The otherworldly pixie

The Pixie Clan

 It was a clan of only females, and I'd entered their throne room. The queen looked at me with surprise and anger. I saw her and my eyes immediately wandered around the room. It was full of fairies no bigger than 10 cm. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. They all wore small dresses.

The queen was 7 cm tall and wore a dress that covered just half of her thigh and she was sitting with her legs up. I immediately apologized, but my experience with female beasts had taught me that I was about to be attacked. I opened my eyes and saw the pixies getting ready to attack me. One of them flew towards my head and I flinched thinking that her blade, which was around as big as a toothpick was going to go through my eye, then she went straight through me. 

The pixies realized that I was just a spiritual manifestation and started using a spirit cannon, it almost hit me and I decided that I had to kill them all, I swung my sword and released a bit of magic into it, the attack was strong enough to pulverize all of them. I felt very guilty but then I saw the loot they just dropped.

 Pixies were small creatures and thus very good at stealing. I looked and saw something very interesting, one of the pixies had survived by using her blade and magic to go against mine. I picked her up and decided to take her back. The rift was opened almost immediately and we went through it.

I was back in my body and the pixie was looking around frantically trying to understand what had happened. I knew the loot that I had picked was automatically moved to my Dimension(I'll call it the Gap). The pixie looked beautiful, and I was sure that if she was a real girl I would have immediately fallen in love with her. 

She looked like someone had taken a sliver of the most well-made tint of blue and poured it into her eyes, her face was cute and she looked down afraid that I would kill her. My eyes wandered lower and I saw that she was wearing a dress matching her eyes.

I got up from my bed and picked her up, "Do you speak human language?" I asked her.

She nodded and looked up. I saw that her neck had a small cut which was bleeding a lot. I forgot that she couldn't have blocked my attack completely and immediately picked her up with gentle fingers. She looked scared for a second, but I didn't have time to think about her fear. I went to my table and picked up the first aid kit. I slowly started cleaning her wound and she seemed surprised that I was helping her. I bandaged it using a small part of the bandage and asked her, "Does it still hurt a lot?"

She just looked at me and didn't answer. I thought about it for a few seconds and looked around. There couldn't be anyone but this was a skill that no one could know about. So I closed the drapes of my room and shut the door and locked it. I imagined a gate opening into my inventory and put my hand through it. I rummaged for it and then got it out.

 My most important artifact is the translator. I almost got fired because of this, because I forgot to come back to the real world when I went into the dimension of the elves. But it was worth it. I used the translator and asked her again, "Does it still hurt?"
She still didn't reply. I picked her up and looked her in the eyes, her eyes grew wider and she started blushing. She looked towards my palm and I heard her voice for the first time, "I can speak En-ga-lish, and it doesn't hurt that much now."I was in awe of her voice. It sounded so pure and innocent, yet so weak and soft. I smiled and turned off the translator. I told her, "I'm sorry about killing your whole clan".

 She laughed out loud and said that she wasn't sad about it, she was quite happy, "They treated me very badly, Another human like you had traversed into our world and I protected him from them, so they made me a slave, you saved me. Thank you. From this day forth I shall help you in all your future endeavors."

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