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AN: I generally don't write the notes at the beginning of a story, mostly because I don't wish to annoy people with nonsensical chit-chatting and flimsy detail coming from my tired brain. Yet this time I have to break this rule of mine, just to make a quick premise over what this is all about and why I am particularly invested with this project. Re:Zero is the quintessential Isekai Anime that brought the genre once more to light after few years of inactivity, bringing back to the attention of many the very genre that best represent our generation's desire of having nice things out of the harshness that is life itself. Now, I already said that I wasn't going to bore you there with those well-known facts, and that is why I will skip whatever ranting I could attach to this all and, say what this truly is about:

Erindor, Lugnica, 422 APF (After Flugel's Passing)

I should seriously stop listening people and their life advices.

Twenty minutes of whining from my sister, as she went on some verbal crusade to glorify the need to have some trip to the countryside once in a while to get some fresh air compared to the polluted one of the city, wouldn't have been enough to force me out from my pleasantly comfy chair and away from the computer in a normal situation.

But I had been quite happy for job-related reasons and I was less prone to reject the very dislikeable idea as I had just started my summer holidays.

Plus by doing a trip this early on the period of three months I was going to enjoy away from work, I would have a good excuse to skip any other silly proposal from my foolishly extrovert sibling.

Preparing my stuff for the short trip was a simple thing, having always kept some old schoolbags around that I would generally use as a backpack for 'natural trips' and having already gone camping once in the recent past: A pair of toothbrushes, several tubes of toothpaste, an indefinite number of snacks for quick meals, two pairs of clothes and a First Aid Kit.

...Okay maybe I should have packed a lot more, but I was kind of expecting this all to last about one or two days, just enough for my sister to accept the fact I was doing all of this 'against my will'.

My plans were foolproof against conventional issues... but were quite inefficient to deal supernatural threats.

An hour or so after delving deeper in the small forest few kilometers away from my hometown, I was ready to set up my newly-bought tent in the nice spot I had found. The ground was flat and the trees weren't as dense as the other areas I had explored until now, thus I decided to pick this section of the forest.

And now I have to bring everything to a halt as I think the following part of this ridiculous tale is surely going to make some head twirls at the insanity that is there to unravel before my eyes.

I am a very scrawny dude, doing some physical exercises once in a while and eating moderately for the sake of keeping up with my lacking training regime. I was also average height-wise, 5'8 being the prime result of years of... lazying around.

I have also never experienced much violence, maybe getting bullied once or twice by the stereotypical kid bully that is always there in elementary schools, so I was pretty much useless in fighting.

Now imagine my reaction, a simple young man trying to set up a camp, blinking away from the natural reality that was the forest and finding myself in the craziest pickle ever.

I blinked again, this time my eyes moving to look around the enclosed space I was now in. The first thing that jumped to my attention was the material used to make the room, if not the entire building.

It was stone, no visible cement between the pieces of rock. Actually those looked ot have been worked to fit best in the carefully-studied pattern to keep it all up and not crumbling on everyone's head.

There was a large tapestry hanging from one of the walls, showing several human-like individuals and... a dragon(?) facing off something darkened in the cloth.

The furnitures were of simple wood, but having seen too much IKEA in my life, I knew that those were all made by craftsmen and not by mass-producing machines in some factory in China.

Finally I glanced at the... people gawking in my general direction as they continued to stare at me with shock and awe.

Obviously I was kind of intimidated by this sudden... development and- OH MY GOD, WHAT WAS GOING ON HERE?!

One moment I was enjoying the simplicity of nature and now POOF I was somewhere else with unknown people and-

"IT WORKED!" I jumped as I was startled by the overly-joyful reaction coming from a… Gandalf?

I mean, he was shorter and kind of a beggar ripoff version of the grand wizard from Lord of the Rings… but he had a glowing staff!

Speaking of magical compensating sticks, I was kind of confused about why people would go this far to pull a prank on me.

I mean, sure I was kind of touched by the fact someone this old would learn how to speak few words of English with this fluent tone, but I couldn't see why a bunch of unknowns would go this 'far' from tricking me.

There was no way in Goddang hell that this WASN'T a prank.

I was about to call out this stupid joke off when I saw something… strange. Scratch that, what I saw was utterly impossible!

One of the better-dressed individuals in the room finally snorted at the celebrating old man and his loud exclamation, picking out a wand(?) out of his inner pockets and pointing it at him.

A quick, unreachable whisper but the effect was the clearest possible.

The cheerful elder was immediately turned into a living popsicle, ice completely freezing him on the spot.

My eyes widened. This wasn't a prank.

I blinked. This wasn't a prank! OH MY GOD THIS WASN'T A-

"I wish to apologize for the ill-mannered fool." The man responsible for the magical act started, his stare lowered as he bowed slightly in my direction. "He has always been this… quirky with his lucky moment of magic."

I was speechless as my mind was slowly building up what was going to happen next.

If this was the classic Isekai scenario, I was going to become a hero! One of those badasses that flaunted cool swords and ended up becoming the greatest in the world!-

"Now I assume you would want to know the reason behind your summoning, Young Sir." I nodded at his implicit question and the man continued. "This village has been afflicted by a terrible evil and… we need your help, Young Sir."

My smiled widened, I could already taste the glory and… it tasted just like the delicious breakfast I had consumed two hours ago!

"We need you..."

As the greatest hero of this land!- "As our new mayor."

…

Thud

Afterthoughts: Short, simple and… effective?

But alas the reason why I didn't develop this prologue too much is… because this story is going to be long and carefully paced. One of the things I noticed in writing long chapters is that I end up stretching them in the wrong way and… give information with some bad timing.

This time I will try, and hopefully succeed, by using someone's interesting method in writing chapters and- Yes, before anyone ask I can keep up with an higher updating production with this chapter-lengths.

Comments are always accepted, just don't go 'full death platoon' on this poor author. Cheers!