《Experimental Wuxia Novel》Introduction 4
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A small, near hairless creature lay several meters from the base of a steep hill. It had blacked out for a moment after falling down from the plateau on the top of the massive pile of dirt. It might have been more than a simple moment though, considering the various scrapes and scratches that would have necessarily accumulated over the course of a full-on tumble down a rocky slope, as the type it had so recently experienced, had already healed into non-existence.
During the fall, the pain this creature was feeling was explainable; simple cause and effect. While flipping down the turfed surface, it experienced bouts of discomfort as it's head and torso slammed into the boulders and trees growing out of the steep decline. At some point the ground had given way, leaving it to fall directly into the waiting branches of a tree, some of the smallest of which had broken off and subsequently started following it on its journey to the bottom.
Now, with several of these small branches stacked behind it, the creature still feeling a dull ache in every part of it at once, despite the lack of remaining injuries, was somewhat less normal to it. Rather than attempt to do anything in this new environment it had found itself in, it decides to stay put and see if the situation got any worse or better before taking any actions.
Making a heroic effort, it manages to follow through for almost thirty-five seconds.
Pushing itself upright, the thing looks up at where it had fallen from. Thanks to the scree at the top of the grassy hill as it converted into a flat line of solid rock, which blended in near- perfectly with the stalks of dead and decaying plant matter, it had lost its footing and slid down the dew covered grass, leaving a slightly browned line to show the exact path it had taken from rock to rock, up until the ledge it had slid into the branches of the five meter tree growing in the shadow of the vertical rock face. The new vantage point revealed less total information, but it showed the effect of gravity on a body, and how much momentum a tree branch would take before breaking.
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Reaching behind it with it's tail, the creature wraps around a moderately sized branch, one it judged it would be able to carry around with minimal effort. Deciding right then and there that it would keep something around with it to test ground stability and catch itself when it fell, it begins to put its weight on the accidentally created staff to increase its mobility.
That was when it was interrupted by the appearance of the seventh human it had ever seen.
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