She felt herself up and down excitedly. But was quickly distracted by the Chronivac asking her if she wanted to be in a more "suitable" environment. Thinking abojt it, elves didn't actually exist on Earth. Sure not many would actually think badly about seeing her in public, as they would just pass it off as some kind of costume.
But the sword was a different matter. It was useless to have here on Earth where killing things is almost never allowed unless given special permissions. And hardly anywhere would just let her walk in while carrying it around her hip. Even conventions centered around cosplay bairly allow replica weapons made with foam, cardboard, and plastic. Let alone the real deal.
No, if she wanted the full experience of being an elven princess warrior, then she had to have the right setting to do so. So she accepted the proposal, not bothering to read through the options and just clicked one at random. She was too excited to explore her new body and to kill some monsters to waste time picking out the ideal one.
This, may have been a mistake.
If she had read the prompt, she would have known that picking this premade setting would set her in a world where elves were known to be an overly horny race, who priorities pleasure above all else. As an entirely female race, and due to their inate ability to reproduce with any male from just about any species, elves tend to have numerous "mates". And as a race that take great pride in themselves, they desire only the best of the best for their mates. Thus why they are so combative. They are willing to kill the alpha female if it means the alpha male will then mate with them.
But, not every elf adheres to this mindset of course. Many just want the thrill of sex and are not as picky. Some wish to be dominated and humiliated and intentionally choose poor/abusive mates. And then there are those who seek out only the largest cocks in hopes of becoming a sex toy for whatever it belongs too.
And then there is the royalty. All members of the royal family, being the leaders of the entire race, are not permitted to just wantonly fuck anything that moves and has the means to do so. Instead, they harvest a special plant, which when inserted into their pussies, lodges itself inside their cervix, preventing its removal, but still allows for both semen and any form of offspring to pass through it.
The special thing about this plant, was that it was alive and thrived in warm moist environments. It had been specially grown and modified in order to become a symbiotic organism for elves. It would cause them to experience immense pleasure and also provide them with near instant protection using its tendrils in return for consuming their released bodily fluids, including sweat and urine. This special plant takes a full 18 years to mature and only then can it be inserted into its permanent host. Once inside, it will tie its life to its host's life, and their life long bond begins.
The scenario that was hastily chosen will start Jeff off on her 18 birthday. And as the royal princess, it also is the day she will recieve her plant symbiote. A prompt popped up asking for her new name, and after a few moments of pondering, Jeff choose "Almira" since it sounded pretty good for an elven name.
After confirming her new name and a bright flash of light Almira found herself standing in a completely different place. It was quite the beautiful bedroom to say the least, and aside from the very large windows, several crystals were illuminating the room.
A prompt appeared in her view noting that this was no longer just a simulated reality. That this is all real, not a virtual environment, and that this is the last chance to alter any of the preset settings before things kick off. Almira just confirmed everything was good to go and watched the display accept her decision. It then, to her surprise, gave her an objective.
"Find Mother"