I was walking down the path of the forest. With my wizards staff in hand, excited to go on a quest with some companions that were going to meet up with me, and learn more spell along the way. When suddenly I heard the crunching of leaves, and the thudding of running footsteps. I turned toward it getting a spell ready and unsheathing my dagger, when suddenly the person came crashing out of the woods, and stood in front of me.
I was about to cast a spell when I realized how weird this person looked. The first thing I noticed was he was wearing a suit of silver armor that seemed to be all one big plate of armor, his helmet was rectangular, his visor was a rectangular shape, and at a ninety degree angle, and was yellow and glowing, I’ve never seen anything like it. He had ridiculously long legs and a short stubby torso. His arms were long cylinders, he only had three fingers on each hand and each finger looked like rectangles, but the weirdest thing about him was his weapon. It looked like a crossbow but there were no split limbs, there was a weird box thing poking out the side of the thing, and the barrel of it was a cylinder so you couldn’t see the arrow, then he asked in a voice that sounded like if electricity could talk said
“Citizen of the rebellion would you please tell me where I am, my GPS seems to be malfunctioning,”
“wha-who-w. . . who are you?” I asked
“I am unit AC-013. I was sent to a rendezvous point where I was suppose to meet up with some people who were sent on a mission.”
“Oh ha hah very funny, OK who really sent you? was it Dimitrius?” realizing this must be an assassin “because you’re not the first person sent to kill me, and you won’t be the last.” I said drawing the symbol of fire in the air with my finger, and after I finished the drawing, my hand burst into flames and when the flames died out a ball of fire was levitating in my hand.
“What the?” the thing said raising it’s weapon at me, surprise in it’s voice “how did you do that, that’s impossible,”
“Magic, duh”
“but magic doesn’t exist.”
that surprised me. Everyone in the world knew magic existed? why did this thing not know about magic? Then I realized that something was wrong with this guy.
“where do you think we are” I asked still in battle stance with my fireball in hand
“I believe were in sector 2F-R9,” it replied, still in battle stance as well
“that’s not even a place here what are you talking about, wait where did you come from?”
“I was made in the Battle republic factory”
“oh my gosh what planet are you from” I asked in an annoyed tone, seeing that this guy was either drunk or messing with me
“I’m from planet Zardovic,” it replied with a serious tone
and as soon as he said that I remembered something I read. It was about dimensional travel, of course it wasn’t possible to travel between dimensions. Magic is strong but it’s not that strong, and that name Zardovic was in the book, the author claimed to have opened a portal to a dimension that was called Zardovic.
“Wait are you being serious,” I asked
“one hundred percent,” it replied
then on the other side of the path a normal human came bursting out of the woods. he was wearing a helmet and a suit that was a bunch of shades of green, boots, and he had an even weirder crossbow weapon.
“This is United States private property both of you are hereby under arrest for trespassing into area fifty one,” he yelled in a normal human voice.
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