This is a story that I’m currently writing with a friend in Wattpad. I’ll leave a link to the original story, as our updates usually happen there first:
Any feedback and suggestions are highly appreciated!
18 year old Regina is a gamer. She has been creating the perfect world in her favorite game for a long time until her little brother starts tampering with it, and their lives turn upside down.
Chapter 1 - IgaRealms:
18-year-old Regina looked out her window, watching the waves crash on the beach and people mill around her small town. She stepped away from the window when she heard a soft knock at her door.
“Come in”, she called.
In stepped a small boy in blue jeans and a red shirt with a small black ninja in the middle. He smiled softly at his sister, flicking his dark brown-blonde hair out of his face. It was her 8-year-old brother.
“Hi Regina”, He whispered.
“Hey, Riley. What’s up?” she asked curiously, watching as her baby brother sat on her red bed, and laid back, staring at the ceiling. He looked up distractedly, his chocolate brown eyes darting across the room.
“Umm, mom said you were playing a game?”, he asked hopefully. “I want to know if I can play?”
“Y-yeah, sure”, Regina said as she started the game. Her personal world was still open. She quickly paused the game, waiting for it to save and got out of it, setting up a new save file for him.
Riley got up from the bed and sat on her lap, looking at the computer intently, scrolling through the options.
“This is hard to read!”, he complained. “Too many big words!” but he nonetheless looked through at the various options.
It seemed to be a very customizable game, like a sandbox kind of game, having settings like the number of days in a year, the number of seasons, or the core religion, to name a few, though Riley didn’t understand that last one as much.
“So, what do you do in this game?”, Riley asked curiously, flipping a small silver coin.
“Well, it’s a kind of ‘create your own world’ game”, Regina said. “These different settings alter the reality of your world and its people. It’s really fun.”
“So does that mean…”, he trails off and alters some settings, making it take place in a medieval realm filled with ninjas and wizards. “Can you help? I want it perfect.”
“It’ll take some time, though” Regina gave a nervous giggle. “Do you really want that much stuff in your world?”
He shook his head and pointed at the screen “The settings are like this world, but I’m just making my world cooler” he said proudly.
“Okay then,” said Regina and ruffled his hair. “Let’s get started.”
Her brother grinned and clicked the ‘ready’ button and watched as his world unfolded. They watched a QuickTime version of the history of the world, which Riley decided to name IgaRealms, staring at the screen as islands rose and sunk, continents were made until it came to resemble the real world, and the screen zoomed in, eventually stopping at a large Japanese style castle. He was able to take control of a blue-eyed, blonde-haired male. “This is so cool!”.
“IgaRealms?”, Regina questioned, looking at the name. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“The Iga Mountains are where ninjas come from!”, he answered excitedly, ninjas being his favourite topic.
“For being that young, you certainly are pretty smart”, Regina said and smiled at his little brother.
He nodded. After a few hours of playing and comprehending the game, Riley stretched and smiled. “Thank you” he murmured, and slid off her lap, leaving the room quickly, probably —Regina reasoned— to play makebelieve. probably a ninja, like he usually did.
With her little brother out of the way, she finally had the opportunity to keep editing her own world. She had been working on it for a month since she bought the game. There were hundreds of possible settings in it, and she had been trying them out one by one.
She watched as her cursor skittered around the game interface. She had been focusing only on designing her world just as she wanted. Now that most of it was done, it was time for her to make her character. She clicked on the ‘Characters’ tab and started creating her avatar.
She somewhat resembled her real-life self, nothing too fancy. As she was going through the final details, she tried to make her character taller, since she looked like a 10-year-old child.
“Huh?”, she said, as she noticed that the height settings were apparently jammed, as they didn’t change at all. “Well, we might as well stick with that”.
After she was done, she got off the character page and logged off her computer, deciding to go take a break at the ice rink nearby.
She got dressed and left home, walking over to the ice rink and paying for her entry, slipping on her skates. Regina walked onto the ice, gasping as she slipped and grabbed the wall. She shakily let go, getting a rhythm.
She smiled and started to have fun.
Meanwhile, little Riley had sneaked into her sister’s room, thinking that she was still inside. As he began looking for her, the computer suddenly turned on, revealing Regina’s personal world in the game. He giggled slightly and got on her seat, tampering with her world mischievously, before pausing and undoing it all.
“Let’s do something big”, he decided, going into the ‘Daily Life’ tab, and changing a small but significant detail of the world.
He quickly saved his progress and turned off Regina’s computer, running out of the room, unseen.
After some hours, the main door opened, and Regina entered.
“I’m home!”, Regina said tiredly and went to her room to put her ice skates and coat back in their places.
She was exhausted but still went to dinner, noticing that her brother kept looking away from her, giggling occasionally. She frowned, but finished her food and fell onto her bed as soon as she entered her room.
She fell asleep, staring at the white ceiling. A soft flicker of blue light appeared on her computer and her world turned on at the character creation tab. It was empty. As the screen changed to green for a second, Regina vanished from her bed.
Chapter 2 - Adjusting to a New World:
Regina woke to a steady buzzing sound. She glanced at her clock, a simple black digital one, and shut it off, groaning.
As she looked all around her room, she gasped. Her alarm clock was the only thing that wasn’t out of place. Everything else seemed completely different, to the point where she questioned whether she was in her room or not.
Her walls, once a blank white were a deep royal purple, with gold leaf framing the room. She got up from her bed quickly as she noticed that it was no longer her simple single bed, was now a large queen size, with a plain rose red dooner on it.
While she was getting up from the bed, she also felt something quite strange between her legs. She lifted up her nightgown, only to reveal a white, fluffy diaper. The worst part; it wasn’t dry.
Regina stared in shock at her diaper. Where was she? Why did she have a diaper on? Why was it wet? These questions raced through Regina’s mind. This wasn’t right, none of it.
She snapped out of her thoughts as she heard a knock on the door. At first, she was hesitant but decided to approach the door. It was then when she noticed yet another thing… Either the doorknob was placed in a really high point of the door, or she was very short. Before opening the door, she gave some quick glances around the whole room to get some quick height comparisons.
There was another knock, more insistent, and she opened the door, finding a familiar face. It was her best friend, Abby, but what was odder than her sudden arrival, was the way she was dressed. She had her auburn gold hair in a ponytail, as usual, but her outfit looked like something you would only find in fantasy movies or games; a pure, white dress made with some kind of chainmail with lots of golden ornaments and a strange light coming from it.
Regina looked at Abby, towering over her. She remembered being fairly taller than Abby, but now that Abby looked like a giant twice her height, she deduced that her height had indeed changed drastically.
“A-Abby, what are you doing here?!”, Regina squeaked
She giggled and patted her friend’s head, making Regina glow crimson. “To change you, silly,” she said gently, scooping up her friend.
“Wait, what do you mean by that?”, Regina said fearfully, now in Abby’s arms.
Abby frowned slightly. “Why so nervous?”, she asked softly, going over to a, until then unnoticed, changing table, though it was slightly scaled up for her size. She laid Regina down, grabbed a fresh diaper and took off Regina’s nightgown, then changed her diaper. She dressed the shocked girl in a purple dress, with gold at the edges of it —almost like the things children wear in the real world for dressup—, and set her on the ground. “Better?”, she asked.
Regina didn’t respond as she was far too shocked to even process what was going on right now. She looked up at Abby with a scared look on her face.
Abby kneeled down to her friend’s height. “What’s wrong? You’re not your usual self”, she pointed out.
“Why am I wearing a diaper?”, Regina asked, now almost on the verge of tears.
She looked confused, raising an eyebrow. “Because you have troubles at staying dry while asleep”, she stated. “You know it’s natural, every teen does it,” Abby says, then smirks. “Even your little brother someday”, she said, since she didn’t really like Riley, finding him annoying and insufferable.
“N-natural? What do you mean?”, Regina said, still too shocked to notice she was asking basically the same thing all over.
She rolled her eyes. “This is a very strange joke, Reg. We end up, for whatever natural reason, losing our toilet training, so we have to redo it”, she replied, putting stress on the word ‘natural’, and standing back up to her towering height.
“But then…”, Regina started. “Why aren’t you wearing one?”
“Because I’m older than you”, she reminded her. “Look, this is not a very funny joke”, she said. “I’m going to go to my quarters, tell me if you need me after breakfast.” She left the room quickly, vanishing from sight.
Regina looked down, slightly frustrated because Abby thought she was joking. She got out of her room.
The halls looked as if they were the ones of a castle. It was then when she realized… she had no idea where the dining room was.
She looked around and spotted a small, balding man who was wearing what seemed to be a suit and tie made out of a form of blue-white chainmail, and who looked to be in his late forties and went over to him, tugging on his sleeve.
The man turned sharply. “What do you want, can’t you see I’m-” He froze and covered his mouth “I-I’m sorry, your majesty, I didn’t realize it was you”
Regina tilted her head, not fully comprehending what he had said. “Umm… Sorry?”, she said as if she wanted him to clarify.
“I-I’m sorry, princess Regina, I didn’t notice you!” he babbled. “I-is there anything I can do to make it up to you?!”, he said, almost in tears.
Regina didn’t quite get it still. She thought it was some kind of silly joke that he wanted to pull on her, although he seemed really troubled by the circumstance.
“Well…”, Regina said. “Can you show me where the dining room is, please?”
The man nodded and hesitated “You might want to take my hand, it might get very busy soon”, he explained.
She hesitates for a moment but then takes his hand. The hand was surprisingly soft, clearly, he did not work outside or did hard labour.
The person, whom Regina assumed to be a politician, lead her to the dining room, a huge room with a long T shaped table, with servants flying in and out of the room, carrying food and setting it down on the tables. At the top of the table, there were 4 thrones, the middle two larger, while the thrones on the far sides were smaller, more child-sized. Engraved in each throne was a large letter, a large gold E and a large blue G respectively for the central thrones, and two R’s, the left one red, and the right one a deep forest green, for the smaller thrones.
“What is all of this”, Regina said as she looked at the thrones, being drawn to the gold and red throne on the far left.
“It’s the castle’s dining hall”, The politician said proudly. “The greatest castle in the realm… but you already know that”, he said as if trying to imply something.
Then it hit Regina. It was no joke. Was it possible? Was she really the princess of… Xalea?
She frowned. How had she known that? Regina let go of the man’s hand and turned to him.
“What’s your name?”, she asked quietly.
The man, who was about to leave the room, turned back to her. “Quinn”, the man, now known as Quinn, answered nervously.
“How can I get to the thrones without drawing attention?”, she asked.
“Um, not many people here will know your face, mainly because they came from the outlying fiefs for the party last night, so maybe if you pretend to be a baron’s daughter, you probably won’t be spotted”, Quinn stated.
Regina smiled. “Thank you”, she said to him. “Will breakfast be served soon?”
Quinn nodded “It’s already being served,” he said, gesturing to the flying people, who had wings made of a fiery light. They wore simple leather clothes, all with a gold X in the centre.
Regina sneaked up to where the thrones’ bases were. None of them had been occupied still, yet she knew in which one she should be sitting. As she sat down on the far left throne, a side door opened and two people came and sat in the center thrones; one was a man with jet black hair, wearing a robe of a strange silvery substance, while the other one was a brown-haired woman, wearing a similar styled dress, except blue and silver. Regina stifled a gasp. They were her parents… but what about her brother? Where was he?
Chapter 3 - Revelations:
Regina looked away from her parents and started eating her food, which had been served swiftly by the winged servants. Riley still didn’t appear at the table, which was strange since he loved breakfast.
When she finished, she turned her head to her parents and spoke. “Where is Riley?”, she said in a soft voice, still in too much shock to speak loudly.
Her father smiled at her and put down his fork, and turned his face to her. He had an almost black beard, elaborately braided and brushed hair that started to show grey at the sides. This was not how she remembered him from real life. “Riley’s returning from an event. We already told you”, he replied, his voice indifferent, lacking the warmth with which he spoke to her usually.
“Besides, isn’t it time for you to go to your meeting?”, Regina’s mother added. She had her light brown hair down and had a silver circuit resting on her head. She found it strange; her mother never had her hair down, it was always in a bun… and since when did she wear jewellery?
“M-meeting?”, Regina asked. “What meeting are you talking about?”.
“Your weekly meeting with the civilians?” her father said, raising an eyebrow. He turned back to his breakfast as a servant delivered a goblet of a strange gold liquid, which he rose to his lips and drank deeply, before putting it down to his right.
“Ask your chambermaid for help if you don’t remember where the meeting is, Regina”, her mother said, drinking from another goblet herself and snapped her fingers. A smaller silhouette entered quickly from the same door that her parents had come from. It didn’t take long before Regina realized it was Abby.
Her friend smiled at her slightly, though she still looked miffed about Regina’s ‘joke’ from earlier. She scooped Regina swiftly and took her out of the room, though only a few people looked up. Abby bowed before Regina’s parents before leaving with her.
Abby set the princess down on the ground carefully. “So, you’re still upset?”, Abby asked her friend.
“I’m not upset”, Regina said. “I’m just… very confused”.
She shook her head. “Why are you confused? You already know about this!”.
Regina sighed, knowing that Abby wouldn’t probably understand that the Regina that she was with wasn’t the one she always knew. “Anyway, what do I have to do at the meeting, and where is it?”, she asked, looking up at Abby.
“Regina, what’s wrong?” She asked, ignoring the question “You’re not your normal self today…”
“Well, you probably wouldn’t believe me”, Regina said.
Abby raised her eyebrow. “What do you mean?”
Regina sighed. “I come from another w-…”. She suddenly stopped, feeling very dizzy for some strange reason. She would’ve almost fallen if Abby hadn’t caught her.
“Are you okay?” She said softly, quickly losing the annoyed attitude, replaced with concern.
“Y-yeah… I think so”, Regina said, looking at Abby. “What happened?”.
“You almost fainted. I think we’ll have to call off the meeting”, Abby said, checking Regina’s temperature.
“What are you doing?”, Regina questioned.
“Nothing”, she lied, picking her friend back up “Do you think you can go to the meeting?”, she asked.
“I don’t know…”, Regina answered. “I still feel really dizzy”.
“Do you want to go back to sleep? I’m sure your parents will understand if you don’t make it.”, Abby suggested. Regina nodded gently.
She took the small princess back to her purple room, taking her over to the changing table.
“Do you need a change?”, she asked, laying her down and starting to undress her.
Regina blushed as she saw Abby undressing her. The thought of being wet hadn’t crossed her mind yet until now. Was she? Or was she not? She wasn’t able to tell.
“I don’t know”, she admitted in a low voice. Abby checked.
“Well, it seems you are”, she said gently, taking off the diaper and putting on a new one. She chose a red and white onesie for Regina.
Regina blushed again when she saw the clothing that Abby had chosen for her.
“Is this the only kind of clothing that I have?”, she looked at Abby with a pouty look on her face.
She laughed and shook her head “I just thought you might prefer this since you’re so tiny”, she teased.
Regina pouted again and crossed her arms. “Not funny”, she said.
“It is for me.” Abby giggled, “What would you rather, huh, tiny?”
Regina had no idea about what types of clothing she had in her closet, and couldn’t think of anything better than the onesie at that moment. She remained silent.
“Do you want to have a look?”, Abby offered. Regina nodded quickly.
Abby picked up her friend, who was just in a diaper and showed her an extensive walking wardrobe and walked over to a section full of pyjamas and onesies. Regina sighed, as most of the clothing was very similar to the onesie that Abby had chosen. And the pyjamas weren’t any better, with most of them having very childish designs. Was this really her wardrobe?
“Hey, don’t be like that”, she chided. “You picked out the clothes”, she reminded her, even though Regina had obviously no memories of buying them.
“Did I, really?”, Regina asked. She couldn’t figure out why the Regina from this world had chosen such embarrassing and childish clothes.
“Well, technically. I mean, I made a dare with you and you had to fill your pyjamas area full of childish clothes…” Abby giggled.
“That’s not fair…”, Regina pouted. “Fine, I’ll wear that onesie”.
Abby smiled and went back to the changing table, putting Regina back into the Candy cane coloured onesie, and laying her on the bed, tucking her in.
Before Abby left, however, a small shape appeared at the door, and in walked Riley, looking very similar to his real-world counterpart, wearing a shirt with a green ninja on it and a navy blue jacket with a hood.
As Regina noticed who her new guest was, she blushed and covered herself with her blanket.
He giggled and walked in, ignoring the stony glare Abby gave him and sat on her bed.
“Hey, sis”, the little boy said softly. “Why aren’t you at your boring grownup meeting?” Riley pulled a face.
“I didn’t feel really good…”, she said, still covering herself with the blanket.
“Are you sick?”, he asked quickly, sounding concerned.
“I think so”, Regina answered.
“Riley, leave your sister alone. She needs sleep and not an annoying adopted kid”, Abby snapped, laying stress on that peculiar word, as she led Riley from the room and shut the door. “Sorry about that”
Regina frowned her mind on fire. “I wanted to see him…”, she stated, but her mind was screaming. Adopted? What did she mean adopted?
Abby frowned. “You need sleep, and he’s an annoying brat”, she declared loftily. “Besides…”, she grinned wickedly. “You didn’t want him to see you in your onesie, did you?”. Regina shook her head slowly.
Abby left the room, shutting the door silently, though she could still be heard berating her little brother, who had been waiting outside the door. As her voice died away, she closed her eyes and started to sleep…
She suddenly opened her eyes to see someone standing over her; she looked like Regina used to, wearing normal clothes and at her real height. “W-who are you?!” Regina gasped, holding the dooner up to her eyes, like a frightened child.
"I am you, but at the same time, I’m not. I am the mind of this world".