GoblinSlayer Cross

You opened your eyes, and the world came into focus slowly, like a painting soaked in shadows. The first thing you noticed was the smell—damp earth mixed with the rancid stench of something primal, something decayed. Your head throbbed, memories blurring, as you struggled to make sense of your surroundings. Your bound, rough ropes digging into you wrists and ankles, your movements restricted. Panic flickered through you realized you weren't alone. You had no idea how you got into Gobling slayer world —but one thing was clear: he had to survive or..... something else?