Just as he grabbed the hilt, there was a flash of light like electricity, and something came out of sword and rushed for his forehead. He panicked and tried to leap away but his hands were stuck. As he watched in trepidation the light touched his forehead, but he did not feel any pain.
Oddly he felt like there was something speaking in his mind. He tried to focus and closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in cloud of maelstrom with stars twinkling around and shadowy figure ahead. He tried calling out but heard no response. He lifted his feet only to discover no sold ground beneath him. He fell backward on his butt. Even though nothing was beneath him it felt like he was walking on air.
He hesitantly took a step forward, then another and then another. He kept walking but it did not seem to shorten the distance. After walking for what seemed like an eternity, he finally could see outline of the shadowy figure. Slowly the figure became clearer. It was a middle-aged man with rough build and greyed temple hairs. He stood around 8 feet tall with his biceps as wide as his shoulders. He seemed so small in front of him.
He called out to the person asking Hello who are you? Where am i?
But no response. He got irritated after calling for some time and said old man who are You and where is this? After receiving no response, he angrily tried to reach out and kick him.
His foot stopped moving just an inch away from the man's knee as he could not reach anything more than that with his small build. The mans eyes snapped open. It felt like his eyes contained a world within and could see through everything. He felt naked, funnily enough he already was which was how he grew up only now he was without any fur to protect him from cold.
He felt naked as if the man could see and read everything about him, about his past.
Amazing, I never thought I could see such a miracle in this small world. How fascinating, I wonder what will become of you if I give a push. The middle-aged man whispered but it felt like his eardrums will burst.
Slow down old man, I will die like this.
Ahh sorry, My bad. I forgot I am in lower word. Hmm not even a lower world or maybe something better than that. I still cannot see its depths.
What is a lower world?
You cannot understand those things yet. Tell me are you a wolf or a human. As if he already knew about his past.
I am obviously a wolf.
But you have the body of human, how can you be a wolf?
The question stumped him. He did not know how to answer. He was a wolf but now he had a body of human.
Do you want to know about your family. What happened to them.
What. You know what happened to my family. How do you know, tell me how they are. Are they worried about me.
Sigh. Boy prepare yourself. What I am going to show you will not be easy to handle for someone of your age. Even people much older than you can hardly get out.
The man waved his hand across as if that would tell him something. Slowly the air in distance started morphing and taking shape of a picture. It showed mountains and there was a ruin surrounded by dense foliage.
The boy was surprised with the man's means but soon he focused on the ruins in the image. He seemed to recall this was the place where he came with the old wolf. But what he saw next shocked him to core.
There were no wolves in place. The place was mottled with red, with blood. There were carcasses strewn across the ruin. He tried to find his family he found none. He had inkling of thought what might have happened, but his brain refused to process that thought.