"Are you absolutely sure you want to become a fighter, Ozone?"
"Absolutely, and I'm fully aware of all the risks."
"Alright then, Ozone..."
Huh?
"If you're absolutely sure, head to the portal on your right. It will transport you to the grand-mothership, where the rest of the fighters are."
"The grand-mothership?"
"Yes, the grand-mothership. Once you step through the portal, you won't be able to return. It's a one-way trip."
Oh, ok then.
I turn to my right and I see a large, light blue portal. A spiralling cluster of energy inside, it's kind of hypnotising.
"A one-way trip..." I mutter to myself.
"You can turn around and leave while you can, Ozone." The 'receptionist' told me "You can always come back later, or never if you don't want to."
I turn back to him.
"If I didn't want to become a fighter, then I wouldn't have come here in the first place. Besides, I've been wanting to do this for years, I am not turning back."
"Very well, enter the portal when you're ready."
When I was 8, I heard about these fighters, how powerful they looked, from the big and bulky ones to the small and swift ones. All the weapons, gadgets, and even them massive vehicles they used caught my interest a lot.
My father told me that I can become a fighter when I'm old enough.
Well, here I am, finally able to do so.
I walk up to the portal, took a deep breath...
And stepped in.