You are magically transported to a fantasy land full of new characters and dangerous places. Join a group of elite warriors as you try to save the world and find your way home, and who knows, maybe you will also find love along the way - who will yo...
Y/n: Here I am, at FanExpo FantasyCon, a massive gaming convention. I've always dreamed of attending. After ten long years, they're finally unveiling Last Legacy II: Ex Nihilo, the sequel to my favorite game. I spent months on my costume: A Starsworn Knight based on leaked designs from the new game.
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???: Wow! Your cosplay is spectacular. Are you here for the Mike Morgan signing?
Y/n turns to find a familiar face beaming at him: It's Celena, his favorite cosplayer!
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She looks like she's straight out of a video game.
Celena: Hi, I'm Celena. So, what's your job class?
Y/n: Hey! I'm Y/n. I'm a Starsworn Swordmaster. Don't worry, the sword's not real.
In fact it was entirely constructed with foam, worbla, and way too many sleepless nights.
Celena: That's awesome! Did you see the poster?
Celena motions to the side wall. A massive display of two iconic champions ensnares Y/n's attention. On the left is Magister Escell, the vain, scheming Battlemage that half the internet's obsessed with. Y/n always found him kind of cliche. On the right, however... Ayanna Anka. She's an Engineer— a machinery specialist with countless tricks up her sleeve. She's also Y/n's main. He knows everything about her, including her secret romance with the game's final villain. Her default skin is a little questionable, but also typical.
Y/n: Don't you think Ayanna would look good in a chainmail bikini—
When Y/n turns around, Celena's gone.
Y/n: Hello?
His voice echoes in the empty room. A low thud startles him. Slowly, a staff rolls into view, coming to a stop at his feet. He recognizes it immediately. The Astrolabe, one of the legendary weapons in the original Last Legacy. The gold wrought staff houses an iridescent crystal sphere, pulsing with a faint light. There's no way this is an ordinary cosplay prop. Y/n reaches for the staff without thinking. The moment his fingers tap the cool glass, it erupts with a flash of blinding white light. He wrenches his hand back, but it's too late. The gallery dissolves into a flurry of shimmering white lights. Then darkness swallows him.
