Where am I ?

                                    "A seemingly peaceful day isn’t it?"  Said Nono to himself. He was just returning from a gym workout session. Nono was a workout and fitness fanatic.
He was a careless, clueless young man who loved his peaceful and silent daily life. Nono lived alone and his daily routine included basics like his part time job, studies, gym workouts, playing video games and reading various books.
He was not too intelligent but not too dumb to be fooled easily. He had a friendly nature and average humor due to which he had quiet a good amount of genuine friends majority of which were girls. While returning from the fitness center, suddenly a huge crack appeared on the path in front of him.
It was around six p.m. so not even the street dogs were roaming around in the isolated alley where Nono stood confidently looking at the crack. He was curious at the same time he was on guard because he valued his life like everyone, but as everyone knows curiosity got the better of him.
 He went to checkout the growing crack on the earth surface. He looked down, let his gym bag slide off his shoulder.
 He could see utter darkness. He stuttered and all of a sudden saw too red spots looking at him parallelly. For a sec he felt hypnotized and the growing cracked was eating the piece of earth beneath his feet. Nono could not do anything as he feel into the eternal darkness of the cliff.

                              Nono was thinking, if only he had one extra day of this life he would have enjoyed in to the fullest. He sliently closed his eye without making a ruckus. Almost half and hour later Nono opened his eyes. Bright sunlight was blinding his eyes.
“What is happening to me right now, I was definetly falling in the crack.” This was the only question he asked himself continuously.
“Is this after life? No probably not.” As he said these words a sound started speaking in Nono’s head.

Voice - “ Successful transfer, successful transfer of the subject.”

Nono-  “ What the hell is happening to me what is this voice.”

Voice – “ I am the creator and administrator, also your saviour for the extra credit.”

Nono – “ So where am I what should I do now.”

Voice – “ You are in a different world, what you do is up to you.”

Nono – “ Why am I here? Can I go back?”

Voice – “ Cannot answer the question!, but as you were transferred here you will receive a bit of support from me. Looking forward to your adventure, hahaha!”

Nono – “what a demonic laugh. Sigh! What should I do now. Creator said I will receive some support where is it?”

Suddenly a gaint flash of light appear in front of Nono. ??? what is this the support. Enthusiatically Nono reached out his hand towards the light, he pulled out a single piece of paper. The paper had quiet a few thing written on it. It was a weird language but Nono could understand it, more or less.

 SOUL PAPER

User – Nono Jackson

Strength – Depends

Speed – Depends

MP – depends

Abilities – Believer { zero to deity level}

Basic skills – Translations, language, Heightened senses.

Nono read the paper and did not understand a thing. All columns had the word ‘DEPENDS’ he thought this was a joke. One thing he observed was that his vision and other senses were heightened. Also he found that the paper used to disappear when he wanted to it to disappear,
In a sudden he was teleported to a town and

BOOM! BOOM!

A small 700 square feet magical art gym was popped out of nowhere, on the out skirts of the town.
Nono was dumbfounded. This was happening way to fast for him to understand.

He was confused. He heard the voice in his head for the last time saying " This Gym is for you to use, do what you want to survive, This world has magic and and fantasy elements. You won't be getting any system because you are not the MC. Adios!"

VROOM!

Just like that the creator left Nono in the middle of the town with a single piece of paper a strange ability and a 700 square feet magic arts gym. 
"WOW what a great start." thought Nono, who was annoyed and full of questions which will uncover in the glorious times to come. ...........

                                       END OF CHAPTER 1