EPISODE THREE

EPISODE THREE

Life can be a journey without a purpose. There may be no reason to live, neither a reason to also die. It is all but an intertwined string of hope stemming from a lost cause. One may say, “why not just give up or what is all the struggle for anyway.” You can choose to run from it like a coward or stand brave towards it’s tribulations like a warrior of valor. However, know that life has one true meaning given for each mortal to choose from free will, and its purpose will solely depend on that ……. CHOICE!

Woahhhh…...umfmmm.

Micheal brushes his face to escape from the grasps of his obstacle. He turns sideways in an attempt to rise and attain a clear sight of where he is and notices the absurdity of his situation.

Is that hay? And horses and what’s that smell ughhh! (covering his nose to escape the horrid stench) It smells like someone left a nuclear missile of poop all over here. I don’t know who’s bringing this weird portal-adventure-poop- I don’t even know what I’m saying, maybe I should go out and get a drink ugh…

Neighhh!!!

Woah easy there (moving back in fear) I like having a head on those two bars jeez. Now even the horses are targeting my sweet dark hair, sigh. (He approaches the exit of the stable to feel the sunshine and drags open its doors) Well, if I fell from a portal, this would obviously be the start of a new ……adventure!!!!

There is absolute silence as his word echoes throughout the farmlands. The villagers stop attending to the crops and stare at him confused.

Muuuuuu!!

Oh, this is so awkward…...at least the cow gets me huh? (absolute silence with villagers still staring) This is so weird I think I might bury myself.

I don’t think cows can speak little boy.

A man wraps his right arm on Micheal’s shoulder and smiles. The villagers bow in respect to the forty-year-old man beside Micheal. Micheal shrugs the arm of the man questioning who he is with a smirk on his face.

Who are you gramps? Don’t be touching me that way, I’m too special for worn out arms. Oh, you want to try something on me or what? I bet you would take a beating right now if I put some juice in my buffy arms.

Micheal takes a stance in a boxing pose ready to jab some punches. An eight-year-old girl smacks his head with a rake causing him to lose consciousness and falls on his face. The little girl moves towards his body, steps on his head and grins.

At least that would keep him quiet for now dad. I did a good job right, the strongest in the world hahaha.

Sarah, I told you to stop smacking strangers just because they are noisy, sigh. I will get him to an inn so you folks can continue working.

At Drews inn

Urgh my sight is so blurry; I don’t even know what is causing this. Where am I now?

Micheal wipes his face with his palm to get himself into composure but notices the man with Sarah sitting on him. She makes a silly gesture to irritate Micheal and gets scolded by the man. Micheal points at the man and makes an angry face out of pain.

You!!!

Yes, me.

Why am I in a bed with you in the room gramps?!

My daughter smacked you out cold.

You mean this adorable girl? There’s no way that’s possi…. ouch why did you hit be with cup too? What happened to we being the world and the children, I knew MJ took it far with that song. So much for adorable (Sarah grinning at Micheal)

She’s a monster from the depths of hell itself.

Sigh, sorry for that. She gets a little tensed sometimes.

Tensed? More like crazy. (whispering to himself)

Did you say something?

Nope nothing at all. Anyways where am and I don’t really remember much but I fell from a portal and the next thing I remember was being in a pile of hay. There’s too much information moving haphazardly in my head.

I don’t know much about portals, but I can tell you are an adventurer. A very weak one at that too.

Hey gramps I am not that weak. I could beat you up with my eyes closed whilst sipping coffee. (nodding in satisfaction).

I can see you really yearn for death (grinning with a death stare at Micheal).

Erhh, I’m just joking …. I’m weak ughhh sounds worse when I say it.

Anyways this is the town of Drewxar, one of the many marvels of the Vis empire. I’m what you can say, a duke over here.

You mean lordship and king status kind of stature?

I can say yes in accordance. I am duke Vlahor Drewxar the third, although I look quite normal since I take on vacations to farm at the townside. I believe the next time we meet; It wouldn’t be so simple.

Father, it’s almost time to return back to the palace. We need to be in early before mum rampages and scolds you far worse than before.

Ugh women are so scary kid. Since my visit to you would be deemed short due to my wife’s ummm.

Temperament?

Yes, temperament. I will have to shorten my words and explain much of what I can. There is the magic school of

Drewxar a few miles from the inn, so be careful not to annoy any mage of any sort?

Mage? Like magic people with the cape and stuff? That’s so cool!! You really mean there’s magic within this world?

I’m quite surprised you had no idea of this. I think you may have had such a huge memory loss that you expected. I am beginning to feel pity for your very being existing in such a dangerous world with no idea of how to escape the maze.

Huh?

I’m saying you have to be careful of bandits and other sorts of humans who would try to take advantage. Did you hear something wrong?

Umm no, nothing at all. I really thank you for briefing me on a lot of things I didn’t know. I honestly was joking about

calling you gramps. (smiling nervously) I don’t want to be beheaded on my first day in a fantasy world. I promise I will return the same hospitality you have bestowed upon me.

You don’t need to worry about that kid. Here’s thirty gold coins, it can sustain you for all your troubles.

Micheal leaps from the bed with the pouch in his hand as he counts the gold coins. His eyes beam with excitement as he jumps off and kneels before the duke.

Real gold!!!! I’m in crazy rich. You are my jackpot for real, I will always adore you!!!(eyes lit with adoration).

Here he goes with those weird words, but I can see he is happy, Sarah. Well, our time is up. I will see you someday kid, till the all-father grants his grace on our second meeting.

Is that teleportation magic? That is so cool. Master!! My name… it’s Micheal!!!

Such a weird name. Till we meet again.

The duke and Sarah fade off as a bright beam teleport them leaving magic inscriptions on the ground. Micheal approaches the inscription amazed and finds a book on it. He opens the book and reads the first page as it looked plain with no writings within. A series of words appear in order leaving him astonished.

“For the little brat, let the star of hope be your shield”. How dare he call me a brat? At least he really was the best.

Micheal smiles as he hugs the book close to his chest. I feel like this is the best I could ever want. I can’t wait to start the magic lessons. Okay, calm down Micheal. Deep breaths, LET’S DO THIS!!(opening the first chapter).

“150 pushups, 150 sit ups, 15km run,150 planks every day”

What the absolute f***!!!

END OF EPISODE THREE.