All I could see was black. All I could feel was cold. All I could taste was dry air. Then, I opened my eyes.

I was on my back on the ground. Looking up at a sky covered in gray clouds. I was wearing something strange. Black pants, black boots, a black shirt with green butterfly decorations, and a green butterfly themed cape. "This is weird. I don't usually wear things like this. Or do I? I don't know," I said to myself. I stood up and saw something unsettling. Skeletons. Skeletons as far as the eye could see. "What the hell? What happened here? Who are these people?" I asked. But no one was around to answer me. I walked over to the closest skeleton. It was wearing a brown trench coat. It was holding a picture too. I picked up the picture and saw three guys. A man with blonde hair and big black wings. A guy in a brown trench coat-must be the skeleton. And a teen boy in a baggy sweater who didn't seem to enjoy being in the picture. I felt a sense of familiarity in the picture. I put the picture in my pocket. I walked across the place I decided to call the Field of Lost Souls.

After I don't know how long I felt hungry. "I need food," I said to myself. I looked around for possible food but didn't find anything. I kept walking.

After walking for a bit longer I saw a pig. I looked around for something to help me get food from it. I saw a sword in one skeleton's hand. I picked it up and ran up to the pig. I killed it. "Not even one day in this desolate world and I already killed something. Damn," I said to myself "Now how do I eat this?". I sighed and decided to see if I could start a fire. I picked some dry grass and found rocks that I put in a circle. I found sticks and put them and the dry grass in the circle of rocks. I grabbed two extra rocks and and repeatedly struck them together. Sparks flew and a fire started blazing. "Holy shit. I started my first fire. Damn," I said. I started cooking the pig. Slowly but surely I cooked it and ate it. "My first meal. Wait. No that can't be my first meal. I would already be dead if that was my first meal ever. But I don't remember any times I've had a meal before. Wait. I don't even remember....my name," I said. After putting some leftovers of cooked pig in my pocket I stood up and kept walking.

After walking for a while I came across a city. A ruined city. But still a city. Maybe i'll find people who aren't skeletons there.

I walked into the city and couldn't find anyone. Just ruins, a ripped flag, and a statue of the guy in the brown trench coat in the picture I picked up. "Wait. I feel like. I remember him. Somehow. Wilbur," I said. I touched the statue's cheek and the head fell apart. I continued walking through the city.

As I walked I saw butterflies flying around me. "Hi there. I guess you like my outfit. Maybe i'm your friend. I just don't remember it," I said "Or my name,". I continued walking until I found a big building that was only a small bit in tact.

I walked into the building and saw three photos in the hallway. One of them had the name Wilbur under it. "Wilbur," I whispered. I saw the next photo I saw the name JSchlatt under it. "He does not look nice," I said. Under the third photo I saw the name Tubbo. "He looks nice," I said. I continued looking around but didn't know why. Maybe to find some other people. But it was futile. Nobody. "What happened? And why don't I remember?" I asked.