Within a dimly lit cave that I had carefully chosen, a tiny previously unconscious winged woman groaned in pain before slowly picking herself up.

'Why does my head hurt so much? Wait, this means that I'm alive. That thing actually did what it said.'

The unnatural creature known as Andrew quickly scanned her surroundings, curious as to where she was.

'A cave? Why? Whatever. I'm alive, that's what truly matters.'

Unsurprisingly, she's not very wise, because without doing a single test, the fool took a deep breath while wearing a stupid grin, which was completely unnecessary considering that she doesn't need to breathe. Satisfied with the stale air of this shallow cave, she finally decided to take a proper look at herself.

'Obviously I'm naked, and though it's not so bright, I can at least tell that my complexion leans a bit more towards the night sky, but with a slight red hue.'

For some unfathomable reason, she started blushing while cupping her modest breasts. Why?

'A natural beach body, a lifeguard's dream. That bastard John would have been jealous, he was always spending so much money on tans. Made women ogle him, he said. Too bad the bastard died a full decade before me. Though his wife didn't seem too distressed by his passing, it turned out that fishermen made quite a lot.'

Tempered by the memory Andrew released a sigh, no longer exploring herself, though her face still held a far-off expression as she took another glance at her surroundings. Her insectoid wings unfolded themselves and flapped, taking her off the ground.

'This easy huh? I guess that this is a new start, a different beginning. Regardless of all these changes, I'm just happy to be alive.'

Uncaring of what she was, Andrew flew down the only passageway towards the exit, her soft curly hair dancing as it fought to withstand the wind. Soon she saw the exit, and rushed towards it, only to be forced to a halt by shock and awe.

"What the fuck?"

Unsurprisingly the unappreciative fool is overwhelmed by the incredible view, rapidly glancing at the sky and the forest below before settling on the sky.

'Why? How? What's going on? This doesn't make any sense. The sky's gray and there's no sun, yet somehow those colorful clouds are providing light. Blue leaves are one thing but the sky, the clouds, this world. It's all wrong. '

Such an overreaction despite the warning previously given. Did she truly expect the contents of an anomalous entity such as I to be the same as the mundane universe that she used to call home? If so, then she's a fool of the highest calibre.

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'I know I'm different, but this? It takes the word to the extreme.'

Whilst she pondered upon my nature, she had been spotted by some of my natives. Near mundane brown birds with sharp teeth, flightless but extremely dangerous due to their pack mentality.

'I'm going to assume that I'm not alone in this primitive world, and if that's the case then I should be able to find signs of tribals near a source of water. Alright then, that's a plan. I'll figure out what's next when I get there.'

I was about to applaud Andrew for her brilliance only to see her take to the sky in a now common occurrence of foolishness. Did the thought never occur to her that she might just maybe be prey? Now she's been spotted by that thing.

'Alright, need to stay calm. Just have to pretend that I'm looking out of a plane's window. Nothing complicated, just taking a look at the land. And it's just miles of almost normal trees with a few freaks here and there. Can't see any wildlife, other than a few prehistoric-looking birds staring at me from the crowns of the blue-leafed trees.'

Foolishness or just sheer stupidity? Because without an ounce of thought the fool who had somehow previously lived a long life dove straight into the forest, throwing away her one advantage in a now stupid attempt to stay stealthy.

Immediately the birds reacted. Hopping from branch to branch like small raptors they quickly zoned in on her location. Not at all hesitating to dive towards her. One of them attempted to drag her to the forest floor, only for her to dodge at the very last minute.

Without a thought, she bolted, flying through blue leaves, and knocking her head and body on several branches in a panicked endeavour to escape. The birds kept giving chase in a desperate bid to catch the only prey that they'd seen in days, some travelling via branches, many on the ground, only for them all to feel a sudden terror that stopped them in their tracks. All except Andrew.

Still in a panicked frenzy, the unfortunate soul kept speeding away from her tormentors only to scream in fright when something suddenly grabbed and flung her. She struck the ground like a rock, pain quickly erupting all over her body as adrenaline and fear spurred her to stand up.

From a distance, she heard the crackling of leaves as the thing that flung her approached. Still struggling to stand despite having no visible injuries, Andrew could only watch as the creature revealed itself, her fear heightening.

With a black stream of blood seeping out of its damaged eye sockets, and a partially collapsed chest, the humanoid atrocity casually approached Andrew, asking, "What are you? Are you going to help me? Rid me of my misery? Please, try to kill me."

Staring at its empty jaw, and scared out of her wits, the fool screamed, "Stay away!"

Without skipping a beat, and moving at the same slow pace, the abomination said, in the sweetest voice that it could manage, "Don't be rude. We nobles shouldn't be rude. I think I was a noble. Was I a noble?"

The thing screeched before Andrew could react, dropping down on all fours and rushing forward like a rabid beast. Overwhelmed by fear, Andrew ignored her pain and slammed into the fiend like a bullet, knocking it back a few paces before blasting away with a whoosh.

Stunned by the sudden attack the abomination stood up, before its uncanny face twisted into a rage, indignant that its foe chose to flee. Now angered and disillusioned the artificial being continued its mission, making killing Andrew its side-quest.

As for the fool, the queen of bad decisions, she was unintentionally nearing her goal. A leaf-blue lake of what she'd consider freshwater. I wonder if she'll try to take a swim.

'God, god, god. I didn't mean to slight you. I'm sorry for whatever I did. Please have mercy...'