Chapter 01: 目覚めたら異世界

To try and nudge some logic as why I was on this white sandy beach, I tried to recall what has occurred prior to this scenario.

As I recall I was a secondary teacher from a school in a public school teaching Social Studies in that certain small country in the east.

I did not hate or like being a teacher, for me it was just a form of survival.

After all for some, work is not a matter of choice but a necessity. As that small country was family oriented by nature, it had its focus more on providing for our immediate family, than being happy with what we are actually doing in our career; we tend to choose work for the benefits of it, the money we procure for our daily necessities.

Some of us however may have enjoyed their work and provide for their family at the same time, but for me the count was just a minority.

At least, all those stated above are just my biased prejudice with the work and educational system there in that small country to the east.

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Today was nothing more but the ordinary... Woke up early so that I can go to work early like the usual thing I have been doing. Taught the subject loads that were given to me to the students, I then check their works, rate their works and performances, and recorded their progress in the class record.

Just like my daily normal routine, my life is the absolute incarnation of NORMAL.

In the afternoon after classes has ended, I went home like usual.

I did the recording at home since I hardly have time to do it in school, and after recording all the needed data for my class record for the day, I decided to sleep early, I wanted to watch a few animes to recover my stress but today my body was just too tired and my eyes were to droopy to stick it on the lighted screen.

"That's all for tonight, I guess" I said out loud as I stretched my arms and reached for my bed without removing my clothes.

And finally waited for my eyes to normally shut itself.

*tzuuuuuuuuu

'oohhh!!! here it is'

It was the feeling of being sucked in the darkness deep in the consciousness; I liked this feeling like being dragged to the abyss. When I am stressed this usually happens, it is scary but at the same fulfilling. It should stop at some point though. but....

'Ha?' it was longer this time... and for some reason I can see my arms in front of me....

Normally it was just a slip in the consciousness but for some reason it was now a lucid dream...

The new development did not stop there...

*thud...

I seem to have bumped my head into something...that something was a gigantic ship... floating in the darkness... I should not have been able to see it, I mean darkness should not allow light to press through yet I was visible to myself and the ship was visible to me as well.

It was turning...

"Wait! Stop…!" I involuntarily shouted it was turning dangerously and it looks like my head was going to be the victim.

"Ahhh!"

Then I woke up.

"Finally that was scary dream." yup scary indeed. Had I not woken up I wonder if I could have died in the dream, I often read it on some articles from the net that some people die when they get killed while sleeping stressed.

???

"...Or did I really die and finally went to heaven?"

This led me to where I was at the beginning.

And now I was fully awake, I was not in my room... I was not even in my house... I don't even think that I was in my neighborhood...

I surveyed the area and rubbed my eyes a couple of times to dispel the illusion that I am currently seeing.

But, it was to no avail... the scenery in front of me was definitely a white sandy beach, something I had only seen on the television as luxury Vacation Island.

Well, aside from the fact that I have partial amnesia, I was now in this luxurious island.

"I don't think my parents had suddenly gotten rich and secretly dosed me with sleeping pills (drugs that had side effects like partial amnesia) and transported me to that beach with white sandy beach..." I said out load laughing, but the thought passed immediately.

"The other logical explanation would be is that I am still in the state of LUCID Dreaming. It is the state in where the person dreaming is relatively aware that he or she is dreaming..." (Who am I even talking to?)

To assess that theory:

I smelled the sea breeze, felt the sands in my hand dipped my hands in the clear blue sea and tasted the salty water. Right, if this were a dream it was pretty well made... I could sense with all my five sense.

"The last test is..." I readied myself and...

*slap

"Ouchhhhhh!" That hurt! I had slapped my cheeks with enough force to get other people to smack me if I did it with them.

"Okay this is no dream, so did my parent really became rich, dosed me, and transported me to that vacation place with white sandy beach!?"

One of the traits of that small country in the southeast is the ability to joke around even in extreme predicament, and this time it was running in full throttle.