Chapter 3: I am Baron Cohen! (Rewritten)

"Sir.. Why did you choose this option, when you could have just given him something-"

Argonistimatem raised a hand, silencing Dermondi mid-sentence.

"Dermondi, don't you think it would be more interesting to watch him navigate his own path? To see how he thrives in a world of his choosing, armed with his specialty?"

Dermondi pondered for a moment, his wings fluttering in contemplation. He nodded silently, understanding his boss's perspective. After all, the journey of an anomaly was meant to be unpredictable and filled with surprises.

Without further discussion, Dermondi called upon the next anomaly, as the cosmic beings continued their task of guiding and observing those who had crossed over the realms of the unknown.

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Year: 2126 AD

"Young master.." A rough yet caring voice called out to me, snapping me out of my daze. I blinked my eyes open, adjusting to the bright light that filled the room. Standing beside my bed was a woman with sleek black hair, dressed in a traditional maid's attire.

"Please wake up, Young master," she repeated, her tone filled with concern.

I sat up slowly, rubbing my temples to shake off the remnants of confusion.

Memories flooded back to me, reminding me of the choice I had made and the world I had entered. It was Overlord, the world of fantasy and adventure that I had longed to explore.

I rose from the plush bed and hastily made my way towards the bathroom, eager to freshen up and gather my thoughts. The maid gave me a nod of approval, understanding my need for a moment of privacy.

As I entered the lavishly designed bathroom, my eyes widened at the sight before me. A gleaming bathtub adorned with a golden faucet beckoned me, its opulence reflecting the grandeur of this world. The walls boasted intricate tilework, each pattern meticulously crafted to create a stunning visual display.

"It wasn't a dream," I murmured, the realization sinking in as I observed my transformed appearance in the mirror. The face staring back at me was no longer the one I had known in my previous life.

My once brown hair had turned a striking shade of blonde, cascading in waves around my features.

The contours of my face had changed, exhibiting a youthful charm and a touch of mischievousness. A small freckle adorned my nose, adding a playful detail to my overall appearance.

My lips, now vibrant red, seemed to exude an air of confidence, suggesting that any outfit would effortlessly suit me.

Examining my reflection, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the handsome countenance before me.

Realizing that I had been reincarnated into a younger body, my thoughts turned to the age I should now be. As a manifestation of the anomaly, I surmised that my physical age aligned with my previous life's age of 21 years. Yet, this new form appeared to be in its teenage years, brimming with youthful vitality and energy.

I quickly finished brushing my teeth, rinsed my mouth, and wiped my face with a towel. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I was immediately struck by the surreal and futuristic ambiance of the room.

I didn't get a look because I rushed to the bathroom but it was unlike anything I had ever seen before. The walls were pristine white, giving the space an immaculate and modern feel. But what truly caught my attention were the transparent tubes that adorned the room.

These tubes, filled with a mesmerizing purple light, snaked along the walls and ceiling, creating a captivating visual spectacle. They seemed to pulsate with energy, adding an otherworldly glow to the surroundings.

As I took a closer look at the bed, I noticed that it appeared quite ordinary compared to the rest of the room. It had a simple design, with a comfortable-looking mattress, a neatly folded blanket, and a soft pillow. The side of the bed was adorned with a gray panel, adding a touch of modernity to the otherwise conventional piece of furniture.

The wall behind the bed is made of yellow glass, it emitted a warm and inviting glow. Embedded within the glass were multiple circular bright lights, each radiating a soft yellow hue. The combination of the glass wall and the illuminated circles created a captivating visual effect, casting a gentle ambiance over the room.

Next to the bed was a transparent computer, displaying a holographic interface that seemed to float in mid-air. Its sleek design and see-through casing gave it a futuristic appearance. I could see the faint glow of the digital display, indicating its readiness for use. The keyboard, however, was slightly less transparent, with visible keys that offered a tactile typing experience.

Beside the computer, I noticed a small capsule that piqued my curiosity. It had a translucent exterior, allowing me to glimpse the contents within. Nestled inside the capsule was a vibrant green helmet, exuding an air of technological sophistication. Next to it, there was a jack, suggesting that the helmet was meant to be connected to something.

I knew that the capsule would be the famous full dive virtual reality that my previous year can't even achieve.

As I kept exploring the room, I couldn't help but notice the poster adorning the walls. There were these colorful posters of some anime I've never seen before. The characters were all flashy and caught in intense battles or emotional moments. It added a nice touch of excitement and pop culture to the room.

Right next to the anime posters were these action figures lined up on a shelf. I gotta say, the two that stood out the most were Darth Vader and Shrek.

Yeah, I know, it's a weird combo, but they were posed like they were having an epic showdown. It's like a clash between sci-fi and fairy tale, all in one display. It's kind of old-school, but it brings back some nostalgic vibes and shows off the previous owner's personal tastes and imagination.

I got on to the transparent computer and quickly found out what my family name was, Cohen.

I was astounded by what I discovered. The Cohen family was no ordinary family in the year 2126 they were renowned and held in high regard as one of the most prestigious families of the time. Their legacy was deeply intertwined with a company called Cohen Industry.

Cohen Industry was a powerhouse, constantly pushing the boundaries of technological advancement. Their range of products was vast, spanning from cutting-edge weaponry like laser-guided missiles for the military, to everyday gadgets such as pollution and radiation-filtering masks. But perhaps the crown jewel of their achievements was a groundbreaking technology that revolutionized the way we combat pollution.

This ingenious invention was capable of absorbing pollutants from the air, effectively cleaning it and allowing people to breathe freely without the need for masks or fear of contamination. It was an unprecedented feat that garnered the Cohen family immense recognition and earned them the title of saviors of mankind. Their contribution to the world was hailed as extraordinary, and they became an internationally acclaimed family known for their remarkable accomplishments

My father, Desmond Cohen, and my mother, Emily Cohen, were the pillars of the Cohen household. I am the youngest out of the 7 children of the household.

"Young master, the breakfast is ready."

"I'll be right there!" I replied.

I quickly closed the information on the computer and turned my attention to the maid who had informed me about breakfast. With a sense of eagerness, I made my way out of the room and followed her towards the dining area.

The hallways of the mansion were spacious and adorned with elegant artwork and decorative pieces, befitting the grandeur of the Cohen family.

Upon reaching the dining area, I noticed a large modern table adorned with an array of delicious-looking dishes.

I stared at the food.

"Is it not to your liking, young master?" the maid genuinely asked.

I looked at the maid, momentarily taken aback by her question. It wasn't that the food wasn't to my liking, but rather the sheer extravagance of having such a lavish spread for breakfast.

I had grown up in a modest household in my previous life, where a simple bowl of cereal or a slice of toast would suffice for breakfast.

"No, it's not that," I replied, my voice laced with both curiosity and appreciation. "It's just that this breakfast.. It's incredibly luxurious."

The maid nodded understandingly, her eyes still fixed on me. "Young master, the Cohen family believes in providing the best for its members. Every meal is prepared with meticulous care and attention to detail. We strive to offer a dining experience that reflects the prestige and stature of our family."

I couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and gratitude. Choosing the trait of [Endless money] and being reincarnated into the Cohen family came with a level of privilege that I had never anticipated. The abundance and opulence surrounding me were a stark contrast to the humble life I had known before.

As I took my first bite, the flavors exploded in my mouth. The meat was tender and succulent, the salad crisp and vibrant. Each dish was a symphony of flavors, a testament to the culinary expertise that accompanied the Cohen name.

"Ah, thank you.. come to think of it I haven't caught your name.. yet?" I said to the maid next to me, providing me with milk.

"Oh, it's Reah," the maid responded with a gentle smile. Her voice carried a hint of warmth and kindness, contrasting with her otherwise expressionless demeanor. She seemed surprised by my interest in knowing her name, as if it was an uncommon occurrence for someone in my position to inquire about the servants.

"Reah," I repeated, savoring the sound of her name. "Thank you for your service, Reah. I appreciate your assistance."

Reah nodded, her eyes briefly meeting mine before she averted her gaze. "You're welcome, young master. It is my duty to ensure your comfort and well-being."

As I eagerly devoured the sumptuous breakfast spread before me, Reah efficiently cleared away the empty plates and utensils, skillfully maneuvering a cart laden with dishes. Her movements were precise and graceful, a testament to her years of experience serving the Cohen family.

As I stood up from my seat, a whiff of my own body odor hit me, and I couldn't help but cringe.

Reah, the ever-observant maid, seemed unfazed by my physical state. It was a testament to her professionalism and perhaps a reminder that in the grand scheme of things, such trivial matters held little significance. Her focus was on providing support and care, not judging me for a momentary lapse in cleanliness.

In a rush of embarrassment, I quickly made my way back to my room.

I entered the bathroom, eager to wash off the sweat and freshen up. As the water cascaded down my body, I couldn't help but notice the well-defined muscles.

It seemed that this new body I had been reincarnated into was not only blessed with a handsome face but also a strong and fit form. I couldn't deny the satisfaction that came with this realization.

I exited the bathroom and changed into casual clothes a white T-shirt and blue shorts.

I settled into the plush gaming chair, feeling its comfort envelop me as I positioned myself in front of my personal computer. I contemplated the timing of my reincarnation, whether if I had arrived in this world at the precise moment when YGGDRASIL, the renowned virtual reality game, was released.

As I logged into my computer, memories from my previous life flooded my mind. YGGDRASIL was a game that had captured the attention of countless players around the world, offering an immersive and expansive virtual world like no other. It was renowned for its stunning graphics, intricate gameplay mechanics, and vast array of possibilities.

However, there was a sense of uncertainty lingering within me. While I possessed knowledge about the game and its mechanics from my previous life, I couldn't be certain if I had indeed arrived in this new world at the exact time of its release. Perhaps I was a few years early, or maybe I had missed its launch altogether.

I typed YGGDRASIL on the search bar and what appears is only a discussion of it.

As I delved into the discussions surrounding YGGDRASIL, I realized that the game hadn't gained widespread popularity at the exact moment of its release. It seemed that its true potential and allure were discovered by players in the years that followed.

I read one of the comments.

Hotdogseller: "MMORPG again? How boring."

IamJoe: "Eh! I hope this game promises that it has the freedom that I wanttt."

ShutinNerd: "Yo dawg, this game looks dope!"

Hotdogseller: "Dude, you're just saying that because you'll finally get a chance to interact with people without leaving your basement."

There's a hot MILF in your area!

ShutinNerd: "Hey, I've got a level 99 social interaction stat online. Can't say the same about you and your hotdogs!"

I've read a lot more comments about the game. And it seems that there are not as many expectations from it as I thought it would.

I searched for the official release date of YGGDRASIL which is March 12 2126.

I marked the release date on my calendar. "Just a few more months" I muttered to myself.

The anticipation was building up, knowing that soon I would be able to dive into the virtual world of YGGDRASIL and experience all its wonders.

"A few months huh? I guess I can use the time to familiarize myself with the machine" I glance at my right side, staring at the green capsule.

I walked towards the capsule, its sleek design and futuristic appearance captivating my attention. I reached out and gently touched the smooth surface, feeling a tingle of anticipation run through me. This was it, the moment I had been waiting for.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the capsule and carefully put on the green helmet. It fit perfectly, securing itself snugly around my head. I felt a slight buzz of electricity.

I tapped the button on the right side of the head gear. As the blue light enveloped my vision, I felt a strange sensation coursing through my body. It started with a tingling feeling in my legs, akin to pins and needles. I brushed it off as a temporary side effect, assuming it would soon subside. But to my surprise, the numbness spread, and I gradually lost all feeling in my lower extremities.

Panic began to set in as I realized I couldn't move my legs. My attempts to wiggle my toes or shift my weight proved futile. The realization struck me that something was not right. I tried to call out for help, but my voice was barely a whisper, quickly fading away into the void.

As the numbness reached my torso, my body felt disconnected, as if I was floating in a void of nothingness.

Fear and confusion gripped my mind as I struggled to comprehend what was happening. Thoughts raced through my head, wondering if I had made a mistake, if something had gone horribly wrong.

And then, out of nowhere, I heard the sound of glass shattering. "What the... stars?" I exclaimed, my voice filled with disbelief. "Holy shit, am I flying?" I blurted out, unable to contain my astonishment as I felt myself floating in space.

[Pro3ext Successfully loaded] the voice declared with a hint of mechanical resonance.

[Host compatibility... 100%,]

[Neural Synapse... Completed]

[User Number: 234,567,190 Successfully registered]

[Welcome to Virtual Reality. Baron Cohen.]