Chapter 1 - The worst of starts

"Alright, cable is in, VR device is on, I am still amazing. Looks like I'm all set. Game start!"

After an awkward moment unlike that of the amazing Ray, the game was finally installed and ready. Finally we get to see the amazing world that has been setup for us!

Cable connection not detected. Please reconnect cable again.

"...."

One inconvenient hour later...

Connection complete. Welcome to the World Of Aetheria.

First complaint, make the setup easier please.

Now moving to character creation. Please standby.

In a flash, Ray was brought to a dark room with several panels and a mannequin in the center, each panel appeared to have an image of a body part, from the hair to the toe. "Oooo, what is this strange place." Ray would ponder as an old man appeared totally dressed in white, from his suit to his fancy top hat and back to his white shoes.

Wardrobe change for this strange character is going to be my second complain- "OI, WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY OUTFIT!" Ray was stunned silent as the strange old man yelled at him, flinching backwards. "Woah, how did they program mind reading into this game."

With a small grunt, the man regained his composure and spoke in a most gentlemanly fashion. "Greetings rude fellow, my name is Bob, god of this world. I am here to guide you through the body creation process."

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His name is Bob, he's a god and he has horrible taste in clot-"SILENCE!" Ray was greeted with a harsh smack to the head from Bob's open palm attack. "Enough about my clothes fool, it's time to worry about yours!" Ray, lying on the ground with a slight bump on his head, recovered slowly with lots of Ows and Ughs and proceeded to the many panels before him.

Looks like I'll have to be careful when it comes to clothes around him. Anyway, looks like the dev team has put a lot of time into the design of this thing. Scrolling through the panels, Ray bore witness to hundreds and thousands of different body parts, belonging to the many races. There were even tentacles! Such attention to detail, though the ladies may not like the idea of tentacled beings. Heh heh heh.

"So Bob, how does the great Ray create a character befitting of his stature!" he would announce rather loudly.

"That's Mr Bob to you fool. But it's very simple, pick a body part that you wish to have on your in-game body and it will appear on the mannequin. You may examine the different combinations of parts but there are limits, as each part will give an advantage to the final body, we have assigned points to each part. For example, tough scales of the dragonkin cost 5 points, the final point count of the body must not exceed 20 in order to ensure people stay within a balanced range."

.....Zzzzzzzz

Bob, holding back his urge to body slam this fool to the ground uttered loudly. "Pick what you want, it cannot be overpowered..." You could clearly see the amount of willpower he had to use as his old man veins began popping out.

"AH!" yelped the awakened Ray. "Ughh, I had this strange nightmare where the powers that be summoned a violent exposition monster that kept on-" With a loud thud, Ray fell to the ground, the old man mounted on him.

I think I just got bodyslammed.

"Yes you did and due to your arrogance, I the almighty Bob sentence you to THE WORST START. You will start off in worst possible location, with the worst possible stats, the worst possible items, the wor-"

Authors Note: As cinemasins would put it, roll credits.

Before Bob could go on, Ray interrupted him with an arrogant smug. "You know, for a god you have a limited vocabulary." The old man paused for a second, his face frozen with annoyance at this annoying scum and threw him at the wall....

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH." yelled Ray as he was launched at the wall but surprisingly there was no impact. "Eh, EH, EHHHHHH?!!?" continued Ray as he found himself falling through the air.

Ah. I'm falling.

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"AHHHHHHHHHH!" he would continue as the ground slowly grew larger. Ray braced himself as he smashed into thick jungle foliage. "UGH, OW, NO, BUH, ARHG." were some of the produced sounds as he kept hitting the thick jungle branches. Finally, he hit the ground with a soft thud.

Authors Note: Ray has some serious lung power on him.

My back, my stomach, my face, I can't feel anything... but I'm alive at least...

"HALT DON'T MOVE." Ray could only stare as small gnomish creatures surrounded him poking him lightly with their wooden spears.

Great, goblins.

To be continued.