by Spleen » Sun Oct 06, 2002 9:46 pm
Jex nodded. "I see. Other planes of existance...I'll have to look into that sometime. Maybe when I get back home, that is if this lead checks out. You see, I'm not from Gaera either...I'm from Infar, which is a faraway planet. Not as faraway as your home, but distant enough that I'm having a beeotch of a time getting back. See, a bunch of my friends and I were on a journey to rid Infar of the workings of a great evil. At least that was the main goal...oh, we each had our own reasons. Mikar Rax, our unofficial leader, was trying to discover his origins. I was trying to find my mother. Maximus was trying to be the "greatest swordsman ever" and whatnot. Ziraz was searching for this one particular magical staff that was supposed to be the most powerful in the world. Zeke was banished from his clan of ninja and was working to regain his honor. King was holding a MAJOR grudge with one of the generals of a dark army. Arkeen was avenging the lost of the forest. Alzar was...well, no one knew what the hell was up with Alzar. He was a former soldier in the dark army. Anyway, after we defeated the Hell Dragon, Ziraz used the Staff of Ancient Power to translate the Apocalypse Disk which told us where we could find the source of all the evils on Infar. Space, of course. Using my amazing skills, and with judicious help from my mother, I created a makeshift rocket. Zir made us all magical bubbles so we wouldn't die on the asteroid we were fighting on. Anyway, we won by a small margin but the asteroid was destroyed. Everyone else wound up back on Infar, safe in their bubbles, but I was thrown in the wrong direction, and now in a coma no less. I wound up 6 months later in a hospital in Riga and started my journey to find my way back home.