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I wake up disoriented and lying in the bathtub with both arms hanging off the edge, numb from being in that position. As I rub my head, I slowly sit up.
When I'm standing, the first thing I see is my own reflection in the mirror. (Who are you?) I ask myself.
The answer comes immediately with a series of images that fill my head and cloud my mind. Among them, one name keeps repeating itself: Drake.
"Drake White." I mutter, and in my head, all those images begin to make sense, from my birth, childhood, and adolescence to the present day. But the craziest thing wasn't me or my large security detail.
Because yes, my body was big, compared to my old self, standing 1.95 meters tall, with tanned skin, short black hair, and honey-colored amber eyes.
My physique resembles that of a classic antagonist of the NTR.
Suddenly, the bathroom door opens and one of my sisters enters. She doesn't even flinch when she sees me naked and still wet. "See Drake, those monsters, they're about to arrive." She says, pulling my arm.
"Wait, wait a second," I manage to say before grabbing some clothes to cover myself.
Vanessa nods, but she doesn't leave the bathroom; she simply waits right by the door. Meanwhile, I put on some clean clothes.
Suddenly, more and more information began to surface in my mind, giving meaning to everything: my awakening, this place, my body, and who these people were that I had never seen before. Yet she calls me brother, even though it's obvious we're not related.
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The house isn't very big, but it has a long hallway and a basement that also serves as a refuge for these kinds of extremely dangerous situations.
The only thing we're supposed to do when a dungeon is breached is take refuge in the basement and wait patiently for help, but this time was different. By the windows, several women are looking out at the street.
One of the women points toward the street and whispers, "There are three, and they're coming." Everyone looks in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, three goblins soon appear, walking toward the house.
From the surrounding houses, we hear arguments, cries, and screams of terror calling for help. It was only a matter of time before one of those monsters reached our house, and since I'm the only man there, all the women look at me with burning eyes, seeing me as their salvation.
When we both reach the living room, the older woman steps forward and pulls out an object wrapped in a red handkerchief. "Here, Drake," she says, offering me a gun and an extra magazine.
The gun is a black 9mm semi-automatic pistol, and the target is those three Goblins at the end of the street. But my problem wasn't getting rid of those three; the problem was that any loud noise would attract more Goblins, and those 20 bullets wouldn't be enough to defend myself.
These women's plan was as obvious as day: give my life for the cause. With some hesitation, I took the gun in my hand, but just as I grabbed the semi-automatic, the women in the windows ran toward the basement without looking back.
Without a thank you for my sacrifice or one of those heartbreaking goodbyes that break your heart, you know, the ones with sad tears, dramatic screams, and running snot.
No, those five women just turned around and ran down to the basement, leaving me completely alone with the gun in my hand. Me, a kid of barely 18 who doesn't have the slightest clue how to use a firearm.
Before deciding on a plan, I waited for the women to finish taking cover and secure the basement door from the inside, while my mind carefully analyzed the best option.
Which would mean taking care of those three Goblins before running away, and since there isn't much time to think of a more viable plan, I hide in the safest and most secluded spot from the door, but with enough space to deal with those three creatures.
Minutes later, those three creatures arrive in front of the house.
The front door of the house was kicked open, and seconds later, two Goblins, laughing, enter the house, each carrying a club, sniffing like dogs, followed by the third Goblin carrying a spear on his back.
The Goblins look alike. (1.30 meters tall, green skin, and wearing tattered brown clothes,) as if they were three clones or copies of the same being.
Bang. !!!
Bang. !!!
Bang. !!!
After those first three shots, the goblin with the spear fell to the ground. Then I aimed at the next one and fired three more times. As the second goblin fell, I aimed at the third and final goblin, firing three more shots.
The adrenaline in my brain was pumping. Without thinking twice, I ran to the door and slammed it shut, but when I looked at the three goblins lying on the floor, their bodies vanished in a black mist.
There were no weapons, clothes, or blood. Instead, there were three cards that looked very much like tarot cards, but the figure inside was a goblin, and even that name was written at the bottom of the card, with a [0.] in the upper right corner.
On the back were three stats:
Strength: [6]
Speed: [4]
Stamina: [3]
As I held one of those cards between my fingers, a message suddenly appeared before me.
[ Do you wish to summon?] 0/4
Yes ✅ No ❌
Before making a decision regarding the perplexing summon message right in front of me, I picked up another card, and the message next in front of me was different.
[ Do you wish to empower?] 0/10
Yes ✅ No ❌
The noise of the goblins around the house woke me up. I was running out of time, so my next decision was to grab one of the cards and summon.
The card in my hand, after a golden glow, disappears, and a couple of meters away, a Goblin appears, very similar to the image on the card, even holding a club.
Immediately, I summon the other two Goblins and patiently await the arrival of the next group.
This time, four Goblins enter the house, but they are intercepted by my three summoned Goblins, while I fire the last bullet in my gun at the head of the fourth Goblin.
The sudden death of the fourth enemy Goblin took everyone by surprise and had a significant impact on both attackers and defenders. After a sudden cry of victory for my three summons, they became even more furious in their fight and quickly killed the attackers, thus obtaining four new Goblin cards.
I immediately summoned the next Goblin to have a total of four, while I reloaded my weapon, but this time eight Goblins attacked. We had to retreat deeper into the house and away from the windows for fear of surprise attacks.
Although the windows were closed and had curtains, they wouldn't last long, so we resorted to traps and ambushes against these new attackers.
This time our fight wasn't quick, nor easy, and we even lost a summoned Goblin, with the other three injured. But at the end of the battle, we managed to get 12 new Goblin cards, allowing us to replace the injured and previously fallen Goblins.
After holding two Goblin cards at the same time, the previous message reappears.
[ Do you wish to empower?] 0/10
Yes ✅ No ❌
This time I press [.Yes ✅] and immediately one of the cards disappears, but that 0/10 becomes 1/10, and with the next card to disappear, it becomes 2/10, and so on until it becomes 10/10.
When it reaches 10/10, a new message appears right in front of me.
[ Do you wish to advance your card? ]
Yes ✅ No ❌
I press [ Yes ✅. ] Everything lights up in black before a new card appears with the image of an olive-green goblin with a short sword in one hand, a wooden shield in the other, a hat, boots, and leather armor. The 0 in the upper right corner becomes 1, and its name at the bottom changes to [ Goblin Soldier. ]
The stats on its back are now:
Strength: [ 14 ]
Speed: [ 15 ]
Stamina: [ 14 ]
Ability: Slash [ 12 Strength ]
I immediately summon the new Goblin Soldier, and as soon as it appears, its presence immediately catches the attention of my other three Goblins, who look at the new member with a certain admiration.
Next, I watched a group of amateurs fight a professional, as long as the professional wasn't surrounded. Even though his experience was superior to the other Goblins, it didn't mean this Goblin Soldier was immortal.
After obtaining the ten necessary Goblin cards, the second Goblin Soldier card arrived minutes later. With two Goblin Soldier cards, the third was much easier to get.
All these items are in card form, which doesn't take up much space. Each goblin, in addition to their own card, also receives me 25 copper coins, a weapon, and some other extra item.
The weapons weren't very appealing; they were mostly clubs, makeshift spears, or rusty short swords. The clothing was ragged and dirty, far too dirty for my liking, and among the belongings were stones, sticks, and beast tusks.
Moments later, the house became a safe haven, completely free of danger. The next step was to search the surrounding areas. We checked yards and neighboring houses, rescuing several families from danger, although there were some areas we didn't reach in time.
Not only did I get my fourth Goblin Soldier, but there were also other types of goblin cards like marksmen, assassin, scouts with their own weapons, clothing, coins, and the most important thing of the night: two spirit cores.
I'm not going to check on my family at home. As long as the basement remains closed, everything will be fine for them.
When we finish cleaning our street, I continue with the nearby streets, house by house, street by street. Although some people decide to stay in their homes, others seek safer places, and several invite us to follow them.
It made no sense for me to follow them.
I had my own scout checking the streets, avenues, and nearby forests, supported by three soldiers who were far superior to the average citizen, but everything changed when night fell and I had to return home.
It's not very safe to sleep outdoors at night, especially when there's a breach in the nearest dungeon. After gathering some supplies from a few houses, we headed back home.
Although I was accompanied by two soldiers, an archer, and a goblin scout, I was technically walking alone, because these creatures aren't the best conversationalists, unless I can understand their shouts or growls.
The surprising thing is that these creatures understand my orders, as long as it's not something too complicated, you know, like mathematical calculations or philosophical thoughts.
The truth is, I was bored and needed to pass the time, so I decided to organize and clean my inventory, using sticks and clubs as firewood, while the tattered clothes would be our main fuel after soaking them in oil.
Our community is small, a little over 200 families, of which 50% have left, 20% stayed, and the remaining 30% have died at the hands of goblins.
Although losing 60 families is tragic, in my memory, all those people are like a grain of sand in the Sahara Desert, because in this place these kinds of accidents are common, making it seem like child's play compared to those race wars or demonic invasions.
The destruction of a dungeon for novices was simply a sad and cruel collateral damage.
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Just a few meters from home, I undo the four summons or I'll give those women in the basement a heart attack.
The house is a complete mess; tables, chairs, and furniture are wrecked. Calmly, I reach the trapdoor in the floor and, after knocking a couple of times, I shout loudly and clearly, "Everything's alright now." Without waiting for a reply, I turn around and head back to the kitchen.
I lit a small bonfire using sticks and clubs as firewood and placed: meat with some potatoes on the embers, while I counted the loot.
Goblin Soldiers [7]
Goblin Archers [3]
Goblin Scout [3]
Goblin Assassin [2]
Common Goblin [7]
3925 copper coins. But nothing compares to those two spiritual cores, which cost approximately 800-1000 gold coins.
Luckily, I have both letters hidden in my underwear, for fear that they will be stolen or, even worse, that my own family will murder me in my sleep.
Minutes later, the first to emerge from the basement is Carmen the second sister. "What happened.?" She asks me, but without taking her eyes off the bonfire with several pieces of meat.
At this point, as you know, there are two versions of the story, a short one and a longer one, depending on what you're looking for. I can tell you the first version to avoid any problems, or the second version if you like drama.
For my part, I just shrug. "They're gone.." I say before grabbing a piece of meat and taking a bite, pointing in a random direction as I take another bite.
"Where are those monsters.?" Aunt Laura asks behind Carmen's back. To my surprise, Carmen answers, "They're gone." After answering, she approaches the bonfire and sits down opposite Drake.
I grab another piece of meat and throw it to Carmen. She catches it and immediately takes a bite. "God, that's good." She says, still chewing. I take one of the potatoes and turn it over.
"Guys, why don't we go back to the basement.? We'll be safe there." Raquel, Vanesa and Carmen's mother, says as she arrive by the campfire.
Drake just shakes his head a couple of times as he turns the second potato over, hoping for a better roast.
"Mom, what happened.?" Vanessa asked before seeing both Drake and his sister Carmen sitting in front of the campfire.
"We have to go back to the basement," Raquel said, turning around and taking Vanessa's hand. Then she looked at her sister Laura, gesturing with her eyes for them all to return to the basement.
Although Laura didn't understand why they were leaving Drake alone, she remained silent and followed her sister.
Laura's daughter, Elena, was about to leave the basement, but her mother stopped her. "Come on, honey, we have to go back." Laura told her daughter.
The girl didn't understand why they had to go back, since just five minutes ago both women were there. (Laura her mom and Raquel, her aunt...) complain about the space, the humidity, the darkness, and being locked up eating moldy bread.
"Here." Drake said. The boy stood up, took out the gun, and handed it back to Raquel. The woman didn't understand the boy's gesture, while she stared intently at the gun in her hand before looking up at the boy's face, searching for an answer.
Drake seemed to understand Raquel's expression and said with an awkward laugh, "Five shots left." Raquel looked at the gun again and nodded, understanding the problem, before putting the gun back in the apron of her dress.
Each of them had a different idea in mind:
For Drake, having a gun with only five shots was more of a problem than a solution because of the noise generated with each shot, which exposed his location to the enemy.
For Raquel, it's the quickest way out of the problem: five people, five shots.
Raquel's thoughts are interrupted by Elena's voice telling her mother, "Mom, I need to go to the bathroom." Before Laura can answer, Raquel glances toward the campfire and notices two pieces of meat next to two roasted potatoes, immediately coming up with an idea.
"Tell Drake to take you." An awkward silence of several minutes follows.
The two women immediately lock eyes. Raquel smiles and looks toward the campfire where the meat and roasted potatoes are.
Laura immediately understands the point and says, while pointing toward the door, "Yeah, honey, tell Drake to walk you outside." Elena is left speechless. (Are her mother and aunt suggesting Drake look at her bare butt?)
Before the girl can answer, Laura looks at Elena's face and then her gaze shifts to the campfire, specifically to where the food is. (Why?) Elena asks silently.
Laura responds in kind. (Honey, honey, for God's sake, do you want to keep eating stale, moldy bread..?) The girl immediately shakes her head and nods before speaking aloud and confidently. "Come on Drake, come with me to the bathroom."
The two walk together for a few meters. Drake follows closely behind Elena, holding a lit torch, but Elena veers off when they reach the door and leaves the house. They wander aimlessly for several meters, with Elena always ahead of Drake, until they reach some bushes.
The girl doesn't go to the other side of the bushes; she simply lifts her dress, gathering the fabric in the front, and pulls down her extra-long granny panties before sitting down.
The sound of the running water is faint but constant, lasting more than 20 seconds before finally fading. During all this time, thanks to the torch and the moonlight, the boy doesn't miss a single detail of Elena's backside: its skin tone, shape, and plumpness.
When Elena finishes using the restroom, she finally gets up, straightens her underwear and dress, before turning away without showing her face, staring at the floor.
Drake grabs the girl's arm as she walks past him. "Don't even think about looking at my butt again." Elena says, somewhat embarrassed, but Drake doesn't respond. He simply holds up a cheesecake.
Just seeing the dessert, the girl doesn't hesitate before grabbing the cheesecake and eating it in one bite, as if she were starving.
"Don't you have any more..?" Elena asks, her mouth still full. The boy doesn't answer this time; instead, he raises his other hand, holding another pancake between his fingers.
The girl lunges for the pancake, but Drake stops her and says, "That's all for today." Elena wasn't satisfied and was about to lift her dress as she turned around, but Drake stops her. "Tomorrow you can show a little more, but in daylight." This time Elena doesn't answer, but finally nods a couple of times and ends up asking:
"You don't mind, do you.?" Elena points to the house.
"What are you talking about.?" the boy asks, somewhat confused, and adds, "Are you talking about using me as a sacrifice against the Goblins or about stealing food.?" The first option never crossed Elena's mind, and after thinking for a moment, she knew it was true, but she quickly composed herself and asked, "Food, I'm asking about the food.."
Drake shakes his head and shows the girl a couple of strips of meat, pieces of bread, and freshly cut fruit in his pocket. "No, that doesn't compare to the stuff I took from those goblins." Then Drake seems to remember something and adds, "By the way, I found a lot of food stolen by the goblins, but there's no silver or gold." Elena looks at Drake like he's an idiot for asking such a question.
"Of course not, All the silver, gold, and jewels are always with the village chief." After hearing Elena's answer, it's Drake who doesn't understand anything.
Elena sees her opportunity and points to the cheesecake in the boy's hands. "Want to know.?" Drake looks at the cake in his hand and nods before throwing it at the girl.
Elena, with a big smile on her lips, catches the cheesecake in mid-air with both hands and says... "The village chief trades the things we find for basic supplies, and when tragedies like this happen, he always has a shelter available where he can take refuge along with all those things."
Drake seemed to remember something about a particular heavily guarded house, where several people had forbidden anyone from approaching, but he kept quiet. Before entering the house, the boy summoned three Goblin Soldiers along with a Goblin Scout and ordered them to head to that location to harass them all night.
They both entered the house and arrived in front of the campfire. Carmen looked sad as she stared intently at the fire, until she looked up and saw her cousin Elena eating a cheesecake. But before she could ask, Elena headed down to the basement, yawning and stretching lazily. arms.
Carmen waits a few minutes before going to look for her cousin Elena.
Twenty minutes later, the three Goblin Soldiers and the Goblin Scout arrived in front of the village chief's house.
In the middle of the night, several houses around the village chief's house began to catch fire, just before the second wave of attacks.
The fire was so intense that it was almost impossible for the Goblins not to notice it from a distance, drawing all their attention.
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