My life was fairly simple. I was just one of those guys you'd never notice. An average person, running around the city and living out a dead-end job.
Of course, the last thing I'd ever expect was to get killed by trying to save a kid from becoming road-kill.
You ever read those light novels or just seen those anime where the main character is sent to another world after they die or something? Yeah, that happened to me. Sounds cliché for my story, right?
Well, you're not wrong. I'm not even sure what happened to earn me this punishment. Especially since someone decided to give me the power to summon heroes.
Let me start at the beginning here. My name is Saitou Fukushima. I'm 19-years-old and recently graduated from high school. I worked part-time as a courier for a small-time delivery company in the middle of Tokyo. I like to think I had a normal life. I lived in a small apartment near the southern end of Tokyo.
It wasn't an exciting life, but it was modest.
One day, when I was out delivering a package, I saw a kid chasing his ball after it bounced into the street. The only thing I remember was seeing a car speeding right for the brat before I was off my bike and pushing the kid away.
Next thing I know…
Overlord/Grand Order
The first thing that registered in my brain was the fact that my entire body hurt like hell. A typical response after being hit by a speeding car. Actually, scrap that. How am I alive? Am I alive? I think I'm alive. Its hard to tell. Everything's so dark.
I felt like I was floating. Drifting about in some black abyss. I couldn't feel anything other than by body aching in pain. I didn't feel my mouth moving or my eyes blinking. Couldn't even feel my fingers twitching.
Where was this place? Was I dead?
No. You're not dead. Not yet.
There was a voice calling out to me. There was an echo, but it wasn't distorted. It sounded young. Feminine. A woman? No, a girl. I tried to move, if that was possible right now, but there wasn't a light in sight.
I tried asking, "Who are you? Are you god?" Wasn't sure I actually said anything. Other than her voice, I heard nothing else.
No. I am not god. I am...no one at all.
No one?
I'm sorry this happened to you. This wasn't how your life was meant to go.
Wait, what? As if sensing my confusion, the voice called out again, You were supposed to die of old age. You were meant to fall in love and have a child. Your wife would have died near the end of your years, but your daughter would be with you in your final moments.
Is that right? I should be happy to know I finally get a wife and child to look after, but… Hearing all of this now sounds so strange. Helping the kid was a mistake, but somehow, I don't regret making that decision. Sure, chances are, anyone else would be too terrified to do anything and maybe be frozen with fear by the mere implication that a child is about to die in front of them, but I detested those sorts of people. People who do nothing are hypocrites.
I hated hypocrites.
I'm sorry…
Why are you apologizing? Whoever you are, you probably didn't have the power to save me. No reason to be sorry for something outside your control.
Even so, what happened was something I should have anticipated. Simply because I am not god does not mean I am incapable of understanding one's future. I am...sorry I couldn't help you.
Earlier... You said I wasn't dead. Now you tell me that I am dead. Could you maybe clarify on that?
Your physical body is on its death bed. Your soul, on the other hand, I am capable of salvaging. There is only so much time before you perish completely... Tell me, do you want to live?
I think everybody would want to live. Death is something we're always scared of. Even I'm scared of dying. Of course, I don't quite understand what she means by that. If by body is dying right now, how can I still live?
...wait. Hold on. You're not thinking of sending me to another world, are you?
Y-yes... But how did you know?
If I had a body right now, I'd facepalm. Suddenly, I felt like was in a light novel or something. It's...it's nothing. So, if I want to continue living, can I at least know what kind of world your sending me to?
One where mortal men live with magic. There are other races, such as lizardmen and orcs that exist, as well as other beings. The same can also be said about dragons roaming the land as well. However, if I send you there unprepared, you will surely die.
Gee... Way to ensure confidence in my survival there.
However... I can offer you two things. One is a means to survive. The other is...a "gift."
A gift?
Yes. A "gift." From someone who wants you to live. What is your decision... Fukushima?
I take the time to ponder my answer. On the one hand, like I said earlier, I don't fancy the idea of dying. It isn't that I still have something to strive for something in my life. I don't have any dreams or desires. Hell, I have a dead-end job that involves me speeding around crowded streets like the 106 crossing in Shibuya every god damn day. There's nothing actually waiting for me in my life. I just...want to continue living. On the other hand, I'm more or less being put in the shoes of some protagonist in a story that just got the crappy end of a deal and being sent to another world or something. On to top it off, I'm apparently getting something special. The way she says it makes it sound very vague so I can only speculate.
Part of me is scared to actually go through with this idea. I mean, what if I die again in this new world? Yet when I think more about it... What do I have to lose? Like I said before, everyone is scared of dying. Right now, I'm dying and my best chance is to accept this offer, even though it means I might die again.
What was that saying? Damned if you do, damned if you don't? Would that saying apply here?
...ah, what the hell. Fine. I accept your proposal. Just one thing... What is this gift your giving me here?
The power to call upon Heroes.
That was the only answer I received before I felt a sensation that would have sent my heart into a panic. It felt like free-fall. My body falling rapidly, yet at the same time, it also felt like I was quickly sinking deeper into the ocean. A light consumed me, turning everything to white.
Then-!
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...are you sure of this, old man?
"I hate having to force this upon someone so young, especially someone who has no reason to get involved on our affairs... But as things stand, we don't have much of a choice here."
You know I do not approve of this.
"I know. But our hands are tied here. We need someone with feet on the ground over there. If the events of the correction of Human History really have made cracks in the boundaries between dimensions... Then we're going to need a soldier on that end."
He isn't ready.
"He doesn't have to be... Because he will. In time. Besides, he has help."
What do you mean?
"Let's just say...a certain lass will be there to guide our young Master."
EPISODE I: Pilot
Let me start off by saying this. If I ever meet the owner of that disembodied voice of not-god, I am going to punch them in the face.
If being hit by a car hurt like hell, then finding yourself face-planting into the earth hurt like a goddamn son of a bitch. Literally. I don't know how it happened, but I slammed head-first into the ground, landing right on my face and tasted dirt. It was very disgusting, mind you. I think I even swallowed a worm or something too. I was left dazed for a good long while, vision blurry and swimming before I managed to get my senses back in order.
To start, I looked at my body. Sure enough, I was still human. Fair tanned skin, slender digits, legs, arms, hands, feet, a torso and lower body, as well as a head. Still had some hair too. Eyes, obviously, and a mouth and nose. Still had ears too, thankfully. Not-god also saw to have me remain in my old clothes. They weren't anything stylish or out of the ordinary, by the way. It was more or less just a simple black v-neck t-shirt with an open gray hoodie reaching down to my shins, plus worn-out jeans and sneakers. Assuming this was my body in all its complete glory, I probably still have a full mess of dark brown hair and dark pink eyes.
Yes, I have pink eyes. Shut up.
After making sure I had a human body and seeing that not-god hadn't screwed me over somehow, I looked at my surroundings. It looked like some kind of forest. A thicket, maybe, with towering trees and lush green leaves. Sunlight filled in through the gaps, creating tiny openings that made it seem so surreal. The sight reminded me of a camping trip I once took with a couple of friends back in high school. However, there was a certain charm to it, complete with a mysterious allure. The air somehow felt cleaner as well. Lighter, if that was possible.
Of course, it didn't take me long before I noticed something that shouldn't be in my line of sight. And that was, namely, what looked like a damned HUD screen.
No, seriously. It looked like the status menu/HUD screen of one of those games you'd play. To the left corner of my sight were two diagonal bars, one colored light red and the other dark blue. To the right corner were a series of tabs in the form of hexagons, each with several different titles written over them. At the bottom of my field of vision was maybe a compass of some kind, though not the actual one. Rather, it was just a line with letters you'd find on a compass. Sort of like the the compass in modern-day video games now. At the very top was a UI that showed off something that made me want to scream profanities.
Two simple words: "LEVEL 001."
God fucking damn it, not-god's "Gift" was the Gamer ability?! Are you kidding me?! How in the hell was this useful?!
(Time Skip, Ten Minutes Later...)
After a good long while of ranting, I had managed to calm down. Thinking rationally again, though still wondering how a Gamer power was something that would be useful in this world, I decided to see if was any good. Sure, it didn't seem like much. In fact, it just made my situation feel more and more like I was in a light novel. But, it was all I got.
I experimented a little bit with this Gamer UI thing. I didn't have to use my hands to interact with it, but I could visualize it in my mind. The first thing I did was check out my stats. It was...underwhelming, to say the least.
Saitou Fukushima
Level 001
Class: Vagabond
Strength: E-
Defense: D-
Agility: C
Magic: F
Luck: D
Vagabond? Seriously? Okay, unless this world is somehow in the middle ages, which it probably is if it has dragons and orcs running around, then we are going to have some serious problems here. I am NOT a damned brigand nor a homeless git. ...well, not that last one, anyway. I did notice my agility was a lot higher compared to my other stats. Maybe it was because of my job as a courier? I took notice of the two zeroes before the one, letting me know that the level cap was perhaps 999 or something.
Next, I checked out my equipment. Again, underwhelming.
Armor Set: Vagabond's Rags
Weapon: Barefisted
Accessory: None
Rags? Okay, you know what? Nevermind. Let's see what my items are.
Inventory:
Healing Crystal x3
Spirit Crystal x3
Phoenix Potion x5
SHEBA Armament
The first three items, I could probably take a gander at. The last one, however, caught my attention. Immediately, I opened it up.
Accessory Piece: SHEBA Armament - Rank: ULTRA - A portable version of the Servant Summoning System utilized by the Human Order organization known as Chaldea. Allows one to call upon the power of a Servant.
TUTORIAL UNLOCKED! Care to View?
Servant? Human Order? Chaldea? Weird. I've felt like I've heard those terms before. Regardless, I click on the tutorial and was greeted by a rather lengthy explanation.
Tutorial: Servants
Servants are the Vessels created to house Heroic Spirits - individuals who have been recorded in the world's history. There are seven standard classes utilized by the Holy Grail, but outside of it are the Extra Classes, which affect the abilities of the Heroic Spirit summoned.
Saber: The strongest of the seven standard. Known for their impressive swordsmanship and capability to tank powerful magic attacks.
Lancer: Powerful spearmen with impressive strength, yet suffering from their terrible luck. Servants of this class possess crippling Noble Phantasms.
Archer: Specialists of long-ranged combat. Despite their name, their weapons are not limited to merely bows.
Rider: Warriors known to ride a mighty steed into battle. Agile and powerful while on the move.
Caster: Considered to be the weakest of the seven standard. Unlike typical Servants who rely on skill and power, Casters rely on wits and magical capabilities.
Assassin: True to their name, these Servants are masters of the art of killing. Stealth is their primary talent, but depending on the Heroic Spirit, they can be much more. Note: Often, the Servant Class of Assassin is associated with the Old Hermit of the Mountain, Hassan-i-Sabbah.
Berserker: In terms of raw power, the mightiest and most durable of the seven standard. In exchange for their sanity, they are bequeathed unmatched physical strength.
Avenger: Heroic Spirits, or otherwise called anti-heroes, who have been called to answer to injustice. Often, the soul called is one who suffered hardship and pain.
Alter Ego: Rather than actual Heroic Spirits, these Servants are considered alternate aspects or personalities that have been split-off. It is possible for one to summon a Heroic Spirit that would normally not be qualified for any other Class.
Foreigner: Among the Extra Class, Foreigners are the most curious. These Heroic Spirits possess power that is drawn from Beyond the Boundary - that is, calling upon powers that are beyond human comprehension.
Ruler: Arguably the most powerful class in the Servant Summoning System. Only a Heroic Spirit who does not possess a wish for the Holy Grail may be qualified for this Class, and are only summoned in special circumstances.
Hm, I see. So each Class has their own unique abilities and talents. From what I can gather from the tutorial as I dismiss it, Sabers are more or less sword masters who are very durable against magic-wielding opponents. Lancers are just as strong, but they really suffer in the lack department. Archers are long-range experts, but by that long, close-quarters are not their strong suit. Rider is like a speedy unit who strikes fast and runs twice as much. Caster are more or less just squishy wizards who pack a punch. Assassin...enough said. Berserker, a mad dog that only has raw power going for him. The remaining classes, however, are a bit interesting to see.
Still, this is becoming more and more familiar to me. I swear, I've heard these terms before. Either way, if what I read was true, then this SHEBA Armament was going to come in handy. With a few movements of the mind, my [EQUIP] menu was open and my accessory slot filled. Immediately afterward, blue pixels formed and wrapped around my forearm, concentrating together to form a shape. As it solidified, it became more defined and evolved into a solid shape. It was some kind of LED screen attached to a thin, yet durable casing attached to a leather bracer that was firmly locked on my forearm. Despite looking quite heavy, it fit like a glove.
TUTORIAL UNLOCKED! Care to View?
A new tutorial already? Well, alright then. Click.
Tutorial: SHEBA Armament
The SHEBA Armament was modeled and designed after the very same system utilized by Chaldea to combat the anomalies known as Singularities. However, the Servant Summoning System has been reformatted to be used on a much smaller piece of equipment. In ENGAGED, you can summon up to two Servants to fight by your side. When you do so, the System will unlock the COMMAND SEAL function.
Command Seals: These runes will allow you to ORDER your Servant with a specific set of instructions. Depending on the ORDER, the Servant can be forcibly de-summoned or receive a massive boost in power. It is even possible to negate a Skill currently in use. The System will allow three runes. Keep in mind that, depending on the ORDER, you may have to use more than one rune. Every 24 Hours, if you have used up at least one rune, that rune will be restored and capable of usage again.
Servant Ranking: Each Servant possesses a Ranking between 1 and 5. The higher the ranking, the more MANA you will have to use to keep that Servant manifested. The Class of the Servant will also play a factor in how much MANA you use up. The higher the Rank of the Servant, the more MANA you must use. Choose wisely.
...okay, learning all of this is making me think twice about dissing the Gamer ability. I still feel uncomfortable treading into light novel territory, though.
I've checked out all that I had on me in terms of this Gamer ability. Between a few starting items, which really were crystals and a red-colored potion, mind you, I pretty much only had the clothes on my back.
My first priority should be finding some form of civilization around here. Maybe a small town or something. Thankfully, the compass UI was not the only thing I had to direct me. There was a map also accessible from this interface. It shouldn't take me any longer than maybe an hour or so to reach the village listed on the map.
"Carne Village, huh...?"
(POV Switch: ?)
The moment the knights had arrived, the air became thick with blood, smoke and ash. First came the swords that cut deep into the flesh. Then came the fire that was burning Carne Village's fields. This situation didn't make any sense whatsoever. In the time I've been here, and from what I've learned from the chief, there shouldn't be a reason for these knights to be attacking this place. I could think of so many reasons why they would be attacking Carne Village, but at this very moment, I was more concerned with ensuring my keeper's wish in keeping his two daughters safe.
"You two, keep running!" I shouted at the sisters as I ran behind them. From behind us was the clanking of armor. The bandit knights, assuming that was who they were, were giving chase. Cursing, my feet slammed into the ground as I whirled to face them, hand stretched out. "Zerreißen!" A simple spell, but ultimately effective as a gust of wind was released, shooting from my hand like a bullet and throwing one knight right off his feet, slamming into a tree. The second came at me quickly, sword raised overhead. I side-stepped him, moving to his side before grabbing his neck and hooking my leg around his before proceeding to pull it right from beneath him, the hand on his neck putting pressure on his windpipes and promptly suffocating as a result.
There were more coming. I didn't stick around long. Enri and her little sister weren't far off, running as fast as they could. Nemu could barley keep up, looking ready to trip at any second.
Dammit, what the hell is going on here? Why're there bandits dressed as knights attacking? Was it Baharuth? Were they trying to instigate a war? And why attack Carne of all places?! None of this made sense! Then again, it didn't have to make sense. What was clear was that they were going to kill every last villager they could get their hands on.
I wouldn't allow that!
We had just reached a small clearing when Nemu finally found herself tripping across her own feet, falling to the ground. Enri immediately went to pick her up. I quickly glanced around the area and immediately scowled.
"Shit!"
(POV Switch: Saitou)
It had under thirty minutes before I noticed the smoke. It was far away, but it was clear enough to see. Black pillars, weaving and flowing into the air in a putrid stack. Unless there was a forest fire going on, there had to be an attack on the village or something. Optimistically, maybe they were having a bonfire. I gave a quick look around before finding the tallest tree in the area. If I get to the top, I can get a good view.
It took me a minute to get up to the top. Unfortunately, my guess was right. The town that was Carne Village was being put to the torch. Smoke was flowing high into the air. I could even faintly hear terrified screams.
Someone was attacking the village. The question here is...what to do? At that moment, something exploded in front of my face.
-A NEW QUEST!-
"Battle for Carne Village"
Do You Accept?
I should have known this was going to happen. Really, what else was I supposed to expect? Gamer abilities means quests. And knowing my luck, that means I'll have to fight or rely on these Servants I can summon. But I'm putting my life on the line for a bunch of strangers here. I've got no reason to help these people. By all rights, I should leave them to fend for themselves. On the other hand...if I do this, I can most likely get into their good graces. A village under attack will likely be distrustful of strangers. If I save them under the pretext of a reward, they might trust me. And I get something out of this.
Of course, I have no idea what this reward will be. It could be something flimsy. Or I could inquire for information. I just need to think up a lie to go with it so I can get some more info about this new world.
Mulling it over, I gave a tired sigh and accepted the quest.
-BEGINNING QUEST!-
Details: A village is under attack by mysterious marauders! Surely they won't like outsiders, but a savior expecting a reward will have better chances!
Bonus: Co-operate with a Magic Caster to earn Double EXP
Restriction: Only Archer and Berserker Servants are allowed for this Quest
Reward: 500 EXP, 50 Copper
Magic Caster? A mage? Well, whatever.
I slid down the tree and landed back on my feet. I looked at the SHEBA Armament on my forearm. I still haven't fiddled with it yet, so I got no idea how it will work. I won't be able to do this by myself. Hell, I think I'll get myself killed quick. If I'm going to be saving someone, I'm going to be needing some muscle. All I had to do was simply touch the screen before it lit up, filling with bright blue as red words danced across the screen reading: "ENGAGED." At this moment, a red wave flickered through my field of vision as new information surfaced.
I balked. 100 soldiers?! Christ, what the hell did this village do to piss these people off? They were all listed as "Sect Grunts," all around Level 5 or so. I guess it was combat time. From here on, there's no going back.
I went back to the Armament. As ENGAGED disappeared, flipping around and disappearing off-screen, it showed two slots, which I'm assuming are the Servants I can summon. I should probably only stick with one Servant right now, just to be on the safe side. If that tutorial was accurate, if I have two out, I'll be running out of MANA fast. Best to conserve those Spiritron Crystals I've got stored away.
I tapped one of the slots. Afterwards, a series of cards flipped forward, each depicting a curious figure. However, only two cards were highlighted, those being the aforementioned classes that were allowed. As this was my first use, I should probably choose wisely. Do I let a mad dog run wild? Or have a long-rage fight snipe them? Given the situation, the latter could be preferable.
But...given the sheer number, perhaps brute force is necessary. With that in mind, I tapped the Berserker Class Card. To my mild disappointment, there was only one Heroic Spirit available to me. Before I could choose it, though, a new tutorial appeared. Without hesitation, I clicked it.
Tutorial: The Berserker Class
Berserkers are Servants who had been granted the Mad Enhancement Skill. This technique removes all form of sanity from the user, but as a trade-off, grants immense strength. Depending on the rank of Mad Enhancement, communication is still possible. Typically, Berserkers are incoherent and speak in snarls and growls. It should be noted, however, that the Mad Enhancement effects the Heroic Spirit assuming the class differently, thus the personality of the Servant may be different than expected.
It is worth noting that you can temporarily disable Mad Enhancement through the use of a COMMAND SEAL.
I see. So they might be an actual mad dog. Pretty fitting, given what the class card depict.
Well, let's set this dog off his leash.
Click.
[Beginning Berserker Summoning]
(POV Switch: ?)
I couldn't do much against ten soldiers, coming at us all at once. I had managed to kill maybe three or four of them before exhaustion took hold of me. The knights held me down, grabbing my arms and pinning me to the floor with a boot on my back, no doubt intending on making me watch as they killed Enri and Nemu. I tried to move, but the armored hands binding my wrists were tight. They refused to let me stand.
How shameful! To think I would be held down like some subserviant peasant! If I only had the proper tools, I could teach these bastards a thing or two! I looked up in spite of not wanting to. A knight was advancing towards Enri as she held unto Nemu for dear life. She could have done anything. Maybe beg for him to let her sister go. Because, at least then, she'd still live. However, only a look of defiance remained in her eyes. She was brave, I would give her that. She knew she was going to die, but she wouldn't beg. Not to scum like these.
Two knights stood before her. One held his sword up high, ready to bring it down upon them. Enri hugged Nemu closer to her chest, closing her eyes. I struggled in vain to try and stop them. My bindings refused to let me move.
At that moment, however, a cold shudder ran down my entire being. Suddenly, I felt as if I had been cast into a dark, cold ocean and pulled under rapidly. A cold hand was wrapped around my neck, strangling me as I tried to breath. The atmosphere turned oppressive. Behind Enri, a rift had appeared. A void that held nothing.
However, it wasn't the rift itself that scared me. No, it was what came out of the rift that made me wish that my being here had not come to pass.
A towering being emerged from it. It easily stood over the knights, garbed in ornate jet black robes fit for a noble magus. Behind its head, a radiant halo glowed with an almost ethereal light. However, that light was soon tarnished by the overwhelming darkness the being exuded. It was not human for it had no skin. Not even exposed muscle. Rather, white bone was all that there was. The robe exposed what should have been the chest, revealing curved ribs circling around some red object. Beneath the hood was a skull that bore no expression. Blank and terrifying, with only blazing red orbs glowing fiercely from within its empty sockets. In its bony clutches was an ornate golden staff, bearing the heads of snakes, each with a beautiful gem inside their maw. It was like a twisted parody of the staff of Hermes.
An Undead. No, something more. Something far more terrifying.
It was Death.
It's emergence startled the knights. The grip on my bonds slackened, but I couldn't move. I was terrified. Frozen in place and unable to look away from the horror before me. The knight who had his sword raised stumbled away, staring and gawking at the robed skeleton in fear. If it had any emotions, it didn't show them as it slowly raised its hand. Without moving its jaw, a low whisper emerged from its lipless teeth.
"Grasp Heart."
In the next second, the knight that had just been moments away from killing Enri fell to his knees, unceremoniously dropping to the ground in a heap. The knights screamed in horror while Enri recoiled, yet unable to look away. I simply stared and watched the skeleton examine its hand with a curious wonder before it spoke again in a gravely tone.
"It seems I'm still capable of casting high level spells here. Had I been unable to cast a 9nth-Tier Spell like that, I would have retreated." It looked at the trembling knight that stood before it spoke again, almost in a condescending tone. "What's the matter? Why do you tremble? You were just about to kill these two and make the girl behind you watch, yet you can't raise your sword against a monster?" It let out a scoff. I thought it must have felt insulted before its red orbs glowed even more fiercely. "Regardless... You will help me in my experiments."
The poor bastard tried to make a break for it. Not that I would blame him. In the eyes of Death, however, nothing would escape. A fact proven as it raised a bony finger.
"Lightning."
Pure thunder danced from its claws, piercing straight through the fleeing knight and reducing him to a lump of coal that crumbled apart. The undead let out a scoff as it gazed at the remaining knights with open hostility. I felt my skin freeze as if I was encased in ice. I felt like I was about to be thrown unto the guillotine. It approached and immediately the knights on me removed themselves, freeing me in the process and tried to flee.
A thunderous crash rung into the air. The ground shook beneath me. I dared to look behind me. Immediately, a gasp escaped my throat as my eyes widened explicably, recognizing the presence that now stood before me.
An armored knight had halted the marauders advance. Black with polished steel, yet shrouded in darkness. It was almost impossible to make out any discernible features, save for ominous red light that seeped out from within the thin visor of the helm. The knights recoiled and crumpled to the floor, yet all ears in the vicinity, including my own, suddenly became threatened with deafness as a gluttoral roar rumbled from the black knight's throat. It sounded like the drowning howls of rage. A creature besieged with madness.
I knew what this knight was. I knew what it was. Who it once was.
It was a Servant.
It was...Berserker.
"ShRRAaaAaAAAAaGH! ! !"
Episode I (END)
Preview for the next Episode:
An undead skeleton with a Yandere bodyguard... Huh. Have to admit, that's a first. Oh, wait. We're doing a preview? Ugh, fine.
After saving the two sisters, I, the unoriginal OC character Saitou Fukushima, meet the Undead King known as Ainz Ooal Gown. I also meet this really stuck up annoying girl named Olga Marie Animusphere, holy crap that is a mouthful, asking me how I could summon a Servant and if I knew anything about Chaldea. Rather than indulge her, I work with Ainz to save Carne Village, sending Berserker to help the skeleton's Death Knight.
Next Time: The Fateful Encounter
Now, are we done? In case you haven't noticed, I'm still on the clock here. Huh? What do you mean I don't have a courier job anymore? Where the hell have you been? I'm ALWAYS going to be someone's delivery boy! New world or no!