My body felt a little sore. My muscles get like that when I lay down in an awkward position for long periods of time. It's a common side effect when I delve into Virtual Reality, but something today felt especially off. It's like I fell asleep on a really bumpy floor. To make things even more strange. There is a breeze blowing in my room, which shouldn't be possible. I get cold easily, and hugging a snowman without clothes is the worst feeling in the world. Yawning in annoyance, I took off my helmet and confusion immediately scrambled my brain.

I blinked, gnarled bark stood tall and imposing underneath the umbral umbrella of green. Scents of rain, mold, moss, animals, and a wonderful spectrum of wildflowers filled the air around me; filling my heart with warmth and peace caused by the surrounding forest. I can hear a waterfall echoing nearby. It sounded like a rough orchestra playing a tune of deep brass ever-rolling like thunder booming during a storm. It's music to my ears, but I couldn't enjoy it. The reason? I have no idea how I ended up in this forest in the first place!

I quickly forced my body up to look before reaching for where my smartphone should be, however. It wasn't in its usual pocket above my heart. Instead, my hand found a pair of big, voluptuous breasts. I frowned, 'I don't remember my twins being that big. They should be cute little oranges. Not hand engulfing melons!'

Looking down, I saw a sight that made my eyes go wide in shock. There, on my chest, underneath a garment made of stars, were a fucking pair of F-Cup tits! I can tell since they jutted out from my chest by at least six inches, however. That wasn't the most shocking fact. No. It was the sight of my Aetherial Dress of Twilight! Not only that, but the rest of my body had the very clothes I wore during my final moments in Valkyrie Quest! My God-tier Aetherial Mage-Set of Twilight!

I stood up, and, without thinking. I cast the Tier-1 Spell—Ice Reflection—to summoned a ten-foot-tall mirror right in front of me. What I saw in the reflection was none other than Wisteria Selene Nocturnia Vel'roha of I'raurha. My in-game avatar!

Wisteria stood at 177.8-Aro tall(5’10’’); she had long, thick, pitch-black, semi-flaming hair that reaches down to her lower back. She had naturally long, seductive, smokey eyelashes; deep azure-blue eyes, the oval face of a youthful goddess of beauty with a supermodel complexion, fair skin, angelic light-pink lips, and a cute button nose. She had an athletically sexy hourglass body with perfectly-shaped, and tightly-perky F-Cup breasts. She had enticing childbearing hips, long legs, physically thick and toned thighs, and a heart-shaped butt that was athletically firm with just enough baby fat to deliciously round it out. She's a Fairy Elf, and her 20.3-Aro(8 inches) pointed-ears hugged her skull tightly.

I designed her to be God-tier sexy because I was a short, flat-chested, slightly above average girl in terms of appearance. She's everything I wanted to be; sexy, massive breasts, tall, but my family's genetics weren't too merciful. My averageness in everything made me a typical wallflower compared to other girls. I mean, Valkyrie Quest was a VRMMORPG fantasy game. One that I spent a whole decade in. I'm not the only person who created their avatar to be their idea form, and when the game was going to close down. I cried as if I lost the most important person in my life, but why am I still Wisteria? Am I still in the game? Do I want to leave the game? I need to find out. At least, to know what kind of situation I've found myself in.

My right wrist has a special bracelet called: The Status Bangle. The Adventurers Guild sells the bracelet for a mere 15 Sil. Everyone, I mean everyone in Valkyrie Quest had one since it showed all information about your character, as well as act as identification for the various countries in the world of Aeris. Without it, one cannot allocate their Skill Points, Levels, Classes, and Perks; change their Titles, view their Quest Log, see their HUD, view their Mini-map, compass, and a bunch of other convenient information.

Of course, the one bought from the Adventurers Guild is only the basic one. A player can buy a much better one that shows more accurate data or even create their own. I, of course, being the master smith and enchanter that I am; designed my own with features I particularly find useful. Such as an in-game cellphone, camera, music player, and I even managed to code in Asgardian Rune-script various games from the Millennial Era. I made a lot of money selling them whenever I returned to my shop. They are fun to make if I do say so myself!

Other than that? They also show all the in-game settings like; Graphics, Audio, System, Adult, and so on. The bracelet is also the only way to Log Out of the game aside from the "emergency" way. And by the "emergency" way. The player has to die and Log Out during the Resurrection Sequence. Thus, I must destroy half the planet in order to kill myself to use the "emergency" way since my body and all of the passive abilities I've gathered throughout the years will heal all the damage I cause to myself within seconds.

'Well, maybe not half the planet. I could probably create a self-sustaining Tier-8 Time-Void Spell that will constantly erase my character's existence until I run out of Health Points, but I'm not that desperate or insane enough to actually make such a spell. I've accidentally summoned one-too-many pre-existence Void monsters in my life. Never again. Never. Again.' Horrifying thoughts aside, I turned on the bangle and saw something that made my heart stop.

All the in-game settings were gone. All of it. No Graphics, No Audio, Adult, System, or the Log Out button. Everything else was there, but not the stuff I need. I don't think I'll need to know the amount of cash I have in my Storage Ring, my pictures, my music, or, well, maybe some music. I opened that one and played a song from my "Don't Lose Your Shit" playlist. As the wonderful music played inside my head, I went back to search for the Log Out button, but to no avail.

I shook in place, eyes closed tightly as my heart pounded violently in my chest. My palms were sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy, but I remained steady. I stayed in place until my breathing returned to normal. When I opened my eyes again, tears streamed down my cheeks. Choked sobs echoed through the quiet forest.

"There's no Log Out button," I barely whimpered out.

"There's no Log Out button," I said again, a smile slowly forming on my face.

"There's no Log Out button!" I cheered with a smile that reached ear to ear.

"There's no Log Out button!" A creepy chuckle erupted silently from my lips.

"THERE'S NO LOG OUT BUTTON!" I'm laughing in hysterics now. Clearly, my music didn't work on keeping me calm. I lost my shit at that moment, but I didn't care. I never have to return to that horrible, horrible world called: Earth. "THERE'S NO FUCKING LOG OUT BUTTON!"

"WISTERIA ISN'T GOING ANYWHERE! YOU HEAR ME KING VI'ACEDIA! THIS FAIRY ELF BITCH IS NEVER GOING BACK! NEVER! I'M FREE! FREE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"GOODBYE EARTH AND HELLO WHEREVER THE HELL I AM!"

Yes, not my proudest moment, going insane like that, however. It's one of the happiest moments I've had in a long, long time.

I calmed down from my sudden explosion of insanity after a few minutes of laughing and cheering like a maniac. After reading all those stories about people waking up in another world with their video game character's stats. I really wanted to be one of them. Not for the power, but for the adventure; to travel around in my ideal body, to study magic, and acquire rare materials to create random inventions. Just thinking about all the new things I can find, the places I can explore! My body is trembling in excitement!

"Alright, Wisteria. Calm down," I said, taking a deep inhale. "First, find a place to make a base. There is a town nearby if I'm judging the mana-signatures walking around the area north correctly. Let's go there to collect our shit and make a plan."

Steeling myself, I grabbed my witch hat from the ground, cleaned it off with a simple Tier-1 cleaning spell before placing it securely on my head. I couldn't help but smile when using magic again. 'At least I don't need to re-learn it. That would have been a pain. The Magic System for Valkyrie Quest was difficult to master as is, and I don't want to waste time learning a new one.'

Giggling to myself, I activated the enchantment—Fairy Flight—bound to my boots. A magical aura wrapped my body in a loving embrace. The sounds of beautiful chiming jingled around me as I floated into the air. Though, it's not as intimate as using a pair of wings when using an enchantment, however. It still is a wonderful feeling to fly under your own power; to soar through the sky amongst the birds and clouds.

I took a deep breath with a smith permanently etched upon my face. I pumped more mana into my boots. This act sent me rocketing high into the air. Thankfully, my hat won't leave my head unless I personally take it off, and no one...wait, I forgot. Without the Adult Settings of Valkyrie Quest, the naughty parts of my body won't appear 'PG' to anyone trying to sneak a peak. Whatever. It's not like it matters with how skimpy female video game armor can be, or that the NPC's of Aeris cared. I personally made a few sets of God-tier Bikini Armor before for a few girls in the past. I even have a couple of sets I made for myself for...personal reasons. I know Liliana liked them...and now I'm depressed. Great.

Slapping my cheeks from the unpleasantly heartwrenching thoughts of my forever-lost lover, or tried. Any thought involving that beautiful, loving, caring, affectionate, warm, kind, gentle, loyal, honest, and understanding Angel of Asgard tended to cloud my mind with a thunderstorm-worth of solemn emotions. I reached into my—Ring of Astral Storage—and pulled out a simple, humble, gold ring with decorative tribal markings etched in silver.

My thumb caressed it longingly. I wondered how my Liliana is doing. 'Is she sad? Is she looking for me? Is she waiting for me to come home? Did I forget to turn off the stove again?' Were the sad questions constantly playing over and over in my mind. We knew I had to leave the world of Aeris, that I won't be able to return. I even had my own fully-customized android body given to me from Phoenix Studios as a gift for Liliana, but she didn't want to join me in the real world.

I understand why. She didn't want to enter the body of a heartless golem, to be unable to fly or use magic again. I could never take her ability to fly away from her, not after seeing my beautiful Angel completely destroyed after losing them once already. I managed to fix her wings once I learned the Tier-7 Spell—Phoenix Restoration—but the terror never left her.

"She stayed with me until the end. I'm glad we separated with a smile," I murmured sadly with a single tear caressing my cheek. I put on my wedding ring back on. It's not like it would affect the other enchanted rings on my left hand anyway. I don't know why I took it off in the first place. At the time, I guess it was too painful to look at? I don't remember, but I'm happy that it returned to its proper place. It made me feel...Complete. Yes, that sounds right. Wiping away my tears, I looked towards a small town located a mile north of my current location and immediately flew towards it. I desperately needed a distraction right now. I hoped the town would suffice, though knowing myself. I doubt it would last long.

I landed outside of a small quaint village near what appeared to be a train station. Several people were walking around, dragging cargo off of a locomotive made in the shape of a pastry, of all things. Hey, I won't judge. It's not the weirdest thing I've seen over the years on the world of Aeris. That spot belongs to Loki's flying Castle of Random. 'Ah, the nightmares. I missed you.'

As I walked off the platform, I couldn't help but notice all the stares I've been receiving. I don't blame them for gazing upon my epicness. My Aetherial Mage Set really was a sight to behold, especially when in combat. In its base form, it looked like a gothic dress made out of the night sky, stars, and black fire. Meanwhile, the combat form gave me the appearance of the Goddess of Death wrapped in a blazing inferno of starry flame. Well, they wouldn't be wrong in calling me the Goddess of Death. I do have that Ascended Class ready to be swapped into one of my Auxilary Class slots. I think I'll swap it back in later.

My musings came to an end when I noticed something off about the town. I couldn't quite place it, but don't they feel rather...weak? I mean, I was the maximum level of Valkyrie Quest with the highest possible completion rate for all my Classes, but everyone around me felt as though they could die if I merely look at them, or release my Aura. Maybe even touch them? I need to know just to be safe.

Activating the Tier-10 Spell—Omnipotent Astral Eyes of Infinite Possibilities—I looked around the local population for anything out of the ordinary. 'Weak. So unbelievably weak!' I screamed in my mind. 'The highest leveled person in this town is 32! And she's only a Generation-0 Neutral Mage! Everyone else is below 25! Twenty! Fucking! Five! Did I walk into a Beginner Village? That is the only possible reason for everyone to be so low!'

Deactivating the Spell, I shook my head indignantly. I couldn't believe I would appear near a Beginner Village of all places. I'm a Level 1000 Arch Magister that holds several God-tier Classes and Titles. Placing me near such a weak area will only cause endless amounts of trouble for the local population. If this world followed the same rules as Aeris, then my very presence would draw in creatures at my level, or a few million monsters close to it. The Anti-Speed-Leveling Mechanic of Valkyrie Quest caused all monsters to ignore the strongest Player with a level discrepancy over fifty, and if there is a Player above a hundred? Raid-Level bosses will start spawning within the village via Summoning Circles endlessly until all high-level Players are dead. Not gone, dead. And all Players that die due to this Mechanic will spawn in another village at the other end of their starting continent. 'Well, I could take them all on as I did with the Seven Armies of Helheim, but then the landscape within a few ten-thousand square kilometers will be completely destroyed as a result. I don't want that to happen...Right now. I kinda' want to relax and do some studying for a bit.'

Shaking my head, I continue my journey deeper into the village. If this world followed the same rules as Aeris, then I can easily turn this village into a Guild Town to prevent the endless monster hoards from destroying the place. I have a few scrolls left that I can use. I never needed to use them before after my Guild—The Trinity Seven—took over Laputa in Niflheim. The Loftwings that lived on the floating islands above the Land of Fog weren't all that happy about it, but they couldn't do anything to stop us. 'Not that they would dare, especially after I killed Lopteater from within his cage. Queen Zeria owes me too much after freeing the former capital of Skyloft from that fucking over-sized sky whale.'

The village I've walked into had your typical houses that are timber-framed with distinct thatched roofs and overhanging upper floors. Nothing too special. Only buildings of importance or have marketable value are built with sturdier materials like clay bricks and shingled roofs. Most of those buildings surrounded a tall, tower-like, three-story building in the center of town, and from what I can see. There is even an Adventurers Guild right next to the Bank. I made that my first stop, but before I could make my way there. The highest leveled person in town decided to grace me with her presence.

The girl in question stood roughly five-foot-six-inches tall, had an average hourglass body, six-inch pointed elven ears, C-cup, and rather perky breasts; dark-blue shoulder-length hair with a dark-purple and pink stripe on the left side; purple eyes, a cute nose, oval face, fair skin, and a rather stunning complexion. She wore a white dress shirt underneath a purple vest with both tucked into her mid-thigh purple plaid mini-skirt. She wore a tie that matched her skirt, black slip-on dress shoes, purple socks, and a silver analog watch on her left wrist. 'Three guesses to figure out her favorite color, and the first two don't count.'

She didn't look all that special. The girl looked like your average schoolgirl studying magic, however. The boy standing at an adorable four-foot-six-inches tall, and in absolute terror, is special. I don't know if she knew, but an Arcano Drakian is one of the rarest humanoid dragon races in Aeris. He's wearing a cute green hoodie with purple lining, baggy jeans, and matching sneakers. Plus, his short, messy green hair looked absolutely precious! If only his emerald eyes didn't stare at me in soul-crushing terror. I would give him the legendary Boob-Face-Hug of Blissful Suffocation! 'Also, he's level 28. That makes him the second highest leveled person in town, even though he has yet to acquire a Primary Class. I'll help him out if he can prove himself to me. He's worth it.'

"Ahem!" sounded a strained voice near me. I broke my inquisitive gaze from the trembling kid to find the rude person standing in front of me with a frown on her face. It was the purple-loving schoolgirl by the way.

"May I help you?" I asked politely.

"Yes, you may, Agent of Nightmare Moon," her eyes narrowed, her voice filled with venom.

I tilted my head in confusion, "Agent of Nightmare Moon? I have no clue what you are talking about."

In truth, I did. It's been several years since I've heard of that name. She kidnapped and sealed away the Fairy Queen of the Moon: Lunaria, in an attempt to cover the world in eternal darkness. Freeing the Fairy Queen was part of the Astral Library Chain-Quest in order to access the Realm of Fairies where the next part of the quest was.

Not only did I fight Nightmare Moon, but several hundred Players who became tricked into serving her as well. That little side-quest was fun but very tedious in certain areas; mostly when fighting against other Players. I managed to complete that quest after finding Nightmare Moon in her castle hidden away in the Dream Realm, followed by killing her in an epic battle within a collapsing pocket-dimension. I earned the titles; "The Princess of Twilight, Saviour of the Fairies, Celestial Knight, Nightmare Vanquisher, Paragon of Dreams, Guardian of Dreams, Princess of Dreams, and Goddess of Dreams," from the Celestial Fairy Queens after defeating Nightmare Moon. As for the whole "Agent" business. That's further from the truth. In fact, if there is another Nightmare Moon plaguing this world, then I'm going to do unspeakable things to her—Very unpleasant, rapey, and borderline demonic things to her until she's dead or so broken that she can't live without me.

"Don't lie to me. Your clothing gives you away!" shouted the girl in front of me. There were now a few people looking our way with confused expressions on their faces. I had to do something before the crowd got too big for my liking. Thus, I came up with a devious plan.

"My clothing is the result of various cosmetic enchantments I've personally created and not some fairytale taken from some old book," I snorted in response. "Plus, I'm not an "Agent," or whatever you think I am. I'm an Adventurer just minding my own business until a little girl..." I pointed at her, "...started throwing around wild accusations at me because of how I look!"

"Well, I—" I cut her off.

"How racist can you be?! Is this how people of this country treat foreigners? I've only been in this country for a short period of time, and I'm already getting profiled for my fashion choice!"

"That's not—" I didn't let her speak. To make things worse, a crowd started to form thanks to my loud voice and wild arm gestures. Her face gradually became more and more ashamed with each word I said.

"Who the hell do you think you are?! Who gave you the "authority" to criminalize others based on their appearance!? Cause' I don't know!" I finished my rant with a huff. The poor girl and adorable Drakian both looked terribly ashamed. As for the rest of the group? I quickly shooed them away with a quick glare.

"I'm s-sorry. I just assumed—" she whimpered out, but I cut her off again.

"Never assume. It makes you look like a bad person," I spat before turning around, and continued my journey to the Adventurers Guild; leaving the sullen duo to wallow in their shameful embarrassment.

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Twilight Sparkle

Twilight Sparkle walked towards her temporary home in Ponyville with her head slightly lowered. She didn't know what to think after that strange Magi verbally shamed her in public for a major misunderstanding. The Magi looked like Nightmare Moon as Twilight envisioned her; wrapped in stars, semi-flaming vantablack hair that flowed in a non-existent breeze, tall, unbelievably sexy to the point that no one in the world could match her appearance, a voice capable of seducing a nation, and her eyes! She only looked into them for a moment, but when she did?

Twilight felt as though she was staring into the eyes of the most dangerous being in existence. The amount of fear she felt in that brief second almost made her faint! Poor Spike had to change his pants when he made the same mistake she did. She bought him ice cream from Sugarcube Corner once he calmed down enough to breathe properly.

After that whole ordeal, Twilight followed the Magi for a little bit to make sure that she wasn't Nightmare Moon. She kept her distance, only using magic to listen in on her conversations. Twilight learned her name and occupation from the Adventurers Guild. The strange Magi's name is Wisteria, and she's a traveling Mage that funds her research via Smithing, Enchanting, and Alchemy. A rather odd background, but considering that she originally wasn't from Equestria. It kinda' made sense. Twilight didn't learn her level, though, however. Judging by the reaction the receptionist had when looking at it when making Wisteria's Adventurers Licence, it must be extremely high if the Guild Master had to come out of her office to verify it. Aside from her exotic appearance, nothing Wisteria did was out of the ordinary, which only made Twilight feel more ashamed for what she did.

Still, Wisteria's eyes bothered her greatly. They say the eyes are the "windows" of the soul. Twilight didn't believe in such superstitious nonsense. She's a girl of science and facts! Though, when she really thought about it. She can't deny that there was something seriously horrifying about that woman. She was a vicious dragon in sheep's clothing, hiding in plain sight, pretending to be normal. Wisteria may not be Nightmare Moon herself, but Twilight hypothesized that she is, somehow, related to her.

Twilight Sparkle wouldn't realize just how wrong she wished she was at that moment.

Author's Note

I will put all the stats for all characters on the Google Doc linked in the prologue. That way, everything won't be cluttered and everyone can find all details for Spells, areas, enchantments and othere stuff without it killing the immersion and flow of the story