A man in his teens was walking down the street, in the middle of the day, brown hair and blue eyes filled with boredom. His hands are in his pockets as he looks down at the end of the street. The city is filled with noises, cars driving, people taking. “Ugh this is so boring, well at least I will get to kill the final boss of dragon realms.” He would say as he hears a loud crack and snap as the earth under him starts shaking, surprised he falls over barely getting his hands out of his pockets and lands on his knees with his hands laying on the ground.
His hands slightly red from the fall. He sees a large shadow cover his body, the cars and people around him - he looks up. A large building falling towards him. A warm liquid fills his pants as the giant hotel falls above him, tears in his eyes as fear, confusion, shock and angry fill his eyes. “I never got beat the final-“ A loud explosive crash is heard for miles as the building lands on him smashing him to mush and shatters all his bones.
He wakes up cold sweat covering his body, his pupils shaking, he feels cold grass in between his fingers; he looks around in fear and shock. Seeing trees, grass, and bushes all around him, he looks down at his hand and arm seeing it perfectly fine but sees black marks the shape of a rectangle, seven of them he looks at them confused, 'what is it?', he tries to rub it's out but it wouldn’t go away. He got up cold sweat still running down his back and his pupils still shaken. “Where am I?” His voice would be dry and rough, he would look around for something man-made, he would fall still as red eyes glow in the darkness of the trees.
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He would start shaking, a furry leg would step into the light as he sees the wolf’s face blood leaking from its teeth and on its claws. He would be still from fear before he turns to run. Spiriting through the trees and bushes sweat running down his face from running as he sees the light of the sun and jumps for it. Feeling the cold air on his face he looks ahead seeing nothing underneath him but a pit full of sharp rocks and broken rocks.
He screams as he falls towards the ground, tears well up in his eyes as he just got a second chance at life but to die straight after. He feels an extreme of regret, anger, and frustration. As he tries to slow the fall, sharps rock on the side of the pit slices of his leg. As he loses all focus and screams as bright red blood spurts out rapidly and all over the wall of the pit. As he reaches the bottom of the pit and gets impaled by rocks. Blood oozes out of all his wounds, lucky for him, he survives survived the plunge from being stabbed.
Blood would be leaving his body at a rapid pace as his vision gets blurry. Blood would be running down his face running by his eyes.
With tears filling his eyes he would think. 'For me to die right after getting a second chance, why did this have to happen to me what did I do to deserve to be crushed by that building! Why did I deserve to fall into this pit! Even before I could go anywhere in this life!'
As he breathes his final breath and his eyes go foggy, his body going colder. 'So cold' He would think as his eyes go dark and his body goes limp.