I was a young child when I was introduced to farm life in America. I was simply plowing along and minding my own business to the land. I found a box made of a reflective bronze with some kind of symbol on the front. I tried to open if with a crowbar but it would not budge. This was going to be harder than pulling out a weed from the flower garden. Eventually I call my uncle over to help me. We opened the box together and out came a strange black dog that looked like he was almost made of shadows. He shredded my uncle to around 70-100 pieces. I couldn't count them at the time as I had a ...shadow dog (Hellhound) attacking me at the moment. I grabbed out at a scythe that happened to be near me. It went straight to the shadowy dog.
Finally giving up on all hope and thinking that there was nothing else I would be able to do, I ducked under the dog as it jumped at me and I grabbed the cover of the box in which this beast was contained. I slammed it across the dogs' head and it actually made contact. After beating it with the cover a few more times it turned to dust. I took a few minutes to re-adjust myself and to gather some nearby fruits and vegetables for myslef after several minutes of pinching myself and general denial, I had found an answer. I was going insane dreaming about video-games. I pondered upon the dog more until I thought "I just beat the crap out of a dog that looks like he is from hell...wait.
Dog hell!No, no. Hell Dog! No, it needs to sound more... Hellhound, there's the ticket. I walk in search of an answer. Keeping the cover of the box near me in the event that more Hellhounds got hungry. I walk into a chamber eventually, unsurprisingly the first thing that came into my mind was discovering its name. At the end I saw a bronze suit of armor roughly the same color as the top of the box. A strange bronze. As I put on the suit it feels natural, like I was meant to be with it. Of course I still wanted a human. As I equip the armor onto my person I realize that there is a ballpoint pen to my right. A watch to my left. It seemed to have all the stars and plants on it. I tried to adjust it into the correct time, as I pressed the button it spun out into a shield (from the outer most part first) it had images of small man that created a campfire, A small bird being eaten by plants and ships. As it went more towards the center the engravings became smaller to the point where they were indiscernible.
I did not know what it meant. After running into a few Dracana and other hellhounds along with Some birds that looked suspiciously like the one in the engraving. One of the birds had cut me, badly across my shield arm. I later found a natural spring. I went into it and I had fallen asleep at the pond. Once I woke up I was 10 feet below water level and I did not have my cut anymore. The more surprising thing is that I was breathing underwater. I swam to the top and continued on my tread to the wilderness. Eventually I came across a small child around 5'2. He had a VERY large bag. I uncapped my pen as it was the sturdiest pointy thing I had. Little did I think it would turn into a sword. In the heat of the moment I threw it. Looking back at it now I realize it would have been smarter to approach him sword pen thing drawn out. Oh well, I threw my sword at the young man. He stumbled back and then I pushed him up with my shield. I pulled my sword from the tree and I pointed near him. I asked him three questions His name, his purpose, his reason for being there. He looked more shoked to see my person rather than my weapons.
He was unnervingly calm and I was not sure as to how I felt about that.