discovered by the hunters of the workshop, you became one of the greatest hunters to ever live. however, you feel a calling elsewhere. will you answer??
I woke up in a field of tall bamboo. Pushing myself up I did a quick check of my pocket dimension and was relieved that I had everything, Gehrman's scythe being chief among everything.
I had my Murasame, but that was inconsequential in comparison to Gehrman's scythe. Forcing myself to refocus, my eyes refocused to see that I was surrounded by... anthropomorphic crocodiles in Chinese armor?
Sensing their ill-intent, I smiled cruelly grabbing my Murasame. Drawing the blade slowly, the crimson glow and crimson lighting form my blade caused them to back up a bit.
I took a stance and said my signature line from my memories as a lord of the Samurai.
Sam: "Let's dance."
The charged me so I merely parried very one of their attacks, every stopping when I shoved my blade into one of their hearts, causing them to look between each other as their dead comrade fell to the floor.
I raised my bloody blade and pointed it at them.
Sam: "Who's next?" I asked, my eyes glowing red through my viser, as I did so, red lighting traveled around my body and blade.
Seeing this, the bandits ran away from me causing me to sigh in disappointment.
Sheathing my blade I summoned one of my lesser used weapons
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Spinning the weapon I turned it into its gun form and looked around. Time to get scarce.
Throwing down a smoke bomb, I was nowhere to be seen when the dust cleared.
Several 5 months later
I had been attacking this gang repeatedly, they were stupid enough to believe that they could defeat me, despite taking constant losses.
I had made several friends. One of the closest I made here was a cook that goes by the name of Mr. Ping. honestly, I wasn't shocked at this point that the world was comprised of anthropomorphic animals.
After saving a little bunny girl, I made my way back to the village and Mr. Ping's noodle shop.
Sitting down I buried my head under my arms in exhaustion. In all honesty, it was more emotional exhaustion than anything.
Walking up to me, Mr ping Served me tea on the house, as usual.
Ping: "Rough day Sam?" He asked finishing pouring my tea and added a unique leaf just because he and I were friends.
Sam: "You have no idea." I said sitting up, I got a few stories but I was a regular here so no one decided to comment on it. "Thought I met an old friend today, turned out to be a pretender magic caster," I said hinting on him. Ping chuckled knowing who I was talking about.
