" ... Fucking sunlight.. "

Turning around and sending his arm across the bed, the young man laying on top of it was searching for his nightstand, where the remote for his electric curtains would usually be.

But his hand waving in the air couldn't grab ahold of anything, even as he kept lifting his arm until his wrist touched the wall.

That small series of actions was not enough to wake him up properly, but just enough to somewhat clear his mind as he then thought about something.

' ... Since when the curtains in my room are open ? '

Not opening his eyes yet as he would get flashed by the sun, he first turned around to hide from the small rays of light.

Pulling his own drowsiness out of his body before anything, it was only then that he dared to open his eyelids, but what welcomed him wasn't the clear white wall of his room, but a yellowish one, as if made of clay.

" ... The fuck ? "

Surely, there was something wrong right now, even if the light of the sun could change the color of a wall slightly, it wouldn't be that much of a change in the first place.

Looking up to the ceiling, even that changed, the usual white ceiling was replaced by dark brown logs sustaining each others in a neat manner, which seemed symmetrical to the naked eye.

Being surprised one time after the other, his mind grew numb for a moment as he kept looking around.

His usual bed was still a king size, but his sheets were nowhere close to the one he used to have, the floor was covered by thick planks instead of the ones you'll see in an apartment, and every sight of technology disappeared.

To be more precise, it wasn't his room in a first place, it was closer to a studio rather than anything else, the whole room having the bed he was still on, but also a table, chairs, what seemed to be a furnace made of stone, and a sink with a bucket.

Did the yeti kidnap him or something ?

There wasn't a single outlet in the room, and even the door leading to what seemed to be outside could be easily accessed in a few steps, at this point, even a studio seemed to be too good, he now understood that he was in a cabin in the woods probably.

" Am I still sleeping or something ?.. "

Trying to pinch his arm, the slight pain was still there, as if to prove that he was in fact not dreaming and the current situation he was in was the reality he tried to avoid.

Standing still for a moment, he wanted to see if anything would change, but besides the sound of his breath, nothing could be heard inside the small cabin, having him sigh as he decided to get up finally.

As soon as he put his foot on the floor and straightened himself, something changed in his peripherical vision.

It wasn't something that moved discreetly or anything, just a few details that he missed from his previous position.

First was the small closed box at the end of the bed, it was bigger than a shoe box, and there was a small lock on top of it, but that was basically it.

Second was a booklet, the kind with few pages that wouldn't even be given to small children, the poor quality of the cover speaking for itself as it was covered with dust.

Heading to the last one as it got the better of his curiosity, the box had a lock anyways so even if he wanted to see what was in it, he couldn't open it yet, so grabbing the book and lifting it from the table, a small -Thud sound was heard.

It wasn't someone knocking on the wooden door, but a small key that fell from the back of the book, which looking at it, had a small piece of tape that couldn't even hold the key.

" .... If you want to do something, do it right at least. "

Leaving a small comment, he blew the cover of the booklet, trying to get rid of the dust and see what was below, but unlike a comic or a manga, there was only one word on top of it, not even a single image.

- Introduction - , that was the word on top of it, and fueled up by his curiosity and a desire to know more about his situation, he opened it, only to throw it away after reading the first sentence.

" What the fuck is that ! A joke ?! "

Taking a few deep breathes as he tried to calm himself from his sudden rage, the few words that he read were going back and forth in his mind as he tried to make sense of them.

{ Say ' Status ' to bring up your own Status window. }

Surely, something like that was a joke, right ?

Scrutting every corners of the room with his eyes in search for a hidden camera, he couldn't even find one, having him sigh from feeling more tired than anything else.

" ..... Status. "

Since he couldn't do anything else yet, with going outside not being an option as long as he didn't grabbed a hold of his situation, he was surprised by... Nothing.

" That's what I thought, fucking waste of time. "

Exhaling, he leaned closer, reaching for the key on the table, but as soon as he blinked, his field of vision was filled with something else.

Flinching slightly, his whole body contracted and stood still for a moment, a reaction he developped after watching a few horror movies, but that wasn't the point.

In front of him, stood a window, as if one of a computer, or more precisely, a game.

[ Status ]

Name : Arthurion

Level : 1

Title : None

Affiliation : None

Team used : -

Cards in possession : 0

Although simple, easy to read, and something he had seen more than once, the reason he stood still was exactly because he remembered where he saw that text.

'Erotic Card Maestro' , the same game he played for the last year, and that status was in fact his own player profile, though it missed his ID which was a series of numbers, the achievement rate which had reached a whopping 100% , but most importantly, it missed his previous stats.

Why was the number 1 shown next to his level ? Where did his 2137 cards went ? Why did he had 0 of them now ?

Not being able to answer that, he put down the key on top of the table before hurrying to the booklet he threw away with the thought of finding more answers.

{ Say ' inventory ' to open your own Inventory. }

{ Say ' Cards ' to bring up your own Card Book. }

{ Say ' Store ' to pull the Store window. }

{ Say... }

A long series of commands were readable on the first page, with every commands being part of the game he previously played, and some being new commands that he couldn't use yet as it seemed he would need a card for it.

To enhance, evolve and even awaken a character, daily, weekly and monthly quests, or how to retrieve girls from a combat state to cards and vice versa.

Of course, he didn't even tried anything yet as he thought that the more he read, the more absurd it seemed, yet, as soon as he turned the page, this time, a more normal text appeared in front of him.

" ..... "

Reading silently, he could feel his fist clenching against the thin pages of the booklet, almost tearing it apart while he tried to force himself to calm down.

" .... Mo-ther-fu-cker ! "

Breathing heavily between every syllables, he couldn't acknowledge what was written on the book.

' So what if I've beaten you in pvp ! You bitch, how dare you send me to another world on a whim ! '

Surely, the number one eroge was different from anything else, with a good quality that couldn't be find anywhere else, an astronomic number of playable characters that kept growing every two weeks, and each of them having a dedicated story and sex scenes, it didn't even crossed his mind once that it was done by magic !

After all, a game is just a game, right ?

Well, not anymore !

With that booklet, he learned from the creator that since he ' enjoyed ' the game that much, he might as well send him to the world it originated from.

" Yooouuu biiiiiitch !! "

... At least, it was written that he was given a card to start, should he check it ?