The Familiar violet screen returned with a single message.
Race designation is XRC343 [ Homo Sapiens]. Would the user like to change race?
"Yes," The screen shifted into something that I would see in an MMO character creation screen. A copy of my body hovered in the center wholly nude and three dimensions. I gazed at my tan flesh and the perfect shape that resulted from my awakening for a moment. I let out a sigh of sadness and wished for a moment that my body looked like this while I was still alive. "This is too bland," I told my self under my breath as I quickly took stock of the screen. I glanced at the upper left-hand side, and I saw two tabs that caught my interest, Races, and Forge. I mentally clicked on the races tab, and a list popped up of everything I can choose. My eyes widen, and my head suddenly started to hurt at the sheer number of options available. I quickly searched for a filter, and thankfully I found one. I quickly typed in the two races that my title gave me and added them into a bin on the character creation screen and then into the forge.
I went back to the filter and stared at the blank space for a moment, trying to figure out what keywords I should add to it. I thought back to my life, growing up and the things that interested me. Out of curiosity, I typed in the words space, and star and only a single race appeared, the Star Borne. Curiosity won me over, and I added it into my bin and forge. "This is too much to think about right now. I'll come back later to this if I don't like these options." I cringed as I realized I had a habit of talking to my self whenever I become nervous. I made a mental note to work on it as I shifted back to the character creation screen. I took stock of my body, and I made a mental gesture to open up the bin that contained three races. I dragged them out with a Ghostly finger that I only realized a few moments ago that I could use. I should probably test things before assuming they don't work. I thought quietly to my self as I lined up each race next to my body. The clicked on the first, which was Divine Angel, and a small description appeared just under the name.
Divine Angel: This is a race whose template is held in close secrecy by those that have ascended into Administrators. Most of the Divine Angels have been exterminated and the remainder number few. Those that remain are amongst the most powerful and are fighting to restore their kind to its former glory.
Racial Passives: High magical affinity (Light, and Holy magic variants), God-like potential, moderate combat potential.
I shook my mental head, Alpha may have thrown me a bone, but the description is so vague. "System, can you tell me why the descriptions are so vague?"I called out as I scrolled through the screen.
Racial descriptions are only given based on general knowledge as not to provide any recently awakened administrator an unfair advantage. Only enough information is given to spark interest.
I could roll my eyes if I had any at the moment at the response of the System. Nothing I can do at the moment, I thought to my self as I clicked on the Divine Demon race and received this description.
Divine Demon: A now-defunct race. These are the descendants of the Divine Angels and were hunted down by their kin many eons ago. Few remain, and even fewer of their kind are Administrators. Most knowledge of them is lost. Please see the nearest angel for more information.
Racial Passives: High combat potential, High Magical Affinity (Dark, and Evil Magical variants)
I frowned at the race, as I read the paragraph and felt terrible at their fate, but made a mental note to ask Malek when I return why they were close to extinction. I clicked on the last race that I haven't checked out yet, which was the Star Borne, and quickly read the description.
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Awakening Chronicles
FantasíaAfter dying quietly in his sleep, Marcus awakens and finds out he has been selected to become A World Administrator. A being who stands amongst the gods and whose job is to raise worlds from nothing and help life flourish. However, not everything is...