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Nala Pov

My name is Nala Salvia, at least that is the name I answer to. Whether that name is correct is something that even I don’t know. My life was in no way easy, or even enjoyable, but there is one thing I know for sure. I grew up loved, I will reiterate that point for as long as I am able. Cause no matter how I turned out, it is no fault of my father who did his best.

My dad can very well be the definition of eccentric legally changing his name to the hallucinogen of his fancy would be a tame example of his many suspect life decisions, but regardless he was always there for me, with a kind word and a kinder smile. My life will remain my own, for I have no reason to divulge secrets that I try my hardest to bury, and even more so I have been judged by strangers plenty already. So instead, I’ll give you a summary of the important points.

I hate all men, except my father, years of experience have already proven why this is perspective has been reinforced constantly. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a feminist or anything like that. I know fully that whoever created this world never intended it to be fair. I just have seen the worst of the gender from the age of 4. I meet the standards of beauty apparently and because of this I have been subjected to the near worst. I’m not a big fan of women either, I think I can classify myself as an advanced form of anti-social I grew up constantly moving, my dad lifestyle never allowed for a long stay in any place in particular. Living that way opened my eyes to the world, for better or worse. I learned almost everything a street rat needed to survive. Which includes: Theft, seduction, a silver tongue, various hand to hand combat moves for a protection (and pain for the victim), and last but not least an aversion to the law My father….is dead. Nothing as overdramatic as using his last breath to protect me from some crime lord. He overdosed. Years of abusing and running finally caught up to him. Idiot, he had so many more years…. leaving me like that….

Since your all caught up let’s continue the worst moment of my life, which is impressive. I’ve had a lot of shit moments.

I’m pretending to listen to the attorney, as he divulges all the things that I learned long ago. My father was actually quite wealthy coming from a family of old money, due to unforeseen circumstances his entire family tree was eradicated, all except me. I have no idea what happened to them, and he never told me; I figured he would let me know when he was ready….

“…. he left a letter for you, as well as a small estate. I’m very sorry for your loss” the attorney drawled on, grabbing my attention with the mention of a letter

“Letter, can I see it?” I asked hurriedly, immediately losing my false nonchalance

“Unfortunately I don’t have the letter on person. Your father feared that unless he left it in the new estate you would vanish and not receive any of your inheritance.” He replied, smiling warmly.

“What is stopping me from doing exactly that after reading this letter?” I asked skeptically

“Nothing really, but I have two daughters myself. Let’s call it fathers’ intuition, your dad knows you better than I do”, He chuckled

“Fine ill come along, but after that no promises” I replied, promising myself that I’d be gone before the day way over

“Splendid, it won’t take long at all”

I entered a small black 1994 Lincoln, feeling the faded letter brush past my skin as we drove towards my “small estate”. Apparently my father owned a Victorian style mansion roughly estimated to be 35,000,000 dollars. Yep, its less and less likely that I will be living here. I feel much safer on the streets; inside this kind of house I will spend every possible moment waiting for it to disappear like an illusion.

I walked into the mansion, and caught sight of myself in the antique mirror on the wall. I looked worse for wear, I haven’t slept well for the past couple of days and it’s starting to take its toll on my complexion. My light amber skin was starting to become pale, and my raven black hair was losing its luster. The mellow features that I prided myself on, had begun to crack under the pressure of the past few weeks.

“I need to get ahold of myself”, I sighed exploring my temporary home.

Inside my new room I found a dark blue embroidered letter with my name printed on it. I slowly tore it open and worked up the courage, before taking a look.

Dear Nala,

Hello my princess, how are you? Are you eating alright? Have you made friends? Sigh, even in the grave I find myself nagging you. Haha. It’s so funny, no matter how many time I wonder how you became such a capable young lady without my involvement, it never ceases to amaze me. First and foremost, I’m sorry. I’m sorry you were born with such a weak father, even with the ray of sunshine that you brought to my life I could never claw my way out of the darkness left in my heart. I wish I could be there to see you. Not the you now, the one burdened with the weight of the world. The Nala who would find those special people that could carry it with her. The happy little girl, I got to catch peaks of in my insignificant little life. You’ve always survived, I’m not worried about that. Take this as my final gift to you.

Live Nala, Live

Love Dad

“Idiot… who’s weak. My dad was always the strongest” I whispered, tears falling uncontrollably.

I clutched the letter to my chest, and turned to look at the fully operational capsule lying beside my bed. Forever Eden Online, I’ve heard of it. It must have taken dad forever to find it.

Okay, dad. I’ll take your advice. Let’s see what this new world has to offer.

The scan on your iris and vein has determined that you are an unregistered user. Do you want to create a new account?

"Sure"

Since you are part of the starting adventurers you are allowed one reasonable request of your choosing

Yawn*

Select the name of your avatar.

“Nala”

Select your gender

"Female"

Forever Eden Online has a total 50 known races. You may select your race from the primary twenty...

“Human” I’ve spent years trying to understand humans, I don’t have time to readjust to anything out of the ordinary.

Please select your appearance

Hmm. Let’s do something original. “Can I have my hair change color with the rising and setting of the sun”

Checking...Request accepted.

Hmm as it should be.

Please choose your request before continuing on your journey

This decision will basically determine how I live in this new world. I should follow my father’s advice and make a friend. This is my chance to rid myself of the complications that people bring. “Can I have a pet, linked with my character?”

Request denied, Not Reasonable

“How bout I give something of equal value, to balance it out? My ability to use weapons for example.” I was never really planning on using weapons to begin with because of my hand to hand combat, but what they don’t know won’t hurt them.

Checking...Request accepted.

Please specify your pet, and its capabilities.

Let’s see. “Can I have a jet black sparrow, that mimics my hair with its feathers. Can I also have the capabilities to fight with me?

Checking...Request accepted.

Your account has been activated. Your stats and class shall be determined while you are playing Forever Eden Online.

Your starting area has been determined: City of Meridan, recommended level: 1-25

Welcome to Forever Eden, good luck on your journey as you Unleash Your Inner Adventurer

I woke up in the arms of an exotic women, she had beautiful green eyes and braids coming down her shoulder, but what really surprised me what the fact that I was currently atop a giant bird. Thousands of feet in the air.

“Hello darling, I need you to wake up Nala. Ah, there we are.” The women cooed, “You must awaken your soul darling, otherwise our time together will be very short indeed. Feel within your soul and unleash your lifelong partner…otherwise.”

I’m so very confused what is she saying. I need to do what? Can she explain to me what we’re doing so far in the air and why her words sounded strangely ominous?

“I’ll see you in the skies, darling” The exotic women told me, before promptly kicking me off the flying bird.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I screamed as I watched the ground approaching

I’m dead, I’m dead. I’m so dead. Wait what did she say before sending me to my death. Awaken my soul? What kind of hippy bullshit is that? Come on Nala, your running out of time, try to feel…. something.

I close my eyes and touch upon something. Similar to like a second heartbeat similar to my own but with a slight deviation. I grasped it, and try to call it.

Suddenly I feel a pull from small part of my body, and see shadowy like wings emerge, stopping me from my death plunge.

Ding*

Soul Pet Awakening

You have taken the first steps into truly finding yourself. Your soul pet is an integral part of your existence and shares in your triumphs and defeats

+50 mana per level

New Title Available

Po-uli Born/Free as a bird

Congrats on passing the ancient ritual of the po-uli, where they unlock their familiars in the face of great danger. You didn’t die, Good Job.

-Awaken Soul Bound Pet

-Unknown

-Unknown

+200

What is up with the system? This was a ritual; what kind of ritual involves throwing an infant towards their death.

Before I could gripe more about the unfair treatment, the exotic women I’m guessing to be my mother flew towards me. Before I could determine how much I hated her, she collected me into her chest tears dripping down her cheeks.

I’m sorry baby, it must be done or u might have lost your bond, a fate worse than death I couldn’t allow that. I am not worthy of your forgiveness. I’ve already failed as a mother” She wailed

Hmm. It seems she was more distraught then I was, I guess I didn’t consider how long this tradition existed and how she probably went through it as well. Considering all that, she seems like she’s unequivocally guilty about the whole ordeal. She must be a kind soul, sigh I guess this is my first test. Sigh, humans are so complicated.

After the whole ancient ritual, I finally coxed my mother out of her crying binge. I found out she was names Skye, and she went on to teach me the skills I would need as a member of the Po-uli. Basic magic craft, mobility, and of course animal care.

Which leads me to my own familiar Azul. Who has become by far the biggest reason I’m so fond of the game. He truly feels like family, and like he understands without me needing to say anything. I can tell that my request was a good one.

I didn’t learn many skills, Mother said that I would acquire skills naturally as I grow. Which is fine by me, all that means is that my skills will be adjusted to fit me. I did happen to gain something very useful however

All in all, I’ve completed my four weeks and after a somber goodbye with Skye (Who may or may not have grown on me). My stats now look like this:

Name Nala Class N/A Health 300 Mana 650 Level 1 Fame 200 Infamy 0 Strength 14 Agility 72 Wisdom 31 Intelligence 34 Stamina 90 Vitality 16 Charm 10

New skill acquired

Astral Merge

Combine forms with your familiar and gain his traits for a given amount of time

1 Minute increase for every level

+20 agility

+10 strength

+gained flight ability

Current usage: 1 minute

I’m walking through the city right now, wondering what my next step should be. When a strange boy starts talking to me. The usual me would have ignored him all together, but I remember what I’m here for. Besides he seems nice enough maybe I was wrong about my aversion to men.

Suddenly there is a flash of light, almost like lightning. I looked back to see if I needed to ready myself for a potential fight. When I notice that this pervert used my momentary lack of concentration to harass me.

Azul within me is already calling for his blood, lets appease him

"...Look...Nala...this is all...a misunderstanding." He tries to lie his way out of this situation, as if I’d let him. I may forgive him, after I’ve broken a bone or two.

"I was wrong; all men are perverts. You're a pervert!"