A man with thorn up clothing walked through the rain, stumbling on every step he took.
It was pitch black as the man heard the rain hitting the ground.
The man was completely wet, his clothes felt like weights.
Falling to his knees the man felt weak, he couldn't deal with it any more.
After years he couldn't do anything, so he resorted to the only thing he knew.
The man pushed himself over to a wall where he laid his back up against it.
He then reached into his pocket where he felt a metal handle.
Pulling the gun out of his pocket he pushed the safety and pulled back the hammer.
Placing the barrel up to his temple he could feel the could metal press against his head.
The man had already given up on his life, he couldn't live up to the standers of society.
Slowly his grip around the trigger was tighter and tighter, but when the trigger was pulled all the way back...
Nothing he couldn't hear anything, not even the heavy rain smashing against the ground.
Instead the sound of rain was replaced with following water.
Opening his eyes he saw that it wasn't even dark anymore, he could clearly see the trees all around him, but last time he checked he wasn't in a forest.
While looking around he noticed another change.
No longer did he feel his heavy clothes weighing him down.
He felt light as if everything had disappeared.
He looked down at his hands, he didn't see his normal calloused hands instead they were soft and small.
As he was looking hair fell in front of his eyes blocking his vision, but he didn't have long hair.
He brushed his hair aside and stood up but felt as he was missing something.
Placing his small slender hand in between his legs, he found his manhood was gone.
Placing the other hand on his chest he felt a small lump.
The man stood in disbelief, one second he was about to commit suicide then next he was girl.
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Remembering the sound he heard earlier of following water he ran towards it to find a river.
Looking into the water he saw a girl around the age of eight with long brown hair and green eyes.
The girl also had nothing other than a white blouse on.
The girl was a beauty but the man was confused, the girl was beautiful but she was him.
"What is going on?"
The man or now girl curled up as tears followed down here check.
"Um, excuse me?"
The girl jumped at the voice that came from behind her.
She saw a kid around the age of nine holding a bow and a dead rabbit.
"Are you okay I heard you crying so I came to see if you were okay. My name is Hans whats your name?"
The boy asked.
Wiping her tears she said.
"Max."
"Max, it's nice to meet you. Do you know where your parents are?"
Max shook her head and Hans looked at her.
"Well you can't stay out here, the Demon Beast come out at night it's best to come back to my village."
Hans grabbed Max's hand and stood her up.
He leaded her towards his village.
After ten minutes of walking Max cried out in pain as she felt a sting in her foot.
"Are you okay?"
Hans said with a voice of panic as he then noticed that Max had no shoes on.
"Sorry I didn't notice, here hop on."
Hans turn around and bent down, Max hopped on as she couldn't keep walking through a forest with no shoes on.
"Hold on."
Hans said as he smiled.
"What?"
Before Max could say anything else Hans began to run, he was running almost as fast as Usain Bolt.
Max was confused, how could a chid run this fast with another person on their back.
Max then felt something was off she saw what looked to be wind gathering around Hans' legs.
"Is this magic?"
Max said softly to herself.