Author: E-arth Duelist PM
Based on the computer game Terraria. A young collage boy is suddenly swept into the world of Terraria with no explanation as to why.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Fantasy - Words: 876 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 3 - Published: 07-19-11 - id: 7196682
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Chapter 1: I'm Made of Pixels?
Hidden within the world of cyberspace is a vacuum of endless possibilities. Humans are not supposed to delve too far into such endless possibilites. However, since it is not always wirtten in stone, there are some who will try. I should know. I am one such human who crossed the invisible line between computer animation and reality. I should explain a bit further.
My name is Marix. Marix Varzion. I am a 19 year old male collage student working at Cobalt Tech University. Or at least, I was. My favorite subject was learning about computer technology and how it could aid humanity. One day, my professor allowed me to take apart a computer model. I was hoping to find out how I could rearrange a computer to be able to store the human brain. That's right, my goal was to find out the process of transporting humans through cyberspace to prolong life and even just to explore the vast world untouched by many. But, my plan backfired.
That particular night, another student was promised use of the computer lab. She was oblvious to everything going on around her that night, for some reason or another. At least, that is my guess. She picked the exact computer I had been working on to turn on and try out her new computer game, Terraria. "Wait, hold on!" I shouted, trying to connect two wires together that were nessasary for the computer to work. Within seconds of the disk being inserted and the power being switched on, electricity ripped through my body and then it went dark.
"What the...?" I uttered, looking around when I came to. The world around me didn't feel right. I was outside, in a forest of some sort. But, I remembered being in a computer lab at my collage, trying to piece back the computer. As the events that had transpired were recollected in my mind, I took the time to carefully look at myself. I was dressed in blue overalls and a red t-shirt, complete with black boots. That wasn't I was wearing before the accident either. However, what shocked me most was that I was 2-D! I was also made of pixels. What was going on?
As I tried to figure out where I was, a man dressed in black clothes walked up to me. He seemed somewhat joyful for some reason or another. "Hello player Marix" he greeted. "Welcome to Terraria. Is there a question you'd like to ask?"
"Of course I want to ask something" I almost yelled. "Why am I in a computer game?"
"It is not in my programming to answer that question" the man replied, shaking his head. I stared in disbelief. What good was he if he couldn't answer my question?
"What questions are in your programming?" I asked, hoping to get a response. Instead, he simply walked past me.
"Would you like to see your house?" he asked, running to the right. I had a house? I shrugged and followed, keeping a slow pace as I tried to sclae the small cliffs that were in front of me. The ground was so uneven here. As I concentrated on the ground, a green blob hit me from behind.
"What is that?" I cried out, unsure as to why I wasn't hurt that badly.
"That is a green slime" the man beeped, finally answering one of my questions. "You lost a half of a heart. When all five hearts are gone, you'll lose. If you want to fight, draw your sword or pickaxe. I assumed losing translated to dying, which I wasn't about to expirence, confused or not. I hesitently searched within my pockets, retrieving a sword from somewhere. Where did it come from?
"Never mind" I told myself. "Time to focus on the slime! Haaaaa!" With a stumbling slash, I struck the small slime, knocking back a bit. However, it hopped back, ready for more. "I guess I need to whack it a bit more before it's finsihed off" I surmised. Taking a small stride, I quickly hacked it again and again, until it disappeared. In its place was a gold coin. I picked it up, palmed it and pocketed it. 'Coins must have a purpose', I thought.
"Here it is" the man said, waving his pixelated hand toward a small, wodden building. I looked at it carefully. It would need some work, like a bed and a furnace, but otherwise would suit me well for my stay in Terraria, at least until I could figure out exactly how I got here and how I could go back home. But then again, maybe this was the kinjd of expirement I had been wanting to try: Living in a computer game.
"Thanks..." I said, realising I only knew this NPC as a man. "What's your name?" I got no response so I asked it in a different way. "What can I call you?"
"I am the Terraria helper NPC" he beeped. "If you have any questions, I will be wandering around this map." At least he wasn't going to be living with me.