In an area filled with many trees, a young boy can be seen laying slumped on the cold ground.
Trees and bushes surrounded all around him, highlighting the eeriness of his surrounding.
A wooden sword laid on the ground not far away from the boy, seemingly to have dropped from his hand as the handle was pointed at him
From this, one could tell that he was training last night, really intensely at that as his chest were laid bare with pieces of white cloth covering him.
It was dark, but then the Sun started to rise, illuminating lights little by little until shades of red covered the whole area.
Protons particle started to accumulate around the boys body; lights were seeping in.
Gradually, his eyes were jotted awake due to the output of protons into his eyes .
Then just like one was disturbed when asleep, his eyes shone a trace of annoyance.
He open his eyes, seemingly to gauge his surroundings, but there were only blurs as he couldn't make clear of anything.
It lasted for a few seconds until he can finally see and remembere what happened.
He had died. He died while trying to escape his apartment. An earthquake came knocking his door, and he died then.
Confusion was written on his face as he remembered what he went through, ' how? ' I thought as I tried to unravel my predicament. ' how the hell am I still alive? being that I should be dead '
It didn't take long though as I accepted my situation and finally return myself into the present.
I move my arms pushing in against the ground and use it to get up. I didn't really think much, but as soon as I got up, I felt intense pain all over my body, especially my arms, they were sore as hell.
My eyes darted to my surrounding, and bewilderment soon accompanied me.
Greenery were all I could see. ' It looks as if I'm in a forest, but that can't be as I live in a city. ' . I thought
Memories soon filled my head reminding me of who I am and were, akin to a door that had just unsealed, revealing all the pictures and thoughts in my mind.
It wasn't all familiar, there were parts that I couldn't recognize. There seems to be someone else mixed in with my life.
Realizing this, a thought emerged out of my mind.
' Did I transmigrate? '
Why would I thought of this perhaps? Well, It's because I've read many of them. - Novels - I mean.
Before I started to truly live life without constantly indulging in entertainment, I've gone pass many novels.
I usually like to read fantasy ones, mostly ones with reincarnation or transmigration. It had always been one of my wish back then to find myself in that kind of situation.
Escaping reality and living in an entirely different one seems to be what I loved dearly back then. I hope really badly for it to happen.
Heck, I even wish for it at the pagoda when my family and I went there. My weak self back then, one who escapes responsibility, urns for it really badly.
So finding myself with strange memories, gave that strange idea.
To have my young self's wish fufill gave me a pleasant feeling, I'm also somewhat happy, part of me probably likes this situation too.
positive emotions filled my mind but only to go out right after as I thought of my parents at home.
My father, my mother and my sister.
Although I find the world boring and hope for a more exciting one back then, I still cherished my family dearly. They were the ones I loved, the ones that've taken care of me since small.
My little sister, even if we argue sometimes, we still hold each other close.
Losing anyone of them would be a blow to me, akin to destroying breaking me itself.
Tears filled my eyes, as I realized that I have left them behind.
Yet it didn't last long. For I have already accepted reality. The constant improvement of life made me study stoicism, leading me to great degree of self-control and temperament.
one will eventually have to come to accept what is in front of them, so I simply chose the better option.
I took a deep breath, calming my mind down as I've usually done.
It was only then that I took notice of my body. Feeling the soreness and seeing the state of it, I began to sit down.
Sitting down on the cold grown, I began to again contemplate my situation, looking for the indentity of the person I've become and will soon be.