[Name : Daran Dragonhart]
[Class : King]
[Level : 1]
[Attack : 10]
[Defense : 20]
[Strength : 10]
[Stamina : 10]
[Agility : 10]
[Skills :
What the fuck is going on? I would have sworn that electric chair was killing me. Where the fuck am I? And what is this screen floating in front of my face?
"My king?" someone called, referring to me. Sitting across me, he has a stupid smile all over his face that was bugging me. He wasn't alone. There was another with him and both are dressed like you would expect aristocrats of old dress. I looked around. The room exudes grandeur and opulence, befitting the status of a king. High ceilings are adorned with fancy chandeliers, casting a warm and fluorescent glow across the spacious room. Rich tapestries hang from the walls, depicting scenes of historical events and significant moments in the kingdom's past.
We were seated on opposing comfortable cushions with a table between us, their luxurious fabric fitting the room's elegance. To one side of the room stood an executive desk arrangement, well-organized and commanding attention.
"If you could just sign the papers...my king," the fool urged on. "Everything would be finalized."
That was when I noticed that I was holding a parchment with words written on it. Weird words that I could somehow read. It read :
"I, Magnus Stonebrow, hereby acknowledge that I have loaned King Daran Dragonhart of Drakoria the sum of 10,000 gold coins for a period of ten years. As collateral, King Daran pledges 20% of the kingdom's lands due east, including the valuable silver mines, to secure the loan. This agreement is bound by the laws of Drakoria and that of the continent and shall be considered effective upon both parties' signatures below."
10,000 gold coins must be one hell of a money to risk this much collateral, I thought, but that's none of my business. I was very much disoriented. Is this what I think it is? I pondered, feeling almost gleeful but I held back. I was having a slight headache.
I stood up, and gently walked away, my back to them. My hand traced the dragon form on a tapestry as I could feel my heart beating a bit faster.
"Leave me"
"My king?"
"If I repeat myself" my voice intentionally even, "your heads will roll with it"
They looked at each other in shock but bowed and left.
"This feels so real" I whispered to myself, and then turned to the old butler behind me. "Lead me to my chambers"
No need to feel too excited yet. I will go to sleep and see if I will wake up here, or in hell where I truly belong.