Lancelot pov:

It was an sunday morning when bright refreshing sunshine fell on my face. I woke up to a pleasant chirping of bird outside

I was treated to a pleasant view from my balcony…thinking back i always wanted to build a house deep in the mountains like this..

I frequently spotted many wild animals rear my house

For most people it might be conserning but it wasn't to me. why?, im well past and into mid 50s.. in other words i am old and alone living in retirement

I frequently go down the mountain to get local supplies from the stores..other than that it has allways been me and the wildlife as long as i can remember

Well its better this way. I find them more to liking than the humans

My only regret now is that during my youth period i worked so hard mostly not for myself but to seek validation from others… by doing that i wasted my youth which ultimately lead to the undeniable reality of the real world

But lucky i was able to join the army at my early 20s… there i was deployed 2 times at 2 different wars…each time there was a mental scare on me…but it only molded my character as a hole…after those cruel experiences..

it gave me a sense of security during all my difficult life choices. I was able to take risky decisions more confidently…after i retired with the money i was able to buy this house deep in the mountains

Still i have barely left to even sustain myself…i had to frequent go for hunting and sell skins of various animals to raise money for myself

"Even with all the sleep im still tired after waking up". Next thing i did was prepare a coffee and turned on the tv for daily morning news

I was just a normal day of normal old man living deep in the mountains..Untill suddenly i had a chest pain

Ughhh!….i tried reaching the phone across the table but before i know i was blacked out..Probably dead too..

Or so I thought…