Chapter 40

[A/N: That's right, I'm back and looking to start updating the story once again, but be warned that I may be locked out from my writing device for a week or two. Also, if you feel like reading some more of my works, I am also writing Worlds Merge, a fanfic in which many worlds are all combined into one universe, now then, onto the chapter! Sorry that it's short!]

[A/N: Also will probably be uploading on Wednesdays in the future]

[A/N: PS: Also took so long to write this chapter because I had the misfortune to have to replay the beginning of the game, and with my ADD, it was pure torture to my modern eyes and brain, also, I am a Console player, which made it even worse]

Once Coulson placed his palm onto the 'New Game' option, he found himself thrust through the screen and into an empty space where light and color quickly took place.

Red fog with strange etchings began appearing before Coulson's eyes before a strange ethereal voice spoke in his mind.

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺'𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘰 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥. 𝘍𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘧𝘶𝘭. And 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯." The voice told Coulson.

The sounds of storms echo in Coulson's ears as his vision changes to that of the cloudy dark sky of the night, where a moon hung in the sky.

A man's voice suddenly speaks in Coulson's ears and says, "Wake up! We're here...you're shaking, are you okay?"

Suddenly lunging off from a simple hay pile, Coulson looks around quickly to see that he was alone in a room with another man...

But this man was different, he had dark skin, red eyes, and pointed ears.

"Stand up...you were dreaming, what's your name?" Asked the unfamiliar man.

"My name...? Call me...Phill...who are you?" Phill asked the strange man.

"I'm Jiub."

"What...what are you?" Coulson asked.

"Never seen a Dark Elf before?" Jiub asked while crossing his arms over his bare chest.

"No...no I haven't," Coulson replied.

Suddenly hearing a noise come from the hallway behind the closed door, Jiub quickly told Coulson to be quiet and that a Guard was coming.

And moments later, the door swung open and revealed a man in some kind of strange armor.

The guard looked over to Coulson and said, "This is where you get off, come with me."

Having no other choice, Coulson decided to follow the Guard.

As they walked through what only Coulson could think of as some kind of wooden ship, they passed by other rooms and guards until eventually, he led Coulson to the ship's deck.

Once on deck, another Guard stepped forward and told Coulson to step down to the docks and follow yet another guard to his destination.

As Coulson walked down to the docks and looked around at the new location he found himself in, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise upon seeing a giant creature of some kind floating in the air over the river.

"Where are you from Prisoner?" Asked the guard on the docks.

Suddenly a large screen appeared in front of Coulson as the world seemed to freeze in place.

"Choose...your race?" Coulson read.

Below the title, there was a warning.

[Note that choosing some of the races may be disorienting and uncomfortable], the warning read.

Before Coulson was three separate sections of races.

Man, Mer, and Beast Folk.

In the Man Category, there were four races.

Breton, Imperial, Nord, and Redguard.

In Mer, there was the Altmer(High Elf), Bosmer(Wood Elf), Dunmer(Dark Elf), and Orsimer(Orc).

And finally in the Beast Folk category, was the Argonian, and Khajiit.

It seemed that most of the Guards were 'Dunmer' after Coulson examined the races and looked at each and every one of them.

The races also had a bit of background information to them that mentioned places, and regions that Coulson couldn't make any sense of.

After some thought, Coulson decided to 'blend in', and chose Dark Elf.

Suddenly feeling different, Coulson raised his arm and found that his arms turned dark and his ears elongated.

Coulson could only assume that his eyes turned red like the other Dark Elves he has seen as he was led further by the Guard once the screen disappeared.

Coulson was then led to a small building and told to head on in.

Once inside, Coulson found himself standing in some kind of luxurious medieval office before a middle-aged man in robes.

The middle-aged man looked up from his desk and book and scanned Coulson before saying, "Ah yes, we've been expecting you, you will have to be recorded before your officially released. There are a few ways we can do this. The choice is yours."

Suddenly another screen appeared before Coulson causing him to frown once he gazed upon the screen.

"What the hell is a class?" Coulson cursed upon seeing the two options before him.

[Premade Class]

[Custom Class]