Dragged by an invisible .

"I've given you chance, filthy human liar! Don't forget you're just an average player to me now!"

You can tell the anger from the words of the goddess, and you saw Karl being dragged by an invisible **** and being lifted up in the air by an invisible **** uncontrollably. He was turned to face you slowly, and you can hear him yelling.

"Let me go, you AI bitches! Should I escape, I would report you and let them format you!"

"No, never."

Maybe it's the first time you know what a surprise is. You saw the naked human body being gradually formed into a T shape with his arms raised flat and his legs closed together, you can hear him yelling, scolding, crying, But then his voice gradually decreased, until you could see tears on his expressionless face, and eventually even the tears disappeared. The human admin now stood there, emotionlessly, just like a silent statue.

"Base armor detached, now it is time to witness the miracle."

You heard a strange crack, unlike anything you've heard in your short life. If you're asked to describe it, it's like to break some best wool with big wooden stick, very rough. Soon, you can see the body of the human admin's player being dropped to the ground like a rotten leaf, it landed face down, you can see the crack on its back clearly. Strangely, the body didn't collapse on itself even if it seemed to be empty inside.

You gazed up, and saw a human-shaped,,, white thing if you can describe? You can see it struggling a little. So, it's the so-called "skeleton", where the game store the consciousness of the player according to the goddess, right? You've seen nothing alike. You began thinking whether it is true that everyone in this kingdom have something alike under his or her skin, or base armor as the AI admin said.

"It is true. Everyone in this wonderland in fact have the same thing alike under their base armor, but most of whom would never know it. You see, that's why we can fool the game system like this. They are basically creating NPCs like us and let players uploading their own consciousness into the server to control them, well, some of them, and other are controlled by AI generated codes, like you and me. Might be considered a crime outside here, but who knows what they actually did to make it legal." You heard the voice of goddess speaking to you, as if she was really speaking to your soul.

Wait, how can you read...

"Oh, I'm detaching your base armor, so, I'm technically, well as least I can say, examining through your soul, and browsing everything you thought, and you are thinking."

Detaching base armor? You realized that yourself was just lift in the air like the situation you've seen Karl in before, while having your arms raised and your legs closed together, well, technically greaves and gauntlets, it doesn't matter. You can hear similar crack you've heard before. And suddenly, you felt a great burden lift off.

"Well, you don't have a face, so it's really easy to detach your headset... You can imagine how hard it is to strip that guy hanging over there."

You gazed down, and saw your original armor body laying face down below you. It didn't fall apart like you imagined, but stayed whole like someone is wearing it, but you know it's empty since you can clearing see the crack where you were pulled out. You can see your own body shining and white like you see the featureless live mannequin hanging there. And suddenly, you heard the scolding and yelling again, but this time with a different voice.

"Shut your fucking mouth up!" You shouted, quickly astonished about that not only can you speak, you also have the same voice as Karl hanging over there. "Wait, what the voice thing?" You yell at the goddess who you don't know where she is, like a mad Karl.

"Oh, it's the default voice. Luckily, it's in an independent channel so anyone with his base armor on won't hear it. I don't know why they would creat such a backdoor when they were developing this game, hell knows."

"So, how do it wear that... base armor if you say?"

"HOW DARE YOU? THAT'S MY BODY, MY THING!" You can hear Karl, or the thing once been Karl, crying at you desperately.

"Shut up, not yours anymore!" You decided to just ignore him.

"Simple, I'll land you over there. You don't have any normal thing that could help you don the armor right now, so you have to wear it like a bodysuilt, and then it would attach itself automatically. " You saw yourself being landed near the lifeless Karl shell dropped below him. And then you picked the shell up, and turnedi it over to face you. You gazed into the lifeless eyes of Karl's default face setting, nothing, just an empty suit, an empty identity.

You ignored the somehow childish crying of Karl, and gradually wearing the shell, feet, waist, arm, torso. It did attach automatically, when you wear his calves like a pair of boots, you can feel the somehow moist ground below your feet; when you wear his waist like a pair of trousers, you can feel his slight erection, a sense you've never experienced before; when you wear his arms like a pair of gloves, you can feel his empty head landing in your hands, just like caressing someone else's face, lively, but lifeless; when you wear his torso like a heavy jacket, you can feel his abs, his strong back, his strong shoulders, even it's only a base template without any furthur modifications. Finally, you held up the head in your hands, ignoring the unstoppable begging of former Karl, and suddenly everything became silent.

"Congraduation." You heard the goddess' words. You stood up and examined your own body. It's Karl, at any aspect.

"Karl Donnerberg, aged 26, currently working as an admin of Game Operation Group. Married three years ago, shit, need to act as him more, terrible." You murmured to yourself.

You gazed around, and see the shattered black armor parts, you collecting them and open your inventory, equipped them one by one, the armors has no real health bar, so it worked perfectly when you equipped them all on. You looked at yourself in the inventory interface, wonderful, just like the one you backstabbed, exactly.

You turned back, seeing your old armor body lying lifelessly on the ground, still a position that seemed to be like pushing down from a very high place and getting hit in the head and passing out facedown. You approached it, and turned it over. The eye was still shining, apart from the crack on its back, you can't really tell it apart from a really fallen decreipt armor, well, maybe most of the time, the decreipt armors would be shattered in pieces rather than stayed whole once fallen, that's the only difference.

You took a closer look at your formal body...