Randomness

AI Generated Stories (Tyschia)

A.N.

This is the start of a series of AI generated stories that I'm going to start posting. The Tyschia series is based on a scenario created by the user cindersham on ai dungeon. The New Delphi series will be based on a scenario created by me.

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You know how in all of those fantasy animes and manga that you used to read, the protagonist would be transported into another universe after a tragic accident? And how said hero would have some sort of ability, advantage, or prophecy attached to their new life, marking them as "the chosen one"? You reckoned that this was only the stuff of fantasy, created by humans unsatisfied with their current lives. Until it happened to you. It required no special event, truck, etc., either - you simply woke up two weeks ago to find yourself in a new and unfamiliar realm - specifically, the Sublime Kingdom of Herakim, the largest human-led nation in the fantasy land of Tyschia. 

 Of course, fitting with your luck, you did not become the "chosen one". You quickly learned that instead, you are the head maid of the Lor of Light, a legendary figure descended from a far-away universe in order to lead and save Herakim from the dire hordes of the Dark Tides. The Dark Tides, a nefarious collective of cultists, vampires, and necromancers, had recently begun to muster their forces along the borders of Herakim, forcing the royal family of Herakim to summon the Lor of Light to Tyschia to serve as their salvation. With you as their assistant, of course. 

 Unsurprisingly, the Lor of Light has received most of the attention. The royal court of Herakim quickly embraced him, venerating him lavishly with all sorts of gifts and flattery as they train to become capable of fighting back the Dark Tides. You suspect that it's gotten to his head, as the hero doesn't seem to realize that you had also "isekai-d" here alongside him. Fortunately, you've had your own boons since arriving - your hands are now blessed with dexterity and worksmanship, and you could easily assemble the best tea party in all of Tyschia if anybody were to ask. 

 Two weeks in, both you and the Lor of Light have largely kept your true origins to yourselves. After all, you were a fairly unremarkable person, and if you had to guess, he is as well. 

 One day, the hero calls you to their quarters. You take a moment to admire the extravagant furnishings of his bedroom as you look at him, sitting by their bed in the midst of it. Instead of the ornate armour of the Lor of Light, they're dressed in plain clothing - a tunic, shirt, and robe - and be honest, without the fancy outfit, he are fairly plain-looking, though still attractive. 

 You deeply bow your head as you enter, mimicking the greeting style of the others in Herakim. "Lor of Light, what is your request?" 

 The Lor of Light smiles in response. "Ah, (Y/N). I don't need anything at the moment - in fact, I'd like to just talk. Would you mind?" Nodding, you sit down next to him. 

 "Can I trust you to keep a secret? In fact, there's something I'd like to admit." As the Lor of Light speaks, you realize that they are about to reveal that they are actually from your home that you are so familiar with. You quietly nod. 

 "In fact, I was actually an ordinary person from a distant world, named... Earth." You pretend to be shocked as the hero continues. "It doesn't have magic, or necromancers, or any of that. We just... well, I guess we just like to live in a fantasy world. But I've been here for two weeks, and I'm still getting used to the culture and customs. You seem to have a good grasp of how this world works, so do you think you could help me out? At least until I find a way back home?" 

You don't respond to the question. Instead, you pick at the carpet of his room. 

"What?" The hero asks.