Waking Up

The wind blew against One's body. It crawled and found itself over the metal surfaces and the pale skin of each half. 

There was silence in the forest. The looming clouds above provided the shade thaf encompassed the undergrowth below. 

One opened his eyes. Seemingly confused, he staggered to his feet and looked around.

"Where am I?" He said.

He remembered everything. He fought a goddess with his imagination and basically won. 

He looked around to see what else was with him besides the roots that were exposed from the soil and the trees whose trunks stood at every direction.

There was a body. A girl's body. It was sat motionless against one of the trees. One walked towards the corpse and leaned on it.