Firestorm Online

I logged out of my account and shutdown the laptop.

'My life is too hectic right now…' I sighed. 'I need a drink!'

I jumped up from the bed and went to change clothes, I didn't bother putting on anything too special as I was used to being rejected by every girl in the room before I'd even opened my mouth. This was simply the sad reality for an out of shape office worker like myself.

In all the self-pity and depression I didn't even bother looking in the mirror. There was a bar pretty close to where I lived so I just went there, at this point it was around 10pm so the nightlife was beginning to emerge.

As the bar door swung open it revealed a familiar scene, the half full bar was slowly filling up in anticipation for the regrettable decisions that were sure to come later. I sat down on my usual seat at the corner of the bar, it was a fairly isolated area which was always useful for someone who was going to be isolated anyway.

I called over the barman and ordered a pint of beer before retreating back onto my phone. I sat there scrolling through the latest match results and game news surround FO, apparently the developers would be releasing a new game mode soon but that was only speculation. As my drink was passed to me I saw the barman give me an odd look.

'I guess he recognised me and wondered why I bothered coming back…'

As the time went by and the drinks went down I found myself noticing more and more strange looks. Girls in particular seemed to be looking at me, I felt really uncomfortable.

'Yeah, I know you don't want me here but do you have to stare so blatantly? Just get on with your own business…'

Eventually one of the girls sat down next to me and turned her head to speak.

'Wow, I didn't think these bitches would be so rude and actually confront me.'

I glared at her before she could say anything.

She just opened and closed her mouth a couple of times staring at my face.

'Is there something on my face? I better wash it off, at least that way they'll find it harder to mock me!'

I got up and walked to the toilets, leaving the girl alone at the bar. Pretty quickly afterwards her friends went over to her and began talking.

"So? Did you ask him?"

"I… I kind of just stared…"

"I wanted to speak, I really did but… he has a really intense stare… it was kinda hot…"

The giggling group of girls sat down and continued chatting.

Meanwhile in the toilets…

"Holy shit!" I shouted while looking into the mirror.

Thankfully I was the only one in the room at the time otherwise I would've gotten even more "weird looks".

'System, is that me!?'

[Yes]

'But… how!?'

I lifted up my shirt and gasped.

'I've got abs! I haven't ever seen abs this close before!'

I looked up at my reflection again; the chiselled jawline, the angular facial structure, the well-defined muscles, these were all the defining of a good looking guy. I wasn't even average before and yet now I could easily be considered good looking.

'System… was this you?'

[Obviously]

'What do you mean obviously? Since when was there a Handsomeness attribute?'

[As stated before, a body with too many stats in one feature would result in a warped appearance, if you have a balanced but high set of attributes then you would obviously have a better appearance.]

I gulped.

'So if all of my attributes are set at 20 or something… would I become a male God?'

[No, but you would become almost irresistible to any person, regardless of gender. With the current information that has been gathered, you would need a minimum of 10 points in each attribute to become the best looking person in this world. As for becoming truly irresistible, a safe estimate would be a minimum of 40 in each attribute, at which point you would be quite capable of having countries initiate large scale wars on your behalf]

I walked out of the toilets and left the bar quickly, this was too shocking.

'I look this good and that girl still wanted to kick me out!?'