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(P.S, I also obviously own this fanfic)

Chapter 1

Welcome

God almighty, they wanted newbies to fight werewolves?! I can fully understand goblins but fucking werewolves?! I truly fear what was on the deeper floors.

Never the less, if I truly wanted to experience this fantasy world to its fullest, I must defeat these things before me. Plus, in the case that I fail miserably, I can blame it on my lack of team. Hey, everyone must have their pride.

Having a sword that strangely felt familiar in my hands also helped.

Awkwardly getting into a classic position that I have seen in many animes, I readied myself for what was to come. Death or victory.

With a roar, the single kobold charged at me with its teeth bearing and saliva drooping.

Now, the real question I asked myself why did it seem like it was walking at me at the speed I was perceiving it at? My mind already had the answer but I refused to believe it, reaction time.

Time does not slow down whenever I am for a shot in a shooting game, time does not slow down when I see an attack coming in a fighting game. Why would it slow down now?

God, having this many questions within me is now a testament to the slowness of time in my perception. Whatever is causing what I am perceiving I thank it for my survival.

Angling myself to the left by sidestepping, I brought my sword to bisect the werewolf in half.

The sword that I held with my two hands was proof that the body I now apparently controlled was that of my character from my latest Skyrim playthrough.

I forgot the name but I do believe it was named divine something. Probably Divine Sword or something if my memory serves me correctly.

Sighing, I looked to the kobold only to grimace as I found no corpse. No corpse means no stone and no stone means less money to feed me and pay off some debt.

Shaking my head, I decided to continue my adventure on the first floor, making marks on my map to allow me to backtrack when I wanted to head back.

I should probably introduce myself properly, in this world I am known as Alyssia and I am formerly male. I am the gender-bent protagonist of this isekai adventure!

"Uwa..." I groaned as I plopped myself on my bed that I would hopefully have by the end of the week but knowing my luck would probably never have.

Perhaps getting a god who has a house in the city would've been better, I groused to myself.

Gods, a plural word that my polytheistic self would have associated with fellow humans who were really good at something. Now, I refer to everyday beings who had descended from heaven.

Mythological gods and goddesses, something I had read up briefly but I never understood. Sure, the myths they were associated with were very interesting and entertaining if displayed right but I had not truly accepted them as real. Perhaps it was just my upbringing?

But this very city and the goddess I was contracted with were proof of their existence.

Usually, when someone joins a familia, they are more than likely seeking a god of their profession or one who could provide the best resources. However, in my infinite wisdom, I had contracted a goddess whose only business in Orario was not adventuring but growing food.

Well, I may have been entranced by her so that may have been why I had asked her if I could join her familia... Hey, I am still a hormone-sensitive male teen at heart.

Luckily she, understanding my foolishness in the matter and being kind as she is, had said that if I wanted to join another familia, all I needed was to ask.

Unfortunately for myself, I would feel terrible if I just left her and as such had no intention of changing anytime soon.

Well, it was my first day at the dungeon so perhaps that may change.

"This is so... Surreal..." I muttered as I stared at the ceiling.

If anyone would have told me that I would be transported into another world as my costume-made avatar from Skyrim, I would tell them I wish and ultimately not believe them.

Honestly speaking, I would not be surprised if I was truly just dreaming. Then again, this world is so complicated for my mind to come up with.

Oh, if this was also my dream why the hell was in debt and struggling to make ends meet?

God, sometimes I would wish I could just summon money when I wished.

"Right... Not singular God anymore..." I mused as I continued staring at the ceiling.

As I laid there, my nose picked up a scent that made me grimace. What I would do to get a bath... I couldn't help but blush right there as I realized what I was thinking, after all, if I were to take a bath I would see myself naked. Usually, that wouldn't be a problem but right now, I was the opposite sex and situationally straight.

I sat myself up and moved to the bathroom with a grimace. I sent a look at the clothes that I had bought for sleepwear after some of the workers here made some comments on my style. Looking to heaven once more, I closed my eyes and started to strip.

God, why the first hot naked woman my virgin self sees with my own two eyes without a screen or a paper to give me visual must be myself? Like, why did I even come here? If you are truly there, God, I am going to ask you a lot of questions if I ever see you.

"Good morning, Alyssia!" a very cute girl called out. Her name was Syr, a grey-haired young woman whose smile instantly wanted me to propose to her despite me only knowing her for a little amount of time and my numerous self-restraints.

I smiled lightly, trying to be polite in the face of my cute woman before me. "Good morning, miss Syr."

"Hey!" Syr pouted as she gave me a glare.

Oh God, what did I do? Did I say something wrong? Was my smile too strained? Did I do my hair? I mean, I never do my hair but is my hair too frazzled? Maybe my armor was really dirty?

I bit my lip as I remembered one responsibility that was required of me to adventure, I need to maintain my equipment. As a person who's intelligence only lied in book knowledge and quick thinking, tasks that take hours of my time were something that would bore me to no end. Hell, I can't play the same video game for hours on end, Skyrim included.

"Don't call me, miss! I am not much older than you!" Syr huffed, finalizing her statement.

I cringed slightly, my mind had expected so many answers yet the simplest and most expected had completely fallen off my mind. God damn it, my mind overthinks a lot and it may or may not be a good thing. Scratch that, it is definitely a bad thing even with the reaction time I apparently now have.

"Hehe... I am sorry..." I apologized sheepishly as I shifted nervously.

"Anyhow, how would you like to have breakfast with us?" Syr inquired, her eyes giving me the most endearing puppy eyes that I had ever the honor of seeing.

Having only met her a few days back, I felt a bit nervous. I mean, who would invite a stranger to eat with them? Granted, that is indeed the fastest way to make friends and Syr indeed seems like the type of person to try and make as many friends as possible.

And those eyes... Dear God, I do hope I won't end up regretting this... "I-If you don't m-mind!" I agreed, my stumbling of words having gotten the better of any posture of confidence I had.

"I am the one who invited you, Alyssia, of course, I won't mind!" the ever endearing grey-haired beauty scolded with a pout.

I chuckled nervously as I was dragged to the table of where a few other waitresses of the pub -- which was called the "Hostess of Fertility", the name of which had confused me on if it was a stripper club of sorts -- were waiting, already eating breakfast. The menu of said breakfast was simple bread, toast, butter, soup, and eggs.

Honestly, I prefer eating cereal but you can't be a kid forever. And they don't have cereal here, I sadly remarked.

Also, all the waitresses were cute or beautiful, especially the elf Ryuu, whom I have undoubtedly had a crush on. Oh God, does that mean I am a lesbian?! Wait no, my soul is male so surely it's straight. But what about hormones?! Gah!

"Good morning, Alyssia, nya!" chirped the catgirl as she waved them over. Her name was Anya and apparently, she was the airhead of the group. This little fact on her had surprised me as I had assumed that Syr was the airhead but apparently she was too smart for that.

"Uh... Hi?" I greeted nervously as I took a seat.

"Why are you so stiff, nya?" Anya inquired as she looked at me curiously.

I tried not to look at Ryuu, whose blank stare gave me nervousness as I fumbled a bit to answer Anya's question. "U-Uh... I am just a bit shy, that's all..." I admitted truthfully as I grabbed a bread and started to eat it.

"No shy person would ever admit they are shy," Syr criticized.

Dear God, no wonder she's not the airhead! She's a god damned emotional manipulator! Well, I may never seen an emotional manipulator but dear God was she sharp.

"I am just a bit overwhelmed, then..." I corrected weakly as I shrunk in my seat and tried to eat pitifully.

From there, topics and food were exchanged and eaten until it was time for the pub to officially open.

"Well... I guess I shall go to the dungeon!" I declared, having built enough confidence in myself and familiarity to say so. Striding to the door, I was about to exit until I was stopped.

"Hold on there, missy!" a loud and boisterous voice called from the bar. Mia Grande also is known as Mama Mia, was probably the biggest woman I had ever seen, was giving me a glare.

"Y-Y-Yes, m-ma'am...?" I stuttered nervously, my gut turned as I gained a bad feeling.

"That'll be 300 Valis," she declared, her tone and words giving no chance to argue.

Yet, my mouth seemed ready to challenge her words nonetheless. "For a single piece of bread and eggs?!" I gaped. "I-I thought the food was free!"

"Everything here has a price, nothing here is free," she declared in turn.

"I-I..." Knowing for sure I had no room to argue and knowing that I'll probably be defeated if I tried to fight, I conceded. "Ugh... Fine..."

The victorious smirk on Mama Mia's face only served to make me sadder.

"Ugh, it is a good thing that I am wearing the only armor I am ever going to use..." I groaned as I looked at my pouch of coins, which was meager. "But then again, this armor is going to be a pain to maintain..."

It had decent protection and was good looking enough to be end-game gear, which it was. Truly, the yurica chevalesse version 2.0 armor by TheBossGamer was a simple yet beautiful outfit, sad that I couldn't the more armored version as it used UNP instead of CBBE.

I continued my walk towards the dungeon, my armor drawing in many looks much of which were of envy and disdain. The disdainful stares made me a tad bit nervous but I do suppose that would be expected, I too would be envious if someone walked in with hundreds of medals despite never hearing of them.

Hell, I do not doubt that they were all experienced than me.

I gulped, if I were cornered by any of these adventurers I would surely lose. If only if I can learn the ability to use the magic or the power of the dragons, the thu'um, I could pass off as a magic caster. All I have now was a two-handed sword that I have no idea how to use properly besides stabbing and slashing.

I could try to draw on stuff I had seen in video games, particularly Kingdom Come: Deliverance, or from youtube videos.

"Hey, girlie!" a gruff voice called out.

I sent a look at the commotion before continuing walking. It would seem a man and his party were approaching someone near me, I couldn't care less.

"Hey, I am talking to you!" growled the man once more to whoever he was talking to. "I am talking to you, girlie!"

Suddenly, someone latched onto the cloak I wore and tried to pull me back. Unfortunately for him, I had some 2 years of Jiu-jitsu and Judo of experience under my belt. Utilizing a simple seoi nage, I threw the man over my shoulder and sent him to the ground.

Alyssia's body was truly fit for a warrior of her calibur and her strength is enough to slay dragons in mere strokes of her and her overpowered sword.

I am remarking on this why? Well, because when I threw the man my grip was too weak and as such, I lost my grip midway through the throw and instead of landing on the ground, I sent the man flying.

To say the least many people gaped at the scene, I included.

"Brother!" one of the man's party members cried.

"Ah... Sorry!" I called after, rushing immediately to help the man. Obviously, the man had some rough intentions like maybe bullying or impressing me into their team but I can't truly punish them for a crime he had not committed.

With Alyssia's inhuman speed, I quickly surpassed the man's party member. It would seem most of my worries were unfounded as the man heaved a cough from the wall he slammed into before getting himself out, stumbling in a dazed dance.

"You okay?" I asked with worry as I tried to help the man, laying him down and using my hand to hold his head up.

"Huh...? Uh... Gods, I have a splitting headache..." the man groaned as he shook his head in a vain attempt to alleviate his headache. "Gods... Are you a goddess?"

"Eh?" I blinked in surprise before shaking my head. "No, but here, drink this it is the least I can do." I brought out a health potion, something that would send me down a few thousand valis but I do doubt I would like to get swindled for money on a potion to help him in the future.

"Haha... Would you marry me?"

"Nope," I denied instinctively, my years of having a routine between my friends on gay jokes already saying it without much thought especially with a fellow man. I cringed slightly when I realized my words but ultimately I was relieved that I had instinctually denied the man's request. "Anyway... Just drink."

"Bitch! Get off of him!" roared the man's squadmate.

Once the man had finished gulping down the potion and sent a glare at the squadmate. "Being worried about your friend is good and all but do not call me that again," I stated firmly, my male inner dominance roaring to defeat him.

Doing martial arts does wonder to your pride.

"Y-Yes..." the squad member backed down.

I turned back to the man, letting his head lay on the floor and standing up. "Anyhow, I do apologize for any inconvenience I may have caused." With that apology said, I moved once more to the entrance, my feet now speeding in order to get out of the lobby's sight as quickly as possible.

Dear God, I do hope this won't bite me in the ass because I really do like Alyssia's ass.

"I think I can go down the second floor," I said to myself as I stared at the staircase that led to the said floor.

I wanted an adventure, right? Where's the adventure when there is no risk? The feeling of a challenge roared a mighty feeling in my heart.

At heart, I was a thrillseeker, a shy thrillseeker but a thrillseeker nevertheless. That's why I pursued martial arts so heavily, to feel the burning desire of a hard challenge. That's why I love video games, the taste of defeat only makes the sweetness of victory more delectable.

I marched down the stairs, my heels hitting the stone with a rhythm of clicks and my armor going up and down with every step I take.

One step ventured, one step of adventure taken, ane one step closer to my end. My end is determined by how many steps I take and what path I choose to follow. I will try to take as many steps as possible and take the path of my truth. I will stray but I will stand in may strayed path with my head high until I can no more.

Chapter 1 End

Eh, my first ever first POV story. I do hope I please... But I personally am dipping my toe in untouched territory for me so I may not be as fluid as most authors experienced in this POVs.

I also am worried about the main protagonist, {Redacted} also known as Alyssia. Personally, I find OCs displeasing in many regards. Most often or not, OC protagonists are either edgy, OP, depressing, or outright terrible. Of course, those that fall out of that category and make amazing OC protagonist (I personally recommend Sanitize by Sage Thrasher) are simply phenomenal.

I want my own works to be phenomenal as well. Sure, I write fanfics but none of them truly has any outstanding characters that I myself came up with as I strictly adhere to the chosen characters' personality or at the very least try to keep it as close as possible.

Also, I know quite many of you are you because of my Fate/series and Bleach fics but I do hope that you all will love this story never the less.

Anyhow, let's get on with possible questions that may pop up.

First, stats. I won't give you Danmachi stats but I can give you Skyrim stats that I came up with.

Name: Alyssia

Race: Nord

Level: 45

Destruction: 50

Restoration (Legendary): 83

Illusion: 15

Alchemy: 16

One-handed: 30

Two-handed (Legendary x2): 87

Archery (Legendary): 36

Blocking: 74

Light-armor: 65

Heavy-armor: 15

Speech: 36

Smithing: 100

Secondly, mods mentioned in this story:

Yurissa's chevalesse armor II by TheBossGamer (nexus)

Thirdly, the goddess the protagonist is contracted to has appeared in canon in Ryuu's side story. I don't believe it has been animated but it's on manga.

I don't have anything else to say; if you have a question leave it here.

Also, the protagonist's personality is roughly based on my perception of myself. Little fun facts of myself if you can understand them.

I will try to update Salvation but I would probs just update Prisma LxL.

SaveTheWeak, out.