(A/N: this game is the bomb and is really addicting so I thought why not make a story about it. Me and my friend are going to be in this story since we both play the game. To those who want to find me and add me as a friend, my username is DarkCommander. I'm currently on the silver league. On with the story. Disclaimer: I do not own Clash of clans. Supercell does. However I do have the app of the game. Also this story's rating may change later on and might add possible romance later.)

Chapter 1

(Dante's pov)

Ever had this usual scenario where you're just normal guy minding your business, nothing out of the ordinary and want excitement only to end up in another world and your actual history was not what it seems?

Yeah...I was that guy. I was a normal fanfic author who always get bored of doing same time over and over again. Today though I got a break and decided to play clash of clans on my Samsung Galaxy tablet. As I was playing the game, the game asked me to update it. I touched "yes" and the screen went white. I waited for 10 minutes and was still a white screen. I huffed felt like I had to reset the game but...

"What the-?" I mumbled.

I was suddenly bathe with a flash of light that somehow made me unconscious as if I were someone casted a spell on me.

What felt like hours, I wake up to find myself in a medieval looking building. A very...familiar...building. I look at myself if there was any changes on me and sure enough there was a change. I wasn't wearing my usual clothes instead I was wearing a wolf furred kilt, no shirt, no shoes.

"Chief! Your son is awake!" I heard a voice from a distance.

I hear footsteps walking towards me and I see this one man wearing wolf fur like one of those vikings or native Americans in tribes I see on stories(I could be wrong but who knows.), long black hair, a scar on his left eye and chest and was somewhat built.

"Are you okay, son?" He asks me.

Wow...right off the bat I knew that this update of the game had put me in the game and live the life of my village. Sweet. How can I complain about that? I wonder if this happened to the other players...guess I'll play along with the new family. Now the normal reaction to this is usually freak out and panic but I decided not to cause a scene cause the people here will think I'm insane so it was best to just play along and find out where I was at.

"Yes, father. Ugh...my head hurts. What happened to me?" I groaned.

"You were ambushed by a cowardly goblin when you were hunting. Thankfully your friend helped get you away from the goblin and repelled him away." He said.

"Oh...I need some fresh air to clear my mind a bit."

"Don't wander too far where the troops don't see you."

"I know, father." I said as I got up and I got out of building.

I stretched a bit and looked around the village. I look at the building I was in and it was a level 5 town hall. Now I know Sure enough it looked exactly like the game. Archer towers near the town hall along with cannons. I can hear troops like the archers and barbarians training in the barracks. I sat down on the floor as I see builders building some walls around the village.

Yup...I'm convinced that I'm in the game and not some sort imagination of mine. 20 minutes later and I hear dragon's roar. I look at the sky and I see the dragon with a human riding it and lands in front of the town hall. It was a woman who was riding the dragon's back and as she got off her dragon, I was shocked to see the woman was my friend, Rachael, wearing female tribal outfit made out of bear fur. I'm so jealous she gets to ride a dragon I mean come on who wouldn't ride a dragon. I sure like to fly on one.

Rachael walks towards me with a rolled up paper on his hand and smiled.

"Hey, Dante. How are ya?" She asked me.

"I'm fine. Just a headache but I'll live."

"That's good. Is your father here?"

"Yeah. He's in the town hall."

"Thanks."

She goes in the town hall and gives my father the paper. He rolls the paper open and as he's reading it, he smiles.

"Thank you, Rachael. I'll be sure to return the favor for your mother."

"No problem, Chief Nashoba." Rachael bowed.

"Send your mother my regards." Father smiled.

"Of course." She smiled as she went on her dragon and flew away.

I went to check on my father and he looks at me.

"Something happened?" I asked him.

"No. Nothing to worry about. Chieftess Yona is sending reinforcements to help us raid the goblins."

"Finally some payback. Can't wait to take my revenge on them." I growled.

"No, son. You are not coming. You must recover that head of yours. I do not want to have your condition to get worse so you are still staying in this village until you are healed." He said with a stern yet gentle tone.

"I...I understand, father." I nod.

He was silent for a second and puts his hand on my shoulder.

"You'll have your chance. that I can assure you." He smiled.

"Make them pay for me, father." I smirked.

"You know me. No one messes our family and gets away from it." He smirked.

He leaves and I sit down on a chair and started thinking. Was this going to be my life for now on? Was my friend and possibly others who played this game were going to have to deal with? I guess...I hope I can survive long enough...