In a dark room where breathing was barely audible, a man struggled to inhale. Coughing violently, blood gushed from his mouth. He clung desperately to a tank filled with an unidentified fluid.
"Wait for me," the man whispered weakly.
"I will kill them all, just you wait for m—"
He vomited blood.
As breathing became harder, he slowly lowered his head. His eyelids grew heavy, and he felt so sleepy. Giving in to the cold sensation, his eyes shut.
Suddenly, a warm sensation enveloped him.
"What is this?"
Ding. A mysterious sound echoed. Confused, the young man opened his eyes slightly, his vision blurry. Before him appeared blue text with the following message:
Player **** has been transferred into Leon's body. Consciousness and points are being converted.*
He was barely conscious enough to question anything. Then, a red screen followed:
Error occurred during consciousness transfer the player's memories were destroyed due to their death.
His eyes jolted open.
"What?"
Memories will be restored after repairing the damage.
He looked at the text, questioning if he had finally gone mad.
50% of the consciousness transfer complete.
"Huh?" he muttered weakly.
But before he could think further,his consciousness slipped away like sand through his fingers.
When he woke up, he found himself in a completely white place, surrounded by many people. They spoke different languages, representing various parts of the world. Among them stood a peculiar figure—a person with goat-like features, large horns, and a human body. He wore a black suit, and above his head floated a red-black name:
§SKOUT§
The murmurs of concern and confusion from the crowd filled the air.
"I swear I was helping my dad, and then poof , I was here."
"Man, I was gaming…"
The babble of voices was suddenly cut short by a piercing sound—a shriek like a dying animal that sent shivers racing down every spine. The people fell silent, their fear palpable. Then, a deep, gravelly voice, rough as if weathered by decades of smoke, broke the stillness:
"Now that I have your attention…"
The goat-like figure raised his arms to shoulder height, its crimson gaze scanning the terrified crowd.
"There will be a test," he said, each word laden with grim finality, "to select heroes capable of saving the world from destruction."
Away from the commotion, a cold sweat ran down his face. An unsettling feeling crept over him as he tried to wrap his head around the situation that he was in an unknown place, surrounded by strange beings, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even remember his own name
"How can this be possible? he thought to himself, not daring to speak.
where am I . No more importantly who Am I ? he clutch his chest tightly. It felt as if part of his memories have vanished .the more he tried to remember. the stranger the feeling got .
A faint whisper broke through the fog of his mind, snapping him back to the present.
"Isn't this the starting logo of the game *Sword and Blood*?" someone said nearby.
He sensed a familiar word he didn't remember the word . but it was familiar to his tongue. as if he has said it before
"Wait," he said, reaching out to touch the man's shoulder. "What did you just say...?"
He spoke aloud,
Skout interrupted, gazing straight at him.
"Don't panic. Everything will become clear soon."
A shivers run down his spine as he let go of the man shoulder
People began wondering arguing with each other some others were afraid not even daring to speak and bunch of people began to pray saying it's the doomsday
One man who wore a suit he looked in his fourty he stood up, speaking confidently.
"Alright, Alright . Calm down people. this is obviously an advertisement "
He walked towards Skout . his hand in his pocket . like he got him or something .
" Hey good job on the advertisement. really you have impressed me enough Now let me out."
Skout didn't react . he was couple of inches in the air.
The man continue walking until he closed the distance between them
Everyone relaxed think that this is just a advertisement of some sort of a military test
The man reached to him touch Skout shoulder
" hey man you can remove the mask I already know it hot in side it "
Skout shifted his head slowly toward the man , his crimson eyes locking onto him. The man's stomach twisted, his heart pounded, and his legs began to shake. his confident smile dispersed
"You should not have done that"
The voice was deep threatening
The man's hand began to peel. he looked at his hands in confusion. the pain settling in, he started screaming gut-ranching screams
'Gaaaaaaahhhh'
'Please help me .ahhhhgggggg anyone please help me. oh god it hurts '
Skout continued,
ignoring the man's pleading
" lowly pigs have no right touching a being like myself"
The man skin peeled away, his screams filling the air. as his flesh melted . his eyes bulged, then burst from their sockets. The crowd watched in horror, their fear turning to sheer terror. Some tried to run, but it was futile.
I knew it was impossible. I stood still, not daring to move. As Skout descended, his feet touched the ground, I felt as if my lungs were being crushed by the pressure. Breathing became impossible, but I stood still, instinctively knowing that if I moved, I would die.
With a single motion of Skout's hand.
those who had attempted to flee. were
decapitated, their heads rolling across the floor. Before I suffocate The pressure loosened. and I finally Took a breath .
Skout looked at the rest of us and clapped
" for those who had the courage to stand. to not flee .You have the privilege to live .
Skout raised his hand snapped his fingers . the ground crumbled and broke off under our feet's .and then everything went black .
§§Sword and Blood §§
The game had been a notorious RPG shrouded in mystery. It took inspiration from some documents found on the internet .and quickly theory begin circuling it no one knows where did the theory begin. nor where did those documents come from but some developers Took them and made this game. Naturally after it success a lot of story's were built around it from movies to manga and novels. of course the game sword& blood had the most Fame. because it took heavy inspiration from the document itself. But that wasn't all. it was allure lay in its unparalleled difficulty. Each character was entirely unique, their existence bound to a single player. No two people could inhabit the same role. But its most infamous trait was its brutal finality: death was irreversible. If a character died, all progress was wiped clean. The user would lose their claim to that character,
After getting teleported to another place, he began to look around.
"It seems I've arrived in a village or a small town. He Thought to himself
There are approximately six people here. His attention was drawn to a girl who had horns. Among the six people, four resembled humans, but there were peculiar features like horns, wings, deer antlers, cat ears, and a pale-skinned person with striking blue eyes.
The most ordinary-looking person wore a white suit. He had blond hair, a light beard, and an expression of astonishment on his face. It Took HIM a moment to noticed that there was someone else among them, wearing pajamas with a drawing of Son Goku from Dragon hall. This tall individual had dark blue hair, small horns, a light beard, and dark circles under his eyes.
He Yawned showing inhuman like teeth
"Welcome I am Reilly the demon. You are now in the first test.
A girl with pink hair and white horns on her forehead Stepped closer
"Who are you, and where are we? Why did you bring us here?"
Reilly with a tired expression sighed
"First, let me clarify one thing. I didn't bring you here that's all I can say about it and about why you were chosen
He scratched his chin before he continues
it's simple because You all are chosen by them .
He then looked at his watch and said
And Now we don't have time for questions In a week, individual battles will take place . I pray for your success may the embodiments guide you
Every one felt puzzled as Reilly left as he gave vague answer's
HE scratched his head And looked at the rest of the people with him
"I need to leave a good impression." He thought to himself
The man in the white suit approached HIM with a cheerful demeanor
"That fella wasn't much help now, was he? By the way, we'll be usin' our character names—don't mind, do you?"
HE lift an eyebrow
What do you mean?
The man continued,
"Haven't you noticed? It looks like we've transferred into the bodies of the characters we used to play in s&b
HE didn't believe that so he rushed to the nearby fountain to confirm.
HE was surprised and also unsettled for he saw a face that was unfamiliar to him
A young man. with thin neck small shoulders. long dark hair. that reach the end of his spine . and red eyes he wore white shirt and brown vest . they looked old even though he was uncomfortable and confused non of Those emotions appear on his reflection he looked calm as if everything around him doesn't matter
"shit .what do I tell him"l . I don't even know my name . let alone whose body I'm in
A sense of realization come to him as he remembered the blue window
The man stepped closer to HIM
"So what do you think "
HE turned his head faceing the blonde hair man
"My name is Leon "
" Leon . if I remember correctly he was a pain in the ass to play as him due to his complexity.
He frowned annoyed
" Great that's the last thing that I wanted Now" he thought to himself
" By the way what is your name
The man smiled and said
"I'm Connor. Nice to meet you"
" Connor " Leon repeated the name
Connor tilted his head
" Is there somethin wrong with my name?.
Leon Shook his head
"No, no it just felt familiar "
"Oh, you know, my character's fairly well-known — you've probably heard the name somewhere."
Leon nodded
"Maybe "
"Come on then — let me introduce you to everyone, yeah?"
" great let's gather information about what situation I'm in right now" he thought
Together, they walked toward the others.
The pink-haired girl was clinging to a long-eared girl
" are you okay can you walk properly "
The pink hair girl was struggling to walk her legs trampling like new born lame
Yeah I'm okay it's just was an intense pressure
The long eared girl bites on her inner lip her eyes worried
Yeah I'm afraid of what will come next
"Are these real Horns soo cool"
A green hair girl with huge
antlers touching her Horns .
The cat girl slaped her hand
No touching she needs to rest "
Away from them
The pale-skinned person smiled and said 'I never thought a day like this would come—an adventure in another world.
Connor scratched his head
"They're strange, but rather nice."
" I will take your word for it"
Then they continue approaching awkwardly
The long eared girl notice them
"Ah Connor you're here it's good that we all together here "
" yeah it's surprising to be honest with you "
Then her gaze shift towards leon
"And your friend there "
Leon dipped his head slightly, placing one hand on his chest and the other behind his back. In an unexpectedly noble tone, he said, "Ah, my apologies. My name is Leon. It is my utmost pleasure to meet you, my lady."
She was taken back and surprised by him
"Ha!? Role-play?"
"What the fuck was that?! Why did I speak like this?" Leon's inner voice screamed as he stepped back awkwardly. "N-no, I didn't mean to—" he stammered.
She laughed waving it off
" don't worry about it fine. kind relief form the stressful situation we were in
Leon let out a nervous laugh, his embarrassment written all over his face.
"Anyway, my name is Nia. It's nice meeting you," she said warmly.
Then horned girl seated at the fountain said with a grin
' S an honour ter meet ya, Mistah Leon. Me 'umble name's Lamia."
She looked smugly
'Come on ' Connor muttered under his breath. "You didn't have to put on a British accent, now, did you?"
"I've absolutely no clue what you're on about, mate." Lamia teased her grin widening
Another voice cut in. "I see a new face here. Leon, right? My name's Vox."
The pale-skinned boy with striking blue eyes stepped forward, his outfit a mix of a black shirt with orange straps and shorts that reached just below his knees.
Leon squinted, shielding his eyes. "Haaa… so bright."
"Huh?
The girl with antlers rubbing on her hands Said with a Japanese accent
" "My name… Ayame Rin. Is nice to meet you."
"Suddenly, a blue screen appeared in front of us.
[ The preliminary program has begun ]
The space collapsed around us
and we found ourselves in a wide grassy field with one peculiar building in front of us
before we can think of anything a blue window appeared in front of us
Status
Name : Leon Ashton
Actual name: *****
Level: 1
Race: human
Embodiment:
Role: unidentified
Skill : soul devour - Allows the user to copy a downgraded version of a skill from a dead target, along with partial stat transfer. Limited to 3 uses."
Vitality : 10
Strength: 7
Agility: 6
Defence : 4
Luck: 10-
Phobias:
A/N
There will be a lot of reference to shows manga and manhwa.