Chapter 3

The sun was starting to set and you could watch as all the small animals were skittering back to their safe place.

While the wild life nearby was racing to go home our protagonist was lying on the ground next to his vomit. You could see a small shivering malnourished boy who looked about 8-year-old when he was actually 10 years old.

His long dirty white hair was framing his face which was also dirty. 1 small leather skirt was covering the lower half of his body. You could count all the bones in his body if you wanted to because it looked like his skeleton was covered with just his skin.

Suddenly Felix opened his eyes and sat up ignoring the pain of his body. He started to look around and noticed his eyes were working just fine now but he wasn't happy. No one who was in his situation would be happy. He went back to the cave entrance. It was really small but he used the strange crawling method that the original owner used and entered it. Some of his bones banged against the stones but he didn't even flinch thinking that getting out of the cave was much easier than getting in. The interior wasn't much better but currently the only thing that mattered was that it was safe. This time around when he observed the cave with his eyes instead of his mental powers he noticed a small leather pouch lying at the end of the cave where he woke up. There were 2 small fruits and some tree bark near the leather pouch. He picked up one of the fruit and noticed it was smaller than the palm of his hand.

Sitting down on the ground he started to try and understand what was going on. There was just so much going on that he hadn't properly digested his grim situation. He started to put together all the information he had on hand and figure out what he was going to do.

No 1 He was no longer on planet Veylith or any nearby planet because his family had already checked and found that the planets were either inhabitable or had no intelligent life form. He feared to even think about what happened to his body and how his parents would react after hearing the news.

No 2 The body was no longer his own 6'3 body but that of a small child who had probably died. He had the memory of the owner of the body. The sad life of the boy made his heart ache. The poor little thing didn't even have a name. He was always called as Jinx or shooed away. And after he had the child's memory the small white ball in his consciousness no longer existed. It had merged with his mental power which stopped his mental power from deteriorating. The fusion had happened when he was receiving the memory which had caused him even more pain.

No 3 Regis no longer had his body but now in his consciousness. He had tried to contact Regis but all he heard was static noises. There was a small book in Regis' hand but right now Felix didn't have enough energy to care about it. He was afraid that what had happened before would happen again so he ignored it temporarily.

No 4 He probably had a beast shape which he could transform into. In this world every child could transform or have a beast shape before or at the age of 7. The original owner was a late bloomer due to malnourishment. He wanted to check out what his beast shape was but that was not his priority right now. Currently his body needed lots energy and rest. And for food he only and 2 fruits one of which had been half gnawed by the original owner. Taking a tentative bite of the fruit he almost spitted it out. Forcing himself to swallow the sour and bitter fruit he took a sip of the water from the leather bag. Felix really pitied the original owner the child had never had enough to eat. He was even thrown out to a dangerous place where his own family hoped he would die. He had managed to somehow survive in this dangerous place but right before he could transform and have a beast shape to have the ability to better survive he had died and someone else had used his body. But that was not all the original owner even had his consciousness accidently devoured by Felix. Even if he had fought and killed before Felix still felt like he was a monster who had hurt and killed a small and innocent child. A child who should have been protected by his family or a guardian. A child who should have had lots of love, care, guidance and should have grown into a healthy and happy adult. The only thing the child should have worried about was what to study next or whom to play with next. It hurt that the fate of the children in this world was so rough. Not only children but also adults who had to fight and hunt dinosaurs so that they have food to eat. The so called fruits and edible plants were not enough to feed them and did not provide them with enough energy at all. Sighing he stopped thinking about it. Taking one more bite he finished the bitter and sour fruit the original owner had been reluctant to eat even half of. While debating whether to eat the other fruit or leave it for tomorrow's breakfast he took one more sip of water hoping to wash out the strange taste of the fruit and decided to eat the remaining fruit in the morning.

He went to sleep hoping that when he woke up he would have enough energy to deal the big question of what to do next.