Another realm

Another Realm, Chapter 1

A young man trudged and stumbled against a Barren and Wartorn landscape, he didn't give a damn if something happened to him or not, he just had one goal in mind; "Kill lord Xikar and liberate those he enslaved." he wielded the double-sided spear of which he used to slay Lord Xikar's men with. his armor was torn, revealing a tattered and bloody bandage bound across his chest, so he was already banged up pretty bad even before he made it this far. Smoke clearing his way to the Lord whom he had to kill. The Trooper's cape blew in the wind as he made it across to where his enemy stands. "So, it seems as if you've finally made it here, Gregor....." Lord Xikar said in a sinister tone, knowing that Gregor would be no more soon and that the Lord would conquer this kingdom. "Not if I have anything to say about it!" Gregor spoke, his tone sounding quite hostile towards Xikar. "You tore up my kingdom, took away the people I loved, and destroyed any chance of hope that i've ever had!" before the Lord spoke "so, you're here to kill me then... you know how goddamn pathetic you sound right now?" he laughed a bit, knowing that some fool in torn armor couldn't obviously defeat him. Gregor lunged at the enemy before him, with his spear in hand, he yelled out as he rushed towards his target, jumping up and trying to stab the Lord in the neck, but that was futile as it ended up getting blocked by the Lord's Sovnya, with the lord grasping one of gregor's arms before slamming him to the ground, dust lifting off as Gregor tried to get up, not wanting to go down yet.  feeling a hand grasp at his cape, pulling him up onto his feet, Gregor tried to stab Xikar in the chest but was stopped as a sharp pain that ebbed from his shoulder, he looked over to see the Sovnya now pierced through his shoulder, the sovnya being ripped out soon after.  Gregor tried to get up-- but to no avail, as he sunk down to his knees, coughing up blood. He tried to keep his eyes open; but he felt the consciousness slowly fade away, with the last thing he heard was Lord Xikar laughing as a golden light surrounded him, along with a feeling of falling.

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Daylight shone out the window as an alarm clock sounded. A young woman opened her eyes groggily as she hit the snooze button on the clock, getting up and out of bed, yawning. she walked towards the kitchen to get some coffee for herself, as she thought "Well, another day, another thing to do." she got the coffee started before getting some food for her 3 cats. The phone rang as she finished making the coffee. she answered the phone, it was one of her friends. "Hey Amelia, how's it goin'?" the friend spoke. "Oh, things are going just as they usually do, just woke up and getting ready for the day, as usual, how bout you, Jaye?" Amelia Asked. "things are fine so far, i'm trying to work on a hangout room that i'm in the midst of making for my new home that i moved to." Jaye told Amelia. "That sounds cool, i'll help with the posters when i can." Amelia said in a chipper tone of voice. "I will-" Amelia was cut off when she heard a loud "THUD!" and a greyish-red black blur fall from the sky and into her yard. "um-- alright, i think i heard something, i'll call you back when i can, okay?" Amelia asked. "uhm-- okay, sure then, bye."Jaye answered. "Bye." Amelia replied back before hanging up. Amelia opened the door to her home before walking out into the front yard, looking at the deciduous trees fading into orange and red, falling off the trees. Before she looked to see a crumpled form of a man, bloodied and torn. His body coated in armor that clung onto his body, with the armor broken and torn apart near the shoulder and chest, blood dripping from a wound on his forehead, and a gash on one of his arms with blood that trailed down to his gauntlet. a cape covering his back that had 2 shoulder pads adorned on it. his hair black as an onyx with one silvery streak being one of his bangs, with 2 elf-like ears poking out from each side of his long hair. his face had a few old scars covering it already. a weapon lay near him, a double sided spear with blood coating one end of the spear, with the spear having blue and gold handles on each side of each blade end. the man opened his eyes, one being a full on bright yellow with no  iris and pupil, and the other being normal, but with a yellow iris. his frame was leaning more on the muscular side of stocky, and his height was estimated at around 5'9 to 6 feet tall. Amelia was worried about this man, not only did he look to be different, but he was definitely no LARP player if he fell from the damn sky like that. She picked up the man and carried him indoors, taking off his armor and getting the supplies necessary to help. She dabbed some Neosporin on the wounds before getting the bandages and covering the inflicted areas after cleaning and drying them, picking up the man once again and carrying him to a spare bedroom, laying him down in a bed and covering his body with a blanket. keeping vigil on him in case he came to at the very moment she sat down. 

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Slowly stirring from the void of unconsciousness, Gregor 's eyes opened, his body sore and exhausted. in his semiconscious state, he raised his arm up, almost if reaching for someone, his vision blurred as a sound of an AC whirred and generated some heat in the room. He let out a groan as he felt himself slowly become more conscious, the pain in his shoulder becoming a small bit more prominent. he tried to sit up, but the pain in his shoulder spiked up again, which ended with him collapsing onto the bed. he turned his head over to See a young woman wearing a grey shirt and brown pants, with her caramel colored hair fading into a ruby red, with that being tied into a ponytail that draped over her shoulder, her silver colored eyes looked down at gregor. "So you've finally woken up, how do you feel?" She asks. Gregor sighs before answering "Sore and absolutely dizzy." he sat up, putting the palm of his hand to his face. letting out a small groan before saying, "Ahg... tunnel vision, wait a sec." before responding "Okay, everything's fine now." He looks down at his body, seeing the new and clean bandages bound onto his chest and shoulder. He looks around the room, it's strangely different from what he's used to, with all the modern-looking decorations and furniture--compared to wooden or stone walls-- and ceiling lights instead of candles or lanterns on shelves or desks. The wounded trooper was confused by this scenery around him, it was so... new. He tried to get of of the bed that he was on, He leaned one of his arms against the walls, he got up while leaning on the wall for a bit of support as he limped towards the bathroom to look at the damage further. he got to the sink of the bathroom, propping himself up on the surface of the sink and looking at the bandages bound to him, small patches of blood were starting to form on them as he saw the fresh scars on his face from wounds previously healed. He closed the door and sat on the floor of the bathroom, letting out a sigh, wondering what happened to him. "Hey, are you alright in there?" the young lady was on the other side of the door, concerned about Gregor.  "Yeah, i'm fine, why would you care?" Gregor asked as he slid against the door. "You don't really sound fine to me, in fact you sound obviously unwell." The woman replies back. The woman opens the door, and gregor collapses back with darkness slowly devouring the edges of his sight as his mind is too tired to process the pain now, with the last thing he sees before passing out being the Woman's face. 

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Amelia just changed the bandages of the young man again after once again cleaning and disinfecting his wounds, and she waited for him to wake up, This time also running a washcloth under water and wringing it out just enough so the washcloth was damp and cool, before placing it on the young man's forehead, Incase a fever kicks in. She keeps vigil by his bedside yet again so he wouldn't be alone when he woke up, as he laid in the bed, unconscious.

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Gregor Started coming back to consciousness, his vision blurred and hazy as darkness started to fade away from his vision as he let out a weak groan. 

"Easy there, don't try to strain yourself too hard this time" the woman said again, putting her hands on Gregor's shoulders, pushing him back down to the bed. Gregor looked up at the woman, before asking; "Who are you?"

the woman was a bit puzzled, but soon answered; "I'm Amelia Randess, how about you?"

Gregor sighed, before replying;"the name's Gregor, Gregor Uledin"