I have no idea what's going on.
We were all sitting in the same maths class James died in when we were summoned to this world.
This world itself appears much like Earth, except its significantly larger, and the ocean only covers around half the planet's surface.
The people that summoned us to this world were the Anglia family, Nobles in a land called Britannia.
It was from them that we learned the royal family of this land were fakes. Evil people who were placed on the throne through bloody war and conquest.
We were summoned here as heroes to help take back the country that had been stolen from Earl Anglia's late uncle, the former king.
We're not heroes, we're just a bunch of kids.
Granted based on this worlds system our base level stats are all 1000, we clearly have an advantage over everyone else here.
On top of that our title, other worlder means we grow at a rate 10x quicker than the natives of this world. It's like we were selected for this, to be the heroes that take the kingdom back from Arthur Britannia.
The only son of the Anglia house, Edgar, has been sent to the magic academy to increase his power in magic in order to kill Prince Amon.
I sigh and begin heading to morning training.
While our stats are already high enough for the 20 of us to crush the Royal family based on pure stat differences, it'll be useless if we don't know how to fight and use magic.
"Hey John! You heading to training, I'll walk with you!"
I turn around to see my friend Ben running up behind me.
"Sure, why not."
I smiled. It'll be nice to have some company.
I glance at Ben's short stature, his dirty blonde hair already drenched in sweat, his skinny muscle tone visible, even under the baggy training clothes we are forced to wear.
"Already been training I see."
"Of course, if I want to keep up with everybody else, I need to work twice no four times harder."
He flashed me a smile.
With that we head off to begin training.
Once we finished training, we headed for the baths, naturally they were separated by gender, much to the boys disappointment.
I get in the bath and take a look at my stats.
[Name: John Smith
Race: Human
Level: 24
Strength: 3854
Speed: 4321
Magic: 1927
Dexterity: 6969
Intelligence: 1986
Luck: 1000
Skills: appraisal, magic (II), Wrath
Title's: other worlder, carrier of sin]
[Wrath: Skill unique to the followers of Satan. Allows a drastic power increase based on the rage and hatred the user feels in a specific moment]
[Carrier of sin: Holder of a unique skill belonging to the seven deadly sins. Potential to evolve the race into a demon upon completing the requirements.]
A few days ago the skill Wrath appeared. I haven't told anyone this out of fear for what they're reaction would be.
Just then an insane shaking occurs, causing most of the bathwater to spill out of the marble baths.
"What the fuck!"
One of the boys shouted, shocked by what had just occurred.
We scrambled to put our clothes on and raced outside.
What's going on? Are we under attack?
I run to the war room to find the Earl, a tall handsome man with short blonde hair and blue eyes.
"What's going on? Are we under attack? What should I do?"
I hurry to get my words out, but the Earl looked at me with a calm gaze.
"It's fine, I tracked down the source vibrations and they appear to be coming from the academy. Though the magnitude worries me, they appear to be spreading over Britannia entirely."
What? The entire country. But this one country makes up a quarter of this planets landmass. And this planet is almost ten times the size of the Sun from my original world. What kind of monster did this.
"Impossible. Surely you made a mistake somewhere."
The Earl grimaced.
"Well anyway I have another mission for you and your team. I'll tell you once you're all assembled."
Just as I was about to leave, I turned back around.
"Can skills just randomly appear in your status?"
"Hmm, oh yes, though it is rare, it can happen. Though the skills are usually weak, passive skills, they can randomly appear. Why, did something happen?"
"No, its just my own curiosity."
I turned back around and leave the room.
Another mission, huh. Well it'll probably be something like eliminating a horde of monsters.
I sigh and return to the baths. This'll be a pain.
We've all gathered in the main hall, awaiting the mission about to be given to us by the Earl.
Nobody wants to talk about anything. That rumbling had left us all in shock. We had all believed ourselves to be unkillable in this world. It's what we were told.
But that quaking, even if all twenty of us were to gather together we couldn't even match half of that. It served as a wake up call that there are people out there stronger than us.
Finally the Earl arrived to give us the details of our mission.
"A group of over three hundred bandits has gathered a little over thirty miles away from where we are now. Your mission is to exterminate them."
Bandits? That means we'll be fighting people. And not like in training either, we'll need to be willing to kill them.
Upon realising this many of my peers started to break down, killing monsters is one thing, but many of them are too soft to stomach the thought of killing another person.
"We… we can't kill another person."
One girl whispered under her breath.
These people are all just kids. None of them have the balls to kill someone. If that's the case, I'll do it myself. If I can spare my class's humanity, I'll turn myself into a raging demon.