"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?" "So it's like a game inventory where I can store items. But how do I store larger items?" Nabil asked. Nabil touched the axe and pressed the button. The tattoo on his arm formed a mouth that devoured the axe. "What the… I didn't expect that," Nabil said, astonished. Nabil pressed the button, focusing on the axe. The mouth reappeared and spat the axe back into his hand. "Oh, I see," Nabil said. The window vanished. "Alright, this is my life at stake. I can't take it lightly. If it were fake, I wouldn't be feeling this pain. I need to survive," Nabil resolved, steeling himself. He picked up the stone axe and struck the tree. The tree was only slightly damaged. "I thought it would cut through in one hit. Ugh, I need to try harder," he thought. < Axe Health: 95% > *(/) will be used to close the window.* "One hit costs 5% health? So I have 20 hits to chop down this tree," Nabil deduced, and resumed striking the tree. After 12 strikes, it finally fell. "Great, now I need to craft a pickaxe to mine stone," Nabil thought. "Huh? How do I get coins?" Nabil asked. "Can I see the recipes?" The recipes window opened, showing that crafting requires coins for every item. "Where's the crafting table?" "How the hell will I get coins?" Nabil screamed in frustration. A dolphin appeared, watching Nabil from the water. "Oh, I'm sorry for throwing a stone at you," Nabil said, realizing, "Wait, I can tame non-hostile animals. This dolphin could help me survive." "That's somewhat useful, but not overly," Nabil said, just as the dolphin let out a scream. Something yanked it underwater. "Why did it scream? It felt like something dragged it down," Nabil said, alarmed. A guttural sound came from the water, and the half-eaten corpse of the dolphin floated up. Nabil's shock was interrupted as Pnhadu fish began leaping from the water. One latched onto Nabil's hand, tearing flesh from his arm. He struggled to pull it off, but it only worsened the injury. As more Pnhadu fish attacked from all sides, biting and clawing, blood flowed freely from Nabil's wounds. His attempts to defend himself with the axe were futile against the swarm. < +10 coins for killing a Pnhadu Fish +10 coins for killing a Pnhadu Fish +10 coins for killing a Pnhadu Fish ... > Despite killing several, Nabil's strength waned. The relentless assault from the Pnhadu fish, now numbering over a hundred, overwhelmed him. His screams grew weaker, blood loss sapping his will to fight. With each bite, his vision blurred, and his ability to scream diminished. As he collapsed, the Pnhadu fish continued their gruesome feast. His body became a bloodied mess, his screams becoming faint echoes. < A player has died from Pnhadu Fish attacks. Remaining players: 42/50 > --- In the void of space, the white entity with wings and multiple eyes observed Miiworld with a sinister smile. "History is repeating exactly as intended. The cycle will continue," she said, her voice echoing through the emptiness. ---