The wind blew through my face as I plummeted down to another world. I crash into trees as each tree branch whacks my face. Finally, I landed, face flat, on the ground of this world. Trees surrounded me as I step onto tree branches and leaves. My scarf follows the path of the wind as I passed through an infinite path of trees. I guess I should climb one of those trees, I thought.
I ran towards a viney tree and jumped onto its vines to use as a ladder. But the vines, instead, entangled my legs onto the tree as a stick falls off nearby me. I use the stick to cut myself off the tree as I hear it roar in pain. I try to escape but the tree grabs my left arm and infects it. Tree bark spreads onto my shoulder, then to my arm and side. Darkness then fills my vision as I passed out.
Tree branches slapped my face as I slowly returned to my consciousness. Trees surrounded me as I lay in the middle, unknowing of what was happening. Then one of the trees mumble, "You must help us. Our land is in danger. Unknown clouds are coming forth and we need your help. The World Tree will die if you don't. We are in grave danger."
I replied, "But what can I do? I'm just a human." "You will be the hero. We made you a sword for you." "What about the infection you gave me?" "Don't mind it. You need to save us. It is very important. Now, go. Other trees shall train you."
As the years passed, the old trees trained me as the infection spread through my body. The infection doesn't make me stiff, though, but I guess I'll be a tree man for looking like one. The clouds have traveled closer to the world tree as its leaves start to fall. I pull out my enchant sword and jump through the treetops. The trees rise up high to the dark clouds. Thunder bellows from them as the wind becomes harsh.
It's time for me to be the hero of this world. I raise my sword up high as I chant magic at the clouds. It's my time to save the World Tree for my name is Troskul, the hero!