What would you do if you were transported to another world? Accept your fate and enjoy your new life? Be the Do-gooder striving for justice? Live out your days peacefully? Hell, maybe just curl up into a ball and have five to ten consecutive mental breakdowns?

Well, when I was transported to a world of swords and magic I certainly didn't go and fight anything since I don't have nearly enough balls for that. I was just a high school student after all.

Nothing about me exactly changed then, my hair stayed blond and shortcut, thick-framed glasses as well, and probably the rest of my body. I survived off of some nutribars and a small stream.

I didn't know how to live in a forest and I recalled that following a stream or river was helpful for getting out of a forest on TV once. So I did just that.

It took a day of traveling but I had made my way out of the forest after circling around a large lake where there were signs of human civilization. Once I did that I saw lights in the distant, which since it was night, were easily visible. I was super glad to have found people, and after a night's sleep and my last nutribar, I walked down towards the village... well maybe ran would be a better verb.

Once I made my way to the road just outside of the village I was welcomed in. Apparently, Outlanders like me were rare but not unheard of, though most came from the capital-- summoned by the King but an Outlander could just appear. It did take a bit to get the guards to believe me(Seeing plate mail was really cool!) but after showing some proof I somehow got them to do so.

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When I explored the village a bit a lot of the villagers were quite nice and, to my surprise, the village was rather industrialized, no outhouses or dirt roads but cobbled ones and even china. Even clean water was piped from a nearby lake. You know, the one I passed.

Though I wasn't good at much, after learning about the Blessings I found something I could do. Blessings are apparently some sort of thing gifted from the gods that calculate someone's ability. 

Essentially it was little pop-ups kinda like those from an RPG. And apparently being an Outlander, someone from another world, I got something extra though it appears in other people sometimes. With the ability I got, I made a living, staying in the village Inn.

I was appointed the village's healer. 

After a full four months passed, they decided I needed to go since all Outlanders needed to be registered by the Royal Family. They also thought that I just needed to get out of the cramped village and experience the world, especially after the mage in the village divined something about me.

...Damn bastard.

Thankfully I was able to get some supplies before I left, jerky, first aid, water and the like. I even got a parting gift, from the mechanic who I became close friends with. That is a fixed up moped that was used by an Outlander Adventurer who never returned to the village.

I'm honestly glad I met them.

It's too bad I have to ride through the frontier of the war between humanity and demons and the trip is long enough I'll have to make several stops to refuel with magic crystals which with the fee I set for healing would take upwards of a week.

Now that I'm on the road, I'm not sure if I'm going to be okay. Seriously.

Eh, it ought to be fine. It's kinda like a road trip after all.