Realmshifter Chronicles: The Heroes of Veridora

I Save a Party of Adventurers From Certain Death

When I opened my eyes, I was standing in the middle of a goblin village, surrounded by angry-looking goblins. My heart pounded in my chest as I took in my surroundings. The village was a chaotic mess of crude huts and makeshift buildings, with goblins running around in all directions. A large cauldron sat next to me, filled with bubbling green liquid. And dangling above it, I could see three people - two women and a man - who looked like they were about to be cooked alive.

My mind raced as I tried to come up with a plan. I looked down at my wrists, and the two symbols - one for heaven and one for earth - that were now branded onto my skin. With a deep breath, I focused my mind on my black katana and willed it to my hand. I felt a rush of energy coursing through my body, and I was holding it once again.

A commanding voice bellowed from one of the larger goblins near me, its guttural words unfamiliar to my ears. Thanks to Metatrons gifts, I understood its meaning: “Kill the intruder.”

 Despite the chaos around me, my ADHD-enhanced senses allowed me to anticipate the imminent danger. I sensed the first strike coming from behind, a goblin sword aimed at my vulnerable back. Reacting with lightning-fast reflexes, I spun around and deflected the blade with my katana, the point facing down for a counter-attack.

As I swiftly pivoted, I executed a half-circle motion with my sword, bringing it down in a diagonal slash that cut through the goblin's neck like butter, killing it instantly. Although a shudder of revulsion briefly passed through me at the thought of taking a life, my rational mind reminded me that I was fighting for my own survival and that of the three strangers who were counting on me to protect them.

I scanned my surroundings for any further threats and saw three more goblins hurtling toward me from different directions. One charged straight ahead, while the other two flanked me. Knowing that I couldn't parry all three attacks simultaneously, I made a split-second decision and charged the goblin in front of me.

As I closed in on my target, I could see the surprise etched on its ugly little face as my sword sliced through its arm in one swift stroke. The force of my attack propelled the goblin backward, and it stumbled into the large cauldron filled with bubbling, viscous liquid. I kicked out hard, sending the cauldron tumbling over and spilling its contents over the goblins on the other side.

The boiling liquid splashed onto their skin, causing them to scream in agony as their flesh seared and bubbled. The acrid smell of burning flesh filled my nostrils, and I knew that I had to keep moving if I wanted to stay alive."

The other two goblins were about to catch up, and I knew I had to act fast. I couldn’t fully turn to meet them in time to parry aside both blades, but I had to find a way. With my side to them and my feet in an awkward position, the goblin swords came down. I met one sword with the flat of my katana, and to the other goblins' surprise, I used the hilt of my katana to parry the second. Irregular guarding was a nice little skill I picked up from my sensei back on earth.

Without missing a beat, I called out to my second katana, and it appeared in my hand just in time. I swung up with as much force as I could, turning and putting my full body into the slash, and cleaved the two goblins in twain. The sound of their bodies hitting the ground was drowned out by the agonizing screams of the remaining goblins, who were now being scalded by the boiling liquid that had spilled out of the cauldron.

As I turned from the two dead goblins, I sprinted towards the three people who were still tied up and dangling over the now overturned cauldron. I could feel the heat of the boiling liquid rising up towards us. With a swift motion, I slashed the ropes holding them, and they came crashing down onto the ground. The man and one of the women grabbed swords from the fallen goblins, while the other woman began to mutter under her breath, her palms held forward.

The goblins had formed a ring around us, and I counted 18 in total. Fear started to grip me, and I felt the weight of the situation settle heavily on my shoulders. However, the woman who was chanting pointed her hand, palm out, at the goblins in front of her. A ball of flames leapt from her to the goblin ring, growing bigger and bigger until it was about five feet in diameter. It hit the goblins in that area and exploded, sending a small shock wave and killing two of the goblins in the ring.

I marveled at the display of magic before my eyes, thinking to myself, "It seems there is strong magic in this world. I wonder if it will work for me?"

Desperate to defend ourselves, I started to visualize energy gathering in my palm, imagining a basic blue magical energy. Then I focused on the element I wanted, and air seemed to be the best for this case. I had always been good with wind magic, even in my home world. As I looked into my hand, I was surprised to see a small ball of wind already forming.

I put all my effort into willing this to happen, focusing on the form I wanted it to take. A slashing sword that could cut through the goblins in front of me. The energy leapt from my hand, thin strands of wind barely visible to the naked eye. As it made contact with the goblins, they were cut to shreds. My one spell killed five of the goblins in front of me, leaving ten remaining.

The female sorcerer spoke, and another couple of goblins went down. The man and the warrior woman leapt out into the remaining few goblins. Feeling more confident with my newfound power, I charged into battle alongside them, sending the energy of the sharp wind into my swords instead of at the enemy.

I took a deep breath, meeting the first goblin head-on. It was larger than the others, but it didn't matter. I sliced through its weapon, skin, and bone like a hot knife through butter. My blades danced through the air as I kept my momentum, moving from one goblin to the next. The man and warrior woman were just as ferocious, killing with abandon.

As we fought, I felt a power surging within me. The magic that had manifested earlier was growing stronger. With each swing of my blades, I could feel it building, waiting to be unleashed. And when I came across the leader of the goblins, the last one standing, I knew it was time to let it loose.

He tried to speak, but I didn't let him. I decapitated him before a word could leave his lips. And as I stood there, panting and covered in goblin blood, I looked around at the aftermath of our battle.

The bodies of the goblins lay strewn about, lifeless and still. The ground was coated in blood, burn marks from the magic fire scarring the earth in two places. The three who I had saved stared at me, a little wary but otherwise glad to be alive.

I felt a sense of pride and satisfaction wash over me. I had never been in a fight like that before, never used my magic in such a way. But now, I knew that I had the power to protect myself and those around me.

(Writers note: In the past, ADD and ADHD have been called an asset in battle due to the fact that it keeps the mind nimble and allows the afflicted persons to see and understand more of a battlefield. It has also been called “Battle Sense” by some people in the past)