Capítulo 1: I Awoke in a World Another
The rain. He heard it right before he woke and opened his eyes.
"Grass?" He thought, whilst recollecting the past night.
He knew he slept on his bed, his hard-cushioned bed. He knew he slept where rain was not able, and yet? Grass gave the back of his head sharp grazes, an uncomfortable 'pain' he wanted no longer.
He got up, and with it, he observed his newfound surroundings.
His eyes were met with the green of the plains, trees, a forest far beyond it. The skies were grey yet weren't as grey as did the city he slept under. The smell of the air, though the rain had dramatised it, was so clear, pure, that he could not not be tempted by the 'serenity' of it.
"Where am I?" He questioned, "This is not my home, not by a long shot! Was I kidnapped!? But why put me through the trouble of riding out of that damned city to the country side and not just kill me! Well... Maybe I shouldn't be complaining..."
Gathering from the cloud's greyness, the rain was going to last more than 10 or so minutes. He sat back down on the damp grass ground, wondering why the rain did not him, he looked up.
A tree, specifically the tree's branch (of which had the same girth as a man's body) protected him. "I've never seen a tree with branches like that..." But then he thought; "But who am I to say? I don't know a single thing about trees."
-10 MINUTES PASS-
"The rain's gone."
Indeed was it gone, but the sun was nowhere to be seen. To which he said; "Never knew it was that rainy a season, isn't it October?"
"If only I had my phone-"
[REQUEST INVALID]
A voice, rather deep had rang in his head as though it was inside his ear.
"What...?" More confused than afraid, "Request invalid?"
[PHONE CANNOT BE CREATED: WRONG ERA]
"Wait a second..."
"WHAT IN THE FUCK!?" He, finally recognizing the idea of a voice seemingly in his mind. "WAS A CHIP INSERTED IN MY HEAD!? AM I ELON MUSK'S LAB RAT!? IS THIS NEURALINK!?"
[NO...]
The voice sounded confused.
His heart raced, whilst his mind was stuck thinking of the many scenarios that could and maybe, at that very moment, be happening to him. To then, he eased himself, breathing slow and inhaling as much air as his lungs would allow.
"Ok..." Regaining control of his mind he says; "Voice in my head, who, where, and what are you doing my head?"
[REQUEST INVALID]
"What? What do you mean...?" His heart didn't stop beating fast nigh it even began to beat faster.
[REQUEST INVALID: PROMPT INCORRECT]
"Then what's the correct... Prompt?"
[BY SIMPLY SAYING THE OBJECT OF YOUR WANT]
"I remember that my previous prompt was... A phone. I mean what even could you do?"
[OBJECTS CAN ONLY BE CREATED IF IT EXISTED FROM THE YEARS; 1900 to 1950]
"Created?" He questioned, a comical gulp.
[YES]
"Well hey listen, I'm not that knowledgable in tech but I don't think there's ever been a 3D printer that could replicate something without... Ya know... Electricity? I've also never seen technology about voices in someone's heads. And also, also. Where in the fuck am I?"
[REQUEST INVALID]
He sighed in disbelief whilst his face was disappointed.
"Well hey, why not just suspend disbelief." He fawned his brain to think of something from those times. "Ah! Why not give me an M1 Garand!"
[REQUEST ACCEPTED: CREATING M1 GARAND]
a second after, nothing happened. He just watched the field of grass before him, mesmorized by the earthly smell. But just a blink after, weight was just added to his thighs. He looked down;
"Its an M1 Garand!" He smiled joyously and immidiately went for the gun's handle.
But, a question arose whilst he lined his eye to behind the gun's sights.
*How?*
He lowered the barrel. "This is just a dream right-"
"No, why is it so vivid. I've never had dreams like this." He interjected himself.
"Is this death? The afterlife? What a weird version of Heaven? Hell? Purgatory? Where am I?
[YOU ARE IN AUFERSTAN]
"Land of Auferstan?" He questioned before saying immediately; "You just answered something outside a prompt!"
[REQUEST INVALID]
"..."
"Yeah right..."
He looked onward, to where the green plains where shadowed over by the cloud's grey benevolence.
"Auferstan?" He thought, "Is this a new world? Am I in a coma, with this being a dream?"
But, to no avail, there came no response from 'that' voice. And not to the "Request Inavlid" that he thought would come.
"Free reign." He said. "This world, this power. This gun." I am powerful! Wait-"
He thought deeper; "I don't even know what technology this 'world' (he refers it to) has. But if anything, still am I greatful for such a fanciful dream!"
He got up and stood as if he were a soldier in a march.
"I would like a very stylish looking military uniform!"
[REQUEST GRANTED: SS UNIFORM]
"SS...?" A pause before, "Wait... THAT SS UNIFORM?!" But a blink after, he had worn, full, ironed, and good-smelling the German SS uniform.
[THE SYMBOLS ARE REMOVED]
*Phew
"Hugo Boss." He smirked at himself, feeling the cloth on his arm and breathing in the fresh laundry smell.
"I might as well get some essentials, food and water?"
[REQUEST VAGUE]
"Hmm..."
"Then I'll get an American MRE?"
[REQUEST GRANTED: C-RATIONS AND BOTTLED WATER]
The C-rations he got were not what he expected. It was canned!
"Does this even taste good..." His stomach growled yet his mind detered.
The water container he got was suprisingly cold, he opened the cap and proceeded to drink it's contents. "It's water alright."
-1 HOUR LATER-
With an M1 Garand equipped, a Luger holstered to his right hip, he marched ahead bravely to the forest behind the plain. He was both confused and relieved that the weather was cold, very cold, as in northern cold even though there was not one snowflake in sight. The waters didn't freeze, and it even rained an hour earlier!
But he simply accepted the fact and continued to venture towards the forest.
"They look like pine trees." He remarked as he neared ever closer to the trees.
Stopping a few inches from the tree, he thought; "There isn't a single pine cone in sight. This isn't a pine tree, but it looks like it for sure." Whilst examining it's body, his eyes were then distracted when he saw from the corner of his eyes; "A dirt road!"
A jump of excitement, he hurried onto the road's seemingly muddy path. The road had no barriers and not even the occasional lantern or torch that one would expect.
In his minute journey on the path he encountered small insects, that had such small a size with species he'd never before encountered back home.
"A wolf's footprint?" He looked at the round-like print that was left on the mud road ground. "Or maybe a horses' footprint. It looks too round and too big to be that of a wolf's."
A shadow. It loomed over him and his discovery.
"What-" He turned around nervously with his M1 Garand readied to shoot.
A man? The man got startled when he suddenly moved with his iron object pointed directly at him. "AH!" The man shouted, "Good sir, I mean... I mean no harm...!"
He looked at the man, there was no knife straddled on his hip, no bow to his back nor sword to his hand. His clothing was simple, dirty, and had a farm-look to it.
"Who are you! Identify yourself!" He shouted to them man.
"I'm Alrife! Just Alrife good sir... I didn't mean to alarm you." The man looked very startled, shaking too. But the man was by no means weakily looking, just at a look and one would notice his physical attributes.
"Alright Alrife..." He lowered his gun but backed away a couple of steps, to a reach that the man wouldn't grab hold of his gun. "I... I'm..." He struggled to give himself a name he long knew.
"Why can't I say my name!" He thought. "I know my name, I know my name! Why can't my mouth form my name?!"
The man who stood looking at him was clearly awaiting an answer from someone who look so deep in thought.
"I am Hierd Die Grace."
"What in the name of the man who lives above did I just say?" He questioned himself, "Hierd Die Grace!? What in the fuck is that name!?"
"Ah my Good lord, Hierd Die... Grace..." The man looked troubled reciting the name he just heard. "I want to... Know why you're.... In the Alman Forest..." He said before immidiately saying after; "Ah! Forgive my bluntness, I just... I just don't know how to... Speak... Properly... To you, Good lord."
"I was lost, the path to where I wished be had gone mysteriously. I need your help finding a town for I can lodge." He used his highschool drama days, where English was dramatised to amount serendipitous and fancy.
"Ah... You need lodging good lord?" He looked troubled before saying; "If I have right, my village, which is... Just forward the path which... You currently tread is there at your service..."
"I see, then let us continue then."
"This village... Is this gonna be the same as Gulliver's travels? Or is it gonna be some normal, modern village with a guy just randomly cosplaying as a villager?"
-A FEW MINUTES LATER-
"Nope, it's full on fantasy style..."
The village was very old-looking, and was wooden through out, the village had a couple stone structures but most if not all (as he saw from the path) were wooden.
Hierd came out of the forest, along with Alrife at his front. The villagers who first saw Hierd were interested but what he saw were scared faces.
"Take me to your village head." Hierd blurted out to Alrife.
"If you wish Good Lord, Hierd." Alrife answered with due haste, meaning not to waste time.
The village's main road was expectedly at the middle. The children looked at Hierd with curiosity, the adults were non-the-wiser and too were they curious as they looked at a black-caped man with a hat that had a skull at its mid-point. 'A knight!' One thought. 'A noble!' Another thought. 'A leader!?' Once more another thought! But none were sure of what position the stylish man was in. Neither did they know of his intentions.
At the village head's front door. Hierd picked off the button of his gun's holster, readied for any attack that may come his way. "We're here, Good lord. But please... Wait, I need to... Call the elder..."
Understanding, Hierd simply nodded.
But not a second long the door had already opened.
A old, muscular-looking man, with hairs greyed and pupils grey greeted him.
"Good afternoon, Sir Hierd. I am Naturvege, the Venit Ille village head."
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Powfoom Hello, I made this isekai novel because I can't seem to find other novels with the exact idea I want realized. Though I'm not that good in writing, I just want this kind of concept realized.
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