"Wow!"
Suddenly a young man spring up from bed, sat up, while with his mouth wide open gasping for air, cold sweat running down his forehead falling off his chin.
"Tick!"
The sweat dripped on the back of his hand, leaving a little mark of water, and he looked blankly at his hands.
"I'm..., I'm dead. ” He said with A weak meek voice while gaming strength to move its eyes.
A very strange spacious room greeted his eyes, the overall layout is somewhat monotonous, not the familiar smooth white walls, not the usual table with its rundown computers, there is no pile of junks lay around.
Light sandalwood filled the side, hollow carved windows with fine sun-speckled.
At a closer look, he was under a soft wooden bed, with exquisite carving and extraordinary decorations, at the bed quilt, sideways of the wall hung an ancient look long sword and oil painting.
Although he was only seeing blurry things, everything in front of him looked strange letting him only more confused.
It's all like seeing a strange world.
"Where am I?" ...... It hurts!!! ”
Suddenly his head came a tearing pain as if it was hit by a heavy hammer.
In a very short period, countless pieces of information flowed like water. In general information like territory, extraordinary power, knights, city people, beasts ...
"Ah !!!"
"Reyn Weeftn" While holding his head he issued a low cry, He felt as if the whole person were about to be stuffed into another soul, and he fainted again, leaving a strong breathing sound...
Tick tick!
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The wind was blowing, the sky was cloudy a gloom like a picture
as if at any time it would pour down a cold and heavy rain on this desolate frontier wilderness.
Here is the Black Water territory.
At distance, a group of people dressed in clothes shattered and staring blankly, like puppets manipulated by invisible ropes, Their mood, like the dark, gloomy sky above their heads, was full of depression and despair, working numbly day after day, year after year, without seeing a trace of hope and light.
"Oh, Ting! Oh, Ting! Oh,Thing!"
In the early morning along the town square centre, there were melodious songs of bells of the church that spread throughout the Black Water territory, and in an instant, the mood of everyone in the territory for a brief period flashed with a joyful mood.
Many people in Black Water Territory, whether serfs, free men, knights, or maids in the Lord's Castle, stopped, and with their eyes closed, their hands clasped to their chests and then praying piously.
God said: Everyone was born pure, but they stain their soul as they live on this purgatory world, only through faith and prayer one clean themselves, preparing themselves to the kingdom of heaven.
"Yes right, this world is indeed a dreary purgatory, since living is for atonement, they only seek relief after death..." Each of them thought so, for it was their only faith and hope.
Of course, some people don't think so, as our Lord Black Water.
inside the dilapidated Lord's Black Water Castle. The weak baron stood in front of the mirror, staring blankly at himself it.
In the mirror is a skinny tall young man, up to twenty years old.
Golden black curly hair, a flat pointed nose, plus a pale face, especially his deep and bright almost gold brow eyes, unusually eye-catching.
"How this situation comes to be..."
Looking at the strange self in the mirror, Reyn Weeftn mood is a little complicated.
Two days passed, and he still did not fully believe the fact that he had crossed.
Five days ago, on his way back from work, he was shopping for some games and before he how a red light had blinded him and before he know what had happened, the whole world changed.
Everything has become a rather strange, unknown land, unfamiliar people, as well as himself.
According to the emerged memory in his mind, he slowly came to some general understanding of this place.
It was a fantasy world similar to the latest period of the Middle Ages in Europe, with lords, knights, wizards, and more outrageously beasts, giants, demons and gods.
His name is Reyn Weeftn a baron on the border of the Dulips. When Reyn learned that he had been reborn as a Baron, he was a little nervous at first, but at the same time a little excited and lucky. As time went on, however, e started to grasp his memory of the former Baron, and after he had figured out the situation, he became a little pale.
Originally, Black Water Town is located in the northern wilderness of the Dulips Principality, here is a bitterly cold place, lack of materials, very poor and desolate, here agricultural productivity is low, not to say also very dangerous and chaotic from time to time.
Crops are basically abandoned, penniless civilians, hundred of jobless in muddy streets, around garbage dumps surround by fly-flying.
"Well, that's a mess!"...
Further north, beyond the principality's borders, is a dark forest.
It is said that in that terrible dark forest, there are often beasts, savage tribes and ferocious thieves, and those barbaric tribes and ferocious thieves, in the winter, often attack the principality border towns.
Like the small-town territories with weak-armed defences, they are often ransacked, and the money and goods off the territory are looted and clean.
In particular, The Black Water, ruled by Reyn, is located at the northern frontier of the wilderness, and every winter, it is ready to face looting and attack, and the people who live here are in constant distress and suffering.
Over the past decade, the Lord of Black Water has been replaced three times, whit none of them stayed for more than three years.
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Because the previous Lords were either invaded by savage tribes or slaughtered by thieves, no lord could leave here alive.
Black Water them became the "Cursed Death Territory" of Dulips, and Reyn is the newest lord of the "Cursed Death Territory".
According to his memory, Reyn's origins are not illustrious. His mother, Pathy Weeftn, daughter of a merchant, was fancied by the Lord Count of NorthSeet, and after becoming the Count's lover, he was born.
Strictly speaking, he is an illegitimate child.
Because of the low status of the illegitimate son, Reyn could not inherit everything from the Grandrich family, including the great surname "Grandrich", so he ended with his mother's surname, Weeftn.
Originally, in Reyn's illegitimate status, he could not become a noble, much less have a territorial lord.
Although the Black Hawk territory is located on the principality border, bitter cold and desolate, but it is not his only nominal title of the illegitimate son can have, after all, here is also the Grandrich family's territory.
The Grandrich family after sending nine family members over the past decade or so, to Black Watertown as lords, but without exception, no last long enough to be able to leave alive even the third son of the lord had the same fate.
But the Grandrich family could not give up this territory, according to the agreement with the Dulips Grand Duchy, the Count of WestSun city and the Marquis of Edbarth Mountain. must for generations adhere to the northern wilderness, together to build a borderline against the invasion of bordering Kingdon and strange beasts.
So, with the Count's sinister intentions, the illegitimate son, Reyn, was tossed here by the Count of NorthSeet.
Reyn is very clear of the intention of the Grandrich family, sending him to the BlackWater, is almost equivalent to sending him as cannon fodder to buy some time, he was just an insignificant piece of chess.
It's no exaggeration to say that as long as Reyn dies in Black Water territory, soon the Grandrich Lord will be sending in new people, a new hapless cannon fodder.
To guard the border, which year does not mean people will die.
Otherwise, there is such a good thing, why didn't Count Grandrich let his children come? You know, Count has three sons and two daughters. In winter the Black Water territory is in danger of being ransacked and attacked at any time, but what about that?
Black Water Town is not a military fortress, as a small lord of this border town, the main responsibility is to build a line of defence, patrol the border and pass early warning information, but also from time to time to expel some of the exiles into the territory. If there is no special reason he can not easily give up his territory, or he will be hanged.
What about open territory?
That wasn't so easy. Because of the special trees of the black forest, it just couldn't be so easily disposed of. If you cut it down in about 1 year it root would rot and become a source of the plague known as black rot that would make any other vegetation turn into black colour and fastly rotting afterwards.
It was said if you want to open one acre of land in a black forest, you would have to wait 100 years.
Thinking of it, Reyn sighed darkly was he was very pessimistic.
"Damn god, would you like to play me like this?" It's not easy to be born again, can't you arrange a better place for me? Being the Lord in this cursed land of death makes. it not different than kill me again, here I'm just waiting to die! ”
He felt so hopeless.
"Hmm, This wasn´t here before... was it?" Suddenly, Reyn saw on his arm a black mark, his mind could not help but pondered. Basically, by now, it could be said that his memory had blended completely. But no such mark was seen before by both memories.
"Does the mark appeared after I crossed?"
"Can I go back? " In an instant, Reyn's eyes lit up.
He walked quickly to his desk and sat down, He carefully look at the mark which was only the size of a thumb fingernail.
The mark was black as the abyss seemed like devouring even the light, it looked very unnatural and doesn't feel like something it could be engraved easily.
Reyn couldn't see every detail with his naked eye, he picked up the magnifying glass on the table and studied it carefully.
Through the magnifying glass observation, Reyn finally could analyse it in more detail.
It's a miniature room with glass windows, doors, shutters, various plumbing lines, and a shelf filled whit what seems to be a game box, looks very realistic.
It's as if someone has used a printer to tattoo it on his arm with such incredible detail.
"Game Store ?" So weird? Reyn squirmed, vaguely feeling that the mark was something wrong, but what was wrong, he couldn't say.
Why is there a Game Shop sealed inside my arm? Yes, that's right
He put his arm down and held its head for a long time.
"It looks like I can't go back." At present can only accept the reality, later in this Black Water town adapting day by day as a small baron. Reyn sighed helplessly.
Suddenly, outside came the familiar knock of the housekeeper, Dohn,
"Sir, your breakfast is ready!" ”
Shaun moved his mind, hurriedly cover his arm hiding the mark, he just didn´t want to look out of place.
After all this, he sorted out his clothes and its sword, then took a deep breath and said, "Come in, Dohn..."
Just as the castle butler, Dohn, pushed open the door, Reyn cover the mark on his arm with his hand, and the most amazing thing is that at this moment the black mark seems to gain life as it starts to unroll and change into a strange pattern which suddenly flashed a faint glow.