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Pleron, a 17 years old boy, happens to chance upon a relic of the World's largest war, A Knight's cross. Though the boy was no history enthusiast, the cross was something he once heard from his history teacher, while in deep thoughts, a flash could be seen between the clouds as it neared towards the boy's head, a stray bullet, taking the boy to another world.
"Urgh"
Inside a huge cave, a small silhouette, could be seen getting up, raising an arm to scratch his head.
"What is this headache?"
The boy shook his head, in hopes to clear the ringing in his ears and to gain clarity of his senses.
"Where the hell am I now?"
After regaining his senses, the boy finally took notice of the place he was in now.
"Hah! I guess this is the wonders of weeds, eh?"
Blaming the first try of the leaf he took an hour ago, the boy decided to, with heavy steps, get out of the cave.
Thik~
"Ouch!"
But while he was struggling on his footsteps, he stepped on a protruding sharp metal, between the cracks inside the cave.
A sense of stinging pain and warmth was felt in his left foot, hurriedly, he took off his left shoes and sock.
"Ah shit!"
Though the wound was small, it was certainly deep, blood trickled down to the ground as Pleron was blowing the pain away.
"What the hell is that now?"
As he was relieving the pain, the boy took notice of the protruding metal.
"Ah!"
With blood rushing to his head, he began to
Pull the unknown object with all his might, resulting in him being thrown off by his own.
"You dare!"
__________
"Ha! ha! ha!"
"FINALLY!"
After a minute of struggling, Pleron cascaded with sweat, finally managed to pull out the protruding metal from the crevice.
"Now let's see if you were worth my effort"
Feeling the cold sensation from the object filled with dust and dirt, in which he swept away with his hands.
"Woah!"
Within the boy's hands, although old and mossy, it was the symbol given only to the men with incredible feats and achievements that only 'Great' men could attain.
"A Knight's cross"
The boy groggily put on his sock and shoe, and finally decided to walk out of the cave as he stared fixated on the cross.
"Some nitric acid will take these stuck pieces of shits away"
Pleron rubbed the cross with his hands, as he walked through the thick forest on the way to his home.
'I'm pretty sure Ma'am said there were only over 7,000 of recipients that managed to achieve these'
'Which means It'll prolly give me quite a few bucks'
As the boy was intoxicated to the amounts of digits he was imagining.
A sudden flash between the clouds could be seen going towards the young boy, unseeable from the naked eye.
