TenSura V2

The world shifted around you, a strange sensation overtaking your body. As the haze lifted, you found yourself standing in a vast forest, unfamiliar yet oddly calming. The air smelled of fresh earth, and sunlight danced through the trees. You felt different as if the limits of your old self had faded.

"Hey, over here." A small voice called out. Turning, you saw a small blue slime. It took you a while to realize who it was—Rimuru Tempest, the leader of the Jura Tempest Federation, one of the strongest beings in this world, if not the strongest. But the kicker was, how did you know?

“You must be confused.” Rimuru said in a cheerful tone, moving closer. “This place is called Tempest, and it seems like you’ve been reincarnated here. Just like me. Happens more often than you’d think.”

Before you could fully process what he said, a group approached—a tall hobgoblin woman with purple hair, a red-haired warrior with sharp eyes, and a massive silver-furred wolf. Rimuru gestured toward them.

“Meet Benimaru, Shion, and Ranga." He introduced casually, pointing to each of them. “They’re part of my inner circle.”

Benimaru eyed you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. “Another one? Where did they come from?” He asked, crossing his arms.

Rimuru smiled. “Who knows? But they seem special.” And then turned to you, eyes twinkling with excitement. “You’ve got some potential, I can tell.”

Your mind raced. The last thing you remembered was your old life, in another world entirely. And now you stood here, feeling stronger, empowered even. The strangeness of it all didn’t overwhelm you—instead, you felt a sense of belonging. Like you were meant to be here.

Rimuru shifted into a humanoid form, looking you over. “I think you could be a valuable ally. What do you say? Want to join us?”

This was your chance—a new life in a world where anything seemed possible. If you only had one shot, what would you do with that opportunity? Join the entourage or make your own path?