In the middle of a village that didn't really have a name, a young girls voice began to be heard, it was no one anybody in the village knew about, so the people began to look for the holder of such a sweet voice. Yet as they searched they were all found themselves staring at a completely empty spot.
"Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirates life for me. We pillage, we plunder we rifle and loot. We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot." The girls vice sang and slowly the image of a knight in shining silver armor became visible, at first it was transparent, then it became completely solid.
The people were about to run away in fear, yet the knight simply stood up looked around sand pointed in every direction, almost as if he was asking which way he should go.
A woman whose boy hadn't stopped crying pointed towards the village gates and the knight hooded and walked away, as the silver knight walked the people felt themselves let out a breath they all collectively held. None the less they had little doubt that whatever the knight was, he would never return.
The forest was a place with many dangers and he had foolishly listened to a complete stranger.
Rico walked into the nearby forest he had tried to ask for directions but the people around him looked so scared of his presence that he had chosen simple sign-language, just so he didn't appear more threatening to them. He had had a dog once the animal was a good guard dog, he would bark at any sound that should be in the house.
The people reminded him of his dog, they looked like any sound he made would have made them scream in terror, so once again here he was again lost in some forest.
Luckily he wasn't alone there were people all over the place, strangely they all seemed to be dancing and playing music. He was tempted to ask them for directions to the nearest settlement but remembered that most likely they would just point him back to the town he had left behind.
So he decided to do the same thing he had done before and just walk until he found another person to ask, or until he found an exit to the forest. Again his luck seemed to steer him to the better as he found a man wearing white armor and wearing a strange helmet that looked as if it had horns on it.
Unfortunately, he wasn't able to talk to the person for the moment he neared him the world changed again, there was no song this time and his body for some reason felt a little bit more solid, almost as if it was a tiny bit more stable.
Unfortunately for him, however, he ended up in a desert where sun was so hot that even if he had just arrived he felt as if he was being cooked alive inside his armor.
Unfortunately, he couldn't just take off his armor and leave it behind, it may have been an old armor but it was still armor and who knew what he might find later on.
Slowly Rico felt his head begin to spin and he took off his helmet hoping that the wind could cool him of.
"Toxins detected," a voice said as a strange set of white letters hung in the air.
Rico looked at them for a moment and stared at the strange sight before he said. "Whats going on?"
"...The area is contaminated with an unknown virus, however, it is not incurable would you like to begin to clean out the immediate vicinity?.
Rico stood there for a moment not really knowing what to do, he really didn't want to risk attracting some unwanted attention, but it was too risky walking on poisoned land, so he took a deep bread and said.
"Yes, clean out the area."
Immediately the white letters vanished and his sword began to let out a white glow, slowly the sands of the desert were being pushed back as green grass was beginning to grow.
Rico watched with amazement, it was strange actually seeing plants that normally took months or even years growing right before his eyes. There were several different kinds of flowers growing on each side, almost as if this place used to be someone's garden.
"The immediate area has been cleansed, however, it is advisable to search for the main cause of the infection and remove it immediately."the voice said, as the strange letters began to hang in the air once again.
Rico had an idea of what this power was, even if he didn't want to believe it and truthfully a big part of him didn't want to believe it.
" Are you the white ring?" Tico asked his sword.
"Yes the white ring that is powered and represents life, is the power source of this sword. The power of the ring is unable to kill anything, however, the sword being built for battle and death is able to kill."
"The energy of the white ring is capable of...processing...curing diseases, giving life, reviving the dead, bringing forth constructs of the user's imagination and many more abilities." the sword said as the letters helped Rico understand what it was saying.
"Do you know what happened to me? Why am I traveling to other worlds?" Tico asked his sword.
"...You reached a point in the dimensional lines, lime a corner where several points meet. Unfortunately, it is impossible for anyone to return to their original world once they find such a corner... The reason being, is that the dimension, will sense something that belonged to it and work to force the dealing of the corner."
"Whenever you travel between world it will be because you were about to die. Think of it as a parents way of protecting its child. Your dimension could not protect you in any way, so it gave you an extra ability..."
"Whenever you are at the moment of death you will jump to any of the previous worlds you have passed, before arriving at this one... You only have ten jumps all together, so make them count and by ten jumps, I mean all those worlds you passed by before."
"To put it clearly you have to go thru all of then again before you return to this one, however, if you die ten times in any of those previously arrived worlds or this world, you will not return to that world... Think of it as a way of cutting the places you wouldn't be able to survive in." his sword answered, it explained a lot and it brought up even more questions, namely lime didn't that whole revival thing mean he had more than ten jumps, but still things were already troublesome, so Rico decided not to dwell on the situation.
Still, there was no point in staying where he was, there weren't any people here, so he began to walk and five days he walked only stopping when he got tired or wanted to sleep, he would let his sword clean out any area and sleep on the cool recently grown grass.
Yet he never saw any people, as he walked Rico realized that he didn't need to hold his sword in order in any meaningful manner for it to make the area around him green, so he just ordered it to do so.
Slowly the five days became ten, any water bottles he had left from the convention were gone, yet Rico never really felt thirsty, his sword kept the dealing of thirst away, at least until they found a dead pound that smelled as if something had rotten in it and several things had decided to release themselves in it.
Unfortunately, the sword insisted on cleaning the pond and as the water cleared and the stench was driven away, Rico could feel his need for water overtaking him.
Unfortunately cleaning the pond, took longer then he would have liked, there was an underwater strewn and so it had to be cleaned out, but with all of the infected dirt around it the water couldn't stay clean, so it had to be cleaned as well.
When it was all said and done Rico threw himself into the pond and drank enough water for his ten days of travel.