Unfortunately Lucky

The grass stood still, shining despite no water glazing down it. Chirps and the sounds of wind breezing can be heard yet none of them seemed to be present. Trees surrounded the area, some had holes while others wore different bark. The only thing they had in common was that they watched the events unfold with unwavering eyes.

Now, why am I giving a whole description right now? I have no idea.

"Not bad" I gargled and spat out saliva with a mix of blood.

"You don't deserve forgiveness"

"Funny" I cracked my neck "Would you say the same thing if I was female?"

"Uh-" Is this guy really considering?

I dashed in and popped his skull back with a hook before stepping back "Your one helluva pedophile aren't ya?'

He was clueless as to what I meant. I don't have a good eye when it comes to judging people (Maybe that's why I get those complaints of what I look like when I'm describing things). But when you have a horde of women following your lead, I don't care if this guy has sexual relations with them or not. He's a pedophile in my eyes, through and through. Maybe I can change that belief if I offered some sympathy, but I doubt that day would come.

I picked up my bracelets, clanging them together in a rhyming chime.

"L" I could hear him mutter, I don't know what that is but I can't let him get first strike.

I threw them at him, he managed to block the first one but the second one whacked his forehead. Didn't do much but he flinched, that's all I needed.

"SACRED BARRIER" He yelled, nothing happened. I have no idea why he said that.

"Magic ain't solving all your problems" I say as I lodged my fist into his mouth, I didn't use a boxing technique to throw that punch.

Felt his teeth dislodged as it went in, pulled it out and landed a body blow. That really hit the spot.

He stepped to the side to snatch his sword. I rushed in and he did a horizontal slash but I slid under that. I don't know how I reacted to it that quickly, maybe this whole situation has sharpened my senses. I twisted my body around and jumped back as he tried to swing at me again. This kid is relentless.

I threw in a couple flicker jabs before grabbing his sword, he isn't letting go and neither am I.

"Hands off!" He struggled.

"If only it was that easy" I hit the side of his chest with my knee, he managed to withstand that. He hit my liver and I faltered which was my biggest mistake. I lost grip of the sword and he kicked me to the ground.

He tried to stab my stomach but I blocked it with my hands, I am so glad this blade is just a few inches short. I kicked him off me and hastily got up. I pulled my hands out the blade, this is a pretty deep cut. I can see through it sorta. I threw it to the side. I can use them, I'm not done yet.

"Who sent you? The Kingdom? Or-"

"JUST SHUT UP" I swung a hook to his temple.

His legs bent slightly but his eyes were still focused "LET ME SPEAK DAMMIT" He finally raised his voice and he clobbered me with a right.

We started exchanging blows, I could've avoided some but I was being a bit too reckless.

I threw a feint then a right hook but he caught that and kicked my legs off the ground, so he ain't all bark. He's actually pretty good.

"DIE" He yelled as he tried to land a finishing blow while I was in the air, surprised he managed to say that so quickly.

I twisted my body and kicked his throat "Dora" my voice was a bit raspy when I said that. No clue why I said that at all.

He flew into a tree, I did not think I was this strong.

I ran up to him and tried to kick him but he moved out of the way so I hit the tree instead. Did a backflip in order to cover some ground between us (I thought he was gonna throw another punch but this works).

"You came from the Kingdom right?" And he's talking again, I'm not in the condition to fight so I guess I have to bear through this.

"And what if I said no?"

"DON'T PLAY DUMB-" He spluttered "Don't play dumb with me" He repeated his sentence but completed it this time.

"I'm not being dumb" I walked around him, stopping at a certain point "I'm being honest"

"Tch"

"You think you're the only one who got sent to this world. Well you're damn wrong"

"There's other people?" That piqued his curiosity.

"I don't want to spoon feed you answers" I cracked my knuckles "If you want them, you better earn them"

I clapped my hands "Galactic Crush" I bluffed.

"FIRE BLASTS" He aimed his hands at both sides, nothing happened. I don't know if he's saying it for the crack. But I got him.

"NAIVE MONKEY!" I blurted out (he wasn't a monkey in the first place). I rammed into him, and because of my genius plan of stepping to the side.We fell down a slope.

This fight doesn't seem magical in the slightest, I completely forgot how magic battles worked in anime. Did I foresee that there would be trees planted on a slope? No, no I didn't. I felt like those balls in a pinball machine.

"GET OFF ME" Farko yelled as he grabbed my head, I felt a severe headache.

"BASTARD" I couldn't see where I hit him but my thumb pierced something squishy.

He let go of his hand and kicked me back in a tree, I don't even know how long we fell. I landed on my neck but I'm fine.

"ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?!" Farko breathed frantically, he's wobbling like mad. Oh I gouged his eye out, lucky me.

"YOUR GODDAMN RIGHT" I yelled back, my legs were shaking. I ripped some small rock out on my thigh.

There were rocks everywhere, did we fall off a cliff? Doesn't matter, keep living Jack. This pedophile is still standing.

I dashed in and hit him with a one-two. I switched stances, lowering my hands. I'll play defensive for now.

He tried to imitate a jab but you can tell he didn't put a lot of effort into it. Weaved to the side and landed a liver blow before slipping back.

"That style..." He was about to say something but I hit him with a straight. He faltered but something told me that he isn't gonna fall so I stepped back, I was right as he blindly swung his fists.

"You're from my world!" He finally pieced it together.

"Well no shit" I steadied my fist "Getting your ass whooped by a style known in our World. Feels nostalgic doesn't it?!" I threw in an overhand right and he flew back, sprawling on the rocky ground.

I think those words struck him quite deeply, I'm pouring salt on mental wounds.

"Nostalgia?" He giggled, oh this is not gonna end well.

I loosened my fists and breathed deeply. He's coming.

He stood up, he's laughing now "NOSTALGIA?! WHAT'S SO NOSTALGIC ABOUT TRAUMA?!"

I stood my ground.

"YOU PEOPLE LIVE YOUR HAPPY LIVES, THERE AND HERE. WE SUFFERED FOR THIS. WE DESERVE THIS" He's gripping his hands so tightly to the point that their bleeding "AND IM NOT GONNA LET YOU RUIN EVERYTHING I CALLED HOME AND FAMILY"

He probably went through several flashbacks before coming to this mindset, psychology will never be my best suit.

But I got my own issues with him. If he wants to brawl then have at it. I'm Zendritch, my bloodline is good at this kind of stuff.

We collided our fists, I felt my knuckles crack. He landed a blow to the ribs, he definitely broke some. I decided to return the favour, I'm not going down. So what if I die? I can always come back, but the thought of this guy winning and getting some fancy reward. Is just pissing me off.

I messed up my footwork so I stumbled a bit. He took that opportunity to slam me down with a downward punch. I hit a little breakdance to get his legs off the ground and got up. He didn't get up all the way and ran up to me using his legs and hands. I leaned back and leaned forward and sent his head back with an overhand right, he's wide open.

Blinded by rage, he took out some potion and tried to throw it at me but I grabbed it and smashed it in his face. Some weird dark purple liquid splashed on his face, he curled in pain but didn't fall. Now he's wide open.

I got in my stance and threw in a barrage of flicker jabs, each leaving its own scratch. I knew that this wouldn't be enough to knock him down so I decided to take some inspiration. I cranked up a straight, it was wide enough so he should see this coming. He did see in coming and covered his face, but that was a feint. I knelt over and sent his body up with an uppercut to the chin. If this guy watched some decent anime then he should know damn well what's coming next.

I only had a brief moment to look at his eyes, he did not know what was coming next.

I started shifting my weight side to side, rotating like an infinity symbol, revving my engine. This is how you do it right? It's my first time doing it in an actual fight. As soon as his head was at the right height, I started swinging. His head bopped right and left with each hook, this is tiring but it's worth it. Don't stop Jack, keep going. My legs were creaking, I felt my muscles rip. Blood was covering my fist, I tore the skin on my knuckles. I felt nauseous, I want to vomit. I held my breath and kept going, I can't be to sure on how dense this kid is.

I don't know how, but he slipped back from one of my blows. I'm sorry, how? I saw his eyes, they had some shield icon on them, is that plot armour?

"PETTY TRICKS AIN'T GONNA WORK ON ME" It wasn't petty, that's a real technique. I saw the punch coming at me. But the position I was in, I couldn't dodge it.

I got countered by this kid, I almost passed out. What the hell? How do you slip away Mid-Dempsey? Is that even possible?

Of course it's possible, don't base your knowledge from your world. This is a completely different one, different rules and laws. This might be a lot coming from me but, I should have seen this coming.

He rammed into me, I tried to elbow his back but he didn't falter and eventually I felt my mind drift off as I hit a wall behind my back.

"HRNG" He made a weird sound and slammed my head against the stone, I felt my skull crack and my mind spazzing out.

I threw a hook to this temple again and he stumbled, I moved my head out the way as he tried to go for a headbutt. I can see the huge crack forming on the rock behind me, what the hell is this kid's head made out of?

He went for another one but I retaliated by headbutting him back.

I broke my nose, but that isn't gonna stop me. I pushed him back but he grabbed me and- FUCKING HELL.

"NOW WE'RE EQUAL" He smiled as he wiggled his thumb inside my head. He stabbed through my eye.

I pushed him back and he fell to the ground, I followed shortly after. I held my head, there's so much blood. it hurts, it hurts so much. I stood up, he stabbed something else. My vision is blurry, I can still see him. I still got this.

I took a step forward and stumbled, it was just your eye Jack. Quit being overdramatic.

"Wow it's working so quickly" He shot up to his feet, he put something in me.

I slammed my fist against the wall, I can still fight. I don't want to die, I may have found peace with my last one. But that doesn't apply to this case.

"The poison you threw at my eyes, I have immunity against it" I don't know what he's doing, he has his hand against his head "Made it to fit my tastes. GET IT?!" I don't get it at all.

My body won't listen to me, I tried to speak but I felt like I was choking on something. I can't describe the pain because I can't even feel it, the sound of my blood flowing has taken over most of my hearing. He's coming. C'mon Jack, MOVE. You're not cut in half so please.

"Agh" I fell down, guess I can move. Is this what it's like to go against someone with plot armour, I hit him in the temple twice. TWICE, and all he did was throw acid inside my eyes and throw in some punches.

The ground feels off.

Everything slowed down. Is some God punishing me? No, don't blame petty stuff on holy figures. GET UP JACK. YOU UNFORTUNATE CUNT, GET THE HELL UP.

"I'm not dying here" I got my leg up, I don't know why I'm forcing myself to speak "I won't"

"Same here" He's stumbling as well, he was bluffing about the immunity thing after all.

We wobbled towards each other before punching each other softly, I tumbled back.

It felt like two drunk men were fighting outside a bar.

The ground was shaking.

Farko pushed me to the ground, something stabbed me from behind when I landed. I think I was unfortunate enough to land on a sharp rock.

He plucked out a piece of stone from the wall "I hope I will forget you for as long as I win"

I coughed out blood, it tasted nice "Not gonna let me say my final words?"

He struggled to take a step forward "Like hell I would say that"

I laid down and looked up into the sky, there were no clouds "Going up"

A moment later I found myself up in the air, I don't know what caused it but it doesn't matter. Luck must have been on my side just this once as I saw some debris shot through Farko's legs. My mind pulled back its consciousness after I brutally landed on the ground, legs first. I must have done it by instinct.

I laid there for god knows how long, my legs were fucked up. Hell, one of the bones on my leg decided to stab my neck, it didn't hit anything vital I think, so I'm fine. I don't know how I'm still alive, or the fact that I'm still moving. My arms were fucked up, I can see hard white stuff popping out. It's definitely my bones, I saw him in the distance. I think that's him, I'm using his black air forces for reference. He's still alive, he's gonna get up and do whatever he's gonna do to me. I can't let him have that.

I started crawling to him, I felt everything now. I was shivering, the pain was beyond awful. Almost delightful, it's tingling all over my body. It's the only thing that's keeping me alive. I eventually got there, got on top of him. I sat up, breaking more bones in the process. He looked broken, but he's warm. So I just started punching him, they were soft. I could tell that if I got hit by one of these I wouldn't even notice. But I kept going.

Every muscle begged me to stop but I kept on going. I don't find anything wrong with this really, it's his fault that I'm suffering. Yeah, that Writer Thing is the whole reason I'm here in the first place. But because of this kid, a kid who thinks that women can't do anything wrong. He's the reason I am suffering, I'm making sure he's paying the full price for his actions.

My mind is drifting away, I'm not dying but I'm thinking of other stuff. Memories are replaying in my head, my body was acting on its own.

It was my friend that Introduced me to anime, I was called an idiot for calling it cartoons once.

"This shit is the new hype nowadays" That's what he said "Especially this Reincarnation genre"

I thought it would be nice, I watched one and it was good, amazing actually. I forgot the plot so sadly I can't say much, then more popped up. And the originality died down, I'm supposed to relate to an orphan? First of all I'm not even adopted, and that goes to everyone I know.

Later on I got jealous, of fictional characters. That's the most embarrassing thing to say so I boarded it up with fake excuses. Propaganda or Cheat skills? I couldn't give a shit about those. But, a random nobody becomes a special somebody in another world, what kind of fate is that? That's just promoting the idea that dying is good, it's not. Death is unknown, it might be different for everyone.

I gotta say, I almost fell down the cliche route. I didn't get enough points to get into college, I was so close but it wasn't enough. But I didn't give up, I struggled to get that boring job with a suspiciously high paycheck. That boring job isn't so boring if you can sleep during it, I was planning to have a bell so anyone could wake me up but the superiors denied it (It was probably Riyul who declined the request).

I kept going, adding more oomph with each punch. I could only see red, and white if I focused enough. He's still breathing, just die. Give up already! You got nothing to this world, you can probably revive or maybe regress. That's better, so quit breathing.

I grabbed him by the neck with both hands and choked him, I couldn't get the grip so I went back to hitting him. More of my bones were beginning to pop out, I don't want to die just yet. I'm not going until this guy is dead.

My arms stopped working, so I moved back slightly and started smashing his head with my head, I'm not letting this guy make a move. His eyes were twitching. They shrunk back in fear and were curling back. Just a little bit more, he's almost dead. He's getting colder, I have this. I got this!

Something dragged me back, I retaliated smacking the back of my head on whoever it was. But it still kept clinging onto me.

"JACK. ITS ME, QUIT IT" That's a familiar static voice.

"GET OFF ME" I struggled with all my might, it didn't look like it.

"BULLVIK, A LITTLE HELP HERE WOULD BE NICE" Oh wait, that's Zendritch.

"Yeah on it" I can't see them, I can't see anything. It's so blurry, I tried blinking but I couldn't.

"You good?" Zendritch turned me around "Oh you are not good"

"No shit. How is he still alive?" Bullvik asked.

"Let's do something first before asking questions" Zendritch laid me on the floor, I can't move my body.

"Does he have anything?" Zendritch called out.

"Can't we just use magic?" Yeah that's a good question Bullvik.

"That System gave him some reality ability. I doubt his world had any magical stuff in it" Oh, that's why. No wonder Farko couldn't use his abilities. I cancelled them.

"Right"

I heard them beating the living shit out of Farko, I thought they were searching for what was on him. It's a hassle to keep these eyes open.

"How about this?"

"That shit is the same colour on his eyes, looks like acid"

I can't breathe, I don't want to keep holding on. But I have to, I can't breathe. My eyes hurt (Even though I didn't have one of them), I feel like something is eating them. Nibbling away on the crust before going for the real dessert.

"Jack just, uh" Bullvik was struggling to find the words "Just hold on"

"How much stuff did he put inside of him?" Zendritch complained.

"What about this green one?"

"That'll work"

I can't see, I hear the waves. They feel dull, I just hang on Jack. Don't die at the last moment, just reach for it.

"So do we just let him drink it"

"Yeah quit hesitating" I heard Zendritch snatch something "C'mon open up"

"Do it slowly" Bullvik advised.

"I'll try" Judging from the tone of voice, Zendritch isn't even gonna do the bare minimum.

He made me chug whatever it was, tasted foul (I can't pinpoint the taste). It went down smoothly.

"Hey some of it is pouring out of his chest" Bullvik pointed out. Ok I take that back, it's not going smoothly.

"Yikes" Zendritch, you could've made a better reaction than that.

As soon as I calmed down, damn. Wow, I never felt this fatigued ever since. I coughed out blood.

"Praise be to the Almighty. Grant those who face uncertainty with guidance" Bullvik said something, I can't reference that to any of the cliche skills I heard before.

Their voices dulled and so did my sight, I think I'm passing out. The last thing I saw was them looking at each other. I couldn't describe their faces.

I couldn't hear them anymore. I couldn't see them anymore. I was just trapped in my own thoughts, maybe I would get sent back to that boat. Or where I left off on that island, at least Farko is dead. I feel really proud about that, you don't need a whole twelve chapters to describe your hate for someone. A paragraph is enough, if you have your own bias that is.

So what now? I felt like I beat the final boss (I cringed at the fact I used gamer terminology for my own suffering). But like, right off that bat? I mean seriously, who suffers on day one? I feel like there's someone out there who did, but I'm to dumb to think of who it is.

I want to go home, I really do. I just can't get my mind to focus on it, I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't feel like myself, a part of me is still back on that highway. He's struggling and crawling to keep a broken promise. I feel empty, I never really picked up on it when I first got here or when I woke up in that void. Maybe I'm just going mad, that could explain why. King Lear almost regained his sanity after sleeping, if only his caring daughter didn't get hanged moments later.

I hope things calm down, I don't want all this rush. I just got here man and after what I did, I think I deserve a break. I'm thinking of the kingdom in this world, it should be like what they portray in the mangas and anime's. Just your typical mediaeval kingdom, there's gonna be the usual "Adventures Guild" place. I don't wanna sign up there, I wanna try to focus on getting home.

I'm gonna stop my inner monologue and take a rest, yeah. Maybe that's for the best.