[@Operator Luna][@PKMNB0Y] [center][h2]Myrtle Bramblewood[/h2][/center] [center][h3]Sen Rynta — Bramblewood Estate[/h3][/center] It wouldn't take long until Anastasia arrived. And Myrtle knew that. So she stood there at the front gate, waiting until she arrived. She wouldn't want her to get into the wrong mansion after all! "Ooi! Over here!" The bubbly girl jumped and waved her hands the moment she saw her friend approaching from a distance. Anastasia smiled. She was still the same as ever. Unlike a lot of people online, her persona in-game was exactly the same as her personality in real life. Or at least, she thought it looked that way. Still, for her to have such a lavish mansion… Now that the game had become her new reality, she regretted so badly that she never saved her money to buy a place like this. "Hehe! Welcome! Welcome! Oh I'm so glad you're here as well!" She shook her hands with infectious enthusiasm. "Come on in! Consider my estate your own home!" She giggled. Anastasia giggled as well, while internally, she let out a big sigh of relief. [i]Being stuck in this game… maybe it's not so bad after all. As long as I have her helping me…[/i] ---------- Entering the place, her jaw promptly dropped. [i]Wow, this place — it really is big! It looks so… expensive and lavish! Look at the floor! The white tiles are so clean it can reflect my face on it! But I guess it makes sense… in a video game world, you can just make your surroundings to always be clean, even if no one cleans it frequently. In fact, it should be easier that way…[/i] In real life, she had delved her toes into programming. Just a hobby thing, not something she intended to make a career out of. She had no idea how someone could transport a player’s consciousness into a game like this though. In her humble opinion, it could only either be magic or this was all a dream. And both were as unlikely as the other. "Oh, there's someone I want you to meet!" Myrtle spoke. "Someone?" Anastasia tilted her head. "Yes! A Paladin! Azure!" She yelled. "Can you please bring Agaue here?" "Right away, Miss!" The maid shouted back, the muffled voice showing she was somewhere else in the mansion. [i]Oh, so Myrtle had made a new friend.[/i] [i]...I guess it's only to be expected. She's always been good at that after all.[/i] Gingerly, the red-headed girl took a seat on the nearby couch. Momentarily, her eyes glanced at the grandfather clock beside her before returning back towards Myrtle, who had taken the couch opposite of her. "So? What do you think?" Myrtle asked with a grin. "Do you like it?" "Like it? This place's amazing! If I had known I would be transported into the game like this—" "Oh, it wouldn't be long until you can have a mansion of your own." Myrtle smirked, crossing her legs. "You just continue supplying me with the ingredients I need. I'll pay you handsomely." "W-wait, Myrtle, I'm sorry, but I can't do that anymore!" "Hmm?" Myrtle raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" "We're—we're not in a game anymore! I can't go outside and gather your ingredients! Not with all those monsters lurking about!" Myrtle burst into a laugh. "What are you talking about?! We haven't lost our combat class! Just kill them as usual!" "No! Are you mad? Real life monsters are nothing like—" "Alright, you know what? Let's go outside. Right now. I'll show you how to fight." Anastasia was speechless. How could her friend be so brave?