The Fall

Suddenly, I woke up in an unfamiliar place. My memory is fuzzy, and everything seems different.

As I investigated my hands, it was filled with blood, and a trace of fallen feathers was on the ground.

Little by little, I feel the pain in my back because there seems to be a massive wound behind me.

"You're finally awake," said a man in front of me as he seemed to be waiting for me to wake up.

I couldn't speak as I was struggling to catch my breath.

The man left some clean clothes for me and said, "I'm sorry, but this is all I can help." Suddenly, he disappeared with a loud sound of a wing that seemed to come from a vast feathered creature with enormous wings.

After I rested a bit and had the strength to get up, I wiped myself with the towel left by the mysterious man. I also put on the clothes he left behind.

The light reflected in the dark place where I was standing, and I heard voices and strange noises unfamiliar to me.

I followed the path to the light that I could see, and when I reached the end of it, I was dazzled by the light from above. My body feels warm, which is a bit painful on the skin. It was so bright outside, and many people were staring at me.

While wandering around, a girl passed in front of me, and suddenly I felt that girl was somewhat familiar to me. I didn't know her, but I felt a rush of emotions.

Because of my inescapable curiosity, I followed that girl. She carries a small brown basket with food inside. As I followed the path she was crossing, I was amazed at what I saw—Lots of humans in different outfits and strange moving things with wheels and light poles.

Even though I don't know where I came from, I can assure myself that I have just now seen so many humans and these strange things.

The girl was walking calmly, but suddenly I had a bad feeling because strange-looking men seemed to be waiting for her. These men's faces are serious, their bodies are sweaty, and their eyes are red. Based on their facial expressions, they were about to do something terrible.

"Hey, Kid! Tell us where your father is. We've been looking for him for too long, and he didn't give us our money back!" the man shouted angrily while grabbing the girl's arm tightly.

"I don't know! Please let me go," she replied as she tried to break free from the man's grip.

The man seems out of his mind and has no self-control. Suddenly he slapped the girl hard and screamed in front of her simultaneously.

"No! We need the money your father owes us! This time! He'll pay for it!"

many people saw what just happened and were surprised by what the man did. But it is more surprising because none of them dares to approach or say that what those men did was wrong.

Their faces were scared and trembling as they passed the girl while crying because of the pain of the man's slap. It seems they don't want to be involved with these men, so they prefer to pretend they didn't see anything instead of helping.

As I watched what was happening around me, I couldn't help myself.

It was as if someone was whispering in my ears that I had to punish these people. It wasn't until the end that I realized my legs were moving independently. And I dashed to the presence of those men. I couldn't stop and kicked the man who slapped the girl.

The man's body flipped over and nearly destroyed the wall he was thrown from. Because of the intensity of the impact of my kick, he vomited blood, and it looked like he was having difficulty breathing. One of his companions hurriedly ran and checked if he was still okay.

The man lost consciousness because of the amount of blood he had vomited.

I wondered why it had such a strong effect on him. I thought I had just used a small amount of my strength to kick him. While I was still stunned by what happened, one of their companions pointed a knife at me. It ran towards me and was so angry that it wanted to stab me with its very high killing intent that I could see. But in my eyes, his actions are too slow. I can easily see and avoid his movements.

I quickly grabbed the hand of the man who was coming towards me, and I hit his hand lightly to release the knife he was holding. The knife falls to the ground.

"Ahhh!" a loud cry from the man because of the sound of broken bones in his finger as a strike him. I pushed him away, and he bounced against the wall.

"Hey! who are you, huh? Why are you interfering with this? Are you related to that girl? Go ahead, then! There's no turning back, brother, and you will be involved with her problem! You hurt my brothers as well, so I had no choice but to kill you now!" shouted one of their companions as he pulled out a strange weapon I had just seen. It has a trigger and a handle, and the people around watching shouted and looked terrified when he pulled it out.

"Ahh! He has a gun! Let's run! Mr. Yang's men are tough opponents. Let's!" shouted people around as they hurriedly ran.

The girl trembled with fear and clung to me tightly. "I'm scared," she said while continuing to cry.

Although I have no idea what the weapon that the man pulled out can do, I am slowly becoming enraged because of what these men continue to do to scare the little girl. Even the people around didn't care and left us alone.

Because of my great anger, I didn't notice the dark shadows slowly covering the whole environment. My eyes were glazed over as I looked at the man, and I saw a trace of fear on the man's face. He didn't realize he had dropped his gun because he was afraid.

I took one step with my right foot. Suddenly all the shadows grasped the men and fell to their knees as they looked at me; the men who planned to harm the girl fainted from fear.

I was about to do something terrible while still covered with hatred and anger. But then the girl quickly wiped her tears and held my hand as she ran.

I followed her where she wanted to take me. And after a few minutes of running, the girl gasped her breath from exhaustion.

"We are safe here, Mister." She hurriedly speaks while still catching her breath.

"By the way, my name is Luna; I don't know what you did out there; that was totally terrifying. But still, I can't thank you enough for helping me, Mister."

I can't explain either what I did. But I think I did the right thing to help this girl. In contrast, everyone was trying to ignore her.

"Hey, Mister. Do you have a name?"

I can't speak because I don't know my name either. I can't remember where I came from. What kind of person am I, and why am I here? I have many questions for myself and want to know all the answers to them.