Isekai-ed: Tutorial - Gigias

Isekai-ed: Tutorial - Gigias

Cold.
That was what I felt upon waking up, sitting on the floor of an unfamiliar room. The smell of a cedar and, strangely, poultry woke me from my binging induced sleep. I fumbled around, thinking I had fallen out of bed and onto the floor. I was, after all, a very heavy sleeper. After about a minute of random clawing motions I had woken up enough to notice that I was in fact not in my house. Well, house is an understatement, as all I had to my name was my college dorm room. And even then, I had roommates. Anyways, off topic financial troubles aside, I am just now realizing my predicament. Of course, first thing I think when waking in an unfamiliar place is kidnapping but seeing as I am not tied up in the slightest, and am not missing anything I think I am fine. In fact, instead of missing anything, I have more than I usually wear on me. I immediately assess what I am wearing.

On my body is baggy black “jumpsuit” that is held up with some kind of backwards fanny pack painted a terrible gray color. Searching the fanny pack took no time, as I immediately backed off upon seeing a seemingly infinite collection of throwing stars held inside. I decided to investigate the room I was in.

The floor of it was made of cedar, the smell was pleasant, though the arrangement was odd. Instead of planks, the cedar was set in tiles. Looking over the odd choice of flooring, I immediately saw a rather easy to miss contrast to the dungeon walls. A sign was in front of me. It was made of some sort of translucent material with text on it.

“Hello! I apologize for the inconvenience but I had to bring you here on short notice. Please try moving around, your new attire may be rather awkward for you. Once you are acquainted with your new wear, please follow the arrows that have been drawn on the floor. Sincerest Apologies, Craig L. Sprite”

Feeling rather off put by the strange symbols that replaced the name, I followed its instructions, walking along the crudely drawn chalk arrows. Several inspirational messages were placed along the twisting path. Once at the end there was a bridge, the water was a grounding sight in this unfamiliar environment. There were no more arrows, so I continued along the bridge, seeing no other ways to go. I was unfortunately not paying attention to the path, as I bumped into a green pellet of pain. I yelped and immediately fell back, tilting my head in the air to read the sign.

“Dodge the balls!”

I scoffed at the condescending words as I made my way across the room, getting hit once or twice, yet realizing that it barely stung. Past the room was another bridge, but this one had two objects. The first was another sign. I sighed at the repetitiveness of it, and read it.

“Here! You’ll be needing this, though please don’t treat it like a regular weapon. Just… Slash at the air and find out. Break the fragile wall with it. Don’t worry, the wall is a lot weaker than it looks!”

Feeling thoroughly weirded out, I looked to the wall, where the second object lie. I say lie, but it was more buried in a wall that looked like barely held together concrete. I took the handle of the weapon, twisting and turning its rusty blade until it was free. It barely looked like it was held together, with rust flaking off of it just by moving the thing. I heeded the signs advice and sliced at the air, if only to satisfy the person who is probably watching me. To my absolute surprise, a large white projectile launched at out of the rusty metal, strangely white compared to the brown appearance of the blade. I proceeded to do what any sane person would do in this situation. I continued to throw out these projectiles for a rather large amount of time, my brain not understanding something so new.
Once I had finished with my confusion induced slaughter of every air particle in a 10-meter radius, I threw one of the projectiles into the wall. One third of the wall broke, the other two halves held up by some sort of magic. Not that I would put it past this place, I mean I just shot a bullet out of a sword. I squeezed through the crack, the poultry smell condensing into the source. A room full of chickens, wandering around. Another sign sat at the middle.

“Kill the EVIL CHICKENS!”

I was rather unnerved, though eventually steeled myself enough to try slicing at one of the apparently maniacal chickens. Upon the projectile hitting the chicken, it simply burst into a ball of feathers and disappeared. Seeing this, I proceeded to kill the rest of the chickens, on the low chance that they might actually be evil.

I stepped into another room, seemingly just a corridor blocked up by another of the “walls”. A sign sat there

“Past this lies your greatest challenge. A monstrous behemoth who has killed many before you, the EVIL CHICKEN GOD! I fear you may not survive this encounter, and for that I am terrible sorry.”

I destroyed the wall, wondering how tough a bigger chicken could be. The answer? Not much. It took maybe 3 seconds to just kill the, admittedly colossal, chicken. Feeling disappointed, I marched on, breaking down more walls and picking up a ring on the way. I eventually passed a cage of stuffed animals, reaching a portal surrounded by a whole *gasp* two chickens. I quickly eliminated them, then read the sign.

“This is where your true journey begins. Through this portal lies the nexus, an entryway into the realms that hold real threats. Good luck”

I entered the portal.