Klutzy Ninja Kitty
The Fluffy Awwwsassin
You have been chosen.
He was lying flat on his back when he awoke, but quickly bolted up to a sitting position. He could faintly recall hearing a voice echo in his head--a voice he didn't recognize--telling him that he had been chosen. Chosen for what? What a strange dream...
Glancing around, the young demon Kozel was shocked. He was in a place he didn't recognize at all. This had happened to him before, years ago when he woke up in a forest outside of the Peace Kingdom, but it was different this time. Unlike last time, Kozel still had his memories when he awoke. He remembered his life as a slave at the Peace Kingdom, and remembered that he had gone to sleep in the cell block where all the other slaves were kept. So how had he ended up in such a strange place?
The blond demon looked around at the foreign chrome wonderland, observing the strange lights that hung from the ceiling, the weird moving picture screens, and lastly the floor--which seemed to be made of a material he couldn't recognize. The next thing he observed was himself. The floor was so shiny when he looked at it that he could see his reflection in it. He was quickly surprised to see his demon horns had grown back. Hadn't he just cut them off last night?
Standing up, Kozel decided he would get to the bottom of this. "Hello!" he called, scanning the area with his gold eyes. "Is anyone around? Where am I? What the heck is his place?" The demon wondered if he had been kidnapped and was being held in the dungeon of some strange, new place who wanted to go to war with the Peace Kingdom.
As he opened his mouth to call out for someone again, the demon realized he was holding something in his hand. It was an envelope. He quickly tore it open, taking out a letter and invitation to participate in Character Battle. The demon didn't know that though, scowling in frustration because he didn't know how to read. He crumbled the paper up and threw it. "Very funny," he mumbled, starting to wonder if someone was trying to play a joke on him. Sighing, he started to wander around looking for for someone who might be able to tell him what was going on.
He was lying flat on his back when he awoke, but quickly bolted up to a sitting position. He could faintly recall hearing a voice echo in his head--a voice he didn't recognize--telling him that he had been chosen. Chosen for what? What a strange dream...
Glancing around, the young demon Kozel was shocked. He was in a place he didn't recognize at all. This had happened to him before, years ago when he woke up in a forest outside of the Peace Kingdom, but it was different this time. Unlike last time, Kozel still had his memories when he awoke. He remembered his life as a slave at the Peace Kingdom, and remembered that he had gone to sleep in the cell block where all the other slaves were kept. So how had he ended up in such a strange place?
The blond demon looked around at the foreign chrome wonderland, observing the strange lights that hung from the ceiling, the weird moving picture screens, and lastly the floor--which seemed to be made of a material he couldn't recognize. The next thing he observed was himself. The floor was so shiny when he looked at it that he could see his reflection in it. He was quickly surprised to see his demon horns had grown back. Hadn't he just cut them off last night?
Standing up, Kozel decided he would get to the bottom of this. "Hello!" he called, scanning the area with his gold eyes. "Is anyone around? Where am I? What the heck is his place?" The demon wondered if he had been kidnapped and was being held in the dungeon of some strange, new place who wanted to go to war with the Peace Kingdom.
As he opened his mouth to call out for someone again, the demon realized he was holding something in his hand. It was an envelope. He quickly tore it open, taking out a letter and invitation to participate in Character Battle. The demon didn't know that though, scowling in frustration because he didn't know how to read. He crumbled the paper up and threw it. "Very funny," he mumbled, starting to wonder if someone was trying to play a joke on him. Sighing, he started to wander around looking for for someone who might be able to tell him what was going on.