"I killed him, I'm a murderer." I kept mumbling to myself as I paced the void, the sound from my distressed steps echoed throughout. "He was so precious and I've killed him! I knew I wasn't cut out to do this..." I continued to panic, running my fingers through my dark ginger hair.
"Oh, stop being melodramatic. I didn't know you could get any paler. He was bound to die eventually anyways. That's just part of life, you will see all your users die." Mumsy remarked with nonchalance at what I can only guess as an attempt at being helpful.
I stopped in my tracks, causing the clanking of my shoes on the hard floor to disappear. With tufts of my hair in my hands, I turned my head toward her. I felt dumbfounded, as I saw her leaning against the desk picking dirt from her nails.
"Honestly, it's for the best if you think about it, you do not want those ugly genes to spread in your realm." she spat, not even looking up at me, but staring at the back of her hand, admiring her work.
"Ahh!" I gasped clutching my chest, mortified. "You take that back! He was... he was, not that bad... he could have been decent, but now we won't know.." I added, losing momentum. I hunched over depressed about futures that wouldn't come. Customer service couldn't prepare me for something this bad.
*Poof* My hair grew back.
Still propped up on the desk, she finally glared up at me noticing my kicked-puppy attitude. I'm not sure if it made her uncomfortable or she was just putting on a front, but she seemed to feel some type of pity.
Mumsy said, exasperated, "Uh, ok. All right. No reason to be upset over spoiled vegetables, but look on the bright side you got credential credit. Come back over here and see what you got." Standing up, she gestured to the gaming setup. She pulled the chair out, impatiently urging me to sit.
Reluctantly I sighed, dragged my legs, and made my way back to the out of place work station in the void. I slumped into my seat, making it creak under my weight.
"This was a huge failure. How could I have possibly gotten credential credit? I was not even his system for a day before he was tragically killed in the line of duty." I mumbled putting my head in my hands, elbow on the surface of the desk.
"Stop pouting. Look here," she said, rolling her eyes as she pointed just below the store icon, "there is a notification." I slightly lifted my head, peeking through my fingers.
I was surprised to see an exclamation point next to 'credential credits', but I moved my hand from my exhausted face to the mouse and I opened it. The notification expanded and written below said, "User Louhan has furthered the progression of the world by the following: Bear Food."
'Now that is just cruel.'
Mumsy, unaware of or unconcerned with my inner monologue, commented with fascination. "Wow, three whole points, that's not bad for a terrible first try."
"Aren't you supposed to be helpful?" I snapped as I opened my shop tab. "His life was worth more than just being boiled down to a few measly points, and how can being 'Bear Food' help further the realm anyway?"
"Hmm, it turns out the bear had cubs, and Louhan, although ugly, is edible. Not like he would be worth cooking though, to be honest; nevertheless, he helped further the growth of a species." she said as she turned to look at me over the sound of my mouse making clicking noises.
I started scrolling and discovered three points could get me quite a lot. 'Damn, a moment of silence for Louhan, you will be missed, but your death wasn't for nothing.' I went from prayer hands to a peace sign that I brought to my lips, then held it to the sky. "RIP, my bushy friend."
Mumsy audibly scoffed. "Are you done yet? He is probably already reincarnated. I doubt he had many memories to wipe with how dumb he was - like who runs off a cliff?" She said impatiently, not amused with my loving display. Damn this witch, she could at least let me mourn my first user.
"That almost makes me feel worse, and people say gingers are the ones with no souls." I said somberly as I sat up a little straighter, "But I will try to be positive about this, Louhan would have wanted it that way."
"How would you know what he wanted, you barely knew the guy." She said under her breath.
"What was that?" I turned to look at her thinking she said something.
"Oh, nothing, just that you are probably right. That's what he would have wanted, and you know what else he would have liked? How to cook a delicious meal, like bear paw stew for instance. Are you going to buy one of my recipes or what?" she mused, showing her unhealthy obsession with wasting my time with cooking-related topics.
'This woman is insufferable!' I inwardly thought while imagining myself giving her a good bop on the head.
"I should have known you were only concerned with food! Like hell I'll use Louhan's precious points on some stupid recipe!" I snapped, waving her nonsense off. "What a waste."
'The nerve of her,' I thought, turning my attention back to the storefront. 'I've got to use it on something cool - oh, and useful.'
I was browsing through when I realized most things on the product list had prerequisites. So I can't get anything super stellar, but I guess that's for the best. I should probably get something that won't cause another panic-inducing death, I'm not sure I can handle more PTSD.
I sat there tapping my nails on my desk, making a hollow thump sound, contemplating what would be the most useful starter skills.
I perked up. "I think I've figured out what I should pick."