Prologue
The last time you heard from me, I was flying into a keyhole shaped black hole, all the while questioning whether I would live or not. You may be surprised, though not more surprised then me, that I actually survived that catastrophic experience. Actually, I ended up on the strangest world. 'Strange how?' You ask? For one, I ran into some sort of black and red, spiky, talking animal while I was walking through a swamp land infested with gun wielding robots who had an intent to kill. For two, those gun wielding robots had now surrounded myself and the spiky guy. I sure hoped that this little guy was as tough as he looked.