Chapter 2: Chapter 2 - A New Body
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[Brackets like this] = skills that the character uses
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"Hmmmmm, if you are resistant to me, then you are worth inspecting." Azumi rubbed her pale skin with her fingers.
She snapped her pale and delicate fingers, and an explosion occurred.
[Materialize]
The explosion of blue particles was extremely strong and large in radius. The crystal clear water below him rippled violently.
Gregory flinched from the sudden explosion. He instinctively moved his arm in front of his face. Suddenly, his feet felt cold. A chill ran through his body as the cold temperature settled in. Goosebumps started to appear on his skill.
"Cold? Feet? An arm?" Gregory looked down to see that he had a new body.
His body was short and extremely unathletic, and as he looked at the water below him, he saw that his face was average. He looked like an normal office worker, with black hair that looked busily parted, and blue eyes and a pale white face. His facial features weren't exactly ugly, but you couldn't exactly call him handsome as well.
Noticeably, he felt everything around him. Gregory noticed how thick and cold the air was, and how cold the water was.
So many questions raced through his head. What was Azumi? How did he get a body? Who even is he?
Gregory attempted to take a step towards the mysterious woman. However, he couldn't control his legs, and he miserably stumbled onto the puddle of water with a "splash!". Gregory felt the coldness of the water, a deathly chill, seep into the entirety of his body. Goosebumps plagued his skin and he shivered violently in the water.
Gregory attempted to push himself upwards using his arms, but failed again. He racked his brain, struggling to remember how to get up and walk.
And then Gregory realized he didn't know how to walk. Or get up either. His instincts told him to walk and move, but his brain couldn't fit the missing piece to complete the puzzle.
Suddenly, like a torrent of water, confusion and hysteria flooded Gregory's body. Why was he even here, in the middle of nowhere, with a body that doesn't work? What was the point of his existence? Did he even exist?
Gregory giggled maniacally, clutching his head with both of his hands, trembling. Tears flowed out of eyes, and Gregory started to lose control of his body and mind. Insanity slowly crept over his mind, like a wolf slowly stalking a rabbit, waiting for the moment to slash and tear at the rabbit's white fur.
Slowly but surely, Gregory started to feel an itching sensation over his body. It was a minor itch at first, but then it grew into an unbearable feeling that burned at his body. Gregory started scratching at his body, but no matter how hard he scratched the itch never crept away.
Scratch.
Scratch.
Scratch.
Gregory kept scratching his body for what felt like eons, not noticing the bloody scratches, painted all over his body. He also didn't notice how the water was stained dark red because of all of his blood.
But he just kept scratching, and scratching, and--
"Stop! I command you to stop right at this moment!" Azumi shouted loudly. Her glamorous face was contorted for a moment in pure anger and confusion, her blue eyes staring straight through Gregory.
Gregory snapped out of his stupor and stared at her for a moment.
[Heal] + [Clean]
Azumi snapped her fingers once again and the scratches on his body faded away. The blood staining Gregory's body and the water disappeared.
"I will not allow one of my players to be this unsightly! Stand up this instance!" Azumi shouted.
The insanity lingering in Gregory's body was replaced with something else - something burning and primal - anger. Anger towards his creator, or saviour, or whatever Azumi was. He didn't care about who he was, or what a "player" was, or the magic Azumi just used - his heart was filled to the brim with molten anger.
"Why did you create me? I have no purpose, no memories, nothing! I don't even know how to walk! Tell me, what is my purpose as a 'player'?" Gregory yelled. His blue eyes crinkled with anger, and his mouth curled in a snarl.
"For entertainment." Azumi emotionlessly stated. Her eyes that were contorted with anger returned to normal. There was no hint of sympathy in her statement, almost like she was stating a fact.
Gregory's blankly stared at her, shocked.
"You are here as a "player" for me, for my entertainment. I picked you because it seemed like you had potential."
"What if I don't want to be a player?" Gregory asked faintly. He knew the answer already in the back of his head, it was painfully obvious. Hopelessness crept over Gregory and smothered him.
"Its simple. Your soul will be obliterated by my magic, and you will cease existing."
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
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Specko You... will DIE!
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