Sam Trigari POV
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As the blinding white light disappears from my sight, I see I was sitting cross legged in front of a throne made of gold and an old man sitting on it.
“Welcome heroes! We apologize for taking you away from your world. However, please understand our predicament as the demons are growing in power. If this continues on, we will perish!”
The old man’s voice with the golden crown on his head, echoed throughout the hall. Everyone was confused and just couldn’t believe what occurred. It was as if they were pulled into a light novel fantasy setting where they have to defeat the demon lord and the such.
My classmates were nervously looking around, trying to determine where they are. We are currently in a large chamber, with a beautiful long, red rug in the center of it, leading towards the throne made of gold. An eagle looking banner was located on the wall, above the old man’s throne. However, what was more unusual for me, my classmates, and Miss Cherly was that they are inside a blue magic looking circle of a sort with symbols drawn upon it and were being stared at by many people while at it. These people varied as some of them were wearing a typical fantasy like medieval clothing, some were wearing black robes with a hood covering their heads while holding a staff, and others were wearing knight armor with a sword sheath located at their waist.
I couldn’t really believe in what has occurred. I thought this just might be a dream of a sort. I’ve never read light novels, mangas, watched animes, but I do know the outline of the stories after browsing on the interent. And the one where I’m at is most likely where heroes(from our world) are teleported to another one where they have to defeat the demon king so that they may return to their world.
The assumed king continues, “I’m King Juramon of this country, Isle. As I’ve just said, we humans are currently in a difficult situation. The demons have been increasing their population as of late. There has also been many incidents during the past months about demon attacks on our settlements. I sincerely ask of you heroes to aid us in our dire times.” The king said this with a pleading voice.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to respond to the king. Others were whispering to each other, and discussed what they their opinions on this strange and unusual matter which had occurred just a few seconds ago. Being uncertainty for how they should take in this information and deal with it, one of my classmate went forward. With a straight posture, handsome face, short black hair, and a dignified smile as he looked upon the king.
“Greetings King Juramon, my name is Calven Brath, we understand your situation, but we don’t have the ability to aid you. We are only normal people. Telling us to help you is a bit extreme for us.”
Calven Brath, a boy with good grades while having good physical abilities. Having joined the soccer team, he quickly got popular when he became the star player on the team. Not only that, he is very good in socializing with others and easy to get along with no matter who you or what person you are. With both smarts, athletic ability, and looks, he was very liked by everyone and also received many confessions.
“Yeah! That’s r-right! We are o-only normal people! L-leave us out of this!” Another classmate stood up trembling and pointed at the king as he said this.
“...I understand your concern. However, you heroes are truly not just normal people. Each one of you have your unique powers and abilities. If you do not believe me, just say ‘Status’ and a blue screen should appear and answer some of your many questions.” King Juramon politely said, though I was able to catch a small twitch when that classmate pointed at the king.
‘Seems that it was quite rude for him to point at the ruler of the country’ I thought
If a person with authority was pointed at by someone who doesn’t have much power then of course it would piss of the authoritative person. In addition, I also saw a couple of people who I assume to be nobles were whispering to each in the crowd. This was an assumption just made through by assuming. In other words…..I only assume they were nobles because their clothing is a bit different than the others who were wearing robes and armor. I guess they might be guards or something.
‘Also, what does he mean by Status? I was sure that term is mostly used in games to show the capabilities of your character or avatar in an RPG. ’
As I thought about this, my classmates begins to say “Status” out loud as each of them who said that term, backed off a bit as if something suddenly appeared in front of them.
‘Doesn’t seem to do much harm.’ I thought
I was a bit interested anyways and also said, “Status”
A blue screen appeared in front of me, and startled me a little
Name: Sam Trigari
Race:Human
Class: Dragon Master
Level:1
Strength:10
Intelligence:10
Agility:10
Vitality:10
Unique Abilities: Locked 10,Locked 20, Locked 30…
Passive: (Locked until requirements are met)
‘Dragon Master?’
Putting some thought about this, as it said Dragon Master, I assumed it should have to deal with Dragons, but when added with a Master, what exact meaning does it have? Troubled over this while my other classmates were getting very excited about something which sort of got my attention.
“Hey guys! I’m a warlock!”
“What the Fuck! Why am I a Healer!”
“Hohoho, I always wanted to be an Assassin.”
One by one, the my classmates shouted out their frustration and excitement of the class they were categorized in. It seems some even got the class “Dual Blader” which was in fact a subclass of a warrior and assassin together. Being as they are extremely quick and strong with their sword speed and cutting abilities, but have weaknesses from both classes, such as a bit lower Vitality and Agility.
Subclasses are classes that specialized in something rather than having a general ability over all magic. A normal class is more like a jack of all trades while subclasses deal and specializes in one or two particular traits. For example, warlocks are a sub-magician class specialized is causing destruction with magic, at the same time they weaken the enemy with curses as they attack them with area effect spells. However, they are weak in other areas such as healing. Healers are also a sub-class magician which specializes in healing people. They are capable of healing wounds and removing illnesses and debuffs on a person.
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‘Though this is what I got from playing various MMORPGs, it should be pretty similar in such aspects.’
As everyone starts to get loud and enthusiastic as if they forgot we were kidnapped from our world, the King made a couple of coughs loud enough for everyone to hear and signaling us to quiet down.
Everyone begins to stop talking and the chamber became silent except for the breathing noises that can be heard from the audience. King Juramon then spoke out, “I assume everyone knows their classes am I right?”
Everyone nods in confirmation. “Very Good. If you guys are willing, would you heroes tell me your classes and your names.”
One by one, my classmates came forward and introduced themselves and their description of their jobs. Though there were some who were hesitant in saying their class, the king told them it would be better to tell him so that he could have a good grasp to make them stronger using better and efficient methods than general training.
‘It is as if he assumed that we are all going to help him huh?’
When the attractive and charismatic Calven went forward and reintroduced himself,
“I’m Calven Brath. 16-years-old and my job is a Hero.”
After hearing that, everyone in the audience made applauses.
‘Is the Hero class that amazing?’ I thought
As everyone including Miss Cherly told the king what he wanted to know, there was only one last person left. A person who had average looks and build, Sam Trigari.
I then went up forward and introduced myself, “ I’m Sam Trigari, 16-years-old and my job is a Dragon Master.”
When I said this though, utter silence filled the huge chambers. Whispers can be heard within the crowds of people. I was able to catch some words such as, “ What..that?” “Dragon’s have already extinct.” “Those are mere legends.” “That boy must be lying”. The King again made a couple of coughs to silence the crowd.
“Excuse me, uhh, Sam Trigari am I correct?” The King asks
I nods.
The king brought his right hand to his chin, “I’m sorry Sam Trigari, but may you tell me more about your class if you might know of any? Just from the title, I can’t completely grasp what it deals with.”
“I apologize Your Majesty, other than that, I do not know what it means.” I apologized as I can feel the gazes of many people looking at me with suspicion, disgust, interest, irritation, and much more emotions. I know this feeling since I’m not really that well liked in the school anyways. Since this has always happened in my life, I'm quite experienced in this matter.
Taking a moment to think about it, “That can’t be helped then. Anyways, are there any questions that you heroes may ask of me?” The King says in a kind voice.
Miss Cherly went forward in front of the throne and ask in a very serious tone, “How can we get back to our world? If there is a way to summon us here, then there must also be a way to send us back. Though I would appreciate it if you were to send us back to our world this instance.”
The King as if expecting that question and knew it was going to be asked, answered smoothly, “You heroes would be able to return once you’ve save humanity and eradicate the demons. I assure you there is a magic spell which allows you to return. However, when we summoned you heroes, the intention was to destroy the demons, but until the threat the demons hold still exists, then the magic spell wouldn’t allow it until what you were summoned for isn’t accomplished. I sincerely apologize ”
Miss Cherly gritted her teeth, but backed down after she realizes that if she continues the conversation, nothing of worth would come out of it.
‘From how the conversation went, and if what the king said is true, then should have happened a lot during the past.
“How about we discuss this tomorrow as you heroes should be exhausted for today. There are bed chambers here where you may live. Ask me any of your necessities and I shall do what is in my power to grant it. Please follow these attendants as they shall guide you to your rooms.” Gesturing to the maids and butlers who appeared after opening the door located from the right of the throne hall, they all deeply bowed.
Everyone followed the attendants so they may be led to our rooms.
“..Hey Sam. Is what you said really true? You got a Dragon Master class?”
I simply say, “It is true.”
I can deduct the reason why everyone was pestering me by asking the same questions over and over again is because I was the only one who had such a strange class.
There was a Hero, a Warlock, a Healer, a Wind Archer, a Spirit Summoner, a brawler, but Sam was the only one who had such an unusual class and even its name sounds big.
There are of course other reasons such as jealousy, but most of the reasons was that they suspect that I might have lied about it to make myself look cool.
However, there is a flaw with that reasoning since I wouldn’t be able to gain much through this as if my class isn’t really Dragon Master, then I would face humiliation from everyone. But some people believe what they want to believe even if they know it isn’t true. This is what people has always been from what I have observed so far.
Slowly, everyone started to get inside their bedrooms.
I too went inside my assigned room after the attendant gestured to me that this would be where I would sleep at,and closed the door. I then walked towards the bed while taking off my clothes except for my boxers and went inside the covers.
‘Well then, the only thing I can do now is sleep I guess.’ As I thought of this, I slowly dozed off and fell deeply into my sleep.
Even though it was morning in the other world, today somehow felt exhausting.
This includes the other people that were teleported to this fantasy like medieval times world.
(In this world, it was around or close to midnight)-A/N
Falling deeply asleep, unknowingly, a mark begins to appear and shine on my right hand. Almost seeming like it was burning Sam’s hand, before long it disappears. Showing a strange black looking symbol in a form of a dragon.
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Oh. Forgot to mention that I deleted all the chapters because of some......difficulties. My bad my bad.