"Hey! Wake the hell up! You're going to be late dumbass!"
I opened my eyes slowly, recognizing my mother's voice from the living room.
I groaned and turned over on my side, just wanting to go back to my dream.
'No... please... anything but horrible wakefulness... I just need five more minutes... ' I thought.
My mom came storming into my room and threw the door open.
"GET UP RIGHT NOW! I WILL NOT TELL YOU TWICE!!"
"Fine... fine! Just give me a minute, will you?"
My name is Alex Everett, and I'm just a normal nerd living in a normal world.
I've always wanted to be a hero like the ones I see on TV and like I have created in roleplaying games. To be some world's last hope for salvation, or just to be able to save one person from the evil forces of darkness, was my dream. I sometimes dream of fantastical things happening to me, like an apocalyptic event that sent humans back to the medieval era or something equally strange yet magnificent.
Living in a major city has its perks, one of which a small bookshop that sells various games. They range from board games to roleplaying games, which is usually what I'm after. I like to browse after school, searching for new adventures to play with my friends. Today I got lucky; I found one I had never seen before, entitled: "The Hero's Betrayal."
'Pretty boring title, but it's the first new one I've seen in months! Can't hurt to give it a chance...'
A few minutes after reading the details, I thought it was pretty interesting, and I decided to purchase it.
The clerk, Eva, was a cute girl that could've been straight out of one of the adventures my friends and I played. What she was doing working here was beyond me.
"Hey Eva, how's work?"
Eva didn't even look up at me. "Same as always. It's almost closing time, so try to hurry it up, will ya?"
"Cool. Hey, I just found this new book, but I've never heard of it before - and there is only one copy of it. Is it rare or something?"
She slowly looked up from the register to look at the book.
"We just got that yesterday. I don't know where, though. It was just the one. It didn't say it was rare or anything. No need to worry about having to pay extra."
I smiled. 'Ooo, this could be a steal!'
"Ah, alright. Thanks."
Eva sighed. "That'll be $27.45. Have a nice day."
"Yeah, you too."
As I left, I saw the sun low on the horizon, and I was forced to shove my hands into my pockets to protect them from the cold as the shadows grew longer.
'It's best not to be out after dark. I should get home soon,' I thought to myself, taking a look at the new book I had gotten. The outside world darkened as I was absorbed by the novel I was reading.
Suddenly I noticed for the first time that I was completely alone on a side street, surrounded by towering red brick buildings. I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up, and a bead of sweat ran down my brow.
'What the hell? I feel like something is watching me...'
I could feel my heart about to explode from my chest. I continued walking down the side street, getting increasingly creeped out. I quickly looked behind me, expecting someone to be there.
The street was empty.
'Seriously, what the hell?! It feels like it's right behind me!'
My throat was dry, and my heart had lept into my throat. "H-Hello...?"
'God, stop being so weak and pathetic! It's probably nothing,' I thought, trying to calm myself down.
I tentatively began to edge forwards, keeping as quiet as possible. I looked around for something to use as a weapon, and after finding nothing, I decided to wield a ballpoint pen as my weapon.
I spun around, looking for anything that would set me at ease, but I saw nothing, and the feeling grew stronger and stronger. My hands began to shake, and my eyes darted from shadow to shadow.
I jumped back three feet, my heart leaping into my throat.
In front of me was a short man, filth from head to toe. He wore medieval-style clothing, and brandished a long jagged knife, pointed directly at my throat.
He smiled a crooked smile, and I could see blackened teeth. "Your gold, or your life!"
It took me a half-second to process exactly what I was seeing.
'Is this guy for real?! He must have some kind of mental illness!'
"Your gold or your life!"
"B-but, I don't have any gold!!"
He cackled in delight. "So, you wanna be like that, then?!"
He took a step back and trusted his knife at me in three lightning-quick jabs, all of them grazing my arms.
The pain was searing, and suddenly I realized this was not a game and that this guy was totally serious!
'What the hell do I even do?!'
My breath began to quicken, and I started shaking uncontrollably.
I was about to say something when I saw a figure rushing towards us, coming from the main street.
"Get away from him!!"
The voice was familiar, and as they came closer I recognized Eva.
He cackled again. "Well, looks like I'm gonna have to take ya gold!!"
Before I could move to avoid his strike, he made three quick jabs into my abdomen.
I saw him move away from me towards Eva, and out of my field of vision.
I felt a tear run down my cheek. 'Am I seriously going to die?'
Nothing but the searing pain in my gut mattered anymore, and I was growing weaker by the second.
I tried to get words out of my mouth but I couldn't get out more than a croak.
I stayed there, clutching my wound until my vision finally faded to black, and the pain disappeared.
The last thing I saw was the book I'd been reading covered in my own blood, glowing with a faint purple light.
When I woke up, things were horribly wrong. Everything was too loud, and I was so small and weak. I couldn't even sit up on my own, and I was crying uncontrollably. People were talking around me, but I couldn't understand what they were saying.
Needless to say, I had died and been reborn. Upon my birth, I was given a new name, Isaac Soren, and given a second chance at life. I have no idea why I was reincarnated, but I don't really care. Why? Because the world I was reborn into is exactly the world I've always wanted to live in! Maybe I was put here because I have a mission, like a hero summoned from another world.
The world I was reborn into is known as Krodia. Today, my body is only 13, but my mind is 38. I picked up on the language quickly and began to voraciously consume information on the world around me. Here is what I've learned so far:
Krodia is a world of powerful magic and evil monsters. Adventurers seeking out fame and fortune roam to the farthest reaches of the war-torn Krodian Empire in search of their chance to prove themselves. Names like Kizon the Lionheart, known for his legendary courage, or the stealthy Toya, the Wrath of the Shadows, are tossed around in there. Still, it says little of what they actually did. I didn't really expect to learn much, but I also expected a little more.
The first time I saw my parents use magic was like watching my dreams come true. It was the simplest of spells, simply cleaning some dust off a shelf. But to me, it was a magnificent display of power. I realized that my wish had been granted! I could become a hero, a force of good in a world of darkness and cruelty!
I know now that magic is widespread, and the magic my parents perform daily is simply routine.
I met my brother not too long after my birth, and we became fast friends. As soon as I could form words, I always talked about heroes, monsters, and magic. My brother was just as interested, and we soon became inseparable.
Our ultimate goal was to gain the title 'Legend.' Such an honor is only bestowed upon truly legendary heroes. These war heroes took on the forces of evil themselves or wielded power that rival that of a god.
There was only one problem. We had no magical talent whatsoever, and therefore we couldn't wield the same unstoppable power that our heroes could. But that never stopped us from dreaming.
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