A putrid scent, and a completely sour body.
*sob**sob*
Someone is crying. As i open up my eyes i see a unfamiliar underground
structure, chained up, i see in front of me behind the bars the disturbing
scene of a oversized man crying like a child.
"Son, you always claimed that only animals would act based on lust"
It seems that the man is refeering to me, as there is no one else around, but
i dont remember having such a father. Now that i see my body also looks
strangely over muscular.
"I still stand for everything i said"
A throw a generic response, that should be enough to get more information
without exposing my current lack of context.
"Yes son, i know, i will trust you to the very end, thats why i've brought
this"
The middle aged man says while opening an overly decorated box.
"This is our familys most precious treasure, it has been passed down from
generations, its proof that you are succeding as the family patriarch"
The man said, while showing a black dagger with golden details inbued into it.
Strange, such a patriarch family system is not something that should exist in
modern age, neither chains and underground prisions like this. It seems like im
not only in a strange place but also in a strange time, to make it worse in
anothers person body.
Still, making a fuss about it won't solve things, i shall play along for now.
"Father, i dont think this is the wisest thing to do, giving my current
situation the whole family could be put into danger"
I spout some more random bullshit trying to bait a more context explaining
answer.
"Our family has only managed to come this far and rise from a third-rate family
to a first-rate because of your talent, this is the right thing to do. Besides
this is the only possible way you could survive the incoming duels, if you are
able to utilize it power you may be able to survive, no one has done it so far
since the first patriarch, but if its you, you will do it"
Interesting, it seems that the owner of this body was a highly valued
individual, and the way he talks about duels makes me think that such a talent
wasn't about chess, but actual fights.
"Right, im in no position to refuse"
"Please, release him, i've acorded with the emperor he will have an day to
prepare"
As soon my father said that a sudden man surges from shadows in a supernatural
way. This is all the proof i needed, i am in a martial arts world.
As soon as the shadow-like man soon freed me, the man continued:
"Yi-joon, take him to the training grounds, help him with whatever preparations
he may needs"
"Yes, sir."
Calmly said a old man who also came out from the shadows, he looks like our
family head butler. But all i can think about is how many more people are in
this room.
After handing over the dagger my father leaves with a serious look.
"Let's go, Yi-jooon"
I say calmy
"Yes, sir"
A firm response folowed by a slow walk.
It seems i will have to become a martial master in a day.