I was transported to another world.

This world is weird.

I can see my own status like a game.

Level 1. Race human. Str, agi, and dex are 10.

What the hell is this?

But what is more important than that...

Where is this place?

A forest?

I was on the way to high school just now.

My hand phone... no signal.

Fuck.

I closed my eyes and tried to listen the sound of forest.

Bird chirping...

Many kinds of chirping? Different bird species I guess.

Leaves rustle.

I opened my eyes.

Tall trees everywhere...

Maybe they are 6-7 stories tall...

This is creepy...

*Sound of branches breaking*

"What is that!?"

I turned my back.

Nothing there...

Fuck.

This is pretty much scary...

Okay, let's calm down a bit.

No signal...

Okay that means this phone is out of option.

Sun!

Hmm...

It's day...

So that way is west?

Alright...

Let's go to west and hope I'll be out of woods.

Sigh... I really hope to find another person here.

"There!"

A person!

I held out my hand and...

What is that person doing?

That stance...

It can't be!

He is shooting arrow at me!

Fuck!

I hide behind tree.

He really shot at me!

"What the hell are you doing, man?"

He doesn't speak English?

I ran!

Opposite direction to the east!

Zigzag-ing.

I ran until I was very exhausted.

However...

I got shot on my shoulder when I was taking a break!

It hurts!

I'm scared!

I cried!

I ran like hell.

Father, mother... what is happening?

It can't be... I'm dying because of this, right?

Dying?

No, I don't want to die.

I ran and I ran again.

No matter if my legs wanted to collapse.

I must escape!

ROAR!!

What?!

A Bear?!

God, this is too crazy.

I swiped tears that is getting in my eyes.

I just have to run!

1 hour later...

The woods is getting denser...

I am getting dizzy.

"Lost... too much... blood?"

I sat behind a tree.

I held arrow that is lodged in my shoulder and broke its shaft.

It hurts... very much.

I removed my blood soaked shirt carefully.

Shall I pluck the arrow out?

Might as well try...

I am dying anyway...

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Memories of my father, mother, little brother, and little sister, cousins, classmates, best friends, and my crush flashed up for a moment.

"This is too absurd. What did I ever do, God? Why does this have to happen to me?"

I gritted my teeth.

Fuck this!

Fuck everything!

I pluck the arrow's shaft out!

But...

The arrow head is stuck on my wound!

"..."

I want to cry...

"Am I going to die? Maybe, hahaha."

"Fuck that archer and that bear. Now that I think about it... nothing is following me?"

I tried to listen any sound of footsteps.

Nothing.

Just sound of bird chirping and leaves rustling.

"Hmm, could it be they are battling?"

"That archer and that bear, if they are killing each other, I wonder who will win."

I just hope neither of them will sneak up and attack me.

The wind is so nice...

My body is getting colder.

My eyelids are getting heavy.

Ah. That was dangerous. I was almost dead.

I opened my eyes and struggled to get up.

Still no sound of battle.

The forest is so peaceful.

But... what is this?

My legs are moving on its own.

Its like, there is something calling to me.

Back at the place where I last saw the archer and the bear.

Some claw marks on few trees.

And their bodies.

No, it was more appropriate to say, they were both almost dead.

That archer was lying down on the ground and coughing up blood.

"Y-you..."

He tried talking to me.

Something starts up yelling in my heart.

I hate this man to the bone.

How dare he!

After he tried to get my life!

Why is he still not dead!

I saw a dagger not far from him, around 1 feet on his side.

I picked it up.

"Wa-wait, what are y-"

I stepped on his neck.

I kicked it over and over again.

He was still alive.

At this moment.

I knelt beside him, and sliced his throat.

Now he is dead.

Those dead eyes...

Those liters of blood.

This disgusting smell...

I looked to behind me.

The bear was still breathing.

Its eyes were gazing on me.

It tried to growl.

I stabbed its eyes, its ears, many times until it was dead.

My breath was rough.

I walked to a tree not far from them and sat there.

My hands were bloody. So were my stomach, chest and neck. There were some blood on my face.

My first time killing a man and a bear.

I never imagined I would have done that.