When Victor opened his eyes and stared at the ancient, deep and soothing sight. Looking up at this strange yet familiar sky, with a big bright moon staring back at him. His eyes revealed a hint of bitter frustration.

“To think that I survived!” Victor whispered in his heart. At that moment, his bitter smile vanished and a hint of a smile appears on the corner of his mouth.

Quickly as the smile came it disappeared just as fast. Victor quickly sat up and it was all done by instinct in order to assess the situation and his mind was running in all cylinders trying to figure out where he was.

“In a hospital”

“In enemy hands”

“In the field”

He quickly calmed down as he observe his surrounding, but was still apprehensive because it made no sense to him at all.

“I was in Iraq, sand filled hellhole where the fuck am I now” Victor screamed in his mind

When he looked around him all he could see were lush green trees, that looked as if they could pierce the heavens itself, and around them thick bushes. But despite that the night cool air brought with it the natural and refreshing fragrance of the vegetation around him.

Upon debating and making assumptions on where on God’s green earth he is, a sudden sharp pain assaulted his head

It was so severe that he thought he was going to die, and all of a sudden a rush of information, pictures, thoughts and voices appeared, as he was being assaulted in all fronts of his brain Victor once again fainted.

His body could keep up with all this information, and gave up as if looking for an escape from all this pain. Though his body gave up Victor’s mind and soul was enduring, because of his childhood and his military training he was well accustom to pain and how to turn off and endure.

After what seems like an eternity, Victor for the second time woke but this time he was not confused nor was he anxious.

With the smile on his face, he looks as if he was in the safest place in the world, and his eyes seems as if he was a planning something.

While collapse he underwent what some might call soul synchronizing, you see the body he now possessed wasn’t his original one it was that of a youth of fifteen years old.

With a height of six foot and eight inches tall, and easily weighing two hundred and fifty pounds, his entire body was shockingly burly, blocks of muscles were stacked up high, and just by standing there, and he looked like a small mountain.

With a sigh, victor started piecing together everything, and arranging his thoughts and the world he is currently in.

After searching the memories of this body he discovered a few things

This body once belong to a boy by the name of Wallace, and despite his size he was meek well-mannered boy, but in this world any signs of weakness paints a bulls-eye on your back.

This world has no name unlike “earth” or at least it wasn’t given one, but the continent they’re on is called Ogrun.

And he is currently in the “Dark forest” why you ask, well 2 miles south of the dark forest lays a village by the name of “Berxley” where Wallace grew up in.

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Wallace’s parents died when he was a child, and he was raised in the local orphanage. Like all kids in the orphanage, he had to work the fields and do odd jobs to help with the financial situation of the said establishment.

Wallace worked for the town chief, there was taught how to read write act and properly carry himself in order not to embarrass the chief.

But Wallace was viewed as a curse child, why you might ask after his parents died a child at the orphanage who shared a room with him also died

Then a few years after that a farmer who he was employed by also died, while working with Wallace although it was ruled as a heart attack the town blamed him for it nonetheless.

So in order to give him a way to earn money the orphanage asked the chief to take him in as a glorified errand boy.

While he worked for the chief he was also in charge of cleaning the library, and being curious and lonely he quickly became fond of books, so he read everything in that library from cover to cover, over and over again until he memorized them by heart.

The village cheif is a retired magician, after suffering an injury during the last war his strenght dropped down to that of a pesudo-Adept from a level 4 Adept.

His library was filled with books about magic and lores, and to a lonely kid like wallace it was heaven, he dreamt of going out and adventur0e, see the world and meet new people.  

He thought he was in heaven finally he wasn’t being bullied, he was left alone, it was quiet only him and the books. But life had other plans for our young Wallace.

Like it was customary to offer a blood sacrifice for the king of the forest every month the time came about again, and like always Wallace thought it was the same like every year a few dozen stags, rabbits, boars, and other small animals. But this time it was different.

You see the town wanted to so desperately get rid of Wallace that they made him they this month’s sacrifice.

While Wallace was on his way to the orphanage from the chief’s home, he was hit over the head with a club his assaulters thought he was dead and started laughing jeering and throwing insults at him

While he was pretty messed up, he could still hear them and what they were saying and that is where and when discovered their plan.

He was hog tied and dropped in the middle of the forest, after the villagers left he woke up and freed himself from the ropes with the help of the small blade he always keep in his pocket.

He turned the opposite direction, and ran as fast as he could but after a while his injury caught up with him, and he fell down as his life slowly fainted away. But fate had it that at the same time Victor’s soul was planted into this vessel.

But still after relieving this Victor felt bad for the kid, maybe because of his own past, or maybe because he saw himself in this kid that he had a sudden burst of wanting to slaughter the entire village.

But regardless he his him and vice versa and the only thing to do now is to survive and to leave this forest in one piece.