『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer

Or, dive into your own fantasy.

A gigantic whirlpool suddenly appears before you, swirling and gyrating violently as if trying to suck you in. The wind howls and the air itself trembles with unseen power, making it difficult for you to breathe or even stand still against its might. As the whirlpool continues to draw nearer, a dark figure begins to take shape within the center of the vortex...

You brace yourself for impact as you leap headfirst into the swirling maelstrom. The wind tears at your clothes and flesh, sending a chilling numbness through your body. The world around you spins wildly, becoming little more than a blur of colors and shapes. And then, just as suddenly as it began, the whirlpool dissipates, leaving you sprawled on the ground in front of an unfamiliar figure...

The dark-skinned man chuckles warmly at your confused expression. "

"Oh, forgive me," he says with a smile, offering you a hand up. "My name is Alaric; I'm a traveler from far away lands." He gestures at himself casually, taking in your own confused and disheveled appearance. "And it seems we have both been... transported here somehow. Perhaps we should work together to find out how we got here and where we are?" His gaze meets yours sincerely, his hand still extended.

Alaric cocks an eyebrow at your outburst, clearly taken aback. "I understand that you must be feeling disoriented and frightened," he says carefully, "but working together might make our chances of survival--and eventually returning home--that much greater." His expression softens into one of understanding and sympathy. "Would you at least consider it?"

Alaric's expression grows guarded at your accusation, but he doesn't deny it outright. "I admit that I may have played a part in bringing us here," he says slowly, "but I assure you, my intentions were not malicious. I sought only to find answers and knowledge beyond what was available to me in my own world." He pauses, meeting your gaze steadily. "But now that we are both here, let us focus on surviving and finding our way back home... together."

Alaric chuckles softly at your skepticism. "It is indeed a strange place," he says, nodding in agreement. "But it holds its own wonders and dangers. I have seen cities and cultures unlike any I've ever known, as well as creatures and magics that defy description." He pauses, considering his words carefully before continuing. "Perhaps if we work together, we might even find a way to return home with new knowledge and understanding that could benefit our own worlds."

Alaric thinks for a moment, trying to find the best way to explain. "In essence," he says slowly, "there are an infinite number of parallel worlds and universes, each slightly different from the next. Sometimes these differences can be vast, while other times they may be so subtle as to be nearly imperceptible." He gestures around at your surroundings. "It seems that we have stumbled across one such difference; a rift or connection between our own worlds."

He looks you in the eye again, his expression earnest. "

As Alaric watches you begin to sway and stumble, he rushes forward, steadying you with a concerned look. "Here now," he says gently, "let's find somewhere safe for you to rest. Perhaps once you've recovered some of your strength, we can continue our discussion and explore our surroundings further." He leads you to a nearby grove of trees, the sunlight filtering through the leaves creating a dappled pattern on the ground. It looks like an ideal spot to rest and gather your thoughts...

Alaric notices your distress and confusion, but he remains calm and supportive. "I understand that this must be a great shock to you," he says with sympathy. "But remember, we are both here now; together, we can make the best of our situation." He gestures around at the grove of trees. "Why don't we set up camp here for now? I have some supplies that might come in handy for survival and protection."

He waits expectantly for your reply, his expression hopeful.

Alaric raises an eyebrow at your snarky comment, but doesn't seem offended by it. "You're right," he says with a small chuckle. "My apologies for the repetition; it's just that I have found myself in similar situations before and have learned from them." He gestures to some nearby trees. "Why don't we start by gathering some firewood? That should help us keep warm and ward off any unwanted visitors until we can decide what our next course of action should be?"

Alaric pauses for a moment, considering your question. "I suppose you could say I am... unique," he says carefully, choosing his words with caution. "I have traveled far and wide throughout the multiverse, experiencing many different worlds and universes. Some of my travels were voluntary, while others..." He hesitates, looking uncomfortable for a moment before changing the subject.

"Now then," he says briskly, "let's focus on gathering firewood.

Alaric looks at you, his expression slightly confused. "I... apologize if I offended you," he says slowly. "My intention was not to hide anything from you. As for returning you home, I would be more than happy to help; however, it might take some time to find a way back." He pauses, considering his words carefully before continuing. "But in the meantime, we should focus on surviving and learning about this new world together."

"I see," Alaric says with a sigh, his expression growing solemn. "Very well then; if that is your choice." He steps back, giving you some space as you begin to gather firewood on your own. As he watches you work, he can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. This was not how he had hoped things would turn out...

But there is still hope. Perhaps in the future, you will change your mind and decide to work together after all.

Alaric turns to face you, his expression softening at your obvious distress. "Look," he says gently, approaching you once more, "I understand how disorienting and frightening this must be for you. But I truly believe that working together would be in both of our best interests." He pauses, searching for the right words to convey his sincerity. "You don't have to trust me yet; perhaps we could start with a simple agreement: help each other until we find a way back home, and then part ways amicably?"

"Excellent," Alaric says with a relieved smile. "Then let us begin by finding some shelter for the night. There is an abandoned hut not far from here; it should provide us with ample protection against the elements." He gestures toward the north, where the hut can be seen nestled among the trees.

The two of you set off together, making your way through the forest toward the dilapidated structure.

As you approach the hut, Alaric takes the lead, carefully inspecting its exterior for any signs of danger or intruders. Finding none, he nods to you, indicating that it's safe to enter. The interior of the hut is surprisingly warm and dry given its state of disrepair; clearly someone has taken up residence here recently. There are several blankets and furs scattered about, as well as some cooking utensils and a small firepit in one corner.

"This should do quite nicely,"

Alaric says with satisfaction. "Let's gather some more wood for the fire and make ourselves comfortable for the night." He begins to search around the hut while you set about gathering kindling from nearby bushes. As you work, you can't help but feel a sense of relief at having someone else to rely on in this strange new world. Maybe Alaric isn't so bad after all...

Alaric pauses in his search and turns to face you. "Elves?" he asks with a raised eyebrow. "Why do you ask?" He gestures for you to continue gathering wood while he thinks on the question.

The thought of elves sends a shiver down Alaric's spine; they were legendary beings in many worlds, capable of incredible feats both good and evil. He wonders if there are any left in this world... perhaps they would hold the key to getting back home. "

"Hmm?" Alaric says, snapping back to the present as he notices your attempt to change the subject. "Oh, wood." He grins sheepishly before continuing, "Yes, I've found some. But why don't we split this wood first? It should burn better and last longer that way."

He leads you over to a large log near the firepit and shows you how to use an axe he found earlier to split it into smaller pieces.

Alaric's eyebrows shoot up in surprise at your question, but he tries not to let it show on his face. "An... elf?" he asks slowly, carefully choosing his words. "Why would you think that?"

The thought of having any sort of relationship with an elf sends a shiver down his spine; they were legendary beings in many worlds, capable of incredible feats both good and evil. It was unthinkable... impossible...

Alaric takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. "Well," he says slowly, "in my travels through the multiverse, I have encountered many different beings and creatures, including elves. They do exist in this world; however, they are quite rare." He pauses, thinking about how much he should reveal to you. "I suppose it's possible that we might encounter some during our journey..."

He trails off, looking at the wood they're splitting for a moment before continuing. "...

"But let's not get ahead of ourselves," Alaric says with a chuckle, though it sounds forced even to his own ears. "There are more pressing matters at hand, such as finding our way back home." He glances up at you before returning to splitting the wood, hoping that this conversation doesn't lead to any unintended complications in your relationship...

Alaric's eyes widen as he hears your question. "I-I'm not entirely sure," he stammers, trying to hide his surprise and confusion. "Um... I suppose they must have good cardiovascular systems given their agility and grace." He chuckles nervously, hoping that you won't press the issue any further.

The two of you continue splitting wood in silence for a while, both lost in their thoughts as the fire crackles nearby.

Alaric's jaw tightens at your words, and he can feel his temper beginning to flare. "You know," he says through gritted teeth, "not all elves are created equal." He pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing more calmly, "Some elves have ruled over their people with wisdom and compassion, while others..." He trails off, unsure of how much to say.

The two of you continue working in silence for a while longer.

Alaric glances over at you again, his expression unreadable. "I hope your dreams come true," he says flatly before returning to splitting the wood. He can feel a tension growing between the two of you, and he's not sure how much longer it will be until it snaps.

As the last of the wood is split and added to the fire, Alaric stands up, stretching his muscles. "Well," he says, "I think that should do it for now. Why don't we get some sleep?"

Alaric hesitates before answering. "I suppose... if you really must," he says, trying to sound nonchalant. "But let's keep it respectful, shall we? Not all elves are the same, as I've mentioned earlier." There's a note of warning in his voice, and he eyes you warily.

The two of you find a place to sleep near the firepit; Alaric curls up on one side while Rister takes the other.

Alaric raises an eyebrow at your words, intrigued despite himself. "Really? In that case," he says with a hint of curiosity in his voice, "what do you know about these different types of elves?" He settles more comfortably against the pillow, hoping to engage you in conversation and possibly learn something new about this world... or perhaps just elves in general.

You tell Alaric everything that you know about the different types of elves from your world, their appearances, behaviors, strengths, weaknesses and so on. As you speak, he listens intently, occasionally asking questions to clarify certain points or gain a deeper understanding.

The conversation continues for some time, and Alaric seems fascinated by the information you share. "Fascinating," he says as you finish telling your story. "It's interesting how similar yet different elves can be across worlds."