02. At night

I wake up at night. Now that I wasn’t so hungry I began to feel anxiety and fear. Fear, because I was alone in the forest. And anxiety, because of lack of memories.

Not that I don’t remember a thing. Hopefully, I know that if a person wants to eat tarantula, then he should tear its fangs first. Or so that fangs poisonous and can be used in traps for another animals. And so that if you want to eat an animal that was caught with the help of such a trap, you must eat it together with the spider. Spider’s lymph consist antidote for its poison.

Well… Too late now…

I looked around and noticed a familiar herb.
It was forest sorrel. Its taste isn’t so sour soft like a usual one.
It is somewhat bitterish. Of course I already ate it.

I sat near the tree and lost in thoughts.
What was that thing about candidate, luck, status? Do people see hallucinations when they starve?

They do. I know this from somewhere. Not a good life I had there…

Firstly, I need to survive. The rest for later.

Now that I think about it that was not the forest sorrel. How could I even recognize a herb at such darkness? Starvation turns off my mind. I hope it’s just normal grass.

Well…Too late now…

I need to find a stick in case of attack. I started fumbling around and found a rock. That will do. I returned to apathy and began to fall asleep.

01. Beginning

You have become a <Candidate>.

You’ve obtained a bonus stats gift (Luck +25).

Quantity of your luck points exceeded one hundred.
You’ve unlocked <Status window>.

What is this?
Am I dreaming?
For a start where am I?
Or… Who am I?

I woke up on the ground near the oak tree. There was a forest aroud me. The soil was wet after the rain, but looks like it has passed. Small drops were falling here and there with a small gust of wind. Big trees around me surpassed 20 meters in height. Not even five people can connect their hands around those. I can see the high risen sun through small gaps of the treetops. I tried to stand up, but fell. My weak exhausted body is rejecting to execute any commands. Headache and hunger. And then I saw my salvation.
A caterpillar is crawling on a tree. I’ve crept to the tree and grabbed it. I’ve shoved it in my mouth and swallowed.That was the most refined delicacy in my life. Lately I remembered that moment, but nothing in my life has such a taste.

The taste of life.

The taste of hope.

The taste of serenity.

That was my catharsis. I must live. Nothing else matters. I will do anything. I will do even more, but I will live.

Big spider became a next target. I’ve teared up its pisonous fangs, then chewed it and swalowed. Then water drinking from the puddle and deep sleep.



In the deep wild forest some man is walking.

He looks like a vagrant. His clothes almost nonexistent were torn everywhere. He has long dark hair that cover his face and average physique. He seemed not noticing the rain. His brown eyes don’t have a light of intellect in them. They are looking straight deliriously. Then man have tripped over a root and fell.

He doesn’t have a strength left to stand up. He doesn’t want to stand up.
His eyes are glass. His body is stone. He lost his soul.

Later he spot a purple light in the mud. He has crawled to it and found a stone. The moment he touched it stone was absorbed to his skin. Man lost consciousness.

We can only guess the reason for his appearance here.
But this accident put the beginning of the incredible story that later will become a fairytale.