prologue

Earth is just a world filled with modern technology, politicians in hunger of power and control, business people in verge of dominance of the economy, the education system doesn't teach children the way to survive the harsh world, those who are religious uses their beliefs to harm others, the social media spread news that are true or false, people judges others on the things they believe not normal or in other words

This is what humanity has become selfish, delusional, greedy, prideful, lustful, and gluttonous, envious, sloths. But I am just a human that works to survive and satisfy my needs. This world that others would say is beautiful, but in my perspective it is just a world that is full of imperfection.

I am a 34 year old woman that works just to live a life that I could afford in leisure, yet I overwork to keep this type of life and wish that I could live in a world that isn't like ours a place where it's feels like fantasy came to life a world that I might first think is just pure fiction, but I never realized that it would come true after an accident.

Where am I, whose body is this, who are these people, things that I ask myself realizing that I felt small and strange not understanding the people around me . I tried to stand but stumbled out of bed, they try to help me but I brush their hands off not wanting to be touch by strangers I don't know, I try to say something but it came out as husky voice not really forming words I try to gesture for a drink and they gave me water so I drank it l, and finally I ask "who are you people? And where am I ?" They look at each other in confusion, and I felt weird that the voice came out of me is quite to young for my age, so I look for a mirror and carefully moves towards it since I can't stand or properly walk, then I realize I was in a body that I think is at the age of 5 to 7. I was to shook to say a word when I finally realized I'm in a world that isn't earth and this is not my body at all, I look at the people behind me that looks worried and I finally ask "who am I" in tears.