The Fairytale is not What it Seems now

I remember the day where my life as a normal human end. I walking from college when all of the sudden I fell into an endless void. I passed out. I woke up in a forrest. I got up and look at my surroundings. I saw a river near me. I look at myself. I changed so much. My medium brown hair have turned into a long black hair. My eyes have turned from black eyes with normal pupils to purple eyes with white starshaped pupils. My skin has turned from tan to pale. My face have freckles and I was wearing a black hoodie with some purple on the sleeves, a belt shapes like a mini corset, brown pants, and black boots that stop bellow my knees. And to top it all of, I have two black wings. I look beautiful to say atleast. I look at where I woke up. There's a fencing sword. It's like this world knows I can do fencing. I got up and pick up the sword. I saw that the corset belt has a little campartment for the sword. I don't know how to fly yet with these wings since I just woke up so I walk.