44 New World?

A/N: To support me, pls donate and subscribe

Paypal: bit.ly/kaioshinpaypal

Patreon: patreon.com/KAIOSHIN

YouTube channel: Kaioshin Theorizer

youtube.com/@kaioshintheoriesandanalysi7427

______________________________________________

(A/N: I don't know if I already mentioned if Riser drank the essence. But for the story flow to continue normally. He did. Essence of the Binder. )

An interdimensional journey would be a surreal and disconcerting experience. Imagine yourself suddenly enveloped in an ethereal mist, where the colors of the world around you begin to distort and blend in a hypnotic dance. The sensation of movement is almost indescribable, as if you are being pulled and pushed simultaneously in all directions. The environment around you feels fluid and unstable, with distorted shapes and landscapes passing by in a fast blur.

Sounds are distorted and echo strangely, as if coming from multiple directions at once. As the journey progresses, you may feel a strange sense of displacement, as if being ripped from one reality and thrust into another. Emotions fluctuate between fascination and apprehension as you wonder where you are being taken and what you will find on the other side.

It's a journey that defies human understanding, where time and space merge in a chaotic dance. As the journey comes to an end, you are thrust into a new world, a new reality, where anything is possible and nothing is certain.

**

In my case, I fell face-first to the ground and nearly ate grass trying to adjust to what had happened to me, the sensations, and trying to process everything was unimaginable. Even with the impressive capability possessed by the Archmage's essence, namely, the genius intellect, it was like trying to catch water with a sieve.

Sigh*

I pick myself up from the ground and begin to clean myself off, not noticing my surroundings. When I finally finish cleaning myself off with magic, I look around and realize I'm in an empty park, and it's nighttime. Probably in the middle of the night.

I don't take long to notice a woman apparently injured in front of me, moving very slowly in my direction. My cheeks start to blush, without necessarily using my acting skills. After all, she saw me fall face-first to the ground, in such a pathetic manner. I move toward the injured woman, whom I vaguely recognize as one I had seen before.

As soon as I am close enough to see her pointed ears, she falls forward, collapsing onto my chest. I feel her with an absurdly low amount of energy in her body. I also know she's not alive per se.

I pick up this woman and carry her to a small, barely abandoned cabin. Upon entering this place and touching her, I feel a burning sensation in my hand. I cast a small Bounded Field, to detect someone approaching, to conceal, as well as attaching a spell to ward off non-magical beings.

I look around and see a bed covered in dust, I cast a cleaning spell over the entire house as well as cleaning the bed. I'm lucky to always have my Iron Man nano-machine suit on me. Of course, a version capable of working with magic and magical enchantments for protection. Using a mixture of Adamantite, Uru, and mithril. I'll fake an ID card for myself. I quickly glance at the projection generated by my wristwatch. And I end up checking if there's internet access. To my dismay, even the phone signal was horrible in the area. Well, we were in the middle of nowhere at the moment so...

A knife pressed against my neck. Putting me in a very complicated situation.

"Now. Who are you?" asked a sickeningly sweet voice behind me.

"Just someone who was caught and thrown into this city by mistake. But my name is Riser Phenex. And yours, miss?"

"My name doesn't matter. What I want to know is why a high-grade mage who possesses so much Prana that it creates a Prana distortion around him is in this city."

"I'm a devil, not a human." I affirm to the woman who still has her curved knife pressed against me.

"A devil. Mhmmm. Interesting, I've never seen a specimen like you~. Is there anything else you're hiding from me?" The woman started to make an even sweeter voice.

"Well, that's basically it. But I clearly know what's going on in the city. The Holy Grail War." The knife pressed even harder against my neck. Making me move back a bit, although I believe my Logia form could dodge it. But to let her believe she mastered the situation, I did nothing, and just waited for her.

"Do you have a wish?" asked the woman who had left the knife since the beginning of the conversation.

"Just to be able to return home. I was thrown here without my consent. so I'm not very keen on staying here. In this world."

"What do you mean by world? Because home is a dimension like Olympus?"

"Diabolical Underworld." I affirm to her, where is my home.

"Very well. Devil. I'll use you until I don't need to anymore. Just as I believe you'll do the same, Magus." The woman affirmed with acceptance.

"I prefer to keep my name for now, but you can call me Caster." The woman finished removing the knife from my neck, allowing me to stand up and look at her. ["She probably sees me as someone who isn't involved in the war. Just needs her to return home."]

"Very well. I believe we can work together then?" I ask the woman. Medea, the tragic witch of betrayal. When looking at Medea, what catches my attention first are her deep, bright eyes as if they contain ancient and mysterious secrets. She has an ethereal and enigmatic beauty, with long purple hair cascading over her delicate shoulders. Her bearing is elegant and graceful, but there is an aura of contained power emanating from her, as if she is always ready to act with determination.

Dressed in attire that mixes the, Medea exudes a unique and captivating presence. Her face is marked by a serene expression, but there is an intensity in her gaze that reveals her sharp intelligence and unwavering determination. Every move she makes is carefully calculated, every word she speaks is loaded with meaning.

Beneath the surface of her calm exterior, I know there is a formidable power that she wields with skill and dexterity. She is a skilled sorceress, capable of manipulating the magical forces around her to achieve her goals. But I also sense an aura of loneliness and challenge around her, as if she carries the weight of her past choices and the consequences of her actions.

Medea is a complex and fascinating figure, an intriguing blend of beauty, intelligence, and power. Upon seeing her, I feel compelled to get to know her better, to unravel the mysteries that surround her story and discover what motivates her on her journey. She is more than just a powerful sorceress; she is a captivating character in a world full of dangers and possibilities.

"Yes, let's work together until the end of the Holy Grail War."

"What do you think about making a contract with me. I know you can't trust me, but if we both have a contract, there will be no problem for either of us. Okay?" I affirm to Medea even though I know about her Rule Breaker. ["I wonder if he has the ability to break the contract between us. Made by a Lucifer ability."] I think to myself, but I see Medea nodding her head with a smile.

After we agree on the contract setup, we both nod, which Medea didn't expect, and see the contract dissolve in flames, binding us both by the soul.

(A/N: Medea won't be able to break the devil's contract. Although with Riser's power to seduce someone... anyway, I've already thought about who will be the Lancer in this Holy Grail War, and yes. It will be Marisbury Animusphere, he will use the Fate system to summon a demigod Lancer... no, it's not Cú Chulainn. The servant will be able to fight head-on with Gilgamesh and even be able to win. It's worth mentioning that the Fate system feeds him with enough energy to make him very, very powerful. And the Servant will be summoned at his best stage.)