[b]Day 1[/b] Like every morning I woke up around 10:00 AM, I had no school currently, and also didn't have a job of sorts so most of the day he would just bore inside the house. Most of the times playing video games. Around 16:00 AM heard his girlfriend entering again. "Hey Tomoyo." he greeted her while continuing playing his game. She walked up to him and grabbed the controller out of his hands. She paused it and looked as Silas with an irritated face. "You need to get out. Get some groceries or something. Here's the money and a list. Good luck." she said to him. Silas stood up and suddenly saw something floating above Tomoyo's head. It said: [i]Tomoyo Hikari Level: 2[/i]. Where the hell did that came from? Well he had been playing video games for 6 hours straight, so it could be possible he was imagining things. He went to the grocery store, picked up everything on the list and paid. He now had 30,000 ¥ in his wallet. It was something, but not much, seeing as that was all the money he had. The rest of the money was earned by Tomoyo, who had a job. He should get one too. When he was in the supermarket, and also on the streets he had been noticing people's name's floating above their heads. He certainly was going to spend tomorrow better than this one. While looking down to the ground, plastic bags in his hands, the saw a 1,000 ¥ bill laying on the ground. Since it was on the streets he could just take it. Always nice to find such things. No one would complain about him taking it. Silas got back home and put the groceries where they belonged. He and Tomoyo spend some time together before he went to bed again. --- [b]Day 2[/b] Again he woke up at 10:00 AM. He stretched an got out of bed. Today was going to be different then yesterday. No gaming today, or at least not until the evening. He was going to the racquetball training. He looked to his left where Tomoyo usually slept. She was working today too. He vaguely remember her saying goodbye, but he continued sleeping. He prepared and went to the racquetball club. He already noticed it on the way. There were still names floating above the people's heads. It made him wonder if they were really illusions created by his mind. But now it was time for some racquetball. Silas was feeling very fit, and so his training went very well. He smashed his opponent, who also happened to be a good friend of his, off the court. They barely managed to score some points. However during the third game of the match a few blue windows suddenly popped open in front of him. He was really confused by it, and didn't know what to do. It said some stuff about his racquetball stuff. [hider=Window 1] Your Racket Mastery Skill has gone up in Level by 1 [/hider] [hider=Window 2] Your Deflecting Strike Skill has gone up in Level by 1 [/hider] Suddenly the black rubber ball was heading towards him, and because of panic he tries to hit it but stepped badly causing him to fall down on the ground. "Are you alright Silas?" his opponent asked. "It's okay. I only sprained my ankle. It does hurt like a bitch." Silas replied. "Haha." his opponent laughed. "Mostly you only do these things when you're about to lose. But today I couldn't score much points. Seems like it is real." "Ah just shut up." Silas said with a chuckle. "But I ain't going to play with a sprained ankle. I think I'm going to head home and get some rest. Tomoyo should be home too." he said and shortly afterwards left the racquetball club. Once he was home he dumped himself on the bed. Silas started to think. Why did those things popped up in my face? Why do I keep seeing people's names above their heads? It's like I'm in a game. He didn't get a lot of time to think as Tomoyo entered the apartment soon after he got home. He took it easy the rest of the day and went to sleep early that day. --- [b]Day 3[/b] Unlike other days Silas woke up early. Well, early, earlier than normal. It was 8:00 AM. He woke up while thinking about the names he keeps seeing above people's heads. It was so annoying. Suddenly a blue window, opposed to the red windows he had seen before, popped up in front of his face. It said: [hider=Window] A well night's rest in your bed has fully healed HP, MP, and all Status Ailments. [/hider] Tomoyo did not leave for work yet. "Oh, you're up early. Want to join me for breakfast? Be careful with your ankle though." she said. I nodded and carefully got out of bed. Once I was standing, there was weight on my ankle, but I didn't feel a thing. The window apparently was right, the pain from the ankle was gone. How the gentle caress was this possible? It hurt like a bitch yesterday, but now it seems like it never even happened. Silas had breakfast with Tomoyo, although she had to leave quickly afterwards, which left him alone in the apartment. It was weird. The name was still floating above Tomoyo's head. "Am I in a video game or something? It looks like I'm in the real world. Tomoyo is also still here and she doesn't see anything, and she is the kind of person who would immediately tell such things. Maybe I am the video character who has arrived in the real world. But how could that be possible?" he said out loud to himself. "I can't make heads or tails out of this." after a few blank moments in his head he started to do something. "If those windows keep popping up in front of my face, could I also make the standard screens appear in front of me?" he thought. Silas ticked randomly in the air but nothing happened. Then he said out loud. "Stats." and his status screen appeared in front of him. Everything was full, and nothing much could be done. Quickly after he opened up other windows, one of Talents, a Skill one, a Quest one and a Friends List. The friends list wasn't much. It were just the people close to him. Silas is distant most of the time, so he has few people of whom he really considers as friends. Because not all your friends of Facebook© are really friends. The Quest window however showed something interesting. He had a quest titled: The Big Match. That was the racquetball match for the tournament. He opened it. [hider=The Big Match] The Big Match Issued By: Tournament Coordinators You have a big racquetball match coming up in a few days. Make sure you do best and win that match. Practice hard and give it your all. Completion Rewards: 4 EXP, prize money, advancing in the tournament, admiration from others Failure Penalties: Out of the tournament, possible disappointment from others. [/hider] After reading it Silas closed it again. He was certain he was going to win that. "Inventory" he said and the item window appeared. Nothing was inside of the window. A little disappointing, but what could you do about it? Silas looked at the bottom of the rows of empty white boxes and saw a small bar which indicated how much money he had. There was nothing. Silas got curious and grabbed his wallet. He gave the 31,000 ¥ to the window, which absorbed it. The zero in the bar went up to the amount of money he handed over to it. "Awesome." he commented. "It's like a magical wallet no can steal from." he said with a sinister chuckle. "So if I can store my money here, that means I also can store other items here without them getting lost." and like that Silas put in two items. His keys and a bottle of water. He couldn't imagine what more he could put into it. Silas experimented further and quickly discovered another window, attached to the Inventory window. It showed a silhouette of himself, with black squares surrounding his limbs. And some more black squares filling up the rest. He recognized it as the character customization screen. It showed what he was wearing at the moment. Just his standard clothing. There also was a spot to put your weapon, shield etc. just like in the RPG games. "As I got some kind of promotion while playing racquetball, then that means my racket it my weapon." he concluded. He grabbed the racket out of his back and inserted it into the spot where the weapons go. Silas tried to think of more things he could do, but just couldn't. Well he already had discovered much about this strange ability. So much that it almost felt like he always had it. Roughly and hour and a half had passed so there was enough time for him to play video games, which he also planned to do now.