The wild howling of wind travels from faraway and the dimmed rays of starlight having a difficult time as they journey from beyond through obstacles of natural making, both coincidentally declared their destination to be the blackened body of a frail naked creature that is peacefully communing with the pitch black earth in his sleep of great depth and unknown mysteries.
"Fuck!" Yes, the first thing this figure did immediately after waking and opening his eyes to the dim light of the stars barely illuminating him and his surrounding was curse with a tone filled with great annoyance.
The sight that welcomed this figure as he struggled to his feet was one which seems to jump out of a fantastical imagination:
The trees were unimaginably big and tall that they reached the heavens with the dimension of the smallest; a thousand times the tallest skyscraper ever built by man. And the otherworldly black grasses were scarily tall that they reached the sky with blades as sharp as the hero's sword, while they rooted between the cracks and gaps of enormous pebbles that a human will call boulders.
Also, the trees' enormous branches at the top—their individual canopies—join hand in hand as they create several layers of canopy levels at different height and location above the ground, which in that manner partly concealed the view of the source of the rays of light that manage to escape through them and are now giving all the land below a bit of clarity. And moreover, each of this canopies level formed by this trees that are beyond a world tree, spans several thousands of kilometers. And their form mimicking pitch black layers of clouds with glowing spots, reveal small gaps which allow the brilliant rays from heaven to shine through.
"Wow!, so beautiful, so quiet and so dangerous. I know this... the smell of rotten wood and rusted iron." The figure exclaimed then muttered after getting a convincing information of his current location.
"Fuck! there is black mud all over my body and my butt for some reason stings badly." The figure concluded after looking closely at his naked body that now stand on a large boulder coated with a thick layer of black muddy soil.
"Is this blood on my butt and tigh?" The figure muttered as his hand rubbed off a black dried dreg from his stinging butt which he carefully scrutinize.
After, the figure looked at the top corner at his right and saw a floating holographic symbol brightly flashed repeatedly, indicating it wants his attention, he poked the symbol that look like the figure of a stylized house which then stoped flashing and transform into an interactive holographic message that is actually displayed in his mind, but to him, it looked like its floating midair in front of him, following his line of sight, even if it moved.
"So its the rumored status window. Hmm, let's see." The figure gaining an understanding of the situation muttered, after which he poked the solitary word displayed.
He clicked [ Home ] and it displayed:
[ profile ]
[ Messages ]
[ Map ]
[ Settings ]
[ Others ]
[ Log out ]
Wait what's that? The figure shocked, frantically crouched close to the ground behind one of the sky-reaching grass for cover after he vaguely sensed a threat descend from another canopy layer that has its own isolated ecosystem above.
The figure did their best to not attract the attention of the gigantic hideous bug-like black creature with four pair of red wings, a cluster of compound blood red eyes occupying the spaces on top of its face, a pair of metallic protruding fang reigning among a set of sharp rows of teeth coated in dripping saliva and the obtrusive radar-like antenna stuck on its head which it probably uses to scan the ground below as it fly from one point midair to another erratically.
What's that guy after, I hope its not after me... wait, its returning to the middle strata above like its being pursued, is it scared of the creatures of the lower strata, or is there an agreement between the creatures of the higher strata, middle strata and lower strata not to interfere with one another. Well, that's not possible... But where are the creatures of the lower strata that should be here already... maybe they are taking their time... The figure thought as they spy on the retreating predator.
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After a while, the figure left their hiding spot, stretch their body and stand proudly in the open between the giant grasses as they consume passionately with their eyes and spirit the menacing beauty of the nature surrounding them.
Fuck! something very dangerous is behind... The figure thought as they took to their heels with an impossible speed that his mind and body under extreme tension barely focused on what's far behind them, chasing them, that they even become almost totally unaware of their surroundings and escape path. However, with a simple goal to escape the unbeatable danger that he sensed closing in behind him, he ignored the little pains and inconveniences, even if they are strange stinging cuts, probably from the merciless blade of the grasses that did not even make contact with his body but is still cutting it, or the shock from the impossibly hard surface of the pebble that transmits all over his body—his bones especially as he lands on them after jumping.
The figure maintaining its top speed, occasionally jumping from pebbles to pebbles soon escaped the sea of grasses and find themselves in a vast open expanse like a muddy beach or maybe not. Then his eyes as he continued spriting on a straight line caught a weird large body of rushing water—a river per say, since its flowing, but with width in the thousands of kilometer, watching in disbelief its large and tall mass of turbid turbulent water run from somewhere unknown to also somewhere unknown with a speed faster than the speed of the fastest train, while it also block his path ahead.
Decelerating rapidly, the figure slowed down, paused, and sat down with their butt on the muddy ground of the river bank, awaiting a fate beyond their control as the path ahead is impossible to thread.
"Well, its just my first game over and I don't think I should be the only one in this mess." The figure muttered and consoled themselves as a wave of relief washed over them.
However, a few seconds after, the figure received the revelation of its pursuer who hopped from a spot within the sea of grasses far in the distance to a spot right in front of him in a flash—a herbivore-looking carnivore—a giant black wild rabbit standing at about 7 meters on its hind leg with dark blue pupils that hide menacing glints and a pair of long and large ears that stands firmly erect.
"Ehm Mr Rabbit, you see, my meat is very little and may not satisfy your belly, how about we work together and hunt bigger guys... Hey! Please! Mr Rabbit, have mercy..."
The figure mouthed in rapid fire as they raised their hand to cover their face in other to block the ferocious metallic claw of the big guy drooling like an idiot coming for their head.
However, after about two seconds, their eyes peeked from between their two hands and focused on the ferocious wild rabbit that strangely has is raised hand suspended midair, paused stunned with furs standing on end and with an expression of panic and shock written all over it.
About a second later, the ferocious wild rabbit slowly, gently and quietly lowered its raised claw and suddenly turning around, fled with a record hop in a direction along the river bank like a boy running from a psychopath—leaving behind his living dinner seated stunned and confused on the muddy ground like he is unbearable to look at.
"What the hell! Is that guy scared of me, surely not. But why is he fleeing when I don't sense anything dangerous that might be the cause, approach here." The figure muttered as he tried to rationalize the rabbit's action.
However, while the figure contemplates, everywhere suddenly and instantly turned dark, owing to a gigantic shadow that descended from above and blanketed everywhere. And following the shadow was an ultimate silence as a majestic creature of sight impossible to behold made their presence known to who knows by pausing their dignified stroll along the river bank and looking sidewards with an ineffable expression at who knows who that has been looking ultimately stunned and enraptured by their existence—the human figure. And next, the human figure who sits on the muddy ground became transfixed by the gaze of the enormous creature coming from a starry and enchanting eyes as big as the setting sun and as mysterious as the starry heavens.
And meanwhile, the creature's hypnotizing and mesmerizing scent that probably originates from their fervent pink fur that glows warmly and softly, and that contains sparkles like the cosmos, along with their remarkable alluring appearance like that of the most seductive creature with a notorious reputation in tales and myths common on earth, but superior by a million miles, dominated the six senses of the figure below, making him hysterical.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!..."
The human figure repeatedly cried out with a maniacal and fanatical laugh as he rolled on the muddy ground with one of his palms covering his face and the other on his belly—a comical act which this person will argue only fictional character will ever do and he himself will never do.
Then this majestic creature with thought known to no one including the heavens continued their leisurely stroll after taking a longer look at the creature having a seizure below, also dragging their shadow behind with them—an act which exposed the arrogance of the heavens above as a far brighter illumination lit up the open expanse.
"Mum, dad, everyone... I think I understand why I am here." The figure paused, like they received a revelation.
"Wow! So funny..." Continuing, they chuckled after recovering from their uncontrollable theatrics. And for the first time ever in this new world, they had a clear view of the stunning heaven including all its occupants above and beyond all skies—the cosmic ocean.
