You scroll through the individual options, struggling to find something specific you like. Then, you realize that there is an icon labeled HELP. Selecting it, you are met with a set of instructions, which you find overwhelming. At the bottom of the page, however, there lies an option for a questionnaire which will help narrow down your character customization. Curious, you click on it.
The first question that pops up reads: “Would you rather be a god or a goddess?”
You, having the tendency to pick female characters in video games, select ‘goddess’ with little hesitation.
The next question reads: “Which fantasy race would your goddess be?”
You notice that below it is a list of options to choose from, ranging from human, to elf, to dwarf, and so on. Picking one at random, you find that you have selected ‘elf’.
The final question reads: “What would your goddess be the goddess of?”
Much like the last one, this question comes with a list of several options, albeit longer. Scrolling through, you select ‘goddess of the moon’, since it sounds cool.
After you select all of your settings, you encounter a dialog box that reads: “You have chosen to be the elven goddess of the moon. Does this sound correct?”
Anxious to get into the game already, you quickly select YES. Then, everything goes black.
You wake up in a black void and blearily rub your eyes. ‘Wait.’ You thought. ‘I had a VR headset on before I woke up. How am I rubbing my eyes?’ Suddenly panicking, you frantically search around your head for the headset, but do not find it. Not only that, but you were in a seemingly endless black void with no discernable landmark to get at least a clue to your location.
Eventually, you stop hyperventilating and remember what you selected. ‘Oh. Am I going to become the elven goddess of the moon?’, you think to yourself. ‘I wonder when that’ll happen.’ You wait for another few minutes, but nothing seems to be happening. Then, out of nowhere, a tremendous force seems to strike you, much like being kicked in the gut, but all over your body and from the inside.
You hunch over in pain, doing your best to try to recover. Strangely, though, the pain begins to slowly recede, and concentrate itself towards the outside of your skin. This culminates in a burst of blinding white light from everywhere, even your eyes. This light was bright enough to instantly blind anyone who would dare to look directly at it. Following this development, you become near-catatonic as the changes commence.
Firstly, your body seems to almost stretch upward. You were not a very tall man to begin with, only in the upper reaches of 5 feet. Yet, your body continues to grow like some unnatural growth spurt. Your body also seems to slim slightly, keeping a thin frame characteristic of many elves as your height continues increasing. Remarkably, your height does slow to a stop - but at an unprecedented eleven and a half feet! No human on record had even grazed that height! But there was a far more powerful force at work here than normal human growth, and it was far from finished.
Next, all the hair on your body, save the hair on your head, retreats into your body, leaving a smooth feel all over your skin. The hair on your head, which you had originally kept in a relatively short trim, begins to cascade down your back, stopping at a low-back length. Immediately after, your hair, which had been a light brown before, turns a brilliant, pure white at the roots before steadily spreading its color down your newly elongated locks. Your face also gains a more conventionally attractive, albeit feminine, appearance. The end result renders you absolutely stunning, such that even the most gorgeous of mortals would envy it.
A different kind of change soon followed. First, your chest seems to draw in excess fat from other parts of your body (as well as other reserves created from nothing) and amasses on your chest, growing to rather modest proportions for an eleven-foot-tall-elven-goddess-to-be. Their growth stops at about the equivalent of a C-cup, showcasing their feminine beauty. Down below, your member begins to throb as it grows smaller and smaller, eventually shriveling into nothing. Then, the skin seems to invert, pushing further and further in until a fully functional female reproductive system grows. While this would have been extremely pleasurable to anyone, your mind still remains in its trance-like state, unable to react to much of your surroundings, though this wouldn’t be the case for long.
This experience all comes to a head when you start to regain some consciousness, when all of a sudden, your mind is bombarded with a myriad of knowledge. The light emanating from you becomes impossibly brighter as you also gain godly powers. As all this information enters your mind slowly reveals the details of these new powers. First, you have the standard godly strength, immortality, etc. that all gods have. As for your specific powers as goddess of the moon, you gain the ability to control the tides, moon cycles, and gain dominion over all nocturnal creatures. Without you, there would be no night, and the tides would be nonexistent.
You are no longer your past self. You are Ayla, the elven goddess of the moon. A white staff materializes in your hand, and you realize instantly that this is your main channel of your powers. You smirk as the void around you begins to shirt into the night sky, with you hovering above the earth’s surface.
All around the world, you are revered as the goddess of the moon. There are many cults that worship you, as well as full-on religion. You answer your followers’ prayers, and do your best to care for your domain. Life had never felt better.