Chapter 1: It's that kind of story!?

The ground is shaking.

The ground is shaking?

The ground shook me so violently, I woke up. I woke up? Yes, I did. But fate disagrees, it seems starting today I will live in an eternal slumber. It was dark and nothing else. There's something I have to report, it seems I have become blind. I want to apologize to my parents, it seems this unfilial son won't be able to take care of you guys in the future. Is this some kind of twisted joke by the gods? Oh gods, how could you be like this? Please have mercy on this pitiful soul.

The ground suddenly shook so violently I hit my head on something. I forgot about that, did I ever tell you the ground is shaking? With my superior intellect I can conclude that this hard ground is not my bed, nor it's the floor of my room. It's made of wood, judging from the smell I can conclude that this is a mahogany type wood, usually grown in North America. I am joking of course, I know nothing about wood and the only wood I know is mahogany because it's popular in games.

I can hear the sounds of horses, whips and people's voices. Am I in a carriage? That seems… improbable? Who uses carriage in this day and age? Not to mention these thick shackles on my hands, are we in medieval times? Not that I can see the shackles though. Let's calm down and think about this slowly, I don't think my friends and families are the type to do things like this. Some of them are mischievous, sure, but this is borderline crime and there's no reason to take it this far.

I could be kidnapped, that seems pretty reasonable. If I am kidnapped, there would be a reason for them to lock my arms and legs. The mouth gag and blindfold would be explained that way too. Eh..? Did I not say it before? I am not blind, I got blindfolded. That would also explain why there is someone sitting next to me this whole time. If you are a normal person sitting beside a handcuffed person, make a joke!

Someone who is so determined to kidnap someone to the point they would break into someone's home in the middle of the night is surely not right in the head. They would have the expertise, support and motive good enough to kidnap me without anyone noticing. Are they some part of a terrorist organization? All this time, I could hear someone talking but while the language seemed familiar, I couldn't grasp what they were saying. The terrorist organization theory seems more plausible now. But why me? I am just a normal person. Could it be that my parents are secretly someone important? That's impossible... I think. I just hope they didn't torture me or anything like that, pain is something I am not good with. Avoidance of pain is almost a requirement for any modern human, so it's not like I am a coward or something like that, it's just normal! Although if you think about it, something is strange. At this point where anything bad could happen to me, how do I stay so calm?

Well there's no use in thinking about it now. Calm is good. By being calm I can make decisions based on logic not emotion. At a state of emergency, calmness is important. It's just a little fearful, I am sure I am quite an emotional person. Could it be that I am injected with something? I read in books that terrorists use drugs to brainwash people, am I in the process of being brainwashed? Wuooh, that's scary as hell! Could it be that they are using me as a soldier to fight in another country? I don't want to die yet! I haven't met the woman of my dreams, I don't want to die a virgin!

Suddenly, the ground came into an abrupt halt. Have we arrived at our destination? Someone is pulling me roughly, so rude. I can walk by myself, you know. Not that I can say anything about it though.

"Get down."

It's... understandable? Huh, weird. I am sure it is not any language I recognize, but somehow I could understand what they were speaking. It is a weird feeling for sure. It's like having an auto translator translating everything directly to your brain.

Not long after that, my blindfold was taken off. Finally! It's... a castle!? I think it is. It looks similar to those buildings you see in medieval documentaries. Built using rocks, pulled gates, and torches. Have I been kidnapped to a faraway country? This doesn't look like any modern city at all. Those terrorist guys are good... Not only are they kidnapping me but also taking the time to smuggle me into a foreign country? Am I going to be made a slave? Soldier might be bad enough, but a slave? That's a big no no. What if I get whipped? It will hurt so bad. This is bad, really bad, I have to escape.

I struggled for a bit, trying to break free of the chains binding me. I am a person of the 21st century, with my supreme intelligence, this kind of measly chain can't restrict me forever. I will show you what it means to be humans whose freedom is their nature!

Yep, this is impossible. The only thing I got was stares from other people. Hey, it's not my fault that I don't have that kind of inhuman strength or any kind of knowledge in lockpicking. That's not something normal humans have. Although these chains aside, I must wonder, am I really on earth that I know?

Walking for some time, there are few things I have noticed. The clothes, including mine are something only seen in historical movies or documentaries. The clothes that all of us are wearing are coarse and harsh, while the big looking person who is leading us is wearing better clothes but not to the point how modern clothes are made. They were strange, it seems there is a part of it which resembles how modern clothes look but there are also parts which were ancient. It looks like someone who had an experience on how modern clothes look but didn't have the necessary experience so the result is some mixture between both. Wait, what do you mean by "us" you ask? It seems that I am not alone in this journey to hell. There are other people in the same position as I am, we were basically bound together. The guy sitting next to me in the carriage is in the same situation as me! It's not sinister to be happy, okay! At least if I die I won't be alone!

The strange part comes later, to put it simply, their hair color is unique. I personally never seen someone with bright red hair before, or someone young with white silverish hair. How about someone with dark navy hair? It's weird, very weird. I tried not to think about it before but I couldn't help but wonder. Where the hell am I?

After walking on a long hallway, we were finally led into a large room. The first thing that comes to mind is that the room is bright. There were chandeliers hanging from above, gold decorations everywhere. Not only that, people here are definitely wearing something far higher quality than we are.

"We have arrived, your majesty."

The person who led us suddenly spoke and bowed. I assume that the person he's bowing to is the leader of this place. Is he a king or something? He definitely looks like one. With a crown on his head and those important looking outfits. Could this be... that?

The king stood up and loudly announced, "We welcome our heroes who will save the world from the grasps of demons!"

It's that cliche after all!?