James Hanson is an 32 year old sergeant in the army.He is 170 cm tall,he has sharp features and blonde hair with emerald green eyes.He became a sergeant and was awarded the medal the honor after he saved his squad from certain death.
'Beep Beep Beep Beep'
Sigh...
"Another day at work..."
James gets out of bed and opens the curtains.
"Huh,I guess It's going to rain today,better take my umbrella."
After getting cleaned he dressed up in his favorite gray coat and went to the shed to find his umbrella.
In his shed various objects lie around,for example his hunting rifle.Since he was a kid James always enjoyed hunting together with his father.Now that he is gone,every time he hunt's he remembers "the good ol' days".
Next to his hunting rifle resides various old maps that he made over the years.Hanson always had a knack for carthography and over the last years he even made money selling some of his "pieces of art" as he would say.
He also was the traveling sort.He visited numerous countries and enjoyed many different cultures and cuisines.In his last travel however he contracted a disease but the virus was still in the incubation period, until now...
"Aha there you are" he said as he grabbed the umbrella.
As soon as he got out he started to feel dizzy."Maybe I should call in a day off"
He leaned over a tree, this was the worst mistake of his life.
"Boom"
Lightning had struck him and now he is only ash...
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James finds himself in a vast expansion of white,neverending,frightening and confusing.
"Am I truly dead?!!" He touches his body and screams.
"What is going here?! I have no scars over my body,no heartbeat...I truly am dead.What now?I'm gonna wait for judgement or something.Sigh...This is irritating."
He waited and waited, minutes turned into hours and hours into days all of that he didn't knew, all he needed was one step further and he would fall into the pit of insanity.
Later, a figure started to approach him hallucination or not he decided to yell.
"Hello do you hear me?" After saying that the figure disappeared from sight. "I really am going crazy.God damn!"
"You called?" The figure from before reappered behind his back in an instant.
"Don't scare people like that! So you died as well?"
"Umm...no.Does the name Yahwe ring any bells young man?I was supposed to get here for your reincarnation.
"What took you so long?!God knows how much time I spent in here.And after all, It was all your fault, YOU struck me with thunder .
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"While that may be true I'm only partially at fault.Anyways the world in which you'll be reincarnated is called Appolon.Do you have any wishes?"
"Yes I do.I want to a snow elf and I want to be able to buy skills if i need them."
"Hmm...Interesting.Can I ask you why want to be a snow elf?"
"I want to have the elf longevity in order to explore the world and also because of their large mana reserves."
"Well if that is all I will no longer keep you busy.Goodbye."
He heard voices,yet he didn't understand, he shrugged it off as he knew he has to learn to speak elvish first.
Besides him stood two figures one male and one female,his parents .Torthriel was his mother, she had silver hair and azure blue eyes dressed with a white garment and with a silver necklace around her neck.
Tirdirion was his father.Both of his parents were hunters.
"What will we name him?" asked the mother.
"What do you think of Elior?"
"It sounds nice. Elior,our son..."
'Well since this is a fantasy world maybe...Show Status'
Status Name James Elior Age 0 years Race Snow Elf(90%) Dragonkin(10%) Gender Male Level N/A Class N/A Traits HP 50/50 Mana 1/1 DEX 1 VIT 1 INT 4 STR 1 WIS 5 CHA 3
'Not bad for a todler...Show skils'
Skills Hunter lvl 6 Carthographer lvl 10(max) Cooking Lvl 4 Martial Arts lvl 5 Gardening lvl 3 Daggers lvl 3
Carthographer lvl 10 - This person has an peerles skill in carthography.Unlocks minimap.