„As I opens my eyes, I saw only cold stone. I woke up in what resembled a cave with no entrance behind me and a vast space before me. I am a normal person. I read a lot of novels and although I don't consider myself that kind of person that dreams to live in a fantasy world, i always had the feeling that our world was not enough. I always had the feeling that there had to be something more. Now I am here, after I got back from work yesterday all I wanted was to sleep. It was the best sleep I had gotten since long, and now looking up I wonder if it was." Nox was first in shock, but could calm himself after a while. Inspecting the surroundings he spoke to himself „I am not dreaming, I don't now what happened. I have my clothes from yesterday evening and there seems to be a big wooden door at the other side of this shitty cave." Walking towards it he realized that it seems somewhat ancient and forgotten. He didn't know why but it just gave this vibe like he was standing before something he couldn't even imagine. He slowly opened the door and peeked through the slid. Before him was a single being. It looked like some over grown rat. It was as big as an dog and one could smell it from a mile away. But what made Nox shiver was it's big sharp teeth and claws, they looked like they could slice a Human in half with ease. Carefully looking behind him again to check that he hadn't misst some other way he begone sneaking toward the side of the seemingly endless cave behind the door. The rat was eating some kind of cadaver but Nox couldn't identify what it looked like, because it was torn into pieces.He would rather not be noticed by that thing and sneaking behind some big rocks was the only way he could think of. As he was crawling trying not to make any sound he felt a pair of eyes staring into his soul. Looking into the direction where the rat had eaten before, was the only thing he could see, red eyes. So red, they seemed like they were made out blood. One could even feel a faint energy that was emitting from them, an otherworldly beautiful energy that could make any being drool. But in this situation Nox could only shiver he wanted to run, but his legs wouldn't move. Only those red eyes where in his sight. Those bloody eyes of the being that runs hungrily towards him. A second later his survival instinct kicked in and he could finally move again, he took on running in an seemingly random direction. It was already to late, the rat can nearly reach him with its horrifying claws. In this exact moment time slowed down and he thought about his live, so many thinks he wanted to do, so many words he hadn't said jet. A memory poppt up in his head. A Memory of what he had thought about many times. „What would I do if my live was in danger?" In a moment of adrenaline he turned around using his momentum to give the hardest right punch he had ever given to this rat monster. He was thrown aback a bit because he didn't stop his running in order to use the momentum, but he knew that he couldn't give it time to get back up. He sprinted toward the rat and unleashed a torrent of punches on its still lying body. The claws of the rat scratching the skin of his bones and a terrifying scream erupted from his mouth and only one thought that is occupying his mind right now is „DIE". After a few seconds the rats was turned into a bloody mess, it looked like someone has smashed its head with a hammer multiple times. Nox's armes, legs and torso are torn and some bones stick out. He only silently sat above the rat looking and his red Nuckels. There is a small smile on is face and his right hand is slightly glowing red with a rather strange symbol on it. He hadn't noticed it before but his whole body had been strengthened a little, not much, but after killing this monster he could feel every fiber of his body. He is in a state of pure joy and it became apparent that he is a bit different than before he came to this hell hole. After a while he regained his composure and limped to the side in order to lean against some big rocks. Thinking it was finally over he tried to relax a bit, but in the distance he could hear what sounded like countless footsteps. Running footstep's, shear panic over came him as he realized that these footsteps sounded like those of the rat he just killed. With his last strength he ran to the edge at the side, looking down he could only see darkness. The rats came the only way he could go. The big door closed and he had to make a choice now. He can push himself of the edge into the dark abyss or face the countless rat monsters. He was driven into an edge, as the countless rats raced in his direction he could faintly count that they amounted to at least 100.000. In this moment of death he chose to push himself of the cliff.