Daniel was an outsider, not because of some tragic past, but because he simply didn't care. At twenty-three, he drifted through college in America, disinterested in people, studies, or even the idea of fun. Friends were distant, family was background noise, and love was a concept that never held meaning for him. The only thing that ever sparked life in his dull existence was dinosaurs. His room was a shrine to them—posters of prehistoric beasts covered every wall, shelves overflowing with dinosaur figurines, books detailing their reign over Earth, and his screensaver displaying a fierce Indoraptor, his favorite creature from the Jurassic World franchise.

One evening, while browsing his laptop, an ad popped up—Jurassic World: Lost Kingdom was about to be released, and a limited edition Indoraptor figurine, along with exclusive merchandise, was on sale. His heart pounded with excitement, a rare feeling for him. Without hesitation, he threw on his hoodie and rushed out of his house, barely acknowledging his parents as he muttered a hurried goodbye. They had no idea it would be the last time they'd hear his voice.

The city was cold that night, snow falling in thick blankets, mist curling along the deserted sidewalks. As Daniel clutched the shopping bag containing his precious merchandise, he felt a rare sense of contentment. He had spent a hundred dollars, but the satisfaction was priceless.

Then it happened.

The roaring sound of an engine. Headlights piercing through the thick fog. A monstrous lorry promoting Jurassic World: Lost Kingdom thundered down the street at an uncontrollable speed. Before Daniel could react, the vehicle slammed into him. His body was weightless for a moment, flung into the air like a ragdoll. His world spun—concrete, sky, headlights, the distorted reflection of his own shocked face in the truck's metallic surface. Then, impact.

Pain. Blinding pain.

His body hit the ground, rolling like a broken doll. His bag tore open, dinosaur toys scattering across the cold pavement. Blood seeped into his Jurassic World T-shirt, mixing with the rain-soaked road. His fingers twitched, his last grasp tightening around a small, plastic dinosaur head. The driver stumbled out, his horrified face illuminated by the truck's neon promotional lights. He shouted for help, but Daniel's world had already begun to fade.

Darkness swallowed him.

Then... warmth. Light.

Daniel's eyes fluttered open, expecting hospital lights, the sterile smell of disinfectant, the hum of machines keeping him alive. But instead, he found himself lying in the middle of a breathtaking, emerald-green landscape. The air was thick with moisture, the scent of earth and vegetation filling his lungs. Sunlight streamed through towering prehistoric trees, casting dappled shadows on the mossy ground. A gentle breeze carried the distant sounds of roaring creatures.

And then, the ground trembled.

Daniel sat up, his breath hitching. His gaze followed the movement ahead, and his heart nearly stopped. Dinosaurs. Real, living dinosaurs.

A massive Brachiosaurus extended its neck to nibble at the canopy, its enormous shadow stretching across the clearing. Packs of Parasaurolophus moved gracefully near a glistening lake, their haunting cries echoing through the valley. Pterosaurs soared above, their wings slicing through the golden sky. It was a world untouched by human hands—a world where dinosaurs had never gone extinct.

Daniel's mind reeled. He wasn't in a dream. He wasn't dead. He was somewhere else, somewhere impossible.

Then, he noticed the note clutched in his hand. His fingers trembled as he unfolded it.

"Welcome, child, to the World of Dinosaurs. You have been reincarnated here with a purpose: to maintain the balance of nature. To survive, you must embrace the instincts of a dinosaur. You have been granted the ability to shapeshift into any dinosaur you imagine. But remember, to remain in this world, you must live as they do. Carnivores hunt. Herbivores graze. The laws of survival apply to you now."

Daniel's pulse raced. The realization hit him all at once. He had died. And now, he had been reborn in a world where humans did not exist—a world where he could truly live as the creatures he adored.

A smile, wide and filled with exhilaration, stretched across his face.

His old world no longer mattered. His parents, his few friends, his mundane existence—they were already fading from his memory. This was his new home. His new life.

And it was only beginning.