Chp. 01 Lost in 4K

Marc Felton was a typical man with a very non-eventful life. Most exciting part of it might be attributed to his experience in the military, two tours and some missions on the sides. But other than that he does not have much to show.

He had retired and lived his life with nothing much going on other than doing daily task and finding hobbies like camping, making stuff he wanted to do when he was a kid.

Learning things he does not even need to do but just to pass his time. He was an orphan and no one to consider as family as he was raised in quite a troubled neighborhood.

Before he retired he did do some jobs that earned him a pretty sum of money. Tours were easy for him as he was rather skilled enough to be hired by secret contractors for some small time dirty jobs like Assassinations.

Most don't know much about the dark side of the world but he had dipped his hands in it. But they were more on an off record missions that the country made to deal with things that cannot be mentioned in Public.

Marc was not against much of it, he knows he is not a good guy but at least he kills big bad guys for a side-job. Though not the best he was just competent enough to be selected.

And it did good for his savings, but he had to lay down the knife at one point and he did. Their black ops director did not trouble him much as he is the type to not care and poke around things.

That was one thing his superior liked about him, he just does things as they ordered no questions asked. He did almost get promoted but he decline as he said in terms of skill he is not as good as the others.

Now with that out of the way Marc just lived a pretty slow and normal life. It was only in his house that he bought with his money that he finally settled in.

Yet even with his semi-introverted nature he still found ways to entertains himself. And one of those ways was him just doing any random shit that comes to mind.

He learned how to cook food of many cultures, he learned how to draw for the purpose of making lewd fanarts, he even learned how to sing and was able to be quite presentable with it.

He learned how to get metal from soil because he saw such stuff in the internet, how to raise livestock for fun as well as make them pets because of a video of a mini Highland cow.

He even learned how to sew to make some costumes for fun. He got good enough he was able to become a cosplayer in his spare times. He also learned how to craft stuff from mimicking the people he saw on youtube.

He also hunted from time to time with bows and spears he personally made, he even made slingshots that could fire marbles in a deadly manner for rabbits.

He learned how to garden since he has a lot of time alone, he mostly has interest in various stuff that you would not need to do in modern society. He even learned close up magic as well as pick locks since he sometimes forgets or lose his keys when he goes to town to buy groceries.

He had been able to buy a large plot of land where he raised more livestock for fun and even a horse. Which he was able to raise and ride from time to time, then he learned how to lasso like a cowboy because he can and has time for it.

If he could he even traveled to other countries to learn their cultures, sleep with women from different countries and never settling down. Most of his skills are not even needed as a retired soldier, throwing kunais, darts and chopsticks since he cosplayed a ninja in comic conventions.

Now he is in his late thirties alone but just content in living by himself that he even was able to build an off grid cabin where he spends his time lazing about.

It wasn't until one day he was just jerking off as usual with porn on his computer that suddenly he appeared in the middle of nowhere on a vast forest with a heavy rain pouring making him drenched while he was covered by a few layers of blankets half naked and his pants on his ankles.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Marc screamed as he looked around at the sudden change in environment.

"Wha-what what?! Huh?!" Marc was sudden alert as he looked around after pulling his pants up. He found himself sitting in a large fallen log in a forest while it was raining very hard.

"Wh-where am I!? What the hell?!! Is this a prank!? This is not funny man!" Marc looked around but nobody answered as the rain drowned his voice. This made him look around and look for cover leading him to find a large hollow tree about seven meters wide in diameter where the insides are still dry.

Marc was still confused in the situation but old habits in the military kicked in as he found some dry twigs under the forest floor inside the large hollow tree and started to make a camp fire. Instinctively he also went out the rain to get some broken branches to cover the entrance of the hollow tree.

He then gathered the dry wood he found but he did not start any fire yet as he went to get some stones and mud from around to make a crude fire place so the bright fire would not be seen from afar.

Marc hurriedly made the hollow part of the tree into a crude room where he hung the wet blankets using some long branches he found outside as racks and went to find more rocks.

He followed the flow of the water and found a nearby stream where he dug out some Shale and brought them back into the hollow tree. He also noticed the small stream has some limestone and large rocks which he then brought back in many trips to the tree.

"*pant!* shit, I am totally out of shape!" Marc said as he panted walking back and forth but the heavy rain kept his body cool making the work tolerable.

"I don't know *pant* where I am but this is not *pant* surely a prank, ha~! This place and setting is too big and no one would spend so much just to mess with me!*pant*" Marc said to himself as he slowly made a bed out of Shale and a fire place where it made the insides of the tree warm.

"Who knew*pant* that watching tiktok jungle sur*pant*vival vids would come in handy!" Marc looked at the sky and frowned as he could vaguely make out three bright things in the sky even when it was raining.

It was not dark at all but the rain just kept pouring and the wind blew making him realize that maybe a storm was happening around where he was.

He felt that it was midday already and his stomach started growling but time serving in his tours made him able to tolerate being hungry for a few more hours.

Besides he could see that the large tree he sheltered in was a fruit tree and some fruits already dropped on the ground making him pick them up. He was not sure what they were but he felt that they were mangoes even when they are colored red.

He had seen some of this from the national geographic channel when it showed the tropical rainforest of Brazil. Marc hurried as he took more Shale and made a mud wall with it and some rocks and leaving an entrance that was narrowed down to his size.

It wasn't until it was getting dark Marc stopped but the rain was still going on. And from what he deduced he might be in a high elevation place since he still found no signs of flooding around the area.

He could feel the slight angle of which he walks as he goes towards the stream, he was deducing that maybe he was in the wide rainforest of South America seeing the place so vivid with life and no signs of pollution here.

Marc could tell also from the air that he is very far from civilization as he spent the day wondering as he worked. By far he was only able to make a bed, a crude fireplace and a mud wall to prevent other animals from entering the tree.

Marc then found more branches to bring inside and dry them besides the fire or on top of it while sitting on a wide piece of Shale. Feeling hungry he looked towards the fruits he picked up and tried the largest reddish one.

"Hmm… it does look like mango." Marc said as he looked at the fruit, he then took off his shirt, pants and underwear to dry them by the side of the fire. Taking a blanket he looked to the entrance where he blocked it with various broken braches with thick foliage as well as some wide Shale as temporary doors.

"I don't know what the heck I am doing here but I must survive first, like I've always been…" Marc was silent for a minute but then he started peeling the fruit and took a bite out of it.

"Hmm…tasty…" Marc was surprised at the taste of the fruit and felt the texture of Mango but the taste was more like a creamy durian. He found the taste very intriguing that he did not notice his body glowing slightly and after finishing one fruit he felt drowsy and was suddenly asleep.

Marc felt that maybe he was just tired in his hurry to make a shelter for himself that he did not notice his fatigue building up. But that night he spent sleeping he was glowing from his stomach then it traveled down to his veins and into his body.