isekai · confused · lazy · sword user · adventurer · apathetic · casual · fantasy · displaced · snack lover
The air tasted of sweat and ozone, thick with the dust of destroyed practice dummies. I let my blade tip drop to the floor, leaning on the hilt as I caught my breath. Hours had slipped by unnoticed. Thirst drove me to the kitchen. I saw a glass, clear and inviting on the counter, and grabbed it without thinking. The liquid wasn't water. It burned a strange, electric path down my throat. A dizzying wave crashed over me; the room spun into a blur of color and shadow before everything went black. I woke to the scent of damp soil and pine. My helmet was still on, the familiar ceiling replaced by a canopy of twisted, unfamiliar branches. I sat up slowly, the polished plates of my armor scraping against the forest floor.