My story begins with me dying I had been living in foreign country because I couldn't find employment in my country. Naturally I decided to go to other countries like most people of my age. I thought it would be easy to get a job in South Africa.
I spent three years working doing odd jobs and construction work getting paid peanuts. After years I finally managed to get a good job but as fate would have it I got killed on my way home from work.
I was killed in a xenophobia attack, the savagery by which I was killed with was brutal and truly undeserved. Truth be told I begged for mercy but I got none no matter what I said they would not stop beating me. I will always remember the look in their eyes, the vigor ,the madness and the cold disgusted look in their eyes. I welcomed the boulder that crushed my skull but I woke up elsewhere alive. I was In a field of grass, no angry mob trying to kill me. The mountains and trees I could see from afar were not familiar . As I stood up I noticed a book with a piece of paper and stone on top to stop the wind from blowing it away. I picked them up and on the paper was a short message, live your dream life and take the stone with you . Welcome to Eryad. There is a small village 10km away to your east they will welcome you. It was signed Yours forever watching out for you Gaidin. I took a moment to process everything and check the book. The book was an encyclopaedia of my new world . A few pages in I smiled because there was magic in this new world.