Luke was sitting in a comfy chair, across from the man that had told him he was the God of Meaning. Not knowing entirely what that meant but excited that he was in front of such a powerful person.

"So young Luke, I see that you want to have endless adventures with your pet and best friend Lysander? I can make this happen for you, if you are brave enough to face what a new planet could bring." The man spoke to Luke not by moving his mouth but somehow, he put what he wanted to say into his mind. The man's voice was smooth but yet very deep Luke found his voice very comforting.

Believing the way, the man talked to him was magic Luke got excited by the thought, what if he too could use magic and speak with Lysander? They would be an unstoppable duo! He thought to himself. He must accept the adventures granted by the god, he needed to see what a new world with magic could bring.

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When he awoke next, he did not find himself lying in his bed, but he was on a lush green patch of grass. He wiped at his eyes to help shake off the tiredness that weighed on him. After his eyes were fully opened, he quickly sat up and took in all of the massive trees around him with wide eyes. Just as he was about to turn around to get the full picture of the area he was in, something had pounced on him. Balling up his fists to get ready to fight the sneaky attacker he heard a voice.

"Luuukkee, itsss ssso nicccce to sssseee you!" It spoke to him as if it was a giant snake and drew out every 's' sound. Finally turning around he saw it was Lysander! Only this time he was much, much bigger. He looked like the size of a big dog.

He couldn't help but try so he focused on Lysander and said, "It's good seeing you too, buddy." It must've worked because Lysander put his head down expecting head scratches. After giving into the big lizards wishes, Luke thought to him "Let's go start this adventure!"