"So I reincarnated into a world with magic and fantasy beings with me sporting the appearance of a smaller version of my usual self." A look of mock surprise formed on his face. The trio nodded their heads. Magnus pushed his hair back. He was at least four inches shorter. From the 6'1 giant he used to be to an average sized boy, and don't get him started on how skinnier he is.
His green eyes scanned the brown walled cabin and was pleasantly surprised by how well Elvia did in restoring it. "So what now?" Thali, Mortale and Elvia looked at each other with shit eating grins. "We're giving you an invitation to join our adventure group ," Mortale stood before finishing with jazz hands, "Of three."
Magus stared at the bandit with large dead eyes. Mortale sat back down in embarrassment and looked down, scowling at the sound of Elvia and Thali cackling. "I'll join." Magnus stated, a small smile making a way on his face. He's been through enough shit and he had the right to start a new chapter and heal from the trauma that he suffered. The feeling of revenge long gone and replaced with hope and a reason to keep living." I'm going to need better clothes than this white gown you've had me wearing this entire time."
"I'll get on that." Thali spoke up.
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The group of four now stood in the middle of an open field. "You arrived in Locrome at the best possible time. There's a tournament taking place in the Kingdom of Aroma in a week. Our job is to train you to the best of our abilities. As well as help you master thrill mode." Elvia buzzed. She spun around before, sitting on Mortale's shoulder. The red haired boy nodded. His hands were firmly placed on his waist and a smirk was painted on his face.
Thali had given Magnus a large white cloak hooded jacket with fur lining that was opened with a black shirt underneath. A pair of black cotton pants to wear, and a pair of white shin high combat boots were placed on his feet with the end of the trousers tucked in the shoes. It was honestly the best thing Magnus had ever worn. Super comfortable.
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"Where are we? And what kind of tournament?" Magnus fired. Mortale, who sat under a tree sharpening his sword, spoke up. "We're in Koto Island, otherwise known as the land of the 13 strings of fate. As for what kind of tournament it is.." Magnus listened in, eager to know. He'll ask the meaning behind the island later.
"The tournament is to determine the strongest. We'll be fighting against Gods, s class sages/mages and other bandits. Thousands of people have bought tickets to watch us fight till the bloody end." The white haired male finished and looked up at Magnus. The red head was practically glowing in excitement. His eyes were wide and gleaming and he was grinning from ear to ear. Mortale expression changed to a weirded out expression.
" Let's start training then!!" Magnus yelled at the top of his lungs.
They had a week to get strong and turn Magnus into someone special. The challenge was on.
(Start of the Tournament Arc)