He stretches, yawns, and shuffles to his cluttered desk where his gaming laptop awaits. With a playful grin, he dives into the virtual worlds of intricate games, challenging his mind while immersing himself in a realm where problems can be solved. Hours melt away as Lan maneuvers through brainteasers and enigmatic challenges, his focus unbreakable. His laughter echoes through the room as he conquers levels, finding solace in the controlled chaos of virtual conundrums. The outside world may seem distant, but the bonds he forms with digital riddles become a form of connection.
Late into the night, Lan dons headphones, the melodic strains of his favorite songs cocooning him in their embrace. Music becomes a companion, an empathetic presence that understands his moods. With a wistful smile, he loses himself in the melodies, embracing both the highs and lows they evoke. At midnight, Lan paused the game and tore his gaze away from the monitor. The idea of snacks had suddenly become irresistible. He donned a jacket, grabbed his wallet, and headed out into the cool night. The local departmental store was only a short walk away, and the prospect of a quick snack run seemed harmless enough.
The journey to the store was uneventful, and the automated doors slid open as Lan stepped inside. Fluorescent lights illuminated the well-organized aisles, and a sense of familiarity washed over him as he navigated toward the snack section. It was a stark contrast to the virtual world he had left behind just moments ago. But as Lan reached for a bag of chips, a peculiar sensation washed over him. Reality seemed to blur around the edges, and the hum of the store's overhead lights became distant and distorted. Panic surged as his surroundings transformed before his eyes. The store's walls dissolved into a swirling vortex of color, and the aisles vanished, replaced by the chaotic sounds of warfare.
As Lan was suddenly transported into the heart of a fiery war, an enchanting symphony of otherworldly elements came alive around him. The air crackled with the potent energy of arcane spells, weaving a tapestry of dazzling lights and ethereal hues that danced across the battlefield. Majestic dragons soared through the sky, their mighty roars resonating with the primal forces of fire and brimstone, while spellcasters conjured torrents of ice and lightning that clashed in a mesmerizing ballet of elemental power. Glittering swords and enchanted weapons clashed in harmony with the harmonious chants of wizards, and mystical creatures lent an air of both wonder and trepidation to the scene.
Amidst the chaos, Lan felt something pushing under him, his senses attuned to the fantastical spectacle unfolding before him. He realized with a shock that he was on a horseback, riding towards a charging enemy !
Wait ! enemy ? What enemy ? Where the hell am I ?
But before Lan could think about his slightly unfortunate circumstances, horses collided and an ear piercing explosion of dirt and blood ensued right beside him which threw him off his newly acquired majestic ride. After tumbling and fumbling a little, somehow getting up on his two feet Lan ran like his life depended on it, which it really was. As Lan struggled to survive his early demise, he observed the scene around him with a mixture of awe and dread. Towering spires of crystalline magic reached towards the heavens, their shimmering surfaces pulsating with ethereal hues that danced like kaleidoscopic flames. But these enchanting vistas were juxtaposed with scenes of destruction and turmoil. Man and horses lay in ruins together, their shattered remnants testament to the unforgiving power that had been unleashed upon the land. Then Lan heard one roaring sound of manmade ecstasy which was coming nearer and nearer to him by the second on black horse loaded with ornaments which could shame even a king.
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“ Today is the day Blackroy Dragonsbane ! My sword has been waiting in agony for months to kiss your sweet neck !! ”
Eeeek!….WhatWhatWhatWhatWhatWhat !!!!! He is coming for me ?
The lunatic on black horse jumped high and just as promised came right at Lan’s throat. But before he could reach him….
**Clank**
A feline beastman symphony of muscles and armor blocked the crazed attack with his claws and said.
“ Not as long as I breathe the same air as my liege ! ” And then started the fight which can only be described as Mesmerizing.
Tension crackled in the air as a muscled feline beastman, his obsidian armor gleaming like a shadowy shroud, crouched low, his golden eyes locked onto his opponent. Across from him stood a man in crimson armor, his sword gleaming with arcane energy. The man's expression was one of steely determination, but a flicker of uncertainty danced in his eyes.
With a primal roar that echoed through the battlefield, the beastman lunged forward, his armored form a blur of sinew and power. The man in red armor met the charge with a swift parry, his blade clashing against the beastman's massive curved claws. The impact sent sparks flying, the clash of metal reverberating through the air.
The beastman's movements were a symphony of fluid grace and raw strength. He ducked and weaved, his armor deflecting the man's strikes with a resonating clang. Each swipe of his claws was precise, calculated, and executed with a deadly precision that left no room for error. The man in red armor fought valiantly, his swordplay a blend of magic and martial skill, but the beastman's sheer power and ferocity were undeniable.
As the battle raged on, the beastman's relentless assault began to wear down the man's defenses. His blows became more calculated, each strike aiming for a chink in the man's armor or a moment of vulnerability. The man in red armor felt his strength waning, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he struggled to keep pace with the beastman's relentless onslaught.
The beastman's golden eyes blazed with a fierce intensity as he seized an opening. With a lightning-fast strike, he managed to disarm the man, sending his sword clattering to the ground. The man in red armor staggered back, his gaze never leaving the beastman as he reached for a hidden reserve of magic within himself. With a guttural growl, the beastman launched a final, devastating attack.
His claws glinted in the light as they sliced through the air, a lethal dance of death that seemed almost mesmerizing in its beauty. The man in red armor summoned the last of his strength, weaving a desperate spell that sent a surge of magical energy cascading through his body. But it was too late. The beastman's claws struck true, tearing through the man's armor and spell alike leaving only shattered light fragments in their wake. The man's eyes widened in shock and he crumpled to the ground, his strength finally giving out. The beastman stood over his fallen opponent, his claws inches away from his neck. Finally showing the feline winner’s face clearly ! the face Lan clearly recognized a bit too well.
Fucking Clendestine Silverroar !!? From Kingdom and Glory ?!!
Note : Kingdom & Glory is a famous game from Lan’s previous world. He loved the game especially for all the merciless, Heart-wrenching Bloody scenes.