Goblin jumped out of the tree and started running towards me waving around with a dagger. The monster was quit small, reaching barely above human waist, but he was covered in bulging muscles. I grabbed my bow and released an arrow. It hit goblins stomach and monster screeched in pain. Without hesitation I released second arrow which went throw goblins head. He fell on the ground and stopped moving.

I released a breath. The monster was kind of ugly with dirty clothe, that covered only his groin. Blood slowly run from his wounds, and for some reason I was surprised seeing that it was red, the same color as humans blood.

This was my first time shooting someone with a bow, or killing someone at all, and I was happy that it worked out. Trying to stay calm I looked at goblin's dagger. It was rusty and didn't look very sharp, but still it was a weapon. I decided to pick it up when I heard a sound of breaking branches and several more goblins appeared. Among them was larger monster with a metal plate covering his chest, that supposed to be an armor, and a mace. A hobgoblin, an evolution of a goblin, slightly stronger level 1 monster.

I was an elven ranger, with basic archery skill and a future hero. Armed with a bow and quiver full of arrows. And before me were just five monsters of a weaker kind. So I did the only reasonable thing. I turned around and run away. While I was running away I was cursing in my head and remembering the events that led me here.

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It was early morning when sun shone in my eyes and woke me up. I rubbed my eyes and slowly sit up. Something was wrong. I was wearing strange close and was sleeping in the forest. Instead of a blanked I was covered with a cloak and nearby were a pair of long boots, bow and quiver full of arrows. It was kind of strange. I looked up at my hands and felt even stranger. These didn't look like my hands. In fact they looked like a women's hands, and I was definitely a guy.

What was happening. Last thing I remembered I was walking on the street when I felt pain in my chest. Instinctively I touched my chest and felt women's breasts. That was unusual feeling and reflexively I removed my hands.

I looked at my close again. They looked fantasy like and as hard as it was to believe, was there a chance that I was reincarnated in an isekai world as a hero? Nearby was running water from a stream, so I put my boots on and walked to a stream so could take a look at my face.

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It was definitely a women's face. Facial features belonged to a young, attractive women eighteen or nineteen years old, and the first thing that came to my mind was that the girl was kindhearted and very likable - which wasn't really like me. I never seen this women before, but she seemed somehow familiar. Then I saw her ears, they were pointy, an ears of an elf, and then I understood why this women looked familiar. This face and close they belonged to a game character Avone, female high elf ranger, that was one of a heroes or adventurers depending on a game scenarios that you played. So this was definitely an isekai situation.

The game was called Heroes, Magic and Monsters, and it was one of my favorite games, that I played as a kid. Which was good and bad. Good that I now the games and hopefully this worlds rules, or at least some of them. Bad because the game focused on a hero leading an armies of soldiers or monsters, and didn't exactly focused on a hero as individual. Which was kind of bad since I had hard time to imagine how it was supposed to work in a real world or fantasy word, well - whatever. As I remembered latest releases of a game concentrated on a hero as individual, but by then I overgrown my computer game phase and stopped playing, so I had no idea how it worked.

Well first things first, if this was a world of Heroes, Magic and Monsters, then there were monsters and I needed a way to protect myself. I Jumped in the air, hoping that I had my level that I had in a game and was freakishly strong. But to my disappointment I jumped higher than I could, when I was a human. Elves even at level 1 were stronger than humans, but not by much, that meant that I was level 1. I said status hoping that a magical window will appear before me displaying my stats and skills, but nothing happened. No matter how hard I was thinking about it, nothing happened, which was kind of disappointing.

Next I tried my archery skills. As I remembered Avone started with basic archery skill. All heroes could have up to ten skills, such as archery, magic or different kind of support or domestic skills and at level one started at two novice skills or one basic skill.

My skills with a bow turned out quite good. Before reincarnating I tried shooting with a bow but I wasn't anything special. Now I couldn't pierce a centre of my imagined mark, but at a distance of twenty steps I could hit a target as big as a human head without missing once.

I counted my arrows, there were two dozen in a quiver. Which I suppose was pretty good. At least I could protect myself, if it became necessary.

I looked around hoping that there would be some kind of a sign which way I should go, but no such luck. So I drink as much water from a spring as I could, just in case and decided to go south, assuming that sun rose in the east. And around half an hour later I encountered goblins. Just my luck!