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I was hesitant about what I was about to do, should I or should I not? I was in an alleyway and floating before me was a magic portal, I looked into the portal as if it would answer my question. Chuckling I whispered to myself, "Heh, it's not like I have a choice anyway." I reached into the gaping hole before me, and as if on cue something or rather, someone, grabbed my hand, thankfully my force was enough to pull them over, the figure was a figure clad in metal armour. I stared at his head which was pretty much a helmet with a gaping hole in the middle that had eyes glaring at me.
"So, do you like it Runeterran?" I asked curtly.
"Do not speak to your master like that boy! Do you realize how much more powerful I am than you? If not for you lending us a hand crossing over here, we would have crushed your pathetic existence."
"I apologize sir." I stammered.
"Humph, this place looks fairly good for our new home, remind me pathetic human, what was it called again?" The figure asked arrogantly.
"Earth, sir. This land bears the name of Earth." I answered. My blood was boiling, my pride was taking the pain hard. Deep down I knew he was right, but I could not believe I was stooping so low to serve evil. I was an ordinary League of Legends player, and Earth was my home, yet I couldn't fight back and protect it. I remembered everyone laughing at me for being weak and unable to do anything. Yet here I was again, weak and unable to fight back. If only I had a second chance...
As I was deep in thought, the iron man seemed to pull out his comrades and decided he had no need for me anymore. He grabbed a nearby brick and smashed it into my head, I fell and saw blood pooling around me but then my memory turned into a blank white sheet of paper, my sight into a pitch black hole, and the last thing I felt was my body being dragged onto a hard surface and I had fell into a deep slumber.