Chapter 1 – A Confusing First Day
My mind stabilized as I opened my eyes. As the light dispersed, I noticed I wasn't where I was only moments ago.
Trees surrounded me everywhere, thick and dense. The furthest I could see in any direction was right in front of me, blockaded by some tree. Despite being in uniform, I could feel the rugged, dirty texture of the ground, and the air was still and dead. The glare of the sun was scattered and dimmed by a roof of branches and leaves weaving into each other. It was dark, but I could still see.
Where am I? I thought. It's safe to say that I'm not meant to be here.
It was only a brief moment ago that I was sitting on a bench awaiting my school bus. A white light enveloped around me without warning.
And now I'm here. In a forest somewhere…
While the sun was hidden by the trees, its noticeable that the light passing through comes from an angle, not above. When I was in the city waiting for my bus, it was midday; the sun was high in the sky. Meaning some time has passed since this sudden relocation.
I may've been abducted, or perhaps my father finally got hold of me. I remember hearing something when the white light smothered me, although it was only brief and unintelligible.
I best get going.
I have no intention of dying or being stuck here. Whatever this all means, I can think on it later.
I broke off layers of bark off a thin tree, until a lighter shade was exposed. I did this all around the tree forming a ring, as a sort of marker. It is very obvious from a distance. Then I scaled up the heights of a tall tree, emerging past above the forest roof. The birds in my vicinity took one look at me, then promptly flew away.
I wasn't much higher compared to the rest of the forest, so my view of the horizon was limited. I had my gaze on some clouds, and spotted a stream of smoke brushing one of them. The source of that smoke was hidden behind my obscured horizon, but it could only suggest fire.
After scaling down to the ground, I decided to go in that direction. I made sure to be observant and remember where I go.
The journey was slower than I expected. Much of my time went into navigating around the hills, trees and occasional wildlife; little of it was I actually crossing distances. My good endurance allowed me to push on for many hours, until I got thirsty, which became a growing concern. It shouldn't be long until I find the source of the smoke, so I continued.
"…?"
While my concerns for water began to rise, I spotted tracks amongst the softer areas of dirt. They bore the imprint of small human feet, that of a kid. A human child could only suggest human settlements, which was all I could hope for.
I followed the tracks in its opposite direction. I aim to find where the tracks started rather than where it ended, as people start from their homes. The distant chirping of birds and occasional sight of animals no longer graced me. Although it could be a red herring, I felt myself leaving the forest as the foliage thinned.
Sounds of shifting leaves and heavy breathing soon reached me, and it wasn't far away. I continued on-course, the sound growing louder, and braced myself. I saw what it was.
A humanoid figure of green skin, long nails and small stature sat resting on a small outcrop. I did not know what it was, only that it resembled a human. It covered itself in animal skins like a cloak, and wore nothing else. Its feet were indeed small and human-shaped, but they did not resemble the tracks I found.
Is that a person? I'm not sure... I felt conflicted for not knowing for sure. While there are animals that have a human stature, if it could communicate and show intelligence, then it should be regarded as something close to a human, I concluded.
The question is whether I should confront it. I have a very poor grasp on the current situation. There may be many unintended consequences with revealing myself to something I don't know. I sat deep inside the thick foliage, crouching and thinking.
The green animal was visibly tired, and was not leaving anytime soon. I decided to scout around to see if there were any more of its kind. If there wasn't, I'll risk myself confronting it, to see what it would do. By itself, it shouldn't pose a significant problem even if it's not friendly.
After some scouting, there was none of its kind anywhere. This thing is alone, that was certain. I made my mind and emerged from the foliage, slowly with my hands in the air so as to not appear threatening. And as it as saw me…
"Uh… Hello. My name is Kiyota- "
"SCRaaaaagh!" It shrieked. After a moment of stillness, it quickly bared its teeth and showed hostility with the likeness of a beast. All of its teeth were fanglike, with no resemblance to anything human.
It lunged forward like a spring. It was incredibly fast, though I managed to dart around it. It was clear this creature had no desire to communicate. Judging from its monstrous shrieks, I doubt that was possible at all. I would be in no wrong for defending myself from an assaulting creature.
Darting forward, I reached for its elbow, strongly pulling it down to the ground. Its small size meant a small body mass, which I could manipulate. Its arm being dragged down meant the rest of its body followed, losing its balance as well. Very quickly I grabbed the back of its head, raised it, then repeatedly dashed it into the ground until I heard the sound of crunching bone.
Whatever that was, immediately dispatching it was most appropriate. My life would be forfeit otherwise.
Even with my intense education, it was never expected that I knew every species of every animal on Earth. Considering Japan and the aims of the Whiteroom, learning ecology wasn't a high priority.
Regardless, I'm surprised I never learnt of this animal, considering its resemblance to humans. I'm not frustrated at my lack of knowledge; I'm more in awe at how the interesting the wider world is. I examined the corpse, making sure to never forget this strange animal.
…!?
All of a sudden, the animal's corpse disintegrated. Remaining in its place was a mound of black ash, the cloak it wore, and a deep purple crystal. The crystal was small, but coursed with light and swirling energy. When picking it, its surface was smooth and nice to touch.
This is even more confusing. I could contend with not knowing some animal, but evaporating into ash and crystal was completely beyond me.
"Hey! I think there's something here!"
A group of people were coming my way. They were sounded frantic and desperate. In a moment of premeditated decision, I concealed myself behind the many layers of forest. If I were to be known by them, I would do it on my owns terms, under circumstances I feel safe.
As they arrived to where I'd slain the green animal, they became clear for me to see. These men and women were holding torches, wielding blades and wearing simple garbs. One kneeled down to examine the pile of ashes.
"Some monster definitely died here. Yet the crystal is missing."
"Was it from one of us?"
"No. No none of us ever came here. This is uncharted area."
"Do you think the boy was here then?"
"His footprints are here, yet I there's no sign of blood. Either he killed this thing without a scratch, or this was done by somebody else."
"Someone we don't know must've been here then."
"Why would anyone be in a bloody forest…!?"
The man kneeling over the ashes was silent. The rest of them were looking at him, perhaps awaiting his input. He was far larger than the rest, and older. He stood up slowly, his face showed no expression. When he spoke, he was withholding his rage.
"There's no way to know for sure until my grandson is found… however… there is the possibility that he was kidnapped."
Grandson… Monster…
It seemed they came about the wrong conclusion. Hiding myself from them only made me look suspicious. If I choose to reveal myself right now, I could perhaps clear up the situation. Since I didn't have his grandson with me, it can be believed that I had nothing to do with his disappearance. If he was lost or found, then I revealed myself later, I might look incriminating.
However, revealing myself now will pose other risks. If the grandson is never found, I would be called into question. The only way I'll be free from suspicion is if he was found, as he would testify for my innocence. It's necessary for my survival to be in good standing with these people.
Regardless of what I do, this boy needs to be found, so as to not incur suspicion upon myself. There were small human footprints before; no doubt they were from the grandson. If he's in danger, it'll be faster if I go searching for him myself.
How troublesome.
Without drawing their notice, I shrunk back into the forest, and returned to the tracks I previously found. They were hard to spot, but they revealed a clear path for me to follow. Judging from the general foliage, I was returning to older parts of the forest. The trees grew thick, the roofed branches blocked more sunlight, and the footprints seemed fresher and fresher.
"Aaaaaarrhhg!"
At first it was a distant echo, yet it was all I needed to know where he was, so I started dashing. The echo very quickly turned into a mess of screaming. What I saw explained it all.
Three of the same green animals I saw previously were attempting to close in on him. They only went as fast as to not lose him. The boy ran with the vigour of someone who had everything to lose. Unfortunately, the more he ran, the deeper he went into the forest. Clearly the green animals knew that, and were waiting for the boy to tire himself out.
At running speed, I shoved my knee into the back of one's head. The thing flew, stopping abruptly at a trunk, head splattered. One of its companions was witness to what happened, falling motionless in terror. The other was too preoccupied with the boy to notice.
Now that I think about it, should I feel bad for murdering his friend so brutally…? Then again, they were about to kill an innocent boy for whatever reason…
I moved passed the terror-stricken animal. It was of no threat to anyone at the moment, so I saw little reason in killing it. The morality of killing these animals so like us was still in question, so I operated under the idea of self-defence. The boy was still in danger however, so killing the last one chasing him was a forgone conclusion. They were getting further away, so I went to close the distance.
The boy kept running until he was obstructed by a dead tree. It laid sideways, rotting, however was so wide it was taller than him, and he was too exhausted to climb. He pressed his back onto the tree, facing the animal in front of him.
Very quickly, I ran my arm all the way through the chest of the animal, my forearm protruding the other side. Blood shot forward from its opened chest and rained down on the poor boy. A mass of blood drenching him entirely.
This is a lot of blood for such a small animal.
I made this all gorier than I needed to. My intention was to dispatch it quickly, then move in to calm him. All this blood will not help. Nonetheless, I kneeled closer, locking eyes with him.
"Are you okay?"
I wanted to show him that I meant no harm. I lowered myself down to his level. This displays my willingness to cooperate and would make him more at ease with my presence. I tried to pull a soft expression. I did not know if I succeeded at that, but he stopped hyperventilating. I was able to take a good look at him.
This boy is indeed very young, and grandson of that large man I saw earlier. He wore a shocked expression; eyes wide, mouth open. His eyes were the only thing not concealed in blood. Ironically, they were blood red in color.
"It's okay. You're safe now. I can help you find your family."
I offered my hand. I decided not to mention his grandfather, as I shouldn't know about that. He took glances between my hand, my eyes and the bloodied corpse behind me. He is still wary – I can see that.
"Uh… uh. Mister…"
"Kiyotaka. My name is Kiyotaka."
"Ah… okay. Kiyotaka…"
Very suddenly, all the mess I made with the animals started smoking with ash. The blood that drenched the boy left him, revealing more of his appearance.
His hair was snow white. It wasn't silver or deathly white, instead it was a white that exuded innocence and youth, much like his face. If I were to compare him to anything, he was like a white rabbit.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Um, Bell… My name is Bell Cranel."
Bell Cranel. What a strange name.
Bell grabbed onto my hand, pulling himself up as I stood. He looked at me again, wide-eyed and in awe.
"Thank you for saving me mister!" He bowed so hard, as if it mattered everything to him.
"No need to thank me. You were in danger, so I wanted to help. That's all."
His eyes dazzled slightly. I didn't know that was possible. He seemed to be processing something.
"Um… What is your name mister?" He looked so embarrassed to ask me something so simple. I wondered why. Perhaps he's just shy.
"Kiyotaka is enough, or Ayanokouji. Whichever is okay."
"Is Ayanokouji your surname?"
"Yes. Call me whichever. It doesn't matter."
"Okay then. I'll call you Mister Ayanokouji. Is that okay?"
"Yes."
"…"
An awkward silence pervaded. It seemed neither of us were suited to talk. I should be taking him back to his grandfather.
"Anyways. I'll help you find your way back. If you wish."
"I want to go back to gramps. Do you know where my village is?"
"No. I don't, I'm quite clueless. However, I found you through the tracks you left behind when you were running. I know where they are. We'll just retrace your steps back to your village."
"Ah! You're amazing mister Ayanokouji!"
"Oh. Thank you..."
Apart from my caretaker Matsuo, I've never really been complimented before. Then again, I've never had much time to chat. I have learnt all the things I should say in social settings, but I lack experience. I tried to return him a compliment, but the words never left my mouth.
Regardless, I inferred him to follow my lead. I picked up the two crystals from the ones I killed; the one I spared is nowhere to be seen. Despite being in a forest, I can recall everywhere I've been. Finding my way back was a simple matter of backtracking. When I found Bell's footprints, I pointed them out to assure him I knew where we were going.
"These are your footprints. I used them to find you."
"Did you know I was in danger?"
"Not really. I'm also lost as well. I thought following them would get me out of this forest."
"You're lost as well mister!?"
"Don't fret. We won't be once we follow your footprints home. I'm assuming you started walking from home. Right?"
"Yes. The forests are right where me and my grandpa lives. We live together in a farm."
"Then there's no need to worry. Let's go- "
"-Who's there! Show yourself!"
A voice interrupted me. The group of people I encountered earlier had finally caught up. Had I not gone to search for the boy first, he was sure to be dead, so it was a good thing I did.
Emerged from the woods were five men. They wielded blades and torches, wearing simple garbs and resolute faces. They seemed ready to fight me at any moment, but as soon as they saw Bell, their look demanded answers.
"Who are you?!" One pointed the torch at me. "Do not move!"
I raised both my arms in surrender. I had prepared what I wanted to say, but Bell decided to surprise me.
"Just wait a moment!"
Bell stood in front of me, arms wide open as if prepared to take a hit for me. His plea sounded like a cry for help.
"Bell! Why are you protecting this man? Didn't he kidnap you?"
"NO! It was my fault I got lost! This man saved me from goblins!"
Why are you screaming?
Some got confused, with a tint of frustration. "You got lost? Why are you even in the forest the first place!"
"I'm sorry! It's all my fault! B-but this man is innocent!" He stammered.
"I-I see… Fine. We'll have a talk with you later…" The speaker turned to me. "We still want to know why this guy is here the first place."
"If I may… I can explain myself." I lowered one hand and raised another, gesturing for their permission. Body language is also important for communication, especially under tense situations. I needed to be respectful and show my willingness to cooperate.
"Sure." The man spoke a lot calmer now, yet still eying me with suspicion.
"I am also lost myself. I do not know where I am, and I'm far from home. I found this boy when I saw his tracks. I followed them because I thought it could get me out of this forest. I found him surrounded by three green-looking animals that tried to kill him, so I killed them instead. That's all I know."
I spoke clearly and everyone listened. I seemed to have settled a lot of doubt and anger directed towards me. They spoke whispers amongst one another. I chose not to listen. The grandfather, who had been towering behind the rest, came forward.
"My name is Jason. This boy is my grandson. If it's true that you saved him, then I owe you my deepest thanks. However, I'd like to ask you a few questions…"
Jason.
On writing, his words may have sounded to be laced with threats, but his tone and demeaner made that to be false. Jason was calm and understanding. Despite the trouble that befell on his grandson, he was not inclined to express his anger, only looking out for their safety.
"Sure."
"What is your name?"
"Kiyotaka Ayanokouji."
"Were you involved in my grandson's disappearance?"
"Grandpa, it's not his fault." Bell pleaded.
"Bell…" Without turning his body, he glanced and placed his hand on Bell's head. Speaking more warmly, "I know you said he saved you, but I just want to ask him myself."
"Ahh. Okay." Bell looked reassured.
"Anyways, Kiyotaka." He no longer spoke warmly, "Were you involved?"
"No."
"Why are you here then?"
"I don't know, I'm lost and likely far from home. That's all I really know."
"Then where did you come from?"
"I'd rather not say. I don't think it concerns you, however."
"It doesn't concern me… Why is that?"
People with no bad intentions should have no reason to hide where they're from. He has offered the chance for me to explain myself. I should not waste that.
"Where I come from is just a matter of privacy. I mean no ill intent when I say it doesn't concern anyone. I assure you. I'm a student from ANHS." I tugged my uniform to highlight that fact.
At the very least, it was okay to concede on that information. A glance at my uniform would tell you the same thing. That should bring some surety to this grandfather.
Instead, it brought a grimace to his face.
"ANHS… I do not know of such place. The only educational institution I'm aware of is the School District. Are you a student of theirs?"
Normally, I fail to make any expression. However, I decided to wear the confusion on my face. It should seem convincing, since my confusion was genuine.
"To be honest… I don't know what to say. Perhaps we know it by different names." I concluded. "I will still insist that I'm here by accident, and would request some hospitality."
"Well then, we can leave this talk for another time." He decided. "If it eases you, I do believe you're telling the truth."
"Thank you." It was clear he meant it, which I much appreciated.
He turned halfway between facing me and his companions. "This man has saved my grandson. He deserves to be treated as such."
Jason pointed at each of them, "His name is Quinn, the one in the middle is Garm, the other is Bran, and this one in the back is Pippin."
Quinn, Garm, Bran and Pippin.
I memorized their faces and names. Each other them offered some greeting when told of their name, except for Garm.
"I get that introductions are nice and all," Bran responded. "But I think we should take him to the village head. To get this all sorted out, y'know."
"Very well." Jason conceded. He placed his hand on my shoulder. "Follow us."
What an interesting development.
"Okay." I complied.
"I see… So that's how it is. Bell, I think you owe this man some thanks for saving your life."
"Thank you very much Sir!"
Bell took a rigid bow like he did the first time. The apology mattered more to them than it did to me, but I welcomed the curtesy all the same.
"You're welcome," I said.
Grandfather, Bell, Bran, Pippin, Quinn, Garm and I sat around a large rectangular table. At the front sat the village-head whose name went by Rolf. Jason was the name of Bell's grandfather, then there was Bran, Pippin, Quinn and Garm. All were farmers, except for Garm, who was this town's protector.
When I first stepped into the village hall, I was under heavy scrutiny, but it was quickly turned onto Bell. As the outsider and stranger here, I was the natural suspect of Bell's disappearance into the woods. It became plain however, that I was an innocent bystander, and Bell was all to blame.
As it turns out, the green-skinned animals I encountered were monsters called goblins. Monsters are vicious creatures who exist only to kill, who emerge from the earth and drop a crystal when they die. Goblins, specifically, have been known to gather together into goblin nests.
Recently, a goblin nest has formed and have been destroying a lot of grandfather's crops. A number of farmers, including grandfather, have rallied to clear out this nest that has been plaguing grandfather's farmland. Garm was the figurehead, although he wasn't a farmer himself.
In an act of youthful arrogance, Bell decided to follow them into the forest, without informing them. He wanted to see these creatures, but dared not risk being discovered by the adults, as they would certainly drag him back home, so he shadowed them instead. Bell could not keep up with the pace of the adults, until they deserted him unknowingly.
In a panic, Bell tried finding them, but ended up finding himself completely lost. He was found by some goblins, who made him yell so loud that keen-eared Garm heard him. The plan changed from destroying the goblin nest, to rescuing Bell.
That was when they found me and Bell. Previously, they had discovered a dead goblin that was not theirs. From this, it was speculated that Bell might've been abducted, and upon our discovery, it appeared so.
But with the help of Bell's honesty, my innocence has been cemented, my good dead made known.
"I wish to also express my gratitude to you Kiyotaka. Without you, Bell wouldn't be standing here today. Please. We may not have very much, but if there's anything you want that we could do, we'll grant your request." Rolf promised, with a polite bow of the head.
"Thank you for your kindness." I replied. "I intend to find my way home. I'm not familiar with this place, so I need someone to help inform me with things. I also need to place to stay."
Truthfully, I don't intend to go back home, however it's believable enough. It's good enough pretext to gain a teacher. My father will be out to get me, so I best be prepared. Knowing as much of everything will be invaluable.
"This is Moria village, near Yenite forest. I don't expect you to know this village, but perhaps you know of the forest." He spoke.
"It does help." I remained vague. "But it won't be enough. If I have someone who could inform me on these things, like a tutor, that would be appreciated."
"I see. In that case…" He gestured to Pippin, whispered in his ear, who promptly left to the back hallway.
"I have a daughter who's from the School District, a student just like you. She tried to become an adventurer, but she much prefers teaching rather than killing. She probably knows more about history and places than Garm does." Rolf chuckled. "Give her some time to come. As for accommodation…"
Rolf signalled to Jason, who returned with a nod. Jason stood up to address me.
"Our home is nice enough. You saved my grandson. You are more than welcome to stay at our home for as long as you wish." Jason bowed respectfully, then sat down. Bell could not hide his excitement.
"Thank you. I'll stay at your place then," I said.
Rolf looked pleased. "That is splendid. Now… I'm assuming you all will resume clearing the goblin nest tomorrow. Is that right?"
Quinn spoke forward, "We've already made up our mind. We'll start tomorrow at sunrise."
His words were followed by agreement. "The sooner this is done, the better. There's no reason to delay this," Jason added.
Rolf nodded as well, "That is wise. Weeds must be taken care of as soon as they appear. Even a single day could mean all the difference." A light thudding was heard from the back hallway. "Now, if anyone has anything else to say, then say it quickly. My daughter is coming…"
No one said anything, instead everyone sat waiting. Emerging from the hallway, a lady in her twenties walked into the main hall. She had brown eyes that resembled her father's, and blonde hair that was nothing like his grey hair. She moved an empty chair to sit beside her father.
"I'm not caught up with what's going on. Could someone please tell me?" She looked around the hall, spotting me on the opposite end of the table. She looked at me with curiosity.
"I suppose some introductions are necessary. This is my daughter, Clara. She recently graduated from the School District. And this young man here is Kiyotaka Ayanokouji. He saved Bell from some goblins when Bell decided to sneak out into the forest…"
Rolf gave Clara a brief rundown of the situation that had happened. Clara looked concerned and intrigued the entire time, asking questions and glancing to Bell and me.
"…he's lost and knows little of where he is. So now he wants someone to help him." Rolf finished.
"I see…" She looked serious for moment, then excited. "Well in that case, I would love to tutor him," she decided. "No one ever asks to be taught, so it's nice to see someone willing to learn."
"Kiyotaka will be staying at Jason's house. He has already promised to house Kiyotaka, and you know how serious his promises are," Rolf continued.
"That'll makes things easier for all of us." She leaned forward eagerly. "Ki-yo-ta-ka… forgive me, but is that how you pronounce your name?"
"That is correct."
"Well then, Kiyotaka…" Clara smiled warmly. "It'll be a pleasure to teach you everything I know."
"I appreciate that." Offering to teach me everything she knew wasn't exactly per my request, but it was better than what I had asked for.
Rolf tried to hide his satisfaction. "Well then, I believe that everything has been resolved. If anyone has nothing else to say, then this meeting finished," he ended.
"There is one more thing," I said.
"Oh..." Rolf said, slightly surprised. "Well, what is it?"
"I would like to help you with your goblin problem."
All those at the table turned to me. Bran, Pippin and Quinn looked confused, Clara and Rolf looked shocked, Bell was awestruck, and Jason gave little reaction except for the slightest intrigue.
Curiously, ever since we've met, Garm has been disregarding of my situation, until now. Now he watches me, silent but intently.
"I-I'm s-sorry." Rolf stammered. "But this isn't something a sweet person like you should do. This matter is very, very dangerous. I can't imagine why you would ask for this."
"I have encountered a few of these goblins before, I understand it is a serious matter," I said. "But I'm asking this for my own sake. It's important for me that I do."
"I-I don't understand. Why do you want to do this?"
"For my safety." I spoke. "There's merit in knowing how to defend yourself. Just today, I was lost and encountered those goblins. Had I not known how to fight, they would have killed me."
"If you fear the goblins, then my advice is to stay away from forested areas and stay in the open. There is simply no reason for you to risk your life like this."
"No reason? I wasn't looking to get lost, but I did. No one tries to put themselves in danger, but sometimes it happens regardless."
I leaned forward and spoke assuredly, "I know how to fight, and I won't be fighting alone. I'm not putting myself in too much of a risk. If anything, my assistance would lower your burdens."
"Even still." Rolf said. "You could still die, and that would look bad on us. You're Jason's guest, more importantly the village is indebted to you. You have no business involving yourself in these things."
I shrugged, "I might die now, or I might die later. In terms of how likely I'll die, partaking in this excursion of yours will only lower those chances."
"H-how?"
"Like I said before, I was never looking to get lost, yet nonetheless I did. In some ways, I was lucky Bell was there today. Had the goblins not been distracted, I wouldn't be alive now."
"I see…" Rolf looked more understanding, although still rejecting the notion. "Even still, you can still die. Imagine the guilt we'd bear knowing we sent you to your death."
"I understand your perspective, but if you're worried for my safety, then it's all the more reason to allow me to join. This is my safest chance to learn how to deal with these monsters. Please… I don't want to lose this opportunity," I pleaded.
I didn't try to express my pleading facially, as I don't know how. Instead, I subtly slowed my speech and added a little emotion. Considering my completely lacklustre expression, sounding too expressive would come off as fake, so I didn't overdo it.
Everyone seemed convinced by my heartfelt speech, excluding Garm. Rolf tried to respond, but no words came out of his mouth.
Jason stepped in to fill the silence, "You want to do this to protect yourself? Is that your reason?"
I turned to address him, "This is for my protection. Knowing how to handle goblins might very well save me."
"Is that the only reason?" He repeated, slowly and with emphasis.
Jason is trying to read me. From his efforts, it is clear he is experienced in dealing with liars. By asking such pressing questions, most liars would struggle to hide their deception.
In truth, I spoke a half-lie. As I was informed on the nature of goblins (monsters that rise from the earth), I naturally wish to be as prepared against such threats as I possibly can. But that was not why I really wanted to join in this hunt for goblin nests.
It is because I'm curious. Whatever monsters are, they fascinate me. I wish to see them more, and know them more. There's also a theory that I must confirm; it is crucial that I do so, and seeing these goblins might settle it.
"Yes. That is the only reason." Thus, I decided to lie.
Jason and I held each other's gaze. After a while, Clara butted in.
"Kiyotaka. Are you planning on doing anything that would require fighting monsters? Like being an adventurer?"
Adventurer…
"To be honest, I don't know what I want to do. I suppose anything is possible." I thought it best to leave my future open-ended. Declaring that I have a certain future in mind would limit me from doing things that betray those expectations.
"I see… Personally, if that's the case, I think it's okay for Kiyotaka to go." Clara clarified. "He'll be protected by many people, and it may prove useful for him in the future."
"Hmm…" Rolf pondered for a moment. "Garm, you haven't given your opinion. Since you are the leader, what do you think?"
The room turned still, awaiting Garm's response. From general observation, it was clear that Garm was well-respected, as well as leading the goblin hunt. It is his decision that will decide whether I go or not.
Garm is certainly a strange fellow. He has silver hair and long, pointy ears that stick out sideways. His features immediately mark him out as different, not entirely human. His strange ears might be why he heard Bell screaming in the forest when no one else could.
Since I had first met him, Garm had only spoken outside my earshot. He was perceptive enough to recognize my own perceptiveness, and made sure nothing he said was heard by me. If Garm was to respond now, this will be my first time hearing him.
"I'm okay with it." Garm said nonchalantly.
"Is that so…?" Rolf sounded relenting.
Garm leaned forward, drumming the table in thought. "Even though we killed nothing today. We got a good idea as to how serious the goblin situation is…"
Garm leaned back, nodding to himself. "…It's quite manageable, for sure. He knows how to fight. He'll only die if he gets cocky and act stupid. Otherwise, I won't stop another person from lightening our load."
Rolf sighed, "I see… And you're certain it's fine for him to go?"
"Only if he doesn't get reckless." Garm cautioned. "Other than that, he'll do well."
Garm turned to face me, "From what Bell has said, you dispatched those goblins quite impressively. Do you possess a Falna?"
Falna…?
Whatever a Falna is, I most likely don't possess it. It wouldn't go well if I got caught in a lie, so I spoke truthfully.
"No, I don't."
The elf was studying me, however my face showed nothing. My lack of expression and unphased demeanour was certainly off-putting for him. Yet despite that, Garm smiled.
"Then that is even more impressive. I see no reason to refuse his request," he decided. "We'll meet on the outskirts of Jason's farm. As soon as the sun comes up, we'll enter the forest. This will last a few days."
"Okay." It was simple enough.
Rolf furrowed his brows. No longer pleased, this time he stood up to address everyone, "Does anyone have anything they wish to say? If not, then it's decided that Kiyotaka will join the goblin hunt, and this meeting is finished."
Quinn glanced at me in concern. "If Garm thinks that Kiyotaka can go, then I'm fine."
"I'd say the same. I'm not a fan of it, but Garm knows better than me."
"Same as me."
"They'll be six people in this hunt. As long as we aren't careful, we'll fare well." Jason replied.
Some were concerned, worried or accepting of the situation. All, however, made themselves clear they had nothing more to say.
"Very well. Then this meeting is over." With a wave of his hand, marked the end of the meeting.
As soon as it ended, Garm wore a look of disinterest and walked out, leaving the large doors open. On his way to walking out, he stopped by Jason and whispered. They were too far and rowdy for me to hear.
Clara approached me. She gave me an apologetic look, before greeting me.
"I'm sorry you had to through all of that. We needed to confirm whether you had any bad intentions."
"It's okay, it was quickly resolved," I said.
"You don't look very glad." She laughed. "I'm just joking. It's good we know what you did. From what I understand, if you weren't there, Garm and the rest wouldn't have reached Bell in time. You don't deserve to be treated poorly by us."
"I wasn't treated poorly. And you don't have to give me so much credit." I'm not equipped to handle praise, "I just got rid of a few goblins."
"Nonsense. You could have very easily done nothing. You saved us all from a lot of suffering. The least I could do is to help you." She was genuine.
It's better to accept a compliment graciously than refuse it, so I bowed. "I suppose I did. You're welcome."
Quinn, Piper and Bran walked by. Bran slung my arm around my shoulder, jolting me around a little. I made sure to maintain my balance.
"We'll see each other tomorrow. You need a good sleep. I for sure won't be getting one. Ha!" He laughed, slapping my shoulder then leaving.
"Take yourself seriously." Quinn berated. "However, Bran is right. Sleep early tonight. Hunting goblins is serious business. Any injury that isn't fatal can be treated with magic, but it's not uncommon for people to still die."
Magic…
"Don't worry," I assured. "I'm taking this seriously. And I'll sleep early." Had I not known how to always get a good rest, I would not be where I am now.
"That's good to hear." Quinn smiled. "Anyways, we'll meet tomorrow, at where we left the forest."
Quinn was referring to when I was escorted out of the forest. I remember it quite well. "I'll see you there," I promised.
Thus, Quinn, Piper and Bran left. While the three were no longer anxious over my involvement, Clara still couldn't hide her concern.
"Are you worried for me?" I wondered.
"…Admittedly, yes. But it's fine." She tried to reassure herself. "Just make sure you don't get hurt. If you do, you'll worry everyone. Even if I can heal you."
Healing… Magic…
"What is this 'healing' you're referring to?" I asked.
"Oh, I was an adventurer for some time, so I still have my Falna. I have a healing spell, you see."
"Could you show me?"
"Do you have some kind of headache?".
I thought it best to be transparent. "Not really. But I'd like to see it."
Clara pondered for a moment, then shrugged. "Sure."
She planted her fingers on my forehead. Then began chanting.
I did not understand the words she spoke, only that it sounded archaic. The words continued on, until a light radiated from her fingers, passing through my head.
From this, I felt a sensation. It was very pleasant, similar to a cold shower in the morning. Then something changed in my body and mind. I felt rejuvenated and gained clarity.
"How do you feel?" She asked.
"Better." So that's magic. "Thank you."
"It's okay. I can only do it a few times a day though, so only ask it when you really need it." She cautioned.
Clara pulled back her fingers, still radiating with swirling light. At once, I recalled the swirling energy of the monster crystals. There seemed to be some inherent association.
That display of magic was too convincing to not be real. This confirms the theory that I've been building ever since I witnessed strange death of the goblin.
From the goblin, to the crystal, Garm himself, and the magic… too much of these things simply do not fit into my understanding of reality. It couldn't be that the Whiteroom failed to teach me these things…
There is really only one conclusion, although I'll find time to address it later.
I shifted my focus to Bell.
The boy who was near my age treaded forward. He was hiding behind the leg of the person he called his grandfather, although the resemblance was hard to find. Bell mustered up the courage to say something, but was quickly interrupted by Clara.
"Bell! I miss you!" She moved to play with his cheeks. "Since Kiyotaka will be a guest at your house, I'll also be staying. Right?" She queried Jason.
"Of course. That only makes sense."
Clara turned to Bell with a serious face. "When I have time, you and I will need to have a serious talk. Running into the forest like that!" she scolded.
"Y-yes ma'am." Bell looked down ashamedly. Clara lost her tenseness, and gave Bell a hug. "Wait a few more years, and then you can think of becoming a hero."
"O-okay, Miss Clara." Bell blushed, embarrassed.
Clara turned to Bell's grandfather. "So, is there anything else? Or are we leaving?"
"There is no reason to remain any longer. Unless you have a reason to stay, I suggest we head back." Jason turned to address me. "Is there anything you wish to do here? If not, we might as well go."
…Anything?
"What do you mean by 'anything'?" The term was unclear.
"We're in no hurry to go home. As long as we're home before the sun falls below the mountains in the west, you're welcome to go wherever. Clara can escort you no doubt."
"Oh yes, I wouldn't mind." She cheered at the prospect. "That's why I'm here, after all."
While the question might sound simple, it's hard to come to terms with the scope of such an offer. I can choose to go to Jason's house, or I can put that off, and go anywhere in this village. That sort of freedom has been never afforded for me before.
I turned to Bell. "What is it?" I asked.
Ever since he was interrupted, Bell has been trying to talk to me, waiting for a gap in the conversation for him to interject. I thought it best to hear his words before I decide anything.
"I just wanted to say… that I'm sorry." Bell said.
"It's fine." People sure are apologizing a lot.
"Thank you, mister! For saving me!"
"You're welcome."
"I-I'll definitely repay you! I don't know how, but I will repay you! One day…"
His promise had me intrigued - it didn't seem like a promise to be forgotten. He was set on proving himself, but it's hard to know what that would suggest.
"Very well. As long as you don't put yourself in danger again."
He hummed in agreement. He was a strange resolve that reflected in his eyes.
"Is there anything else?" I asked.
"Y-yes. A-actually, I just wanted to talk with you a little."
"What do you wish to talk about?"
"I don't really know. We can think of something on our way home. It can be anything!"
To simply talk…
When have I ever engaged in a meaningless conversation? To talk about something mundane and irrelevant, distant from any significant purpose?
There were only a few instances where I witnessed the normal world. Often, when I peered through the glass to see a scene of everyday life, my mind ran with thoughts.
What are they saying? How do they feel? Why are they smiling?
It is a great desire of mine to experience and understand these things. While is only a childish wanting for Bell, for me, is it close to my most unfulfilled wish.
I decided to be honest with myself. I planted my hand gently though his hair, then ruffled it.
"Okay. You'll have to help me think of something to talk about, however." I looked to answer Jason's question, "we'll just go home. I'll take a look at the village some other day."
Jason nodded and smiled, then gestured towards the entrance, signalling our leave.
Jason, Clara, Bell and I passed through the wide-open doors, arriving out in the open. Situated on the tallest hill, a vista of everything below was laid before us. It brought about a sense of scale I have never experienced before.
In what I concluded to be south, laid the entirety of the village; a mass of buildings and pathways encompassed by forests further south. A river from the forest passes through the village center, although the river surely came first.
I looked north. Over there, were endless farmlands with no end in sight. A single road cuts through it all, marking itself out from the fields of crops and grassland. Somewhere along that road, over the horizon, was Jason's home, and the forest I was displaced to.
"Clara," I called out.
Clara was pulled away from the sight of the farmlands. "Yes?"
"Once we're there. Can I have some time to speak with you privately?"
"What for?"
"You are a teacher, are you not? There're some things I need to know, that's all."
I shouldn't be too hasty to assume my theory is true. I am still lacking a lot of information, which Clara could supply.
"There is a lot that I wish to know." I explained. "Although you might be surprised as to what it is."
It is crucial, that I know without a doubt, that my theory is true, as it would vastly affect the decisions I make in the future.
"That's fine. As a teacher, I won't judge."
Jason, Bell and Clara followed the cobbled steps that'll eventually lead to the road home.
"Follow me," she said.
Thus, I followed suit.
I did not know it then, but this was when my life truly began.
"We're almost there." Jason informed us.
After an hour, Jason's house can finally be seen in full view. Like he mentioned, the path that leads home is almost finished.
My journey here was eventful enough. My departure from the village had garnered a lot of attention. The attention I received and how they regarded me has provided me with some perspective.
Most notably, a village girl had approached to speak to me, but fled in embarrassment before she managed to utter a word. I questioned why she fled.
"She's never seen a foreigner before." Jason explained. "Especially a highborn student."
Its uncommon for a foreigner to be in such a remote village, and its unheard of for someone dressed so proper. My school uniform is considered proof of highborn status, and my status as a student has further cemented this idea.
I had always considered being a school student as a normal part of life. But here, that was far from ordinary. Children here learn to assist in their family and village; they don't dedicate a portion of their lives in study.
After my departure from the village, we crossed miles of farmland, passing by the occasional hut here and there. Bell was eager to inform me on everything he could.
"Over here, is wheat." He displayed the yellow-brown fields, then pointed towards a green patch in the distance. "And over there, is corn. Here we don't have to worry about goblins or kobolds, as we're too far from the forest."
As we continued journeying, Bell continued to educate me on everything we saw. Though I didn't display it, I thoroughly enjoyed every moment.
Nothing that Bell told me was anything I didn't know, but having someone speak so passionately was enjoyable enough. And in my life of enclosed, white rooms, seeing vast open and vibrant fields was a sight to behold.
"What do you want to be in the future?" Bell asked me.
I pondered the question. "I don't really know. I'm curious about the world, so I guess I want to explore," I supposed.
"I can understand. When I'm older, I'll go to Orario and become an adventurer." He expressed passionately.
The term 'adventurer' I heard before. I decided to inquire indirectly. "I see. Why do you want to be an adventurer?"
"Ehh-well… Being an adventurer is amazing." Bell suddenly became embarrassed. "You get to save people and stuff…"
Bell clearly didn't wish to broach on why, so I didn't push it further. The conversation steered into what my life was like, to which I remained vague and deflective. Bell quickly understood that I also didn't wish to broach on this matter, so he moved to talk about something else.
Eventually, we arrived at Jason's house. It stood on elevated ground overlooking the farmlands. Constructed from hardwood, it also had a thatched roof with a stone chimney springing out from its side. No doubt this was the source of smoke I saw when I was in the forest.
"It's somewhat small. But it'll fit the four of us." Bell said.
The four of us entered the house. It opened to a simple living and dining space. Sectioned off with their own individual rooms were a bedroom and bathroom. The ceiling was noticeably low, although that might only be true for me. Sunlight passed through the windows to provide some light.
"It's nice." While it was indeed small, it's still the loveliest house I've ever seen.
"Thank you." Bell smiled. "Grandfather built this house himself. He was an adventurer, so he's really strong."
That is undeniably impressive. In between the dining and living area, was the fireplace. "This house is made of wood. Couldn't a fireplace risk burning it?" I asked.
"That's only true if someone lit a fire outside the fireplace. All the smoke goes through the chimney and goes outside." Jason explained.
"I see." I thought of looking through the chimney, but decided against it once I realized it would blacken my clothes.
The sun had finally set over the mountains in the west, marking dusk. It was noticed as soon as the light in the house started dimming. In response, Bell started up the fireplace.
"Bell and I will start cooking dinner." Jason explained. "I suggest you find something to do in the meantime."
I had completely forgotten about food. It has been a long, confusing day so I would welcome a dinner.
"I'd like to discuss with Clara privately. If that's okay."
"Very well." Jason nodded and picked Bell up with his arms, then promptly went to storage
I entered the bedroom and indicated Clara to do the same. The bedroom only had a single bed. It was clearly not large enough for four people. I assumed that would be addressed later, perhaps after dinner.
I sat on the side of the bed, waiting for Clara to sit as well. I thought of what I wanted to say. There were the monsters, crystals, magic and more.
I sat staring for a while, with Clara waiting patiently.
"You mentioned you were looking to go home and needing help for that, right?" Clara put forward. "If that's the case, then perhaps you need to know where you are right now, and where you come from."
I shook my head. "That is not the main thing I wish to know. The truth is, I'm quite clueless about a lot of basic things." I responded.
She tilted her head. "Then, could you tell me what you're clueless about?"
"Tell me more about monsters. What are they, what do they do, and why?"
For a moment, she looked puzzled at my question, but quickly hid it. She straightened herself, coughed 'Ahem', then started speaking very properly.
"Monsters are creatures that originate from the Dungeon. Some escape to the surface, mostly the weaker ones, like goblins and kobolds. They're like a disease; if not taken care of, they will grow and populate the surface. It's a large reason why you'll be going to hunt goblins; so they don't grow out of control."
The comparison between monsters and disease was helpful in providing me some basis of understanding. I pulled out the three crystals that were in my pocket.
"When I killed the three goblins, they turned to dust and dropped these crystals." I showed her the crystals. "Could you explain that?"
"Well… when monsters die, they always turn to dust and drop a crystal. Crystals holds their lifeforce, its what's keeping them alive. The powerful the monster, the larger crystal they drop…" Clara grew increasingly speechless.
"Curious. You mentioned that they come from the Dungeon. What is this 'Dungeon'?"
Now she looked bewildered. "H-how do you not know the dungeon? Forgive me, but everyo-"
"-Clara!" I stated sharply. She went silent. I had interrupted her quite harshly, but I found it necessary.
"Forgive me. But this is something I need you to understand…" I clarified. "A lot of my questions might seem obvious, but I was raised in a rather strange environment. That's the most I'm willing to speak about my background. Please don't judge or question how I don't know these things, I'm here to learn from you, after all."
There was a momentary silence, then Clara took a deep breath. "You're right, I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry, but do expect to sit here for a long time."
It was, indeed, quite a long time. Assuming all she said was true, then it all but confirms my theory.
The Dungeon is an underground labyrinth. It is alive however, and spawn monsters to kill intruders and destroy all life on the Mortal World. It is the only Dungeon in the world, and a city was built to surround it, called Orario.
Orario is the largest city in the world. People of all races go to Orario to explore the Dungeon and acquire its riches. In the city's center, stands around 100 meters tall, is the tower of Babel. It was built atop the Dungeon's entrance to prevent monsters from leaving and ravaging the surface.
Eventually we went into the topic of races. I took some time for me to realize that Clara and I had a different understanding of race. Race in her context does not refer to the differences in humans; instead, all humans are a single race out of many. There were Elves, Dwarves, Pallums, Demi Humans, Amazoness, Humans and more.
Different races possessed different notable characteristics. There were subcategories in races as well. Garm is considered a dark elf. Dark elves are few in numbers, as apparently many were killed by monsters in ancient times.
"Ancient times? Tell me a bit of history?" I asked.
"Uh… There's a lot, what do you want to know?" Her question was a bit stupid. Clara realized that and became embarrassed.
"Anything that's notable. What is this 'ancient times?"
"Alot isn't known about the ancient times. It was around a thousand years ago, before the gods arrived to the mortal realm. This was before the tower of Babel was constructed, and powerful monsters run rampant on the surface."
"So, what changed?"
"Well. Things changed with the arrival of deities."
The arrival of deities marked a new age. Before they descended from heaven, the world had few means of fighting against the monsters. Deities, however, could bestow mankind greater power using their heavenly essence. This is done in the form of a Falna, a mark on their back which deities bestow. People with Falna are called adventurers, who kill monsters to gain Excelia, which makes them stronger.
As mankind were able to stand toe-to-toe against monsters, less monsters run rampant on the surface. And with the construction of Babel trapping the monsters in the dungeon, the world grew prosperous.
Now, the dungeon is a place for adventurers to go slay monsters to grow stronger and gain wealth. Now countless deities and adventurers exist in Orario. A god and their blessed children form groups called Familias.
"Also, someone can only be blessed by one deity at a time, but most people never change their deity."
"Why is that?" I wondered.
"It's a large commitment. Being blessed by a god means you are now part of their Familia, which are like clans."
"I see. Is there anything else?"
"Oh, there much, much more. You are seriously behind on your history lessons." Clara said jokingly. "Oh I should mention the great calamities."
In ancient times, the Dungeon created the three most powerful monsters that escaped to the surface; the Behemoth, Leviathan and One-Eyed Black Dragon. They are referred to as the Three Great Calamities.
"They are the only significant threat to the world." She warned. "They are the most powerful monsters to ever exist, and they reside on the surface, until recently…"
Recently…
"It was only around 15 years ago, when the Behemoth and Leviathan were slain thanks to Zeus and Hera's contribution."
Zeus and Hera…
"What happened?"
"It had been the responsibility for the Familias with the strongest adventurers to protect Orario and slay the Great Calamities. Zeus and Hera had the strongest Familia at that time, and had managed to slay the Behemoth and Leviathan, but failed in killing the One-Eyed Black Dragon."
She continued. "After this defeat, their strength as Familias were weakened, and other Familias vying for power took the opportunity to supplant them. Because of that, Zeus and Hera were forced into exile, alongside what few members they had left."
"They were exiled for slaying the two largest threats to the world, essentially." I surmised. "Does Orario have some manner of centralized authority. Who keeps these Familias in check?"
Just through reasoning, a place where all its wealth come from one area, there had to be some form of centralized power. In a city run by competing clans, the authority and management over the dungeon couldn't be afforded to a single Familia.
Someone had to keep things fair regarding the access of the dungeon, and was unbiased in Familia affairs themselves.
"Well, the Guild is the main governing power of Orario. They're politically neutral, of course they have to be, and their patron deity is Ouranos."
Ouranos.
"Shouldn't the Guild take issue with Familias forcing out other Familias out of power?" I questioned. "Like forcing the two most important Familias into exile?"
"I suppose so. But to be honest, there's not that much information present about this. It was fifteen years ago, and I was just at the school district then."
Clara's lack of knowledge on this matter was intriguing. Something was indeed off, and it's not just the names that these deities hold.
There's a lot to think about.
I heard a series of knocks and a shout through the door. "Dinner is ready!"
I pocketed the three crystals and stood up. "Thank you for telling me all this. I intend to talk to you more about this, but that's enough for today." I decided.
"I understand. But I do find this troubling…" Her face was full of unease.
"What is?"
"How come you don't know any of this!?" She was almost horrified. "I know you asked us not to inquire on your past, but I can't help but ask why."
"That is private," I said.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry… But I'm worried…"
"What for?"
"Your lack of knowledge is very concerning. How will you get home?"
"I have you to teach me."
"Even so, are you able to go on your own?"
"I can handle it on my own."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure." I reached for the door.
Clara is quite concerned for me. I suppose I can understand why, but it's important that set certain boundaries.
"If you're concerned for me, then the most you can do is to teach me." I needed her to understand. "I might lack knowledge, but it doesn't mean I'm stupid."
Clara smiled hesitantly. "I see, I'm sorry… I'll try to have faith in you."
We left the bedroom and entered the dining area. At the dining table, rested dried meat and bread, lots of bread. We took our seats and started eating.
"I'm sorry if you don't enjoy it. We don't have much here." Bell said dishearteningly.
"I like it." These were the most tasteful things I ever had. The thick yet malleable consistency and hot freshness of the bread was wonderful. The stringiness, toughness and flavour of the meat was the same.
"I like it as well." Bell was glad with my answer.
During the dinner, people were conversing here and there. While I wasn't involved in much of the conversation, I was still content with listening.
Once we were finished, it was already dark. Jason carried a large animal skin mattress, and laid them on the bedroom floor. Bell brought pillows and woollen blankets.
"I assure you, it's very comfortable." Jason said. "There is anything you need?"
"No. This is everything."
Clara and I was provided with suitable pajamas, which were the few things I was familiar with. Jason and Bell slept in the main bed, whilst Clara and I laid on the mattress, appropriately distanced from each other. There was a level of propriety when sleeping with other people, especially when it's the opposite sex.
"Goodnight," Clara said.
"Goodnight as well." I replied. I stared blanky at the ceiling, deep in thought.
What a confusing day, I thought. Since the moment that white light took me, I had many questions. At the time, I shelved those questions for later, but now I have enough information to surmise my situation.
I took out the three crystals that were in my pocket. I'm thankful it wasn't confiscated when I was escorted to the village. These three crystals are undeniable proof of my situation. I held each of them and gazed into the purple swirling light inside.
When I first encountered the goblin, I could only conclude that it was some animal with distant evolutionary heritage to us. That was thrown away when it popped into dust and left a crystal. The goblins were something unlike anything I'd ever known, which was remarkable. At that time, I suspected my father's involvement.
There's only one person I know that can and has the motive to suddenly relocate me away from my Highschool. And that is my father. He would be cruel enough to pull this kind of stunt.
But now, it's safe to say that he had no hand in any of this. It's not impossible that everyone I have met to be my father's spies, and the goblins some weird artificial creation. But the crystal in my hand, magic Clara bestowed on me, the sudden white light that blanketed my world, and the things I heard when that happened, could not have been my father's doing.
When I gaze into the purple crystal, there's a deep sense that it is alive, not artificial. This crystal could never be a product of man, and it's heard to imagine healing magic to be the same either.
The white light that covered my world and brought me here, couldn't have been fabricated. When I recall everything that occurred before I sat at the bus stop, waiting to go to high school, I conclude that there was no way I could've been drugged.
Then, there was that voice. Initially, I believed it was proof that someone was responsible for the white light. But it couldn't have been. The voice was unintelligible, but there was something about it, and the experience that it gave me, which caused me to instinctively understand that I encountered an entity beyond the human conception.
With all these truths accounted for, alongside the plethora of information Clara gave me, it confirms the theory that has been building up for a while now. That I am in a different world.
This changes everything. While I can't forego the possibility of more people from my world crossing into this one, this essentially separates me from all of my father's influence. For the first time in my life, I am truly free.
Now what does this do for me? I can choose when to wake up, what to do or where to go. I can go live a normal life, and try to learn things like friendship, love, and perhaps even joy. It's also important that I understand as much as I can about this new world; Clara can help me with that.
There are also mysteries that need to be answered.
When my world was blanketed with white light, I heard a voice, then promptly relocated here. What entity brought me here? And why? I'll start by finding these deities that Clara mentioned. They're more likely to know about these things.
There are also the peculiar names of these deities. Zeus, Hera and Ouranos are the names of gods in ancient Greek mythologies. This would suggest some deep connection between this world and mine. Perhaps the gods of the ancient world are real, and they were what brought me here.
I put the crystals into my pocket, and closed my eyes. It is time to sleep. Starting tomorrow, I have this world as my canvas, and can live in the manner I please.
However, there is a deeper concern. While there undoubtedly exist dangers that may oppose me, dragons and goblins are not the monsters I will have to seriously contend with.
It is myself.
Because regardless of where I am, I will always be my father's masterpiece.
A Monster.
No matter what happens, I alone will be the victor. In this world or my last, winning is everything. My father's values flow through me; the man who I wish is wrong more than anything.
AN:
I'm not particular experienced with writing fanfictions, but I've really wanted to write this for a while now.
This is going to be a slow burn. Due to how my story will shape up, it was necessary that he doesn't start out in Orario. This was why I made my original characters, but I don't plan to make much more. Once he arrives to Orario, all the characters will be from the main story.
Also, I'd like to know what you think. Are there any issues, or some advice? My fear is that I didn't write Ayanokouji and Bells' characters correctly. Did this chapter also feel too slow?
I'm planning on taking this seriously. This will be a long journey.
Anyways, I hope that you enjoyed this.
