Mushroom Druid (236 words)

´I love plant´s, they are a great passion of mine. Be they trees, bushes, vines or mushrooms, I love them all.

Their colorful appearance, their many different properties that range form poison to healing all the way to combustible. But even with all their different uses and characteristics I wasn't satisfied.

I want them to become more, stronger, smarter, faster, and even more beautiful.

This goal led to my demise.

My death is not as spectacular as it may sound, I simply touched in a moment of carelessness one of the poisonous mushrooms and died within seconds.

Anyway, after my death I arrived in a strange place where millions of doors stood around, I didn't think much about it and started searching for a door that I like before entering.

Once I stepped through the door, I found myself in the middle of a giant forest full of all kinds of plants.

I still remember the tears of happiness that spilled at the sight of the beautiful forest, after arriving in this forest I started to prepare different things for my survival.

A small cave became my temporary home and a small garden at the entrance produced the food I needed to not starve.

Each day I would find a new kind of plant inside the forest and then procced to plant them somewhere where I could observe them.

My body which was surprisingly the same