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A STORY About a king from the 14th-15th century dropped into Modern America.

Ari Wintcaster

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His birth to King Alexander Wintcaster and Queen Margret Wintcaster in a time of peace in the land of Ardrutia, A country that had three kingdoms: Ardrutia, Dayotaia, and Reldor, Ardrutia being the largest. These kingdoms lived in peace as Ari was born. And he grew up in a peaceful time.


His father was killed when he was 14, due to an assassination and declaration of war by Dayotaia, and thus Ari was given the throne, A throne that he inherited and made good on.

During the ensuing seven years, he curated the greatest army in the land and became a strong, battle tested war king that defeated the Combined armies of Reldor and Dayotaia.

When he was 21 years old, combining the kingdom into one Ardrutia. After three years of enjoying a peacetime, Ari Sat on his throne, staring to the distance, thinking about what his next big adventure would be, after he had conquered, and enjoyed the fruits of his labor, when suddenly a portal opens up in front of him, and A female voice softly cried out "Help Me". At this, without thinking, Ari ran through the portal, looking to save this woman at any cost.

As he went through, he saw reality change Before his very eyes, as he felt as though every particle of his being was being pulled apart and put together again, and lots of every color danced around his head and a spectacular display, and the fabric of the multiverse showed itself to him.

Speaking in language and languages he did not understand. After all these incredible sites, all went silent in a flash, as he felt his consciousness slowly return, right as he fell face first into a grassy meadow.


As he stirred, contemplating all he's just seen, he suddenly remembered the woman's plea, and in a loud, bassy bellow he said "HELLO!", Which echoed off the distance mountains but received no response. Confused, the young king looked around, scanning for his guardsmen, the glory core, who were always nearby him, yet they too were not present, adding to this monarch's confusion.

Baffled by his complete and utter isolation, he decided to head towards the mountains, in order to get a better vantage point of his surroundings.

As he began to walk, the golden sun beaming off his bejeweled crown, he began to wonder why God had brought him here, to this very new realm all alone. He remembered stories from his youth of God's strongest servants being brought to distant lands to do His work, but Ari never expected it would happen to him like this. As he walked to the edge of this sunny meadow, a swath of trees was seen, along with a small dirt path that was blocked by a simple wooden fence.

In Ardrutia, all fences are to be marked by family markings, so he went up to this plain fence to see who owned it. He saw that it was barren, which confused him even more. It made him slightly annoyed as this was strange behavior in his kingdom.

Therefore, he decided to walk up the Dirt path to see who lived there and talk to them. As he went, He saw small markings in the dried mud, ones that were like no animal He had ever seen in his years of hunting. It was in a pattern of four zig zagged lines, in a Long, unending pattern, Sort of like if a wheeled Cart had been made with carvings in it. This perplexed him, there's no such vehicle to his knowledge existed, and so he trailed more subtly, being sure not to leave a trail of footprints in the mud.

About a half a mile in, he saw a building that looked as though it had been forgotten by time, as branches curled around the roof and moss grew on the concrete sidewalls. There was the distinct scent of mold permeating from the house, and as he got closer, he saw a single flickering light through the windows, and a rusting blue bicycle resting next to the side door.


As he neared the concrete steps up to the house, a man busted out of that side door, fishing line in hand, dressed waders' boots and an old T-shirt that said, "Pickups 4 Life!", as he screamed "Damnit Laura, the trash will be there after I come back from the bog!" Inside, as he turned his head toward Ari,

Which caused him to stop dead in his tracks.

Getting a good look at him for the 1st time, Ari could see a grey 5 o'clock shadow that hung below his ragged, crooked teeth and nose that led up to his intense green eyes. He was slightly chubby, had greasy gray hair and he made no attempt to hide with his Semi-short Crew cut, and a shocked look on his face as though he had seen a ghost, which quickly turned to anger as the man yelled "dammit, I thought I told you kids to stay off my property! Go cosplay somewhere else, boy, this is my field!"



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