William loves fantasy and sci-fi genres, the lore and stories intrigue him which he wants to learn more. This interest leads him into playing tabletop games such as D&D to Warhammer franchise ever since he was little. Now, as an adult, this hobby became a part of his life. William's story begins on Saturday night, as he and his friends just finish their quest of slaying the Cult of Damned, but during the final moment in the combat, William's character died, which he wasn't happy after the campaign was over.
As traditional, William burns his character sheet and plans to make new characters for next week's game session. Since his character dies with honor, Dungeon Master (DM) allowed William to make new characters with no restriction. This gave him a rare opportunity, so when William got home, he immediately began to create his new character, after hours of experiment and multiple failures, William finished his new character.
"This is perfect since I can make any character as long as I follow the rulebook, DM can't say 'No' to this. Good thing I saved the digital copy of this class online." With excitement fade away William realized that he is tired and very sleepy, after checking his phone, he realized that it was 3 am in the morning, so after saving his new character sheet in his computer and quick hygiene, he went to bed with accomplishment.
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William woke from his sleep when a sound of metal banging got louder and faster.
"What is making that noise?" When William opened his eyes, the first thing he realized was that he was leaning on something, not laying down in his bed. The second thing was a strange creature in front of him, a humanoid and small as a little kid but with green skin and the ugliest face William has ever seen (but somehow familiar).
The creature was banging William's head with a wooden club and making metal banging noises, this was when a third and final realization came to William as he is now wearing armor from head to toe.
Finally, the creature stopped banging William's helmet and started yelling, in which more creatures appeared from the bushes. Two more creatures came and started talking to each other with a strange language, this was when William realized that these small creatures are goblins. "No freaking way, am I still asleep and having a realistic dream? Or is this real?" William started to wonder if his situation was real or just a dream, but one thing for sure, He has control of his body.
William did what any other people would do, he grabbed two goblins using both of his hands and broke their neck with ease, this surprised him as he didn't know his own strength. For the last goblin, he stood up and kicked the goblin in front of him, the moment William's foot hit the goblin's stomach, it just exploded as if it was hit by a truck. Blood and guts were everywhere, and William dropped two goblins as he understood that he was not dreaming, he killed someone or something and he was for some reason okay with that.
"I guess all those times playing D&D campaigns actually paid off, but if this is not a dream then where am I?" William didn't panic or freak out, but he was surprised due to the armor he was wearing.
He wasn't wearing typical armor like the knight's full plate armor but very futuristic armor with black and white with the symbol of Maltese cross in both of his shoulder plates. It only took William only three seconds to recognize the armor and symbol he was wearing, it is a Space Marine power armor, more specifically an Imperial Fists' Black Templar aka Rogal Dorn's angry boys. This did not make sense to William, because normal humans can't wear or even move due to weight and size unless the wearer is genetically modified Space Marine with gene seeds.
William found an answer to his question, he realized that his body is not the same as his old one, instead of average Joe, he is now 7.5 feet tall and weighing 800 pounds. After a few minutes of little panic and critical thinking, William decided to find a civilization (if there is any) to find more answers. But first, check his equipment in his pouches and weapons. Currently, he has:
[1 Bolt pistol with 4 magazines in belt pouches (10 rounds in each magazine), 1 combat knife (Size of a short sword for normal human), Chainsword and 4 frag grenades.]
'This is not even close to standard Space Marine equipment. I got a Bolt pistol and Chainsword but Space Marines should have at least a standard Boltgun.' William then thought 'What if' and decided to check his new theory by saying "Status!"
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Nothing appeared when William said 'Status' which he now feels like an idiot.
"So I have no status to see. Ok, what about inventory."
When William said 'inventory', a typical inventory screen appeared with a list of items in each slot.
[Inventory: 100 Bolter pistol ammo, 10 food rations, 3 repair kits and 3 first aid kits]
William closed the inventory and used other commands to see what else he had, in the end, he learned that he only had inventory and appraisal skills.
"So that is it, no status, no level, no crazy cheat skills but just inventory and appraisal. Still, I'm a superhuman now so I will manage somehow."
Finally, William decided to move on and get out of this forest to find any sign of civilization, after two hours on the walk he found a dirt road with a sign of a wheel track in the middle. Using his helmet, William found the freshest track and decided which direction to go, less than an hour later, he was finally out of the forest and saw small smoke in the distance.
With new rejuvenating hope of finding people, William started to increase his pace, which is equivalent to going 25 miles per hour. It only took William 20 minutes to find the people he was tracking; it was a caravan of small 5 merchant wagons and 25 people taking a short break.
The group of guards were aware of William's approach and were on guard since it is hard to miss 7.5 feet tall giant with full armor running in their direction. William stopped 20 yards away from the group and greeted them with a friendly wave to show no hostility, guards saw this and realized that the giant wasn't going to attack but maintain their guard.
"Hi, my name is William and I'm kinda lost, are you guys heading to town or village?" A person who looks like a leader of the guard responds to William's greetings.
"I'm Herman, a leader of Fireblades, which lord do you serve Sir William?"
William paused and thought about his options for response, it would be better to clear any misunderstanding before it becomes a bigger problem later.
"I do not serve lord, I'm searching for a way back home," William explains his situation to Herman with the simplest possibility, by the time he finishes the story, few merchants join the guards to check the giant.
"Wow, he is a giant."
"If he is not a knight maybe he is an adventurer."
"Maybe he is a hedge knight, you know, without a lord to serve."
After explanation and gain a little bit of trust, Herman introduces William to the head merchant named Tom to determine what to do.
"We are only two days away from a village called 'Greenhill', it is a logging village with merchant and adventurer's guild, you can join us if you want."
William agreed to Tom's offer and decided to join the caravan, that night, he got a chance to learn about the country he was in and current events as people shared stories. Next early morning, after breakfast, the caravan was ready for the road and William joins the guards for a quick brief from Herman.
"With our current speed, we will be arriving at Iron Guard bridge tonight. It is a safe zone since the patrol outpost is located but stays alert for any bandits or monsters since we are now on a popular road for many travelers."
After Herman's brief, the caravan began their journey, since it was William's first caravan ride, he was placed in the front side of the wagon. According to Herman, putting a new guy on the front in the first mission is an unspoken tradition that William didn't mind since he wants to contribute.
The morning was uneventful until after lunch break William saw a fallen tree blocking the road ahead, with his helmet sensor identifying 22 life signs hiding. William called Herman and Tom to notify the problem ahead, which they slowed down the speed of the caravan, so they wouldn't alert the enemy but buy enough time to plan for a counterattack. After a few ideas were thrown around, William brought his old campaign strategy which would be perfect for the current situation.
At the ambush site, the bandits were getting tired of waiting and started complaining. One of their lookouts saw a lone man approaching with a hunchback in the distance, fully covered in a large blanket and carrying a bag with all kinds of items hanging around. It was clear that this person wasn't a part of the caravan they were waiting for, but the leader decided to grab the lone man quickly without making noise before the caravan arrived.
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