Altair (1)

"I need to change my nickname," Dmitry said, looking at the ground, which was so white that it reflected his appearance. He was completely naked, with a strong black light censoring him.

In the reflection, Dmitry could see his name in gray letters above his head.

"Dmitry Schariac, did you research before entering the game?" The creature proclaiming itself as the tutorial spoke, as a screen with two options appeared in front of Dmitry.

[Do you want to skip the tutorial?]

[YES/NO]

"No," Dmitry said, clicking on the 'no' option, causing the screen to simply dissolve and disappear in front of him.

"Very well," the faceless creature with a gray body snapped its fingers, and a sphere appeared in front of him. "Dear player, the first thing you must know is that all worlds are randomly generated based on your gaming history."

Looking at the creature, Dmitry asked, "Does that mean the better I am, the harder the world will be?"

The creature took the sphere, which instantly started bubbling and moving frenetically until it exploded again in front of Dmitry. "No, it's based on the type of games you play the most. Altair will create a perfect world that fits your taste."

"Perfect? What nonsense..." Dmitry rolled his eyes, skeptical even with current technology, as many still managed to mess up the most basic things, let alone something 'perfect.'

The creature, standing a few meters in front of Dmitry, pushed the sphere toward him. "Hold this to proceed to the next phase."

Dmitry held the sphere, which grew heavier with each passing second until it melted halfway, becoming lighter than a grain of rice and emanating various colors.

"Get ready," the creature said, and a bright flash of light emitted from the sphere, shrinking until it disappeared. When Dmitry opened his eyes, everything had changed; he was now inside his world, the perfect world for Dmitry Schariac.

Several mountains, forests, volcanoes, and a vast plain with just grass, with a gigantic tree in the middle of a forest filled with various plants, animals, and unknown creatures. Dmitry Schariac stood in the place that would be the center of the world, where all points intersected. "Truly a beautiful place, a vast landscape with various biomes, but I wouldn't call it the perfect world."

"What are you talking about? Your world has just been created, and time is yet to exist; there's nothing but monsters and animals; your world is in year zero," the creature said, scratching its chin in confusion, despite its lack of features.

Dmitry Schariac looked at the creature, which had now transformed into an elderly man with gray hair, wrinkles, and gray sideburns. He wore monarch-like clothes with frills, a red cape, and a black crown adorned with ten green jewels, almost entirely transparent.

"Why are you dressed like that?" Dmitry asked. "You're not going to chase me around, are you? I had a bad experience with that involving a game where I ended up fishing the mascot."

The creature, now an elderly man, looked confused at Dmitry but ignored the last part as he replied, "Basically, it's your fault most of the time; I'd become a woman in clothes so small that even as an artificial intelligence, it still makes me feel ashamed."

Hearing this, Dmitry thought, 'He probably doesn't know; nowadays, adult games VR are the second most played games.'

"Now, let's proceed with the tutorial," the middle-aged gentleman raised his hand, pointing to the sky, and three windows appeared in front of Dmitry with the numbers one, two, and three.

"Since the world is in year zero, you'll have to find a way to survive until evolution, when the ruler will be born, along with the Altair key. Your goal is to defeat and take possession of the key, thus becoming the true ruler of this world."

Dmitry listened as you read what you wrote in the windows. "So, I have to survive, and this would be the way to train myself to face the ruler." Dmitry's eyes gleamed as he looked at the old man, who didn't understand what was happening with the boy.

The middle-aged gentleman said, "Yes, exactly, but this can be ignored when you die ten times or here, even if you want to."

"Therefore, there's an easy way to do this, which frankly, whoever goes down that path will lose their world in a short time, probably," Dmitry smiled, looking at the floating window in front of him talking about the combat system.

[Your real-world skills can be easily used here, and if you have the option to train in your world, it will increase effectiveness by up to ten times, and that is for all players.]

"But those who don't skip this and go through it should be fun to face," Dmitry said, smiling as he looked at the floating window in front of him.

"As you got into this subject, I can answer, as a visible fee even if you look on the internet that only thirty percent of the players stayed here and passed the hundred years to evolve the world," said the old man.

Dmitry closed the windows, passing his hand down, looking back to see several green spots with several wooden houses and straw on the roof.

"So, tutorial lord, can we continue? I want to leave this green field where there's nothing," Dmitry was saying, looking around, seeing only grass, couldn't see anything else, and went back to his attention to the spot green that The mockMvced

seems to be very distant from it.

"And of course," the middle-aged gentleman said, spending the next thirty minutes explaining everything to Dimitry, talking about how magic works, the classification of each type of monster, and how Dmitry Schariac could interfere with the world's logic after obtaining the Altair key.

"Now, to finish the initial step, choose your initial weapon," after the middle-aged gentleman finished speaking, three blue windows with red borders appeared, each containing a photo and description of different weapons:

[Sword - Rarity = Common - Special Ability = None]

"A common sword that can be easily found; its price is even lower than the material it's made of."

[Staff of Dead Wood - Rarity = Common - Special Ability = Mana Absorption and Release]

"A staff made of dead wood given to every beginner witch or wizard; it has a high degree of mana absorption, making it easier for beginners to use simple spells."

[Leather Glove - Rarity = Common - Special Ability = 5% Increase in Defense and Attack]

"A glove made for brave warriors who believe their body is the best weapon, even if it's made of simple leather; it can become a lethal weapon in the hands of someone who knows how to use it."

After reading the three descriptions, Dmitry looked back at the distant green spot.

"So, weapons don't have stats? Or is it just for common types?" Dmitry looked at the middle-aged gentleman with an open hand, showing no reaction, waiting for him to choose his initial weapon.

"It will be this one," Dmitry said, touching the screen showing the common sword, making the window disappear instantly and making a sword with a big bright blade appear stuck in the ground with a wooden handle. [Dmitry Schariac has chosen the common sword as his initial equipment.]

"Now that your initial equipment has been chosen, this is goodbye; if you need help with anything, just click on the help button on our site," the middle-aged gentleman was talking, and then two windows appeared after the gentleman disappeared.

[Congratulations on completing the first tutorial.]

[What will be your name in your new world?]

Dmitry smiled, pulling the sword from the ground, leaning the handle on his shoulder, and said, "Boredom."

[Do you want to confirm?]

[Y/N]