So here he was in a void talking to a figure that sounded like and had the outline of my mother. Lux was usually really good at turning his brain off and just going with the flow, but right now that didn’t seem like the case. The figure made a motion with its hands, and light crept into the dark void, forming a table and two chairs. They… her… it? took a seat in one and motioned for him to do the same. His body moved on its own, and he sat with his hands at his side whilst staring at whatever this thing was.


    "Alright, four options This is a pretty important decision, so think on it really hard.”


    He once again didn’t respond and just stared. It sounded completely like Mom, and that creeped him out to no end. Classes, okay, he had played D&D and Baldur''s Gate, and a myriad of other fantasy games, so a starting class wouldn''t be too hard to choose, right?


    “Is there a way to see my stats? Do I even have stats?”


    Those were a thing, right? His voice was unsure, but the figure didn’t respond, and in front of him a black screen with white writing appeared like a pop-up.


    Name: Lux Meridian


    Race: Human [Earth] Level 1


    Class: N/A


    Health Points (HP): 70/70


    Mana Points (MP): 70/70


    Stamina: 60/60


    Stats


    Strength: 12


    Agility: 7


    Endurance: 6


    Vitality: 7


    Toughness: 9


    Wisdom: 8


    Intelligence: 7


    Perception: 5


    Willpower: 6


    Free points: 0


    Titles


    N/A


    Yeah, so that didn’t help him out that much, especially seeing as he didn’t know how good or bad his stats were, but Lux’s immediate guess was that he wasn’t working with anything amazing.


    “Can you go a little more in-depth on these stats?”


    He didn’t even know the classes yet, but knowing his baseline was needed gather the information, plan, and then execute; that was the smart thing to do.


    There was an empty silence between the two, and before Lux spoke up again, the figure outlined in light spoke.


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    “For a human of Earth, the average for a stat is 10; 20 is considered the peak of what someone of your race could accomplish, but of course there are outliers.”


    His mother—no, not his mother but the thing that sounded like her—explained. So basically he was right in his assumption: he sucked ass at everything and only had above-average strength. expected seeing as he was a bigger guy and had what some would call cheat strength


    “Okay.”


    Still unsure whether or not this was actually happening, he took in a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let go of everything. His shoulders sagged, and he opened his eyes once more.


    “Those classes can I see—”


    Before Lux could finish, the black and white screen in front of him expanded, and an array of information was provided.


    Warrior: Your bread and butter of a class, simple good, strong good. Ooga booga, think knight, think barbarian. Your path dictates where this class ultimately culminates +2 Str, +1 Vit, +1 End, +1 Tough (stats per level).


    Ranger: Your sneaky class is not so simple but also kind of simple. Think rogue, think hunter; your path dictates where this class ultimately culminates +2 Per, +1 Agi, +1 End, +1 Str (stats per level).


    Caster: You’re a wizard, Harry. magic goes boom. What you lack in strength, you make up in the ability to summon magic. This class isn’t simple; think of wizards and sorcerers. Your path dictates where this class ultimately culminates. +2 Int, +1 Wis, +1 Will, +1 Per (stats per level)


    Healer: So you want to help? Imagine a caster, but instead of boom, you do the opposite: heal those around you and yourself. Think of priests and clerics (yes, there’s a difference). Your path dictates where this class ultimately culminates. +2 Will, +2 Wis, +1 Int (stats per level)


    Yeah, that was about what he’d expect for beginning classes. One thing he found odd was how the system worded the descriptions. Shouldn''t it be more formal?


    “Why are the descriptions for the classes so… informal?”


    Hell, it made a Harry Potter reference.


    “The system is using phrases and dialect that the initiate finds easiest to understand. It''s a means to make your initiation easier to understand.”


    So the system knew Harry Potter, and it was explaining classes in a way that Lux would understand; sure, that was understandable. This whole situation was understandable; totally, he wasn''t coping with sarcasm. No, that would be silly.


    “Any suggestions for what class I should take?”


    He didn''t get an answer, and Lux didn''t believe asking again would lead to a different response, so he mulled over everything he knew. Each class had a stat increase of five points per level; the healer was the only class with a stat increase of 2 int two stats. two of his lower stats at that, not that any of his stats were high. He scoffed at his own thoughts. The healer didn’t fit; he didn’t know where he was going to be transported or if there would be people around. Healers needed a team. so he blocked that class out.


    “Starting classes, are they provided with any beginner''s gear?”


    “No gear will be provided after class selection.”


    His mother''s voice broke down his train of thought, and he grumbled a curse. caster, who didn''t want magic? But honestly, mages were weak early on and only thrived within groups like a healer. Well, traditional mages, and whilst Lux could try to power game his life, he had to be smart here. Caster was a no-go.


    “Any information on where my tutorial will take place?”


    It was worth a shot, right? He had gotten an answer for most of his questions; he just didn''t want to lock in on something and regret it later.“No information about the tutorial can be shared at this moment.”


    “Of course.”


    He was definitely feeling bitter right now. Okay, the last two classes were both physical, but one called out to him. He liked the speedy types sneaking and long-range fighting. Hunters were cool; he could definitely see himself on that path. Most of his favorite fictional characters were either mages or some type of rogue; maybe he could use them as a template and become something amazing. Yeah right, the sensible choice was the most simple one, the one that added onto his best stat the most. Warrior, it was simple, it was boring, it was safe. Mentally he made the choice.


    You have chosen the warrior class. Confirm?


    He confirmed and felt a small twinge in his stomach. He expected a pop-up, maybe some skills for his class, but he didn’t get anything.


    “This is crazy.”


    He muttered to himself, staring at the figure across from the table. He had so many questions, but he didn’t know which to ask first or if he should ask any at all; it’d most likely end up with him being more confused in the end.


    “So how’s this work? Do you just, like, send me away and check up on me periodically? i’ve never been in this situation so im not sure how to proceed”


    “With time you will learn more; have faith, Lux, in yourself most of all.”


    His mother''s voice gave him a genuine sense of comfort. The expressionless black void slowly morphed; white light formed a mouth and a small smile, followed by two white orbs for eyes. “Good luck, have fun. Don’t die.”


    Was that going to become a thing? He just sighed, not even bothering to respond, as he felt his entire form shift. The black void was replaced, and he fell to his knees. Clean wood was below him, and he let out a haggard breath. Looking up and around, he saw spears, swords, and pikes pointed at him, men and women dressed in armor, and a man with a crown sitting on a throne looking down at him.


    “Fuck me.”


    Was he just isekai''d?