Clashing Blades, Cross of Fate

Draft 1

When I woke up in this world, the first thing my senses picked up is the sound of roaring thunder

I gazed at my surrounding. Around me were nothing but an endless expanse covered by heavy rain, blocking my vision the farther it goes

But that's not the only thing there

Lightning flashed, allowing me to take a glimpse beyond the veil of fog obscuring my vision

Bodies

Dead bodies littered the now barren land. The grass was razed to the ground. Weapons lie scattered at their user's feet, blood dripping off them forming into crimson rivers that gathered around me

This is not modern day

This is...something else. A different place far from where I was just moments before

I could hear some of them gasping. Some were crying, begging for the pain to stop. Others were stilled, accepting the reality of their eventual demise

But they are alive. Although barely, they can still be saved

I don't know why, or how I came to be here. But I'm not about to just ignore them

Name:

MP: 800 Unit

A new window appeared before me. I glanced at it, before focusing on the scenery in front of me

The Gamer power. Then there's a big chance it will provide me some abilities that are useful

Choose your specialization

[Healing]

[Killing]

[Trading]

[Art]

I mentally chose the first one. Another window popped up

[Heal] (Lvl 1)

- Restore target's health by 10% for the next 50 seconds

Cost: 10 MP

I walked up to one of the more sober one. An old man wearing a haori with his katana sheathed by his side. He was lying in a pool of his own blood, clearly on the verge of dying yet still conscious

A swordsman. I'm clearly somewhere in the past. But...why? It was supposed to be a normal day to my lab to meet my colleagues

The question lingered in my head as I walked to him. The rain coating my presence until I am several foots in front of him

"Who are you?" The man asked, spotting me approaching his downed form "...You're not a warrior from your outfit. This is no place for civilians to wander here. Go back"

I didn't say anything

"Boy, listen to me. I'm almost dying. The enemy's still close. It's best if you run to the West now, else you'll be caught by them too"

Boy?

I looked down at myself. Indeed, it seems as though my body had regressed from a middle-aged man into that of a teenager's

I don't have any complain about that

[Heal]

A glowing blue light flashed from my palm. I watched as the Samurai's face morph into surprise as his body slowly stitched itself back together

Before he could say anything more, I had already went to the next injured men and cast my spells on them

[Heal]