Capital of the Augustus Empire, Royal Year 3360
Amongst the burning corpses and broken walls, a figure shrouded in silver armour was moving impatiently, as if in search of something. As the figure entered the throne room enshrined in darkness only to be slowly illuminated by the moonlight seeping through the door. Atop the throne was the mutilated heads of the royal family strung on a spear that pierced the throne.
Moving away the spear, the figure raised his sword to break the throne. Under the now broken throne was the secret exit, laid for facilitating the safe escape of the royalty in danger, which was useless now. But the figure moved down the path, for it also led one to the treasury of the palace.
Opening the chamber doors, the well-illuminated bright room blinded the figure for a few seconds. Inside the room were troves of gold, diamonds and anything that was considered valuable. It was the pride and symbol of the Throvan nation. Albeit being a small nation in the remote corner of the continent, it was a rich nation because of its thriving trade with the continent of Glyrsov in the east.
Moving quickly through the room without caring for anything, the figure made his way to a dark end of the room, having a peculiar heap of unusual objects. The objects had an eerieness, similar to that of the paranormal. Rummaging through the pile, he picked up a book and a pen. There was nothing special about it. But as soon as he started writing, a bright light began surrounding him. Soon, he was whisked away from the place.
The surroundings became white, nothing but white. Except for the thing lying before him. It was a 84 inch tall long-tongued grotesque creature that was writhing in pain. Soon, it disappeared and a being made of pure light appeared before him. "Now that we have at ende ridde us of the anoyaunce that cam in, shul we now to oure nedes?" But just after seeing the armoured person, the being felt nauseous and disgusted.
Though the figure was wearing silver armour, the armour was covered with all kinds of bloods and organs, of humans and demons. Composing himself, the Bright One snapped his fingers to clean the figure in front of him.
The figure looked about 25 years in age, having golden-blond hair and beard, removing and holding a Great Helm in his hand, along with a longsword. Kneeling before the Bright One, "I beseech thy to sendan me to mine stede." "Thou wish shall be granted." Soon, a light encompassed the figure and soon he disappeared from the place.
Earth, year 2031 (5 years before the ascend of the Eltrius)
As soon as he opened his eyes, a familiar sight greeted him. A beautiful urban landscape under the evening sun. After getting down from the top of the hill, he started walking fast, sprinting. After a few minutes of passing through passerbys giving him strange looks, he reached to a modest house. He took the key that was under the broken vase, inside the cardboard box, at the corner of the veranda. Without hesitating a moment, he opened and went through the door.
"Honey, if you're back, wash your hands and sit at the couch, I have made your fave snacks today"
Heeding her instructions, after washing his hands, he made his way to the kitchen.
The woman looked at him and started laughing. "What's with that outfit? Are you cosplaying as some medieval knight after work?", she chuckled.
He hugged her tightly without replying. Though surprised by his actions, she hugged him back with a smile.
"What happened, did you miss me that much?", she asked.
He simply kept hugging her and a few drops fell from his eyes. They kept hugging each other for a long time.
After freshening up in the bath, they sat down for snacks in the couch.
She started the conversation. "So, do you wanna say what's going on? You look changed. " "I have been away, for a very long time. At a far away place. It has been difficult for me."
Sensing the serious tone and his difficulty in even forming sentences normally, she sensed the gravity of the situation.
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Without speaking, Evelyn was patiently waiting for me to continue. Realising that my English was not very good, because of converting my thoughts from Old English to Modern English, I started speaking sentence by sentence. Starting from the day that I went upto the hill on the way from work to enjoy the view, when I suddenly felt weak and lost consciousness to how I was stuck in a sixteen year war, starting as a foot soldier to being a squad leader. How I kept searching for a way back home and how I made it back.
I started hugging and crying all over her without any restrain, while I was explaining. It took more than an hour for me to pour it all out and calm down finally.
After everything I said, when I looked at her. It was clear, that it was a lot for her to take in but it seemed that she believed me. I started crying again.
Evelyn was a woman who came into my life only for the past two years, atleast as per my life here. She and I got married, only because of our parents being aquintances. So it was technically a marriage arranged with a stranger.
Our relationship started way too awkward. Then slowly we started getting to know each other, going on dates, going step by step through all the stages of relationship, until we started loving each other genuinely. It was a fairytale of sorts. The sixteen years I endured through that hellish battlefield was only possible because of my family and her. I clung to a single hope that I would meet them again and worked through death for it.
The effects of my transmigration became apparent after a few days, not only my speech had gotten impaired a bit, there was other physical changes in me.
It wasn't like I got any superpowers, due to my transmigration, it was that I lost some of the little fat that I had and got buffed a bit. One of the weirder part of this whole ordeal was that I got through the 16 years without much change in my body due to my age. That didn't make the pain I went through any better, just because my body was the same overall. I got my brown hair back though.