Your feet keep moving, running through the vast forest without direction, your back is wet with sweat, the wolves are still chasing you behind. Then suddenly you tripped and fell into the abyys, the wolf then stopped following you. When you turned around, you saw a man lying next to you, the blood from your feet dripped down his lips.

His eyes opened with a red flash "ah, it's been a long time since I tasted fresh blood" he sat down it looked like he had been asleep down here for quite a while.