Arthur woke up from his 3-hour sleep. The big day he had been preparing for months has finally come. He turned his head to the digital clock on his nightstand; it was showing 7.30.

The room was like a one-room dorm room where the landlords robbed college students. It was a fairly simple room with a desk, a bed, and a bathroom. The floor of the room was filled with scribbled papers and books.

Arthur quickly got out of bed and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower. After 2-3 minutes, he came out of the bathroom with a towel in his wet hair and looked out the window. cloudy as usual, he thought.

He wore his usual attire and start to preparing backpack. Arthur put rulers, laptop, calculator in his backpack and went to the kitchen and spread peanut butter on a piece of bread, and put it in a backpack with a container to hold it. Everything seems ready.

Still, he checked one last time to see if anything was missing. Then he realized that he had forgotten his phone, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was charging on the nightstand.

After making sure that everything was ready, he opened the door and went out of the house and he saw his next-door neighbor and friend John, who had come home at this hour.

"It was a fun night, huh?"

“it was a fantastic night” He was still looking a little high. Then John's eye fell on the bag.

“Was your presentation today? Bro”

“Yes, after today I'm going to be free from hell.”

“You’re graduating huh.., We need to celebrate. I haven't seen you in.. what 2 weeks.”

“Of course. I need a few drinks after this,” Arthur said.

“I don't want to hold you man see you tonight”

“Tonight then”

After saying bye to his friend, Arthur left and headed for the door. He could hear voices coming from houses in the hallway. 'I'm finally getting out of here,' he thought, and walked towards the exit. He opened the door of the apartment and when he took the step to get out, he felt like he had fallen into a void. As if he had taken the wrong step while descending a staircase that he couldn't see, a stream of fear ran through his body in that small time, and he found himself in a plain covered with grass and trees.

“Where the fuck am I?”

'FUCK, am I hallucinating from lack of sleep?' he said to himself, then crouched down and touched the grass. The grass looked completely real. His hands were wet with morning dew. He cleared his hands by tapping the side of his blue jeans and straightened up.

He took out the phone and checked the signal. There was no line. He looked around, and there seemed to be no one in sight.

Then his eye fell on a thin layer of smoke rising behind a distant hill. The only sensible thing to do was to walk to where the smoke was, so he started walking towards the layer of smoke. At the same time, he started taking pictures of the surroundings. “My professors will not believe this,” he thought.

After 2 hours of nonstop walking. He stopped and looked for a suitable place to rest. It was tiresome to walk bare lands without a road. He saw a tree standing alone on his right. He went to the tree and sat under it and took it out in the sandwich box he had prepared. He wasn't sure if he would find food afterward so He split the sandwich in half and put the other half back in the box. Arthur was trying to make sense of what had happened while eating the sandwich.

He reviewed the events in order. He had taken a shower in the morning and left the house, and then he had met John and had found himself in this damn place while leaving him and going out of the apartment. He was sure that it was no longer a dream or a hallucination. The pain in his feet was the biggest proof of that and Arthur feel weird about this place. He cants put a finger on what exactly but he was sure that something feels wrong.

While thinking about these things, his eyes fell on the rabbit 100 meters away. He was happily eating the grass next to the rock. Suddenly, from behind the rock, a crab-like monster with a purple glow on its back jumped onto the rabbit. The creature used its feet like blades to attack the rabbit's neck. The rabbit had no chance to escape. When the rabbit's last struggle proved fruitless, it remained motionless then the 50-centimeter monster started to eat the rabbit.

“Purple giant crabs, Great!” he said. Along with being terrified, he realized something, and it frightened him even more. He was no longer in the same world.

"Half-meter Purple crab definitely not the residence of my world, am I in some kind of parallel word?" he muttered.

He threw the last piece of bread into his mouth, quickly put his bag on his back, and moved on. This world, which he knew nothing about, made him very nervous and afraid. Now he was paying attention to every step he took and wanted to meet the people in the center of the smoke as soon as possible. 1 hour later he was climbing the hill. The last part of the journey was quiet, passing by at least 50 meters from every rock he saw.

He slowly climbed to the top of the hill. As he approached the top, he lay down and began to examine the source of the smoke. The sight he saw didn't look heartwarming at all.

Down the hill was a small village with 20 houses. The village had a wall made of logs and its structures looked medieval-style. Of course, there was no trace of the village anymore. Half of the houses were burned, and that was the source of the smoke. There was no sign of life. After examining the surroundings, he got up and started to descend from the hill.

“Fuck fuck fuck what’s going on here” he muttered while descending.

The closer he got to the village, the stronger the burning smell got. The big village gate was broken and lying beside the entrance. He entered through the gate as quietly as possible. He looked around. Bodies were lying on the ground in the village square.

He rushed towards the nearest one. The body looked like it belonged to an old man. He turned his body so he could see his face. There was a 5 cm wound on the neck. It was as if a sword or blade had cut deeply him in the neck. A pool of blood formed on the floor where he lay but was absorbed by the earth. He checked the man's pulse. It wasn't beating.

After he was sure of the first man's death he rushed for the second one. when Arthur looked at the second body, he froze. His ears were pointed and looked like an elf character in games. Arthur lifted his head and began to look more carefully at the people lying on the ground. Others were different, too. The most obvious one had an owl's head and His body was covered with feathers.

Arthur couldn't stand it anymore.

“Where the fuck am I?” he shouted.

But no one answered. After getting over the initial shock, he checked them to see if there were any survivors of these human-like beings.

He checked all the bodies lying on the ground but found no sign of life in any of them.

After the shock that different species lived on the land he was in, he faced the fact that what was lying on the ground was corpses.

He leaned his back against the water well in the middle of the village and sat down on the ground. "No one survived," he muttered to himself. What he experienced was feeling a little heavy. After half-meter crabs, now the species in fantasy books. Yesterday, his biggest problem was the finishing project, but now he is alone in a destroyed village and sitting by himself. It just everything changed too quickly.

He closed his eyes with his hands and stood there. Then he thought that if he left the corpses like that, it would lure the wild animals into the village. And he was sure that the forest outside wasn't just home to the crabs. Putting one hand on his knee, he forcibly got up. After taking off his backpack and leaving it by the well, he headed towards a house that had survived the fire. Hoping to find a shovel or some tool to help to bury to corpses. He pushed the door and went in.

Although the house was protected from fire, it wasn't protected from ash. The floor of the house was covered with a thin layer of ash.

The house was a fairly simple one-room house with a bed in one corner of the room. There were 2 chairs, a table, and a fireplace-style stove that probably cooked food. It looked like it belonged to a married couple. While examining the room, a knife caught his eye on the floor by the fireplace. Bent down and picked up the knife. He had found his first weapon to defend himself in this terrible world. A kitchen knife.

After looking some more, he found a bag of wheat and some beans under the counter they used to prepare the meals.

"At least I won't starve," he said to himself.

After he looked everywhere in the house. 'Maybe they were keeping the tools outside of the house,' Arthur thought, then left the house and headed towards the back of the house. At the back was a half-open room within the style of a warehouse. Arthur finally found the shovel he was looking for,

After finding the shovel he went to put it near the well,

Then he went to look for other houses that survived the fire. He found some food in other houses, too. Whoever attacked, it was certain that they didn't attack for food. Then he came to the well and took the shovel.

He had thought of burning the corpses, but the smoke of the burning houses was almost extinguished. Whoever attacked the village, Arthur didn't want to attract their attention again. He started walking towards the north side of the village. When he got close to the wall, he found a suitable place and started digging.

After a while, it became rhythmic. Stick the shovel on the ground, lift it, throw the earth to the side, stick the shovel on the ground, lift it, throw the earth to the side and repeat. Doing something physical relieved the burden of what he experienced today. It took an hour to come out of trance. Arthur realized he was trapped inside and his t-shirt was wet from sweat. He had dug almost half a meter. He got support with one hand and came out of the hole he had dug. He went to the side of the well.

There was a mechanism in the well that you could turn, and a rope was tied to it. There was probably a bucket at the bottom of the well. He started to turn the mechanism and feel the weight of the bucket when the bucket was high enough, he reached out and took it to the side of the well. He smelled it; it looked clean. The water was ice cold. He started to drink like crazy. Then he fell to the ground to rest. After 10 minutes he went and started digging again. After digging for another 1.5 hours, he decided it was wide enough for everyone to fit in. ‘The dirty part starts now.’ he thought.

While searching other houses, he remembered seeing a wheelbarrow. After finding the wheelbarrow, he went to the first old man he checked in. He dragged the body of the man into the cart and took it towards the grave he had dug. After placing the man in the grave, he repeated the same process for each corpse then He began to throw the soil on dead bodies lying on the grave.

After he threw it in the last soil, the top of the grave had become convex. He left the shovel to the side, straightened up, and looked at the grave. Arthur didn’t know anyone in that grave, but his mood was very melancholic. Something very horrible thing happened here before he came.

After a while, he feels a little better and started walking towards the center of the village to get his bag. After taking his bag, he realized it was getting dark. He was planning to sleep in the first house he entered.

He entered the house, closed the door, put the chair behind the door. He put his bag on the table. Arthur was hungry and tired. He didn't want to deal with cooking. He took out his unfinished sandwich and started eating it. Then he pulled out a bottle of wine he had found while searching other houses.

"At least one thing went as planned," he said with a forced smile on his face while looking at the bottle.

“Taste like shit,” he said. After the first sip. And prepared for sleep.

It wasn't cold enough for him to light a fire. After he finished his meal, he cleaned the bed for a bit and then lay down on it. He thought about what he had been through today. Life was very strange. When he was a normal university student in the morning, he was a refugee who buried 7 people in the evening. He knew nothing about what this world was prepared for him. His eyelids become heavy. Arthur fell into his first sleep in the other world while listening outside the monster’s howls.

[Level 2 survivor ]

[-Danger sense Skill gained]

His eyes shot open, and he sat up in his bed.

"What the fuck was that"

“Am I in some kind of game?”