Chapter 3: Small box
The warm rays of sunlight shined on Jake’s face, the warm air hugged his skin and the smell of leaves reached his nose. His eyes fluttered open slowly. He looked around, seeing the vast field of grass that led down the hill he was sitting on, leaning against a tree that stood right at the edge of a forest.
"Urghh," he groaned and stretched like he had just woken up from a very good nap.
"So it wasn’t a dream, I really died and got transported to a new world," he said, his tone filled with a sense of happiness and sadness within.
"The card, she gave me a card." He recalled the card and immediately started patting his body down. He found the card inside of his tracksuit pocket. He pulled it out and looked at the card.
"She said it was a legendary card, but how do I use it? Do I say a spell or something?" he wondered, but suddenly, the card flew from his hands and turned into a light, shooting into his forehead faster than he could react.
His gasp reached for his forehead immediately. He touched it all over, worried that the card stabbed his head, but there was no injury, and there was no card.
"Where did it go?"
[Synchronization with soul completed]
[Welcome Necromancer]
[You have received a special deposit of (1,000,000) soul shards]
A screen suddenly popped up in front of him, and he was shocked, surprised and scared—a mixture of different emotions flooded his mind as he saw this.