1 Strange World, New Life

Though living in a world of fantasy may seem the dream of many. To the people who never knew such a thing would be baffling by its oddities. An apparition that few, if not a certain number of folks would not accept nor acquaint themselves to such realities. That the human mind creates from the amalgamations that it allures.

As the tales of old and the stories that speak of its accounts will spread throughout the generations to come. Here, we shall lunge ourselves to the adventures of one man. Turning a back-watered world that eternally was trapped from strife, stagnation, war and many more horrors. Into a new epoch of science, understanding, peace and prosperity.

And so, shall the reign of the First Emperor begins.

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"Huh? what is this place?" said John Akton.

Why am I in such a luxurious place? Why am I here in the first place? Realizing that the only clothing I was wearing are but fine silky clothes yet feels like soft sheets of garments. Was I perhaps drunk last night and blew all of my savings to sleep just one night to escape my depressing life?

How dumb could I be to waste all of my hard work on a hotel which its name I couldn't remember!!! Since when did I started doing this...

My life has been s*it ever since I started meddling in with political affairs of the British parliament, the stock market which I started to make profits right when I had a financial crisis that occurred when I lost a bet in a casino, which I tremendously regret.

I was having a hard time finding a proper place to stay. I haven't even paid off my college loans yet! Although my debt isn't that huge (all thanks to the jackpot I had in the lottery ticket. A total of $120,000) compared to the average college student who specializes in medicine.

When I get out this place, I should contact my colleagues where I am, find a proper job this time and start all over again from scratch! Then all of a sudden; while I was figuring out where I placed my clothes, someone burst out of the door.

"Your Grace! The city is under siege by the barbaric orks! Word has it from the city defenders that they are spotted in the thousands near our walls!" said the guard who barged in uninviting.

What in the world is he talking about? Why is he addressing me as some nobleman from medieval europe? I'm just an unemployed late college graduate that is currently jobless from all the mistakes in life.

So I ask "Excuse me but wha-"

BOOM!

He hears an ear piercing explosion. Then the ceiling started showing cracks from the explosion as the walls started cracking.

Then out of the blue a fist size rock was thrusting outwards from the ceiling; wanting to be relinquish from the bounds that the ceiling was holding on to. It then finally fell off, aiming at johns head. You can see its sadistic face, lusting for that sweet silky silver hair. [Hmm~ Wall porn - Author]

Bang! It was a direct hit to the noggin. He felt dizzy afterwards, so dizzy in fact he started swaying and spinning; dancing like a tree branch. Suddenly he started seeing flashbacks.

Flash! An abundance of memories began appearing in his head, he now had a better grasp on the confusing situation he was in. He remembered going on an expedition to find a peculiar temple in the dunes of the middle east; when he lost his previous job as a medical doctor.

Now why are you wonder, how the hell do I keep losing so many good jobs? Well it has to do with the people around me that they have a bitter taste of me. Its all thanks to John's huge ego, hence he has few trust worthy friends although he may have been in a prestigious school once but he eventually transferred due it being more pricey. All the things I had were gone, poof!

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'So thats how I ended up tagging along with a bunch of overly enthusiastic archaeologist which they all ended up dying, go figure John.' He thought while still in a trance.

The lack of manpower, the shortage of resources and very low subsidies was its downfall. Hey you can't blame me, I lost nearly $30,000 worth of cash during my youth, what else was I going to do? So I joined and be their porter. We then went to Iran where we presume the lost temple was located in such a remote place.

Where the hidden gems and treasury of Cyrus the great, vault lies. To be completely honesty, I doubt any gold or silver would be found by a team of buffoons.

'What is this, Tomb Raider? At least make it feel like Indiana Jones.' He bitterly muses himself.

Hidden under a heap of sand, we found the temple in a matter of 4 months; I was surprise to even stay this long. Out of the 26 who volunteered, only 3 remain: Me, Jake Dickens who is a red-head that specializes in geology and explosives and Melissa Stone, a pretty and busty nerd who is the leader of the group and is also quite THICC!

You could say she was the one who organized the whole expedition, I mean hell she even did her homework if it weren't for Jake and the other people that the author is too lazy to mention [F*ck you, John - Author]

We then set foot in the temples gaping entrance. Its large hexagonal shape was very eye-catching and very odd to learn, why would this ancient civilization would use a hexagon as its entrance. Was it a symbol of its god or something else?

Either way it doesn't matter I just want what I came here for and that is the Golden staff of Cyrus the Great. A relic that is said to be made out of pure gold, dotted with majestic gems that sparkles like the stars, we came here for that.

"Watch your step guys, its not sable; we wouldn't want to be buried under the sun" said melissa.

"Oh plees, las' ing I want to die is write a mural sayin, [turn bak or go f*ck yursef on hay]" said jake whose a bit pissed. I stayed quiet for the remainder of the exploration due to the fact that jake was scottish.

Several hours passed "Wait.... Sometin not roite here? luk at dis hol' place is not even garded, no traps no notin... sometins fishy and I dun' lik da tase' of cavi'ar" Jake said.

"Perhaps this is nothing special compared to the other artifacts, I mean come on this whole expedition was only supposed to be discovering the secrets of cyrus's lost treasures, we could see ourselves in the hall of fame!" said Melissa as her eyes sparkle with joy.

"eh, onli yu wud drem of dat, I cam jus' fo' the moneh, I hope twas wort the time" said Jake as he grumbles.

"John, you seem awfully quiet; is something bothering you?" said the worried Melissa.

"Ah proble' he mises his wee little panties" said Jake who lightens up a bit.

"I lost it during a sand storm, I couldn't see my things when I opened the tent" said John who defended himself.

"Ye, a bit of dus' cot in me eye, OOO it hurts." said Jake who merely remarks at my reply.

"Hey, boys I think we're almost there, keep it sharp on any potential traps" said Melissa who ignored the two bickering. They were finally at the gate to cyrus' golden staff but something caught Johns attention

"This seems odd..." said John with a suspicious look on his face.

"???" Jake and Melissa looked at each other to what John mentioned.

"Yur' roite boyo, its not wot we expec' from da skriptur's we wer' told... we are at da bloody gate fo' christ sak'. No one tol' us it wud be this small" said Jake with a confused look.

He for one was right, the gate is small only 4 feet tall and 6 feet wide but we press on anyway. When we enter the small doorway we then came across a few hanging coffins in the walls.

Apparently this place is so much as a tomb than a place for keeping treasures but that doesn't stop us from going deeper in this catacomb. The sources we were given from this place doesn't support that we are in a temple that's meant to secure lost relics, it looks more like a memorial ground than a vault.

"Look I think I can see the the glowing light of gold!" said Melissa who seems to be stoked.

"Com' on wot ar' ya'll stanin round for? les' gooo!" said Jake as he dash towards the pedestal. All of a sudden something fell off from the ceiling.

BLAM!

A large square stone pillar smashed Jake's head as blood gushed out the walls staining it with red and several bones and organs splattered around the small corridor. We stood there, shocked at what we saw... We've known there would be traps but there wasn't any trip-wire or any pressure plate mechanism. There was only one way a rock would've fallen off without triggering anything, and it was from above.

"I see it!" He muttered

I saw a silhouette wearing a strange worn out hood that appears to be centuries long. Was somebody here before us? How could that be possible, evidence shown by Jake that the front gate hasn't open in millennia! Unless there were people here before this accursed sepulcher was closed. But that was thousands of years ago! I then decided to point my mini-Maglite at it.

"Hey you there! What are you and why are you here!" John yelled furiously.