Trying to survive in a wuxia world

I don't know when or why I was no longer in my bed and even more than having another thought because I was falling and rolling down a hill in what seems to be a forest. Rolling between branches and grasses, I could barely make something visible, I was only able to feel that I was sticking things in my body and even until I was bleeding.

When I finally stopped moving, my body hurt and burned in various parts, I could hardly sit on myself when I got another horrible scare when I saw how some green grasses that were next to my wound got into it on their own; with snaking and fast movements I could not help but scream and try to prevent them from entering but there was no case. I went into despair when I saw that I was covered with these grasses and wounds that could enter, however I could do nothing more than urinate in fear.

The impotence made me stop short in addition to the shame of what happened. however it was inevitable to whit so much shaking that the pee stored in my bladder during the night somehow escaped. However, I would prefer that it had not happened, I could only curse the strangeness of everything that was happening around me to at least try to understand where I was and what to do next. while pushing the fear of the pastures and possible parasites that were now inside my God will know what things.

My eyes moved violently around me, unable to recognize any flora or fauna, especially when I saw flowers of ice or fire out there that definitely is not from Earth. I couldn't help but try to get closer to see a small flower with a small flame stuck in the hollow of a tree, just seeing it was magical and incredible. As I extended my arm to her, I noticed that the wounds on my arm were closing at an absurd speed with the help of the green "parasitic" grasses.

My eyes moved violently around me, unable to recognize any flora or fauna, especially when I saw flowers of ice or fire out there that definitely is not from Earth. I couldn't help but try to get closer to see a small flower with a small flame stuck in the hollow of a tree, just seeing it was magical and incredible. As I extended my arm to her, I noticed that the wounds on my arm were closing at an absurd speed with the help of the green "parasitic" grasses.

When I noticed this, I could not avoid withdrawing my hand a little from the flower, which closed a bit when I felt my hand close, on the one hand because I was afraid that it would burn me and on the other hand due to the activity that had occurred. inside my body. I was still afraid of hurting the invading grasses inside me a bit, but it is a relief that the wounds are waxing me. in this type of environment it would be very easy for it to become infected. A part of me sincerely wishes they were harmless.

The fear that this flower would burn me if I tried to approach it increased when I saw that like the ice flowers that were in the distance they frosted and frozen the leaves that fell near them.

"I'd better find shelter, food and water," I said to myself although not exactly in that order. If the grasses in me kill me or not, there is nothing I can do, no matter how much I could cut myself to get them out of me, the most likely thing is that I will bleed to death before achieving something so that pushes my fears deep into my head the most important is looking for how to survive.

Thinking about this I could not help but turn pale because I was never in nature except to go fishing, and since my childhood that does not happen. Moreover, my sedentary life has a bad physical condition as payment, how am I supposed to face danger without the strength to defend myself?

the most probable thing is that I will die of hunger for not knowing how to hunt if it is that first a wild dress does not encircle me. which is very likely if you feel my smell of blood, another thing is that this world or evolved very different from the earth or some magic or existing energy allows the existence of certain things that I saw; which leads me to think that my problems could be more serious who knows what strange abilities the creatures of this world have. The idea of ​​my inevitable death made me cry as my steps continued vaguely forward, despite not knowing if it is the right way or not, -I will most likely die but at least I want to make the effort to survive- I told myself how motivating myself while moving on