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A voice in one's head to lead the way.

James woke up inside some sort of large tent.

He heard many people talking outside, as well as the sounds of battle outside. He looked at himself. He was wearing some sort of armor made with a blue metal he didn't recognize.

It was cold, but it didn't matter to him so much for some reason.

He also had a lot more muscles, and his body felt very light, even with the amount of armor he was wearing.

so this god really did send me to a fantasy world? Well, only one way to find out.

He existed the tent he was in, and saw something that would be considered absolutely ridiculous in the confines of the world that James came from.

James realized and saw many thing once he got outside.

-he was much, much taller then he used to be.

-this realm looks so unbelievably cold it could kill any human from earth nearly instantly. He didn't know why but he could feel the cold and estimate it's temperature.

-he was incredibly resistant to cold, because any normal human would have already died.

-This armor looks fucking insane.

-There is so much ice and snow and it's so cold it's a miracle anything is alive in here.

-The things that live here are snakes for some reason.

-There is a snake outside fighting someone in speeds that should be impossible for a 3 meter Mountain of muscles and a 12 meter snake can move much faster then a 12 meter snake should. That is also true about the 3 meter Mountain of a man fighting it.

-He seemed to be able to realize the hight of things by taking a swift look at them.

-He was a bit taller then the 3 meter Mountain of muscles, and also everything they did looked much slower to him them it probably should have.

The man also had a set of plate armor that was seemingly colored light blue color.

-They were fighting approximately 500 meters away from him yet he could see them fight as if he was right there with them.

-All his senses seemed to be incredibly sharp.

-The sun wasn't out meaning he had night vision.

He did wander how the god was going to empower him, but he didn't think he would become this strong! Beating these nightmarish monsters should be a breeze like this!

Marcus of the cyan order

Marcus has been battling the snake for quite some time now.

The cyan order wasn't focused on fighting. They were tacticians, commanders, and yet still they were trained for combat.

He was the largest man in the cyan order, except of course for the master of the cyan order, Gregory of the cyan order.

The white-ish snake hissed at him, right before pulling back in a retreat. The snake's head then gets pierced by an ice spike that flew from somewhere behind Marcus. Marcus turned around, and there he was.

In shining white armor set named Avalanche and with a light blue blade named Frostbite, spikes going down from his shoulders to his fingertips and feet all over the armor in a strangely symmetrical way to make the life of anybody that wants to hit him a pain in the arse. And arms. And legs. If the man wearing the armor is near a lot of snow then when he's hit, the strength of the impact might cause an avalanche, as an amount of snow that changes in comparison to the amount of snow in the area and the strength of the hit will make the amount of snow in said avalanche even bigger. Of course, there does not need to be a hill or a mountain nearby, as if there isn't a ball of snow will pop up out of nowhere and roll towards the enemy. Safe to say you want to one hit kill whoever is wearing the armor as not doing so might result in all the enemy troops (assuming this battle I'd between armies) will probably drown with snow. Did I forget to mention the snow doesn't hit the allies of the one wearing the armor? That is also a very convenient part of the armor's ability.

The sword that was given the name Frostbite was underestimating it's power. Say you were hit by that blade, your blood vessels (or anything a creature has that resembles or has the functions of blood vessels) will freeze completely and your skin will begin crumbling as you completely succumb to the sheer cold from the hit, and die. (That could have probably been phrased better but you get what I mean and I don't know enough English to write this better, suggestions would be welcome).

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Marcus quickly got on the ground, his armor full of holes from the snake's teeth.

"Thank you, master, it seems I have battled this snake for quite some time now. I should train more in combat, so problems like these do not arise in the future."

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James of the cyan order

James was... Confused. Very very confused.

It seems as if you possessed the body of the master of the cyan order also known as James of the cyan order.

Said a voice out of nowhere in his head.

Who are you?

I am the one also sent here by god, seemingly to help you as it seems you are lacking on the whole... Intelligence side of things. It seems as if god made a bit of an accident to me. But I shall not question it.

You are saying a lot without saying much. Who exactly are you?

i am your guide to this hereby galaxy. This isn't just the problem of a single planet you know.

i don't think these monsters are even capable of winning against me as I am now, I mean this body is very strong, as an example, I am thinking so fast it hasn't even been a second real time during this entire conversation!

Have you considered the fact that you were given this powerful body because you are going to face even more powerful enemies?!

...

Holy shit...

holy shit indeed. This isn't the universe you came from. Anything and everything your puny human mind can think of probably exists somewhere, somehow. The power that humanity holds here is much bigger then you would think.

In this universe, in this galaxy, in this planet, humanity didn't advance in technology because they were weak, and needed it to survive, they advanced because they were strong, but the enemies they faced were much MUCH larger in number, so they needed to group up to fight them. They used body parts such as horns, teeth and natural armor from the corpses of enemies. They formed societies, Fought demons and monsters, and generally kicked ass much more then any humanity in any story that you have read has ever read.

You are, infact, not nearly the strongest human on the planet. You are currently James, master of the cyan order, from the wall of Terra. And you were sent to kill monsters so horrifying and weird that they cannot be described well enough through words of human languages, and must have the way they look oversimplified in written documents about them. I imagine if anyone or anything has ever tried to describe how they look or how their minds work Him\her\it probably failed miserably.

well that was a lot to take in.

But as of now the guy on the ground in front of him needed to be taken care of, so James had more time to think.

So then Mr. guide, how should I respond to this man?

I cannot tell you.

Why not?

Because of The rules.

What rules?

I cannot tell you.

WHY?!

Because of the Rules.

okay who made those rules?!

I cannot tell you.

Let me guess, the rules do not allow you to tell me?

your intelligence is growing remarkably fast.

you really think so?

i was being sarcastic.

oh.

Stopping the horrors is going to be a very hard mission isn't it? I mean, I knew it wouldn't be a cakewalk but he should have at least picked someone with enough intelligence to realize who made these roles. Or, perhaps the reason you are such an idiot is the reason why you were picked.

hey that's mean!

the truth is sometimes not easy to hear.

Now, what I can tell you is this: the order cyan is mainly focused on tactics, commanding armies and creation as well as maintenance of supply routes (the supply routs are with major help from the order Yellow). the order cyan has about 1,500 active members, deployed all around the world. They aren't meant to be combatants. This should be enough information for you to create a good answer. Good luck, I feel as if you are going to need it.

The last thing James realized in this chapter is that he wasn't sure how to create a good answer.