When Aron gained counsiousness again, he noticed that he was lying on the grpund in some kind pf giant cavern, which seemed to be impossibly high as he couldnt even see the sieling. It was foggy and dark and Aron When he woke up, a bit startled from the foreign feelings, he noticed that he didn't have his dagger anymore. "Ugh, that will be a problem later on..." he said to himself, thinking of how useful it would be if he still had his dagger. He tried to stand up from the ground, but noticed that his body feeled fatiqued, so he just took in his surroundings. He seemed to be inside of somekind of giant cavern, several miles high, and with alot of different caves and holes in the wall, including one giant hole in the middle of the cavern wich seemed to reach was into complete nothingnes and was easily as big as a footballfield. "i DEFENITELY dont want to fall into there..." The hole also looked a bit weird as it was perfectly circle-shaped as if a laserbeam had made it or someone made it using pi. That all showed him how Giant this world really was (probably even bigger than his visions had made him think). Trough the cavern entrance, whichs stone semmed to be charred, which was a few dozen miles away he could see something orange in the distance, which, when he focused on it more, he identified as fire. The fire seemed to be unnaturaly orange, which made him wary about it. "Perhaps there is a dragon there?" He asked to himself. While he hadn't had many visions about this world, he still remembered there being dragons around and the area where he had seen those dragons was akwardly similar to this cavern. "Well i hope i dont run into any of those beasts, atleast not at the start of my time here..." grumbling at still not being able to stand up, even tho he felt a lot less fatiqued, he noticed there being a lot of bones at the entrance of one of the bigger caves of the cavern, and he knew he had to leave this cavern as fast as possible, as he didnt want whatever lived inside of that cave to come out and see him lying on the ground here, or perhaps the dragon that could be causing that fire outside of the cavern to come back to what was maybe its nest, also spotting him lying here in the process.

So, with all the strength he could muster he stood up, flexed his bones a bit, and then started walking towards the large caverns exit, trying to avoid getting too close to the scary cave in the process. When he arrived at the front of the cavern exit he noticed a ritual cirle, basiaclly the same as the one he had used to get to this world and in the middle of the circle, a dagger was embedded into the ground, HIS dagger to be precise. He ripped the dagger out of the floor, noticing it was feeling POWERFULL and also really comfortable in his hand. He didnt know why, but he felt like this exaxt same dagger was going to become really famous, if you could call it that, in the future.

After figuring he might aswell just go, he walked trough the caverns exit leaving the scary cave and the even scarier looking giant hole in the ground behind him.

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After walking a bit more tha an hour heard a loud screech from his side and immediatly turned to the side, seeing a creature right out of his nightmares lookibg at him with red fuming eyes; the creature was small and pretty long around 5 meters, had 6 legs, and looked a bit like a minuture version of smaug from lotr.

It immediatly sprang at him, almost ripping his left arm of his shoulders with just one swipe of one of its claws. He started slashing at it with his dagger continously, hitting tge weaks spots of the creature while still blocking a few claw swipes, showing that training with his dagger back on earth for the last few months had indeed paid of. But... he still knew he couldn't win this fight: the creature was way to strong, had an almost unimpenetrable hide and even if he tried to run, he was already way to hurt and likely wouldnt even get forward a few meters before he would once again fall onto tge ground, hurting hinself even worse. And if that wasnt enough the creature suddenly let go of him, letting him take a short breath of air , then noticing the creature was inhailing, probably to finish him with its fire breath. After a few seconds the creature let out a dense beam of fire at him, but moments before the fire could hit him, killing him, somewhere out of tgr deepest parts of his brain a subcunsiousness awoke, one that didnt want him to die. This subconsiousness activated something, something powerfull, that made his consoiusness begin to fade, but before he blacked out he noticed that his body was enfulged in somekind of purpur lightning, shielding his body from the flames and saving his life in the process.

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Mark was running for his live, his only belongings being the battleaxe of his father and some stuff he knew he needed to be able to survive in the crimson ravine and its many giant caverns. He had lived in that town for over 20 years, only for it to get burned down by a lesser Garraloshern dragon. Even though he was a strong warrior, even knowing some basic spells like [telekinesis] and [conjure manasteel spear] he still knew he wasnt able to fight some like that dragon, even if it was lesser.

After running for about 2 hours, he heard the screech of a wyrmlord screecher minion and the the sound of someone trying to kill it whilst cursing about some dragon called mini smaug?

Anyways he figured he might aswell help that person, but when he heard the screecher charging up his breath, relesing it a few seconds after.

But just when mark thought the person dead, he felt a unnaturatly high energy surge coming of the direction where the battle was commencing, then seeing a burst of purpur lightning erupting and probably killing the screecher.

When he arrived at the site he saw a man lieyng next to the dead screecher, unconsious and wearing strange clothes. When he saw the man liyng there, mark immediatly knew that the day was going to become interesting, he just hoped that the man wouldn't be cursed by the surface's laws, as the man would probably attack him immidiatly then.