A/N: Hello all. I don't have anything to say here...Let's begin.

The rain had let up sometime in the night. Thunder still crackled in the distance, but it was obvious that the storm was long gone.

I was humming to myself as I walked. It sounded awful, but I was too bored to care. The ground squelched every time I took a step. Whenever I looked behind me, I could see my footprints in the mud. They were massive when compared to the random shit on the side of the road.

Mostly, it was normal stuff. Tree branches, rocks, ETC. However, there were also things of a more dubious and concerning nature. Every now and then, you'd see articles of clothing, such as shirts, pants, or underwear. What happened to these people?

I shuddered. Probably best not to think about it. Besides, I think I already know.

This world is gross.

Y'know, I thought that I'd be attracted to the monsters roaming this world. In actuality, I didn't feel anything like that.

I still didn't feel stuff on a physical level, either. I wasn't sure if that was good or bad. It certainly was trippy as hell. I had to glance down every now and then, to make sure I still had my machete. While I have no doubt that I could fend off the monsters here with my fists, I wasn't so sure about later on. Ilias continent was supposed to be the beginning point, so it would make sense.

That brings me to another point. Do you know how freaky it is to be trapped in a world that you thought was fictional? I'll give you a hint. It's very freaky.

Shame I didn't play much of the game. That would've made thing-

My thoughts were cut off as I noticed a campsite ahead of me. It seemed a little stupid to camp on the main road, but whatever. It wasn't my problem.

I approached softly, as stealthily as I possibly could. The camp was simple, with only a tent, and an unlit campfire.

I noticed the outline of the person sleeping in the tent. They were small. Well, they were smaller than other people. Obviously, most people were small compared to me. Other than that, there was nothing remarkable about them. Still, the person gave off a familiar feeling, and I wasn't quite sure why.

I turned to leave, but stopped dead in my tracks at what I saw.

Only a few feet away, was Alice curled up against a tree.

How did I not notice her?!

I really need glasses.

Thankfully, she was asleep. With extra caution, I slowly crept out of the camp. That was a can of worms I did NOT want to open.

After I was out of earshot, I resumed walking normally.

How did I already catch up to them?

Actually, it kind of made sense. They'd stopped to sleep. I hadn't. I wasn't even sure if I needed to anymore. I certainly didn't feel tired. And for all I know, maybe Melissa's house had been in the direction of Iliasburg.

A startling realization was that I'd be completely lost without Melissa's directions. I made a mental note to learn how to read a map.

I'd have to do it later. I still have a lot of walking to do.

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It was currently at that point in the morning when the night had faded away, but the sun hadn't yet made its appearence.

Iliasburg was within sight. It would still be another half hour before I reached it, but that was okay. I'd still make it before sunrise if I hurried.

I picked up the pace, going from a nice stroll, to a brisk jog.

There were many small farms along the road. There were several people working in the field. Most stopped to watch me pass. I waved. They didn't.

I was getting impatient, so I started moving faster. From the perspective of any random passerby, all they saw was a massive, zombified man sprinting towards the town. That probably counted as suspicious, but I didn't care. I wanted to get to Iliasburg.

Soon, I arrived at the town gate. It was just a standard medieval gate. Not much to say about it. It was gaurded by two people. Again, standard stuff.

Do I sound bored? Because I am.

Of course, I was stopped by them. They gawked at my appearence, looking me up and down.

"Like what you see?" I quipped. They ignored me.

"U-um, sir,". The gaurd said. "I will not allow you to enter the town. Leave immediately."

I sighed. I was not about to put up with this shit.

"And why would that be?" I growled.

The other gaurd, seeing the possible trouble about to brew, elbowed his partner.

"You may go right in. Don't listen to my partner." He said.

"Thanks." I said. At least one of them was smart.

With that, I stepped into the city.

Even though the sun hadn't risen yet, people were already out and about, commencing with their daily routines.

I got quite a few stares as I walked through town. That was expected, of course, but it still felt weird.

I looked around town, searching for something to do. I wasn't about to interfere with the main storyline, whatever it may be. This left my schedule quite empty.

As I was walking, I spotted a tavern. I knew it was a tavern, because of the sign in front of it, which said: "TAVERN" in capital letters.

That seemed a bit repetitive. However, seeing as It was my best lead for action, I went in.

The moment I walked in, everything stopped. People stared at me. Some seemed fearful, and others seemed to have some unreasonable hatred of me. Their expressions told me everything.

I calmly took a seat at the bar, and waited. People slowly went back to whatever they were doing, still wary of my presence, but not enough to pay close attention.

Eventually, the bartender (Or whatever the medieval equivalent of a bartender is) came over, looking slightly put off at my appearence.

He was a middle-aged man, with a large moustache that was mostly black, save for a few streaks of grey. He was also completely bald. Still, he was the most remarkable-looking person here (That wasn't saying much).

I began to speak, but stopped when I heard the sound of screaming outside. Quickly, I rushed out of the door, only to see people running. It was just an absolute horde of people, screaming as they stampeded away.

Of course, I went in the direction they came from. This was interesting, whatever it was.

I arrived at the scene pretty quickly. It was in the town square. There was one person surrounded by gaurds. I was too far away to see what exactly happened, but I did see one of the gaurds go flying.

Shit hit the fan almost immediately. In seconds, the gaurds were just destroyed. Maybe interfering was a bad idea.

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...

...

Fuck it.

"Hey!" I yelled, sprinting towards the commotion. I stopped a few yards away from the mystery individual.

She had scaly, light green skin. That's all I could really see. She was mostly covered in armor, and had a massive sword.

She turned to me. Her eyes widened for a moment, before her expression became a mix of caution and confusion.

"I didn't know there were any necromancers around here." She said, slowly getting into a fighting stance.

"There's no necromancer." I groaned. "I am not getting into this conversation again."

She paused at that.

"Who else did you have a conversation about necromancers with?" She asked.

"A lamia. Think her name was Alice." I said.

The monster's eyes widened, before narrowing. She eyed me with a suspicious gaze.

"This Alice, what did she look like?" She asked.

"Uh... She had purple skin, as well as silver hair, and a tail that was... Red? I think?" I said/questioned.

Of course, I was playing up my confusion. I didn't know who this lady was, but it seemed that I should be careful around her.

Her eyes widened yet again.

"Did anything happen?" She asked. Her tone of voice was kinda threatning.

Without thinking, I rambled off about how she nearly killed me, and whatnot.

Wait... Did I just?

Shit.

Welp, caution to the wind. Maybe this won't be so bad.

My hopes were dashed when I saw her expression.

Truly, I'd fucked up.

"Hey now, let's talk this out." I said nervously.

"You have made an enemy of the monster lord, and as such, you've made an enemy of me." She declared. "I, Granberia, the Heavenly Knight of Fire, will strike you down!"

Welp, time to die.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed so far.