[Closed/Crimson Blood] First Step: Sunrise.

[Mokusu]

“This will do for now,” Clicking the right mouse, he move it around to see his final character he created in every possible angle. It was his first time playing a massive multi-player online game, sure he has played several games on different console and sure he played some with his friends but never any of the games let or need him to connect to the internet or played with more than 4 people at once and due to his family needing him to help with the guest house and inn, he never did have the time to explore the gaming community until now. 

He tweaked with his character colour scheme for a few minutes, experimenting with the different colours before finally choosing a red fox colour scheme of bright orange and smoky white. Next was his character’s classes and – what he believes to be – in-game profession, he scheme through the lists, debating to himself while comparing between the classes before finally choosing a Summoner with a Merchant sub-class and an in-game woodcrafter profession. Feeling satisfied, he examined his character one last time before ending the character creation session and finalizing his sign in process by naming his character – for him, the hardest part since he isn’t good at naming things. A few minutes before he finally decided: 

M. O. K. U. S. U. 

“Yeah… yeah…,” He said in the well-furnished empty studio flat, “As long as I don’t mention my last name, it’ll be fine.” He assured himself before finally clicking the sign-in button.

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The sun was starting to rise, he always love the rising sun back in Japan he witness many of them since he was often needed to rise early, with the rest of his family, before any of their house guest to help with the morning preparations . This is his first time see the rising sun from a different country and with the change of scenery it was breath-taking just like his first sun rise. Mokusu shudder from the cold of the morning breeze as he wrapped his hands around himself to warmed him up and start the walk back to his one room…. 

‘Wait…?’ Mokusu stop on his track. He can’t remember, he can’t remember what happen last night. Did he fall asleep and did his alarm clock wake him up? Did he even walk out of his flat? He has no memories of leaving his computer last night; the last thing he could recall was the sign-in button. ‘No…It’s not possible…’ He examined his surrounding and it looked mostly like a scene from a post-apocalyptic movie, every building had aged and most are cover with overgrown plants, and all around him was people, each was unique as the next – some looks like animals, standing on two legs and as tall as a normal human being, some has the characteristic of an animal, a normal human figure with a tail and an animal-like ears – as if stripped out a fantasy book and each held the same expression: confusion slowly turn to panic. 

Taking a few more paces, he stop again as he stepped on broke glass, picking up a fragment he examined himself and to his surprise, the reflection that stared back at him wasn’t his own but the face he created on his computer for the MMO Elder Tale, He was inside the game. A few scream echo the silent streets and the panic began. 

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[Mokusu]

‘No!’ The thought rang through Mokusu’s head over and over again. ‘It’s not possible!’ Hand still clutched on the broken mirror, he examine his face again; nose, cheeks, eyes, hair, none of them was his. A quiet ‘No’ escaped his mouth. ‘It can’t be possible,’ Again the thought rang through. 

All around him people was either crying, screaming or consulting themselves that it was just a dream… ‘A dream,’ their consultation enters his mind and automatically with the broken fragment in his right hand, he jabbed it to his left upper arm and what follow next surprise him; pain. Not the numbing sensation that you have after suddenly awoken from a bad dream but actual pain that can be felt after one arm is jabbed. He let out a scream – causing those nearby to turn their attention to him – before pulling the broken mirror from his arm, dropping it on the floor covered in blood. He tried to close the wound by clutching his hand, trying to stop his bleeding arm. 

After he had calm, and his wound mysteriously healed, he found his vision had been covered by what he noticed as the player’s user interface. He must have activated it during all the distress motions he had made earlier, he decided to rummage through the number of option floating in the air until he found the log out button, letting out a sigh of relieve; he clicked it but nothing happen, he clicked it again and again before noticing the ‘x’ marked left after he clicked the button. Disappointed, he swipe the interface away – surprised that it actually disappear from sight – he started walking from the centre of – what he believe to be – London and into an alleyway not far from where was and dropped to his knee and he let himself cry. He was exhausted and the pain of jabbing himself with the mirror still felt fresh on his arm. He was supposed to start college the next day, it was his fresh start on his new traveling adventure and now where was he? In a freaking game! A game he has no knowledge about and what’s worst… he was all alone. He let himself continue to cry before finally dozing off. 

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[Crimson Blood]

I was walking around Londinium and watching the people around panic and cry. He wished he could do something. He was taking a shortcut down an alley when he suddenly tripped on something. It was a person!. Shock Crimson checked for a pulse. There was a pulse when he checked. He let out a sigh of relief and thought "I should take him to the room." He picked up the guy and started carrying him to the inn he was staying at. He got a lot of weird looks but he didn't care. Once he got the the room he set the guy down on the bed and sat down in a nearby chair. He would wait as long as he had to in order to make sure this guy was alright. After awhile of thinking about why this man was asleep in an alley he came to a conclusion. This man must have passed out from the shock of being in this world. It was a perfectly normal reaction. If I was like most other people I probably would have probably passed out aswell. But I since I'm me I didn't even worry about being here. I didn't shed a single tear, I didn't panic at all. But that's just who I am.

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[Mokusu]

‘It felt weird,’ he twist and turns in the bed trying to find that usual spot his body like to lay on before he remember that he wasn’t in his bed at home anymore; he was at his own place now, all the way in the UK and far from home. Eyes still close, he try to catch a few minutes of sleep before his alarm rang indicating for him get ready for class, turning one last time a jolt of pain and the memory of him stabbing himself cause him to fall of the bed. 

Once again, his vision was covered by the partly transparent user interface, showing the red-orange light from the setting sun, giving him proof and confirming that he was still inside the game. Sighing, Mokusu swiped his hand on the floating window; making it disappear. He didn’t realised he had let himself slept that long and as he let himself lay on the cold floor, he whispered a prayer in his native tongue to any gods that would listen and ask them to release his soul and let it return to his own body before letting tears to once again cover his face but this time his voice join in, at first a soft sobs before it turn into a loud bawl and still during all this he hasn’t realised that he was no longer in the alleyway until he actually calm down once more. He sat up, fighting his heavy heart that told him go back to sleep, and survey the close quarters consisting of only a bed, a table and a chair which is currently occupied by a slender figured all covered in dark red. 

Blushing as he realised that the red figured was there all along, Mokusu clear his throat and with wary red eyes he asked: “Where am I?” 

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Tag: Crimson Blood

[Crimson Blood]

"You're at the Dog Tail Inn. I found you collapsed in an alley and brought you back here" I say bluntly "Most people have the same reaction you did. It's the weird people like me and Kode that didn't. Now, would you mind telling me who you are?. Kode doesn't like it when I bring strangers in to the room without his permission. Although I do have the excuse that you fainted. Anyway, you should get comfortable in your new body. It'll probably be awhile before we get back to the real world and it would be no fun if you just sat in a room closed off from the rest of the world. You never know who you're gonna meet. So yeah, get comfortable, train, that kind of stuff. And try to have fun. A situation is only as bad as you make it. I say in a jolly tone

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[Mokusu]

Mokusu envy the calm aura the crimson figured is projecting as he respond to his questions, all around them were distress yet there he sat like the world hasn’t changed. “Weird is right,” Mokusu said in a soft voice, depression still linger within him as he picked himself up from the floor.  

“The name’s Mokusu,” The Fox Tail bowed his body at the seated figured, the world may change but Mokusu had never forgotten his manners. “And I won’t be a burden to you any longer…” He continued as he straightens his body back up and started to walk to the door. Upon reaching the door, he looks back at the figure. “Thank you for your hospitality,” Mokusu know it was rude if he were to just walk out of the room without saying anything to the person who had aid him. “And thank you for the advice,” He said as he looks down at his body. He too feels that it’ll be a long time before they would all be back home so getting used to his new body would be his number one priority…  

“But for now…” He let out a smile to the red stranger, a smile he has given to the rising sun at that exact day and said, “I still need to accept this, so a room where I could shut myself in for a while would be best.” Sadness, his heart was filled with it. Still smiling, he give the stranger a bow before exiting the room and closing it behind him. 

Once on the other side of the door, Mokusu let out a sigh and swipe open the user interface. He had notice a small box floating beside the stranger’s head containing the words: Crimson Blood, and Mokusu chuckled as he now understand the character’s red get-up. He then clicked a button on the floating screen and write Crimson’s name on the recipient and a 300 coins next to it before writing a short message: 

Thank you once again, here is a small token for letting me sleep in your bed and don’t worry, I’m renting a room here. So, see you around. 

        ~ Mokusu  

Pressing send, He then proceed to the inn’s front counter, hoping to get a few more hours of sleep before planning his new life. 

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I'm ending it here, you can add one more post on your character reacting to Mokusu's actions, if you want and also; check them donations.. soo yeaah =3 | OOC

[kokkakku]

After Mokusu left the room I simply chuckled and said "He's going to make an excellant adventurer." He then left to look for more people in distress.

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OOC: I know this post is super short but I couldn't think of anything else to say XD. Also I accidentally posted this in my assassin character so please ignore that.