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Eléonore Françoise Le Germaine de la Molière. That’s the Fire Witch’s name.
She’s bold for insisting upon you like this. You’re an adult man with no reason to care at all.
But Eléonore apparently summoned you.
“Is this a joke?” You say. “Do people summoned to this world gain some special abilities or something like that? Sorry, I'm still coming to terms with what the hell is happening.”
Eléonore flinched at your voice. She frowned.
“Do you feel anything different?”
No, you say.
“Do you think you can channel Arka from your body?”
No, you don’t think so. After talking, she realizes you have no magical abilities at all. You don’t know what ‘Arka’ is. Must be some parody of Qi or mana in this world.
“Sigh… This world is named ‘Harahel’. It is the name of our Goddess. She created the whole realm. You’re here for a reason, don’t you think?”
Eléonore produced a glowing flame from the tip of her index finger. She boredly played with it while you processed things.
“I’m a member of the Order of Fire Witches. I have a talent for manipulating elements. You’re not the first person from Earth who ended up here in Harahel, and you won’t be the last. There are more people just like you.”
A dumb boy with knowledge of how fantasies like Harry Potter works would leave it at that and eagerly buy whatever Eléonore’s selling. But you’re old and wise enough to be cautious.
“You’re here because you must have an exceptional talent or ability of some kind. It’s impossible for you to be just ‘a regular everyday normal guy’.” She said impatiently.
Maybe you’re unable to see if you can shoot fireballs out of your hands right now, but you’re unconvinced. It’s foolish and impudent to go with what Eléonore is asking of you when you’ve only just met.
“This is the Encore Region. We’re in the province of Navia, in the Principality of Greyweul. In this kingdom, there are adventurers. They explore dungeons and wildlands, perform errands and quests from guilds. They do all kinds of things. Yes, dragons and wizards are real. Yes, there is a God - more than one. Need I go on?”
She takes you to the bulletin in the tavern where an old world map is tacked on. The world you’re in now looks nothing like a map of Earth. Harahel looked like one supermassive pangea surrounded by an ocean. Least according to this map.
Finally, you ask why should you help her.
“Ah-h-h… You’re quite ungrateful, you know?” Eléonore pouted. “I fed you… and I summoned you! Do you have any idea how much Arka a summoning ritual takes? I’m too weak to go anywhere by myself! And besides, you and I… we’re meant to stay together and go on adventures…”
Eléonore sighed. She looked down at her feet. “Please? Tomorrow’s my last chance at getting that amulet from the dungeon.”
You eventually give in and agree to help her.
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