"Wake..."
"Huh? Someone is talking to me?"
"Hey! Wake up..."
"This feeling... it's cold."
"WAKE UP YOUR BASTARD! HURRY UP!"
It was night time in the middle of a forest, a field with grass dampened by the tears of the sky. Jack had just woken up, dizzy on the ground, covered in mud and with wooden logs on his back, alongside a group of people doing the exact same hard labor. A rainy night marked the beginning of his new life and in such harsh conditions.
"WE HAVE TO REACH MASTER'S FORTRESS UNTIL MORNING OR I WILL HAVE TROUBLE AND FOR SURE I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU!"
"I remember now. Apparently, in this world, my name is Kylo. I'm 10 years old and after my parents were killed in an enemy invasion, I was kidnapped and sold as a slave to the master of this land. It seems my memories as Jack have merged with Kylo's. Honestly, God or whoever gave me this second chance could have given me a peaceful life instead of this misery. Well, at least I have another chance to live, despite everything that's happened."
"START WALKING YOU BRAT AND DON'T YOU DARE FAINT AGAIN OR I'LL SMASH YOUR FACE IN!"
Said the man while pushing Kylo foward.
"This man is the soldier sent by the Master of this land to make sure we bring back all the wood needed to survive the coming winter. It seems my life depends on doing this right. Damn this body I've been given, weak and immature. I'll have to work on it in the future. Now focus Kylo focus! Don't faint, don't you dare faint!!!"