Creating games in the future

I spent some time getting to grips with all the features that the creation table offers, many of which will be useless since I'm going to be designing the entire world by myself, but that didn't put me off.

I sat down in front of the table and drew a pillar, nothing too complicated, just a few spiral details around it.

Soon a three meter high pillar is in front of me, every designer I make is directly created in the world, this is extremely useful.

By moving my hands, I can easily make the pillar move, rotate and change places, fortunately, things like physics, texturing, lighting, shading and various other programming details are done directly by Luna, or by the table system itself 

 In any case, I won't need to lead with many of the game's programming details, I'll be able to focus all my attention on the designer, so first I need to decide where to start.

"....."

"....."

"....."

"Damn, this is going to be complicated...."

"If I'm going to make a whole world with the artistic style I want, then I guess there's no escape, I'll have to start from the beginning."

Let's start by creating the world, I slowly started the project, putting everything in its proper place, in fact this part is the easiest, since I won't need to do anything too detailed.

As soon as I drew the planet, it appeared right below me, in fact it was just a giant set of lines, so I started adding colors and texture.

That was all it took to really make it look like a planet, or at least a giant ball of dirt.

"Great, I'm getting the hang of it, let's do the seas."

"How many times do I have to call you?"

"Haaa"

Mom appeared at my side, making my heart reach my throat and drop again.

"So that's what you were doing locked in your room all day, and I thought you'd arrived at that stage"

"What, when did you get here?"

"We just got in."

"Haaa"

I jumped out of my chair and looked back to see Jade and Melissa staring at me.

"Don't go behind people's backs like that, I nearly died, how did you get in here? I locked the door."

"What nonsense are you talking, there are no locked doors in my house."

"....."

"Are you trying to create a game?"

Jade, who knew a bit about the creation table, asked me as I tried to get my hands on the world designer I'd just made.

"Yes, and don't put your hands on it, I've finished it now."

"Why are you making it yourself, you can take a ready-made one and then modify it, almost all companies do it like that."

"You seem to know a lot about it."

"I have a lot of free time, so why are you doing it like this? Is the table having problems?"

When Mom heard this, she immediately turned to me.

"Problem? If it's broken, let's replace it, that table wasn't free."

"The table is fine, I'm making it like this because I want to make a game with a different designer style."

"Different how? I thought this creative table was one of the top of the range, is there anything wrong with it?"

I sigh.

"Forget it, it'll take a while to explain, when I have more things ready I'll show them to you, so it'll be easier to understand."

It's going to be difficult to explain to them about artistic style, so I'd better leave that conversation for later.

We left the room and went to dinner. It seems like I spent the afternoon and part of the evening at the creative table, so focused was I on learning the functions of the table, and then playing God, that I didn't even notice the time passing.

(I hadn't felt so excited about a project for many years.)

After dinner, just as I was about to go back to my room, Jade came with me.

"....."

"....."

"Hmm, don't you need to go home?"

"Oh, I'm sleeping here tonight."

"...."

"Okay, but why are you coming to my room?"

"I'm sleeping in your room this week, my grandmother bought a house nearby, so Aunt Cath said I could have your room this week."

"Wait, take my room?! Why didn't anyone tell me?"

"We spoke at lunch today, you even nodded, don't you remember?"

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"I don't think there's anything to do, I'm sleepy, here get a blanket, good night."

She just threw a blanket over me and closed the bedroom door in my face.

(Shit, I should pay more attention when people are talking.)

"I can't believe that even after thousands of years, I still have to sleep on the sofa when I have visitors at home."

......

"Wake up, let's start training."

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"It's about time, let's start your training."

"Training?"

"Yes, you forgot, yesterday at lunch I told you that I talked to your father, and we decided to start your self-defense training, now get up."

(Shit, that's it again, I can't remember anything, I swear I'll never be distracted again when someone's talking to me).

"What time is it?"

"Four in the morning, you have fifteen minutes to meet me in the training room, or you'll regret it."

I don't think I've ever run so fast, when I got to the room, Mom was already warming up, she's not muscular, she has a body full of curves, a slim waist, thin and delicate arms, she could easily be a celebrity, or a model, so my surprise was evident when she lifted a 120Kg weight with one hand.

"Why are you looking at me, start your exercises, then we'll start your self-defense classes."

"But I already know how to fight, I've been in several duels."

"Hahaha, you're talking about those jokes we play at the dueling club, hahaha, fine, stop telling jokes and go exercise soon, hehe."

"Do I still need to exercise?!"

"That's obvious, why do you think I woke you up so early?"

(Is this the punishment for always promising to go to the gym and never going?)

......

"Alex, what happened to your face, I'll get the tickle spray."

"No need Jade, he's a strong boy, he'll heal himself, hahaha"

The spray Jade is talking about is a spray that stimulates cells and speeds up the healing of wounds, it only works on minor injuries, but it's very useful so it's normal for people to have some at home, some people call it tickle spray, because it obviously itches a lot when applied to the wound.

I'd really like to use one now, but Mom says I should get used to feeling a bit of pain, so I don't turn into a crybaby.

"Okay, but if it hurts just tell me, okay?"

"All right, thanks Jade"

"Brother, have you started your fighting training with mom?"

"Huh?! Yes, I started today"

"Cool, mom, when will I be able to train too?"

"I don't know, maybe when I'm your brother's age."

"Haa"

"Haha, don't pout, let's eat."

After lunch, I went back to my room, obviously not before the girls complained that I was spending too much time locked in my room so I could be free, and I ended up promising to go out with them tomorrow.

It's not as if I didn't want to spend some time with them, but I can't wait to get back to the crafting table, in the future I'll need to put a limit on how long I can focus on the game, or I might end up like I did in my last life.

Entering the room, I activate the table, and soon I'm in a white universe with a gigantic planet below me, I sit down in the chair and start working.

I started the sea designer, that wasn't a problem, so I'm going to do something more difficult, drawing line after line, slowly a hydra took shape in front of me.

But it looks like it's made of paper, I'll need to do all the details, teeth, scales, fins, I'll need to draw everything.

This doesn't seem very efficient, I'll need to create a schedule, I'll need to have a fixed number of hours per day to work on the game, and I'll need to separate out all the work that needs to be done, so nothing gets left behind.

Also, I'll need to learn more about music, the soundtrack is important, it looks like I'll be able to spend Dad's money sooner than I thought.

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Note: Sorry if this chapter seemed a bit filler, but I need to leave a few things set up so that the protagonist's abilities make sense in the future.

I'll be making some time jumps soon.