[Wolf]

"...Hnghh..." A groan of discomfort echoes through one of the many abandoned, broken buildings in need of repairs, which was quite some distance removed from the city's centre. Inside of it, Flavio, whom is lying down on the floor somewhere upstairs, rolls over from his right side on his back, and starts to stare through a hole in the roof at the sky. Through it, he could see a blue, cloudy sky, it seems morning has already started without him, but not like he had a lot of options. Staring at the blue, open skies, he starts to think again about the events that happened yesterday that lead him here in the first place.

"I... I really made a terrible character mistake." The first thing that didn't help, was the undeniable fact, that he, like one of the many Isekai animes he watched, found himself in an unknown world, which looked a lot like that of Gaia Reborn. While the idea sounds lovely on paper, he did not expect the backlash he'd receive from the character he made, which would be point two: his race.

Just as he experienced first-hand yesterday, the lore about Antas are indeed correct, a lot of Landers seemed to avoid him on purpose. While the most common act was shamelessly walking in a clear circle around him, other acts were tossing objects at him like rocks, and occasionally a fruit or a vegetable, like a tomato, and people blaming him for 'bad luck' whenever something went wrong where he just happened to pass by. The only people that didn't seem to mind him for his race, were other 'Players' that got stuck in the same world just as he did.

Flavio's mind is suddenly disturbed by the rumbling of his stomach. "That's right, I still haven't eaten anything but those 'gifts' I got yesterday." Flavio's attempts to head towards the market were in vain too. Most Lander merchants seemed to avoid him too, suddenly calling out to other customers if he got close to not have to deal with him, or look busy. The awkwardness and shame eventually became too unbearable that he quite literally fled from the markets, and headed towards the outskirts.

He rolled on his left side and curled up in Fetal position, fighting back tears so that he doesn't cry himself asleep again. He missed his brother, Vincent. He missed his parents and his home. He missed the comfort of his chair and desktop. He thought he'd have an easy and fun time in-game, where he could roleplay as he liked. Instead, it all turned into a bitter reality. He had hoped to find his brother yesterday so that they could think out a plan together, which is obviously not the case, sparking some doubt. "Is Vincent really here? My brother must be here right? I've seen other adventurers that were completely surprised and shocked as to what had happened." He stretches out his hand once more, and opens the UI that he had figured out how to use yesterday while sobbing in the house, and looked through his friendlist, more specifically, the 'Add friend' category, but it was to no avail, because Vincent wasn't showing up on the nearby player list.

Eventually, Flavio finally found the courage and power to stand up, although slowly, and stretched. He had to do something, sitting around wasn't the answer. At least he could go forage some fruits from trees or bushes, that was at least one boon from having the grappling hook, the ability to climb trees with extreme ease. He had to start asking around to people who clearly looked like adventurers if they have seen Vincent. If not, he would surely have to team up with at least someone, he couldn't keep going on like this.

He bows down his head and walks down downstairs, careful to not bump his head into anything, another annoyance, he made his character too tall, but now was not the time to hate himself for that. Taking a deep breath through his nose, Flavio walked outside of the building, and heads towards the Ciminian forest. A forest was likely to have food, right?

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