We walked into a dark room with no windows, only a table and chairs, I took a seat and sat down, the posh guy took a seat opposite me smiling he sat down, and instantly began to speak.

"So Seb, has Ronnie told you he is from Liverpool, and done some boxing, oh sorry Seb boxing is sport where you put gloves and on fight the aim of the game, is to be knocked the other one out"

"How did you know that? How do you know my name?" I asked, in utter shocked and confusion.

"I am your brother" he said with a wild smile.

"No you're not, I know my brother and you aren't him"

"I promise you Ronnie I Am, and by how you look, you only just got here, that means... hey seb did you know that Ronnie recently broke up with his girlfriend"

"How do you know that?" I said feeling my self getting more angry and even more confused at the situation, how does he knows this?

"I am your brother" the posh guy said again this time meeting my level of annoyance.

"Ugh, fuck me, just leave it, mate," I said, my irritation bubbling over. Who does this posh idiot think he is?

"I'm being serious, Ronnie," the posh lad replied. It was the day we got on the train. Audrey and I grabbed a coffee and met you, Mum, and Dad before making our way to the train. I was playing a game on my phone and we talked about your ex-girlfriend before you left to go to the bathroom.

How could he know all of this? He can't be my brother, right?

"Dad nearly spoke. Audrey was too absorbed in her phone, and Mum was everything to us. She helped us with anything we needed, and all she ever wanted was for us to be happy."

"Archie?"

"Hey, big brother! I say 'big' because I think I might be older than you now. I've been in this world for 22 years, and you are the first person I've seen from our old life. From what I can see, you look the same. You left the compartment, so you weren't reincarnated, which means the rest of our family must have been reincarnated like me."

"How can we find them? Wait, you're older than me now? That feels weird," I said.

"That will be difficult," Seb replied.

"Not anymore! If any of our family sees Ronnie, they will recognize him because he looks the same," Archie said.

"Very true," Seb agreed, nodding his head. He then clapped his hands together. "First, Ronnie needs help adjusting. He's in a new world, and from what Edmund has told me-"

"Who the hell is Edmund?" I asked.

"Me," Archie said. "My name is Edmund Ironclaw, from the Ironclaw family. Our speciality is strength magic; we can crush anything. We are a noble family here in the nation of Athena."

"Is there magic here?" I asked, suddenly intrigued, my mind racing with the same thought: Can I use magic?

"Yeah," Archie said, his face lighting up. "It's like a video game-magic, dwarfs, vampires, werewolves! If you go into a dungeon and kill monsters, you get paid for it."

"Are you serious? Is that true? That's awesome! We should go to a dungeon!"

"Let's go!" we both declared dramatically.

"Both of you sit down," Seb commanded. I felt like I had just been scolded by my dad. "You're a noble with a bodyguard outside, so act like someone of your station! And you," he said, fixing me with a fierce look, "you don't have a weapon, you don't know magic, and you aren't registered at the guild. Why would anyone let you into a dungeon?"

"Why would they stop me?" I challenged.

"He has a point," Archie-Edmund-admitted.

"Shut up; you know he doesn't."

"Okay then, how do I get a weapon, learn magic, and get registered?"

Seb shook his head, clearly exasperated with me already, and it had only been five minutes. Suddenly, he stopped shaking his head, as if a thought had just struck him.

"You can join the guild."

"Really?" both my brother and I exclaimed.

"Yeah, what else can he do? He doesn't know anything about this world, and at least if he's here, we can help him survive. I can help with a weapon; that's the easy part. But for magic, you'll need to take an aptitude test to see if you have any and what type it is. Then we can move forward with getting you a weapon and a partner or team to go into the dungeon with."

"That's sick! Let's do this right away!" I shouted, louder than I meant to.

"I want to see this too," my brother added.