'How did I... never mind.' He sighed, looking around as he avoided bumping into the many people in Orario.
Frankly, he was confused, the path felt familiar but he couldn't seem to grasp his way around the streets like the old times, then again he did spend a lot of time in Terraria so he didn't really need to know where to go that much. Sure, he drew out a map as discreetly as he could so he doesn't get lost. But that didn't mean much in the short term when he needed to find the Guild, sure will help in the long run though.
Though he was tempted to just use an Invisibility potion to roam around with the Celestial Tracers. 'Then again I would have just accidentally run into people.' He looked around the area and all he found was a restaurant with some weird name.
'I should probably just ask an adventurer.' He turned to walk away, feeling nothing but the slightest sense of unease, he had chalked it up to him just imagining things, he was after all, sent back here without a warning, this feeling did little to ease him.
'Probably just my Imagination.' He waved it off again, if it was something important, he was sure the adventurers would also have noticed. He walked into a random direction, hoping it was even the right direction.
As he did so, he noticed more and more people in attire that screams adventurer, Then again... this is the adventurer city, it'd be weird to not see them everywhere, so he couldn't really expect much from seeing more of them.
As he walked, he hummed a small tune he had learned in Terraria, he hoped that the Guild would be near the dungeon, after all... wouldn't it make sense? Granted, he never got around to actually entering the famed building until he got a Falna, and since... he never got the chance to talk to a God, he didn't really bother knowing where it was.
He sighed, lamenting at the situation, 'I should have thought of that earlier...' He hummed, still sketching on the paper that always seemed to make space for new areas, only for it to be about as empty as his wallet in Valis. He smiled faintly, remembering the time he had begged Andrew to give him one, he knew they costed upwards of 400 Platinum after all.
'Though... I still haven't quite figured out how he got his hands on five of them' He silently chuckled, only to stop as he noticed a large amount of people going in and out of what he guessed was the Guild building.
'Oh, isn't that nice?' He thought as he kept looking at the Guild, looking back to the large tower relatively far away, scratching his head as he thought. 'Maybe I was wrong about that thought.' Walking towards the building, wondering if the Guild rules had changed regarding people without Falna, granted, almost everyone agreed it was stupid to even think of entering the dungeon without one.
A sentiment that he agrees with. Even if he's skilled, he doesn't exactly know how strong the monsters in the dungeon were compared to the ones in Terraria, all he knows is that getting hit will still hurt.
Walking up to the building, he entered it calmly only to notice the long line of adventurers in the teller area. He shrugged, he had waited for longer in that old restaurant he used to work in. 'Granted, the old man must have saved up enough to retire.' He thought, remembering the days he swept the floor as he heard his old boss complain about the lack of customers because of a rather popular pub with slightly cheaper prices. 'Didn't help it was in a lower traffic area.'
As he lined up, time passed relatively fast, which he prepared himself for a very hard "no" for his request to become an adventurer. Mainly because he came up with no plan or even any know how for the documents that he presumed he needed for it.
'Like you need it, just go and ask or are you a cow-' He waved the voice away, sighing as he recalled the first time he used the Phantom heart, a bad idea and he knows such. Though at least this one was more amicable than the others, most of them either want to curse him or consume his soul. ' I should be glad I haven't been hearing that many these days.'
And just as he thought about thanking the lord (of which surviving kingdom he does not know) he heard the simple "Next, please!" in front of him, focusing back on the current situation as he walked up to the Guild employee. 'Pink hair...? why are there so many people with colored hair again?' He mindlessly thought as he prepared to ask about being an adventurer. Then again he should ask if he can be an adventurer without a Falna.
"Hi, I'm here to ask about the old requirements to be an adventurer. Is being Falna-less still accepted if you want to be an adventurer..." He stopped, noting the way the girl in front of him gape at his question, her face looking like she heard it wrong. Thinking of a way he could spin this to not be seen as some suicidal idiot who wanted to be an adventurer. 'That or an overconfident idiot.' He thought, noting the look the adventurers behind him had.
"Asking because my friend is very insistent that it's still a thing. I told him that it didn't matter anyway, but he insisted that I ask." He added, hoping that the way the attendants face softened meant that she believed it, then again... he was supposed to ask her to let him become one, and judging from the fact it looked like some gears were turning in her head, she seemed to understand what he said wasn't exactly what he meant.
'I really don't want to sweep floors again.' He thought, only to get a simple reply from the girl.
"Yes actually! Though the people above have been thinking of changing that... we are still allowing people to become one as of current." She responded with some professionalism, if a little bit forced as the look she gave him was anything of note.
He supposed he'll try and convince her to become one, no matter how suicidal he might sound.
As he walked out of the building, he took in a breath as he walked towards the dungeon, surprised and thankful that he had been approved. Though it seemed there was a caveat. He needed to find a God to bless him in a week and join a Familia if he wanted to venture deeper than the second floor. Granted... he doesn't need to follow that since the dungeon can't be supervised by officials and he can just sneak to the lower floors, though explaining where he got the magic stones from is the hard part.
'Maybe I could just say that I ventured deeper and prove my strength... hopefully that would work.'
Walking towards the dungeon, he thought about how he can get some Valis, he lied and said he would return with some to buy some starting gear, though, 4,500 Valis for a starter sword?
'Must be twenty silver if I'm being honest... though it might be more.' Honestly, after that rather tiring conversation with that Guild employee, he realized he didn't know much about how to live in this world anymore.
Walking past some people, he thought deeply of how much he had forgotten about Orario, how this world worked. In Terraria, he didn't really need any knowledge of how a civilized city works, he was simply the builder and protector of the town, he wasn't the one actually running it, that was Andrew's job... though he did appreciate Harrison giving him coins as "Tax".
Life in Terraria made him forget of many things that he needed to do in Orario. 'Oh well, I just need to find out a way to kill things without using Auric tier weapons...' He focused on the matter at hand, he'd never get any money, and if he recalls correctly... the Dungeon's terrain can be affected, even if it would regenerate by the time a second party would roll around.
'Could I use my own strength? I should be able to...' He thought, stopping in his tracks as he found a spot towards the side as to not disturb any people from walking. He's sure his strength is enough to beat... something, he forgot which monsters appeared in the Dungeon, he's just sure that he could beat all the ones that appeared on the first few floors.
'Well... diving headfirst is what I did in Terraria, surely I can do the same for the Dungeon.' He thought, starting his trek to the Dungeon, then he felt it. The same feeling he felt whenever something powerful had appeared near him, the feeling of something he had to try and survive from.
Yet it wasn't the normal feeling, it was close, yes... but it was different in a way, weaker, more subdued and it almost felt like it wasn't even there. His eyes darted around the area, noticing that everyone seemed to not notice it. Which was normal, he felt like this was his only talent after all...
He walked and walked until the feeling got stronger, yet at the same time it felt more obvious that it was weakened, and that's where he found it, a cloaked figure he could see the slight, yet royal blue hair that escaped from the hood that the figure wore. It sort of reminded him of one of the King Slimes that existed in Terraria, it felt out of place, but he had assumed it was just an adventurer that was level 3.
'Going by how I've heard of level 2's being beasts in their own right, I wonder how strong Level 5's are?' He wondered, opting to leave the person alone, it was just a feeling he got whenever someone powerful appeared, it happens when he's near Permafrost as well, so he assumed the same.
'Either way, I better hurry up on getting to the Dungeon if I even want to make some money...' He turned towards the sky, it was around Evening and from what he remembers from the short discussion from the Guild attendant, the exchange booths near the Dungeon close at night.
He guesses he'll be pulling an all-nighter in the dungeon, not the longest he'll be fighting. But it sure will keep him on his toes. 'Would stealing from a dead adventurer be fine? No... I'd probably feel guilty anyway.' Shaking his head, he finally made it to the entrance and saw most, actually, all of the adventurers exiting.
'Looks like I'll be the weird one.' He thought, walking up, passing the curious stares. and when he finally made it to the actual entrance, he took a deep breath. He was finally going to enter the place the old him, maybe even the current him wanted to enter.
'The Dungeon... wonder what it actually looks like.'
A/N: Nothing much going on in this chapter, just wanted to test some things. Once again, feel free to criticize.