Chapter 1.01

1.01

Read Original
Words: 4,029
Entities: 14
Quotes: 28

Quotes

Seriously? I leveled up? What is this, a game?

Ow.

Yep. Makes complete sense…

Like hell it does!

I’m tired.

This is why drapes were invented, you know.

Got it. Message received.

I’ll die here if I don’t find something to eat.

This—really is another world, isn’t it?

Just so long as the grass doesn’t change color overnight, I might have a shot. Looks like it goes purple-orange-yellow and runs right next to the inn. So I can follow that back! Follow the purple-orange-yellow grass road!

Is—is that a tree?

I—hate—pull-ups!

No. No!

…I hate this world.

Just a coincidence? An accident? I don’t know, and I didn’t get anything to latch onto. Whomever it is, they’re gone. I—I shall be watchful.

That time again? Two hundred years already? I might as well. It’s courteous.

Um, shouldn’t there be some kind of announcement?

It’s all hills and valleys! No wonder I couldn’t find anything last night!

Are those…trees?

Is this how I die? Starving to death because I can’t do a pull-up?

You…stupid tree!

At least, from strange young women appearing out of nowhere. She had to have been the subject of—of some chance. Maybe a [Gambler] or whatnot. Otherwise, I would be either dead or have been contacted by whomever it was. It cannot be Demons; they’re far too unsubtle. Who else? If it was the Quarass, I’d be dead. Djinni smell of magic. And that leaves…my kin, who wouldn’t do that.

What the…holy…crab?

Did I just level up?

No. No it can’t be. But a—a Dragon and Goblins and now leveling…this is another world, right? One like Dungeons and Dragons? Or—or a video game?

Weird. Grey bark, green leaves, blue fruit. Who dropped the paint bucket on this thing? And why is it so…tough?

[Mysterious Blue Fruit acquired!] Dun dun dun dun!

Right, right. Let’s recap. I’m in another world which is actually a video game. And there are monsters in this world, and I can level up by doing stuff. I even get skills, and when I do, a voice in my head—no, more like a thought appears that tells me I’ve accomplished a task.

Feedback