Prologue

Soot.

That is all I can taste as I slowly awake from a dreamless slumber. My body feels heavy and numb.

'Where the fuck am I?' I wonder as my mind and body get up to speed. 'Last thing I remember is working in the lab at the office. How did I go from there to~'

Chirp Chirp

'Eh, birds wtf?!?' My mind goes into shock as I begin to hear my surroundings. Anxiety and fear fills my heart. My turbulent emotions give me a surge of energy that I use to strain my eyes slowly open. The sight in front of me takes my breath away.

"Beautiful" I say in wonder as I stare at the evening sky. A starry night sky with hints of red from the rays of a setting sun. A ton of emotions bubble up within me.

Love. Hope. Wonder. Apprehension. Fear.

I begin to take deep breaths to calm my emotions. A habit I gained during my Air Force training. I close my mind to meditate and try to enter a strong state of mind that will allow me to survive whatever situation I'm in.

Slowly I gather my wits and focus while burying my emotions within me. This skill is one I learned while studying psychology in a university. However, it is one I perfected while completing missions during my four year military stint.

"Haaah~" I release a slow breath from my lips as I enter the zone, a state of hyper focus that improves my mental abilities greatly. The moment I enter the zone I begin to feel dull pain from all over my body.

'My body? No, this is not mine'. My arms and fill smaller, my chest not at all buff, and my face is missing the weight of a full beard. This discovery nearly shakes me out of the zone but I steel myself. I take another deep breath and force myself up from my lying position. As I slowly flip myself unto my shaking hands I notice the difference in physical features between my body and the one I am currently in. Dark to dark brown skin, scars and tattoos became unblemished skin ,and skin splashed with the soot which seems to be everywhere under and around me.

'I seem like a ten year old. And all I'm wearing is a pair of shorts." Many questions rush into my head and I close my eyes to meditate. Once again I bury the internal questions plaguing my mind to assess my external situation. Body wise, except for the soot, hunger and some physical trauma I feel alright. The body, although young, feels fit enough to survive if I am given enough time to adapt to it.

"However…" I open my eyes and take in my awful surroundings. Firstly, I am on a hill in the outskirts of what seems to be a large forest. Secondly, I see what looks to be the remains of a coastal village. Houses and roads burned to the ground, smoke filling the sky, and dead people filling the streets.

"How the fuc-" I am interrupted as pain fills my head. Instantly, I feel a surge of memories enter my head that are different from my own. Very different.

Suddenly I knew this village.

I knew this hill.

I knew this Island.

And I knew this world.

Trust me, there are only two words you can say after being suddenly transmigrated to a chaotic anime world.

"Fuck me."