Where were we last time? Oh yeah, I had just woken up and started telling you my epic backstory.
The voice in sky had just said my name and joked about me sleeping around with no standards.
Not only did I receive some epic class called the Chosen One but now the voice in the sky was also flaunting my achievements.
"I live to serve dude in the sky. But what is this dream? Is this where I decide my path? Can I sleep with all my exes first?" I asked the last part hopefully.
"NO to your last question. For the rest of your questions look at the chalkboard."
As if to spite me, all the bodies of my exes poofed away. I sighed and went to the edge of my bed to look at the chalk board. The chalk was writing on the board by itself.
On it was now my class as well as what I assumed were categories for my stats.
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CHOSEN ONE
You have been chosen by the Selector to complete a task of utmost importance.
The chasm grows ever deeper and we do not know what lies in its depths.
For your valor in exploring depths without excessive melodrama, you are to go down into the unknown, one more time.
Your journey may be rough and cold. For that, you will be afforded luxuries other selecteds will not be given.
As the Chosen One, choose your status now:
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Below this description were a bunch of categories like attack, defence, magic, and a bunch of other stuff I couldn't be bothered to look at. There were so many. Like 3 columns of at least 20 things in each. Not that it mattered. Next to most categories was a number between 80 and 100. This was pretty high. I had heard about these numbers from my siblings and situationships and it seemed like most people in the world currently had between 30 and 60 with those on the higher end being exceptional in general or super-specialized in one category.
Below these arrays was a segment of the chalkboard that said:
STATUS: ___________
It was empty, with no indication as to what to put there.
Going back to the categories, it looks like I was good everything. Just browsing over some categories that caught my eye :
Cooking - 92
Diving - 100
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Fall - 100
Agitation - 100
Night Vision - 100
Seduction - 30
That last one made no sense.
I yelled for clairification "Hey voice, what's with seduction, why's it so low?"
A man with a weird hat popped up next to me and spoke "Man, yelling is getting tiring. Yeah, we decided on making it low so you wouldn't be as distracted. Though I think even with this you'll still be sidetracked from your main duty."
Elmer hopped in surprise and fell off the bed.
"Geez," Elmer said, getting up. "Who are you? The voice in sky? You were yelling? Isn't this a dream?"
The man spoke,"For you, yes. For me, sort of. I only exist in peoples dreams as I am one of the Selectors."
Elmer : "Selector huh? So you decide what class people get?"
Man with weird hat: "Again only partially. We can lean one selected towards one class or another but we can only select. We do not create the options and in some cases, the selected themselves get to decide."
Elmer: "That's interesting. So you guys are just like middle men. Who's the one actually giving the classes?"
Man with weird hat (MWWH): "We don't actually know, but we don't think it's a who but a what"
Elmer: "But a what?"
MWWH: "Yes yes, but that's besides the point. We don't have much time. We put those women there to keep you here longer since literally nothing else holds your attention. Pick your status."
Elmer: "How? What do I write?"
The Man with the weird hat looked at the blank space. "Oh right, just choose what class and profession you want and give it a cool adjective in front like 'seductive swordsman prince' or 'ultimate mage alchemist' and you're growth will be tailored to that."
Elmer: "I see. Before I write something down. Can I just ask. Why did you guys choose me? "
MWWH: "We didn't really choose you. Out of the options available for you, we saw and selected the Chosen One. The rest weren't too flattering. As to why you had that option. I'm sure you'll figure it out once you start your journey and think a little."
Elmer:"Fine be that way, weird guy."
Elmer went up to the chalk board, picked up the chalk and wrote his status.
It now said
STATUS: Wealthy Chosen Prince of the Dark Dawn Dragon
As soon as he finished writing, the chalkboard erased it and rewrote it at the top.
It now said
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CHOSEN ONE - Wealthy Chosen Prince of the Dark Dawn Dragon
You have been chosen by the Selector to complete a task of utmost importance.
The chasm grows ever deeper and we do not know what lies in its depths.
For your valor in exploring depths without excessive melodrama, you are to go down into the unknown, one more time.
Your journey may be rough and cold. For that, you will be afforded luxuries other selecteds will not be given.
Your wealth, fame, royal influence is ever expanding.
Inside you stirs the Dark Dawn Dragon
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The Dark Dawn Dragon part looked like a copy and pasted version of his own awkward hand writing in stark contrast to the rest of the neatly written text.
MWWH: "You didn't need to add the first three words. They're redundant. And what is a dark dawn dragon?"
Elmer: "Well I'm already good at everything right? So I decided to give myself a cool sounding name."
The man turned slowly to face him as all amusement drained from his face and slowly the rest of the room.
MWWH:" All you had to do was write a profession, a class, and an adjective. You are already the chosen and very wealthy. WERE YOU EVEN LISTENING?"
Elmer stepped back. The sudden shift in mood putting him off kilter.
Elmer: "The Dark Dawn Dragon sounds cool right?"
MWWH: "Something that may now exist because you wrote it. No matter. You can still explore the depths. The categories are good. For now. Other will eventually catch up if you don't train. Make sure you do. You must find out what is happening down there. Get there as soon as possible."
The outburst the man made seemingly broke something because the dream was now becoming hazier and the world seemed to be crumbling.
Elmer: "How? They covered it up and-"
The dream ended abruptly.
