1 Chapter 1-I am Sword Blade
"Truly a successful mortal has somebody behind his or her success. Power, wealth, fame comes hand in hand when ones desire burns with passion; love is in every passion. Love happens in everybody, unknowingly or knowingly we do love something or somebody and so a push is just so needed to move in an unknown journey."-Mr. earthling
Its true, Brother, but only if you work for it, sitting in your home reading light novels, watching anime's and playing ero-ero games, 18 hours a day, doesn't make you successful.
I would have been happy, if I got some memory of special soldier or at the least a responsible Man, but What I got is a loser; a 30 years old idiot, who only knows how to dream being a protagonist of some fantasy novels. His thoughts are-
"I want to marry a beautiful girl, beautiful in my requirement is as beautiful as an elf. I heard they are kind, loyal and sweet, but before that I wanted to find a girlfriend, we will love each other, we will have our times, yet we overcome them and finally get married. Till now, none of the girls get on my list. The girls of my age are very fickle, they are not my type. Nonetheless none of them came for me, they got ashamed of my handsomeness. I went for some older types, they giggled and went away, I thought they already have somebody nonetheless, I tried to flirt with a maid and she called me a 'kid' such humiliation, I vowed that day I have to find a beautiful wife."
"I then set my sights on younger ones, I thought because of my handsomeness they will jump right away, but they asked for money, money is not a problem for me, I can buy them chocolates, I can buy them fancy clothes, but no, they want a magic car. For the sake of the planet,. I always travel by foot, yet they want a magic car, how could that be possible, I educated them, conveyed my feelings and then they call me an 'Uncle' how could that be, me a handsome man to be called an 'Uncle' impossible."
"I didn't lose hope, consistency is the key to success, as usual I went for a hotel there I saw a Soldier Uncle surrounded by beautiful girls, not that beautiful, but he was surrounded by girls, me the handsome, didn't even have a girlfriend and yet a pig have that many girls."
One of his greatest dreaming material, if he knows there is a legend of elven empress, cutting thousands of men's dick just because they had dark thought towards her loyal subjects, he wouldn't have thought so.
Its been 5 years since I am watching his life as I sleep, I still remember that day when in my dream a man said to me-
"Brother, I leave my dreams to you"
From that day onwards I am forced to interpret every thought into the way an earthling imagines. This world have all the technology which a 21st century earth have, though many are modified or discarded due to Gods wishes.
I am not sure if I have changed in any way, but his will still remains, I cannot converse with him, but he can affect my thoughts; from the novels I have dreamed about I have maximum degree of freedom.
From the novels I could infer I may be a 'hero' who saves the world; but the 'hero' is starving for a days meal. My parents kicked me out of my house, they said to me live my own life. They didn't even give me a penny. They also sold our house and went away leaving few words of farewell.
I am grateful for their kindness, but leaving me behind after few words of farewell is bit hurtful.
Many parents in our village did the same, they say it is a type of custom, when the children are at the age of 14, they leave them alone and go on a pilgrimage.
Though this pilgrimage could be death journey, they still have to follow the customs, if not there are rumours of many village people falling ill, and succumbing to death.
I am travelling with many children who is travelling for the same purpose. it is imperative to join the army after one have reached the age of 16.
Many becomes adventures and mercenaries during these 2 years. From our seniors, I have heard those who had worked as adventurers or mercenary have higher chance of survival, than those who haven't done a thing.
I think it is because most of the weaklings die in the missions they undertake, no job is easy and without danger and the rest who join can survive and can adapt more naturally.
As for the writing jobs, they are only caught by top brains who passes in one try. There is only one chance, when one reaches the age of 14. It could be unfair, but life is unfair.
I am going to join the Mercenary.
Mr. earthling thoughts surfaced on my mind as I imagined my future-
"I will hold his big golden thighs(big shots), then I will surpass him and make him hold my shoes, I will become a great general, then the princess will please me, countess and duchess will please me, I can even court a royal elf. Those beauties are waiting for me; for the greater cause of all those beauties in the history, I will have to make a rush."
It lightens my mood with Mr. Earthling's imagination.
In Blue stone city-
Travelling for five days I reached blue stone city along with my companions, we parted ways when we reached the entrance.
Tavern of soul wolf mercenary-This guild has a very big emblem of a wolf head in smoke showing its fang, I watched it for a while; with the recommendation letter which my father got me, from who knows where, I entered the tavern. The first thought which comes in my mind is a beautiful receptionist.
I will blink my eyes, she will smile, I will go on a mission, she will give me a kiss. I will return after a dangerous mission and she and I will roll on a bed.
I am sorry I cant do anything about my thoughts, When I started to have dreams I really wanted to, go to the temple, but I remembered people being burnt for the charge of ghost possessing them.
One day our Village priests passed by me, but they couldn't notice an abnormality from me, for insurance I entered our temple but nothing happened. From then I kept it my secret.
An obese aunty is in front of me, mine beautiful dreams, they went away as if a swan is flying away leaving an ugly duckling behind.
Giving me a wink she said "young man cheer up, I am here for you"
My mood got worse as she tapped into my thoughts, yet I should show respect for the elderlies.
With a smile I said-
"I am fine, aunty"
"oh what a cute boy"
"aunty, it should not be cute boy, it should be handsome man, you understand"
"So my handsome man, What is your name"
"I am Sword Blade"
'who will perhaps one day will become a Hero.'
