Jolting awake, I found myself lying on the ground with a killer headace, while I notice my clothes are completely soaked with sweat.
Moving into a sitting position, I feel how sluggish my body is and also found out that I'm in the wilderness.
I found a pot just a couple meter where I slept and as my gaze locked on it, a rush of information/memories assaulted my mind.
Yajirobe!
The character in Dragon ball whose strong enough to kill one of the sons of the Demon King Piccolo and fought young Son Goku to a stand still without having any formal training in martial arts.
Is. Me. Right. Now.
How?
Well, In the series we saw Yajirobe was a lazy and a glutton. His appetite is almost comparable to that of a Saiyan. Eating almost anything that is edible and sometimes questionable.
For example: Cymbal the son of demon King Piccolo. A namekian like dragon with a sentient mind but yajirobe didn't hesitate to eat it after killing it.
And take this, for some unknown reason Everytime he eat something with a powerful power level it gave him a power boost even if it's negligible.
But we're straying for the reason why I'm here.
To be honest I really don't know. I remember myself sleeping so that I would not wallow in self pity by being reminded that I failed one of my major subject in college. but I also remember yajirobe being suffocated by the poisonous mushrooms that he put on the stew.
Him dying might open his body for possession but for me to appear here is a mystery. A mystery that even I might not able to solve.
How do I feel about my situation?
Well, complex really. While I'm happy that I don't need to go to school anymore and that I can feed myself with animals that I can hunt in the wild.
And yet, I'm also sad that I'm not able to see my friends and my aunt again.
But I know nothing would happen even if I spend my time contemplating about it.
All I can do is make best out of the situation. Cause when gives you lemons, you make a lemonade, sell them on sidewalk. Then you spend the money to buy fancy clothes for yourself and then go to a bar to pick a chicks so you can get laid!
Haha Jk.
'I must be crazy, talking to myself.' I sighed as I reach for the drinking gourd to hydrate myself.