27 So, You're Dead

"…."

"So, what do you think? Creative right, no need for you to praise me" the altar felt proud of its actions.

"…."

Roland was at a loss for words.

Speechless.

"Sometimes I even shock myself because of how brilliant I am. I mean, there's none like me. I'm one of a kind. Many wish to have my level of brilliance but the closest they've gotten to my level is in their dreams".

"..."

"Enough about me. We'll have other moments for that. Now where was I?..."

"Journey" after being silent for some time, Roland spoke up.

"Ah, yes. It's a lot of work to explain everything, so I'll just highlight the main points for now. Hopefully.

First thing, you're dead. Kind of. I'm sure you what transmigration is. No need to explain. You died and got sent over to a time that's fictional for 21st century humans as I stated before. Yada yada yada.

But, for your case it's tricky. Not going to get too detailed. That's for another time. Here, where we both are is called 'The Club'. It's a gateway to entering dimensions. I must congratulate you on being the first person to come here. Yeah it's a gateway but that doesn't mean it's open to everyone."

"I'm somewhat confused. I'm lost. Everything sounds nonsensical. I came here through a trap door located under a bed." Roland voiced his doubts and confusion.

"Yes, even I think that the placement of that door was a bad idea but it was not placed there by 'the creator, but humans to mark its location. Many have come and perished and overtime it was deemed as the devil's lair. It's engraved with writings to warn those who stumble upon it by chance. Didn't you have trouble coming here? How long did you walk down those stairs? It's an infinite loop that 'the creator' caused to confuse anyone who managed to stumble upon the entrance.

How you managed to stumble across and get here? Your piss was the reason."

"What?" Roland nearly choked "my piss?"

"Yes. Piss is filled with alot of energy that's enough to make formation masters cry. No matter how powerful a barrier is, just pissing on its core is enough to destroy it" the altar explained.

"Unbelievable...." Roland was beyond shocked.

'What kind of operation is this.....'

"The creator of this place loves to read and is obsessed with the idea of crossing through dimensions that exist only on paper."

"What do you mean?"

"In other words, this gateway is the key to entering fictional worlds. Who doesn't want the ability to enter their favorite stories and be able to rewrite its ending?"

"So, you're saying that I'm in a story?" Roland queried.

"Precisely"

It was a lot to take in. He still had his doubts, but a part of him quickly accepted and before he knew it, he found himself accepting everything for what it was.

"The Creator', over the years has modified the gateway and its layout has Incorporated things from your time and so there's a variety of forms of literature that's there to choose from, with this old one as the key.

Right now, your journey will officially begin".