In a white empty void Jacob, Marco, and Ron awaken dazed and confused, when they finally get a good look they realize they're standing on a circle covered in runes and several robed individuals kneeling around them.
Jacob: What is happening where are we?
An individual walks up to the trio with a beautiful woman with jet black hair, a pale face and ruby red lips by his side, both wearing what look to be religious robes. The lead man named Jericho an older gentleman with a distinguished beard and wisdom on his face stands just outside the circle and introduces himself
Jericho: Hello I am Jericho this is Phoebe, we are members of the kingdom's magic council. We have summoned you as you 3 have the qualifications and innate power to defeat the demon king causing mayhem to our world.
Marco: Oh great we were Isekaid.
Jericho looks at them in confusion as he's never heard that word before only to immediately see the look of annoyance on their faces
Jericho: I'm sorry I don't understand what that word means
Ron: Basically you pulled us from our specific home world and brought us here and are expecting us to kill this being for your kingdom at risk of our lives.
Jacob: Don't forget they expect us to obey the kingdom we weren't born in, have no affiliation with and do it blindingly with no possible care of who we are as people or the lives we left behind on Earth.
Jericho was taken aback, he'd never thought the 3 heroes they had summoned would be so callus in their words he gripped his staff in both frustration and regret. He thought they'd made a mistake and said something wrong in the incantation. Just then Phoebe stepped up
Phoebe: Our apologies dear heroes I understand that we have uprooted your lives and taken you from loving families in what you believe is a selfish manner, but we are requesting no begging for your help so we don't lose our world. Please help us in our time of need and the kingdom will reward you with lavish and luxury the likes you have never experienced.
Jericho stood there shocked that Phoebe had bowed to these men. Jericho then thought it would be smarter for himself to bow as well in hope to appease them and adhere to their good sides.
Jacob: Look we have no problems helping you we just want it understood that there could've been a dialogue with us first instead of just kidnapping us.
Jericho looked at them and apologized as well realizing that they had done something that in normal circumstances would be a criminal charge.
Marco: Okay now that we've aired out our frustrations, what do you need us to do?
Jericho, Phoebe and all the robed individuals raised their heads Jericho had shock in his eyes Phoebe teared in gratefulness. They all stood up and brought out a crystal ball
Jericho: Please one at a time place your hand on the ball and we will find out your unique ability that deemed you the chosen to fight.
Marco stepped up, put his hand on the ball, a flash of light lit the room up and what looked like a menu screen had popped up over him. It showed what looked like a status screen showing his Level 1, Mana 50, Health 200, Strength 87, Speed 92 and Unique Skill-Hellfire.
Jericho: Very impressive Hellfire can burn even S rank monsters to ash your power could easily defend you and your party
Marco: Interesting
Ron stepped up next, just like Marco his stats appeared. Level 1, Mana 75, Health 185, Strength 62, Speed 107, and Unique Skill-Holy Light.
Jericho: Holy Light will bathe all those unclean and destroy them or purify them. Those who have been possessed can look to you for freedom and liberation from their oppressor .
Ron: Not bad really good against a demon
Jacob the final of the trio stepped up and just like his friends placed his hand upon the crystal. After the lights his status shone. Level 1, Mana 0, Health 500, Strength 132, Speed 100, and Unique Skill-Fiction Control. Jericho was confused
Jericho: This is perplexing you have no mana and I've never heard of that skill in any literature. Aside from the mana everything else fits with someone of level 10 to 15, while the others have the output that puts them around level 8.
Jacob looked at his hand and thought for a second. It then clicked to him, he reached in his pocket as if he were finding something, when everyone else looked at him with confusion and intrigue Jacob pulled an oversized mallet out with one hand. Everyone looked at him in amazement, Ron and Marco almost fell to the floor they were laughing so hard while the robed individuals, Jericho, and Phoebe looked perplexed.
Ron: Dude that's crazy your skill might actually be broken
Marco: Did you really use the magic satchel
Jericho perked up when he heard those words
Jericho: Magic satchel? B-but he has no mana how could he have used magic
Jacob: It's not really magic. Basically I thought of the mallet and made it real, like a cartoon.
Jericho: Amazing, I don't understand it really but it sounds like you can make whatever you think of real.
Jacob: Possibly, I do wanna explore this more as well the limits of what I can and can't do around myself or the people around me.
The trio satisfied with their results and Jericho, who had finished his job, asked them to follow him to the throne room of the king.
Ron: So what is the name of this kingdom?
Phoebe: Our apologies, this is the kingdom of Rayner. We exist on the domino continent and are the largest kingdom in the world.
Jacob: Makes sense a devil king wants to overthrow it if y'all are the biggest.
Phoebe laughed
Jacob: What's so funny?
Phoebe: Your dialect I have never heard it before
Jacob: Oh yeah we're southern boys where we come from, this accent is common.
Phoebe: Fascinating, I love it.
Jericho: We have arrived.
The group stood in a room so big it's almost as if the ceiling was in the sky, the walls were miles apart and the entrance to the royal throne was a city away.
Marco: Wow this is big
Ron: I understand acreage but damn why so much in a single room.
Jacob: You'd think it'd be a marathon to get to the seat for the king and queen.
The magic council members kneeled in front of the king, a burly man with a sharp face, bushy eyebrows and thick beard. Sitting next to him was a petite olive skinned woman with silver hair, she was the essence of beauty and the trio couldn't help but blush looking at her, she had her eyes shut as she sat on her throne. The king looked at the trio and rage began to build until he was almost purple
The King: WHY DO YOU NOT BOW TO YOUR KING COMMONERS?!
Jacob, Marco and Ron jolted from the thunderous roar that came from the king only to immediately look at him with angry eyes.
Jacob: I'm sorry but we're not from here and we don't adhere to a monarchical authority.
Jericho and Phoebe staying down began to sweat wondering what just happened when Jericho without thinking or meaning shot up.
Jericho: M-m-my lord these are our heroes we summoned to defeat the demon lord Azrael and his forces.
Phoebe looked back at Jacob with some blush on her face and eyes of amazement seeing him stand there staring at the king not wavering in his ideals.
The Queen: Dear please calm down, they do not know our customs and we need them to save our kingdom.
The King took a deep breath looked at his wife and began to blush when she opened her eyes showing auburn eyes and long thick lashes looked at him
The King: Oh my love you are my calm I apologize.
The Queen looked at the trio and Jericho. She stood up and began walking down the steps where their thrones sat, proceeding to inspect the heroes who would save her kingdom.
The Queen: Jericho
Jericho: M-Ma'am
The Queen: What are their skills that were deemed by the gods to have the power to defeat Azrael.
Jericho: Yes, Marco the man to your right has Hellfire, Ron the gentleman to your left was granted Holy Light and Jacob the man you stand in front of has Fiction Control.
The Queen looking at Jacob who looked her in the eyes and didn't flinch when she got closer
The Queen: Fiction Control? I have never heard of such an ability, is it powerful?
Jericho: We do not know its full effects but what we did see was incredible, it will be enough to win the day.
The Queen, staring intently at Jacob both not blinking, turned back and walked to her throne.
The Queen: My heroes I'm sure my mages have told you that you were the only hope we have and I believe that you 3 will save our kingdom from all threats, will you help us
Trio: We will ma'am
The Queen looking at Jericho
The Queen: Jericho, give them the necessary equipment and funds and have them begin.
Jericho: Yes ma'am, follow us gentlemen.
The group walked to the exit of the throne room and out to the courtyard, the trio was amazed at how Middle Earth everything looked, stone and wood structures, stalls selling food, everyone wearing medieval outfits. Jericho waved them in his direction to a room where bags, swords, herbs, and bottles filled with liquids were.
Jericho: Now let's get your equipment and defeat the Azrael.