Deep in the forest of elves where danger was known at every corner a little boy with mid level equipment on and a dagger walked up to a young man who had a Katina sword in his hands, he also had mid level equipment on him, when the little boy saw him he asked the young man "big brother Ron where are we going to hunt today". Ron said to his little brother "we are going to the wild dark forest to hunt dark angel pigs today" he said to his little brother Pin, Pin nod(yes). "Hi I'm Ron a 16-year-old boy, I was Reincarnated into the body of a slave in a city called sup feed, I'm from a world call earth I had a normal life there, until one day while I was walking on the streets of New York City to do some shopping when suddenly a man who I didn't even know dressed in all black from head to toe came from behind me and stabbed me multiple times in the back and while I was laying on the footpath, breathing in my last breaths I said to myself "I want to be in a world of magic" just as the Ron dies from too much blood lost, his soul was sent from his body and drifted to a small house with nothing but a garden and a pond, floating in the universe, Ron goes up to the front door of the house and knocked on it, an old man who looked poor with a white robe and brown shoes but has a very powerful aura like a god, he was a god the god of earth, the old man said with a soft voice "hello Ron I have been expecting you, please come in, so we can have a chat" Ron soon followed the old man inside the house to the kitchen, where they sat at a coffee table, when they sat at the coffee table Ron asked "where am I, what is this place, why was you expecting me and who are you" the room went silent for a moment then the old man said "I am who sees and hears everything I am god" I will bless you with a gift" Ron looked confused at the old man, the old man smile and said" you are going to get Reincarnation in a fantasy world of sword magic, you will be in a body of a young man with a little brother name Pin, they're parents sold them to be slaves, good luck Ron" and then the old man pointed his finger at Ron then Ron's soul was sent to the world of sword magic, Ron first woke up in the body of the young slave his memories comes zoom in his head, he feels so much pain that he yell "what is this" then Pin his little brother comes running in the room and jump on him crying and said "your really alive big brother your alive" while still crying on his big brothers shoulder, Ron then look at Pin in the eyes and said "from now on things are going to change, We are no longer going to be poor I'm going to change our life and make it better Pin" Ron then smile at Pin and Pin nod(yes). Ron then got up from his bed and went outside the house as soon as he got out, he saw man, woman and kids flying on swords and he smiled that this world is amazing, it has old Chinese houses and shops everywhere, he then said to Pin "let's go to the shops to get equipment and then go to one of the forest to hunt and do some training Pin" then Pin look at Ron and said "what can I don't know magic do you big brother Ron" Ron smile at Pin and said "I will train you and myself "and they both went to get equipment, as they were walking down the streets Pin was looking at the shops and said "I wish we were rich big brother" Pin look sad when Ron look at him, Ron then said "Pin we will get there soon we just have to work hard" Pin still look sad, Ron thought to himself "I need to get stronger,I still can't forget when I woke up the memorial I got I know the city good and where is everything is, we going to the blacksmith at the north side of the city this will be great" when Ron was in though Pin was thinking "how can they get mid level equipment with 1000 gold coins" but he didn't know that you can get low level equipment for 1000 gold coins, when they got to the blacksmith, there was no one at the front or inside, they got to the door and knocked on it a old man with an black shirt and brown shorts the old man said "hello my name is ken how can I help you guys with" Ron said to Ken "I'm here looking for low level equipment for me and my little brother here" then Ken said "wait here" Ken then walked to the back of the shop and got low level equipment it, it was two pairs of right shoulder Armor an two Kataas, Ron they said "thanks for the equipment Ken", ken then said "where are you guys going, what forest you were going to", "we are going to the forest of elves" Ron said to Ken.Ken was so shock y what Ron said that ken didn't think that people in this town that are willing to die in the forest of elves, but then Pin said to Ron "let's get going big brother and Ron nod (yes) at Pin. Ron and Pin then left the blacksmith shop and went the forest of elves

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Ron and Pin stepped out of the blacksmith’s shop, the weight of their new gear slightly comforting against their shoulders. The streets behind them were still full of life—floating swords carrying merchants, glowing signs hanging in mid-air, and armored guards patrolling the skies like birds of steel.

But ahead… the atmosphere shifted.

The moment they reached the northern gate of the city, the air grew colder.

The Forest of Elves stretched beyond the walls like a living shadow. Massive ancient trees twisted into the sky, their branches forming arches that blocked out most of the sunlight. Strange lights flickered between the leaves—too rhythmic to be natural.

Pin swallowed nervously and stayed close to Ron.

“Big brother… it feels weird,” Pin said quietly.

Ron placed a hand on his head. “That means we’re in the right place.”

The gate guards looked at them as they passed. One of them shook his head slightly.

“Two kids going into the Forest of Elves… either brave or stupid,” he muttered.

Ron heard him but didn’t respond.

Because he wasn’t here to prove anything.

He was here to survive and grow stronger.

As they stepped into the forest, the world behind them disappeared almost instantly.

The sound of the city was gone.

Only silence remained… and the distant rustle of something moving where it shouldn’t be.

Ron slowly unsheathed one of the katanas he bought.

“Stay behind me, Pin. Don’t run ahead no matter what you see.”

Pin nodded quickly.

They walked deeper.

The trees grew thicker, roots twisting across the ground like veins. Strange carvings appeared on the bark—old symbols that looked almost like warning signs.

Then Pin stopped.

“Big brother… look.”

Ron followed his gaze.

Ahead, something large was hanging from a tree branch.

At first, it looked like a boar.

But wrong.

Its skin was too dark, almost burned. Its eyes glowed faint red even while it was dead. And behind its neck… something like a broken halo floated in the air, flickering like a dying flame.

Ron tightened his grip.

“Dark Angel Pig,” he said quietly.

Pin stepped back. “That’s what we’re hunting?”

“Yeah.”

A sudden sound cracked through the forest.

Snap.

Something moved above them.

Ron’s eyes shot upward.

Too late.

A second Dark Angel Pig dropped from the trees, bigger than the first—its wings half-rotted, its mouth opening far too wide for its body.

“PIN—MOVE!”

Ron pushed Pin aside just as the creature slammed into the ground, shattering roots and dirt.

The impact shook the forest.

Ron didn’t hesitate.

He dashed forward.

One step.

Two steps.

Then—

Steel flashed.

His katana sliced through the air, aiming for the creature’s neck.

But the pig twisted unnaturally fast.

Claws met blade.

CLANG!

Ron’s arms jolted from the force.

“It’s stronger than I thought…” he muttered.

Behind him, Pin grabbed his dagger with shaking hands.

“I-I can help!”

“No!” Ron shouted without looking back. “Not yet!”

The creature screeched, its broken halo flaring brighter.

The forest itself seemed to react—like it was watching.

Ron narrowed his eyes.

“This world… doesn’t give easy hunts.”

He shifted his stance, lowering his body.

For the first time since arriving here…

His expression turned serious.

“Alright then,” Ron said quietly. “Let’s see what this body can really do.”

The Dark Angel Pig lunged again.

And Ron met it head-on.

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The forest shook as the Dark Angel Pig charged again, its broken halo flaring brighter with every step. The air around it warped slightly, like reality itself didn’t want to hold its shape.

Ron didn’t retreat.

He exhaled once—slow, controlled.

Then moved.

The moment the creature closed in, Ron shifted his weight to the side instead of meeting it directly. The pig’s claws tore through empty space, snapping bark off a massive tree behind him.

Ron used that opening.

His katana flicked upward.

Not a full swing—just a precise cut.

A thin line of steel kissed the creature’s foreleg.

Black blood sprayed out.

The pig screeched so loudly the leaves above them shook loose.

Pin flinched behind a root. “Big brother—!”

“I said stay back!” Ron barked, eyes locked on the beast.

But even as he spoke, he noticed something unsettling.

The wound wasn’t closing… but it wasn’t slowing the creature either.

Instead, the black blood on the ground was starting to move on its own—crawling back toward the pig like it was being recalled.

Ron’s eyes narrowed.

“Regeneration… or something worse?”

The Dark Angel Pig slammed its hooves into the ground.

A pulse rippled outward.

The trees around them groaned.

And for a split second, Ron saw it—

Faint silhouettes between the trunks.

Dozens.

Watching.

Waiting.

Pin saw them too this time. His voice cracked. “Ron… we’re surrounded…”

Ron didn’t answer immediately. His grip tightened on the katana until his knuckles went white.

“Not surrounded,” he said quietly. “Hunted.”

The pig lunged again, but this time Ron didn’t dodge.

He stepped in.

Steel met bone.

This time, he twisted his blade mid-impact, sliding under the creature’s guard and driving the tip upward into its shoulder joint.

The pig roared in pain—louder than before—but something changed in that sound.

It wasn’t just rage.

It was a signal.

Every shadow in the forest shifted at once.

Ron felt it instantly.

“They’re coming.”

He yanked his blade free and grabbed Pin by the collar, pulling him backward into cover behind a thick tree trunk.

“Listen carefully,” Ron said, voice low and sharp. “We’re not fighting everything here. We’re breaking through.”

Pin nodded quickly, trying not to panic. “H-how?! There’s too many!”

Ron glanced once at the moving shadows.

Then back at the wounded creature still stumbling forward.

“…We use the weak one.”

He stepped out again.

But this time, he didn’t aim to kill.

He aimed to lead.

The Dark Angel Pig charged to finish him off.

Ron ran straight at it.

At the last moment, he slid beneath its legs, slicing a deep cut along its underside—not fatal, but enough.

The creature roared and turned wildly—

Exactly as Ron predicted.

It crashed into the trees where the shadows were gathering.

A shriek erupted.

Not from the pig.

From them.

The hidden creatures scattered in panic as their own bait crashed into them.

Ron grabbed Pin’s arm.

“Now. Run.”

They sprinted.

Branches whipped past them. The forest became a blur of twisted wood and flickering light. Behind them, the forest erupted into chaos—screeches, breaking trees, and something far larger moving in response to the disturbance.

Pin struggled to keep up. “Big brother—what was that plan?!”

Ron didn’t slow down.

“That wasn’t a hunt,” he said. “That was a warning.”

They burst through a curtain of hanging vines—

And stopped instantly.

A massive clearing opened ahead.

In the center stood an ancient stone altar, covered in glowing elf runes.

And above it—

Something was watching them.

Not an animal.

Not a monster.

Something intelligent.

Its eyes opened slowly.

And the forest went silent again.

“Welcome,” it whispered.

TO BE CONTINUED