Klyde blinked rapidly as the early morning light spilled into the field. He yawned and looked around.

Klyde gasped loudly as he looked down at his...leaves?

Where are my hands? Wh-..what happened?

He stood up on wobbly feet...Er...roots...and looked around

He noticed a sleepy village just down the valley and began making the journey to discover how he came to be a homunculus.