Realm of Ruins

Chapter 1

Crimson colored sky greets me as I woke up. I can feel something warm beneath me. No, everything below is warm. I immediately supported my body with my hands as I tried to get up.

Whoosh . . .

A vast desolate land greets me as I look everywhere. Everything is barren and desolate. Desolate and barren. Or, whatever is this placed called. The ground was littered with scorch marks everywhere and I can see mountains and hills at the distance. The weird thing is some mountains and hills looks like it has been cleaved in half, as if that's true. If someone was there who can cleave it in half, I will bet my life that it will be Superman.

Whoosh . . .

This God cursed wind really irritates me. The air smells of sulfur but I see no volcanoes. Maybe a lava pond or lake is present just like in the game Minecraft but if there is something like that here, then I hope there's a marshmallow for me to roast over it.

Just a few months ago, I'm a normal man living normal life with a normal job. Everything's normal! In fact, I've been working in a merchandise store serving those who has sufficient money to buy the products and stuff there. I'm also a working student and have been working since last year. I'm just about 16 years old and have been going to college like everyone who aspires to have a better life.

Grumble . . .

My dear stomach is telling me that he's hungry and he requires sustenance or he'll give me a stomach ache. The country where I was before doesn't have that much technology and breakthroughs in military technology but its been known in its breakthrough in food and agriculture. The Republic of Eastern Asia, world's number one food supplier is its nickname and any sane country will not make trouble for it unless he wants to face everyone's wrath. Our country's been supplying food everywhere and almost all countries in the world relies on us for their staple food so any country who dares to attack us is also daring enough to anger the whole world. Also, every country knows that we've been putting all the money earned in improving our industry so there's an unofficial rule that our country should not participate or to be dragged into a war.

After walking for a minute or maybe an hour, I began thinking of my previous world. World War 1 up to World War 4 brought our planet into a brink of extinction and many technologies are lost. Only history books describing the lost technologies still remains as of today and many researchers are using those books as preference to bring back those lost technologies. The Great War or WW1(World War 1) happened between Allies and Central Power. The Domination War, also known as the World War 2 is a conflict between the democrats and communist against nazis, which turned out to be the Allies versus the Axis, if what the history tells me is right. World War 3 is a conflict between the democrats and the communist, which were allies from the previous war is also known as the Nuclear War. It is between the Allied and the Red powers. This war is the only war which threatened the whole humanity into mass extinction as nuclear weaponries is used everywhere. The Territorial Wars or World War 4 is the latest war which turned out to be a war for territories. Instead of two factions fighting the whole war, every country fights for itself and massive amounts of civilians were killed in this war. There's still the Allied, the Red, and even the Axis. But even World War 1, 2 and 4 can't be compared to the scale and destructiveness of World War 3. All of the world's nuclear resources and lots of natural resources were used in this war and technology thrived in these time. Movies about this war are numerous and more are still being created.

As I saw a natural rock formation in the distance, my stomach complained again as the hope for water and edible food is brought to my mind. I'm a war fan and I love reading and watching something related to wars. World War 1 is war of men. World War 2 is war of tanks and planes. World War 3 is war of super weapons. World War 4 is war of planes and ships.

Thinking of war makes me feel alive and occupied. It gives me encouragement and motivation in this vast, desolate wasteland. I can't even see any decent living creatures, and even birds. If I'm not suddenly sucked by a vortex a few days ago, then I will think this as a wasteland left after World War 3. Normal nuclear weapons gives off radiation and waste which is east to clean with modern methods. Nuclear weapons made of Fusion or Antimatter Fusion technology is troublesome. Fusion waste, as we call them, requires time if you want to clear lands infested with Fusion waste. Antimatter Fusion is different. Eta Radiation, a byproduct of Antimatter Fusion weapons, which is also called Reverse Radiation, kills any living organism upon contact with it. The fun part of it is its heavy and wind isn't sufficient to carry it. It also has a color so a a grayish colored fog is present in any wasteland which is infested with Eta Radiation. No material can protect you from Eta Radiation, except materials made of antimatter, but antimatter technology is lost from time. The Swedish Monarchy, a country formed after World War 3, got their hands on an old, post World War 3 antimatter research facility but if they found something significant from it, then only God can tell.

The technology of this new world isn't that much. The slavers who wants to capture me a few days ago are wearing clothes made from natural resources and rides a horse with some of their horses pulling wagons and carriages. Just from the swords hanging from their waist is enough for me to recognize the level of technology this world has. I was transported from my house in my previous world, to an abandoned building, which I assume is a sort of temple in this world. Old books and records are the only things left there. Those books are put in a sealed container and add the fact that the pages was made from animal's skin. I tried studying their language and I've been doing enough. Its like a temple that is used for spreading their faith and in the previous world, missionaries taught religion and language to the natives so that same strategy being used here is no surprise to me.

After resting for a while, I began an inventory check as I knew that supplies should always be counted and noted by their owner if that person wants to have an easy life.

Almost half of my house was also sucked in by that vortex and was transported here so a few clothes, and items were also included in my inventory. I unloaded my black traveling backpack as I began noting and organizing the things inside of it. A war fan like me has lots of war related stuff so this bag contains my survival kit. A hunting rifle and some ammos for it, an unused first aid kit, a used one, a small water filtering system, MREs, a bottle for hot liquids, another one for cold liquids, tool maintenance set, a tent, a small outdoor cooking set, a tablet computer, solar charger, some office supplies, a set of clothes, a sleeping bag, outdoor survival kit, knives and other tools. After putting them back, I started organizing my duffel bag which mostly contained my clothes, which are mostly unused, and some limited edition books I couldn't leave behind. I also organized the rucksack which I got from the temple, which mostly contained books. The most amazing thing is that the books made from that animal skin is extremely light and their pages are so thin that a book containing 200 pages looks like it is 50 pages only. The downside is that they require delicate care as they are as fragile as tissue paper.

BOOM!!!

An explosion occurred at the distance as smoke rose from the horizon. The slave traders a few days ago threw a bomb into a wild animal as demonstration so I knew that it may likely be a bomb. The question is, who are they?