Simon opened his eyes to the gentle and fresh air caressing his skin, a sensation he hadn't felt in years.
His body strangely felt refreshing and power surged through his muscles, clearly a contrast to his otherwise shrivelled body. He tried getting up only to realize he was in a completely different place.
He looked around his surrounding in amazement "Where the hell am I? I remember I was in the office in front of my computer…and then..hmm, I dozed off. Then this should be a dream…right?"
If not then the scene before him was hard to explain. He found himself in the middle of a forest filled with tall green trees. The height of the trees could easily reach over thirty meters. The air here felt refreshing to breathe, suggesting a high oxygen level in the vicinity.
Intermittent howls and cries of wild animals echoed through the serene silence of the forest.
Yet, the most bizarre thing was not the forest filled with tall trees and grass thickets nor the tall mountain valleys visible in the distance
It was the moon; No, it would be proper to say moons. Unbelievably, there were three moons hanging high up in the sky. Under the blanket of the night, the three moons were lined up in a row with the full moon in the middle slightly above the other two crescents on its sides.
"Wow this is quite the sight to behold….haha, to dream about all the fantasy elements, my body must have been very fatigued," Simon said marvelling at the scene
As he took a deep breath, the wind swept past him, rustling his long pitch-black hair. But something was off. He suddenly realized, "Huh? What's happening? How did my hair grow so long… wait, what? Why does my voice sound so deep and heavy?!"
"Wait a minute... this doesn't feel like my own body, it's way taller and masculine than my actual body!" Simon panicked, running his hands over his rippling muscles in disbelief.
As he stretched his body, his shoulder blades moved in a peculiar way, and suddenly, a magnificent pair of wings sprouted from his back.
Huge wings grow starting from his shoulder and end just past his shoulder blades. The wings are scythe-shaped and scarlet black in colour, thick skin and eerie bone structures make up most of the wings and small sharp tips grow from each ending like spears.
"What the hell is wrong with this body? Am I no longer human?... What a peculiar dream."
He walked past the thickets and explored the area for a while, but his curiosity was soon piqued by a distant noise.
"I can hear something. The noise is coming from... that side."
Listening carefully, he decided to follow the source of the sound.
After walking for a few minutes, he came to an abrupt stop, captivated by the scene before him. Beyond the thickets and oddly tall trees lay a vast river.
The river runs down from one end of the forest to another, the end of which cannot be seen with naked eyes. The width of the river easily surpasses two hundred meters and what lay beyond the other shore were the tall mountain valleys.
The mountains looked majestic and strong, like a gigantic sleeping dragon crisscrossing around the forest. Its height was over three thousand meters and one could easily overlook the entire forest from its peak.
Simon walked over to the shore and gazed blankly at the scene.
The moonlight illuminated the area, casting an enchanting reflection on the flowing water. However, before he could fully marvel at this awe-inspiring scene, another peculiar sight in the water caught his attention.
Reflecting in the water was a silhouette of what looked like a demon
Pitch black hair like the night itself runs down his body till his waist. Two jagged horns adorn the oval head from two sides; both the horns were half a foot long and appeared absolutely menacing. His skin was pale white, eyebrows as sharp as a sword and a devilishly handsome face.