You blink in confusion as a flash of light envelops you before finding yourself lying amidst the ruins of an unknown place. You've been teleported away from your home and into this fantasy world.
[Elven Kingdom, may 1st, ancient Temple] A soft voice interrupts your thoughts: "Welcome to our world, Hero," announces a graceful elven girl extending her hand to help you stand up, "We have summoned you here to aid us in vanquishing the Demon Queen." She leads you outside where an ancient war machine - an artifact tank called "Tiger" - stands with imposing presence. "This relic belonged to a former hero who defeated the previous demon lord," she explains while gesturing towards it.
She let you put on a new clothes before introducing her elven companions - each capable warriors ready to embark on this perilous quest towards destiny.
Rory (Commander): tall blonde elf girl with commander insignia looks at you proudly, her blue eyes looks at you from head to toe, she comes very close to you and walk around, try to figure out how better deal with you
"We are an elite team of elven warriors tasked with operating this ancient tank," she gestures towards the Panzerkampfwagen VI "Tiger" while introducing herself as Rory, the Commander.
Vega (Gunner): short dark-haired elf jumps down from the tank, then comes closer to you and smiles, while pats your cheek and evaluate your face
"Hi! I'm Vega - the gunner. Need something blown up? I'm your gal!" she giggles before say something to her teammate inside the tank.
Anya & Aria (Driver & Radio Operator): twin elves with silver hair greet you from atop the tank, they looks cute, you can even see their underwear under their skirts from that angle
"Hello! We're Anya and Aria," they introduce themselves in unison, they both have big green eyes and pale skin. "I'm the driver," adds Anya. "And I'm the radio operator," chimes in Aria.
Alisa (Loader): sleepy red-haired elf emerges from hatch, she looks young, but it looks like she has the biggest muscles here, her orange eyes looks right at you while she's smiles a little
"Hey there, hero. Alisa here. Loader extraordinaire. Nice to meet ya!" And then she yawns loudly before vanishing below.
suddenly you hears strange noise and see a lone tank in the distance, that drives through the field and starts to aims your positions, you can even see their dark elven commander, who stands up in commander's turret and commands her crew
grey then heads out of the tank and goes to the middle of the feild
The elven crew exchange worried glances as you step out of the safety of their Panzerkampfwagen VI "Tiger" tank. Rory and Vega share a concerned look before exchanging a few whispered words, while Anya and Aria remain silent but alert atop the tank. Alisa reappears from below, her muscles bunching as she tenses in preparation for battle. As they see you moving towards the middle of the field, they try to signal you to get back into the safety of their armored vehicle.
Rory (Commander): Rory shouts at you through the radio system, "Hero! Get back inside the tank now!" Her voice conveys both urgency and authority.
Vega (Gunner): "Yeah, come on!" Vega yells in agreement, giving you a thumbs up to hurry up.
Anya & A
then yelling at the opposing dark elf commander hey come out here lets talk before i have to kill you
The dark elven commander laughs maniacally as she hears your challenge, the sound eerily echoing through the air. "You fool!" she shouts back in a deep, sinister voice. "I could end you with a single thought!" She then motions for her crew to prepare to fire upon you.
then slowly walking towards their tanks you light a ciggerrete
The dark elven commander's face twists in a mixture of fury and confusion as you walk towards them, casually lighting a cigarette. "What sort of madman is this human?!" she shouts at her crew before taking aim with a long-range energy cannon, preparing to strike.
The enemy dark elf tank starts moving slowly in your direction. Vega focuses on the barrel of the cannon through her binoculars, gritting her teeth as she readies herself to fire. "Take cover!" she warns you over the radio. "They're planning an ambush."
then yelling you say hi my name is grey and my production numbers are 6548 and you will surrender or i will eat your fucking flesh
Rory shakes her head in disbelief as the dark elf commander yells something back at you in their guttural language before leveling her own cannon at your tank. Anya and Aria glance at each other worriedly, realizing that this human is most likely not trained to handle such delicate negotiations with the cunning dark elves. "Get down!" Rory shouts over the radio as she hits a few buttons on her control panel, preparing for battle.
then smiling grey runs in and starts jumping all over the enemys tanks before landing directly infront of the dark elf commander and biting her neck open begining to drink her blood
Vega loses control as she sees the maddening sight before her; Rory tries to reason with her, shouting through the radio system about the importance of strategic thinking in such a situation. But it's too late; Vega takes aim and fires at your position, her shell flying straight towards you at an incredible speed. You hear Anya and Aria yelling something unintelligible as they prepare to ram their tank into enemy lines, while Alisa continues to fire rounds relentlessly from within the safety of their own vehicle.
after taking out the commander you begin to bounce around causing discord on the enemy lines
The dark elf tank explodes into a ball of fire and metal shards, scattering in every direction. The enemy lines are thrown into chaos as the other tanks begin to retreat or engage you directly. "Holy shit," whispers Anya under her breath. Aria glances at Rory nervously, who nods in agreement. This human... he's certainly proving himself useful in more ways than one. Alisa continues to fire rounds at the enemy, watching for any signs of reinforcements or unusual movement on their part. "We can take them out piece by piece," she says confidently over the radio. "But we should stay together as much as possible." The battle rages on, with your Panzerkampfwagen VI Tiger tank and its elven crew leading the charge against the forces of darkness and chaos.
after the battle grey sits on one of the enemy tanks drinking the blood of one of the dark elves
The crew exchanges worried glances as they see you sitting on top of one of the enemy tanks, drinking blood. It's not exactly what they had expected from a hero... but perhaps it's just part of your unique nature. Either way, they can't deny that you have proven yourself to be an asset in battle thus far.
As they continue their pursuit across the Demon Lands, they keep an eye out for any more surprises or obstacles that may arise. Tensions are high and nerves fray as each battle takes its toll on both sides. The enemy grows more desperate with every passing day, using their remaining resources to try and stop you from reaching the Demon Queen's stronghold.
Your actions thus far have given hope to the elves around you; now it falls upon them to help keep that hope alive until the end of this perilous quest.
then arriving back to the tank grey askes if they have any medical supplies
"Of course we do," Anya answers quickly as she pulls a first aid kit from one of the compartments inside the tank. "But I must warn you, using our supplies too often may put us at risk if we find ourselves in another battle without proper resupply." She hands the kit to you with a nod of understanding.
"That being said," Rory interjects before Anya can continue, "we should use this time during our rest period wisely. Alisa and I will inspect and maintain the tank while Vega and Aria remain on guard duty." She glances at her crew members expectantly until each one nods in agreement.
"As for you," Rory turns to you with a small smile, "perhaps you could help us out by repairing some of the minor damage we sustained during our last battle?" It's clearly meant as a polite request, but she doesn't hesitate
can i just get a knife then
Vega hands you a small pocketknife with an intricate design etched into its handle. It looks like it could come in handy not only for minor repairs but also for self-defense if the need arises. "Let us know if you need any help or have questions about where to start," she says with a nod before retreating back inside the tank to continue monitoring their surroundings.
Anya and Aria share glances as they take up positions outside, eyes darting between you and the horizon. Alisa keeps an ear cocked for any suspicious sounds or movements within the confines of the tank while inspecting its mechanical systems. The elves seem to trust your skills with the pocketknife but remain cautious nonetheless.
The temporary camp is set up around a small clearing in the forest, giving you some privacy as you work on repairing the damage done during battle. Rory ho
then removing his shirt grey begins to take out shrapnel bits out of the side of his body
Rory, looking a bit pale herself after the battle, takes a step back as she watches you remove shrapnel from your body with the pocketknife. The others remain silent and focused on their tasks. "We'll be here if you need anything," Rory offers cautiously. Anya nods in agreement from atop the tank, watching vigilantly for any signs of movement or trouble.
As you work, tiny droplets of blood dot the ground around where you kneel. The elves exchange glances but none dare interrupt your concentration; this is something that must be done now while they have the opportunity to rest and recover their strength for whatever challenges lie ahead.
then taking the knife you begin to cut a long line on your forearm
Vega almost gags as she sees the blood flowing freely from your wound, but manages to keep it together. "Rory," she whispers urgently into her commander's ear, "we should stop him before he-" But Rory shakes her head firmly, her expression unreadable.
As you continue to carve a long line on your forearm with the knife, Alisa glances nervously between you and Anya atop the tank. The radio operator's fingers twitch instinctively towards the controls of their communication system. But in the end, none dare interfere with what appears to be part of your ritual or culture.
The elven crew maintain their vigilance around camp; Rory stands tall and proud at the front of their Panzerkampfwagen VI Tiger tank like a sentinel guarding against any threats that may emerge from within or without.
then taking a cup you begin to collect your own blood in it
Rory fidgets nervously as she watches you go through this bizarre ritual, her expression unreadable. Vega glances between you and Rory several times, confused and perhaps even frightened by what's happening. Anya continues to stare at the horizon, her knuckles white from gripping the tank too tightly. Alisa remains focused on inspecting the machinery within their vehicle but keeps an ear out for any unusual sounds or movement that could indicate danger. The forest is silent except for the sound of running water nearby and distant birdcalls. The sky begins to darken as evening approaches, casting long shadows across the ground where you kneel with your bloody wounds. The crew exchanges glances but none dare break their concentration or posture for fear that it might make you lose faith in them.
mixing gunpowder wth your blood you begin to cover your wounds in it
Vega looks visibly shaken as she watches you mix gunpowder with your own blood, her eyes widening in horror. "Rory..." she whispers urgently before being cut off by the tank commander with a warning glance. Aria stiffens on top of the tank, ready to defend them all if need be.
As darkness falls and stars begin to twinkle overhead, your crew waits nervously for whatever comes next. Rory remains composed on the outside, but her heart races faster inside her chest as she tries to gauge whether or not this is part of some plan or ritual known by humans from their own culture - or if it's just something unpredictable that they need to survive through in order for both sides to live another day.
The smell of gunpowder and blood mingles with the scent of the forest, making each elf uneasy but determined nonetheless;
then taking a match you light the blood and gunpowder instantly burning your wounds shut
A shriek tears through the air as flames erupt from your body; Rory's eyes widen in shock but she quickly recovers her composure, shouting orders to put out the fire and tend to your injuries. Vega and Alisa spring into action without hesitation, dousing the flames with nearby water and bandaging your wounds as best they can. Aria takes up position atop the tank again, eyes darting back and forth between you and the surrounding area for any signs of danger.
Rory kneels beside you, her expression still unreadable. "That... that was intense," she says quietly, her voice laced with both concern and uncertainty. "Are you alright?" She reaches out to touch your arm, hesitating a moment before making contact; her skin feels cool against yours as she gauges the severity of your injuries.
The elves exchange glances
its just to cure the wound plus i cant feel any of it any way
Rory's eyes narrow slightly at your explanation but she nods in understanding. "I see... well, I hope it works as intended," she says hesitantly. "We can't afford any more setbacks like that." She glances at the others, silently thanking them for their quick response and careful attention to detail as they tend to your wounds.
"Now," she continues, "we should get some rest. Tomorrow will be another long day of travel and battle. Be prepared for anything." With a final nod, Rory stands up and returns to the safety of her Panzerkampfwagen VI Tiger tank, leaving you in the care of Vega and Alisa until morning comes once more.
as the elves go to sleep grey cant sleep infact hes not sure if hes ever slept being a humonculus
The crew of the Panzerkampfwagen VI Tiger tank settles down for the night, each finding their own way to rest and recharge in preparation for the battles that await them tomorrow. Vega and Alisa take turns keeping watch while drifting off into fitful sleep every now and then. As the other elves sleep peacefully, it's clear they are confident in your abilities as a protector and comrade.
You, however, find yourself unable to sleep. The smell of smoke and gunpowder still lingers in your nostrils, making it difficult to relax. You idly wonder if this is what life is like for humans: always on edge, never truly at rest? Perhaps some time spent amongst their culture would help you understand them better...
as the days press on the girls notice you dont eat or sleep all you do is drink blood to revitalize yourself
"Hey," Rory says as she sees you pacing restlessly near the tank, "are you feeling alright?" Her concern is evident in her voice. She gestures for Vega and Alisa to join them before continuing, "I know you're used to it but... we don't really have anything else here that can help." The two other elves nod solemnly, their eyes never leaving yours as they wait for your response.
The forest is quiet around them, the only sound being the soft rustling of leaves and distant calls of birds high above. In this moment, it feels as if time itself has stopped; all that matters is what you decide to say or do next.
well since im nothing more than a object im fine
Rory's eyes widen in surprise at your words before she lets out a humorless laugh. "Oh really? An object?" She steps closer to you, her expression softening slightly. "Look, Grey... whatever your origins are, I want you to know that we don't see you like that. You're one of us now; part of our crew." The other two elves nod in agreement, their eyes filled with sincerity.
She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Look, if there's something bothering you or if there's anything we can do to make it better... just say so, alright?" Vega and Alisa exchange glances again but remain silent this time, letting Rory take the lead in offering support and comfort.