Author notes:

Was going to originally include this in chapter one but decided to split it instead.

My first time writing hope you enjoy, open to feedback

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Chapter Two: The so called Dream

It was a strange dream opening his eyes nothing but darkness could be seen. Except his arm which he examined they were a bright yellow light color.

But was this a dream?

Kris Ment didn’t recall falling asleep; racking his brain he tried to recall the day’s events.

Starting his new college life, that was the highlight of his day well not really. It was just like high school people in his classes quickly paired talking sharing things about themselves. Except for Kris talking was like a curse if he opened up people would eventually dislike him. His short eighteen year old life experiences told him so, so instead of mingling with new people he sat at the back not calling attention to himself like he was not really there.

The rest of the day was nothing but playing video games on his laptop, maybe he fell asleep playing?

But wait, in a dream can you recall the day’s event so well?

While pondering this, bright white words appeared out of the darkness like lightning in front of him.

They read:

TITLE OF DARK HERO ALONG WITH HER BLESSING BESTOWED BY GODDESS VERONICA TO HER CHOSEN CHAMPION KRIS MENT.

“Huh, wait, what?” Kris let out his thoughts.

More words began flowing very fast, like the opening credits to Star Wars followed. Some, not even in English, Kris only managed to see “Enhanced Strength” before the words departed.

Must be details of the so called “Title or Blessing,” I guess, Kris concluded.

CHOOSE YOUR SKILL CLASS                                                                                                                                                   more words followed including a chart with the words (War Mage) “Swordsman”,  “Archer.”  They were all written in tabs along with many others scrolling out quickly in front of the bewildered Kris.

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"A truly ridiculous dream, but I’ll play along.  It is my mind dreaming such things anyway”, Kris thought to himself.

“I choose “War Wizard,” Kris decided.

It was an obvious choice for Kris in these types of games.  Magic was helpful.  Along with the “War” in the title, this choice must have the ability for casting many powerful spells for combat.

CLASS ONE SUCCESSFULLY EQUIPPED

CHOOSE SECOND CLASS

“oh I get two” smiling humoring himself in this dream.

A new chart followed with more choices.

“Swordsman” after briefly looking over each one Kris concluded a mage also needed a sword. Magic alone could take long to conjure spells. Having a sword would benefit greatly.

HOLY SWORD WIELDER OR DEMON SWORD WIELDER

“Demon sword” Kris answered the non-talking words in front of him.

WAITING FOR PAWNS TEN SECONDS TILL SUMMONING

Kris shrugged his shoulders, should be a fun dream

Kris would soon realize this was no dream. He had been pulled into infinite space to equip him for the god’s game about to begin.

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A large creature watched figures in black hooded cloaks drawing s summon circle on the ground. The creature watching was filled with excitement the demon hunt had begun.  His name was Thorax a being who had been summoned by the golden god.

“It has begun by command of your king and our god kill all the demon god’s followers”

Sparks began to appear in the circle the figures had drawn. Standing up, giving the command to the small army of hundred men hidden in the plain.

“Kill them all”