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Realmshifter Chronicles: The Heroes of Veridora The Spell
As I stand here in this world, I can feel the weight of my frustrations heavy on my chest. My heart aches at the thought of the corruption that runs rampant in the world, and I can't help but feel like most people are inherently evil.It's not just the people in power - though they are undoubtedly some of the worst culprits. Even the average person, the person walking down the street next to me, seems to be consumed by their own selfish desires.It's a cruel irony that my skills are better suited to a time centuries in the past. I'm a skilled fighter, trained in hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship, but in this world of guns and technology, what good does that do me?I suppose I could try to learn how to use a gun, but that seems like a betrayal of my own principles. And even if I did, what good would it do me when my opponent is always standing so far away?It's not like this world is completely without hope, either. There is magic here, though it's so weak that it hardly seems wort
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.”
Realmshifter Chronicles: The Heroes of Veridora Introductions In A New World
We stared at each other, those few seconds stretching into an eternity. A subtle shift in the man's expression marked his return to the present. His gaze swept over the scene, taking in the aftermath of our battle - the lifeless goblin bodies and the fallen chieftain. Slowly, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth."Ellie," he addressed the warrior woman, his voice steady, "Collect the ears for the bounty.""Sure thing, Alvin," Ellie's response was as swift as her sword. She approached the nearest fallen goblin and methodically severed its ear with a practiced swing."Eve, go through the camp and secure our belongings," Alvin directed the sorceress. Eve's gaze flitted between her task and me. It was apparent she held a wary curiosity beneath her composed demeanor.As Eve commenced her task, Alvin approached me. His strides were deliberate, purposeful, and his presence carried a mix of gratitude and authority."Well met, traveler," Alvin extended a hand in greeting as he neared me,
Realmshifter Chronicles: The Heroes of Veridora Veridora, Aldoria, Valerian
Amidst the aftermath, while Ellie diligently gathered the ears of the fallen goblins and Eve continued her methodical looting, I found myself lost in a state of exhilaration. Despite my initial misstep, the aid of Metatron had transported me to this uncharted realm. The very air felt purer than anything I had ever known, each inhalation seemed to infuse me with invigorating oxygen, a testament to the world's lack of pollution. The battle, oh that glorious turmoil, made me feel more alive than ever. It was during such chaos that my senses were heightened to their fullest. Yet, I couldn't dismiss the words of my sensei, echoing with caution about the addictive allure of battle. Control, he emphasized, was the key to wielding such power responsibly.Magic coursed through me, a sensation unlike any I had experienced. My chi, once a mere puddle, now resembled a vast lake, deeper and more potent. The arcane energy of this realm surpassed that of my old world, and with it came the potential
Realmshifter Chronicles: The Heroes of Veridora Entering Valor
Alvin had a point about the goblins. They were definitely growing more daring. It took us about four hours of walking to reach Valor, the main city in the Valarion Dukedom. It might seem like a long trek for folks in this world, but from what I gathered, it wasn't all that far compared to their usual distances. The nearest farms were just an hour and a half away from where we were.Can't say I'll forget that goblin village in a hurry. The way those creatures were torn up, the whole place a mess of slashed bodies and scorched ground. It was my first real taste of battle. I've been in a few fights before, some pretty bloody ones, but I've never taken a life. Not even in the messed-up world I came from. But there I was, part of a group that had to wipe out those goblins before they could have their feast on Ellie, Eve, and Alvin. In the heat of the moment, it seemed like the only choice, but now I can't help but think about it more.I felt a nudge on my shoulder, snapping me out of my th
Realmshifter Chronicles: The Heroes of Veridora The Adventurers Guild
As we walked through the gate, the first thing that struck me was how much I stood out. When I had cast the spell to come here, I was wearing the plainest clothes I had – a simple black T-shirt, faded blue jeans, white ankle socks, and scuffed black shoes. As I looked around, I realized that the local attire was quite different. The people of this world were clad in rough woolen shirts and plain wool or leather pants, and their attire, while practical, was far from what I was accustomed to. It didn't take long to notice the curious glances I was receiving from passersby."I need to get my hands on some clothes as soon as possible," I mumbled to myself, realizing the urgency of blending in.The city itself was a sight to behold. It had a charming blend of shops and vendors lining both sides of the bustling streets. On one hand, it resembled a vibrant marketplace with stalls selling colorful fruits and vegetables, while on the other, it featured quaint shops peddling everything from clo
Realmshifter Chronicles: The Heroes of Veridora The Test of Valor and The First Inn
The man with the dagger swore and turned; he saw us standing just to the side of the doorway, gave us a glare, and started stomping away, out of the room.The victorious man was large, towering at about six feet, and at this moment, he was shirtless, displaying a chiseled, muscular physique. His skin bore the creamy shade of white, adorned with numerous scars on his chest, each a testament to past battles. His thick black beard and mustache framed brown eyes that held the intensity of a seasoned warrior. Brown hair cascaded in a ponytail down to the middle of his back. Wiping the sweat off himself, he walked up to us, acknowledging Lilly.“Another hopeful, Lilly, that’s the fourth one today,” he remarked, his voice deep and slightly gravelly, but it carried a certain warmth.“Yes, Guildmaster, a new record, I believe,” Lilly replied with a hint of amusement. “This is Jordan, he saved Alvin’s group in the forest from a village of goblins and wants to join us here.”“I can vouch for his
Realmshifter Chronicles: The Heroes of Veridora Shopping In A New World
I awoke pretty early, feeling well-rested even though I went to sleep late. My insomnia always keeps me up late at night. I yawned and stretched as I sat up. The sun had barely crested the horizon. I felt a bit sore after the fighting and walking yesterday, as well as the fight with Argus to become a member of the Adventurers guild, so I decided to do some stretches. Afterward, I recalled that Metatron had told me that he had put my survival kit from back home in my new bag. I called it with my mind, focusing on my new marks on each wrist, one the Japanese symbol for heaven and the other wrist the symbol for earth, and in each of my hands I now held a forty-pound cat litter container.Only, the litter had long since been gone. I used these because they were waterproof containers and they were big enough to fit all of my survival gear. I opened them up and started to take inventory of what I had. I originally put these together in case of a natural disaster or apocalyptic situation bac
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