[color=f49ac2][b]Illyn Tsai, [color=c4df9b]IMCool2111[/color][/b][/color]
Illyn logged on the game of Yggdrasil. Today was the day of the closure. Most of her friends have moved on to other games like League of Storms, but she still played the game occasionally. Her male In Game Name name of IMCool2111, for a few times she had considered making for a change of username, only that she had been busy with helping out her grandmother's cigarette stall back in the real world, and highschool was a bit more busier in terms of studies. What difference does it make when the game is closing anyways? She thought as she looked at the countdown timer of the HUD.

It was saddening in a way to see a relic of her childhood on an impending closure, and she had remnants of regrets on not maxing out on her own character, she pondered on how the high level areas are like, taking on those high level bosses. But sometimes, life comes first, she had a family to look after. Logging on as a male character... she was used to it, after all this is just a game, with pretty much virtual stuffs, everything is not real. 

2... 1...

The clock flickered down, and everything around her flickered like the end of a lingering dream. Perhaps its time for her to smoke after logging off, since her grandmother is already sleeping at this hour, and she wouldn't be scolded for that. "Damnnit..." A chill of cold went across her skin, and 'he' was right on top of the mountains. Right when she was busy gaming? And who the hell would kidnap her in the mountains. There she looked around her, she was still inside the game, but without any HUD interface, or gaming interface. The snow felt so real that she could feel the snow brushing against her shoes, and the thickness of 'his' coat is getting to her, but it provides a form of warmth.

It was like she shifted worlds into the game world. "That's bullshit..." How should she cope with getting stuck in a male body, [i]that wasn't supposed to happening[/i]. Just when she was trying to find that logout button, 'He' heard a distant voice that emerged from a building. A strong guild that he heard from time to time again. Adjusting his hat against the chilly winds, IMCool2111 walked into the guild hall, taking a seat along the table.

[color=a2d39c]"May I join this guild? Ahem..." [/color]Illyn let out a cough when 'he' realised that even 'his' own voice became completely different.