Maple Gets Reincarnated in a Corrupted Fantasy World

Chapter 1

(Ask Ivan-2025 if you have questions)

Keade logged off the game, ready for some much-needed rest. Tomorrow was school, and she didn't want to be late.  She drifted off to sleep quickly,  exhausted from the day's activities.

When she awoke, she found herself in a strange room. The walls were rough stone, and the air was thick with a musty, unfamiliar scent.  It was like something out of a medieval castle, a far cry from her usual bedroom. Keade was completely bewildered. How did she end up here?

She glanced down at herself, surprised to see she was still wearing her game armor. The metal felt real, she can feel the against her skin.  But there were no system menus, no health bars. It was as if she had somehow stepped directly out of the game, her virtual reality transformed into an actual, tangible experience.  Her heart pounded in her chest.

The only thing that felt different, besides her body feeling real and not like a game, was how light it felt.  It was almost as if she was floating,  her limbs  unusually nimble.

At first, she thought it must be a dream.  She pinched herself, hoping to wake up.  The pinch, however, was very real, a sharp pain that made her wince.  This was not a dream.  But how was it even possible? Keade wasn't the smartest person, but she wasn't stupid.  She knew that something like this was impossible.

Keade was still trying to process the strangeness of her situation when a blinding light erupted in the center of the room.  It pulsed and swirled, coalescing into the shape of a human figure.

"Hello there, Keade Honjo," the figure said in a calm, soothing tone, his voice echoing through the room.

"Who are you?" Keade asked, her voice a shaky whisper.

"I am a messenger of God," the light man said, his voice  unfazed by her fear. "And I have brought you here for a reason."

"And what is that reason?" Keade asked, her curiosity battling with her terror.

"You see, Keade," the light man said, his voice taking on a more serious tone, "I have sent you to this world for a purpose. I believe you are capable of fulfilling it."

"What purpose?" Keade asked, her mind racing.

"To save this world," the light man said.

"Save this world?" Keade repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. Disbelief colored every word. How in the world was she supposed to do that?

"Yes," the light man said.  "You see, this world is ruled by an emperor.  He is a menace, a ruthless tyrant. He has committed every evil deed imaginable."

"That sounds horrible," Keade said, her stomach churning at the thought of such a ruler. "But why summon me here? Wouldn't it be better if you just sent someone from this world to deal with him?"  Keade may have acted like a naive child at times, but she was smart enough to know that she had no connection to this world.  She didn't belong here.

"Well, you see," the light man explained, "there's something in this world called a Power Stone.  This stone grants anyone who wields it unimaginable power, making them unbeatable by any mortal living here.  That's why sending someone from this world wouldn't work.  I can't break the rules of this world.  The only way to end this tyranny is to call someone from another world, someone who follows a different set of rules."

"Is that so?" Keade asked, her mind trying to grasp the complexities of the situation. "But why me?"

"Because I believe you have what it takes to pull this off," the light man said, his voice laced with urgency. "I know I'm asking a lot, but this is simply the only thing I can do for this world." He bowed his head slightly. "I'm willing to grant you any wish you desire. Just please, save this world."