The caped figure stared off into the rising sun. It's rays lighting their skin as their h/c locks rustled in the light wind. They glanced around as giant, humanoid creatures started to stir. The giants varied in size, bodies, expressions and even intelligence. Some were smiling like greedy men, others seemed frustrated. A few even looked sad or bored. They were also.. Naked. Somewhat. They didn't have parts. Just skin, muscle, and bone.
Said figure let out a sigh and mumbled to themselves before leaping down to a lower branch and crouched down. The young adult glanced into a forest filled with humongous trees, about eighty or so meters high.
The figure eyed the things before reaching into a pouch strapped over their shoulder. It was brown and basic with a flap covering the opening. After reaching inside, they pulled out a thick, leather-cover book. On the front lay the words, MEMORY BOOK, printed in gold. They flipped to a page near the middle and read through it.
To Do:
Hunt for food.
Kill nearby giants.
Write down tomorrow's To Do, Already Done, and Things to remember list.
Don't die today.
Already Done:
Collect Water.
Find extra fuel for wings.
Sharpen blades.
Not die.
Things to remember:
Your name is y/n l/n.
You have h/l, h/c hair.
Your skin tone is s/t.
Your eyes are e/c.
You don't like the giants.
You have no family.
You are nineteen years of age.
You can use the "Wings" expertly. At least you think so. Flip to the beginning if you can't remember how to use it or how to kill giants.
You have been out here for about three years, anything before that is forgotten.
You live in the tree you marked with a giant X on it.
You have amnesia.
This is your memory book.
Perfect. Everything was done yesterday. The person quickly shoved their book into the pouch. They looked back up, pulling up a teal hood over their head. They walked towards the base of the tree and grabbed metal gear hanging from protruding bark. Strapping on the harness and fixing it around their waist, the figure turned to the giants below and narrowed their eyes at them.
An excited grin then plastered upon their face. With that, they leapt from the large branch, and dove down, swords drawn out and ready to kill.
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Author's Note
Heya! I see you've made it this far into the book. Thanks for reading so far. I'm a newer author and this is my first public work. Some feedback would be gladly appreciated. Uh- dunno what else to say.
Anyways, thanks again for reading. As said in the description, this story doesn't exactly focus on love interests but you are definitely allowed to request some. I've said it before but thanks so much!
~uhoh
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