We, The Dreamers

The Time I Got Transported Into My Own Game (Final Part)

I swear, I was this close to breaking into a full-blown sprint when the open town gates finally loomed over me. If I had to hear another 'Thank you', I was going to lose my mind.

The wall guards gave me a friendly nod as I walked through, accompanied by the clingy woman. But judging from the expressions, they were probably acknowledging my class instead of me.

Man, was I a genius to have picked up Warrior as my starting job.

"We have reached Cleport city safely, kind sir!" the woman stated the obvious. "My name is Rosaline Alyss, and I'm a flower peddler. For generations, my family has honed the art of botany and aided numerous adventurers in their quests. I am the latest in a long line of florists to maintain the Garden of..."

Her voice blended in with the background noise as I cast my gaze to the lively marketplace instead. It was a riot of colour and activity. Vendors stood around in every shade and corner of the cobbled streets, haggling with their customers about the price and quality of their products.

Armed guards patrolled the streets casually, while men took turns downing their wooden cups at what looked like a mediaeval bar. I blinked, thoroughly impressed by how realistic the town looked. The graphic designers of this game were detailed people if nothing else.

"...As such, feel free to visit my shop for medicinal herbs! We have the legendary 'Dawn Of The Morning', sure to revive you when you're out of energy. Also, we sell..."

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. The woman was still speaking? Wasn't there any way I could just skip this dialogue or something? Next time I have to listen to someone's life story, I'm at least getting myself popcorn.

"Look lady, no offence. But you're just a flower peddler, right?" I cut her off, folding my arms. "That means you're a common NPC who has no practical use. I need to talk to someone with a little more authority, so stop following me around. For the last time, You're. Welcome. Shoo, you're safe now. Go on with your day, alright?"

Rosaline stared at me for a moment, before breaking into a wide grin.

"But I must reward you for saving my life, kind Warrior!" she chirped excitedly as though she hadn't heard a single word of what I just said. "Wait here, I'll get you something from my store."

She scuttled off as soon as she finished her sentence, so I took the chance to escape into one of the taverns and clear my head.

After a few rounds of ordering drinks that did not exist, I finally settled for an ale. My surroundings blurred before my eyes as I began to think furiously.

I did not have much knowledge of this game, that was for sure. Hell, I don't even know why I approved its production in the first place. 'NULL' was mediocre at best, just another online MMORPG set in a fantasy world named Gaia. Like there weren't already hundreds of similar games floating around in the industry. The only thing it had going for it was the cutting-edge AI technology seamlessly integrated into its system.

To make things worse, I'm no gamer at all. I only created this character because my stream viewers wanted to watch some gameplay for fresh content. After all, countless hours of engineering shows tend to get stale, no matter how good of an entertainer I was.

And now I was stuck here all by myself, with hardly any knowledge of coding or gaming to prevent myself from getting killed in the outside world.

Or was I?

I downed my cup of ale. No, it made sense. If I could be somehow transported from the real world to the game world, why couldn't someone else be? For all I knew, there could be other players like me, stranded in their respective areas and drinking their sorrows away.