I woke up. In front of me a group of people in fancy white robes with small details in golden stared in my direction -Ouchie- an unknown voice on my left caught my attention, I turned my head and even though my vision was still blurry I could notice 3 different figures
~tap~ ~tap~ ~tap~ the heavy steps of an old white man sounded on the hall, he was dressed just like the others with the exception of a strange circular hat on his head, he stood just in fron of me and the other figures and spoke with a loud voice -Greetings, we the Apostols of almighty gid if this world whose name our mouths are unwotthy to spell welcome the heroes sent by the mercy we don't deserve, now..- the speech was suddenly interrupted by a daring female voice -stop right there, who are you and where are we?- this voice came from my left....it seemed to be the figure in the opposite edge of the room, as my senses returned I finally distinguished the people on my left, next to me an asian-looking girl was sitting on the floor clearly confused by the whole situation, next to her a tall caucasic man with brown hair and beard and finally the owner of the daring voice, a blonde woman with skin as white as snow, her figure was both beautiful and imposing, her blonde hair waved with the small flow of air, the old man stood in there with a face of discontent -Tsk....I am the bishop of the holy city, I am here to welcome you, you were the ones chosen by the goddess to aid our world, the heroes of the legends who would come when evil returned to our lands....please allow us to show you our hospitality- after these words the parish raised his right hand signaling someone in the crowd to step to the front, some girls moved swiftly and lined just behind the bishop -they are the maids of the parish, please follow them to your rooms, please be ready, tonight we will be holding a great banquet in your honor- rapidly after the words of the bishop the four ladies approached us, each maid approached one of us, "the people on my left seemed to be wearing normal clothes, might it be that they also come from my world.....did the overseer also send them? And if so why wouldn't he have told me before?" The maids lead us around the great building -here is your room sir- it seems like we were accommodated in consecutive rooms, we entered the room and she closed the door behind us, -Sire, I ask for your permission to take measures of your body, the parish wants to make new clothes suitable for the legendary heroes- it was strange for me but I gestured her to go on, it was a chance to interact and get more info out of her, she gently used a thin robe for the process, as she did this I finally asked -Excuse me miss, but where are we? And why do we speak the same language?- She froze for a moment, her eyes rolled to meet mine giving a stern stare -In the internate we were taught the goddess grants heroes the gift of understanding our language like yours... and about where we are....the parish will give you a better explanation on that, you only must know this is Helsio, the holy city where the head of the church stands- after these words the maid quickly gathered all her stuff and headed towards the door of the room, she opened it and just before leaving she muttered something -beware hero.....to some you are saviors to do good...but to others your mere existance is an omen of dark times...distrust your own shadows- I was shocked by her statement and couldnt gather enough air tl question her more about these people before she left, I looked outside through the window, big mansions populated the center of the city, towers guarding above everything and everyone, candles faintly iluminated the roads between the mansions, quite the contrast between the outskirts in the darkness, the few visible houses were small and brittle houses of wood and straw, the hurtful never ending pattern present in here and on my developed and evolved past world ~knock~ ~knock~ the sudden sound brought me back from my thoughts