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Chapter 3 - Chapter 2: A Frightening Introduction

​After half a day of relentless walking, still tracing the winding river, I finally spotted a massive tree laden with round, apple-like fruit. They were sweet and delicious, giving me a much-needed energy boost.

​And then, finally! I saw them.

​A group of five figures, armed like adventurers from a game: a massive man with a greatsword, two women holding staves, an archer, and a smaller, wiry man. They moved with purpose, and I immediately felt a surge of excitement. They had to be heading toward a town.

​Unsure how to approach, I decided to follow discreetly, maintaining a safe distance.

​Minutes later, they stopped. They began scanning the surroundings, their hands instinctively moving toward their weapons. My heart hammered. Had they seen me?

​The small man suddenly spun around and looked right at my hiding spot. His eyes were sharp, accusatory. Panicked, I ducked behind a thick tree trunk, my nerves stretched thin. I took a shaky breath and peeked out again.

​Too late. The wiry man was standing directly in front of me, a dagger pressed tightly against my throat.

​My life, which had just begun, was now hanging by a thread.

​"H-hi?" I managed to squeak.

​He shouted a torrent of sounds that meant nothing to me.

​"&#&¥℅$¶'£&q!"

​The words were harsh, alien. A system? A language barrier? It was worse than I thought.

​"I'm Miro. Nice to meet you," I introduced myself, my voice trembling but trying for maximum friendliness. I didn't want my first day in the new world to end with a fatal misunderstanding.

​"₹&%€^¥×Π€!!!" he roared, his anger palpable. He gripped my shoulder hard while keeping the blade fixed on my neck.

​His companions arrived—the massive swordsman and one of the women with the staff. They looked equally furious.

​Wait. This is another world. Maybe I have a skill?

​Desperate, I muttered the only spells I could think of: "Menu! Skill! Abracadabra!"

​I must have looked ridiculous.

​"&#%@×¥°!!!" they yelled, the foreign words slicing through my nerves.

​"Wait, I think there's a misun—"

​I tried to explain I wasn't a threat, but the big man's fist slammed into the side of my head. The world instantly went black.

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