《"I woke up in...uh, am I a Murci ?!"》Chapter 16
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Interlude.
On a giant plateau abounding with beautiful greenery and endless flowers of all colors was an individual sitting and gazing into the distance.
From his high and great position he could observe a beautiful giant medieval style city with a giant and powerful wall.
It looked like an invincible and imposing wall. One that no enemy in the world would break through.
Within those walls was a majestic palace and surrounding it were countless houses and other types of structures.
Their magnitude was abysmal.
Outside the wall was a lot of buildings and then a beautiful green plain.
At first glance it looked like a rich and prosperous kingdom.
That was what was closest to this individual's sight.
Away from that powerful kingdom there were many more similar, worse or better than this one.
There were of all types and each was immensely far from the others.
Also, from the position in which this individual was located he could perfectly observe several different types of biomes, but the one that could be observed the most was the green and lively plain.
Although this individual could see all the kingdoms, biomes and other geographic specifications, it was due to the position from where he was observing, but the reality was that everything he saw was widely dispersed and far away from each other.
There were even things that he could not observe from his position.
The place was gigantic and only from the position from which he saw he could observe as if the kingdoms or cities were a little bit stuck together.
A little because it is not as if they were seen so close together, in fact, if they were seen far away, but the thing is that there was a great dispersion between each of the geographical points.
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The perception or view of this individual resembles the same vision that Moses the prophet had when God allowed him to see the promised land on his deathbed.
It does not have the same context, but the way in which all the geographical points can be observed is somewhat similar.
This individual was covered in large amounts of completely dark rags and robes and fluttering back and forth in the great gusts of wind.
There was not a single part of his body that was not covered.
None of his skin was visible.
His height was a little taller than normal.
As he stared straight ahead from the plateau, he can't help but burst out laughing and let out a myriad of guffaws as he sat on the greenish grass.
It was not laughter at something funny, but of surprise and happiness.
The laughter faded away.
"How weird."
"Everything is different from how I remember it...Well, that was a long time ago and it's normal that it has changed so much. However, it looks much more beautiful than the last time I was in this place."
"Besides, that time I was in this place was a complicated time to be looking at such things."
He mentions in a young and proud-sounding voice.
...sighs...
" Those were good times despite the troubles we went through, but that was already hundreds of years ago."
....
After those words the atmosphere becomes unbreathable and he starts to speak in a quite serious and different tone than seconds ago.
"However...."
"That I am here, now, at this moment, means something bad."
"I have no idea why I'm here, but I think it's because of that thing I felt, that familiar, familiar feeling...."
Her tone turns to an annoyed one
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"I definitely think it's because of that, it can't be because of anything else... Good grief, I don't know, it feels like I was taking a long nap and someone woke me up."
....
"Most likely I was forced to wake up, I don't think it was by my own intention."
"I am the last of my own, or so I think, but to have felt those familiar sensations makes my heart burn with happiness and excitement. Not only that, but it brings back memories of the old days."
"I don't know if I woke up myself or was forced to wake up unconsciously, what matters is that I'm in a good moment."
"Besides, everything is different and I'm intrigued to know about everything new, so I'll do what I always do, i.e. have fun, meet new things or places and fight."
" Fuaaaaa....What memories."
"I liked those times, but time goes by and it's impossible to keep a single moment forever."
He lets out a long sigh.
As he does so, he gets up from the greenish ground where there was a white feather or two on the side.
After that he smiles and looks earnestly ahead.
"It's time for me to get going."
"I don't know anything about this era and as much as I want to fight I can't trust myself. For sure technology and magic have come a long way since my time. I already want to see their development."
"I'm intrigued to know if they already have military vehicles and stuff."
"Besides, there's supposed to be a lot of powerful people with various levels of magic....
"Ahhhhhhhh....it'll be fun, I want to jump into the fray already, but it would be too risky."
Among the various robes covering his face, a white smile twisted with excitement can be seen, which is covered by a darkness that does not let you see the complexion of this individual.
....
"Uh, I have to restrain myself, I still don't know exactly why I am in this place and if I don't restrain myself someone may notice my presence. I'd better get going, I don't want to draw attention to myself."
"I have to investigate why I showed up here and find out more about that familiar feeling I felt a moment after arriving at this place."
"Even I don't know how to explain it, but I have to look for an answer and while I'm looking for it I'll do what I do best, HAVE FUN."
As he says those words, he extends his arm to the front and from one second to the next something similar to a hole appears, this one was violet and dark.
The height was the same size as him and the width a bit more extensive.
"Apparently, it's still working as usual."
"Well, ta' all set, so let's get going."
With that said, the individual approaches the hole. However, before doing so he lets out a few small, somewhat macabre chuckles accompanied by these words "Let the game begin!".
The individual enters through that hole and then disappears along with it.
There was nothing on that plateau anymore.
The only strange thing on the bright green plain were the white feathers and the dark feathers that had just fallen.
All these feathers were caught by a gust of wind that carried them in the same direction in which the black-robed individual was looking.
-CONTINUE-
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