Chapter 4 Class Selection

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My eyes fluttered open and were immediately greeted by the sight of golden sand pressed against my face. I let out a groan and pushed my self up. I sat back on my heels and quickly brushed the sand from my hands. I had the strangest dream, I thought to my self as I brought my hands up to my face only to freeze at the sight of pitch-black flesh. I tenderly touched the back of my hand was surprised that my skin felt like pen ink. Even in the bright light, my flesh absorbed every ray of light that shone down on me. "I guess that wasn't a dream then, huh," I muttered under my breath as I stood up and quickly brushed the sand off my nude form. Not even the sand particles blemished my void like flesh. After flicking off the last of the sand particles, my mind finally caught up to me and realized I was naked, and I felt embarrassment start to course through my body. "Shit," I yelled out as I reach down to cover my manhood to only realize that did not exist either, in fact, my entire pubic area looked as if it was fresh off of a Ken doll.

I dropped my hand back down and spun my head, trying to take stock of my surroundings. All around me stood trees that held thousands of shades of green. I heard birds chirping in the distance and the sound of waves crashing against a shore. I closed my eyes and felt the fresh sea touched air caress my face, then suddenly, as quickly as the noise started it stopped, and was replaced by the sound of gravel crunching underfoot. I quickly spun to the source and saw a rather tall and lanky figure coming out of the woods, meandering in my direction. "Who are you?" I called out to the character as I started to backpedal.

"Why hello old sport, my name is Athurias Valman and its a pleasure to make your acquaintance." The figure spoke with a slight British accent and stepped into the sunlight, revealing short-cropped red hair and a thin, almost emaciated form. "Might I ask what this new Administrators name is?"

I took another step back slightly on edge that he knows what I am. "Kairos," I replied to him as I took another step back, only realizing that a wall of trees seemed to appear closer behind me, blocking off any escape.

"Now old sport, it's rude to not tell a fella his last name when he has given his." He took another step closer, and I could see a light dusting of freckles across his cheeks. He gave a soft, friendly smile, but the aura he was giving off was almost chilling.

"I don't really have a last name; my title is the closest thing I would have, I guess." I shifted uncomfortably against the trees and quickly scanned the area, and to my dismay, the trees seemed to be inching closer and pressing against themselves, stopping any escape attempt. He took another step closer, and I could see a pair of blood orange eyes peeking out from an eye browless face. His Hawaiian style shirt hung loosely on his frame and had brown dirt caked in random places. His khakis barely held onto his almost bone-like legs.

"Ahh. You are one of those types that get into character then, my apologies, then mate." The chilling vibes that were emanating from his body seemed to stop, and I felt my self start to grow slightly less uncomfortable with him. He took a final step and reached out a hand that had a light dusting of dirt on it. " I'm a system companion who runs the next part of the process. It's a pleasure to meet you, Kairos." I gingerly took his hand to return his handshake and was immediately shocked at the strength in his grip.

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well," I replied in a reserved tone, unsure if I am unable to trust this man. He released his grip and spun on his heel quickly and snapped his fingers, causing the trees that were slowly surrounding us to stop and part like a wave.

"Now come, We need to select a class for you so you can move on the weapon creation and finally be gone from this place. Chop chop time is of the essence." I quickly scampered behind, trying my best to catch up. His long legs were taking broader then what I thought was possible. "So I have a question I manage to sputter out as my scampering pace quickly turned into a small Jog as we quickly went through the forest.

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