As Shinya peered through the keyhole, he could see Inugami walking towards the window. Suddenly, the room was engulfed in flames, and Shinya was caught in the inferno.
He tried to back away, but the intense heat prevented him from moving. The fire spread quickly, consuming everything in its path. Shinya could feel the flames licking at his skin, and he knew he had to act fast.
Panic set in as he frantically searched for an escape. He banged on the door, hoping someone would hear him and come to his rescue. But the smoke was thick and suffocating, making it difficult to breathe.
As the fire raged on, Shinya's vision began to blur, and he felt himself losing consciousness. He tried to scream for help, but his voice was silenced by the smoke and flames.
In the final moments of his life, Shinya thought of himself, "I guess… dying now won't be so bad". As the flames consumed him, he closed his eyes and let out one last gasp of air.
The world around him went silent as he slipped away, leaving only the sound of the raging fire as it continued to consume everything in its path.
…..
"Sir hero!
Sir hero!
Sir…"
Shinya's eyes snapped open, and he bolted upright, gasping for air. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat as he frantically scanned his surroundings, trying to make sense of what had just happened.
As he looked down at himself, he saw that he was unharmed and that his clothes were not even singed. It took a moment for him to realize that what he had just experienced was only a nightmare, or so he thought.
He shook his head, trying to dispel the lingering fear and anxiety. The memory of the flames still haunted him, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was about to happen.
Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself down, reassuring himself that it was only a dream. But the unease lingered, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to rest until he figured out what it all meant.
"Ehm…Sir Hero." A female voice suddenly spoke, causing Shinya to jump in surprise. He quickly scrambled back on his butt, looking around frantically to see who had spoken.
"Who are you?" he asked, his heart racing with adrenaline.
The girl in front of him smiled, seemingly unfazed by his reaction. "My name is Eri," She said, standing up from where she had been kneeling. "And I am the priestess of the Warthniq Kingdom."
Shinya looked at her skeptically, wondering if he was still dreaming. "Warthniq Kingdom?" he repeated. "Where is that?"
Eri's smile faltered slightly. "You really don't remember anything, do you?" She asked. "You were summoned here by the King himself. You are the hero we have been waiting for."
Shinya's eyes widened in shock as the realization hit him. "Wait, you mean I'm in a different world? And I'm supposed to be a hero?" he asked incredulously.
Eri nodded. "That's right," she said. "The kingdom is in great peril, and we need your help to save it."
Shinya stared at her, unsure of what to do next. He had always dreamed of being a hero, but this was not how he had imagined it. Nonetheless, he knew he had to do whatever he could to help. With a deep breath, he stood up and faced Eri. "Alright," he said. "What do I need to do?".
….
Shinya winced in agony as he lay on a pile of jagged rocks, his body bruised and battered. Memories flooded his mind, causing him to groan in pain. "Why am I suddenly remembering this?" he muttered, giving a weak, pained chuckle.
He lifted himself slightly from the ground and spotted Ava standing a few distances away from him, her hands outstretched as a massive ball of dark magic began to form in front of her.
Shinya sighed heavily and closed his eyes, resigned to his fate as he knew he had no strength left to evade such an attack.
Ava's grin widened, a wicked glint in her eyes. "Next time, watch what you say about the Successor... now die," she sneered, before unleashing the massive ball of dark magic at Shinya with deadly accuracy.
The ball hurtled towards him with incredible speed, the crackle of lightning echoing around it. But then, in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared at the center of the ball and beside Shinya.
"I am space, all-devouring and infinite," Terafona declared, her voice strong and commanding. A black hole materialized before her, rapidly engulfing the dark magic ball in a matter of seconds.
Shinya gazed at Terafona in awe, his mind racing with questions. Terafona looked at him, almost disgusted by his presence.
"I am a scorpion, deadly and poisoned," she uttered with a sneer.
Shinya felt a sudden sharp pain on his neck, and he fell to the ground, shivering with his eyes still closed. His mind raced with fear and confusion, wondering what kind of poison he had been injected with.
Terafona continued to watch him with a cold expression, as if his suffering was of no concern to her.
"What was that Terafona! Why did you bud in." Ava questioned, anger written on her face.
"You do know the Successor is linked to us too, using too much magic just to dispose of a significant human will only put more strain on the successor." Terafona responded.
Ava remained quiet, knowing Terafona was right. All of a sudden, loud cries of soldiers started to echo throughout the battlefield, drawing Ava's attention to the distance.
Terafona smiled, "They are here."
At the left side of the battlefield, Riojas charged forward with their horses, their weapons glinting in the sunlight.
At the same time, Terra's army approached from the right side, their shields locked and ready for battle. Both armies had their sights set on Warthniq, determined to claim victory in this long-lasting war.
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