He told me to meditate, meditate on reaching my inner self. Yeah, that worked out great; I really got to know myself. Only downside is I have a FREAKING MONSTER ON MY TAIL.

There's no way I can frickin beat this thing in a fight. It's two and half times as tall as me and probably eight times as strong!

Then there's the creepy mask it has on. 8 eyes? In the front?

That's not all! I just got up to walk away once I got bored meditating, and somehow magically changed into frickin white robes! I'm a jeans and t-shirt kinda guy, not something out of a fairy tale! And I'm in some sort of fake body, my real one—with jeans and a t-shirt—is still sitting and meditating!

Ugh…oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit it got me IT GOT ME.

Thrown against a couple boulders in this frickin "basement." If I was in my real body it woulda knocked me out cold. As it is I am conscious, but not moving real fast anytime soon.

It came in close, and opened its mouth.

Now I realize it. I am going to die. There is no way I should be dying yet—I'm only 16. I haven't even kissed a girl yet. I never got to try out for college soccer. I never saw any other country. I never learned what if felt like to fall in love.

FRICK. There's no way I'm dying just yet. This thing is.

Oh daym its breath smells like shit..

Uppercut! All that I have left goes into this punch…

..and it works! The monster creature goes flying at least 12 feet! And that's all that I see before I pass out.