[ WP ] You 're suddenly dropped back in time over 1,000 years ago . You have no idea how it happened . You 're nude but somehow are holding a modern pistol ... with 5 bullets .

First, I fired the gun to see did it work. It did. A waste perhaps but you have to be sure about these things. The crack drew attention. Twelve shepard's came wandering by to see the fuss. They laughed at my bare form before I shot one of them dead and aimed the revolver at the others. I motioned for them to give me their clothes. 
 
 In the next few months I kept quiet while I lived with livestock, hidden from the view of others. I had killed another person in a moment of fear. I learned enough of the language they used from her before I killed her. Enough to make my point. I had three bullets left. 
 
 In what I assumed was September I arrived in the largest town I had found. It took me some time to work out the order of the guards but once I had it was pretty easy to make my way into the keep. I practised a few times. I always carved the rough shape of my revolver into the wood of the lord's table. It would add to the plan if everything went well. 
 
 I decided it was a Friday. A good time to make a go of my one plan. In plain sight I stole an apple from a street vendor. I was brought before the guards to be punished with flogging. My gun was hidden when I was placed on the plinth for my crime. As they rose the whip for the first time I turned and shot my captor in the chest. It made quite the scene. I immediately shot another guard from a distance to make it clear what I could do. I said one word, `` King''. 
 
 He trembled when I placed the steel against his brow. He whimpered like some loon, sweating and cursing at his followers. They were motionless, pressed against the sides of his keep. I blew his fucking brains out. I had one bullet left. A week later I shot a jester who was n't funny. 
 
 For 40 years I reigned unopposed until someone figured out the magic tool did n't kill anymore.
