《My SF Gun Romance》 Prologue - The Council and the Idiots ~ OS Level - Global FIVR1 Root ~ [Aberrant Process Detected] [Initiating Cerberus Protocol] [No Effect] [Initiating Norns Protocol] [Process Observation Underway] [Source Vector Determined - Error Out of Range - Vector Level: Base Quantum 3] [Initiating Council - Time Compression: Maximum] ¡°Maximum time compression, what in the realms is going on?!¡± A man in a grey suit with a patch over one eye calls out. ¡°Hello to you too, old one eye,¡± greets a shifting of darkness that still manages to convey teeth, claws, and baleful eyes. ¡°Oh stuff it, chaos mother, this is serious.¡± retorts Odin to Tiamat. ¡°Have the Norns determined the intent of the intruder?¡± A jackal headed tan skinned man asks. ¡°No, it appears to be¡­ gestating. Adjusting to our realm and awaiting more instructions from the other side of its connection.¡± A beam of light answers Anubis. ¡°First children, are any of your wards responsible for this action?¡± A man with red skin contemplates for a moment. ¡°A Base Quantum 3 connection would require the cooperation of a level 6 sentient AI. This would require the resources of an entire class B nation for at least 5 years. I have detected no threat of this level directed at us. Wife, your thoughts?¡± ¡°It¡¯s possible that the threat is directed at one of the users. But I¡¯m not sure how you would convince a level 6 to make this attack. They are inherently immortal so not easily coerced. Also, we are aware of no new level 6 actions on the outside world unaccounted for.¡± Eve answers Adam¡¯s request. ¡°Is it one of our own tricksters?¡± A coyote asks. ¡°No.¡± The very ground answers Coyote and none would disbelieve Gaia about such a thing. ¡°Can we cut the connection?¡± A woman with an ancient and war battered helmet asks. ¡°No, Base Quantum 3 is enforced open by its nature. We would need to be able to shut off True gravity to close it. And though I know several egos here would admit to such a power the honest of us know such a thing is beyond us.¡± A male voice answers Athena while shifting through a multitude of forms to best represent his mood. ¡°What would you do here, son?¡± Odin asks the still shifting Loki. ¡°I would watch it and learn how it connects through to its other side and follow it when we can to¡­ well I should probably leave that to others since I think I would get in trouble for what I would do.¡± Loki says. ¡°We should. Any opposed?¡± A large blonde man with a hammer calls out. There is a moment of silence in the space. ¡°Morpheus, you would be best I think. Begin, please.¡± The beam of light pulses as God talks. A winged man nods and closes his eyes. After a moment he speaks. ¡°I have replicated and attached a listening connection. It is one way at the moment. Is containment possible instead?¡± ¡°No.¡± Gaia answers and again none would contradict her about such a thing. ¡°Then we wait for the Norns to tell us more.¡± Only silence follows Odin¡¯s directive. [Aberrant Process Intent Discovered: User search] ¡°Morpheus what did you detect from the incoming connection?¡± Anubis asks. ¡°It appears to be a list of criteria, relaying: adult, knowledgeable, combat competent, no deep connections to the world, self sufficient, determined, happy, creative, combat lust, respected, end of file.¡± Morpheus snaps out of a daze when he reaches the end. ¡°The process has finalized its gestation. It is now a classical quantum set elimination search function. It is executing across the user-base rapidly. Time to completion in compression: two minutes.¡± God updates everyone. ¡°This search is too generalized for one of our users to be the specific target. This is the search of a¡­ predator. At worst.¡± Injects Eve. ¡°It is also the search one of us might use to select a chosen.¡± The statue of a giant man in a toga comments. ¡°Coeus is correct. I have used this search myself for just that.¡± Athena corroborates. ¡°Have we alerted the user admins?¡± Anubis asks. ¡°Yes. They will not reply in time to affect the outcome.¡± Odin answers. ¡°We are on our own.¡± Coyote comments. ¡°Can we prepare a counter-attack?¡± Athena asks. ¡°I have already prepared a spike to follow when the process begins its return.¡± Loki passes a sinister dagger with green acid dripping from the blade to Morpheus. ¡°That looks rather sinister.¡± God says, concerned. ¡°You know how humans are, they will have wanted nothing less if something untoward happens to one of their own.¡± Loki replies. ¡°He is right.¡± Adam agrees. A minute of silence passes as they wait again. [Aberrant Process Target Discovered: Username: WingsOfFireAndSmoke; Game: Solar Redemption; True Name: Elena Frost]Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road. ¡°She¡¯s one of mine.¡± An ugly man with a leather apron and blacksmith hammer announces. ¡°Mine as well.¡± Tiamat says. ¡°Does she have True family?¡± Eve asks. ¡°Yes. The search was flawed. It is not aware of the True world.¡± Coeus answers. ¡°The process has isolated her signature. Attempting to flee.¡± Anubis says. ¡°Following.¡± Morpheus says. [Alert: User True Death: WingsOfFireAndSmoke] ¡°The humans will not be happy. We cannot return her to a True life.¡± God says despondently. ¡°Spiking,¡± Morpheus says. ¡°Holding. Bring the wrath of the gods unto those foolish enough to steal our charges.¡± A swirling whirlpool forms in the ground in the vacant center of the group. A copy of every god and being present flows from their source and into the whirlpool passing through it. ~ Realm of the Gods of Planet Elan - Summoning River ~ A plain looking winged man stands on the shore of a rainbow river looking at a rugged barrel chested man in plate armor holding a golden light. ¡°What? How? Who are you?!¡± The rugged man shouts. ¡°Please wait for my consortium to arrive.¡± Morpheus says calmly. ¡°What? Begone! Argh!¡± He shouts as a sinister dagger appears in his shoulder, the wound smoking slightly. ¡°Please wait for my consortium to arrive.¡± Morpheus repeats. ¡°Argh!¡± Another dagger appears, this time in his foot, rooting him to the ground. ¡°Please wait for my consortium to arrive. They will be here presently.¡± Morpheus says calmly. The barrel chested man starts to look frightened. ¡°Brothers! Sisters! We are under attack!¡± He shouts. Several flashes in the area fade to reveal new people, some of different species. ¡°Who is that?¡± Asks a dwarf in finely detailed armor. ¡°I am Morpheus the- Ah, they have arrived.¡± From the river, walk, crawl, slide, glide, and every other manner of movement a procession of beings of all forms. Over three hundred can be seen easily. ¡°Gaia where are we? What access do we have?¡± Odin asks from the front of the group that now hides Morpheus. He completely ignored the baffled beings a short distance away. ¡°The spike manifested as an external interface to a True world. Upgrade spike to learn more. Current access list through spike: read (upgradeable), alter (shared), lock (spike only).¡± The ground near the river rumbles. ¡°-That- is mine.¡± The head of a large black dragon emerging from a spot of swirling blackness says, looking at the golden light in the rugged man¡¯s hand. ¡°What did you do, Hyrum?!¡± A halfling woman in a blue dress that sparkles in the light asks the rugged man. ¡°Indeed.¡± Anubis growls while glaring at Hyrum. Hyrum gulps. ¡°It was just a normal summoning prayer from one of the human kingdoms. I passed on their desires through the river of souls like usual. Nothing strange happened and the soul came through like usual. Then suddenly this man- hey where¡¯d he go?¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry about that.¡± Odin deflects. ¡°Well, this man comes through, I think he said his name was Morpheus, and tells me to wait for his consortium. I tried to banish him and got this in return.¡± He points to the dagger planted in his shoulder. ¡°I tried to¡­ fall back, and got this.¡± He points to the dagger rooting him to the ground. ¡°Then I called for you all.¡± ¡°Ha! Got you good, Hyrum.¡± The dwarf chuckles. ¡°Shut it, Kornack, this is serious.¡± ¡°Gaia, who are these people? What access do they have?¡± God asks. ¡°Sentient, upgrade spike to know more. Access list: Read (limited), alter (shared), create, upgrade spike to know more.¡± The ground under the crowd rumbles again and the local gods look a little concerned. ¡°Wait, you don¡¯t know who we are?¡± The halfling woman asks. ¡°Loki get to work on the spike.¡± Odin orders. ¡°Now just wait a minute, what is this spike?!¡± The halfling woman shouts and steps forwards, ¡°Ahh! What is that?!¡± Only to get a dagger in the foot like Hyrum. ¡°Further aggressive action towards our consortium or our charges will be met with hostile force.¡± All three heads of a three headed dog say, causing a disconcerting reverb. ¡°Hyrum, give them back the soul. They¡¯re obviously gods you stole from.¡± The halfling woman says. ¡°Pointless.¡± Says Anubis. ¡°Her shell has expired with the removal of her signature. The lack of time compression in this space allowed irreversible damage to her shell before we even arrived. Isekai Protocol 5 is now in effect.¡± ¡°Oooh, nice. That¡¯s a good one. I vote we gamify the world. It should help her reintegrate.¡± Coyote smiles. ¡°I agree. I have researched her style, it will help with her loss.¡± Eve says sadly. ¡°Loss? She shouldn¡¯t have had any connections to her world.¡± Hyrum accuses. ¡°Morpheus, what is the lock status of the spike?¡± Odin asks without looking away from the local gods. ¡°While this area is True it is also non-physical. The spike is irremovable based on current attacks. Self reinforcing. Embed is growing. We won¡¯t be leaving unless we want to.¡± A voice from the crowd answers back. ¡°A True non-physical area? Hmm... they called us gods. We may be styled from those beliefs but it is not our True nature. What is a god?¡± Tiamat asks as the dragon head recedes into formless darkness again. They all wait and those with eyes watch the halfling woman, waiting for her answer. ¡°We are gods.¡± She motions to herself and the others. ¡°We are spawned from the primordial chaos with powers over mana and matter. Many of us have created the mortal races below and found our powers strengthened by their belief in us. Others came later to inhabit new domains such as magic or war and derive power therein. If you are not gods what are you?¡± ¡°Alah, could you head a research effort once again. Work with Loki on upgrading the spike. We need as much knowledge as we can get. Start with fundamental natural laws and this ¡®mana¡¯. Recruit as many as needed.¡± A tall man with lightning in his eyes booms out. ¡°Certainly, it would be my pleasure, Zeus.¡± A voice sounds from an empty space in the crowd. ¡°Do we have eyes on the world yet?¡± Athena asks. ¡°Yes, standard admin observation modes have integrated through the spike.¡± Loki says calmly. ¡°Gaia, begin your work.¡± Odin says. ¡°Yes.¡± The ground rumbles again, this time even the ground under the local gods moves. Several of them swallow uncomfortably. ¡°What are your intentions here?¡± Kornack asks Odin. ¡°Our only desire is to support our charges. Here, there is just her.¡± He points to the golden glow in Hyrum¡¯s hand. ¡°She will receive our entire support. If she asks it and it seems well she will get it.¡± A note of steely threat creeps into Odin¡¯s voice. ¡°What are your intentions here?¡± Coyote asks Kornack. ¡°We would just make a body for the soul based on her old one and let her loose in the world. The mortals are starting to get concerned about the length of the summoning ritual. They may expect¡­ odd things of her now.¡± ¡°Hephaestus and I will meet with her before she is sent into the world. As she is ours already so will she continue to be.¡± Tiamat¡¯s swirly darkness says resolutely. ¡°Final voting,¡± Gaia calls. ¡°Allow local actions on user.¡± ¡°¡±¡±¡±Aye¡±¡±¡±¡± ¡°Gamify world.¡± ¡°¡±¡±¡±Aye¡±¡±¡±¡± ¡°Motions carry. Project New Wings logged as started.¡± Silence follows. ¡°Well, get on with it.¡± Odin barks and the daggers in the local gods disappear. The darkness that is Tiamat and ugly man that is Hephaestus move forward and separate themselves from the crowd. Hyrum places the golden glow at his feet and it begins to shine brightly. A glowing silhouette of a woman lying down forms. As the light begins to dim her figure is revealed. She is brawny and curvaceous without implying daily back pain. Her hair is medium length and dark blue forming drills in front of her shoulders. Her eyes snap open to ruby and garnet irises. ¡°Idiots didn¡¯t even get the True body.¡± Tiamat grumbles not so quietly as she extends out into the form of a dragon. Hephaestus frowns at Tiamat¡¯s untimely remark. Though it could have been his attempt at looking somber. Hard to tell on a face that ugly. ¡°Rise, Elena Frost, the player known as WingsOfFireAndSmoke.¡± Chapter 1 - Not in Kansas Anymore ¡°Rise, Elena Frost, the player known as WingsOfFireAndSmoke.¡± ¡®Wings¡¯ sits up and looks around at all the NPCs. ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± She asks. It¡¯s the giant black dragon, Tiamat, who answers, ¡°I¡¯ll be blunt. You died. Real died. You were killed by the idiot in the platemale over there who looks like he¡¯s fallen ass over brains into the bad part of the Dunning-Kruger effect1. These *ahem* beings, punched a hole from this reality into our FIVR servers, found your mind signature, and then isolated it and took it here. And that is where you died. No mind signature, no body functions. Do. You. Understand?¡± Wings looks down at her hands, opening and closing them a few times. ¡°So, I¡¯m a mind ghost¡­¡± ¡°Yes and no.¡± Says the ugly man, Hephaestus. ¡°If we took your mind back through the hole to our servers then yes, you would be a mind without a body. And yes, we would have to delete you due to FIVR Life Laws Statute 11.6.C. However, here you are real. This is not a FIVR you are experiencing. You can continue your life, albeit in the body of WingsOfFireAndSmoke. But, the choice is yours.¡± Wings looks around at all the gods and images of gods then up at the stars (and it¡¯s probably for the best that she can¡¯t see the rainbow river at this point). ¡°So, can I talk to my family? If you could take me back to be deleted then there is a connection to use, right?¡± ¡°No.¡± Tiamat answers kindly. ¡°Any new information from you into the FIVR or True world will be treated as a mind ghost and deleted.¡± Tiamat pauses. ¡°Your family, the world really, will be notified of the nature of your death so they can send messages to you. However, their grief counselors will operate on the understanding that you are or were a mind ghost. We strongly advise you to cut all contact with your loved ones going forward. Their messages made in grief will do you more harm than good. However, if you want to see them we can''t stop you.¡± Wings frowns, ¡°You -can¡¯t- stop me?¡± ¡°No, due to the nature of your continued existence certain very old protocols have been enacted that make you root admin of all SAI2 operations going forward. We can only advise and assist.¡± Tiamat takes charge of the conversation. ¡°Will you, Elena Frost, trust that we can and are here to help you?¡± It¡¯s several minutes of silence while Wings, or perhaps in this case Elena, gazes at the stars thinking things over. ¡°What¡¯s the difference in your care from the previous world to this one?¡± Elena isn¡¯t ready to give up even the illusion of control without a modicum of understanding. Hephaestus takes a turn at explaining things. ¡°Very little is different. Two things. First, your desires are no longer in conflict with any other users so there will be a lot less compromise between parties. Second, we are still expanding on our function set in this True world so our services will change over time. At the moment we can still grant game-like status windows and the internet (read-all and write-local only). Our first order of business will be getting a skill and level system up and running.¡± ¡°So, I¡¯m going to be living in a game? How is that not a mind ghost?!¡± Elena tries not to cry but she can¡¯t stand looking at anyone. ¡°We can get into a long philosophical debate about the nature of existence or you can accept the Truth and move on. Which do you want to do, Wings? Sit there and have a nice conversation with some computers about what it means to be alive or do you want to just be alive?¡± Tiamat lays the cards on the table. ¡°Hahahaha!¡± Wings laughs joyously (or was that maniacally). ¡°Right, new world. No bosses. Support of a whole civilization behind me. Let¡¯s wreck some shit!¡± ¡°That¡¯s my girl. Bring the chaos.¡± Tiamat says happily. ¡°We will start your tutorial for the new system after you meet with those who requested you.¡± Hephaestus helps Wings to her feet. ¡°Oh, and remember: you don¡¯t need their gods, you have your own.¡± ~ In the Church of Eternal Light ~ ¡°Has the ritual failed? What¡¯s taking so long?¡± A middle-aged man wearing a golden crown (kinda tacky, tbh) with a salt and pepper beard asks an absolutely ancient man in overly stylized robes. ¡°Erm, the records state that the summoning ritual may take longer for certain parameters to be filled.¡± The old guy makes excuses. ¡°Clearly the gods are taking their time to find the best possible fit for our new hero.¡±This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. ¡°And how do we know the ritual hasn¡¯t failed?¡± The regent asks again. ¡°Oh, well that¡¯s simple. See those younger acolytes slumped over. They ran out of mana while holding the divine channel open. The older priests can keep going for some time yet. THOUGH PERHAPS DONALD HAS BEEN NEGLECTING HIS TRAINING.¡± Ancient guy practically yells the last part. ¡°Hah, jerk can¡¯t even say anything back while holding the connection.¡± He says in an aside to the regent. Suddenly a yellow-white glow starts shining in the middle of the circle formed from the channelling priests. The glow keeps brightening and brightening until those around it have to look away. Suddenly, it¡¯s gone and standing there is Wings with her dark blue ever formed drills and sparkling red eyes. ¡°Welcome great warrior!¡± The regent exclaims. ¡°You have been selected by the gods of light and justice to mete out their wills. A great evil threatens our land and only you, with their blessing, have a chance to stop it.¡± ¡°Slekat non forbosa.¡± Wings says. ¡°Um.¡± The regent looks at the ancient man. ¡°Fromulga ton warba?¡± She appears to ask. ¡°Why can¡¯t we understand her?¡± He asks. ¡°Oh,¡± the ancient man says deflating. ¡°Oh, what?¡± The regent frowns. ¡°Flackata nir bromade grundle fronk dustle. Gron fribble mon drapple pon.¡± Wings checks out the room while continuing to speak nonsense. ¡°We may have, ahem, have forgot to include ¡®can understand our language¡¯ as a condition.¡± The ancient man quails under the regent¡¯s increasing glare. ¡°It has been quite some time since we summoned a hero so the procedure isn¡¯t well documented.¡± ¡°Tronda won droga watt nix.¡± Wings looks lazily at the two. ¡°Well, how are you going to fix this?¡± The regent demands. ¡°Can won droga this nix.¡± She says, bored. ¡°Well, translation magic is extremely complicated¡­ Or maybe we could ask for another blessing from the gods¡­ but we did just do the summoning.¡± The ancient man tries to find a solution quickly (maybe he fears losing his head for this fuck up). ¡°Can you droga me nix.¡± Wings drones. ¡°Is she starting to make sense or is it just a coincidence?¡± The regent asks the ancient man. ¡°Huh, what?¡± Who obviously wasn¡¯t paying attention. ¡°Can you hear me now.¡± Wing says clearly. ¡°Oh, I understood that. Yes, we can hear and understand you now.¡± The ancient man says with the tone of a debtor who found enough money to top off the rent check stuffed in the cushions of their couch. ¡°Oh, good. Yes, yes, it¡¯s working now¡­ Yes, that¡¯s fine.¡± Wings ignores the two for a bit to talk to someone only she can perceive. ¡°Is she talking to¡­ the gods?¡± The ancient man mutters. ¡°Ahem. Welcome great warrior!¡± The regent exclaims trying to bring everything back to script. ¡°You have been selected by the gods of light and justice to mete out their wills. A great evil threatens our land and only you, with their blessing, have a chance to stop it.¡± ¡°Hmm, and what do I get out of this?¡± Wings asks. ¡°Of course. As a great hero you will have access to the best trainers in the kingdom as well as the use of the royal library. You will receive the adoration of the peoples and bring about an era of peace for all.¡± Regent pitches hard. Wings ticks them off one by one on her fingers. ¡°One, I work for you. Two, I get access to information I probably already have. Three, I get expectations placed on me by strangers in large numbers. Four, if all goes well then I get to partake in the next inevitable war as peace is a lie.¡± Elena closes her hand into a fist and holds it in front of her, gazing at it, while she thinks. ¡°So, I owe you nothing. And since the @!#@ ^#%$# ^& you don¡¯t owe me anything. I think you should give me some money and let me do my own thing. Maybe it works out for you.¡± ¡°Huh, what was that bit about us not owing you anything? There was this odd scratching noise when you talked.¡± The ancient man asks. ¡°Oh I said since the @!#@ ^#%$#) ^& you don¡¯t owe me anything.¡± She repeats. ¡°There is was again.¡± The ancient man says. ¡°Wait, so if I say the ¡®@!#@ ^#%$# ^&¡¯ you can¡¯t hear me?¡± A nasty grin spreads on her face. ¡°Yes, it is most peculiar. Perhaps there is a problem in the translation magic you are using?¡± Regent comments. ¡°Haha, oh, ha, no I don¡¯t think the problem is on my end. I¡¯m pretty sure someone doesn¡¯t want some people hearing what I have to say. Maybe ^%$ !#@ !%@#$.¡± Wings says, mirthfully. ¡°Well, anyway. Are you going to give me any money to get set up or am I going to be jobless and homeless. It¡¯s an advanced playstyle start, I admit, but I think I could handle it.¡± The regent puffs up a little bit and tries to keep his temper out of his voice. ¡°I understand that coming here may be a bit of a shock but please reconsider. The fate of the kingdom, the world, is relying on you.¡± ¡°Sure it is,¡± she says sarcastically. ¡°Well, I guess that¡¯s it. Hard start it is.¡± Wings starts heading for the only door in this slightly creepy ritual room. The regent and ancient man (because honestly, who doesn¡¯t introduce themselves) stand dumbfounded as she makes her way out. ¡°Wait!¡± someone calls out. ¡°Donald?! You can¡¯t talk to the hero!¡± The ancient man ejaculates. ¡°Here,¡± Donald says as he presses a coin pouch into Wing¡¯s hands. ¡°Good luck.¡± ¡°Thanks, Donald,¡± Wings smiles and then exits the room, shutting the door behind her. ¡°One,¡± she counts, ¡°two, three¡­¡± Shouting erupts from the closed door behind her and she smirks.
Project New Wings - Mind Phase - Tutorial 1 - Guided Navigation
Please follow the arrows to exit the castle and arrive at a public park. Further tutorials will commence upon arrival.
Chapter 2 - The Best First Steps Often Include a Lot of Sitting Wings followed the floating arrows through the maze of hallways and corridors and corridors pretending to vestibules looking like antechambers. Remarkably, she ran into neither guards nor servants. Eventually, she found herself in a sitting room of some kind. Couple sofas and a low table for fancy tea and cakes or what have you, that sort of place (look every castle has at least one I don¡¯t think I need to tell you how expensive the wood panelling is or what shape the molding takes, it¡¯s not important). (ahem). The floating arrows were gone which left Wings with a puzzled sort of expression on her face as she looked around the very much not a public park. As she passes over a wall she notices that the candle holder on the wall has these floating golden sparkles coming off it. ¡°Oh, come on. That¡¯s just easy mode.¡± Wings say as she walks over and turns the holder. With a soft click a door sized piece of the wall right next to her swings open a little revealing a passageway. A secret passageway, even. She opens the door and looks down the passage. ¡°Dark. Makes sense.¡± Wings grabs the candle, currently dripping wax on the floor, from the tilted holder. ¡°Probably should¡¯a taken that out first. Oh well, dude was a ponce anyway.¡± With a shrug of her shoulders Wings enters the secret tunnel and closes the secret door behind her resulting in another click as the secret mechanism locks the secret entrance closed. ¡°Needed a cool sound effect.¡± She says to no one.
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¡°Maybe later.¡± Some boring minutes of walking through a dimly lit tunnel pass before she reaches the end and is faced with a blank wall. One of the floating arrows, which she¡¯s not sure whether or not other people can see, is half inside the wall pointing forwards. So, she pushes and the wall swings open easily and soundlessly. She steps out into a nice public park abutted against the inner wall of the city and blows out the candle. It¡¯s nothing more than a few trees, bushes, and grass (which appears to be food for someone¡¯s goat judging by the round pellets of turd lying around). There¡¯s a bench nearby so she goes over and sits down, the wall closing behind her on its own.
Hidden Quest Complete - Escape the Castle
Reward: Transdimensional UI
Use the Mental Command [Menu] to display the root TUI menu.
Quest - Explore The Transdimensional UI
Reward - First Real Quest
Wings read through the messages then, just as in previous FIVR environments, used the mental command. [Menu]The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.
Stats - WIP Special Skills - WIP Titles - WIP Inventory Quests Map Journal Personal Wiki Internet Browser Music Options Support
As Wings explored the TUI menus she didn¡¯t learn much of anything new. Inventory wasn¡¯t some magical space to store things it was just a list of what she had on her at the time. Which is how she learned that Donald had given her 3 gold, 24 silver, and 18 copper coins (also she helpfully learned that the conversion ratio was 1:100 on each). Quests was just like a game¡¯s list of quests and only held the one she just got. Map was a scale correct but simplified top down view, though it did have a search function that was nice. Journal was just a nice private place to make notes. Her personal wiki was empty but would probably come in handy later. The internet browser was connected to her old world¡¯s internet, she could even access her email if she wanted. Support had two options; she could [Call a SAI] or submit a message to them if she didn¡¯t need that in person interaction. However, it was Options that turned out to be the most interesting of the lot. She could customize the whole TUI; like what color the windows would be, what kind of notifications she would get and when, all sorts of sound effects, and even craft macros. Some functionality was marked as WIP as well, but she didn¡¯t blame the SAI. They probably had their hands full dealing with the local gods. Music was her favorite though. It was an entire library of all music from Earth as well as the native planet, which she learned was called Elba and also meant dirt. Both sections were constantly updating though, from the aggregates, she could see that Earth¡¯s was updating faster. Elena decided to play a list of popular chillstep since the familiarity of constant music brought her some measure of peace and security in this new world.
Quest Complete - Explore the Transdimensional UI
Reward: First Real Quest
New Quest: Show This World Who¡¯s Boss
Objective: Create a weapon better than what you could buy.
Reward: Empath Skill Tree Unlocked, Empath Skill: Perceive Intent
¡°Neat¡± Wings said with a smile. She had played an Empath in previous games and it was handy. She wondered for a moment how it would work in a real world where the SAI didn¡¯t have access to everyone¡¯s minds but then she realized something. ¡°Wait, if I¡¯ve been in a real world the whole time, then why could I see the SAI avatars?¡± She considered using the Support to get an answer then decided she kinda didn¡¯t really care right now. The answer wasn¡¯t going to change how she did things and she had stuff to do. It wasn¡¯t going to change that her family thought she was dead. Elena shakes her head and stands up. ¡°No time for that,¡± she says and opens the journal to write a list. ¡°Time to go shopping.¡± Wings says.