Chapter 3: Amidst the dreams and worries
Jason groaned as he hold his head in pain. He blinked and was surprised to find himself in a dark place. A dungeon-looking place that looks grim and dark with only the torches attached to the walls to keep the place bright.
This place reminds him of the dark souls...
Jason decided to explore the place and find the exit. But it seems that the more he continued to move forward and walk, the more he find himself going deeper and deeper to the dungeon.
Eventually, he came across a room with bars. A prison room – Jason couldn't help but walk towards that room closer as if he was being attracted to something. When he finally got closer, he saw a person chained with cuffs and chains on his hand and feet. The person's face was indecipherable because the room was dark and the torch was within the distance.
Jason can see the person move a bit inside the prison. The chains rattled as the person adjusted his lowered head and look up at him.
" Iason? "
Jason didn't reply to the person.
" Is that you? "
Finally, he decided to answer this person.
" Yes.."
" Iason..... I– promise... Would you, No– You shall certainly take back the throne from Pelias. Fulfill your promise... Do it. "
Jason remained quiet at the grim situation.
" He isn't the rightful king! I am. And you will inherit the throne my son, Iason. Make your mother and me proud. Honor your parents Diomedes.. "
Jason's eyes widened when the person tried to reach out one of his hands to him despite the cuffs and chains. He unconsciously back away from the person who he identified as Iason's father.
When he back away, he was suddenly overcome by a feeling of dizziness. He closed his eyes as he felt that the world was spinning.
When he opened his eyes, he found the surroundings were unstable. The place was rocking and shaking. He look around and realized that he was on a ship. A traditional and ancient ship. The sky was dark and ominous. Thunderstorms echoed loudly and heavy rain pour down the skies heavily.
Jason decided to walk around the place. Eventually, he finally came upon a familiar sight... Or should he say a familiar someone?
" ... Medea? "
The dress, the hair.. and all of the defining characteristics, there's no doubt, that this person was one of the members of Argonauts, Medea Lily.
" Iason~ "
She moves towards him. But Jason decided to move and run away somewhere. Her smile was giving him chills and warning signs through his head.
When he turned his back, Jason's eyes widened. What was a previous place of emptiness was now full of people.
They were all looking at him. It made Jason unconsciously gulp and feel uneasy. He carefully looks at them. He can recognize some of them by remembering their details about the game.
Heracles, Atalanta, Asclepius, Caenis, and the Dioscuri Castor and Pollux.
Jason suddenly a pair of hands embrace him from behind. Medea Lily smiled at him sweetly. Jason could only feel dread and terror in this situation. He tried to pry off the hands-on him but it seems that it has tightened its grip further. The nails were digging deep into his skin as if they want to bury themselves deeper and make his skin bleed.
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The Wrong Jason Singularity
FanfictionHis name was Jason, one of the many regular guys who has been suffering through the Gacha Hell and Salt dimensions of FGO. One day, all of it has changed when he found himself in the past. Perhaps, an another world or dimension- and more importantly...