"W-What is this?"
BLOP!
A drop of water fell onto a silver surface. It was hair. Extremely fine and well-kept hair.
"Water?" a high-pitched voice wondered aloud, slowly opening its eyes.
His eyes, as red as blood, reflected no light.
"It's dark... No, it's my shadow." With that thought, he turned around and looked back, observing a strong source of light coming through a hole in the rock wall that covered him.
His eyes took a few seconds to adjust, and when he could finally see, he was astonished.
"A cave?" He didn't have much curiosity about his surroundings, as he suddenly felt strange in his own body.
He looked at his own hands.
"Green?"
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed his silver hair, even looking up to discover he had bangs that reached his eyebrows.
He swallowed nervously and looked down to examine his body.
"WHAT?!"
"WHAT IS THIIIIS?!"
He screamed with all his might upon seeing himself.
He realized he was short. In real life, he had never been very tall, but this was ridiculous!
Aside from that, he noticed other things.
"Also, I'm naked, but..."
He fell silent for a few seconds and scratched his head.
"Where's my little...? I don't even have nipples now."
He blinked a couple of times and extended his hand.
'Forge!'
A purple square expanded in his hand.
'Am I still in the game?!' he wondered internally, but after thinking about it for a bit, he shook his head.
"I could never program this level of realism. No, even the big companies wouldn't be capable of such a thing with current technology. What the hell happened?"
He closed his eyes and remembered.
He recalled seeing a message in front of him while playing.
[WARNING: You are experiencing a heart attack! Emergency medical services will be contacted immediately.]
A drop of sweat trickled down his cheek, and he opened his eyes again.
"I've read articles about the brain generating strange scenarios when you're about to die, but this..."
He approached a wall and hit it hard.
THUMP!
"ACK! IT HURTS!"
He shook his hand repeatedly from the pain.
"I don't think this is a hallucination or something like that."
He seemed thoughtful for a moment, and a gentle breeze entered through the cave's entrance, causing him to shiver slightly.
Not fully understanding what was happening but resigned, he created a purple square by extending his hand, and a code began to appear.
"First, I need to understand where I am."
'I need to know what my parent is. If I'm in a city or a forest, then the forest will be my parent, and then I'll trace the parent of the forest, and so on until I get a more specific answer. That way, I could...'
"WHAT?!"
[ERROR: ACCESS DENIED]
The code he had always used to find out what his parent was had failed.
"A-Access denied?! I created everything that exists, you bastard!" He got angry reading the text.
"Ah, forget it, fighting with this thing won't solve anything."
Again, another purple square extended in front of his hand.
"Since I don't know what my parent is, I'll just make that thing appear around here... What was it again?"
A code began to generate.
[spell.forge::create_permanent_object {
target: location::ground[within_radius: 2m, from_caster_position];
object_type: mirror;
permanence: true;
object_properties: {
dimensions: {
height: 150cm;
width: 60cm;
thickness: 2cm;
};
material: glass[reflective];
frame: {
material: gold[polished];
color: golden_yellow;
weight: moderate;
};
reflectivity: high;
};
visual_effect: {
particles: {
type: glow[silver];
lifespan: 2s;
density: 50;
};
};
on_cast: {
create_object(target, object_type);
trigger_visual_effect();
};
on_complete: {
stabilize_object(target);
clear_visual_effect();
};
}]
A mirror appeared very close and adjusted itself on the wall for him to admire himself.
He looked at himself fervently but didn't understand why he didn't feel attached to or even familiar with his appearance.
"I-I don't even know what gender I am." A drop of sweat trickled down his cheek as he frowned.
With some displeasure at the green androgynous appearance he possessed, he pointed his hand at himself, and a purple square appeared.
"Let's see... Should I use my real-life appearance or Valipher's?"
He seemed thoughtful for a moment, and remembering that he wasn't very good-looking in real life, he decided to be his character Valipher.
His body shone for a few seconds as a code executed, but!
[ERROR: ACCESS DENIED]
"WHAT?! AGAIN?!"
An annoying twitch in his eye became increasingly noticeable.
With fury inside him, he raised his hand and created another purple square.
"I hope at least in this place my name is the same," he whispered nervously.
[log.Valipher_Vexaris_Lumnathir[lctr]
Name: Valipher Vexaris Lumnathir
ID: 15504
Race: Goblin [1]
Permission_Level: Player
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Valipher stood astonished at the data reading.
'It's as if my entire existence is corrupted...'
Sigh!
He sighed to himself while thinking about what to do.
"Is my permission level set to player? To execute the commands, I must be at least a server administrator. I guess my existence is a bug in this world."
He looked at his reflection and turned his head toward where his genitals should be.
"Although being a goblin doesn't explain the absence of genitals..."
Like a fleeting idea, he closed his eyes for a few moments, trying to remember something that would make him feel excitement.
He recalled several things, like the nights spent in front of his computer searching for the perfect video to do what he was supposed to do, but no matter how hard he tried, he never felt anything strange.
"I told that idiot not to make up exaggerated things for the game's lore regarding the races..."
Valipher remembered a woman with yellow hair, who surprisingly resembled him at that moment, of course much less younger, with green skin, silver hair, and red eyes.
"I guess we never modeled any erogenous zones for any NPC or race, so this would be normal, I suppose..."
Shaking his head to stop thinking about useless things, he continued as usual, extending his hand and beginning to create code.
[spell.forge::create_custom_clothing {
target: location::ground[within_radius: 2m, from_caster_position];
clothing_items: {
pants: {
type_object: medieval_common_pants_4;
permanence: true;
material: cotton;
color: navy_blue;
fit: loose;
measurements: {
waist: 60cm;
length: 85cm;
};
};
shirt: {
type_object: medieval_common_shirt_4;
permanence: true;
material: linen;
color: white;
fit: regular;
measurements: {
chest: 70cm;
length: 50cm;
};
};
boots: {
type_object: medieval_common_boots_4;
permanence: true;
material: leather;
color: brown;
height: mid_calf;
measurements: {
calf_width: 24cm;
height: 18cm;
};
};
gloves: {
type_object: medieval_common_gloves_4;
permanence: true;
material: leather;
color: brown;
measurements: {
palm_width: 8cm;
length: 15cm;
};
};
};
visual_effect: {
particles: {
type: shimmer[silver];
lifespan: 2s;
density: 50;
};
};
on_cast: {
create_item(target, pants);
create_item(target, shirt);
create_item(target, boots);
create_item(target, gloves);
trigger_visual_effect();
};
on_complete: {
stabilize_items(target);
clear_visual_effect();
};
}]
Clothes began to appear near Valipher, who examined them closely.
"I guess this will do for a while."
...
The white and silver strands of hair waved in the wind. Valipher's two red eyes looked on in disbelief at the landscape he found himself in.
The cave where he had awakened was on the slope of a steep mountain; there was no way a human could get there without using some kind of flight or teleportation ability.
Just as it was humanly impossible to climb up, it was equally impossible to go down.
"I'd say, thankfully I'm not human, but..."
Valipher remained thoughtful.
"Goblins are only slightly weaker than an average human. The only advantage they have is that they always travel in groups."
So simply jumping to the ground wasn't an option. He would die like a sad human.
"I need to get out of here soon. I'm a goblin, so my primary task would be to enter a dungeon and gather information from the local monsters... Though I should also focus on evolving. Even I have the ability to use the console, it's better to be prepared in case my privilege is revoked."
After a few seconds, an idea struck him.
"Magic Archive: Flight level ten!"
A few seconds passed, and nothing happened.
"As I thought, I'm unable to use my mana in the traditional way."
Valipher clenched his hand several times, checking his own existence.
"The mana in my body is consumed every time I use the console to create a script. Even if I don't use it, every second the console is open consumes my mana exponentially. Also, the more complex the script, the more mana it consumes."
Sigh!
Resigned, he opened the purple square once more.
"What a pity. I'll just enchant my boots."