Author's Note

Hey guys! It's been 2 years since I last been on this site and since this quarantine has got me a bit bored I may as well try my hand in another story. My other ones where cringy as fuck, so I got rid of them completely.

Months before this I was given a task from my college before all this shit happened I was on my final project for college ready to wrap up my three years of being there, and it was quite important since I'm hopefully going to University in September, it would get done quicker if we all have a nice cold pint, and wait for this all to blow over.

Hopefully, this first chapter isn't really terrible, I haven't written in a while so please bear with me.

Anyways, hope you have an awesome day!

Cheers lads!

7/3/2020
(Also! I'm not quite happy with the way the prologue has gone, rereading it has made me cringe slightly, so it might get edited in the future, and if it’s really bad it’ll get a full rework. I hope this doesn’t deter you away from my story.)

Prologue (Under Revision)

Falling, falling is all I could really feel at the moment, the wind violently rushing past me, my stomach churning, whilst my eyes are glued to the incoming ground, I was definitely panicking at this moment, I mean who wouldn't? Whilst flailing my arms and struggling to breathe, all I could see was a bunch of colourful clouds that looked slightly cartoonish in style, looking to my left I could see a massive mountain with a castle, white in colour hanging on the left side of it. Moving my eyes towards the ground again, a little ways passed the massive impending forest, I could see a quaint little town with what looks like a massive tree somewhere near the centre. But that doesn't matter right now because the forest floor is speeding dramatically towards me.

"Whoever the fuck decided it was a bloody brilliant idea to drop a portal in the middle of the sky! If I survive this, I'll make sure that they won't be able to tell the tale of how they fucked up!" I shouted until my lungs couldn't compensate for the lack of air.

Hearing a pop beside me whilst falling was uncanny so I turned towards my right and see a what looks like a humanoid being but a mismatch of different body parts stitched together. He wasn't even falling he was literally stood up mid-air for fuck sakes!

"Ok! I don't think you can understand me mate! But can you use them tiny wings of yours and carry me down before I become a literal human pancake!?" I screamed whilst flinging my arms out in pure desperation.

All he did was give me a big shit-eating grin with a hint of mischievousness and winked then poof, he disappeared along with my hopes of actually surviving.

"YOU BITCHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh"

Seeing the ground is almost upon me I closed my eyes and waited for the inevitable.

It feels as though its been minutes but I know it hasn't, albeit a few couple seconds have passed. I slightly inched one of my eyes open to see if I'm at the pearly white gates yet. And to my surprise, I was surrounded in this light yellow bubble, it looks kind of ethereal yet solid at the same time before it decided to simply evaporate with short white wisps and my teeth then planting the ground. Brilliant.

Before I got flung out of a portal though, I was currently trying to figure out what was next I should draw.

I was alone at my desk my tablet in front of me with my pen in my hand stuck in absolute thought. Scanning the images on Pinterest for different environments to get going with and then building a concept based on some of the ideas I get.

I am a Concept Artist, since College shut down, I've been given assignments left, right and centre constantly drawing environment designs, character designs you name it. It was my passion after all. Leaning back in my chair and putting my feet up was all I could do to unwind, did I mention I was blasting music? Speaking of the assignment I was given, I actually chose the theme, I wanted to create a world of fantasy, sort of like an RPG, old medieval towns, mainly swords and magic, that sort of thing. Because ever since I was a kid, I would have dreams of going to a faraway place and being some sort of hero, and it inspired me quite a bit to always be kind and helpful to people.

As childish as that sounds, I've always wanted to become some kind of protector, till this day I still put on my headphones and daydream of certain situations I like to put myself in, for example, saving a person when they're about to be killed, raging when that someone is killed and going absolutely ballistic, or just generally being an all-around badass.

What I wanted was to disappear from this world and play a different role, instead of being in this boring, mundane life where you get up, you get a wash, you go to your job or University. And then carrying that on for the rest of your life until you’re put in a care home or you abruptly die from something stupid like getting flung mach fucking 20 from a colliding bus that you so happen to run in front of.

I wanted to explore and travel, find new things that sort of thing, meet new people, but being introverted basically narrowed all that down to a big fat no chance. The only places I've gone on holiday to is Greece and Germany, and even then it just didn't sate my taste for adventure. As cliche as it sounds, it's something I've always dreamed of.

I think that's most likely why I read a lot, to sort of immerse myself in another person's shoes and to think what it would be like to actually be there.

Too bad the only chance of a portal popping into my room would be a zero point zero chance within a billion factors to consi-

A loud bang and crackling sound cut my inner monotone monologue short, it reverberated through the entire floor beneath me and I thought the fucking Germans were invading.

I was already on the floor with my glass of water spilt on my desk, but not to close to where I would panic, even though I'm already shitting myself right now.

I look to my right to my beige coloured wall and grabbed my sword and its sheathe (Yes, I was a mega weeb, bite me.) and keeping it hilted to my side ready to be drawn, although I wouldn't, I'd probably threaten you and then run because in this country you would still get arrested for murder if some cunt came into your house and tries to kill you.

Heading down my stairs, nearly slipping on the carpeted steps, I luckily land on both my feet and quietly sneak towards my left wall leading into my living room.

I screamed and then dashed in holding my sword over my head like a spastic only to be left dumbfounded by the scene in front of me.

Clearly, there is a greenish-yellow portal in the middle of my living room, along with my £200 rug that is literally scorched to fuck. Moving closer to get a better look at the swirly vortex of possible doom.

"So..two options, either sit in my room and forget this ever happened or grab my long bloody coat and satisfy my curiosity," I say out loud to nobody in particular.

I quickly rush upstairs sword hanging loosely along my hip hitting every fucking corner of my house, arriving at my room again, I dash towards my wardrobe and open it up, a few shirts, jeans, mainly skinny jeans. And I see my long black coat, a leather trench coat that reaches a little bit higher than my ankles.

I wrap the coat around me in quick haste, then I rush back downstairs again since I left my bag on top of the chair in the kitchen, sprinting across the living room before a shockwave from the portal pushed me towards the wall,

"Well, didn't see that coming what so fucking ever." I coughed.

I went for the kitchen door again only for the portal to make a loud humming sound and then it decided to slowly turn into a fucking jet engine sucking everything into it like a black hole, small things like my dad's chair or a few books, and my 5 foot 8 lanky bloody body along with it.

I was struggling trying to crawl to the door without getting completely sucked in.

I just about made it to the door.

"Come on! I'm so bloody close! Just a little more! You twat!" Nearing the door handle to try and pull myself in, my finger just about grasps it but slips, trying again I reach my hand a little further and as I was about to reach it, the humming increased even more and before I knew it I was already gone.

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Picking up my dirtied face from all the shit I just ate, I could hear the birds chirping, water rushing and crashing at the rocks to my right, leaves and such littered the ground from my initial impact that never happened, and a few creatures running around between the woods that littered the entire area, but yet, everywhere looked so vibrant in colour, from the trees to the grass, and even to the luminescent blue water that had a slight twinge of green in it.

Everything looked like it came out of a storybook.

"Well, it's certainly better than sitting at home all day, my town was a fuckin shit hole anyways," I mumbled.

Well, since my face was full of fucking dirt, I may as well take a dip into the river over there. And maybe I can find my bearings as to where the hell I am.

Walking over to the river and looking into my own reflection the water was projecting, I did notice I had a lot of dirt on me, mostly in my black short hair. Usually, if I left my hair to grow, it would get quite curly, since I had a bit of black blood in me.

Even though I'm as white as a fucking milk bottle.

Noticing my dark green eyes and my black coat hanging over me I decided to strip off the clothes I was wearing, my coat first, my long silky shirt, my black jeans and then my scarlet coloured vans.

"Weird, some of my spots are gone, and my skin looks really pristine and clear, almost lively looking." I shrugged and carried on taking my clothes off, as soon as I was completely utter naked I dived into the water with a ricocheting splash. I swam up to the surface with a loud breath.

Unfortunately, I realised that I didn't have my bag or any other shampoo to give my hair a good rinse. Fuck.

Coming to the conclusion that I might be in trouble within a thick forest, knowing that there are unknown possible vicious creatures sends a shiver down my spine, so I quickly got out of the water and tried to dry my self off by fucking jumping around like a crack addict.

The weather was good, almost too good, which was a luxury, seen as though our weather is always fucking miserable. It was somewhat cloudy but with the heat rays of the sun shining through the little openings of the trees like sun shafts making it look like I was in some sort of Ghibli movie.

After getting a bit dry I grabbed my clothes and put each of them on.

As I was about to leave in a random direction I hear a pitter-pattering from behind me, I turn around and notice a small white bunny rabbit sprinting across from where I'm stood but then it suddenly stops and stares at me for a minute or two, noticing the increasing awkwardness, I held up my hand and slowly waved not really expecting a reaction back.

But surprisingly, the bunny waved it's little paw at me and scampered off down a walkable dirt trail. And I, on the other hand, looked absolutely gobsmacked at what I just witnessed. A fucking bunny, waving its arm at me as to say, yes! I understand you mate! See ya later!

Seriously what world did I get sucked into, then again sentient creatures is pretty fuckin brilliant if you ask me. I didn't run after the little thing I wanted to keep my strength when I absolutely need it. So I began walking with my sword on my hip and my coat flowing in the gentle breeze of spring.

Carrying along, I was stuck in deep thought, who was that guy or what was he rather, was he the one that brought me to this world? I didn't know, but, he's definitely a suspect because you don't just pop out at someone mid-air smile, and then just bugger off to who knows where else.

Thinking again, I shouldn't really want to be mad at the guy, because this is what I wanted, but then again, my dad was in work, and it wasn't really a work home sort of job either, his job was basically a nuclear engineer I think, hazmat suit and all, more like Homer Simpson when he goes into that place handling radioactive material. Or Gordon Freeman without the head fuckers and Invading aliens.

I didn't even leave him a note, and the living room is probably trashed completely, and I just simply jumped in the portal with no thought at all, even leaving my sister that just lives down the road from me with my two adorable nephews and her boyfriend, what would she think? That I suddenly ran away? I've said that in the past but never actually had the balls to do it. For all I know I'm completely dead to all of them.

And 6 years ago my mother had died from skin cancer, and for his own son for to just up and disappear, not knowing if he's okay. I'm a horrible person, putting my own selfish desires first rather than his own family is unforgivable.

I stopped walking.

A few single tears ran down my face, recalling the memories I had with my family, the times I would play games with my dad, and the times I would look after my nephews whilst my sister and her boyfriend would go out for a meal, just remembering their cute little faces having fun and laughing whilst I tickled them to death.

And all that..was completely gone, I'm completely alone in this world, and I won't be able to see their smiling faces again. I snapped out of my self-torment and noticed it was already getting dark, I had to hurry unless some sort of predator will sniff out my scent and get on my fucking case.

I picked up my pace and started speeding ahead, running down the dirt path, I nearly slipped off the incoming cliff it wasn't a massive one or anything but it could've definitely fucked up one of my legs if I landed wrongly. Always got to take precautions when in the wilderness, never know when shit hits the fan.

Sliding down the side of the cliff just enough for me not to eat the floor like I did last time, I landed on a patch of grass and noticed another dirt path going to the right of me, so I didn't think anything of it and ran straight for that path instead. Hurrying along I was noticing it was getting quite a bit dark now to become a serious issue and no word of a lie I was getting pretty fuckin scared right now.

So scared in fact that I saw yellow eyes trailing behind me just behind the darkest of the path I just been at. Wait..yellow eyes? Looking behind myself again and I was right!

"Nope! nope nope nope! Fuck this, I am not dying right now, you can get fucked!" Sprinting full force now I could definitely see the yellow-eyed prick being left in my wake, serves it right the mong. Still not taking any chances I kept my speed and ran through the forest like my life depended on it.

And low and behold what do I see? Three more fuckin shapely eyes chasing me just behind the veil of the darkness, two on my right, one on my left.

All I could do was run, what was I supposed to do next, wait a minute, I have a fucking sword, shouldn't that scare them off at least? Oh shit, they're closing in on me now, fuck this, time to fight for your queen.

Turning around, I stopped to a halt, all three of them stopped just about a few yards away from me clearly snarling, and then they stepped into the limelight of the beautiful moon. Three wooden fuckin wolves. Like, what absolute fuck, first I see a mismatch abomination and now I see a pack of wooden wolves.

Bringing up my stance, holding my now unsheathed sword in front of my face ready for a fight. I keep one eye on the main one that's walking quite Intimidatingly towards me. Whilst the other one on my left and the one on my right is trying to flank both sides of me. With no time to react, both wolves dived for me, whilst I did the only thing I could do, was rolled like a pro if you were playing Dark Souls.

But, alas, I failed slightly and one of the wolves nipped my back whilst colliding with the other one in a heap. I stood up as fast as I could and the main wolf I had my eye on also jumped up mid-air as well, so I brought my sword down as hard and as fast as I could completely severing its entire wooden body in two, and falling on the floor into a bundle of green wispy like sticks, and then the glow faded.

Turning around quickly I noticed the two wolves were also up on their paws and ready to attack again, I lost a lot of strength with that swing, I guess I needed a lot more exercise than I thought, but powering through I charged again towards the one on my right waiting to swing.

I made a critical error, I swung and cut one of its legs off but my sword embedded itself into the ground and I couldn't pull it out. The one I struck was whimpering but it bared its teeth at me and swiped it's long wooden claws along my exposed back, screaming in pain I fell down next to my sword with my hands still wrapped around its white handle. The dog-like creature jumped on my stomach ready to rip my throat out.

I was scared beyond belief, all this just to get mauled to death by a piece of wood, wow, what a way to go, here I am thinking I can take on the world and I can't even handle a bit of wood, my family wouldn't even know I died here, no one would've known. I'm going to actually die alone. By now I was gritting my teeth, still trying to get my sword free but to no avail.

But then the wolf dove forward ready to seal my fate.

A whizzing sound flew towards me and all I heard was a yelp and a crash next to me. I gingerly opened my eyes and looked to my left and saw the wolf on its side, it had an arrow sticking right through it, the green light in the wolf's eyes suddenly faded and fell limp, the arrow had some sort of white looking energy seeping out of it before it disappeared.

And then another yelp and a crash sounded, and what I saw was not what I was expecting, a greyish humanoid creature was in fron,t a little bit away from where I was from. From what I could see she had a longbow in her hands, a pretty sick looking mohawk, massive earrings in her ears and metal bands around her arms, she had some wide hips too, so she must be female, and her skin colour was that of a zebra which was most unusual, but then again, I am in a new world.

She was looking at me, whilst the wolf that was literally planted into that tree over there was completely annihilated.

"Heyyy! I know you probably can't understand me but I think I'm bleedin ou-" I couldn't get my last word out as my whole body ran ice-cold, those wounds must have been even worse than I thought, and from what I could see in my peripherals I was pissing out blood, fucking great.

I was fading in and out of consciousness, the women sprung forward and was trying to get my attention, I somehow still had one of my hands wrapped around my sword, not wanting to leave it behind, it was my only item that held a connection to my world, along with the clothes on my back.

She had her hands around the back of my head trying to keep me conscious, but I was already gone, all I could feel at the moment was me being picked up.

And I was out like a light.