You could say my life was a peaceful one. I had a family that loved me, a close group of friends that cared for each other, and even a few romantic interests. At the ripe age of 19 the world seemed so open and free, the grades I succeeded in obtaining after 4 years of rigorous high school classes in a prestigious but out of place school of health in the mountains of New Mexico. Such warm places with so much wild life appealed to me immensely. One could say it was fate that brought me here.

After High school I attended college nearby for a broad range of things, from anatomy, to plant life. My true love was for plants. Some say that women are the most beautiful things on earth, although I agree with such a statement, nature ties in first. Being the first in class, intelligent was a word that probably came with the thought of Brett Largo. I absorbed knowledge as though I was a sponge. I worked with my biology professors on a regular basis, discovering the secrets plants hold. How they live so long, how cells grow, things of the sort.

Everything seemed to be laid out for me, my path in life would be a biologist or maybe a doctor if after this next year I still had the passion. My true passion was the plant research. I would do my own little experiments, creating concoctions to help plants grow. I would cut a gash in a bonsai then use my serums to test the plant. Eventually the research bore fruit and I was able to do some weird things if you will with such life. My plants took on a sort of.....how would you say.....human characteristic. I would never hurt the plant after the initial gash for fluid insertion...if you could truly hurt a plant. My lovely companions would caress my had whenever I went to stroke their leaves, or measure their growth. It triggered a strange response in me, I sort of felt like a father giving life, maybe a god in a fantasy bestowing life upon a being of which cannot think.

The first time in my entire life I believe I was happy beyond the point of leaping up and down was when my bonsai proceeded to uproots itself, and crawl up my torso and rest around my neck. Now this was not because "she", well let's call it a "she" tickled my belly button on the ride up. Let's just say outties are sensitive. Now...let's get one think strait, at this point I may have feared for my life a little in that the being I bestowed sentient life was collared around my life line and not moving. One of its branches stretched to my forehead, I felt as though I possesed an extra arm, then I flexed the arm, the bonsai moved its northernmost branch. It was that moment that memories flooded my mind, places I have not seen, a temple, a Chinese man, no a Korean human based on the language of his shirt gently clipped my extremities. I felt good, not painful at all. I started getting nervous with this sudden burst of feeling and emotion. But all was at ease when it spoke to me.

Bonsai: "Ah, father can you hear me?"

Myself:" Yes"

Bonsai:" I am sorry for the mind swap, I laid us down due to my lack of courage to control your limbs."

Myself: 'How can I hear this plant, am I hallucinating, I have always wished to be a father, maybe due to my lack of emotion towered anything else.'

Through my life my emotions seemed dulled. They were there of course, but life simply went on and on. So many school shooting, so many wars, deforestation was what got me the worst, so many things we did not depend on such as human lives were executed, but the plants that we absolutely relied on were executed as well. Humans live a mundane life, working jobs for years on end to buy shit they do not need. The lifestyle of people around me, those who only think of peace, do not realize the danger they are actually in. The danger others live in every day around the world ranging from oppression to civil war. I wanted to live a simple life, that is why I live in a 4 room house with my brother, a senior in the high school I went to down the road from my university. My brother had the same interest as I and read the same books, wanted the same jobs, and had the same interests as I.

Brett: "Just a moment"

Bonsai: "I will wait here"

The plant leaps off of my shoulders with the grace of a cat and plots down on the spot. I scramble from my feet, open my private room door, exit said door, and sprint down the hallway.

Brett: "BRYCEEEEEEEEEE"

Bryce: "YOU WONT FUCKING BELIEVE WHAT I AM SEEING RIGHT NOW"

Brett: "I BET I CAN"

I open the door to the backyard and witness the single most incredible thing I have seen in my entire life. A 10 foot tall willow tree bear hugging my brother, then as though on cue of my voice, was already at the door waiting for my arrival, the giving me a hug as well.

Bryce:" I cannot believe your research created....well....this"

Brett: (Whisper)"Be careful what you say, they may want to hurt us"

I truly did believe this may be dangerous, although the affectionate plant thought otherwise. At the finish of my sentence I felt a sensation on my neck, the bonsai had returned, it spoke aloud shocking myself and my brother. It was a tongue I have never heard, and it certainly was not a romantic language. I was well versed in Latin, Mandarin, Japanese, and of course English. The speech it produced soothed my body instantly, it felt as though I was ready to listen to my killer commit his crime of murder to myself. I was at peace.

The bonsai proceeded to touch my forehead with the willows most northern branch, the proceed to do the same with my kin. Instantly a torrent of emotions flooded my peaceful soul. Affection, anger, love, and affection......mostly affection. With this connection however, a flood of memories came with it. A world of which I have never seen. Creatures that have never been viewed on earth, ever, and people with....is that a sword? I replayed the movie in my mind. Swords, shields...more affection, and....magic? I witnessed a compressed flash being released from the hands of a sorceress, being projected at a, beast? My god, for an instant my vision returns to reality, my pupils meet my kin's, we exchange a glance, and we smile. Why did I smile, because this vision is more badass than anything I have witnessed, movie, manga, novel, you name it, my brother and I have read it. If we were not outside in nature reading textbooks, you can bet we were outside reading a fantasy. My eyes were dragged back into my "dream". The sorceress unleashed all hell upon the enemy, this magic was not the glittery kind you would expect to see in children's novels, but this magic was created to kill, a weapon of mass destruction, men cried, women cried, every warrior struck with the charged particles was vaporized, or was begging to die after becoming mutilated.

Electricity ran its course, non discriminating against the, what appeared to be beast men, humans, and elves against the sorceress and her mage squad and the rest of their army. I deduced this due to the clear median of armies that clashed, and the barriers surrounding the upon closer inspection gorgeous shock mage. My reality was again pulled back to New Mexico. I tasted salt, upon a cursorily glance downward it was revealed to be a tear, it must have been from how cool the fight had been.

Bonsai: "How would you like to live in such a place"

Brett/Bryce:"You have lived in our house for 2 years what the hell do you think"

Bonsai:"Whoa, was that synch of words staged, well anyway, if you were to go, you would be merged with one of us, the soul would then be by means of transmutation, planted in the soil of the new world"

Brett:"Would we still be able to communicate, and how do you have such a power"

Bonsai: "The knowledge is locked to insentient plants"

Brett:"Will we retain our thoughts after the teleportation?"

Bonsai:"Indeed you will"

Brett:" Alright I choose willow, Bryce you take Bonsai, I always had a feeling she like you more anyways"

Bryce:"Hahahaha, she always did seem to perk up when I entered the room"

Bonsai:"Ehemmm, do you want to or not, I personally want to go"

Willow releases Bryce but continues to embrace me, I had the feeling of being in a mothers womb if such terminology is appropriate for this feeling. It was as though I was invincible, it seemed as though I could not be hurt, it was the feeling someone has when they are in their bed, safe at home, the covered themselves with 3 or 4 comforters. The feeling was intoxicating. I immediately replied with the nod of my head, my brother does the same, I giggle at his lack of danger, although I cannot speak on his behalf, my answer was even faster than his. Willow nods "her".....head? And then I see nothing. The warm embrace has been replaced with the feeling of being in a bath.

A warm, hard coined smelling, bath. Now at this time I begin to panic, a sudden relaxation takes over, I realize it is willow influencing me somehow. I try to speak but alas I cannot. It seems as though my throat was filled with peanut butter, or maybe just not there at all. I try to move my arm, and it pushes through a film layer. My nerve endings touch.....dirt? It was definitely dirt. The feeling of fluids continues to pour over me, I enjoyed the feeling. My other arm penetrates the film just as easily. An continues to experience the same sensation. The fluid touches my arm, and is absorbed into my "skin". It invigorates me, it seems to be a supplement of sorts. I allow the supplement inside of my cocoon of which the rest of my body is stored in, currently only my arms have left the womb, and currently a leg penetrates the womb as well. With the same power rush as before, the leg absorbs the nutrients.

This continues for days. My body grows, more limbs exit the womb, more supplements enter my body. I stay relaxed though, if this was my other world I knew for an absolute fact I would have panicked. Others would not call be claustrophobic, and I did not either, but a replica situation of some dare devil stunt of being buried in a coffin was in the back of my mind. I began to wonder where my brother was, why I was growing so fast, and why the hell it felt so good to be in the dark.

Brett: 'Damn it willow let me think for myself'

Immediately a sense of panic envelops me, the euphoria from before dissipates into nothingness. I do not respond to this feeling. Shutting off such feelings I begin to think logically. Well fuck, where am I. That was a good start I thought in relative calmness to the situation. If I truly am in a fantasy world that would be awesome, but it seems as though I am underground.....wait. I am a plant aren't I. I was thoroughly warned but not of the consequences, I should have fucking interrogated Bonsai. Well hopefully I can grow strong like they do in the fantasies I read. Maybe even evolve, I always did enjoy nature, maybe I can prevent it from being fucked up like in my other world.

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I feel a sense of affection and constriction from the womb at this thought, I realize willow is still present. I do not know how much time has passed but I deduce a week since I came to be teleported to a new world, I wonder how Bryce is. I miss my only family. This entire time the fluid has been filtering into my limbs, into the womb, and then permeates through my "skin". But after it leaves, it seems, dull. I notice myself growing larger, and stronger. Now I can move the dirt around me. I feel something growing inside the womb, but cannot see. Recently my senses have heightened. I have less numbness in my limbs, and I can "hear" vibrations from above. They are shouting in words I cannot understand. This has gone on for days. On the 12th day of being suppressed in the dirt I finally "hear" something that would stop my heart if I had one, it sounded like a thunder strike.

It was the sorceress..... I had no doubt in my mind at this point that the fluid I have been absorbing has been blood. I have never been one for germs, even now this did not repulse me, but hopefully the blood continued to come, continue to feed me. With previous knowledge, I know that My body is growing at a pace unimaginable on earth. At this point I knew I was a plant, hopefully one with combat capabilities. With blood continuing to flow into me I heard stillness come upon the battlefield above me. At this point my limbs were stretched 5 feed in all directions, acting as a sort of pan to filter all of the blood through the womb in the center connecting all 4 limbs. It seemed that doing this gave me the most power, and continued to form my body into a sort of...humanoid shape. Currently the womb was around 4 feet long going into the ground, and my extremities were around 5 feet long each. When everything went silent, I listened, and then I felt.

The most pleasurable moment in my entire life was when I first lost my virginity, but this, well this trumped that many times over. Immediately when this new, delicious, powerful fluid touched my right arm, my entire body was enticed with it, I exploded with power towered the new found source of power, all of my strength from my previous life seemed to have returned to me, and more. My body snaked through the dirt with extreme precision. After the first sip of this new supplement, my body has grown stronger, more sturdy, more...dangerous. My womb has slipped off my body, my senses have heightened, and my thought more clear. I finally made contact with something on the surface, no pain was felt in my..... "head"? I move my limbs to caress the object that is a few feet longer and a bit wider that myself. I tear myself through the dirt and face the object on the ground. I am staring at the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. A reel of memories flash in my mind of the Lightning mage, I am focused on deep purple eyes, but her ears are slightly elongated, she quickly pulls me into her embrace.

Elf:"Shhhhh"

I remain silent, she flips her body to face the ground, laying on top of me, it feels safe. She starts whispering in a language I do not understand. I give her a confused look, she begins to repeat the same sentence over and over. I hear a soft motherly voice in my mind speaking broken English until it begins to make sense.

Elf:"I was wondering what I *cough* felt growing in power underground"

Brett:"......."

Elf:"Be careful young spirit, you have been given life due to the mana concentration in the soil soaked blood"

Brett:"Ah....that's what happened"

I immediately realized what had happened. The blood filtered through the womb, where my head and torso had been, then concentrated into a sort of crystal like substance. I glance down at myself, currently face to face with the elf still though. Without looking at her ample bosom...ehemmm.... too much.... I admired my dark mahogany skin, it was red, streaked with red, blood red.

Elf:*Seems too speechless to talk*

At this point I assumed it was Willow helping me communicate, if the elf understood me that had to be the case.

Elf:"*Chuckle* this is a first, you must have absorbed quite the amount of mana from this useless battlefield.

Brett:"What do you mean!"

Elf:"Shhhh, shut up or they will *cough* hear"

I assumed I was not welcome by somebody and shut my mouth to gain some information from the elf. My senses were still returning from the blood lust pleasure I felt earlier, but the power still flowed into me. I took a second glance down, definitely not at the elf's breasts, and notice a large gash on her stomach. I realized what had awoken me had been the elf's blood. The mana concentration must have been astronomical if one dose of her affected me in a way that hundreds of gallons of regular soldier's life elixir had not stimulated me to such an extent. I reached one of my hands down to her stomach and pushed the entrails back into her stomach, starting with....well the stomach.

Nothing seemed damaged aside from her leather armor and the gash creating the wound. After inserting the goods, I traced my arm on the cash, then punctured the stomach, right before another spill of blood fell on my body which was quickly absorbed.

Elf: "You are new to this world...*She pauses to wince in pain* how do you know such a technique"

I keep silent, and continue to use a "Splinter" or maybe a detached part of my blood streaked mahogany skin to stitch her wound shut. After a surgery well completed, quite a textbook one too I might add, she startles me with something I did not expect. She embraces me, and touches my forehead, who she is begins to pour into my mind. EXCACTLY the same as when Willow first touched mine, a story plays. She is the head of the mage division in the kingdom of Trent. As an elf she has always been close with nature, but upon seeing me knows she will never see something like me again.

I feel her emotion upon seeing my body. Roughly the size of my old body now after the bloody meal, the reel continues. How she learned magic, where she lived, and a general map of the current continent we were on filled my head. As if the knowledge was mine to begin with, the reason for the battle came as well. Trent versus the kingdom of Tarn for the most easily accessible landing area on this newly discovered continent.

Elf: "I will forever remember your blessing young spirit. I owe you my life."

She strokes her stomach gently where my skin merges with her own infusing with each other. It glows red, the spreads around her stomach creating a red wood tattoo of antlers. I look around the area and see thousands, tens of thousands of dead bodies, burned, mangled, sliced, you name it, tons of corpses surrounding our location. She seems to think this area is still dangerous, so I decided to move us to a safer location. I recalled the reel of memories that were bestowed upon me by either Willow or the elf, maybe even a higher being that is looking out for me, and I use what is termed in fantasy as nature magic. I reached deep into the center of my blood crystal that I feel has manifested inside of me, and forcibly will it to create limbs on my back. The magic does not fail me, it is in fact a second limb, or at least it seems so.

Elf: "Your talent for nature magic is truly frightening" She says in a reserved way, as though she knows I will not harm her.

It seems she knows I will not hurt her. Well, I drag us to the nearest forest edge and we rest there. Nature magic seems incredible. After she spoke the word frightening I start pondering the combat capabilities of such a technique. After I saved the elf from what I do not know, we began to talk. I did not reveal my lack of knowledge of the world. I simply asked her generic questions, and she responded as though she were my servant. She spoke with respect, and never seemed to lie. I learned many things in the 3 days we sat there.

It seemed she ate mana from our surroundings, due to being a high mage she could life off of raw mana for weeks at a time and required no food or water, a branch of nature magic known as Survival Sustain. It seemed I innately knew this magic as my body cycled through the technique continuously since I was underground filtering the blood. She spoke of the reasons of fighting, about nature magic, and even lightning magic. She knew not if "Spirits" she seemed to call me one of such a race, could learn any other magic. She had never been "lucky" or "blessed" enough to do so before. After I stitched her, we could telepathically speak, it seems to be a form of nature magic she said.

When she said this, I tried a technique that Willow seemed to want me to try. I brought my northernmost branch, which happened to be my antlers to her forehead in a sort of Eskimo kiss. She blushed slightly, then gasped in shock. She immediately stood and bowed in front of me. I could not even comprehend what happened as she stood so fast. She spoke in slurred telepathic translations about how amazingly fast I grew and how much potential I had, and how I could guard all of nature. Eventually she rose but continued to kneel with a large smile on her face. The arch mage sure was cute I thought. Along with her knowledge of magic I received her personal information such as her three sizes...ehemmm.....and general knowledge, I do not know how much she know of me though, probably allot, I will not ask her though. I do not want to know it is quite embarrassing to have your life watched as a movie. But the next sentence relayed all the information I needed to know.

Elf:"Do you know where Bryce is?"

I sigh inwardly, I telepathically respond to her with a no. I hear a rustling in the bushes. Two wolf beast men appear and beeline to the elf. The bloodlust they release is intoxicating. I feel invigorated. It seems they have not noticed be, but the clearly notice the elf. They are almost drooling with lust. I use nature magic, to will my right arm to merge with some of my torso and create a spear. I stood up from behind the elf. I look surprisingly humanoid now, but possess antlers the size an adult white tailed deer would have. The give a look of shock and grovel at my feet muttering words of apology, I pierce both beast men through their heads and absorb the blood through my arm. I feel noticeably stronger, noticeably faster, and noticeably more dangerous. The elf remains stunned at my display of power. I have only been alive roughly two weeks in this world after all. And so far, it seems like it is going to be quite entertaining. Oh, how I wonder what Bryce is doing.