Hero's Diary: Day 1, Part 5
10/12/01 at 23:30 EST

I decided to go talk to the bratty girl. It wasn't much of a decision; she was the only person on the entire space platform. There was also a penguin standing in front of a dilapidated shack, but I didn't like the way it stared at me with those lifeless, beady eyes it had, and I figured talking to a penguin wouldn't teach me anything I didn't already know.

I didn't exactly talk to the bratty girl, either. As I drew close enough for her to notice me, she exploded into a mess of words, complaining about how I sleep too much and how I'm "more feeble and timid in person", whatever that's supposed to mean. She talked a lot about a lot of things I didn't listen to.

"You need to train!" she cried, holding her fist to the sky - or stars, I suppose. I continued to stare at her; a response she wasn't satisfied with. "You're a wimp!" she continued. "You can't save the world if you're such a weakling! Darkdeath Evilman knocked you dead with one swipe! How pathetic is that!?" She was staring me down, despite being of smaller stature. She demanded an answer.

"That's not true! That's not true at all!" That response wasn't from my voice. I turned around to see who had discourteously barged into the conversation.

It was the man I saw die earlier. Just what the hell has happened?

"Darkdeath Evilman didn't knock him out," the man continued, folding his arms. "When he tried to run away from Darkdeath Evilman, he tripped and hit his head on a rock, remember? That's what knocked him out!"

I shouldn't have asked what the hell happened.
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