Hmm...?
Where am I?
No... who am I?
All I see is a dense black emptiness... void of anything resembling color. Not only that, but everything around me also seems to have a darker tone of color. The closer it is to me, the more it fades into a void of nothingness.
That's odd.
Oh?
There is a blue and white circle over there.
Interesting... if only I can get over there.
Oh!?
I am moving!?
How?
Why?
And what am I?
Argh!
I can't think of any good answers right now. It is better if I just let it go and go with the flow.
Anyways, that circle of blue and white colors has an interesting scene inside it. There is a bunch of trees and grass all around. On one side seems to be a dirt road.
Oh?
Oh!!!
I see someone!
Someone is walking on that road!
Well then, let me go and say hi.
...
A young man was walking back to his house from a tiring day.
He and a few other friends of his had finally finished mining for today and reached their quota. Thankfully the mine was shallow and open to the air, making it easy for them to get back from where they left off yesterday and continue mining.
"Sigh... I would kill for a beer right now."
"Kill you say?"
Instantly the man stopped what he was doing and turned around.
There, he saw someone he has never seen in his life. No recognizable features to jog his memory or anything.
At first the man was apprehensive and a bit scared. But he instantly remembered where he was at and who's territory this belongs to. Relieving his fear and letting go of the breath he has been holding.
But next a slight bit of anger and annoyance replaced those feelings.
Who is this guy and why is he bothering me, is the idea the young man had in his head. To rile himself up and make a bit of a joke the young man doubled down and pressed the joke onwards.
"Yeah, not only that. I'm am hungry enough that I wish I can eat the air. But I can't fly, so how about you run off before I make you my next meal on a dinner plate."
The strange middle age man stood there for a second. Showing a face of thinking hard while looking off into the distance.
The young man quickly lost interest and started walking again.
No one would be stupid enough to cause trouble here after all, this land is part of their territory. That is what the young man thought.
He thought wrong.
"Let me help you fly then."
That is the last thing the young man heard before a severe pain came from his behind.
He had been hit, right in the center.
Never in all his life did the young man felt such humiliation and despair.
But it was not over yet.
Soon...
He started to fly.
A column… of what is best left unsaid sprang out of the forcibly opened gate.
And by some magical method...
He propelled himself, flying into the air.
Making a brown rainbow wherever he passed.
...uh
The young man is probably socially dead at this point.