Stuck in my Game World.

4. The prophecy.

After a long time of waiting for almost two hours, Morgan walked back into the court with an elderly man, who looked eighty years old. The man's heir was completely white, and he wore a white garment holding a staff. His eyeballs were white, if not looked carefully, one will think that he had no eyeballs, and jaw was covered with white beards.

When he had drawn near to them, Luca said, "Welcome wise one."

"Your majesty, why have you called me out of my chamber?" The seer asked Luca. He still had not taken notice of any other person in the court. This was because he was not seeing clearly so he usually focused on one person at a time.

"We have someone you should meet. He claims to be Eric Claus from New York."

Now Eric did not have to wait to be given the chance to speak before speaking. "I do not claim, rather I am Eric Claus. If you have any problem with that, then you should tell me directly?" He did not like the idea that the King used that world claim. He saw that words to indirectly mean that he was lying to them about who he was. So he was fed up and gave up trying to act like he was from that world.

Hearing him rant, the seer turned to him and said. "Calm down my friend. You are in a different world."

"I know that already." Eric answered the seer and turned to Zach who had brought him there. "I thought you said these people can help me?"

"Yes, Eric. You need to calm down and let the wise one seek?" Zachary pleaded with him and when he was calm, he then said to the seer. "Forgive my friend. He is going through a lot. He wants to go home and I believe you can help him."

"The one that can help anyone here is him. He is the one to help us and also help himself?"

"I knew it. These men can not help me." Eric concluded. He was still pissed off by the words of the King concerning him lying about his identity. Most of all, he did not really believe in seers or fortune tellers. "I'm sure you know another place that you can take me to. People that can actually help me and not l doubt who I am. Why should I lie about my name?"

Then they all realized where his anger was coming from, so the King swallowed his pride and apologized. "I'm sorry for saying those words. I'm sure you will soon understand why I had to use the word. Please forgive me."

It was the first time he was seeing such a king. In the movies he saw, kings hardly apologize even when they are wrong. So because Luca had asked for his mercy, he decided to calm himself and listen to them.

Now that calmness had finally been maintained in the court, the seer had to speak. "No one doubted your identity. You are truly Eric Claus from the mystical nation called America."

Eric was surprised, he hadn't mentioned America to them while he was there yet the seer knew about the place. But he was most surprised that America was the place referred to as a mystical place. He kind of understood one thing now from those words and it was the fact that the way he referred to that world to be mystical and the inhabitants of it, that was the same way they referred to his world to be mystical too. But in all, he was glad that someone finally knew where he came from, so there was hope that he would know how to go back. Thus he was calm to hear more.

Then the seer continued, "We have been waiting for you for so long. A prophecy had been spoken of you decades ago that a man will fall from the sky, clothed in strange attire covered with blood and he shall go by the name Eric Claus the American. He is the one that will lead our people to victory and drive away all the monsters and creatures that trouble our lands." He paused and looked at Zach. "What I have said concerning his manner of coming, is it true or not?" He asked that question for confirmation.

Zachary was surprised because he had not heard of such a prophecy, so he looked strangely at Eric before talking. "We did not see him fall from the sky, but we found him wearing strange clothing covered with blood just as you have said. He was badly injured but had healed with great speed beyond ordinary."

There was nothing else to deny what was spoken of him. Eric could not deny the fact that he came there with a strange dress, different from the ones they wore and also the fact that the cloth was stained with blood. But one thing he did not understand was that in all that was said, they did not tell him what he had come to hear, which was how he could go back to his world. And once again, he did not understand how the fate of the world was in his hands because he did not know how to make use of their weapons. In short, he was not trained to fight whether with swords nor guns nor hands.

"How can I return home?" He asked the seer, since he was the only one making points clear to him there.

"That depends on your ability to fulfill your purpose here. Until the monsters are driven away from the face of the earth, you can not go home."

"But how can I fulfill this destiny when I can not fight?"

"You have the best swordsman our land has ever known since its history. So he shall guide you on how to use the swords." Luca answered. By saying that he was referring to Zachary Hawkins.

"Your majesty, we both know that I have abandoned this practice for years, I appeal to you that he be trained by another swordsman. We have a lot of great swordsmen in Palind." Zach said as he did not want to go into fighting again. He knew that Luca was saying that because they wanted him back in the field.

"There is no other person worthy of the task. Besides, you already have a history with him so you should understand him better."

"We have known each other for only three days." Zachary was seeking all means to push the training of Eric to another person.

"Three days!!" The seer exclaimed, the reason for his exclamation was unknown to all who were present as they all focused their attention on him while he came closer to Eric again, then he took hold of his both hands and looked into his palms steadily, leaving the others in confusion of what was going on as they waited patiently for him to bring them to the light by telling them what he had seen or heard.