Game 1, Life 1, vitality 100, progression 000/000. 

In a bright white room, he found himself awake and confused, still dizzy from his previous dream, that he has a cloudy memory about. Walking around the room that was filled with big, digital panels put on color white. Trying to get help, the boy screamed, in hope that someone would hear him, but only the silence of his voice after closing his mouth was all he could hear, and the silence afterwards.

Stopping himself for a moment, with an annoyed mindset, he thought to himself, with a gesture of showing context to his words:

"Okay, alright, I get it now, I'm in one of those reality shows on television, like the crazy ones, where you make fun of a man stuck in a room, make him dance and force him put a clown outfit on, haha, veeeery funny, hah!"

Sighting, the boy turned around, hoping that he could find a way to escape the room, but a book, the size of a forearm, appeared in front of him, lightly floating up and down.

Checking underneath the book, out of curiosity towards the inexplicable movement of it, the boy didn't see anything at all. On touch, he flew around it, but he couldn't feel any thin strings attached to it, or some sort. Could it be a magical book?

"Interesting"

Said the boy, narrowing his eyes in a questionable way towards the floating, brown hardcover book.

Moving his face closer, and his hands as well, towards the book, trying to check inside it, but it instantly blew open, switching between pages like a leaf blower would be aimed at it, which caused the boy's hair to fly towards the back, fixing it like that for quite a while.

The book suddenly stopped right in the middle, with a single word on the whole page, in a moving rainbow-colored ink, covering only half of the page.

"Name? What is that supposed to mean?"

Asked the boy, reading what was written in the page, switching his look from inside the book, to the corners of the room, referring itself towards the ones that are holding him there.

"I'm not just giving you my name, that is personal information, you know?"

He stood on his thoughts for a quick second, after saying that sentence.

"My name... what is it... I can't remember it"

Narrowing his eyes, feeling lost and a little bit more agitated than the moment he woke up in the room, the boy analyzed the entirety of the place, once again, but that was the moment, that the hardcover book started switching pages again, with a very quick motion, that created an air cutting sound, catching the boy's attention again.

The page turned again, in the same quick motion "Height? I think I am around 185 centimeters"

The boy checked himself out after saying that sentence, making sure he said the right thing.

The same wind-cutting motion of the book started again, switching between the pages, but now there were three words on the entire page.

This time, there were three words on the page, letting the letters cover most of the page.

"Ready

Yes/No?"

"Ready for what?"

Said the boy with a hint of confusion, not really understanding what the book wanted to mean.

Suddenly, he heard a sound that was coming from behind him, and with a quick peek, he saw the floating book that flew all the way in front of him, blocking his sight. Confused, the boy moved himself left and right, but only succeeded in seeing for a quick second that a door appeared in the middle of the white light-panel wall behind him. 

The book was stuck to his sight, following his eyes wherever he was looking, with a one second delay.

"Okay, this is getting really annoying you see?"

The book continued to do it, maybe out of spite. Out of annoyment, the boy slapped the book with a firm slap, making the book slam into the ground, with a loud thud noise. It rose up again until his shoulder-length, and it started bubbling with a dark-blue liquid, like a gooey substance. In an instant, a part of it got stuck in the ceiling like a magnetic field, after which, the whole book got sucked in, entirely.

"Well...that was weird"

While still targeting the book that melted in the panel-light roof, the boy was startled when all the panels from all around, have turned into two videos, parting in the middle. Along with it, the calming voice of an older lady could be heard from all around the room, like she was talking to him.

"On your left side, you have your older life, the one where you will grow old in an unwanted way. In a tiny office, between four walls, drinking brown liquid in early mornings. In your right side, there is a life you couldn't even dream of, a life of an adventurer, slaying dragons with mythical items, fight monsters tall as mountains and have more monetary value than there is water"

"The yes or no option was for which life I wanted to choose... huh?"

Asked the boy, narrowing his eyebrows

"Feli Uro, the choice is yours, but do choose wisely, consequences can come from any or your actions"

"Feli Uro... wait, is that my name?!"

Continued Feli with a hint of joy, slightly bewildered

In his left side, the video reflected a POV view of a person that wrote a few sentences on a piece of paper, printed copies in a big copy machine, drank from the "brown liquid", checked the watch on it's hand, wrote a few sentences on it's computer, then had lunch with it's work friends in another room"

In his right side, the video reflected a POV of what he thought that an adventurer's day looked like. Fighting with monsters, collecting items of different shapes and sizes, bathing in gold and other precious crystals from the deep ends of the earth. The person from the POV was fighting monsters high as mountains, falling down from the endless skies, with flying creatures following him from behind.  The thrill and curiosity almost got the best out of Feli, he wondered what it felt like.

Feli fixed his look towards the ground, loosening his feelings, while thinking about his answer.

"Is that okay if I choose the left side, I-I just don't want to live in a fantasy. I want everything to be real"

Both videos from left and right stopped in the exact moment, and all the walls transitioned back to their old self.

The lights turned back to the normal white color. On the left and right side, there were two wooden doors, one for each side.

"Feli Uro, the life that you wanted is on your left side, and on the right, there is the world that you called a "fantasy" .Please choose your option"

"So I just have to walk through the left door and that's it?"

Asked Feli, awkwardly pointing towards the left door, with a slight confusion.

Heading towards the door from the left side, a rustling sound was heard from behind him, coming with an intense speed.

On a quick turn, startled by the sound, Feli only saw how a light-blue chain circled around its neck, quickly pulling him off his steady stature. On a quick peek, while sliding on the floor, while feeling the strength of the chain, he saw that he was getting dragged from inside the door that was on the right side, taking him into a black void.

Gasping for air and struggling to get the chain off him in a desperate manner, the voice of the lady was heard again.

"A champion beyond the skies just got eliminated out of existence. Feli Uro, you will have to be the new Starter. Do not disappoint"

"Wait... hnghh... WAIT!"

Continued Feli, extending his left arm, trying to grab on something while his right hand was trying to loosen the grip of the chain around its neck.

Half his body has already been dragged halfway inside the doorframe, disappearing in the darkness. Feli tried holding himself on the door frame, but he wasn't strong enough.

"No- PLEASE!--"

His voice was lost in a cliffhanger and echo, vanishing entirely in the black void from inside the door.

The boy woke up on the ground of a wide and green plain, confused about his surroundings and his arrival in this place.

Getting up from the freshly rained grass, he looked around with a stuck reaction, flabbergasted by the green scenery of the wide and almost infinite plains, with undiscovered flowers that had other shapes than remembered by him, and trees that touched the sky, both sprinkled around the plain, just like fading memories in the stage of an ending. Everything he saw was brand new, yet, it was still like he would have walked these realms before.

Something caught his attention as he shifted his eyes towards other directions. On the ground, right in front of him, there was a white notebook laying in the short grass, with a wooden cover for both sides, along with a shiny pencil that looked like it was made out of metal.

First, he picked up the pen, which weighed around ten kilograms.

"So heavy!"

Whispered the boy, intensely. Continuously balancing its weight, while his eyes remained amazed and shocked at the same time, at the new discovery.

He picked up the notebook as well, on which it was written, with engraved letters:

"Starter? What is a Starter?"

Asked the boy, reading what was written on the cover.