"You're a fucking bastard!" Lucas shouted. "How the fuck do you dare sleep with my woman, idiot!?"
"As far as I know, you were broken up!" Mark replied mockingly.
With both of them focused on their argument, they didn't realize they were falling from a great height.
"Y-you're a real fucking bastard!... you're a dead man," he growled, grinding his teeth.
And he began to punch Mark in the face, who would be the first to hit the ground in that situation.
But the beating made him realize his current state. 'But what the fuck…?' he thought, confused but instantly terrified.
Just moments ago he had been in the apartment of that loser Lucas's ex-girlfriend, the son of a bitch who put him through hell in high school and outside of it.
Tired of so much bullying, Mark made a dangerous decision: to sleep with Lucas's ex to make him pay for all that abuse.
And when he accomplished his goal, the miserable bastard barged into the apartment and both of them ended up falling from the seventh-floor balcony.
"Agh…" Mark spat, his mouth covered in blood. He seemed to be the only one realizing what was happening.
'Shit!... How the fuck did we get to this place?' was the only thing he could think.
He looked around as best he could; he was way too high up, and it was cold as hell.
That's when he managed to see, to his surprise, the tip of an imposing mountain in the distance. 'Is that snow?'
"Son of a bitch! You'll wish you were never born," Lucas exclaimed, completely furious.
But Mark took him by surprise when he grabbed him by the neck and they switched positions, leaving Lucas underneath and himself on top.
"Listen to me, you fucking bastard! I ENJOYED EVERY SECOND WITH THAT FUCKING WHORE!" he shouted with a huge smile, letting blood fly from his mouth.
"Son of a—!"
BAM!
A loud crash echoed through the area; Mark had realized they were about to hit the ground and, luckily for him, it was snow, so he chose to use that bastard Lucas as a shield.
The impact was so violent that he ended up rolling down the white slope while feeling his entire body ache.
When he managed to recover slightly, he felt his whole being suffer such torment that it felt like a truck had run him over.
"Where am I?" he murmured, sitting down on the icy ground; all he could see were snow-covered peaks.
"ACHOOO!" he suddenly started sneezing, his bare skin beginning to feel the freezing gusts of the northern mountains.
'Shit, shit, shit… Where are you, bastard?' he thought anxiously, searching for Lucas's body, which was fortunately nearby.
He stood there for several seconds, staring at the state he was in. "That's fucking disgusting…"
Carefully, he began to undress him and started to gear up, though the clothes were bigger than what he usually wore.
'This should do…' he thought, looking around; he had no idea where he might be.
He began to walk as best he could; between the environment and his exhausted body, he barely had the energy left to move.
But Mark knew that if he didn't do something, he would end up freezing to death or worse, killed by some animal.
"Shit!" he exclaimed when a strong gust appeared, making him fall and roll down the steep mountain.
'NO, NO, NO!' he thought in terror when he realized he was about to fall into a huge abyss.
He dug his fingers into the surface, but it was useless; he struggled with his whole body, ignoring the pain, trying to stop himself.
But everything was in vain until he reached the edge and fell…
At the last second, he managed to grab onto an old root that prevented the fall. "T-that was close…" he spat, letting his shoulders drop, confident that the worst was already over.
KRRRRRR-RUMMM!
A powerful roar echoed beneath him, frightening him and almost making him let go of the branch.
'What the fuck was that!?' he thought, looking everywhere, but he saw nothing.
A dense fog prevented him from seeing anything past a certain point, so he couldn't even make out more than ten meters below him.
Not until, to his horror, he saw how a gigantic—no, seriously enormous—beast emerged from that gray layer.
It had two powerful wings that made it seem like every flap caused the very mountains to tremble.
"W-w-was th-that th-thing a fucking d-dragon!?" he murmured in terror.
Wasn't he in his world? Where was he supposed to have appeared? Those were some of his thoughts.
But he managed to 'calm down' a bit when he saw the great red dragon move away without noticing his presence.
"T-that was clo—"
"..."
A translucent screen was in front of him, with text he didn't even get to read.
"AHHH!" he screamed in fright, ending up falling off the cliff.