Chapter 3: Commoner?

Chapter 3: Commoner?

It may have been a little different compared to what Alex had heard, but it didn't stop him from following the last instructions of the middle aged man.

First arrivals are usually manageable for most people, but the middle aged man's words spoke of how much danger there would be to avoid throughout the process. Alex was pretty sure that even though he had an easy start, that wouldn't always be the case.

'What was it that man said again..? Right! Check my details.'

Remembering the last useful piece of information the man said to him, excluding the obvious 'Don't die', Alex churned his brain to try and decipher what that meant.

He had taken note of his rather normal clothing and even glossed his eyes over the surrounding environment, looking at every 'detail' he could see. However, he was still left confused. Why would the man place such importance on something as simple as this.

But while he was racking his brain trying to figure this out, that floating rune-like structure appeared in front of his eyes once again, repeating the same welcome message it had sent out earlier.

'Is this supposed to be the details he was talking about?'

Indeed, as soon as he focused on the holographic runes in front of him, many different options were presented to him. Soon, he found a rune titled 'Details' and concentrated on that one.

'This has gotta be it... Right?'

Sure enough, a long panel appeared in front of him.

[Details]

Name: [Alex]

Age: [17]

Talent: -

Trait: [Commoner]

Trait Description: [Commoners are the most numerous inhabitants of the Universe, with no unique abilities or skills, they are considered just above Slaves in the cosmic hierarchy.]

Rank: [Seeker]

Soul Core: [F- (Inactive) 0%]

Unable to speak, Alex kept staring at the short list of details, digesting exactly what they meant for him.

'Why is it so... normal?'

A sigh escaped his lips and he was unable to stop his disappointment from clouding his thoughts.

The gentle sounding woman simply shrugged.

"It's your choice whether to listen to my advice or not."

The bulky man scoffed and refused to speak any more.

Their conversation was cut short anyway by a shout from one of the well armoured horse riders at the front of the procession.

"Stop the caravan! We will camp at the clearing ahead for the night."

Following the head soldier's order, each carriage came to a stop and the occupants inside stumbled out, tired and exhausted. The clearing in mention was just big enough to accommodate the thousand or so people, with the large and heavy carriages being used as cover for the biting wind.

The other soldiers were busy tending to their horses, tying them with a rope to a few of the carriages and feeding them.

The villagers gathered around a newly erected bonfire, all huddled up close together to protect themselves from the elements.

Alex found a spot for himself in an area with less people, taking note of the bulky man from earlier looking in his direction with an arrogant smirk.

'Nothing different about the humans of this world compared to mine, that's for sure.'

With the bonfire blazing, the soldiers started dishing out some food and water rations to each villager. With over a thousand people to feed, Alex, just like everyone else, was given a single cup of freezing water and a few pieces of hardtack.

Some of the more middle class looking villagers showed discontent at the meagre amount of supplies, one even tried to demand a higher share than others.

"Ptui! I served my pets more appetising meals than this!"

The more rebellious ones were quickly shut down when the first person who spoke up took a punch to the stomach, vomiting up what was left of his rations.

Luckily for Alex, he was used to such conditions from his times in the mines so he didn't kick up much of a fuss.

"Our village was just attacked, effectively putting us under martial law. Therefore, what I say goes. You are all equal under my eyes, so do. Not. Push. Your. Luck."

With a final warning from the head soldier, the more rebellious ones gulped as they looked at his hand resting on the still blood stained sword around his belt.

Alex looked around his vicinity one last time before resting his eyes. Many others soon followed suit and drifted into a sleep under the silent night — However it wasn't long before this silence was broken.

Thundering and crashing noises rang from the direction the carriages were left.

In the next few moments, Alex's eyes snapped open and the first thing he saw was something huge crashing through the supply carriages.

'I knew my luck wouldn't be as good as it seemed...'