A few notes of extra information before you begin reading-

This is a Fantasy/Adventure/Survival story that may have an "Anime" feeling/tone to it. at least i feel it may.

This story will have/display mature themes so expect violence, some sexual content as well as other things. Ill try and not lean to heavy on one thing too much such as it wont become a trope but i'm not the best of writers haha.

This story will not take itself too seriously on the dark side of things and will have plenty of light hearted moments as well as banter between the characters, but you can expect some fucked up/not so happy go lucky things to occur now and then. When thing are suppose to be intense or serious, they will be. And when things are suppose to be normal, fun or perhaps goofy they will be. ill try to make it so its not too jarring but i'd love feedback from you all on what you liked/disliked in any given chapter so i can learn and grown as a writer. Hell i may even change a thing or two based on feedback!

The main synopses of this story will revolve around Mark's adventure to learn about and explore these new unknown lands and perhaps find answers as to why he woke up here, and if there are also other humans from earth stuck in the same situation he is also in. Twists and some crazy things will occur in the process so don't think you will be able to guess what will happen from chapter to chapter all the time! heh. Anyway sorry, ill shut up now. enjoy.


I felt a cool breeze on my face. Something I relish is the smell and feel of fresh cool air.
It was a nice feeling.
But the only problem was, I was not dreaming this lovely setting.

I slowly opened my eyes to an afternoon sky that was painted a beautiful blue, fluffy clouds littering small areas of the sky.
I leaned up into a sitting position and shook the sleepiness away.
I was in a small clearing in the middle of some forest, not in my house, nor in my bed. No blankets, no floor, no walls or ceiling.

Am I having a lucid dream?
I tried to fly, make a hot chick appear, the works. But it was not a dream… It felt way too real. I debated on laying back down and trying to sleep to wake up in real life but before I could start to panic I noticed a military backpack on the ground about 20 feet away from me.
I got up and walked over to it, seeing as it's the only thing in the clearing other than me, and opened it.

It contained a few cans of peaches, a metal baseball bat, some clothes, a box of matches, a brown trenchcoat and my cell phone with a solar charger. Did someone leave me here?

Did I have memory loss of how I got here?

Was I being delusional?

Many thoughts raced through my head but no answers. I was all alone in the middle of a forest. I looked up to see the sun was high up in the sky. it was a little past noon. I checked myself over to see if I really was okay. No bruises, cuts or anything.

I was starting to panic as I looked around and tried to make sense of things but nothing came to mind. I was lost in the middle of nowhere with no recollection of why I was here.

I then realized that for the life of me I could not remember my mom or dad's face, names or anything about them. In fact It was as if I didn't even have parents. I just... didn't know them or if they even existed.

I could not think of a single relative, friend, acquaintance or person I once knew throughout my whole life. This was very...concerning to say the least.

The most likely of cause would probably be some sort of amnesia. Maybe there are other things I can't remember, maybe within time things will come back to me or something will force-trigger a memory?

In any case I have memory loss… So who knows what's going on. Maybe I went crazy or something and I woke up a different person. Who knows.

With my thoughts out of the way I picked up the backpack and took out the trench coat, putting it on.

If I want answers, i'll have to search for them myself since in suffering for memory loss. I didn't know if someone was looking for me or if I was on my own.

As scared, worried and confused as I was, there was no other choice. I don't think anyone was going to come for me anyway. I put the backpack on and got it comfortable, then adjusted the metal bat to poke out of the bag on the right side incase i had to grab it quick.

I either stay here and get nothing done or i start walking and maybe find out where the hell I am.

I looked back up to the bright sun and figured out which way north was and so i started walking. Besides maybe a walk will help my brain click into full gear, I felt so foggy and light headed that I was not in a right state of mind.

Once I reached the treeline I headed in, the forest creeped around me as I went deeper and soon enough I could not see the clearing behind me where I woke up.

I grinned, chuckled nervously and continued walking but I couldn't stop worrying about this whole situation. I was so nervous i was smiling. I'll just have to walk to calm my nerves.

(Hours later)

I was brought out of autopilot mode as I kept walking, minutes passing by, then a few hours. No openings, no clearings. Just more forest.

"This god damn forest, I swear..." I cursed under my breath as I sat down on the ground to take a small break, my legs hurt like hell and my side had a stabbing like pain from all the walking.

I took my pack off and I took out one can of peaches to inspect it, and concluded that they are a good way to come down with some major shits.

"That's the last thing I need right now." I muttered to myself, trying to lighten the mood.

Why the hell would I or anyone pack fucking peaches as the only source of food and hydration out on a hike or camping trip or whatever?

I mean I must of been on a hike through the woods or on a camping trip right…? or something… I don't know. I don't have a tent or any real gear for camping. and hiking through the forest on no path? Not something I would probably do.

I shook my head and packed the can back in my bag and continued walking in the same direction I've been walking for hours now.

As time passed the sun lowered in the sky more and more, dusk was setting in. I would soon find out if i was scared of the dark, Because stalking around in the forest at night with no recollection on why I'm here? Well that's not creepy or scary or anything.

I reached for my cell phone, out of my trench coat pocket and power it on.

I stared at it for a few seconds, realizing that the time says 8:09 pm. I have been walking for over 7 hours! How the hell was this forest not ending? There has to be a clearing or something here eventually. Of course I had no signal which I found to be obvious and typical.

Suddenly my ankle twisted on something and sent me tumbling to the ground dropping my phone, I grabbed onto my foot and reeled back in pain. "AH, FUCK THAT HURT!"

I tried rotating my foot in a circular motion but a white hot streak of pain shot up my leg which caused me to curse out loud again.

"I must have sprained my ankle pretty bad... Damn this is not good… I should've watched where I was going…" I whispered, while stifling a choked sob.

I glance to my right to see what the hell I tripp- My thoughts were interrupted by what I saw; I tripped on SOMEONE... They are, for a lack of better words, ripped to shreds. Dryish blood still pouring out of large gashes and cuts on their chest. The person's face… christ...The face is just… Gone. It made me want to puke. Something killed them not too long ago, their blood was sort of fresh and still wet looking at it, not completely dry… I've never seen or smelt a dead person before I would assume so I was shocked.

A bear must of done this… But why was there another person out here in buttfuck nowhere!? This can't be some random chance, What the hell is going on?

My wide eyes darted around the forest as I used my good left leg to push me away from the dead body of... I can't even tell how they ONCE looked like or even what gender they were! That's what this fucking THING that attacked him or her can do; it gutted this person… And it's probably still close by… fuck could a bear do this? This does not look like a bear attack. Then again I have no idea what a bear attack would even look like.

I grabbed my phone hastily as i continued to back away.

My heart was out of control and paranoia set in, with the streaks of pain in my left leg still very much present.
I heard the snapping of a branch in front of me and stopped crawling away… The forest was dead silent But I started to hear the creaking of a tree not only 20 feet in front of me, the sound of bark being torn off the tree became apparent.

I saw a dark figure form from behind the tree start to peek around the tree trunk and what I saw killed my hopes and made my face wrinkle with pure terror. I wished it was just some fucking bear or wolf but that would just be easy now wouldn't it?

It's head slowly peeked out from the tree's trunk and it started to fully come out slowly as if it was stalking me and wanted to know if it was noticed… It innocently looked around the trunk as if it was a little kid, playing hide and seek and looking for the seeker.

It's long sharp finger like claws were drenched in dry blood as it grabbed hold of the tree, coming out around. It's face was pure black and twisted into what looked like Slender Man's fucked up older brother from hell. It stood at least 7 feet tall and had a slim tone to it's limbs and torso. It pierced my soul with it's glowing black irises as well as glowing demonic looking, white pin prick like pupils.

WHAT THE FUCK. What in the fuck is that thing!?
My face still distorted with terror, we just stared at each other in silence not moving.

I thought a mile a second, Perhaps I was just seeing things? No… Its eyes are so…unnerving and interesting… they glowed, even the black in the eyes seemed to give off some sort of glowing effect.

It was absolutely absurd to think that this was an some sort of slenderman, SCP or whatever but it's right in front of me. Looking at me.

I can remember some things, however trivial and useless it may be.

But my short lived clear thoughts got interrupted, It's glowing eyes still looking right into mine for what seemed like minutes… It didn't move a muscle, but then it's mouth opened slowly and it's jaw… Going lower and lower in an unnatural form… A low pitched screeching slowly became audible. It sounded as if it were a background noise in an audio file or some sort of… white noise.
"Oh, god no… NO… NO… NO NO!"

I screamed in my mind in panic of what it might do. If this thing WAS something of an enderman or some supernatural monster then I fucked up already… Looking into a predators eyes is a very bad thing to do, it could be considered as a challenge to a fight.

I couldn't take it anymore and snapped, my body was on autopilot as I screamed at the top of my lungs, got up and dashed in a limping sprint not caring about the extreme pain in my right foot, because I wouldn't feel a damn thing if this abomination got ahold of me.
I reached for the metal bat on my back and pulled it out of the backpack while sprinting, the lanky freak screeched out, I then heard a distorted *ZIP-WHOOP* sound.

I quickly looked behind me and to my bewilderment the creature was gone!

It as soon as I slowed down a bit the freak reappeared, still chasing after me.

"JESUS FUCKIN HELL!"

This thing can teleport or some shit! SERIOUSLY!? No God damn way man. This shit can't be real!

I could hear it running after me, teleporting once in awhile to catch up to me. I could tell it would disappear then reappear because its footsteps would cease then start up again after a few seconds.

The dark night was setting in. How i was outrunning the thing I had no damned clue, maybe the plot demands it.

I could barely see in the thick, dark forest. I dodged the trees as best I could, still running for my life with my bat at the ready. Minutes turn into an eternity as I was being chased. It kept gaining on me as I began to tire out, pain had been shooting up my whole leg by this point. If I can't get away, my leg would give out soon! I kept running fast and hard. but it never gave up, it WANTED me so goddamn bad.

its funny how time and reality can escape you when you're this scared and have this much adrenaline in your body. It was playing with me, it had to be. It could have killed me an hour or two ago but it keeps me on the move constantly. The hours blurred away, time and memory escapes me while I was crazed with fear and adrenaline. How long have I been evading this creep..? He is trying to tired me out completely… I tried hiding… going in different directions… But it knew, it knew where I was at all times and i could tell he was not even trying to catch up to me or kill me.
He wants to play this out as long as he can so I just eventually give up, willingly or not...

I looked behind me to see it only 10 feet away, clawing at the sides of trees to intimidate me or terrify me, either way it was damn effective.
I held my bat in a tight grip in my right hand and got ready to finally put in the first strike.

"I can do this, I can do this, don't be such a pussy, I CAN DO THIS!" Yelling out loudly.

It teleported again, this time right in front of me. I swung as hard as I fucking could with every ounce of strength and power I had. Adrenaline helped with the force and strength. I may not be a bodybuilder but this WILL break your goddamn arm, you cocky bastard!

I felt the bat connect with the fuckers right arm as he tried to swing his claws at me, I could feel the violent vibration of metal on bone. The sick crunching sound of bone and the thing screeched a horrid sound in pain.
Good… I thought. I continued in a mad sprint after that. I couldn't let it get close to me or else I'm dead.

My lungs were on fire and I wanted to puke, my arms hurt from that swing… Maybe I held the bat wrong... my legs and body felt numb with pain. I could barely run normally at this point so i just assumed my legs were still attached. What the hell do I even do!?

I considered that most monsters in movies, games and stories have weaknesses to fire and water and some other elements, maybe it would be worth a shot in trying something out… it's not like I had many options on the table. Only problem was I had no water or fire to test this theory out with.

Then, I had a brilliant idea… The peaches!

I may not have fire, but I do have water.
I grabbed my packs zipper from behind and opened it a tad to get the can of peaches from earlier. I grabbed it and stopped running. I smashed the can open on a tree in one swift move, peaches and juice spilled over the tree but not all the can spilled out.

The freak teleported again, but I knew his game already. I turned around and faced it as it re-appeared in front of me. I was a little slow as it slashed my chest with it's dagger-like fingers, but my coat was thick, saving me from the worst of the blow and gave me the perfect chance for retaliation.

I chucked the can forward, making all the peaches and most importantly my killer poison juice, into the freaks face and neck.
It screeched so loud, my ears popped as I covered them in agony. The things face was burnt badly and it's eyes were a dark melted purple as steam pooled from it's burnt sockets.

I got my bat ready, swung over my head hard and landed the bat down on the freaks head, this swing was not as strong as my last one as my arms hurt from last time but the freak crumpled to the ground from the blow so I took that chance to book it. I didn't care if I hurt it a little or a lot. It was my chance to run since it was disoriented and I took it. I know it was not dead but it would be after my ass once it recovered.

can't believe it worked! The juicy water melted that fuckers skin like lava, guess my gamble was worth it. Although if I was wrong I'd be a slashed up hunk of meat by now.

Thank God I'm a fucking nerd.

I got at least a mile away from it before I slowed down, the pain was so bad in my legs that I just let myself fall down and didn't bother getting back up. The small cuts on my chest pooled a great deal of blood, making my chest look like I got slashed with a fucking weed-wacker.

I wasn't even cut too badly either... Blood dripped down my coat… Or what was left of it, and onto my jeans, leaving blood stains all over my coat and top of my jeans.

My heart and lungs begged for me to give in so I took my backpack off and set it down like a pillow. I didn't bother to stop the bleeding. I was in too much pain and was... So fucking tired... I grinned though, as I shivered from pain and terror I grinned.

I saw the faint sun rise in the distance. I finally made it out of the woods and into a grassy plains, stretching for what looked like forever.
I can't believe that this is happening… It feels so unreal… I was almost killed by some freak. I got hurt… I was so goddamn scared; I could've died, but yet… I kind of enjoyed the thrill. The unrealness of it all. I am definitely not the strongest, I'm not the brightest and certainly not the best person alive but, in time maybe I can learn more about my circumstance. All I need to do is find civilization or someone.

However… I just encountered a God damn monster, perhaps there is something more here then 'I got lost in the woods, have a some type of amnesia and came across some sort of creepy pasta/video game like freak of nature that tried to kill me So maybe it's possible this is not exactly our world..?

Okay, okay, even IF I believed this was an alternate world how the hell am I even here, Is this an alternate world or dimension or something, Was I teleported here or brought physically?
I mean, I've read enough creepypastas, stories and watched a lot of YouTube to get an idea but damn.
My head began to feel horrible and I felt sick to my stomach. This was crazy.
I shook my head.

Just because I came across a nightmare inducing monster does not mean I'm in another world.. maybe I'm overthinking this or hallucinating? Ah...I don't know.. my nerdy brain was going a mile a minute.
I slowly allowed myself to fall asleep as i continued to think, this is all just rampant thoughts but… What if I was in another world or something? I mean I woke up here with A Loss of memory and got attacked by a fucking monster like demond.

My consciousness slipped away while I continued to shiver in pain and fear, hopefully i'll just wake up back in my bed… I want this to end.

(Hours later)


I woke up to the sound of birds chirping, but what really stood out was the sharp pain in my leg.

"Ugh..." I groaned and slowly got up. The front of my coat was caked in dry blood and torn with a slash from the right shoulder down to the left side of my stomach halfway, my pants were dirty and bloody, with some blackish looking blood… Probably from the beat down I gave that freak.
I was quite pale and felt alright-ish.

"oh god" I blurted out before throwing up. Wonderful morning.

After my lovely wake up time, I washed my mouth with water as best as I could and took inventory of my bag to make sure i missed nothing. I did not bother cleaning myself up anymore… Hell, I was too tired and sore to care.

My chest hurt from the large cut and my leg felt like it snapped into multiple pieces; it wasn't but it felt like it was, and my ankle? I could barely walk.
I started to limp very painfully forwards away from the never ending forest. I could barely move and I was stiff all over.

"Wonder if there are any others like me here" I mumbled to myself.

After some distance, I couldn't take it anymore and just fell onto the ground. I got back up and sat with my legs spread out.
Guess this is not some dream.

I rubbed my leg and sighed, "Well, I miss the internet… And my bed." I groaned.

My mind wandered, not being able to think straight, still had a hard time remembering people i once knew for some reason So, I decided to focus on me. A description of me, just so i can find out if i have any more gaps in my memory from the trauma of yesterday with that freak.

My name is Mark Carver, I'm Canadian and was born New Brunswick, the poorest province in ye-old Canada. However I always loved the place. I think I lived with my relatives, for some reason my mother and father were never really around… I can't remember if they died when I was young or were always busy… in any case i don't think it really matters.

I was quite the gamer as well, loved reading stories and stuff like that.

Anime is a big thing I like too, not the fanservice crap. If done right, then sure but the action, fantasy, adventure ones… With romance sprinkled in because why not a good plot?

Anyway, I have brown hair that is not too long but not too short, blue/greenish eyes and im almost six feet tall about 5'11 or so and I'm an average build, a little out of shape but by all means not fat, then again not too strong, just out of shape.

I never believed in a higher purpose. Never believed in god or heaven so i won't bore you with religion since i find it eye rolling.
Sure, I'm a normal guy with a normal attitude and is mentally sort of stable, but I'm not a good guy. I'm not really bad but I'm sure as hell not good.
Canada is like any other place. There is crime, homeless people, assholes and of course corruption.

Sure, I stole from stores sometimes; it's only human, we all steal in our lives. But I never killed. Never wanted to, it was not right and besides, I had no one I wanted to hurt that badly… Well, until last night.

After a few more minutes of resting I slowly start to study my surroundings. Mostly trees and grassland, of course. The sun was all the way up in the sky and the heat is NOT helping me at all.

My leg and ankle are still fucked but that doesn't matter. I need to find shelter or something... Not gonna be doing last night all over again, fuck that.

Pigs and cows stroll the countryside, fences block them in. This must be a pasture...

"A PASTURE!" I yelled in triumph.

I hobbled a bit faster towards the fences and followed them around a little ways until I saw a gravel path leading over a hill, so I began following it.
I walk up the hill, expecting to see a farm or something.
I walked up the hill and needed to find a town or farmstead or something! Well, i might not be getting help thats for sure.

There was an old fashioned looking village that looked ransacked and seemed to have been attacked. I don't know if it was the smoldering houses or the bodies lying on the ground that gave it away but this place wasn't so lucky.

It was a fairly large village; the guard towers and outposts were in disarray and with a lack of guards… Well, except the ones on the ground in leather bonded iron armor and swords, they were all dead. They looked human so that's good i guess.

Jesus maybe I am in some other world… medieval like armour and swords..? Who the hell makes a town like this let alone lives all the way back in the olden days on earth?

I hobbled up to a guard barracks looking building and opened the door of the place. A small building but I needed to search for… Survivors or something... I mean someone, right? Medical and food supplies would be nice as well.
But i should keep an eye out for any survivors or whoever attacked this place.

The room had a small table with a thrown over chair, some bread and butter was in a dish on said table as well. Being hungry, I wolfed that shit down like an animal.

Now with that out of the way, I belched and continue into the cots room where the guards sleep, presumably.

This place felt so familiar, probably because it really did resemble something out of a medieval game or anime. It did have a slightly modern take on it however, it's hard to describe.

A few bunk beds were placed against the wall and their sheets are perfectly placed over the mattresses. I decide to fold and stuff one blanket into my pack, just in case I need to crumple to the ground again.
I zip up my pack after shoving the heavy-duty blanket in and looked up to see a dresser with a sword on a wall mounted weapons holder above it on the wall.
It looked like a darker sword, not iron… But maybe some sort of steel?

I took the sword by it's hilt and carefully took it off the wall stand and pointed it to the sky to get a nice look at it. It was a lightweight sword with reinforced leather handling that also had a holster with a belt to go along with it.

I put the belt on and then the holster. After getting situated, I gave the sword a few clumsy slashes and swings making sure I got use to it a bit. I've never used a sword, or a blade for that matter in any form of combat so it was nearly useless to someone like me with no experience. But I felt safer with the sword under my left hand rather then a metal bat, so I could grip it and hope for protection.

I was scared- No… Terrified. Whatever attacked this village… It had to be an army of monsters, so I need to be careful at all times.

I missed school for once in my life, the normal routine I followed and the dull subjects getting crammed into my head all day every week. But now, I must always be alert and focused. I'm scared of myself for... Not showing too much fear at the moment… I feel scared but my eyes are hollowed and focused and I'm glaring at everything calmly.

I feel… Like this is natural… Like this is what people do and go though. Back home, it's always stress and social status and all that shit, but here it's a breath of fresh air… Well kinda. It feels Natural.

My head snapped out of my thoughts and to the doorway behind me, I heard the scream of what I think was a girl. My instincts took over and I bolted out the door and crouched up the side wall of the building, taking cover and looking out onto the street. I have no idea why I feel so bold but fuck it. Someone may need my help.

A little girl, not more than 8 I believe, was running across the gravel pathway from a house she came out of, with a man following her intently and aggressively. He wore this jumbled mess of armour that looked clumsily put together.

My cold eyes burned into the man's figure as he stomped towards the girl

"COME HERE YA BRAT!" The man yelled.

"NOO! YOU KILLED MY DADDY, YOU MONSTER!" She screamed as he opened his hand and slapped her down onto the ground.

The man chuckled "And you will be dead too, you little skull brat. Just like yer fucking father and the rest of your tratorous kind." He said coldly as he got a fancy knife off of his belt and got ready to stab her. Everything was a blur, without thinking I moved fast, unsheathed my sword and rushed the man before he could do anything.

I aimed and swung the sword clumsily but that didn't really matter as it caught him completely off guard and slashed the nape of his neck where there was no armour protection. A bloody crunching sound sent vibrations through my sword from the impact.
I felt the bone slow my swing down significantly but it still slashed clean through.

He fell to the ground like a ragdoll and lay there with the most confused face while struggled to do anything, including breathe, but he couldn't do anything. Just slowly die.
Soon enough, he was gone, I had killed someone. I just fucking killed a man. I killed someone. Jesus christ i'm gonna be sick…

I look to the traumatized kid gasping for breath as i shook due to shock, i was in a trace or dazed, i didn't feel like myself...like i was on autopilot, i sheathed my bloody sword and kneeled beside the girl awkwardly

"Hey hun, you alright? Did he hurt you?" I gave her a warm smile and looked into her wide eyes. I'm not usually good with kids but I always thought it would be cool to have a daughter… I was also doing the best I could to hide my terror and grief from the poor girl.

"Y-yes sir… Thank you..." She stuttered back as a response. Poor thing went through something she shouldn't have gone through at this age.

"Don't worry kid, um.. how about you come with me and I'll get you somewhere safe?" I said in a calm voice and I offered my hand.

She smiled a bit and nervously reached for my hand and took it.

"We should stay in a building that is defendable and well build, would you know of a place we could stay?"

I did not know why i was asking a little girl this question but she beamed back with-

"Daddy always told me that the church will always help me if i need them, let's go there!"

A church… i don't think anyone can help us there but maybe it's a good place to stay till i can think of what the hell to do. I have a kid and i need supplies so may as well use the place as a camp for the rest of the day and night.

When i saw the church i was a bit taken back, it was a church alright but its was heavily bolstered and reinforced with stone and hardwood. It was like a battlestation headquarters.

"This… is the church?" i glared at it with confusion, was this really a church or a military building?

"Mhm" she replies back leading the way and dragging me with her.

The huge doors screeched open when we both opened them, they were so heavy it was not even funny. When we got in i closed the doors and barricaded them with the wooden bar lock. Just like medieval times.

"Daddy said this place was a shelter in case the monsters attack" she said matter of factly.

Everything she said was hinted with sadness, probably because she just lost her father.

I walked up to her and got down to her level

"What's your name sweetie?"

"Mitilda" she replied shyly

"Well, your a brave girl okay? Be brave for your dad and i'll handle the rest. I'll make sure you stay safe."

I smiled lightly but my eyes probably gave it away to her.

I was lying. I had no idea if i could protect her. Well I'm not lying im just… Not capable.

A few hours pasted as we talked, i got her to do tasks to keep her busy and not thinking of her father. She broke down once or twice and i awkwardly tried to comfort her, she would plow into me and hug me hard as she could while weeping, it practically broke my heart with how violently she sobbed.

How the fuck did i get into this situation? I fell asleep in my bed, at least i think i did, and now im getting chased by monsters and trying to comfort a little girl because her dad died and i killed his killer. This was all so damn fast that i felt sick. I felt unreal. But i did not have time to dwell on it as i had to figure out what to do next and to survive. I now have a little girl to defend, not just myself. I cant barley defend myself…

The hours passed as we cleaned the church, stockpiled supplies from around the town (whatever was left of course) and took inventory of everything we scavenged. I kept a wary eye out for anyone or anything during our 'adventures' but at the moment, it seemed we were alone. Although I found it odd that none of the bodies of other villagers laid about...

We spent the better part of the afternoon and night gathering food, water and drinks, weapons, gear, clothes and everything else that looked either valuable and useful.

Now you may ask- Mark what the fuck dude!? Looting a ransacked village for valuables and gear is kinda low. I get the supplies but valuables? Dude have you no shame?"

Well i do have morality thanks and i'm thinking about the long run.

Valuables such as rings, necklaces and such could be sold in another town for money i would assume, i can use that money to buy anything i may need and when i reach the next town i can find a place for the girl to live. Like a foster home or an orphanage. I can give her a chunk of the money and hell, donate some money to whoever adopts her.

Besides, if me and the girl won't take it someone else will. And I need the money if I'm going to be stuck in this world or...whatever. The girl deserves it too since she's one of the last survivors.

I smile slightly, i was getting into it. By that i mean this world, this can't be earth. This has to be a different world based off some fantasy setting or something. The atmosphere, monster from earlier and time period/technology are just far too old to be earth. Though, This is all speculation and theory of course.

"mister, you never told me your name" the girl looked puzzled and realized that i had never told her my name.

I smiled to her and said " my names mark sweetie"

She nodded and when back to work sorting through supplies, her father must have been sort of strict or something because for her age she is very well behaved and does what she is told without complaints.

She is also fairly quiet which i liked as well.

I was also fairly quiet but i like to present myself as open and bombastic sometimes even when I feel like I should not. I have quite the contradictory personality.

"Honey, mind me asking where we are right now? Im sorta lost you see" i was not lying about being lost. That's for sure.

"This is the town of rothschild, population of… um...one" she stuttered and corrected herself. She was most likely one of the last survivors.

Jesus how morbid and messed up.

"Do you know what the nearest town or city is from here and what direction?" had to make sure we went to the closest town posible, less danger that way and i can maybe get some help there. She told me north was a big town but it was quite the walk, and the only place close enough to us.

I loaded my military backpack to the brim with food, water, valuables and gear. We loaded another leather knapsack with gold, jewels and anything that looked valuable.

I felt… deplorable. Insensitive about this.

This stuff belonged to people once… Now they are dead and im most likely going to be profiting off their items.

At the same time i knew that if i was not going to take this stuff, someone else probably more deplorable or worse then me would.

And besides, i need this stuff in case.

I still am lost as all hell in general.

If i need to lose a lot of self esteem, self respect and morality to survive so be it. But one thing is for sure, i need to get this kid to safety. I'm sure Her father would want that at any cost.

After i checked over the two backpacks, I realized how little i actually know about this situation. Guess I've been doing things automatically to try and make sense and forget about certain things that have happened recently… I'm still completely in the dark and have no clue what's going on.

"Matilda… who attacked this town, the monsters?" i looked to her and she raised her head from where she was sitting to rest.

"No… The bad people, daddy and everyone else called them Skull Raiders, i think they are outlaws. Most of them are wither skeletons though"

"Wither skeletons ?" i echoed back while thinking to myself.

Wither skeletons?… maybe this confirms it, it's pretty damning that i'm not in the real world. This can't be a dream though… A simulation? A bad trip? Maybe something more? Although that man who attacked matilda was a human… Not some skeleton.

All questions and no answers. It was most likely I'm currently in a fantasy world with game, movie and fiction related creatures, races and god knows what else.

This world is bound to be very different from ours, maybe it would be wise to take this slow and learn as i go.

"who was the man that attacked you, one of the raiders?"

Matilda looked up again but could not look me in the eyes.

"He was a wither skeleton, they attacked us probably due to us being a skeleton village…"

I tilted my head a bit in confusion, that man i killed was a wither skeleton? And this is a skeleton village… So that means…

"Your… A skeleton?" i asked slowly in disbelief.

"Mhm, i thought you could tell mister… The pale skin and silvery hair usually give it away.

Also the signs leading to this town say its a skeleton village… Are you okay mister? You seem confused."

She did have quite the head of silver hair and she was more pale then what seemed to be normal. I chalked it up to her just being a different sorta kid or under a lot of trauma but I guess… She's a skeleton. So there are races that resemble human in appearance as well as monsters here?

"i'm fine, just a bit disorientated is all" i faked a chuckle

"Whats disori...tate… What's that word mean?" she could not pronounce this word either and it was pretty cute to see her try.

I smiled "it's when your very confused"

She nodded and i walked over to her then pat her on the head, she was only half my height so this made it easy to do said petting.

"Well, it's pretty late kiddo. I'd say it's way past your bedtime" i yawned and she did too.

"Want me to set the blankets out?" she asked sheepishly.

I shook my head "no i'll do that honey"

After i laid out two blankets and a few pillows I turned around to see her fast asleep on one of the churches benches. She was just too Goddamn innocent. T'was adorable.

"Jesus… poor kid…"

She was probably in shock. She was balling her eyes out a few hours ago, then she was fine and now seems to just be will probably screw her up for life.

I slowly picked her up and laid her down on a blanket i laid out, she scrunched up to the pillow and cuddled up in the blanket.

I in turn laid down on my blanket and stared at the wooden roof of the church.

I took my phone out and powered it on, the time was 2:34am.

I guess the timezone I was in syncs up with this worlds time… Rather convenient no? Weird.

I had no cell service obviously so I turned my phone off to save power.

I wonder if i'm the only person in this situation? Maybe there are others like me lost out in this world someplace with no recollection of anything.

It saddens me that I could not really remember my own parents or anyone for that matter. You cant really feel sad for someone you don't really know at all.

I remember a lot but at the same time i have forgotten a lot. I can't really remember anyone prevalent in my life, i can remember things, places, events and so on but not people.

I also can't remember how I even got here.

In any case I may just have to deal with things as they happen. No sense in Questioning this shit if I can't even make sense of it in the first place. At least I can get a grasp of the situation with time.

I know i can not be on earth. I know that this world is probably based off a generic fantasy setting with many different elements.

At least i know something right? As unbelievable as it sounds, i just have to go with it.

But I had to wonder, will I ever find out why im here, Why I've lost memories? Will i ever get to go back home and remember?

Who knows. One thing i do know is my body aches and my leg is still killing me. Time to sleep.

I drifted off beside a little girl who probably watched her dad die along with everyone in her town, in a world where monsters exist and shit just does not make sense. To say i didn't sleep well is an understatement. The priest really should of decorated the ceiling or something, staring at the ceiling all night was probably the most stress relieving thing I've done since I woke up in this fucking place.

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(7 hours later)

I woke up to mitilda shaking me as violently as she could, but since she was so small it was not that 'violent' of a shaking.

snapping awake sheepishly, I asked what was wrong and she told me the smell woke her up as she covered her nose and mouth in disgust.

"What s-" i asked as i took in a heavy breath.

nearly throwing up once I realized the stench that she smelt was one of pure toxicity.

I covered my nose and mouth with one hand and gagged trying to hold back vomit.

"What the fuck is that!? Jesus christ" i blurted out. "erm… forget those words I just said"

I searched for a rag or something and found a few handkerchiefs near the preachers stand and made a beeline for them.

I grabbed one and cupped it over my mouth and nose to block out as much as i could and gave the other one to mitilda, which she took happily.

"Stay here, i'm going out to see what's going on okay?" she looked into my eyes and nodded.

"I'm sure your dad would be so proud of such a brave girl you are, i'll be right back"

I buckled the leather sheath around my waist and stored my newly acquired sword inside of it.

As i made my way to the two huge barred wooden doors, the smell was still present.

It smelt like something rotten was burning.

The smell of iron stuck to the back of my throat leaving a horrible taste, it smelled like charcoal and rotten meat covered were being burned…

My heart quickened after it skipped a beat.

No way. No fucking way. This can't be… no just fucking NO.

I thought of one thing that could smell like this… rotten and Burning meat… the smell of iron… My gut felt like it was about to burst due to my disgust and fear. I've seen enough horror and read enough stories to get an idea of what's happening. This is a medieval like world so when raiders attack and pillage a village…

I unbarred one of the doors and opened it. I could hear the crackle of flames down the gravel path and walked towards it slowly and cautiously with my hand gripped on the sheathed sword.

The morning sky was filled with smoke and that stench, i could see no one on the churches street so I moved stealthily.

I heard chatter in the distance so i crouch-walked alongside houses and fences to try and stay in the shadows. As i crept up i could hear the voices more clearly… They sound… cheery?

I laid down and crawled my way around a house to where the shadow of a huge fire could be seen, people in what looked like hybrid magma colored medieval armour. Soldiers I believe. They stood around this huge fire with a huge pile of...in the….middle….

I froze as i stared at the site. I knew it. In the back of my head I knew things would just keep getting worse and more fucked up. I will NEVER bitch about first world problems again if I live through today. What the fuck is wrong with this place….

"Burn those fuckin' freaks!" one man spat out as he cheered on.

A few soldiers hauled corpses up to the huge burning pile of charred and burning bodies. They threw them in one by one, the sizzling and crackling was sickening.

It's like the sound of grilling hamburgers but More meaty and just...wrong.

"Those fucking villagers man, this was an easy mission. The Boss sure knows how to plan a good attack, they practically had no chance against us." another man retorted as he chucked what i assumed was a bottle of wine at the burning pile.

"These bastards at least pack a good brew, that's for sure" he chuckled as he passed the bottle around and others chimed in to the laughter.

They were doing a mass fucking of the bodies were not even military.

Some looked like kids. I was utterly slaughtered these people! For what!? For a fucking drink and some fun!?

A man in leather armour ran towards the group shouting something about finding someone dead and everyone dropped what they were doing and stared at the man in shock. My heart rose in pulse as i realized i probably killed their leading officer earlier today. Oh joy.

"Grab your weapons and search the town house by house again! Find this god damn rebellious prick and bring him back alive for punishment! But if he draws on you, you make sure he won't ever walk straight again." the leather bonded man said as he raised a sword into the air.

Men scattered in multiple directions so i made a mad dash for the church as quietly as i could.

"SHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT"

Was all i was thinking as i ran back, i had to get matilda the hell out of here before they find us or we are both good as dead.

Once i got inside i slammed the church door shut and barred it with the wooden plank. I knew it was not enough so i frantically starting hauling huge and very heavy oak benches to help block the door even more.

Matilda was panicking slightly while watching me.

"a-are they back?" she stumbled on her words as she advanced to me as i haphazardly placed heavy things against the huge wooden plank barred doors.

"I guess so, they are looking for us Because they found the man i killed saving you. He must have been important or something because they are not happy" i wiped my head of sweat and sighed as i put my hands on my hips and studied the barricaded doors.

"Um..how are we getting out of here if they break in?" she asked looking at the door.

My face dropped and i mentally facepalmed, i forgot to check for other ways in or out of this damned place. For all i know that was the only way out!

"Fuck" I said under my breath. I bolted around the church to look for another passage or hidden way out, then the banging started. Heavy knocking and banging came from behind the two front doors and a few men could be heard from behind it.

"Fuck" i muttered louder as i checked that my sword was still in my belt.

"That's the only damn way out unless i bust a window"

I looked to the windows and they were fairly high off the ground, it was those type of huge colorful church windows with holy figures on it. We would either cut ourselves or be surrounded before we got out the window.

I couldn't help but notice all the figures depicted on the window pains were not of any religious figures i knew of. New world, different cults of worship i guess.

"Grab your pack and get ready to move, we may need to run for it" I tried to say as calm as i could but with adrenaline and panic in my voice it sounded more like i was about to get punched in the face by a god damn bodybuilder.

"Hey, If anyone is in here and does not open this damn door you will be executed on the spot! Our leaders have decided to let you live if you surrender unconditionally, don't fuck up your only chance of living for another few days!"

A voice from behind the door said with malice.

A trial? Your just gonna sentence me to death or some shit anyways so i'll take my chances.

Besides, when do bandits give people they pillage from a trail? It's probably a way to publicly torture/humiliate for their pleasure.

Matilda was all ready to run and i decided to abandon the extra napsack of loot so we could run without extra weight. No sense in being greedy, besides maybe this is some fucked up dream or i'm in a coma or some shit. Who knows how long I'll be here, maybe if i die… i'll wake up? Even then i still don't want to die. Dying? That is not fun obviously.

"There has to be someone in here, we checked this church before and it was unlocked! Come the hell out before i decide to butcher you myself whoreson!"

The banging intensified as what i assumed were multiple men bashing against the door almost fruitlessly.

I had my military backpack and gear all ready to go, i was weighed down by about 40 pounds of loot and gear but i could manage for awhile. If worse comes to worse, I ditch the backpack.

The door slamming stopped and after a few minutes of quiet me and Matilda came out of cover behind the huge altar to see what was up.

Next thing we knew rocks were flying through the windows and glass shards rained all around the inside of the building. I practically jumped on top of Matilda to cover her from the falling glass.

When getting off of her I was relieved we were both okay. My backpack gave me some protection from the bigger shards. Banging on the door started again, it sounded as if a dozen men were trying to get in.

The bell tower!

I grabbed the girls hand and we races to the staircase leading up to the bell, once we got to the top we looked around. Dozens of soldiers were running to the church and shouting they found us.

"there are no windows up here so all we need to to is climb out of this tower, slide off the roof slowly and hopefully I won't break my legs."

Matilda looked into my eyes and I looked into hers. She seemed to trust me.

"Alright here we go"

Me and Matilda claimed out onto the roof and looked down, the roof was not too steep so we could slide off carefully.

"Alright, I'll slide down first and when i'm down on the ground you slide down and I'll catch you Okay sweetie?"

She nodded nervously as I pat her on the head and slid down, making sure to dig my heels into the roofs ledge and propel myself forward. Before I hit the ground I did a sloppy tuck and roll to avoid hurting my legs.

"My landing needs practice" I muttered, standing up while brushing myself off.

I motioned for the girl to slide down and kept my arms wide open in anticipation of catching her but…

"OVER HERE!" a man shouted diligently.

And just like that my heart kicked into overdrive, just as men began barrling my way Matilda came rushing down and knocked me on my ass. I got up with her in my arms and bolted, not looking back for a second. I could hear the rustling of metal armor as people gave Chase.

I felt a jolt of force from Matilda as she shifted quickly, probably due to the uncomfortable way I was carrying her. But what surprised me was the blood.

The… blood?

"honey..are you al-" I spoke in a worried tone while out of breath. But I cut myself off.

I slowly stopped my running and brought the little girl down and laid her on the gravel pathway, an arrow sticking out of her neck.

She was gargling and gasping as I fumble over her in shock. My hands shook over her, trying to figure out what to do to help… but there was nothing I could do. Not for something like this. Within seconds she stopped moving, her breathing stopped, and she died with her eyes looking into mine.

"Oh Jesus fucking Christ...my God...kid I um" I stuttered and panicked as I still tried to figure out what to do for her. But in the end I did nothing but crouch over her like a pathetic fool. Troops surrounded me, most looked away from the girl but some seemed as though it was no big deal that one of them killed the little girl.

"The FUCK is wrong with you people!?" I threw out with rage, getting up and clunckly pulling out my sword, thrashing it around as I yelled.

"A little girl…. Was it worth It? Killing everyone in this town and burning their fucking corpses!? This is fucking sick!

You all seem to be enjoying your drinking and killing so, Why don't you enjoy some of me next you degenerate fucking scum!"

some of the men backed up a bit, while others held their ground.

I lashed out at the nearest soldier but he parried my blow and pushed me back.

I then swung in a strafe downward and sliced his hand, making him drop his sword as one of fingers dropped with it.

Just before I was about to put my sword through his unprotected neck I felt an overwhelming force over my head, everything went really blurry and fuzzy as I fell to the ground feeling numb all over.

"Alright! It's done. Can't believe you could not handle a simple villager with a sword!" a man spoke in a disappointed tone.

The leather armoured asshole I saw at the corpse burning crouched down and grabbed hold of my head by the hair, making me look at him before I completely faded away.

"We want him alive after all, although he did draw a sword on us, he will get what's coming to him. For your sake, you better hope the Boss will be gracious enough to just behead you himself rather than introducing you to other methods of punishment. You did kill one of his sons after all."

Smirking, He dropped my head and I closed my eyes. All the seething rage and shock just disappeared as fear washed over me. I was gonna die. After a sharp and painful kick to my stomach and another to the back of my head, I knew it was lights out for real this time.

"you two...sure he…..trial …..him…..will….fun...girl…..traitor…...for…..ment…."

The voices faded and came back, I could barely understand english at this point. I was left in darkness and was all alone.

All I had on my mind was the pain. I just want it to stop….and to sleep….

And honestly, I didn't even want to go through the trouble of knowing what would happen to me. All I know is that I probably should of just allowed myself to have been stabbed and sliced to death… as whatever they have in store for me will be much worse the a simple death by sword.

Everything just melted away into a lovely, blissful nothingness.


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