The probability of impossibility can’t be zero, else it never exists as an option in the first place. On this understanding, the impossible is still a probability, but at a minuscule number. Thus, this is how, such fact, indeed happens.

A clear forest of green and yellow trees, the gushing sound of a blue clear river with small round bright light moving about. A winged creature that resembles a bird flies over, but instead it has 6 eyes and 4 wings. 

With an adequate speed, it speared something out of the water with its sharp beak, piercing a 2 mouthed fish-like creature with flappers for legs.

A distant away from the river, a significantly old tree stands in the middle of a moderately open field. But something’s amiss from this bizarre forest, glossing its surface with reflection, seems to be kept in good condition, it sits under the said tree. It was a steel plated, well made and customized, robotic humanoid, seem to be not moving or functional.

“CHIRP, CHIRP!” the 4-winged bird creature swoops in the robot and start pecking around it.

The bird then sees a button around the robot’s arm, curiously spectating it, and moves in for a speedy peck. In that moment, a generating sound of machinery spinning could be heard, machine working and lit up. The robot is being revitalized.

“Ugh… what’s hitting me…” the robot suddenly spoke.

The robot slowly moved his arm, scaring the bird as it flew away from the scene. The robot tries to get up from leaning the tree.

“SYSTEM UNDER STARTUP, INITIATING PROTOCOL ‘LIBRITOR’ TO COMMENCE” A loud narrative sounded voice came out of the robot.

“What? What’s this weird voice in my head…” as the robot continues to sit upright from the tree behind him.

“BRAIN FUNCTION, ONLINE. BODY FUNCTION, ONLINE. CORE FUNCTION, FAILED. INITIATING VISION FUNCTION.” The voice continues to run calculating narratives.

Slowly, the robot’s eye lit up, blinking like a human would but digitally. In that moment, what was in front of the robot was a bird hanging upside down from the head of the robot to its eyes.

“AH! What’s is that!” The robot flails around as the bird flew away.

“What is this, that was weird, what protocol was initiated just now? Libritor?” the robot confusingly discussed with himself.

“Wait, why do I feel so heavy, is that the sound of gushing river? So many questions, better freshen up before I get ahead first.” The robot stood up as it drags itself towards the river.

“Ugh, why do I feel so heavy. My body feels like it’s light but I’m walking pretty slow…” The robot makes heavy steps to continue his walk to the river.

He took in the view around him with heavy confusion, but he ignored it. The robot kneels, washing his face and continues to look down. What he did not realize was what he looks like himself. A reflected cast of the robot itself, the robot completely lost its composure and gotten even more confused.

“What… What is this!? Why do I look like this!?” The robot screamed in confusion. His head was completely a robotic unit, digital displays for eyes, a mechanical face structure with no mouth.

“This is weird! I must be dreaming! Even my voice is all robot like! Think, think, what happened before…” The robot tries to recall his thoughts.

The robot tries very hard, focusing on his thoughts while walking around the surrounding. But after a few steps in, he looked confident.

“I have no idea! Not a speck of history, can’t recall anything…” the robot slowly silences himself.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN CAN’T RECALL!!?” the robot shouted. It was a complete failure as no memories was able to be recalled.

“Okay… okay… calm down, it’s not ordinary to have amnesia and get turned into a robot. Maybe this is truly one hell of a dream, I should wake up any moment now… any time now…” the robot comforting itself.

“Hmm… seems like that’s a no…”  the robot sigh as he sits down on a rock nearby the river.

The silent was what accompanied him, but not for long. While the robot continues to calm down, heavy thumping sound was heard not too far from the location.

“What? What was that?” the robot stood up as the sound gets closer.

“THUMP” the sound stopped its track, but the originator was right in front of the robot. A giant 2-meter-tall tusked boar like creature with heavy fur stood furiously as it sees the robot. With 6 red blooded eyes, sharp horns and horned legs, it was not a pleasant looking creature at all.