The day started with the chirping of birds on a window, with a groggy disposition and a disarmingly strong sense of comfort. An female figure rustled under the blankets of a disarranged bed, with a grumble and some shifting about, the figure revealed herself.
She laid between the bed’s blankets and an excess of pillows. A graceful slender female figure, seemingly young, clear skin, and barely covered by a teal nightgown.
But what would get the attention of anyone (and most important, the attention of anyone who ever played any online game), a pair of feline ears twitching on top of her head, accompanied with a tail coming from her lower back, both with fur color matching her hay blonde hair.
She couldn't help but to just lay on bed and listen to the birds sing, in what she would just describe as “i would rather just sleep some more” morning proclivity.
After fighting the very well known “monday struggle”, to the point she wasn't sure if she could get any more good rest even if she wanted to, she finally got up. A lengthy yet somewhat refined doze went by while she sat at the side of the soft bed, her feline ears twitched as she rearranged her disheveled -morning do-, moving a few strands of blonde hair of her face.
With all the energy and morning willingness of someone who manage to lay on bed all night, without getting a wink of proper rest, she looked around the room.
A bright and big room. Spacious and bare, was both blunt and the best way to describe it. A very familiar sight to her. Within a manor she had saved up for, in one of her favorite games. Without having actually furnished it at all yet, due to the big expenses of buying such a large estate, it was a place she was wont to come and spend time if anything to keep her claim on it.
She stretched still half asleep, enjoying the soft relief of bones popping
“aaaah, this is one of the good ones...”.
Immediately after thinking she had well measured her situation,she slowly circled her shoulders, enjoying the reprieve from pain that would come to her only during her dreams.
She suffered from a certain medical condition, weak muscles easy to tire in the best of days, excruciating pain by just typing at the worst, expensive to treat, without a real cure, and a rather lengthy subject to try to explain to even the most “understanding” of her relatives.
Nice and comfortable dreams like this would come every now and then, not often at all, but she was glad whenever it happened.
She knew people that claimed to have control over their dreams, this was something she had deemed beyond her long time ago. So her good dreams were what most people would just describe as a rather simple and dull experience.
Finally standing up from the bed, she stretched her body again, then she stood almost motionless with her eyes closed, enjoying the cool breeze coming from the open window, until suddenly startled by the creaking of old wood she turned around towards the door, where she saw a girl peeking her head behind the slightly open door. Upon being discovered the little girl entered the room with a enthusiastic little jump, with a flourished bow and a big smile on the girl’s lively face, she exclaimed.
“Good Morning!, Mistress Ayi!!”
Ayi stared at the little girl, dumbfounded for a moment, all traces of her morning drowsiness now gone. She stared intently at the little girl, couldn't put her as being more than 10 years of age. Aside from the girl’s big bright grey eyes that stared at her intently, the most remarkable features she could pinpoint were a pair of big wolf-like ears, the same white color as the girl’s hair, with soft-looking pigtails at the sides just under the fluffy ears.
The second most eye catching detail, if only because the little girl stood head first in the room, as it was rather something it couldn't be overlooked otherwise, was what seemed to be a very frilly and overly cutesy housemaid attire.
Ayi stared at the little wolfkin for a few seconds, to which the little girl responded with another little jump taking into a serious servant-like demeanour, her hands on her lap and a professional face that didn't quite match the little girl but created a lovely gap that tugged at Ayi’s heartstrings.
Drawing close to the wolfkin pup, Ayi reached forth and caressed the girl's hair, unable to resist at all, she patted the little girls head making her fidget in place, emboldened in the knowledge that it was ok to pet such a cute girl freely in a dream (as otherwise it was sure to bring unwanted problems). Now being closer Ayi could see a fluffy white tail wagging from the lower back of the girl, likely a result of the current attention she was providing the little girl.
She tried to remember the girl, it was certainly uncommon for her to have anyone accompany her within her dreams at all, more often than not she would just walk around for what seemed like just a few minutes before being pulled back to reality due to aching muscles.
Not that she was ungrateful for this longer lasting succor, still, it was somewhat strange.
Soft whimperings brought her back to the present, the little wolfkin maid girl had slight pink blush on her face all the while her tail was wagging freely with an honest joy that made Ayi smile at the scene.
Then it finally came to her.
“you… I know you!, you are Zoey!”
The little wolfkin girl in question had been an NPC she had saved during an special event a long time ago. A long and arduous event that consisted in a series of fights against multiple waves of enemies, while defending your position and somehow keeping your whole team alive. It was an unpopular event, mostly because the rewards just didn't quite seem worth all the trouble. Outdated gear, unsightly armor, weak recovery items, and a few underleveled NPC companions, it was mostly comprised of the sort of rewards you would give a new player.
Zoey in particular was an NPC that one could get as a companion upon completing a long string of such battles while accomplishing an even longer list of conditions.
Needless to say, most players didn't even bother to go that far after reading the wiki on this, the amped difficulty of the fights, the resources one needed to gather in order to access the events, the lack of checkpoints that forced players to start over again if failing in the middle of the events.
Nevertheless, all this did not stop Ayi.
She found in the event a good challenge that could put her leadership skills to the test and help her in the long term for future high end battles with a high logistical complexity, with a reward that could be actively put on display to others as to show her mettle.
That was what Ayi kept telling to others.
She kept her innermost reasons to herself, almost all her friends that helped in the long endeavour just figured she was in for a “world first” clear on the event.
In truth, she was completely charmed when she saw in a forum, pictures of Zoey, she knew this was the one quest she had to tackle down by all means.
Zoey was one of the few NPC’s that were capable of being house stewards, so Zoey could be left at her big (and vacuous) manor to roam freely, act as an assistant and brighten up the place with such a cute sight.
All this was a rather convincing argument in Ayi’s eyes.
After a few months of completing the series of fights, of gathering ingredients, of meeting all the conditions required to achieve the “rescue mission”.
Ayi finally finished the event. She didn't get the “World first” and she got plenty of pats on the back by her friends that told her words such as “Be proud, we did our best”, “Second place is not a bad thing, really!”, “We will beat them next time!” and so on.
Ayi took all of those kind words as best as she could without letting show her bustling with joy. She then spent weeks (and a frightening amount of resources that kept her estate from being furnished properly, ever) acquiring gear to dote on her new diminute house maid.
Some of her friends showed some concern when she not only started making requests for specially crafted showy cooking utensils, but even moreso when they heard her asking for frilly maid attires and cutesy dresses favored by the players with the childlike races.
She was delighted when she finally had gathered everything to properly dress the wolfkin NPC. She spent a staggering amount of time not only taking pictures of her but also using the NPC system to modify her patterns and support skills on Zoey. Going so far as to acquire ingame gambits to expand NPC data, just to write on background details about food preferences and behavior.
All for the sake of having the cutest maid, in her ingame manor.
Back to her current situation, she again felt like it was all worthwhile if she could have such a detailed dream, the personality, the voice, even the fluff was like she imagined it.
At this moment specially Ayi was quite grateful that her muscle pains had not kicked in and woken her up yet.
Immediately after thinking she had well measured her situation,she slowly circled her shoulders, enjoying the reprieve from pain that would come to her only during her dreams.
She suffered from a certain medical condition, weak muscles easy to tire in the best of days, excruciating pain by just typing at the worst, expensive to treat, without a real cure, and a rather lengthy subject to try to explain to even the most “understanding” of her relatives.
Nice and comfortable dreams like this would come every now and then, not often at all, but she was glad whenever it happened.
She knew people that claimed to have control over their dreams, this was something she had deemed beyond her long time ago. So her good dreams were what most people would just describe as a rather simple and dull experience.
Finally standing up from the bed, she stretched her body again, then she stood almost motionless with her eyes closed, enjoying the cool breeze coming from the open window, until suddenly startled by the creaking of old wood she turned around towards the door, where she saw a girl peeking her head behind the slightly open door. Upon being discovered the little girl entered the room with a enthusiastic little jump, with a flourished bow and a big smile on the girl’s lively face, she exclaimed.
“Good Morning!, Mistress Ayi!!”
Ayi stared at the little girl, dumbfounded for a moment, all traces of her morning drowsiness now gone. She stared intently at the little girl, couldn't put her as being more than 10 years of age. Aside from the girl’s big bright grey eyes that stared at her intently, the most remarkable features she could pinpoint were a pair of big wolf-like ears, the same white color as the girl’s hair, with soft-looking pigtails at the sides just under the fluffy ears.
The second most eye catching detail, if only because the little girl stood head first in the room, as it was rather something it couldn't be overlooked otherwise, was what seemed to be a very frilly and overly cutesy housemaid attire.
Ayi stared at the little wolfkin for a few seconds, to which the little girl responded with another little jump taking into a serious servant-like demeanour, her hands on her lap and a professional face that didn't quite match the little girl but created a lovely gap that tugged at Ayi’s heartstrings.
Drawing close to the wolfkin pup, Ayi reached forth and caressed the girl's hair, unable to resist at all, she patted the little girls head making her fidget in place, emboldened in the knowledge that it was ok to pet such a cute girl freely in a dream (as otherwise it was sure to bring unwanted problems). Now being closer Ayi could see a fluffy white tail wagging from the lower back of the girl, likely a result of the current attention she was providing the little girl.
She tried to remember the girl, it was certainly uncommon for her to have anyone accompany her within her dreams at all, more often than not she would just walk around for what seemed like just a few minutes before being pulled back to reality due to aching muscles.
Not that she was ungrateful for this longer lasting succor, still, it was somewhat strange.
Soft whimperings brought her back to the present, the little wolfkin maid girl had slight pink blush on her face all the while her tail was wagging freely with an honest joy that made Ayi smile at the scene.
Then it finally came to her.
“you… I know you!, you are Zoey!”
The little wolfkin girl in question had been an NPC she had saved during an special event a long time ago. A long and arduous event that consisted in a series of fights against multiple waves of enemies, while defending your position and somehow keeping your whole team alive. It was an unpopular event, mostly because the rewards just didn't quite seem worth all the trouble. Outdated gear, unsightly armor, weak recovery items, and a few underleveled NPC companions, it was mostly comprised of the sort of rewards you would give a new player.
Zoey in particular was an NPC that one could get as a companion upon completing a long string of such battles while accomplishing an even longer list of conditions.
Needless to say, most players didn't even bother to go that far after reading the wiki on this, the amped difficulty of the fights, the resources one needed to gather in order to access the events, the lack of checkpoints that forced players to start over again if failing in the middle of the events.
Nevertheless, all this did not stop Ayi.
She found in the event a good challenge that could put her leadership skills to the test and help her in the long term for future high end battles with a high logistical complexity, with a reward that could be actively put on display to others as to show her mettle.
That was what Ayi kept telling to others.
She kept her innermost reasons to herself, almost all her friends that helped in the long endeavour just figured she was in for a “world first” clear on the event.
In truth, she was completely charmed when she saw in a forum, pictures of Zoey, she knew this was the one quest she had to tackle down by all means.
Zoey was one of the few NPC’s that were capable of being house stewards, so Zoey could be left at her big (and vacuous) manor to roam freely, act as an assistant and brighten up the place with such a cute sight.
All this was a rather convincing argument in Ayi’s eyes.
After a few months of completing the series of fights, of gathering ingredients, of meeting all the conditions required to achieve the “rescue mission”.
Ayi finally finished the event. She didn't get the “World first” and she got plenty of pats on the back by her friends that told her words such as “Be proud, we did our best”, “Second place is not a bad thing, really!”, “We will beat them next time!” and so on.
Ayi took all of those kind words as best as she could without letting show her bustling with joy. She then spent weeks (and a frightening amount of resources that kept her estate from being furnished properly, ever) acquiring gear to dote on her new diminute house maid.
Some of her friends showed some concern when she not only started making requests for specially crafted showy cooking utensils, but even moreso when they heard her asking for frilly maid attires and cutesy dresses favored by the players with the childlike races.
She was delighted when she finally had gathered everything to properly dress the wolfkin NPC. She spent a staggering amount of time not only taking pictures of her but also using the NPC system to modify her patterns and support skills on Zoey. Going so far as to acquire ingame gambits to expand NPC data, just to write on background details about food preferences and behavior.
All for the sake of having the cutest maid, in her ingame manor.
Back to her current situation, she again felt like it was all worthwhile if she could have such a detailed dream, the personality, the voice, even the fluff was like she imagined it.
At this moment specially Ayi was quite grateful that her muscle pains had not kicked in and woken her up yet.
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