4:12 PM -
Miiworld
Nabil opened his eyes, wincing at the pain radiating from his head.
"Ouch. It hurts," he groaned, feeling a wetness on his scalp. As he touched it, he was startled to find a dolphin licking his hand, its tongue stained with blood.
He glanced at his hand in shock. "What the? Blood?" Nabil screamed, his voice tinged with fear. He looked around and saw that he was on a small island surrounded by vast, open sea, with only one lonely tree in sight.
"Where am I?" he exclaimed in disbelief, the pain in his head intensifying. "Ahh... it hurts."
Examining the dolphin, he speculated, "This might be the reason my head is bleeding. Did it bite me or something?" Without hesitation, he picked up a rock and threw it at the dolphin, which dove back into the water.
He noticed his blood spreading across the ground and a large rock stained with it. "Oh, I remember now. I fell from somewhere and hit the rock. It's not the dolphin's fault," Nabil realized.
"Wait, dolphins? I was in my room. Where am I now? Is this a dream?" He looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings.
"It looks like a survival island map from the Miniworld game, where the game character spawns on a survival island. The last thing I remember is downloading something for the server, and then a portal opened and sucked me in. Did the portal pull me into the game or something? It seems like it," Nabil thought.
A window suddenly appeared before him.
"Wait, is that a window? I've seen things like this in manhwa and anime. What's happening?" Nabil thought, staring at the window as he began to read.
**The window read:
*Time: 4:11 PM
Remaining Time: 364 days 17 hours 49 minutes*
*Welcome to Miiworld. You and 49 other players from your game server have been transported to a world similar to your game. Your primary goal is to escape from this world before the timer runs out. Remember, only 5 people can survive and escape. To be one of the five, you must complete the following tasks:*
*The world is similar in size to Earth. There are 10 continents, each distinct from the others. Each continent has 5 dimensions, each with different enemies and a boss. Defeat the bosses to obtain fragments. Combine the 5 fragments to get a stone for each continent. Enchant the stone by spawning and defeating a boss. Repeat this process for every dimension.*
*Once you have all the enchanted stones, combine them to create a portal to a dimension called Haven. Collect 9 items in Haven and create a portal to Hell, where you must collect 9 more items.*
*Combine these 18 items to spawn the Demon King. Defeat the Demon King to obtain a portal to the End Dimension. Defeat the Unicreature of the End to create a portal back to Earth.*
Nabil was stunned. "What the? It's true. I'm transported to another world like in anime. But wait, the tasks are similar to Miniworld but way more complicated. This looks like it's 10 times more difficult than the game itself."
The window updated with a new message:
*"Kill the other players and protect yourself. Remember, once you die, there is no respawn. Once you die, you die."*
"What the hell?" Nabil said, staring at the window in disbelief.
"Most game mechanics won't apply here. You have to survive as you would in real life. It's not a game—it's your real body. Be cautious. Creatures you've never seen will spawn at night," the window displayed.
"Then how am I supposed to survive?" Nabil asked, terrified.
"You will be given skills and abilities to aid your survival. Choose the skill you want," the window instructed.
"Where?" Nabil asked desperately.
Another window popped up, displaying 50 skills and 50 abilities.
Nabil saw that many options were marked as "Taken."
He selected "Flying," but the window responded, "Taken. Try another one."
He chose "Healing," but the window said, "This option is not available to you. Taken options have already been selected by other players. Once a skill or ability is chosen by one player, it cannot be chosen by another."
"What? All the options here are taken," Nabil said in frustration.
"It's because you were unconscious for the last 6 hours and 20 minutes," the window explained.
"6 hours?!" Nabil exclaimed.
"You spawned at 10:00 AM; it's now 4:20 PM," the window confirmed.
"Won't I get any ability?" Nabil asked desperately.
"I've transferred the remaining skill and ability to you. Your body will undergo a transformation now," the window wrote.
"Transformation? What kind of transformation?" Nabil questioned. His body began to glow, and he felt intense pain surging through him.
His eye color changed to blue, his ear shape altered, and all his body hair vanished. His head hair burned away, turning to dust, leaving him bald.
Then his head hair regrew, returning to its original length but darker, while the hair on the rest of his body did not regenerate.
He fell to the ground, writhing in agony.
*Note: < > denotes window text*
The pain gradually faded. Nabil's bleeding head healed automatically. He breathed slowly, and a new window appeared in front of him:
Nabil sat up, exhausted, and tried to press the window's button, but his hand passed through it as if it were an illusion.
The window updated to show Nabil's stats:
Name: Nabil27 Abilities: Pet Skill: No ability Age: 18 Health: 100 (Recovered from 30) - Level 01 Speed: Level 01 Resistance: Level 10 Durability: Level 01 Skill Level: 02 Ability Level: 01 Players Alive: 49 Nabil27 Ranking: 49 Points: 00 Coins: 00 Experience: 00 Progress: 0.001% Time Remaining: 364 days, 17 hours, 19 minutes Survival Possibility: 2.13% Team Status: Not in a team> Nabil looked at his stats in fear. "What? A 2.13% survival possibility? Why is it so low?" "What is a Pnhadu fish? I've never seen anything like that in the game," Nabil asked. Untameable Attacks with teeth Size: 50 cm Eats: Meat Unarmed Survival Rate: 10%> "Crab, you said I'm in a game world, so everything should be like the game, right?" Nabil asked. "Wait, so you mean it's not a game world?" Nabil asked, stunned. "So does that mean I'm going to die?" Nabil asked, terrified. Nabil's face fell as he thought, "No, it can't end like this. I can't die. I need to get back home. I have to." The sky grew darker, and the sun began to set. "What's my ability again?" Nabil asked. "What does that mean?" Nabil inquired. "What use is that ability? It seems useless," Nabil said in frustration. "Why me? Why do I have to be the one to die first?" Nabil screamed. "I don't care who died. What should I do now? I must survive, or my mom will be heartbroken. I can't bear to see her sad," Nabil said desperately. "Yeah, right. At least the basics are still the same," Nabil said, determined. He approached a tree and punched it, but his hand was damaged. "Wait, what? In the game, punching a tree cuts it down. Why isn't it working here?" Nabil wondered. Seeing the chest, Nabil opened it and found an axe, six pieces of bread, and a cubic glowing item. He quickly grabbed a piece of bread and began eating, thinking, "I'm starving." As he picked up the axe, the cubic item sprouted legs and jumped onto Nabil's face, merging with his head. Nabil screamed in pain, trying to pull it off, but it entered his body through his head. A tattoo appeared on his neck and his right wrist, forming a small button that was covered by his skin. With the pain of the transformation, Nabil asked, "What's this?"