Akiyama Takehito smiled. Sure, after so many times, on such an advanced character, raids had become a bit routine. But there was something fun about going through them in-character, and there was a lot of hype for the next expansion coming next week!
Emerald Odyssey was certainly a popular game. Allowing for extreme detail in character customization, the creation of NPCs for high-level players, and a wide range of viable paths to success for the players, its playerbase was vast and the game itself was popular. And, well, needless to say, the next expansion, The Holy Crusades, was generating a lot of excitement and hype. No-one quite knew what to expect from the content, but it had been teased that the secretive Theocracy of Klein would be opened up for play.
But that didn't mean Takehito would act out of character. His character, the diminutive, child-like vampire Vanyra Briarheart Rozenkreuzlite, would never worry about such things. She'd simply comment on how worthless the enemies of the last raid were, how it was a meager effort for someone like herself. Takehito certainly wasn't one to neglect gameplay for roleplaying, but he could build those in synergy with Emerald Odyssey! There was no need to ignore one side or the other!
Vanyra_Briarheart_Rozenkreuzlite: How pathetic~ Of course, I can't blame them for their worthless efforts when I
He never finished his message.
For there was no longer anyone sitting at the computer.
His vision was blurry. What had happened...? It was so bright, nothing like his dimly-lite room at night... He couldn't really make anything out, and it felt like his head was spinning. Had he stayed up too long and passed out? Holding his head, he weakly stepped forward.
"What ha-"
He froze where he stood.
That wasn't his voice. That was the voice of a girl. A small, cute girl. A child, it sounded like a little girl's voice. How could he have spoken in a little girl's voice?! His vision clearing, his head ceasing to spin, Takehito looked down at his body, his hands.
Delicate, pale little fingers... a slender little body, clad in red and black gothic lolita. As he started to perceive more and more of the world around him, he realized that he was not in his room at all.
And that he was certainly no longer a he.
The small, almost paper-white girl trembled with wide eyes. How was this possible? Takehito concluded it must be a dream, and shakily pinched one arm.
He felt it.
He felt that pain.
He was wearing that dress. That dress he knew on sight. He was standing on the grassy plains in the daylight, thought of course it wouldn't cause any debuffs given how he'd built... he'd built her.
He was no longer Akiyama Takehito, University Student.
She was Vanyra Briarheart Rozenkreuzlite, High Vampire.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH?!"
Certainly the sudden outburst from the delicate-looking, childlike vampire would be difficult to ignore.
Emerald Odyssey was certainly a popular game. Allowing for extreme detail in character customization, the creation of NPCs for high-level players, and a wide range of viable paths to success for the players, its playerbase was vast and the game itself was popular. And, well, needless to say, the next expansion, The Holy Crusades, was generating a lot of excitement and hype. No-one quite knew what to expect from the content, but it had been teased that the secretive Theocracy of Klein would be opened up for play.
But that didn't mean Takehito would act out of character. His character, the diminutive, child-like vampire Vanyra Briarheart Rozenkreuzlite, would never worry about such things. She'd simply comment on how worthless the enemies of the last raid were, how it was a meager effort for someone like herself. Takehito certainly wasn't one to neglect gameplay for roleplaying, but he could build those in synergy with Emerald Odyssey! There was no need to ignore one side or the other!
Vanyra_Briarheart_Rozenkreuzlite: How pathetic~ Of course, I can't blame them for their worthless efforts when I
He never finished his message.
For there was no longer anyone sitting at the computer.
His vision was blurry. What had happened...? It was so bright, nothing like his dimly-lite room at night... He couldn't really make anything out, and it felt like his head was spinning. Had he stayed up too long and passed out? Holding his head, he weakly stepped forward.
"What ha-"
He froze where he stood.
That wasn't his voice. That was the voice of a girl. A small, cute girl. A child, it sounded like a little girl's voice. How could he have spoken in a little girl's voice?! His vision clearing, his head ceasing to spin, Takehito looked down at his body, his hands.
Delicate, pale little fingers... a slender little body, clad in red and black gothic lolita. As he started to perceive more and more of the world around him, he realized that he was not in his room at all.
And that he was certainly no longer a he.
The small, almost paper-white girl trembled with wide eyes. How was this possible? Takehito concluded it must be a dream, and shakily pinched one arm.
He felt it.
He felt that pain.
He was wearing that dress. That dress he knew on sight. He was standing on the grassy plains in the daylight, thought of course it wouldn't cause any debuffs given how he'd built... he'd built her.
He was no longer Akiyama Takehito, University Student.
She was Vanyra Briarheart Rozenkreuzlite, High Vampire.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH?!"
Certainly the sudden outburst from the delicate-looking, childlike vampire would be difficult to ignore.
