Bargaining with the Dark Lord himself was also not on my bucket list, neither was getting thrown into a different realm to save it yet here i am.

*15 minutes before*

"Vessel? What is this some dumb manga?" I mumble angrily. At this point i realized i had 2 choices. One, accept his offer and become his vessel or two, bargain.

"You dare try and call me dumb?" The Dark Lord boomed through the throne room making it shake.

"I want to offer you a choice." I say with fake confidence.

".......What is your offer?" The Dark Lord said

"I got an idea that might suit you." I try to say with a straight face while peeing myself

"What is this idea of yours mortal?" The Dark Lord

"......" Wanna know what's going through my head right now? Absolutely nothing as i try to think about something tot hink about an excuse for my dumbass trying to bargain, only thing going through my mind is a Turkish marketplace where i got scammed.

“Fast mortal.” The Dark Lord said impatiently.

“Okay so how about this…” I said while pulling shit out of my ass

And here we are now: Sad, tired and most of all bored. If you didn’t read the first sentence of this chapter read it again and you’ll see where i am right now. So yeah, a different realm was not on my bucketlist of ‘Things to do before i die’. One of the things on the list is ‘Get a girlfriend’, as you would expect that is not gonna happen in the short run and we don’t got a lot of time together anymore. With we i mean you and me, gotta make sure you know that so i am not lonely. Either way the Dark Lord sent me on a mission, my first mission. The gist of it is i got to save some people in a different realm, with realm i mean the 9 realms. Yes, the 9 realms from Norse mythology is partially real. With partially i mean it is real in a different universe. Let me break it down for you, the universe i was in before we call that UN-1, currently i am in UN-64 which is a completely different universe then before thats obvious…..right? Either way in UN-64 the Norse myths are real which makes me scared since gods can be scary sometimes.

The Dark Lord luckily gifted me a really cool power i think, i can level up like a game. Stats everything i just gotta say the word.

“System activate.”

Currently im still only Level 1 with Level 1 stats but, does it really matter? It doesn’t right now as i see some weird looking fellows in the distance, before i forget to mention the year is something like 800 B.C. which means i can’t text my mom i love her before i go fight. Your current questions might be something like ‘Who are the weird fellows’ ‘How will you take them down’ or stuff like that but do not fret for i am here.

I take out my trustworthy kitchen knife when i hear a voice in my head say.

“Open inventory dumbass” And i realize it’s the Dark Lord calling out my IQ of 54 which seems to have been the highest when i was back in the throne room with the others.

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“Open inventory.” I say with a skeptical tone to my voice. As the inventory screen pops up i can see 2 options waiting for me. Option one is what seems to be a battle axe called ‘The Blessed Axe of Jormungandr’ and the second is a spear called ‘Gungnir’

“Damn, both of them sound so usefull right now in this current situation if only there was an enemy to test both of them out on…..” I say skeptically hoping i suddenly get hit by an arrow and that i dodge it.

“What’s that?” I say looking into my inventory.

*New weapon alert*

“A new weapon?” I say looking in my inventory to indeed see a new weapon. ‘The Daggers of Týr’? Týr? Thank god for my nerd sister that loves mythology that i know who Týr is, and i hope he isn’t mad i am grabbing his daggers.

*Weapon locked*

“Oh you must be fucking joking right now.” I mutter fuming with anger.

“Usually in games you have to do things like quests to unlock weapons, maybe it’s the same for this?” I say hoping it is true.

“I’ll just pick the axe for now i guess, i’m pretty sure Jormungandr is the large snake that circels around the world so if it’s blessed by it, it has to be good right?” I say with pure hope that this weapon is not loc-

*Weapon locked*

“Stupid bitch ass system. Then i guess i’ll have to choose the spear for now. Gugnnir sound strong i think?” I say as i click on the spear icon.

*Weapon equipped*

The spear starts to form in my hand as i jump away accidently dropping it as any normal person would in my place.

‘Why am i doing this’ I think to myself as i start coughing from my sickness. As the coughing stops the stats menu opens up giving me 6 stats to choose from: Strength, Agility, Defense, Magic, Stamina and last but not least Intelligence. Looking back at it them putting intelligence really does hurt me, do they really think i’m that stupid that i needed an intelligence stat? Either way i grabbed my spear and closed the stats window as i started walking towards the place where i was supposed to go. I realize now i forgot to tell you all the mission, it’s very simple. Find the Norns and seek out my destiny. The Norns are the fates of UN-64 meaning they know everything of what will happen in this world from when i’ll die to when i might get a girlfriend, if i get a girlfriend. Eitherway i won’t be able to ask, all i can ask is when the Dark Lord gets overthrown, that is my mission for today.

“Good Boy.” The Dark Lord praised me as i remembered my mission. “Now let me see what kind of warrior i chose.”

I did indeed piss my pants when i saw 3 Draugr come up from the ground infront of me. As i steel my nerves i grab the spear trying to stop my legs from shaking and i ready myself to die and not return sadly.

“Now boys i would love to play, sadly i ca-……” I say as i throw the spear and watch it sink into the ground as i miss with a few feet, more like 8 feet.

‘Damn you’re ass.’ The Dark Lord’s voice echoes through my mind reminding me of my 4% on aimlabs.

“Come on, it isn’t THAT bad…..right?” I mutter lightly shuffling my feet a bit hearing the Draugr come a bit closer to me as my mind once again wanders off into nothingness as i embrace my inevitable death……………

“Just kill me already motherfuckers.” I scream with a tear drop falling down my cheek. “Useless fucking spear man.” I say while feeling a weight come into my hand.

*Skill unlocked*

My body jerks in reaction to this message popping up and i look into my hand feeling a dagger made from sand with a small message box above it,

*Dagger of poison* *Inflicts poison damage onto opponent dealing -1 damage every second, 4 slashes maximum*

“Dagger of poison?” I say in confusion. “The hell is this bullsh-“ I try to say while 3 swords fly by me with one slashing into my shoulder giving me a small wound.

A Draugr tries to close in on me while i am mourning the loss of my red blood cells. My body tries to dodge as the Draugr now weaponless jumps at me trying to catch me of guard.

“Not today Satan.” I say while stabbing the dagger into the Draugr’s heart leaving it in there and watching as the poison spread creating some sort of green lines that seemed to follow inside of him. As I pulled the dagger out and readied myself for but another attack my movements seemed to flow more and move with more precision and strength inside every muscle group my body seems to instinctively perform moves i did not even realize were possible with my body.

Soon after the 3 Draugr died and I kept on with my journey. Onward, to Ygdrassil…..