Chapter 1 : Helplessness

As I run through the hedges, being out of breath and feeling my skin get scratched and scraped, I think to myself

"this is quite comical if you think about it". My name is Viktor, I used to be a graphic designer doing freelance work, while reading novels and books in my free time.

I read all types of novels, fantasy, magical realism, horror and even some harems. The latest book I had been keeping up with was one named "Magic Order : The Eternals".

I know, it sounds cliché but it was genuinely really interesting and quite good.

Basically it was a story about a main character Daniel who had his adventures and whatnot and met people he could connect with and started the so-called "Magic Order" with them as a group.

I hadn't gotten that far in, only around chapter 200 when he started the order with the main group.

Anyways to get to the point, i was reading the next chapter while in the subway going home from a friends place, when all of a sudden the train went off track and all the people flew all around the place, in the midst of this chaos I swear I saw someone end up in the cliché trope of having a young teenage girl land on their face, ass first.

It would've been comical if not for a glass shard getting shot into that man's head!

I had no time to focus on that though since I was tumbling all around and getting knocked into people and all the objects flying around getting cut in all sorts of places, after what felt like an eternity i was lying still on the ground in the middle of the wreck, my consciousness was hazy and i was close to passing out.

Every part of my body ached in unbearable pain and agony. It felt like I had broken every bone and tore every ligament, but I was awake, awake to register this pain in my last dying moments, I knew I was about to die.

I could feel it, it was getting colder and I felt like I was no longer in control of my fate. That feeling was horrendous, knowing I was dying but unable to do anything about it.

And that was the last i remembered, the feeling of powerlessness, of being unable to change the outcome no matter how much i wished for it no matter how i tried.

Then I woke up, on a dirt road in the middle of a forest full of autumn leaves of all colours and shapes. Being confused about where i was i tried to check my phone and while doing that realised that nothing hurt, i was completely fine with not so much of a scrape on my body.

I was dumbstruck, how is this possible? I vividly remember all that happened in the subway, the pain, the suffering and those images of people being flung all around.

Being befuddled by this I tried to continue reaching for my phone but I didn't find it in any of my pockets. I searched some more and looked around where I was to see if it was in the mud on the road.

A little while later after confirming the phone was not here, I looked around me, the trees were majestic and huge. Reminding me of a smaller version of the giant sequoia trees that can be found in California, they seem to go from four meters tall, all the way up to what I

would guess to be twenty meters.

It was honestly quite beautiful, with birds I couldn't recognize chirping and flying between the branches.

After having a good look at the surroundings I pondered over which direction I should follow the road in, after thinking for a while I decided to just walk in the direction I was facing when I woke up.