Hisgard grunted, his body ached from the pain. His hands were trembling, a few punches were all it took to falter his grip upon his weapon.
The man infront of him didn't make it any easier to think, his theatrics shook Hisgard's mind, he had not seen this type of debauchery in such a realistic way.
Had it been a few pixels on a screen it wouldn't have been much more than a slightly deranged character, but seeing it as if it were real.. Pixels couldn't compare to this.
'Bad.. This is bad..!'
Hisgard turned the gears in his head at the maximum speed he could. He convinced himself that this wasn't a game anymore.. But a matter of life and death.
'Think! Think.. Think.. Goddamnit!'
The attacker didn't wait for a second more.
"First.. That weapon will be an issue, won't it?"
As Hisgard blinked, the figure of the hooded man appeared below him, his dagger fast approaching his wrist.
He had no time to react, still, he instinctively deviated his body ever so slightly.
Hisgard screamed thru his pain. He was holding on to his barely hanging on hand, still clutching the knife.
Tears swelled up in his eyes, blood streaming down on the floor below. This was nothing like the slimes he fought before. This was terror. Hisgard felt the fast approach of the torture awaiting him.
"Ah~~ Yes~!"
'Gutter' smiled ferociously, aroused by the scene unfolding before his eyes.
"This is how it should be! Exactly like that! Exactly! Exactly! Exactly!!"
Hisgard looked upon the visibly exalted face of the man infront of him. Was it his luck? Or rather his unluck.. That led him to face such an opponent so early on.
Was it his reckless action of killing the two thieves at the shop?
'None.. None of that matters now..!'
Hisgard slammed down on the knuckles of his practically dead hand, hoping that all the blood leaving his body would keep it in place for just a matter of time.
He then looked back at the attacker, still trembling from excitement just at the thought of torturing Hisgard.
'N-Now..!'
'Chop.'
The psychopath turned his gaze back to Hisgard. His grin disappearing.
"Ah~ Now.. That won't do.."
A soft thud could be heard in the now silent room.
Hisgard's machete had not reached his opponent.
'That's weird.. Why is..'
As Hisgard looked to his right, his arm once attached to his body, was now on the floor behind him.
"Ah.. Ah..."
Hisgard screamed in desperation.
Unbearable pain filled his mind. Tears full on rushing down his face, snot creeping out of his nostrils, mixing in with the blood already present in his nose.
Hisgard tried to grasp at the empty space where his arm used to be.
"Yes.. YES!!"
The attacker shouted, he looked as if he was having an orgasm just by seeing the pain Hisgard was going through.
"Suffer! Suffer! Suffer! More! MORE!"
The crazed man could not hold himself back any longer.
He used his remaining daggers to pierce Hisgard's body in the joints, and one, last dagger right in between the two oak colored eyes of Hisgard.
'I.. I don't want do die..!"
As this thought entered Hisgard's mind. He felt the sensation of suddenly falling, as the likes of one suddenly waking up from a nightmare.
He opened his eyes. Pure blank space now surrounded him, looking down, he had no clothes on. His right arm now attached to his body, the blood he expelled and the pain he suffered were suddenly naught.
"What.. What is this..?"
Hisgard felt a sense of relaxation in his mind. It was if he was at home, in his bed, sleeping.
"I.. I have to go back! Master is waiting for me! He'll surely die without help!"
"And how are you going to help?"
The same robotic yet soothing voice he heard throughout his rather short journey ringed in his head.
As Hisgard looked around to see the person talking, he perceived the appearance of a young woman, with average proportions, wearing only a light blue cloth covering her body. Yet, the striking white hair and white eyes left an impression of something other worldly on Hisgard.
"Who.. Who are you?"
"Isn't that obvious?"
Hisgard's face drooped in confusion.
The lass infront of him turned angry. Using her levitating body, she smacked him on the head.
"I'm Eldia, you buffoon!"
The rather immature display infront of him left Hisgard distraught, he thought of Eldia as a sexy older woman, with a voice endearing to all, not an.. Immature young woman who looked barely twenty.
"Eldia..? You mean the system voice?"
"Yes! Yes, that!" She said as her finger suddenly jolted towards Hisgard. Eldia then mumbled something under her breath.
'I-I'm sorry.. What was that?"
Eldia then shouted at the top of her lungs at Hisgard.
"HOW COULD YOU LET YOURSELF GET KILLED LIKE THAT?!"
"Wuh?!"
"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"
Eldia repeatedly punched hisgard.
"I brought you to this world to entertain me and this is how you repay me! You ingrateful brat!"
'Huh? Brought me to this world? What does she mean by that.'
Hisgard pondered for a bit he was 'brought' to this world, so that meant..
"Eldia.. What do you mean by 'brought to this world'..?"
"You can't even understand that? You really are stupid! Well it's exactly as I said! I took you from your original world, 'Earth', as you humans called it, and brought you here, Viadium!"
"Ah.. You mean the 'Anima', right?"
"Eh.. That's what you earthlings call it, right? The 'ShareWorld' device."
"The 'ShareWorld' device?"
Eldia grumbled.
"I'll explain later.. Since I did some things to your device I have to fix this mess."
Hisgard thought for a bit but couldn't come to a solution that wasn't something apparenting to respawning like in a video game.
Eldia sighed. Apparently exasperated by the situation at hand.
"Fine! Since that's the only way, I'll do that!"
"Do.. What exactly?"
"Transmigration!"
"Transmigration?"
Hisgard turned to surprise as he heard that word. Eldia looked as surprised as him when he answered.
"Well.. Yeah? Did you really think I'll let you escape death scot free? You're my best slave!"
Eldia then let out an inaudible whisper.
"And I also tampered with your device so.."
"S-so.. Transmigration, right? How are you going to do that?"
Eldia looked confused.
"That's simple..? I'll just transport your body and mind to this world. I'll let you keep what you learned so far aswell as your strength.. Though.."
"Though..What?"
Eldia looked a bit embarrassed, slightly blushing.
"Well.. You know that really helpful system that tracked your progression and let you see who was a player or not?"
"Yeah..?"
Hisgard suddenly felt a bit taken aback by what she would say next.
"Well.. Well! You should say your goodbyes right now since it's going to disappear the moment I transport you here!"
The realisation of what transpired finally hit Hisgard's mind.
Hisgard, still shook, since wasn't this a video game? He couldn't even have a system to help him?
...
Was it still a video game?
Hisgard focused his gaze at Eldia.
"Could I get some clothes? Please?"
Eldia looked a bit surprised, then giggled.
"Right! While you had a rather big buddy I prefer someone clothed and not naked infront of me! Here."
Chris suddenly felt the weight of his peasant attire back on him, with his machete back on his waist.
"So.." Chris turned the gears of his mind. "What now?"
"Well, transmigration, of course!"