“Ugh, why does my head hurt so much”

  “What’s wrong with my body, why isn't my voice coming out?” I think to myself. I gradually shake myself awake and attempt to stretch my arms. Only to feel confused when I can’t feel them. My confusion rises even more when I realize I can’t feel anything below my head. Trying to figure out what’s wrong, I quickly look down at my body, only to find nothing there. No chest, No arms, No Legs, I had no body.

  Panic begins to swell in my chest and my mind is going a million miles a second trying to figure out what happened to me. Looking into my memories yields no results, I can’t seem to remember anything about what happened to me, how I got here, or where here even is! I attempt to calm myself down and clear my head. Surprisingly, it only took a few seconds before I was calm and thinking logically again. “How odd” I think but I shake my head and direct my focus elsewhere to distract me from my loss of parts.

  Looking around, I seem to be in a cave of some sorts. There’s roots, a bunch of rocks, a small puddle of sorts in the corner, and some weird glowing mushroom. The mushroom was glowing an odd red color, not too vibrant, more like the color of rust or dried blood. For some reason, the fungus captivated me so I stared directly at it. As I eyeballed the mushroom intently, something peculiar happened, {Teviren Mushroom}. A small prompt appeared floating above the mushroom with what I assume to be its name. “What???” I stared incredulously at the floating letters before trying to touch them, only to once again remember I have no limbs.

  “Right, no arms, that's gonna take some getting used to.” I remarked dejectedly, looking back at the mushroom, I gaze intently at it, still a bit bewildered by the floating screen, only for it to expand and cover my entire view.

  {Teviren Mushroom: Common}

  {A species of fungus commonly found in humid, dark areas within the Streka Continent. Has a variety of unknown uses}

  Feeling even more confused than before, I try to make the pop-up disappear, after several minutes of internal screaming and swearing at the pop-up, it eventually goes away with nothing more than a thought. I began to get a sneaking suspicion after looking at the floating screen and it was all but confirmed with my next actions. “Status.” I said internally.

  “So I was right.” I had a hunch after what happened with the mushroom but I didn’t think it would actually be correct. It seems I've been transported to another world, one with game-like systems. This revelation awakened some of my memories and I started to remember several stories from my old world of this exact scenario occurring, “Isekai” I think is what it was called. “If I've been Isekaied, then where are the catgirls?” I joked mentally.

  Focusing back on my status, two particular lines stuck out to me. First was in the {Mutations} tab, I pulled it up and inspect the first thing on it, very carefully.

  {Otherworlder: Your origin is not of this world. You are not bound by its laws, Grants the divinity attribute}

  Feeling confused, I reread it again to maybe find more info or some clarification, after several seconds I dismiss the pop-up and mentally sigh. “At least that confirms my earlier theory, I truly am in another world.” I swiftly moved on to the other thing that captivated my attention, my race.

  {Lesser Pygmy Boneling: G-}

  {A species of undead commonly found in areas with dense death affinity mana. Characterized by their lack of appendages and glowing blue eyes, these floating skulls are one of the lowest tiers of undead and are usually killed as soon as they manifest into being. Pygmy Bonelings are distinctly different from other Bonelings due to their solitary nature, A trait unheard of in this skeletal species. Despite being far weaker and rarer than their more social cousins, a Pygmy Boneling has a higher potential for growth and if left unchecked can grow into a terrifying beast}

  “Well shit” I don’t know why it took me so long to finally realize that I was probably not human anymore. Looking back, I should’ve seen the signs. The fact that I couldn’t speak aloud for some reason, my panic being suppressed almost unnaturally, oh and the whole having no body thing. Yeah, pretty stupid of me to miss that.

  Oddly enough, I'm not too distraught with the fact that I'm no longer human. Don’t get me wrong, being a human is great and all but I can’t help but feel excited at the possibilities being an undead might bring. Now, if only I had arms then that would make things 100 times better.

  Checking back to my status, I systematically look through each line to see what more I can uncover from it. Starting with my attributes, I get a bit depressed looking at how low some of them are. “Damn, am I really that weak.” I internally lamented. Focusing more on the attributes, I managed to pull up information on each one and began to read carefully through them.

  {Toughness: Influences health, regeneration, as well as natural defenses}

  {Strength: Influences physical prowess and how much power the body can exert}

  {Dexterity: Influences flexibility, balance, speed}

  {Endurance: Influences maximum stamina and stamina regeneration}

  {Intelligence: Influences the brain’s processing speed and power, has a small effect on mana control}

  {Willpower: Influences the individual’s mental strength and mana regeneration}

  {Arcane: Influences the individual’s ability to control and perceive mana, as well as their maximum mana pool}

  {Divinity: Influences the user’s ability to affect the world}

  Most of the attributes were quite standard, like you would see in any old RPG. However there was one that I was a bit off-put by, that being the attribute of {Divinity}. For some reason, I can’t shake the feeling that it was a lot more important than the other attributes. Mentally shaking my head, I file that piece of info away for later and move on to my skills.

  As I was about to open up my skill list, a sudden movement occurred at the corner of my eyes. Swiftly, I turn my gaze at the perpetrator. Only, for my eyes to land on an odd looking beast, “Is that a fucking rat!”