“Welcome to Terra, a world of swords, magic and steam!”
‘What the heck happened…' I thought to myself. I rose up only to see that I was lying on what seems to be nothing at all. Around me was a room of pure white and what appears to be another twenty or so other bewildered people. The first person to respond to the very obvious godly figure in front of us was Joel, “What the fuck is this? Are you the one who did this? I was in the middle of a ranked match you asshole!”
Well, that was something unexpected. Apparently, when you find yourself seemingly standing on nothing, the first thing you should do is rudely talk back to an evidently divine being. Joel is your typical trash talking douchebag, not that I talk to him much he’s just infamous. I sit up cross-legged. glancing around, I recognized 3 people (considering I have no friends this is quite a feat). The first was the top basketball player in my school, I didn’t have a bad impression of him but we never really spoke much in the first place. Next was the school’s student council head, they seem to be an asshole but they probably just have a narrow mindset and they haven’t done anything bad technically. Lastly was an old friend of mine, we’ve known each other since we were kids. She doesn’t seem to be doing well, ’maybe it’s acting up again’ I thought to myself. I stood up and started walked across the room? Space? The white box thing I'm in. I feel uninvited stares at me… but that's not important. I squat down beside the curled up little girl and fit my hand into her skirt pocket to retrieve her medi— “HEY! IS THIS THE RIGHT TIME TO BE A PERVERT?”
It seems to be directed at me. “Is there ever a time to be a pervert? Please quieten down, she’s not feeling very well.”
“Doesn’t that mean we should keep her away from creeps like you?” ah. He (princess) carried her away. Ugh… this guy’s annoying.
“I’ll never let you lay a hand on h— ARGH!” I kicked him on the back of his knees causing him to fall over. I grab hold of her before she fell and took a tablet from my hand using my mouth (since I had to use both arms to carry her) and stuffed the tablet into her mouth. “Swallow,” I said to her “don’t choke on it though.”
“H-HE JUST KISSED HER?”
“HE’S SERIOUSLY A PERVERT?”
“I THOUGHT THE OTHER GUY WAS JOKING!”
Oh god. I forgot. There were people watching. I didn’t want to stand out. Well, that's out the window.
『Reset』
What? What happe— “Well now, you guys sure are a quirky bunch. There have been weirder groups but are still rare. Hahaha! Summoning people is really entertaining!” says divine being.
I already squandered being unnoticed might as well take advantage of this.
“So, is this one of those ‘summoned to another world to save it scenario?”
“Ah, looks like you're pretty familiar with this situation. have you been summoned before?”
“no no, I've read about these types of situations back in my old world”
“oh? looks like I have something to look forward to then? haha. well, what he says is right. partially that is.”
Partially?
“I plan to destroy this world in 3 years time. I've grown bored of this world.”
“what?”
“how can you say that so casually!”
“didn't you create it?”
“now now, don't you guys realize that all these worlds are just for my entertainment?”
“let me continue alright? just destroying it is a pity, I'm going to go under the guise of an evil god and you guys are supposed to decide if you think the world is to be saved! hahaha! isn't that some great plot?”
“this god has got a screwed up head man…”
Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.
“well, anymore exposition and you might as well not be sent down. Have fun!”
“W-wai—” ah shit, I'm falling asleep…
“Where am i…?” I was on a bed, in a wooden hut. well, it seems like a big room, where's everyone else? let's check the rest of the house firs— “what…?” slipped out of my mouth. I mean who wouldn't? I was assuming I was simply in a room but it was instead the entirety of the hut, and now I'm in the middle of a forest...
...is that a giant troll?
“inspect?”
That didn't work.
Uh, how about 『Status』.
Oh, it did something.
[David Whitlock] [Lv13]
Class: -
Str: 21 Int: 21 Dex: 22 Luk: 21
Equipped:
[Simple dark gray mantle]
[White T-shirt]
[Black work gloves]
[Black pants]
[Covered shoes]
Not what I wanted but it’s fine.
Huh? Why am I already level 13?
I guess my name is David Whitlock now
oh I am wearing a mantle and my clothes have an edgy feel to it. weird.
Also, my stats are really balanced. that's not good… specialization is almost always the way to go.
“UWAAAAGH!”
‘shit. I need to 『Dodge』—!?’ my body moved by itself and I flickered back into the hut. the spot where I was on had a deep indent. fuck. that's bad. the troll swung its club again, this time at the hut with insane might. With a single swing, the roof of the hut had disappeared, leaving me vulnerable to its next attack. I had to do something quick.
『Appraise』
[Red Flesh Golem]
Often mistaken as a [One-eyed Troll]
An artificially created monster with the sole purpose of killing everything it sees.
'Haa?' fuck me this is bad. Why is this monstrosity here? Well, first things first I need to get away. Fast.
『Dodge』
‘it's the only skill I currently know I have. it has to work!’ once again I flickered away from the Troll’s — I mean Flesh Golem’s attack. ‘it said that it destroys anything it sees… so it means that if it can't see me then I'll lose its aggro?’ while thinking this, I quickly hid behind a half destroyed wall. while I stood there breathless, the Flesh Golem slowly walked past me dragging its club behind it. ‘I made it. I actually did it. I survived!’ ‘but I can't stay here for long let's see if there’s anything I can use as a weapon just in case.’
I noticed some pieces of metal with straps attached to it. ‘armour? Well, it's better to have a little than none at all.’ I equipped [Simple chest plate] (which is really just metal that straps nicely on my chest) and [Simple shoulder pads]. ‘weapon, weapon. Oh, that's interesting.’ it's an umbrella. a metal umbrella, with cogs and stuff. 『Appraise』
[Swiss arm-brella (incomplete)]
A weapon made by David Whitlock
Has a rapier embedded in it as its main weapon.
Can change its form into different weapons.
Currently has:
[Lance]
[Shield]
[Mace]
What in the world? this looks amazing! Also, has the worst name in the world! But why would anyone need a weapon like this? specializing in one weapon would be easier and more effective. ‘this was made by ‘me’ which could mean it’s for myself to use, might as well equip it then.’ when I held it, I felt a wave of memories hit me.
“Sheath.”
It glowed for a second before turning into a sheathed sword. I tried to pull out the blade to no avail, I guess this is just to disguise my weapon.
“Lance.”
It didn’t transform…
“Unsheath.”
With a glow, it returned to its original form of a silver and copper metal umbrella. ‘The sheathed form is pointless then isn’t it…’ From then on, I never touched sheath mode. Now
『Skills』
Unique:
『Appraise』[Basic] [1/1]
Gives information on monsters, items etcetera
Only given to those God chose
『Jack-of-All-Trades』[Basic] [2/10]
Cannot have class
Can learn all skills regardless of class restrictions
(Weapon restrictions are still active)
Cannot use skills beyond [Intermediate] level
(Exception:『Jack-of-All-Trades』)
Highest stat cannot exceed beyond 10 levels of lowest stat
Cannot use Intermediate/Advanced magic spells
—
『Strike』[Basic] [2/10]
Basic melee skill
Amplifies next attack
Form depends on weapon equipped
『Dodge』[Basic] [2/10]
Basic movement skill
Enables user to subconsciously dodge an attack
Over usage is bad for the body
『Mana Bolt』[Basic Magic] [1/10]
Lowest non-elemental magic
Fires a small amount of mana out of the user
—
Three skills. The most basic of basics. ‘Well, at least now I know why my stats are so balanced. Still, previous me should’ve specialized man. Even a little would’ve helped’
Now, as prepared as possible. I look toward the Flesh Golem and rose my weapon in a combat stance.
‘Time for my first real fight.’