章 1: A White World
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POV: UNKNOWN
"huukg!!!"
"What the where am I?"
A boy says in a laying down on the floor of a room full of white.
"Where is this?"
"Who am I??"
"HELLO!?! CAN ANYONE HERE ME?!?!"
The boy panicked and looked around seeing only white everywhere no matter where he looks.
So he walked around the place of white looking around looking for a exit to the place to no avail.
"HELLO?!?!'
He kept shouting no matter where he called no one replied after all he is all alone in this world.
He started to run left or right all he came across was white knowhere to go he wept.
"Where is this "
"Where am I "
"Who am I "
"Why am I in this place"
The boy questions knowing no one will answer him.
He stayed there lying in the white floor crying shouting for help.
And as time passed by the boy either felt cold nor hot, hungry nor thirsty, and energized nor exhausted.
He felt nothing he didn't know how long he has been here he just kept on lying there thinking questioning what was his purpose here to be kept in the white world.
So he stood up trying to find what was his purpose he walked wondered around for hours for days or for years he wondered looking for a purpose.
While he was wondefing around he thought.
[Where is this, Who am I, What am I, What is my purpose.]
He wondered only coming across white no matter where he goes to only coming across white.
So as a plan he planned to count how many days as it been so he counted.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5-"
"68, 69, 70, 71, 72-"
"790, 791, 792, 793-"
He doesn't know what he was doing counting for long in seconds continuesly in his mind kept counting.
"80977646487, 80977646488, 80977646489-"
Continuing his counting he didn't know how long had it been but kept on going with no purpose like a clueless person who doesn't know where it is going.
"157680000000, 1576800000001, 157680000002-"
After finally after who know how long he wondered for he found something in the white world.
A small house and infront of it was a field full of weapons its got cold weapons like swords, spears, daggers, etc and other weapons like a gun, a bow, a crossbow, slingshots etc.
The he went towards there thinking it was there where his purpose was and never did he kept counting in his mind like he had a second brain which purpose was to only count like a second nature to him.
So he went into the house going in it looking around to see nothing but a small bed, a table and a chair with a book on top of the table, and many shelves full of books it was like a library which was full of only books.
Thinking there has to be more than this he goes outside again and began to look around the small house beside it was still weapons of different kinds even one's he hasn't even see or heard of and behind the house was what looked like a smithy with a forge an anvil and other things that is needed to forge things with a box full of different kinds of materials to make the weapons with a hammer besides it and on top of the anvil like the table was a book.
"What is this place?"
So the boy takes the book on top of the anvil and goes back inside the house.
He goes to the table with the book from the smithy and puts it there reading it later and gets the book that was there already and reads it first.
And although he doesn't remember anything or who he was he still retained knowledge and skills about how to read and other things.
So he read the book which said.
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If you are reading this hello.
I may not know who you may be but I am certain that you are in the same predicament that I am in although I don't know what will happen to you as I don't even know how I got to be here.
My name is Hars Bendron Straf, I am from a family of known blacksmiths well from our kingdom we were, we made many weapons from our smithy and also many utilities.
But suddenly out of knowhere I was suddenly transported to this house panicking and thinking that I was kidnapped I went straight outside and looked around just to see that everywhere around me were white.
Like I was transfered to a different world that was only white so I felt scared being in a unknown place.
I looked around the house besides was nothing but behind it was a smithy with materials that I didn't know.
So I went back inside to calm myself and looked around to see that the small room of the house was filled to the brim with books then I saw the table with a book.
I opened the book and found it was filled with nothing it was completely blank but I found that under it was a note and it says that say your story and your final words here.
So I write this to you who will be reading this book of mine I don't know how long has it been but I neither age or get tired here so I thought of it as an opportunity.
Being naive back then I went to the smithy and looked around it because i didn't when I looked at here then saw a book on top of the anvil and read through it to see that it introduced every single material in the box full of materials I didn't know every detail of it was at the book even the materials I knew was there and its other secret details.
So as a naive young man who dreamed to make the strongest weapon that surpasses all I kept on forging honing my skills to the fullest and since I don't get tired I kept on going like a maniac forging all the weapons I learned which were swords, spears, bows, etc and armors aswell.
But it was not enough I knew that that was not the only things I could create and also for some reason after I used all the materials in the box was empty it suddenly out of knowhere was full to the brim again like it was never empty.
Although I was shocked about that phenomenon I still didn't felt satisfied only forging those weapons and armor I made.
And so I made my way back inside the house again ignoring the fact that I was still stuck in the world that was only white thinking that this was an opportunity for me.
And looked at the books curious at what knowledge they contain so I pick a book at random from the shelves and see that its contents where how to make a certain weapon and how to weild it.
And this particular book I picked were for a weapon called a naginata which looked like as it seems a long blade on a spear handle as I have never seen this kind of weapon before so I who never heard of about this weapon was excited and read through the book quickly and was focused on it.
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And after for who knows how long I have been here I made every weapon I that was in the books got up from the seat I made and went to the front of the house and to see infront was a ton of weapons that I made.
And after for so long I missed home I wanted to go home so finally after a long time I made my way to the smithy to forge my one last weapon that I will take to travel around this white world I am going to look for way out of this world no matter what it takes.
I made myself a simple sword as this was what I was accustomed to using.
And I am writing on this book my final words and it is that I hope I get out of here and that you too will find a way out so I wish you goodluck whoever you are.
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"This person he remembered who he was then who am I?!?"
And with the question the boy threw away that book.
"It was said in the book that every single book in here contains the knowledge to make those weapons outside and to use them right?"
The boy questions talking to himself.
"Then I will Master making them and how to use them and I will find answers no matter what."
"I WILL FIND THE ONE WHO PUT ME HERE, FIND OUT WHO AM I!!!"
The boy promised himself finally finding a purpose for himself.
And so the boy picked a book from the shelves and picked a book about the weapon dagger a normal dagger.
And read it after he was done he went outside and looked for the weapon he was reading at the piles of weapons around the house.
Thinking that it was going to be hard to find the weapons he went and picked up the weapons and layed them beside the house at the left and organized them.
And at last after some time he finished on organizing the weapons while also still counting in his mind.
(157681209602, 157681209603, 157681209604-)
So he practiced how to use the dagger but after for so long he still felt like he couldn't use it very well like he was stuck so he thought.
"If I can't master you yet that means I still don't know you so I will make you know you how you were made how you were sharpened."
The boy said his thoughts to the dagger.
So he went to the smithy reading through the same book about the dagger and the book about the materials.
He tried to forge a dagger failing at the first try so he tried again and again.
He experimented with different materials with different combinations making the perfect dagger.
After a long amount of time he didn't know but his count was at.
(157704864196, 157704864197, 157704864198-)
He felt that something was missing he kept on repeating his forging but can't find the solution as to why he can't make the perfect dagger.
So to calm his frustrations he went inside the house to look around if there was more books about the dagger but to no avail he found nothing.
But he did find something it was a shelf full of blank books and inside every book was a pen so thinking about what to do about it he had an idea.
"I wonder if I can find my problem if I note my processes on making the dagger?"
So he took one blank book with him and started to forge a dagger again but after finishing it to see that it was still not perfect he was disappointed but still noted and analyzed what was the problem that he did in the process he made it and compared it to the original book of daggers.
And he found some mistakes and forged agai to fix the miatakes and after some time he finally did it a perfect dagger.
And after he was done with the dagger he immediately took it and went at the front of the house.
Where he practiced again how to master the dagger arts practicing again and againbut he was not successful or that it was like he was not improving like there was a wall in front of him that he must destroy.
"Why must there be a wall which I can't destroy for mastering this dagger?!?"
I lay at the ground with the dagger besides me feeling tired? Or maybe not.
So he started thinking of solutions like confronting the wall directly trying to destroy it or going around it but to no avail.
After time after times of failures he thought of something.
"Maybe it might not be a wall I must go through but a goal that I must do what do I make of the weapon I am using what am I using it for."
So then he picks the dagger again and goes towards the wall that he wants to go through and thinks of it as a person with no face.
"I AM USING THIS WEAPON TO GET REVENGE TO THE ONE WHO PUT ME HERE THAT IS MY GOAL!"
So I dash towards the "Person" which was now also attacking me with a dagger aswell.
So he fought with it using and defeated it, but that was only with a weapon as I know there was other weapons I need to defeat with it so I created the "Person" again with my mind this time with a different weapon after another and another.
It didn't matter if he lost or won but kept going mastering the arts of the dagger not caring about the time it was taking but still counting in his mind.
As time passed through he finally mastered the dagger arts, whether it was slashing, stabbing, or different grips and the movements, evading, parrying he mastered them all and as a last time training he stood there alone doing every single move that he has learned from the dagger repeatedly doing it 10 time, 100 times or more he didn't stop like he was engraving the movements to his soul so he won't ever forget them he kept on going.
Then his count finally reached to.
(1577736403654, 1577736403655, 1577736403656-)
Without stopping he kept counting and training the dagger he finally did the last action and he finally finished with the dagger.
So he went to the smithy and made a hanger of some kind and made a hole at handle of his dagger and hang it to the hanger making it the first one he mastered.
He felt satisfied accomplished with the achievement he did but he knew that he was still not done as there were still dozens of weapons that he still haven't started.
"Since I don't really know how much time it will take to master everything I will keep counting, No I will not stop as I will master everything here perfecting everything no matter how long it takes and I will find out why I was taken here, who am I, and what am I."
After that then the boy went back inside the house picking an another book repeating the process of how he mastered the dagger but this time he started with making the weapon and then nothing it in a blank book making the weapon perfect then only then he started on training.
Time after time seconds after seconds he kept counting.
(99397393430328, 99397393430328, 99397393430328-)
(100000000000000, 100000000000001,
100000000000002-)
He did it.
To be Continued...
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