“Millie, get behind the tree! Now!” I shouted to Millie, as my wolves and goblins held off the oncoming troll.

  “You said it wouldn’t be dangerous! Liar!” She shouted back, as she hid behind a tree.

  “Well! Obviously, I didn’t think a fucking troll would somehow sneak up on us!” I replied, as I pulled out my sword and stabbed the troll in the foot, as my goblins distracted it with their daggers, sticks and makeshift spears.

  “ROAR!!!” the trolls roar shook the ground. Stunning us, using that moment of defenselessness against us, it killed several goblins before we could move again.

  “Die you son of a bitch!” I shouted as I grabbed on the dead goblins daggers and threw it into the trolls eyeball, causing it to scream in pain, using it to my advantage, I cut the trolls left hand off and stabbed it in the knee.

  “ROOOAR!!!” the troll roared at me in anger, and punched me… right into the direction of a tree.

  “Agh!” I screamed as I hit the tree.

  My health was extremely low, I could barely see the red bar.

  “...This is the end… isn’t it?” I asked myself, as I watched my beasts hold off the troll for as long as they could.

  “No… it’s not, I’m not giving up! Conjure Familiar! Conjure Familiar! Conjure Familiar! Bound Dagger!” I shouted in rage until a screen appeared before me.

  I suddenly felt a lot better… as if I wasn’t hit in the first place!

  “Alright! That’s it! Round two motherfucker!” I shouted as I ran up to the troll, threw my bound dagger into its other eye, grabbed my sword and stabbed it in the right foot repeatedly, until it lost its balance, using it to their advantage, my pets bit, scratched, stabbed and pummeled the troll to death.

  “Hahaha! We won! Haha!” I shouted, in joy.

  “...Grant?” Millie said my name, which caused me to turn to her… only to see… Millie holding a pistol!

  “Millie, what the hell? Why do you have a gun?” I asked, surprised.

  “I… don’t know… I had a message appear before me, saying I got the… call of duty system… what’s call of duty?” she asked.

  “It’s a game… wait, why don’t you have the Skyrim system?… that’s weird… maybe, every person who gets enough… experience to level up gets a different system…” I said.

  “System… is that right?” I asked the system.

  “Okay… thanks, system… now, what do I do with the troll’s corpse? I can’t resurrect it…” I said to myself.

  “Loot it?” I asked, confused.

  “And... you didn’t tell me about this… why?” I asked.

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  “Fuck you!” I shouted to the blue screen in my head.

  “What’s wrong Grant?” Millie asked, confused.

  “...My system told me I could… loot stuff for money, weapons, armor, skill books and other shit! After over a fucking week on the island! I could’ve used this for so much more!” I shouted, angrily.

  “Isn’t that… good?” Millie asked.

  “Yeah! It is good! But! I didn’t know about this for a whole fucking week! I was wondering how I could get money! I could’ve been so much more powerful than right now!” I replied, angrily.

  “Oh… yeah, that would suck…” Millie agreed.

  “Well… anyways… loot!” I said as I looked directly at the corpse of the troll, and suddenly a sword, a shield, a helmet and several golden coins, dozens of silver coins and hundreds of copper coins dropped from the sky.

  “Whoa!” Millie was simply amazed.

  “I know… wow… that’s cool, well… I’m grabbing the coins and everything else… why don’t you loot the rabbits you killed earlier?” I asked.

  “Oh right! Loot!” Millie said, as several different pistols, a knife and a bunch of copper coins, along with ammo fell from the sky.

  “Awesome!” I said.

  “Wait a second… system, what happens if you’re inside and you loot?” I asked.

  “Okay, thanks system” I said.

  “What’d it say?” Millie asked, curiously.

  “It just goes through the roof…” I replied.

  “...System, how much money do I have now?” I asked.

  “Wait, why do I only have 9 of the other coins?” I asked the system.

  “That’s… weird” I said.

  “Good point… wait, you were created!?” I asked.

  “Okay… anyways, can I buy some stuff?” I ask.

  “Let’s see… NPCs” I said, curious.

  “...Random?” I said.

  “Fuck it, random again!” I said, simply bored.

  “Fuck it, I need a frontliner, warrior!” I said.

  “Farengar” I said.

  “Yes” I said.

  As the I read the system's words, a man's feet appeared before me, and slowly turned into a pair of legs, then a body which sprouted arms and finally a head.

  “My lord!” the Imperial Farengar began to kneel towards me.

  I made sure to cover Millie’s eyes because he was completely naked.

  “System, give me a pair of clothes! Now! I don’t care about the cost, just give it to me!” I said.

  “Good!” I said as I saw Farengar wearing a pair of generic clothes, no longer with his “sword” hanging out.

  I took my hand off of Millie’s eyes, allowing her to see Farengar… who I must admit looks like the typical ikeman.

  Perfect face, perfect body, perfect teeth, perfect hair… I kind of hate my creation…

  “My lord, what would you like me to do?” Ikema- Farengar asked, as he was still kneeling.

  “I would like you to follow us back to our home, for now… where we can get you suited up and ready for battle” I said, as I got onto Roger’s back along with Millie and we went east, to the cave.

  “Yes, sir!” Farengar said, as he hopped onto one of the surviving wolves backs and rode alongside us the whole way.

  ‘Damn it! I was hoping he’d have to run after us!’ I thought

  We rode back to the camp.