Friendship is Recovering
Chapter 1 (1st person: John)
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I opened my eyes slowly. That would be one of the strangest experiences I have ever had as a Treasure hunter, and I had many of those. In fact, most treasures do not teleport me into a forest after speaking to me. I looked around at the forest and noticed an interesting sight; all of the trees that I could see looked greener than a normal tree would look like. I also noticed how thick the overhead was as well, sunlight barely could shine through the tree tops, but that was not my worry. My main worry was of course, to figure out where I was. I tried to reach towards my robe that I always had on me, but I found that I am not wearing my robe. I panicked and started to look around quickly. I did not find my robe; I only found that I had no fingers. I did a double take of that discovery, Wait a minute, I have no fingers?! I quickly looked at what used to be my hands, and I found that they are hooves, like a horse. I started to panic once again, was this a trap of the artifact? I thought to myself worriedly. After calming down enough to think straight again, I shook my head, it would be a better idea for me to get out of the woods first, and I could worry about what I am later. I knew I would regret doing this, but I had to find civilization. I barely talked with anyone other than those who were brave enough to talk to me, and even share a drink with me. In my experience most of those friends have died. And one of them is no longer a friend after what he did to me, and I killed him for it. I shook my head out of annoyance; I did not need to recall the past. What was done is done; there is no way to change it. I won't make friends in whatever town I would find, at least I could figure out where I am and how to return home.
It took a while, but I slowly stood on my hooves, I find it hard to try to remember that I had to try to walk with four legs instead of two, but I think I could manage with that for now. When I took a few steps forward, I tripped almost immediately. I would curse to myself as I got back on my legs and tried again. After tripping multiple times, I finally got used to walking with four legs and started off at a brisk but slow pace in a random direction. I had little to no experience of surviving for days in the forests, now couple that with my lack of supplies and no compass and you have the situation I am in right now. I really hate my luck right now, but I knew I could find a way out somehow. The tree's however look the same as the ones I have seen when I regained consciousness so I could not use them as a landmark. I mumbled to myself, "Fucking great, I have to find my way out of a forest where everything looks exactly the same." The best hope I could have right now, is for luck to smile on me and lead me out of this damn forest right away. While I was walking, I noticed a small lake that did not look entirely visible at first, so I investigated the strange lake. The lake shines with an unearthly light, so I decided it would be in my best interests to not attempt to drink or dive in the lake. However I was curious to what I looked like, so I walked to the lake and looked into it. My own reflection stared right back at me: my brown eyes, my ragged brown hair, yellow fur, and a pair of wings. Apparently, all that changed about me was my form and the fact that I had wings now. I did feel sort of naked without my robe on, but then again I had yellow fur in place of that. Hopefully no one would notice me without my robe, because that would be very awkward for me. I decided to continue walking further into the forest. For some strange reason, I wanted to forget that I ever saw the lake at all.
Remember what I said about luck? Next time someone gives me a fortune about luck, I will personally kick that person who tells me I have great luck in the face. In my stumbling around the woods I came across a creature that is very bizarre to me. I was going to study them, but I saw multiples of them appear from the bushes. To me they looked almost like wolves in my world, but instead of fur, they are made from wood like a tree. I knew they were hostile by the movements that they took towards me and I was worried about fighting them. My own style of brawling wouldn't work for me anymore because I have hooves instead of arms and legs. To them, I was a defenseless horse to them, plump and ready to eat for dinner. When one of the wooden wolves leapt towards me, I reacted by attempting to punch a wolf with my hooves. I succeeded in pushing the wolf back, and hurting my hoof as well. "Your skin is made of wood?!" I shouted in pain and anger. The wolves did not answer me and I growled in annoyance, I managed to not break any of my bones since I did not punch at full strength. I have to find a way out of here and hopefully not become a wolf's dinner. I thought to myself bitterly.
Suddenly, the wolves quickly ran into the forest where they came from, and I thought I saw one of the wolves look scared of something, before running away as well. I simply was dumbfounded at the wolves running scared away from me. I shook my head once again, and decided that the best course of action was to attempt to find a way out of this forest again. I noticed there was a dirt path on the ground that I never noticed at first, so I decided to follow the path of dirt. It was the best that I could find for now in the way of navigation, and I had nothing else to follow anyways, that was my best bet of leaving the area. I hope that if I do find a town it would have a bar. I really needed a drink from all of the craziness that I am going through right now. There is only so much craziness that I would be able to stand, before I would believe that I am going crazy. So far I have seen: wolves made from wood, tree's that are greener and look exactly alike, a lake that seemed to have weird powers, and my own blasted luck. All of this was almost too much for a human to take, but then again, I am not really human anymore.
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