[Day of Lavos, 1999 AD]

The Apocalypse... was upon us.

A Lovecraftarian parasite from outer space woke up from it's millenary slumber, to almost completely wipe The Earth.

Originary from the year 65,000,000 B.C...

This monster was known as Lavos.

And as this vile creature was unleashing it's plan, you were in the middle of it, like any other.

You were doomed...

...Until a particularly small, yet brave creature noticed and crashed upon you, sending you with him onto a particularly mysterious black room, completely separate from the cataclysm that was going to happen.

After a brief silence, the brave little beastman spoke out, as he wielded a nice sword in one hand and a heroic cape on his back.

Why were you there!?

My name is Frog! (or Glenn, for the friends)