A/N- This is shortly after where his POV left off, meaning it is during the Leo side story
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After a very annoying talk that I frankly didn't even need to endure, I finally arrived somewhere in Middle Earth.
Upon my arrival in this reality, I was immediately spotted and stopped by the supreme god of Eä. Eru Ilúvatar was a pretty weak creation god and he was pretty weak in my opinion.
He wasn't happy that I wanted to enter his creation but considering that the very fact that I had set my eye on his reality took it hostage, he could only try to appease me and ask me not to touch his precious Valar and Maiar.
After some more time of pure frustration to the point where I considered just killing him and destroying his entire reality as compensation for wasting my time and being annoying, he finally caught on that I was getting more irritated and led me out of the Timeless Halls.
On my way to Arda, I was thinking about how to start this journey. I was definitely going to start in the Shire and go on from there but the question was how.
I was tempted to make myself an Orc just so I could fulfill some fantasies with the elves, probably Tauriel if I go to a bit before the hobbit timeline. Sadly, making myself an Orc would put a giant target on my head, so I just made myself a human, for now.
To make this a bit more fun I decided to once again make an avatar at the level of a peak human with good genetics and gave it some special abilities, like an inventory to store all the treasures I was going to borrow for an indefinite amount of time, shapeshifting to make traveling a bit easier and play the evil Orc, and some other basic powers.
It also didn't have any access to magic or any other power except the given ones, meaning I had to rely on old-fashioned swords, bows, and armor, I might even get the chance to rekindle my passion for forging.
I appeared just outside the Shire in the form of a man.
I had some clothes on me and knew I had more in my inventory amongst other things, like a map of Middle Earth, some food, and a few gold coins but no weapons, I was going to get them on my way.
First stop, the Shire.
Humans visiting was rare here but not as strange as an unknown Hobbit suddenly walking around. I was going to stay here for a bit to enjoy the nature of this place before I would steal all their food for the journey.
Finding a Burrow to stay in for a few days wasn't hard here since most Hobbits were always friendly and loved company, all the owner of the Burrow I was staying in asked for were a few stories every day. Since I didn't even leave the Shire yet I just made some up or changed some that I knew to fit this world.
I have to say, Hobbits truly know how to enjoy a peaceful life. Be it their food, cooking, or home, everything could be considered top-grade on modern Earth.
After staying for over a week, I bid my farewell to the few people I spent this week with and left though I didn't go far and waited outside the Shire for the night. Around midnight everyone was asleep and I decided to start plundering their things.
I could walk into their homes through the front door since the concept of breaking in didn't exist in these innocent shorties and I didn't need to worry about waking them up since they all slept deeper than a rock from all the fieldwork they do every day.
Two hours later, my infinite inventory was stacked with food and even some nice furniture. Despite now having enough supplies for two months of travel, I barely even raided 1/3 of the village, showing just how well-fed they lived.
With a freshly baked bread in my mouth, I finally made my way out of the Shire towards the Trollshaws forest near Rivendell, after all, I had some ancient swords to collect. After that, I was going to check out the famous First and Last Homely House in the east of Eriador.