Worldly Tales: Azure Knight

'What in the world? Where am I?' he thought as he rose form the scratchy hay sack he was laying on. He sat up with a splitting headache as he tried to remember how he got here.

Memories of the previous night suddenly came rushing back as he remembered reaching his front door and trying to unlock it. he had just had what he could arguably say was the worst day of his life. His memories suddenly cut off as he last remembered opening the door of his apartment before everything turned to darkness.

Belpha looked around the place he was in and noticed that it was an ordinary barn where hay and animals were kept. As he was looking around, he noticed his shirt was uncomfortably sticking to his chest. He looked down only to notice in horror that his shirt, which was different from the one he remembered wearing, was split diagonally and was soaked in crimson blood.

Luckily he had no injury, or at least that is what it felt like, but he further noticed that his skin had a considerable tan compared to his previous skin tone.

"Just what is going... on" he said out loud before pausing as he noticed that he could not recognise the language he was speaking.

Where was he? Why did someone try to kill him?