Mike was a novel creater of the fantasy genre to give you an idea of his profession. But he thought his life was too dull, too boring. {but let's get in to the story of how he became one of the strongest cultivaters}
He was on his weekly grocery run but as soon as he stepped out of the store, it was storming so he decided to run to his home as fast as he could. Yet as soon as he steped out of the store he got stuck by lightning. It hurt so bad he thought he could feel himself getting fried.
"Is this it?" he thought. He passed out from the intense pain. When he woke up, it was dark, unnervingly dark, so unsurprisingly when he attempted to get up he bumped into a wall. "Where am I?" he questioned himself. As he walks along the wall feeling the damp textured wall for what seems to be eternity. Suddenly he trips on a jagged stone on the ground. When he got up he realized that there was light behind him so he got up and fell again he realized that he could not walk so he somewhat crawled to the light but as he crawled it felt like hours had gone by but he finally reached the light he realized that it was the outside and he tried to get up again but as he was slowly getting up he realized that he no longer had hands but paws but the shock made him pass out yet again.