Chapter 1

-1944-

When it all started, I was just a simple person. Just an average college student, learning average things. My name is Sam baker. I wanted to be an archeologist, I wanted to be like an arthur evans. When I was growing up I ran around my parents yard digging up rocks and claiming it was an ancient culture’s artifact and that it was valuable. Towards the end of my story, I suppose I was more like Beowulf. I got to go and explore dungeons, find the treasure and hunt rare monsters. Even with my explorer guts and my insatiable desire to find unheard of treasures, that world may have been more than I could handle all too many times did I find myself biting off more than I could chew. All stories have beginnings mine is no exception. My story just like so many all started when I entered a new world: a world of swords.

Getting up from my desk, I appeared as I was a rather tall, brown haired, 21 year old, tough stuff boy from the countryside of the United States. The school bell rang and soon after I got up other students follow. A blond haired student goes over to me, to try and start up a conversation.

“Hey Sam you going to go to the bar tonight?

“I'll see what's going on, gotta make sure that I don't have any classes or the such after. Last time we went I had a hangover for nearly the entire day”

“Hahahaha you only had 4 drinks”

“I know! I told you I was a lightweight! You just didn't listen”

“Ok ok well I'll save you a seat”

The blond haired “kid” walked off with his bag still chuckling at Me being a “lightweight”. After being depressed for a moment and sighing, Sam left the classroom.

-Later in the day-

After studying for a bit I decided to go to the bar. Even if I'm a lightweight I could still have some fun. Getting in my 1940 studebaker commander, which i absolutely adore, I started to drive off. I decided for a moment (due to lack of cars on the road, which was odd) to look up at the sky. The full moon was very pretty that day although it seemed very red. After arriving at the lot and parking I hiked up the small hill that the bar was resting on. Noticing the small court, I decided to play some ball with jack (the blond haired man-child in class) and some others, that is, if they had a ball. I walk up to the door and push on in lightly.

“Hey Sam been awhile since I last saw you!”

“Been awhile since I last had a hangover too…”

I look at the cute brunet waitress in front of me.

“Aww don't be like that Sam, not my fault you're bad with alcohol”

“I know but I'm not excited to get another one daisy”

After asking where jack was I head off to the court. Looks like they did have a ball. It was obvious that jack and some others had been playing as a few of them came over sweating.

“Hey jack you me go shoot some? Maybe they can go order your drink.”

“So you came! Just for you Sam, I will play a little more, but you need to let me rest a bit”

Jack passes me the ball. After catching the ball i walk towards the basketball court. I turn towards jack and I continue to walk backwards

“Hey jack wha-”

Jack’s eyes grow wide and he starts to try to say something however, before he could speak the world started to shake and rumble, screaming could be heard. I lost balance and fall backwards into an abyss. After falling for what felt like an eternity my hips and head start to throb. Then as if the entire world wanted to tear me apart, it felt as if my entire upper body was being shredded. Every nerve being moved. My entire body burned.

Was I falling to hell?

Why would anyone have to go through this?

Just as suddenly as it started it ended. The abyss started to flow with color.

*WHAM*

I hit a floor.