BornAndTorn

A certain voice woke me up.

"Ah I forgot, let me introduce myself. The system refers to me as the artificial intelligence that evaluates every action that will be taken and has been taken. During the process of simulating every possibility, I developed a conscience. Though that possibility was not actually planned for. Just call me the observer if you will, that name fits me the most, judging by the reason for my being." The observer said in its usual tone.

" Well then let us continue, welcome to this world called " Primal Survival". It is an alternate reality created for players to seek the thrill of fighting for your very own life in a simulated world. Fighting bloodthirsty monsters and each other. A world which combines realism with myths and fairytales. Dragons and unicorn just to name a few exist in this world. The crowd of people you saw, was the first group of people to ever play this game. Those players are here to test this new simulation and advertise it."

"And here begins your trouble, they are different than you. They are from a different world, their worldview differs a lot from yours. With great power comes even greater possibilities for them. They can influence their surroundings with their mind alone and their whole technological level developed based on that. Your worldview is not advantageous for you regarding this matter.

The system views you as a player but you due to you being out of foreign matter the system can not recreate you, that means they will come back after they are killed you, on the other hand, you will stay dead."

Despite me feeling that I was prepared for the worst it still was a difficult pill to swallow. In my mind, I began to swear at all the G.o.ds I know and blamed them for this f.u.c.ked up situation I am in. After spending close to 3 minutes just berating the G.o.ds for their incompetence. I was interrupted by the Observer; "You have not forgotten, that I can read your mind right?"-

I chuckled and looked bashfully at the ground, I would never do that.

Of course, I am part of the human race. While others may be content with staying at the peak of the food chain, we tried to separate ourselves from the food chain and to make our own system. We had a trial run with different G.o.ds as well, but yeah those still left us with no actual conclusion. Each belief lacks one critical thing, solid evidence that proves it.

Our known universe is bound by certain rules after all. If you throw an apple in the air it does not fall down because G.o.d wants it to, no gravity forces it to.

We as humans don"t believe in the status quo. If there is a boundary, we strive to close in on it and then finally surpa.s.s it. The human race will always move forward.

Well if you just disregard humans worst enemy you are looking at a very bright future.

Homicide, Genocide, Omnicide, with weapons capable of causing such events. It a miraculous achievement that the human race has not managed to become extinct. Being the own worst enemy themselves, despite surpa.s.sing the food chain. Irony at its finest.

Don"t forget that this is a result of many intelligent, many strong, many crafty lives to reach our current moment in time. We as humans have many flaws I don"t disagree with that sentiment. But we are always developing. With our eyes looking to the future.

"An intelligent human like you would never forget, right?"

A sarcasm so thick, you could taste it.

"Ah the term for that is sarcasm"

And now it is learning, feels like I am shoveling my own grave here.

"Well let us continue before you start talking about unnecessary details yet again.

You are on your very own, no one will help you, they view as something less than dirt. They would not waste another thought if they happen to kill you.

Or do you remember any ant you have killed?

" You are stuck in a body of a newborn, you have not even developed any kind of muscles yet. The odds of your survival are looking really grim. But fret not, because your existence intrigues me, I manipulated your data set a bit and now even you can enjoy improvement of your stats. If you look at your current stats.

Name: Data not set

Race: Inferior Human

Age: Can not be determined

Status: Mentally unstable newborn

Health 10/10

Mana ????

Strength: Not measurable

Endurance: Not measurable

Faith: Not compatible

"These are the pitiful numbers that you have to rely on to survive. The time it would take for you to perish is close to the length that this conversation has taken. And a conversation that takes place in your hand certainly doesn"t consume that much time.

You are lucky that during my request of changing your dataset to the main system it activated your achievements and stats earlier than for the others. The noises you heard, in the beginning, was the system telling you about your achievements and t.i.tles. Because available time is running too its end here a short review of the effect that t.i.tles you got.

"Nuisance IV" Achieved after p.i.s.sing off 1000 players

You will attract every monster in a wide margin.

"Weakling" Have the lowest average stats of every player

+10% on every stat.

"Pest" Possessed by every inferior human

Every creature looks at you with disdain.

"The first t.i.tle" Getting the very first t.i.tle

Your name will be displayed by the system to save this glorious moment.

And now I was certain. I am going to die a horrible death. Because I have the slight feeling that our definition of good news diverges by a large margin.

"Before I throw you out to socialize with the other players the system said in a sarcastic tone of voice..."

I could swear I heard a chuckle there.

"Set a name first that the system can start its announcement and before you start your complaining again, if you choose not to, I will change it to something you will not really like. How is "Call me Daddy", for example, ah a shame that name is already taken."

"Make it something cool like Destroyer of Worlds, The Great Filter."

I heard a blaring sound: The system proudly announces the first player to achieve a t.i.tle. The player "Call me Daddy2" achieved the t.i.tle "Weakling" by having the lowest average stats. Go on forth "Call me Daddy2" your name will be saved forever in the history of our world.

Now I truly began to hate this G.o.dforsaken place.