The sun shone brilliantly that morning. The occupants of Walsworth Manor slept on oblivious to the events occurring all across the continent. In the eastern wing of the manor, one such occupant had spent the entire night indulging in pleasures of the flesh and a vile cocktail of hallucinogens, his poor heart was about to give out. He struggled to scream, but a ball gag muffled it. The girls draped over him, blissfully unaware of his struggle, slept on. His heart gave one final feeble beat and stopped, a final gasp escaped him, and he was gone.
A black disk-like void opened above the bed and shut promptly after a white mist shaped like a vortex swirled out. The spinning motion slowed and as if sucked by a vacuum, it all disappeared into the recently vacated body. Tiny nanobots seeped into the now still blood and swam impossibly fast to the heart. After several repairs, an electric jolt was simultaneously sent from each nanobot; the heart didn't respond. After two more jolts, it started beating of its own accord. The nanobots were then carried into various organs by the now-flowing blood, predominantly to the brain where they percolated and released several waves of light that made millions of minuscule changes to the organ.
A deep breath was sucked in as blue eyes flew open. Confusion, panic, regret, and anger; in no particular order, flashed through the new occupant's head. He found that he was unclothed and each of his limbs bound to a bedpost with three: very-satisfied, nude girls snoring lightly around him on the king-sized bed. His mind caught on rapidly and heat crept up his cheeks.
He felt a dull, fading ache in his chest and he tried making a sound, but a pesky ball gag muffled his efforts. He groaned internally cursing at the perversions of the previous occupant. He lifted his head and looked around; confusion reigned supreme at what he perceived. Although impressive, the contents of the room weren't the source of his confusion. What looked like a digital tag hovered above every item that his eyes swept over.
'Mirror, item type: regular, use: self-adoration. Oak door, item type: regular, use: gain entry, or exit...' His eyes curiously studied each item as he read the digital tag. He did a double take when he studied the tag above his lovely companions' heads.
Title: Human Prostitute
Name: Selena Finnigan
Strength: 1
Agility: 1
Speed: 1
Energy: 70/100
HP: 5/10 (Note to user: this individual is riddled with viral and fungal pathogens, refrain from any future associations.)
Status: Asleep
Title: Human Prostitute
Name: Mercy Jackson
Strength: 1
Agility: 1
Speed: 1
Energy: 65/100
HP: 4/10 (Note to user: this individual is riddled with viral and fungal pathogens, refrain from any future associations.)
Status: Asleep
Title: Human bartender/ prostitute
Name: Rose Barbara
Strength: 1
Agility: 1
Speed: 1
Energy: 80/100
HP: 6/10 (Note to user: this individual is riddled with viral and fungal pathogens, limit any future associations.)
Status: Asleep
'Hmmm, this feels like some VR game. Now what do we have here?' He stared intently at what appeared to be a floating question mark above his chest, a prompt appeared asking if he wanted to open his status bar. He thought yes and gasped in surprise and delight at the display that appeared.
Name: Jansen Quinlan
Titles: Lord, (Note to user: More titles will be unlocked depending on the user's progression and achievements)
State: Fledgling (level 1, 0/10 Xp)
Strength: 2
Agility: 3
Speed: 2
Intelligence: 2
Luck: 1
Energy: 20/200
HP: 5/20 (Note to user: Presence of viral and fungal pathogens detected were purged automatically, -10 Energy consumed)
Skills:
Inspect level 1: Active (Inspect allows the user to identify traits and uses of objects. It also classifies living creatures and their characteristics.)
Compulsion level 1: Inactive 0/1 (compulsion allows the user to force creatures to do the user's bidding. Note: level of compulsion skill is directly proportional to the creature's intelligence and number of compelled.)
Screech level 1: Inactive. Range: 100 meters. Cooldown: 30 minutes (Screech drives fear into the hearts of enemies and temporarily immobilizes them. Note: Beings of greater intelligence would require a higher level of screech.)
Acidic breath level 1: Inactive. Range 50 centimeters. Cooldown 10 minutes (Acidic breath delivers a toxic cocktail on enemies melting their skin and producing a temporary disorienting factor.)
Abilities:
1. Claws of steel
2. Cat-like reflexes
3. Leather skin
Note: -Skill points are generated at every level up.
-Skills can be upgraded by assigning skill points at the user's behest. -Skill activation consumes energy points depending on the level of the skill.
-Xp points can be obtained by completing tasks, concluding quests, and unlocking achievements.
Daily Task: -Consume ten kilograms of flesh within 24 hours. Reward +5Xp
+ Energy points
-Cause strife. Rewards: +20Xp (optional)
Quests: None
Jansen's mind was racing. Excitement warred with confusion and anxiety. He didn't know where, when, or whose body he'd come to occupy. Yet, he felt strangely unburdened: he clearly wasn't dead, and he'd just been given a fresh slate. The overwhelming amount of information from the bizarre interface made one thing very clear: he wasn't human anymore. No, he was so much more, and he could become the very thing of nightmares to those who sought to make his life difficult.
He stared at the bindings dispassionately. He thought of the abilities that the interface claimed he had.
'Steel-like claws,' he mused. 'How do I activate it then?'
"Howdy partner," a feminine voice called in his head. He stilled, was he imagining things?
"My my Jan, what have we here?" Feminine laughter filled his head and his cheeks burned bright red. Whoever was in his head could clearly see what he saw, and he wasn't in the best of situations to have a woman in his head.
"Only my mum calls me Jan," he replied sullenly. "And who, pray tell, are you? What are you doing in my head? Why…"
"Woah, slow down cowboy." She interrupted his chain of questions. "First let's get you out of these ropes and into some clothes, then we'll figure this out, deal?"
He agreed reluctantly and she started giving him a set of instructions.