I woke up in a room. The bed was hard and rugged, and the space was quite small. After standing in daze, I remembered by name... shu donnet? As I was contemplating about who I was, a loud bang could be heard just outside below me.
I run out and see multiple of the same rooms beside and see a ladder to go down. As I made my way, I saw what appeared to be guards in what seemed to be green garmets and armor fighting someone in similar rags to myself. In just a moment, the said person is sent flying at me, and with great effort, I managed to get out of the way.
"Phew, we finally got him, that dirty adret caused great trouble, but now it's time for him to leave."
and there I watched the unspeakable, while unable to move the blue figure they referred to as an adret was layer out on the ground still as ever. The "guards" approach his body, the one in specific grabs his battle axe and raises it and in a quick motion, bang! the man's head cut in half and blood splatters to the floor, the scene was horrific.
For a moment, I stood petrified, but with the little willpower I had, I uttered these words.
"Why?! what did he do to deserve such a fate? Should a life be taken so easily?!"
The guards turn to confront me with clear disdain in their eyes as they stare at me before one comes out, he was fairly tall, with white hair and a very refined face. He slowly made way towards me before he spoke.
"And what authority does this filthy Felinor have to question our decisions? You listen here and you listen close, here in etrea you other races shall know your place."
Before I could even process what was happening, I got pushed into the wall as the guards made their exit back to their posts.
There, I sat there and felt something hard on my back and saw what caused the bed to be so hard. "I guess this battle axe was the cause to my discomfort," I say to myself. Before I could think of anything else, I felt a presence beside me.
"You're quite famous around here, yknow."
I quickly replied, "really?-" before being cut off. "Haha, no, I was just joking with ya, but you really did get roughed up by the guards. Don't hate them they are just very passionate about their country. If it makes you feel better, the guy who just died spit on one of the guards before stabbing him.
I then reply, "Is that so? then that makes somewhat of sense. But why were the guards so mean to me?"
The man then looked at me with a sorry expression. "Well, you see, your kind is not accepted by etreans. From what I can see, you must be stranded given your lack of knowledge. In simple words, your race can be described as outlaws. Many of the most notorious theives and bandits are from your race. With that being said, although they may like you, they still found the kindness to give you lodging to stay after they found you, so don't hate them.
speechless, I think about what the man just said. My heart was still aching in sorrow. Even if I hid it, I couldn't handle the sight of death. With great difficulty, I suppress this feeling as it would only hinder me in this unknown world I find myself in. There, I stood up to face the man who was speaking to me with readiness before asking a simple question.
"How do I get stronger?"
The man flinched for a moment before smiling, "Well, what a question you have for me there.The answer is simple, my friend, BATLLE! For one to get strong in this world, they must go through the trials of combat. My advice on your journey to gain strength is to venture to erisia. It's known as the land of fallen warriors as everyone and everything there is always in conflict.
After being briefed on the way to get stronger, I asked the man one last question...
"Where do I get money?" He then meets me with "money comes along the way, don't worry."
Not wanting to give up, I stare at him before he finally complies, "fine fine here's 25 notes."
(Here marks the start of my journey in this new world but also the start of my endless suffering.)
Hi, if you couldn't tell, I am new to writing, but I think with time and experience, it will eventually come up to par with the norm. But in the future, I do plan on writing the story in 2nd person, but that's in the near future. And to the people reading, just know that The Deep is calling you.