CHAPTER 3:

I finally decided to say it, "Oh dear god, my eyes, my eyes! I'm blind!" But instead of the shout in my manly man voice I had planned it to be, it came out as a hoarse whisper from the voice of a pre-pubescent little girl. Uh, am I in control of Mex already? I'll find out if I touch myself, geheheheheheheheheheheh *drools profusely in mind*. Wait, I don't need a second run-in with the UBI. Wait wait, if the UBI takes the fun out of everything... hmm... oh well.

"x... Hey Me... Mex are you okay?!"

I open my eyes to find a hulking man towering over me, and calling out to me.

"I... guess," is what I say in response to his calling, in an involuntary deadpan. Though, something's off about this guy...

It's the green skin and tusks isn't it?

This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there.

(SEAMLESS EXPOSITION) 

He looks to be an Ogran. They were designed to be one of, if not the, ugliest motherfuckers out there. I'm not being racist okay, even they admit it in the lore. Maybe it's the fact that they're ALL super beefcakes. Maybe it's the fact that they look like Hulk Hogan, a WoW orc, and a Japanese orc had a threesome, and the ugly meter was turned up all the way for the child... Who knows...?

(END OF SEAMLESS EXPOSITION... SEAMLESS...)

"Can you stand?" He asks.

"Uh, sure," I replied and tried to move. I failed. I tripped over my own tail when I hopped off the bed I was laying on, and fell to the cold, hard, merciless floor. Oh, I nearly for got to ask but, "Who are you?"

"Me?" asked the Hoga- I mean Ogran, "I'm the medic on the ship that got you out of prison." 

Wait, I went straight to prison? Don't I get a trial?

"No, no you don't get a trial. All people who have a bounty on their heads have been 'confirmed of their crimes', and thus don't get 'the right to be heard in a fair and just trial'," he starts mumbling, "Damned tyrants."

*Mental Gasp* He can read minds! More importantly, since when did I have a bounty? Moreover, how does he know my name?

"Man, that memory erasing procedure sure messed you up bad. You're gonna have to learn eveything from scratch, huh?"

"Such as?" I ask, still face down on the floor.

"Nevermind that, just get to the obstacle course and try to get used to moving your body again."

_- Quest -_

Jungle Gym:

Your memories have been wiped, and your movements have become awkward, reacclimate yourself with your body.

Rewards:

Starter gear, basic class and race skills, knowledge of the universe.

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