Observations, Acceptance & Gearing Up

Taking a moment to sit in a chair he could never afford to in real life Zachriel looked around at his personal chambers. With a color scheme of blue and white for the clothes and linens, a fire place, shelves holding various tomes and scrolls, a king sized bed and an assortment of various plants and paintings it was fit for being called rich.

Walking around and touching the various items he idly observed every sensation.

"It's real." Every touch and scent further solidified the idea that this was no dream or his favorite virtual reality. "Ahahahaha! It's real!"

The more he said it the more joy he felt. Somehow someway he was transported into his Game Avatar. He didn't know if this was a server in Ygdrassil or a totally new world but honestly he didn't care.

"No more drilling solid rocks, no toxic waste, no asshole boss barking orders at me while I break my back for chump change!" He was so giddy he began dancing.

Eventually however a pinging sound went off in his head. Almost immediately the Angel Player was reminded that he was in unknown territory with limited resources and a potentially hostile neighbor. This wasn't all fun and games.

"But if I'm in my character body then maybe..." Zachriel muttered before cupping his hands together, "Shine Ball."

A small light the size of a baseball appeared in between his palms. He marveled at the sight. "Well at least I'm not defenseless like that one kid who kept dying over and over in that one anime. That guy's whole existence was suffering. Come to think of it..." how'd he even know he could teleport?

Pulling back his sleeve revealed a silver bracelet with an emerald the size of a quarter on his wrist. It was something all Guild members wore or kept within thier inventory. Had he really just gone off of instinct and did it?

'Back in Ygdrassil you had screens to navigate to pick and choose Skills, Spells and Items. But here I just know how as it's needed? Is there a limit to this?' Zachriel shook his head. He had so many questions but not enough time to ponder them right now.

Going over to a door within his chambers he opened it and was greeted by the sight inside.

'Bulwark Wyrm and Sky Piercer.' The first was an armor set that was stainless silver with matching, helmet, gauntlets and greaves lined with gold. The helmet was modeled after the Roman's with a blue plume. The chest was a metal plated brigandine. The gauntlets were fingerless and the greaves covered to just below his knees. As for the sword it was a double edged, six foot long and 5 inch wide buster style sword. The blade was solid black like obsidian, the hilt gold with 6 gems placed in the center, while the handle had a leather grip with more than enough room to 2 hand the weapon. With his armor and weapon was a red scarf called the Fire Giant's Kiss.

As he admired his favorite gear he realized a small problem.

"How do I put this shit on?" He had no idea if he could properly apply medieval armor to himself. "Do I just touch it or...?" Zachriel was interrupted as his gear glowed and a moment later teleported over his body replacing his leisure attire instantaneously. "Ok that's convenient."

-Husband.- Ramnia's voice echoed within his mind slightly startling him. -As you've requested the hour has come and gone. All whom you've summoned await your arrival.-

'Right better get to it then.' He thought to himself. Focusing on his bracelet he found himself once more, this time more heavily filled with the upper echelons of the Valorborn best.