"ha."
As just got laid off, Brig have no idea what to do next in his life.
"All that work for nothing, and even the final pay would only come next month."
Bouncing off his bed, Brig decided to go back to his grandfathers' house countryside and stay there for some time.
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..
An hour later, he arrived at the old house with his intentions unclear.
"Finally, some piece of mind"
Brig used to live here with his grandfather until he was 14 years old and needed to transfer between schools and then few years later again for work. His parents bought a house in the city which he is now living on alone.
The last time he visited this house was when his grandfather passed away few years ago.
Leaving the chaotic city and staying on this dilapidated cabin with a dog was his lifelong wish but he had neither the money or a dog to achieve that dream.
"Now here comes' the hard part, my savings are almost gone and the severance pay would only come a month from now. I might need to rely on noodles for a while."
He browsed the entire house to search for food but he found nothing so he went to check the workstation outside.
As he was checking the entire shed, he saw a locked cabinet in the center of the shed. Curious, he went to find something to break the lock. Since it was a tool shed or even maybe a workstation he immediately found a hammer right after.
He broke the lock with the hammer and he found several things inside the drawer.
A handgun, handful of scattered used and unused bullets, set of ammo boxes and also some shotgun shells.
"Shotgun shells?"
He immediately re scanned the drawer and the whole place to look for the shotgun but he found nothing.
"Might as well try this"
Brig was not worried about the noise that the gun would make since most of the people he knew on this place have one and try them out for leisure from time to time.
He set up rock to be a target beneath a tree and stood away for around a comfortable distance. Truth to be told, this revolver was his grandfathers' old gun and he had tried them out for hunting before.
"--bullet noises"
Brig fired 3 rounds simultaneously hitting the target.
"I still got it"
"bullet noises"
Then another 3 rounds. 2 bullets hit the tree while the other one only grazed the rock.
"I got cocky hehe"
Wondering on how to store the gun, Brig decided to get more bullets from the box until..
"Hmmm"
He turned back, gazed into the tree with some kind of feeling he could not explain. so he went to the tree to check.
He reloaded the gun with the remaining bullets on his pocket while getting close to the tree. And when he was near the tree he felt some cold wind blowing through his face. Wondering where the wind came from, he decided to check behind the tree, gun on his hand slowly only to find a massive human sized hole behind it.
"Damn"
Curious, he took out his phone for a flashlight and poked his head inside the hole and then his whole body.
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"Welcome"
Status
HP: 87/151
MP: 0
STR: 8
AGI: 7
INT: 15
Skills : Appraisal (A) Inventory (C)
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As he went through the hole, a blue screen appeared in front of him.
"A game?"
Feeling a little panicked, Brig tensed up and assumed a gun fighting position with his whole stance lowered, gun near his body, all the while checking his surroundings from time to time.
After checking his surroundings thoroughly, Brig weighed all of his options and decided to do the most sensible thing that he can think of.
"Lets just hope this works"
He went back from the tree hole where he came.
"Success"
Realizing that it was not a one way trip, he tried on putting his arm on the hole again.
"It seems that I can pass through freely."
Smiling wildly, he jumped back and forth the hole for several times until he got tired and then he sat down while thinking what to do next.
"Okay, so basically that's a whole new world out there that is set to explore. The problem is... Status."
He already guessed that there is a whole new other world beside the hole since earth do not normally have 2 moon silhouettes
Status
HP: 87/100
MP: 0
STR: 8
AGI: 7
INT: 15
Skills : Appraisal (A) Inventory (C)
Pulling up the blue screen he saw earlier, he now knew that it was those kind of world transfers where a status screen shows numerical values about everything is set.
"And why is my HP reduced?, do I have an illness or something? Hmm.. let me check if this works.... "Appraisal"
-Current HP reduced due to existing abnormal status : sleep deprivation 43 hours-
"Oh, now that makes sense."
He then realized that from before he got fired he was formerly a corporate slave with several deadlines to take care of.