Prologue
"It's okay to cry. But you shouldn't, because I'll always be with you. I'll visit sometime!" said our furry hero. He waved to Popka and the Priestess, and vanished without a trace. The Priestess shed a tear of joy.
Within the void, he fell to his knees and began to cry.
"It's okay to cry..." he said, sobbing.
Our hero's name is Klonoa. He is a Dream Traveler; one chosen to go from one dream to the next, when summoned by those in need. He wears blue shorts, a matching blue T-shirt with an enormous zipper, yellow gloves, and loose-fitting red sneakers. He also dons a hat with the likeness of his favorite video game hero on it -- Pac-Man. He stands 4 feet tall, has big, floppy ears, and carries a Magic Ring that he's had ever since he can remember. The ring has an emerald grafted into its band. He's a cat; or so his friends thought. The fur seemed to be the only evidence they had for that argument. But not even Klonoa knows what he is.
"WHY AM I HERE?" Klonoa shouted at the top of his lungs, sitting back against an invisible wall, knees in his face, still crying. "It's the same every time. I enter a dream, save their world, then leave! I lose all of my friends. I have no home!" he yelled.