"FLAMETHROWER!" Jeff Mclagen shouted helplessly, arms flailing. Standing before him with the "monster arm" was the worlds greatest terminator-assasinator, Darren Creeps. Being former gladiater, he won every fight in the Collesuem. But, as he was getting older, he had lost a battle and was banished from the "Tribes of the Champions", and was going to be executed. Now he was on the run, and he wanted revenge. As people say, "Revenge is a dish best served cold…"
Pain. Confusion. Agony. Darren soon found himself engulfed in to a world of green. He had arrived at the Forbidden Forest, one of the most dangerous forests in history. Ferocious creatures prowled these grasslands no human has ventured into these forests and came out alive. Footsteps echoed behind him and he took one glance back. There was a slight hesitation, "Should I do this, should I not?" he thought with a burst of both in urgency and fear. Darren finally made up his mind, stared the dark forest deep in the eye, took one last glance to the sunlight, and ran.