Where am I? This is strange, I'm in the dark, but not like usual. I did the routine; the lighthouse was working fine. I looked for the figures and next thing I knew, I was here.
/RUMBLE!/
A sound just came from behind me. The area I'm in is shaking! Why!? I'm shaking now!? What the hell is going on?
/CRASH!/
Ah, light! Wait! There's a bunch of rocks around me. Large boulders and small stones were falling all around me.
" Ah! I found you! Sorry about this, I'm kind of bad with most magic! That includes our species spells."
A light was shone on my face as a gruff voice spoke to me. I placed my hand in front of my face to block some of the light. It felt like someone was pointing a flashlight directly in my eyes from how strong the light is.
" Oh! Sorry kid!"
I heard a click and then, the light was gone.
" Here, follow me, there's natural light this way."
I followed the sound of the man's voice.
" Good, good. Just be careful with the hole in fron---"
" OWW!"
Before he could finish warning me, I knocked my foot into the wall that his voice was coming from. Wait! Hole? Why is there a hole here?
" Hey mister, why is there a hole here?"
" It's where I dug to find you. Ah, right! You're a summoner. We're underground right now young man."
" Underground? Where exactly underground?"
" We're at Molemen City. More specifically, we're in the Royal Cavern."
" Molemen?"
I repeated the word that sounded the weirdest to me as I entered the hole and my eyes adjusted to the light on the other side. Blue, purple and green light illuminated a giant underground city.
" Shame you arrived in a wall, but what can you do? Magic is magic, it's not science. Anyways, nice to meet you! I'm Gilbert Harrow, King of the Molemen! And I've chosen you to form a contract with! Tell me young man, what is your name?"
The man who spoke to me, Gilbert. He was a large man.... No that's not the right word. Gilbert looked like a cross between a gorilla and a mole rat. The only thing humanish is his face. Like a macho man with a more of a bush on his lower face than just a beard and the mole rat teeth poking out of that bush. He wore what looked like a brown version of what a mechanic would wear in my old world and goggles to protect his eyes... Or are they prescription? I should probably answer his question, I don't want to be rude to the Spirit who wants to form a contract with me.
" My name is John, John Ericsson. And what do you mean you've chosen me? Do you already know about me or something?"
" Yes, word has come down from the surface about how you've managed to form a contract with Queen Lily. You have to be something special to be able to form a contract with her! You're only the 3rd person to contact her and the 1st to actually form a contract with her. I think you'll make something special out of yourself in the future and do something great. I figure a representative of the Molemen should also join you. From what I've observed, you seem to be a good man. So, I've brought you here to form a contract. What do you say? Want to team up with me?"
" I see. Well, sure! Why not?"
" Really? You're not even going to ask what I can do? Just accept my selfishness?"
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The Demon King's Paladin
Fantasy18-Year-old John is teleported from a tense argument to a fantasy world. The one who summoned him is the current Demon King who has an immediate need for John. John is a paladin, something that the Demon King was searching for.