A bad situation.

Azar, after the hit he gave to the mage, at least that's how he would describe him, he saw everyone, surprised with the fact that everyone could move again. Unfortunately, this lasted for a minute, everyone was dying from hunger, the wild instincts were manipulating the human's mind turning them into cannibals.

*What the fuck is going on! Why everybody are hunting people from their world, our world!.*

The calm scene that lasted for a moment, converted into a frightening one, with people from the same world hunting down their friends.

* I should leave now.*

He started moving into the woods, which had the best possibility for edible food. As he moved , he understood something...

"WHAT KIND OF FRUITS ARE THIS!" he shouted and unknown birds flapped away.

He found something very similar to an apple, with only one difference, it was blue!

*Is this some kind of joke? I can't understand if its edible , but let me test it. I must find an animal, its gonna be difficult but it must be a herbivore one.* He started searching around, noting mentally everything that could be standing out in his way, making a map. After hours he found a river and a weird looking animal, it was like a deer. Maybe it is a deer, he thought. He threw the apple to the deer but not this close to scare it away.

The deer saw the blue apple, it smelled it and it took a big bite before taking it.

*Fortunately, i took some more with me, deers have similar system with humans , i really don't trust this but if i don't eat i will die anyway...*.

He started with a small bite , but he couldn't resist his hunger and he ate all of the blue apples. He started feeling dizzy again. For one more time, he fainted.

When he woke up, he was very surprised.

*AGHH, my little body can't handle all this exhaustion plus the hunger and all this scary cannibals... I don't want to think about it , my body just had empty fatigue.*

"You idiotic body, you scared me to death"... He just spoke out loudly.

*It's very normal i haven't communicate with anybody for at least 6 days.*.

Then he started going northwest to a place that was making a line with the spot that he entered to the forest. When he reached the weird tree with the moss at the opposite side of the tree."I wonder why is this happening?". "Crap i did it again..." *I must find a city really fast and communicate with someone.*

He started going east with hope of finding the exit of the woods. He was wandering to an unknown place, with unknown beasts and animals that some of them are hungry carnivores looking for prey. Suddenly , he heard something from a bush at his right. He stopped moving and hold his breath out of fear. Luckily, whatever it was, it was either scared to attack him or scared and escaped from the bush. Azar, decided to leave it alone and not investigate the bush.

Along his way, he found a path made from carts. *Wherever the fuck we are, they are still in a medieval age.*

He followed the trail, and left the forest, safe. The path had some random pillars made from stone with some carvings. Those pillars had some lanterns, but Azar didn't really understand something. * How are these lanterns enflamed, i mean there isn't one that its not inflamed.*

He finally reached at a village. Houses made out of wood, and very few out of stone. Those that were made out of stone had a fence with the same stone and carvings, and a bigger stable.

*So I'm in a village of farmers, good, farmers are more friendly with wanderers.*

But that's what he thought , before he realize that everyone was looking at him weirdly.

*Shit i forgot that i was wearing clothes from my world, okay it's time to communicate with someone.*

The first person that seemed a little bit more interested in him and his appearance, was a guy with some filthy clothes, his eyes was green and he had a really muscular body. "Hey!" Azar calmly said. But when the person tried to speak, he fainted. When he woke up, the person that tried to talk to him, was with him. He was on a bed, his head was aching and the farmer was very worried. The farmer spoke to him but he couldn't understand his language.

*Shit i can't communicate with him using English. I can't communicate at all.*

He decided to use body language to make a conversation. The farmer as he just discovered from his hands, they were stiff and strong, had a very worried expression , even after Azar showed him that he was friendly and he was trying to communicate with him.

After a while , Azar accomplished to communicate with the farmer, the farmer was still worried about Azar and tried to make him stay at the village for a while. The farmer insisted for Azar to stay but as soon as Azar got a map from the farmer , he thanked him with a bow and left , unfortunately that wasn't meant to be, because he fainted... again.

He woke up, again with the farmer at his side. "What the hell, happened?" but of course he didnt took a response. His head was hurting him way too much for him to consider it, just a headache, he tried to show it to the farmer that he had a bad headache and the farmer respond with a nod. It was clear that he knew the position that Azar was getting through.

The farmer had some kind of syrup ready for him, but Azar still couldn't trust this world so he refused. The farmer was surprised by the refusal and insisted with the syrup. Azar once again denied and tried to show him that he was fine with some expressions. After a while, the headache stopped but the farmer showed to Azar that it's not safe to get up from the bed.

Azar was now pissed, with the fact that the farmer knew what Azar had.

*This little b. No Azar where are your manners, you can't be rude when someone is giving you a place to sleep*

Then, his stomach started to ache with a loud noise. Azar got up, and the farmer had already understood what was going on and pointed where the toilet were. Azar rushed to the toilet, and when he got out he finally felt relieved. The farmer finally smiled to him.

Azar was now able to get up from the bed but the farmer once again tried to make him stay with the condition that he will work for him and he is going to feed him. Azar was ready to refuse again but he thought:

*What if i stay and make him teach me this language.*. When Azar made his offer the farmer agreed.