Chapter 15 - 15 (2/2)

”Don't take it the wrong way,” She added. ”What happened down there was horrible. Through and through. However, that's why I'm handing you this deal. Yeah, sounds shitty, but you might like where I'm heading with this.”

I took a deep breath and took a few moments to simmer down to hear it.

”Okay, shoot,” I said.

”I'm aiming to humiliate those f.u.c.k.i.n.g idiot upstarts for wrecking my world,” The woman said. ”And I'll give you power. I saw you had some guns and armor. Gave me some ideas about what I'd do for you. However, should I do this for you, I want you to go after those assholes. With some conditions.”

”The people who pulled me into this world?” I asked.

”Mmm~hmm~” She hummed.

I paused for a moment. I hadn't done much in my life that amounted to anything. Neither had I have people die to protect me nor almost die. I delved deep in myself. I lurked and tried to find what I wanted. Did I want revenge? Did I feel a need to kill the f.u.c.ker who did this?

A moment later, the answer came - but I had one last question.

”Can't I take the down without this deal?” I asked.

”How strong are you?” The woman eyed my, admittedly, slender frame.

I had muscle, and I could do anything a guy my age could do. Effeminate looks aside.

”Average guy stuff,” I said.

”Your world average?” She asked.

I felt the question was a trap.

”Yes...?” I said.

”You're gonna die out there.” She pointed out into the forests beyond the village. ”You'd probably survive in the village if you sell yourself.

”How so?” I said, feeling offended.

”No offense, but men from earth, on average, are weaker than men here.” She stated. ”Men here are mostly farmers, knights, soldiers, or other heavy labor types. That is if they're not rich or powerful. All the same, that also doesn't account for the monsters and other hostile forces that roam the land.”

”Isn't that--” She waved me off.

”Not like your world. Safety here is far and inbetween. Wars are constant. Death is normalcy. Your days aren't guaranteed. My world is twisted, malformed. Of the utmost degree, it is violent. The best person to have in your corner is a powerful figure - and whos more powerful than gods?”

”I see...” I said. ”And will this require me to sacrifice unborn children or v.i.r.g.i.n girls?”

The serious expression that'd formed on the girl's face twitched.

”No,” She said with a very, very deadly tone. ”And if you do try it, I'll make sure your soul burns in the deepest f.u.c.k.i.n.g pits I can find. Up for the deal now?”

”Y-Yeah, I'll take it,” I said. I felt slightly cold now.

”Good!” She beamed,” Cross your heart and hope to die~”

She made an ”x” over her heart, and I followed suit subconsciously. The skin above my heart began to sear for a moment, and I yelped. Before I could try and figure out what happened, a familiar object was shoved into my hands.

”Gotta go,” The girl said. ”We'll talk later.

”Wait!” I said.” You never told me your name!”

”Names Cyril, Creator of the World.” She smiled mischievously.