I cursed the muscular man in my head. How could he just send me off without answering the rest of my questions?
What a bugger.
I found myself floating in a dark space with a bunch of other floating things that cast light on my body. An invisible current was gently pushing me backward, like the ocean waves. Sighing, I wondered how long I was staying here.
I felt a twinge of discomfort in my chest and tried to rub it away. Without warning, the pain intensified and spread throughout my body, making me writhe in pain.
But just as quickly as the agony arrived, it soon vanished. Groaning, I hugged my chest and tried to process what had just happened.
'Strange. I don't feel any muscle.' Wrapping my hand around my left arm, I discovered that my fingers could come all the way around. I squeezed the bicep; it was as skinny as skinny could be.
After years of vigorous training, my body was solid and firm with muscle. But now, when I ran my hands over my upper body, I felt nothing. My body was abnormally thin.
My mind flashed back to my conversation with the muscular man. Hadn't he said I'd be living through a 'players' body?
It physically hurt knowing that my body was gone. Not just because I had muscles, but because it was mine. I didn't mind the crooked nose and bruised knuckles, or even the limp I'd had ever since I was seven.
All those things made up me but now...it was gone. This was just the beginning of slowly losing everything of my past life.
There was a bright side to this. In my past life, I had a measly height of 5'4. This kid was 6'5. Unfortunately, this made my scrawniness even more profound.
But I was tall!
My body endured more changes as time went on. There was a total of six changes: bigger feet; long and graceful fingers; sharp nose; thick, curly brown hair; larger ears; and I was now double-jointed.
This was nice. The cool features almost made up for my lack of muscles. Almost.
Just as I was starting to experiment with what I could do with long arms and double joints, I heard a loud, cracking noise. Another invisible current yanked me forward at a faster speed than the other one.
Confused, I looked up and saw a rift slowly opening about three hundred meters ahead of me. I freaked out and tried to propel myself backward.
My efforts ended in vain as I was quickly sucked into the rift. Was this the end?
No, in fact. It wasn't. The rift sucked me in and transported into a bedroom.
I knew this because of another rift that opened in the ceiling. I dropped down and landed on the soft bed.
I inhaled sharply, wondering what the heck just happened. And then I noticed the screen. I couldn't call it a 'screen' because I was seeing it in the first person, but it certainly looked like one. A box in the top left corner showed the date, 21/6/3045, and the time, 09:00 AM. Besides the fact that the date was way off, I noticed that under the box, the letters HP and MP were listed. I had 100/100 HP and 20/20 MP.
In the upper right corner of the screen was another box. It listed a name, level, class, and EXP amount.
Name: Powyn Theeves
Level: 1
EXP: 0/100
Class: None
I between those boxes was a sphere labeled MAP. I didn't know how to access that, so I left it alone.
In the bottom left corner was this dismembered figure showing what armor and weapons I had equipped. It was empty, of course. In the bottom right corner were two tabs. One had the word STATS and the other had SKILLS.
Before I could figure out what they meant, an alert popped up in front of my eyes.
[Welcome, Player Powyn Theeves. Are you ready to dominate?]