You were a monster on (whatever) planet. Life was fun, and a bore at the same time. You would pretend to scare people, even though you were harmless. Well-not harmless. You were a monster. You could cause as much damage and pain as you wanted. But would you? Maybe.

The people on your planet had enough of your tricks. They ambushed you. And left you. Clinging onto life. Your breathing shallow, and your body, broken. You thought all hope was lost as your eyes closed but little did you know. Soon, you would be saved.

Hours later. You woke up. Your limbs hurt, but were..Bandaged..? You looked around. You were in a white ship. Your gaze landed on a tall figure in the pilot seat. He drove the space ship. He spun the chair around, facing you. He had a white suit, with a cape. The inside of the cape was black and had stars. He had dark purple skin, with white shiny hair, black pupils, and golden shoulder pads.

“Hm, so your awake? You were pretty mess up. Wha happened~?”

He asked, a mix of amusement and curiosity twinkled in his dark gaze. His fingers drumming against the armrest of his seat. You looked up, your body hurt with your wounds.