[color=bc8dbf][b]IMCool2111, also known as Illyn. [/b][/color]

A servant, from what she remembered they are usually the NPCs of the game. But, they acted more realer than anything she'd felt on. IMCool2111 had thought for a moment that they are real players. The sense of touch is reeking into her, or him. He wanted to treat it like 'just a game', but it was too ridiculous. Stuck in a different body, getting into a world he had never known before. [i]Someone please tell me that its all a dream. [/i]But no dreams are as real as this one, and he hasn't drank any bottles of beer back in his previous life...

He lamented on not choosing a taller character. [i]The Guild Master OverZealous... [/i]He pondered on what kind of person he is, maybe he got stuck into this game too, and a veteran might know his way out.

Illyn let out a stifling yawn, [color=bc8dbf]"Just some supper will do, and lodgings for a good night's rest... I'm tired..."[/color]

After all, fatigue still caught up to him, as the Girl Illyn has entered the world from a timing that she was supposed to sleep. 

Dining on the plate of bread and ham, the food was good. But the problem is she tasted what she wasn't supposed to taste. He was really into this world, but first he need to see a damned mirror. See how he looked like.