Chapter 2
Riley's eyes were fixated on the window. He read it once, closed his eyes and shook his head violently.
He opened them again, but nothing changed. The window was still there.
It faded after a half a minute, and Riley was left staring at his omelet. He started eating it, while mulling things over.
"Ok, so somehow, my life has turned into a game, and I can "Analyze" things like in games, huh? This is weird. Very, very weird."
After finishing his meal, he brought his plate into the kitchen, where his mum was still washing dishes.
As he placed his plate in the sink, his mum said, "No games until you finish your homework!" Riley replied affirmatively as he started walking towards the stairs.
He made a promise, and he would fulfill it. Of course, one or two sidetracks along the way wouldn't hurt anyone...
Once he entered his room, he shut the door and went to his desk. His room was that of an ordinary teenager's. It had all the necessities: a bed, wardrobe, desk, bookshelf, computer and an ensuite bathroom; nothing more.
Of course, though bare, that does not mean his room is "ordinary". His prize jewel, his computer, was where all the magic happened, at least, before today. Here, on his laptop, was where history was made. The slaying of the Great Lord Nashor, the Grand Exchange crash of '09 - this is where Riley witnessed first hand, and participated, in the biggest achievements of the century.
Since he also played baseball for his school's team, he had a ball and glove resting on his bookshelf and a bat below the shelf resting against the wall.
He sat on his comfy cushion chair, turned his PC on, and pulled out his textbooks from the bag lying at the foot of the desk. As he flipped his notebook to a new page, he pulled out his pen and placed it on the desk.
"Now that I've got my facade and cover ready, I should start experimenting."
Riley took a deep breath before uttering the word "Skills".
A window appeared immediately. At the top of the window was the word "Skills" and below it were 3 icons. The first was a picture of a console controller. The one under it showed a muscular arm flexing. The last icon depicted a picture of a magnifying glass.
Without a moment of hesitation, Riley touched the controller. A new window popped out with the icon at the top left and the words [Roleplayer's Mind] as its title.
Below, it was stated that it was a passive skill.
To put it simply, passive skills function just like your involuntary actions such as breathing and digestion - they provide bonuses to your character or skills, without needing to be "toggled", or switched on. Unlike active skills, which require the player to activate it to show its effects, passive skills are, to put it simply, "always on".
Its description was "Just like a game character, no situation in the world throws you off. Simply because, well, it's a game... right? You are now able to think logically under any circumstance. Reality as you know it has been converted into a video game"
Riley smiled and thought, "So that's why I've been calm throughout this course of events."
After reading this, he closed the window and touched the bicep icon.
The new window popped up, and he learnt the name of this skill, which was called [Virtual Body].
It was another passive skill, and its description was "Grants the user a body which allows the user to live in the real world like a game. After sleeping in a bed, HP and MP are restored, and all status ailments are cured. The user will be able to sleep even if his body does not require it."
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The Roleplayer
FantasyRiley Petesgeralt is your every-day suburban boy by day, but an avid gamer at night, soaring to the top 50 players in an MMORPG called World of Legends. However, after a spiritual encounter, his life turned upside down. Both his worlds has collide...