Well, we're leaving for Arrowhead soon. Bobby said that where Oklyon is. That filthy, scumbag.

See, Oklyon is the one responsible for my being here. He killed my best friend to get to me, because he wants to be King. The power goes to his head and all that crap. I hate him sooooo much!!

I think Katrina's a bit irked at me. Wait...SHE ALWAYS IS! Go figure. I don't know what she has against me. I didn't ASK to be king of this place! I just wanted to get out! Well, kill Oklyon, THEN get out.

Well, Bobby's calling me, I think I have to go help pack. We're leaving in the morning.

I'll post on here as often as I can...

Wow...

Ok, so I finally got back to a computer. It feels like it's been YEARS...wait...it HAS been years. Stupid Oklyon. This might be a tad confusing for you who don't know me (oh, don't worry, you will soon), but I'll explain it all as we go along.

See, I'm king. No, I'm not egotistical, I'm seriously a king. And I'm 14. I know for SURE you think I'm crazy, but that's not the case. You see, I rule this place called Nastimus. None of you have ever been there (well, you might have. I doubt it though). It's a realm, a far away place where the laws of science don't necessarily apply like they do on Earth. There are 13 of these Realms.

Anywho, I'll tell you all about who I got here, and all my friends later. Right now, it's dinner time, and I can't TELL you how much I've been craving a hamburger since I left this planet...

James

PS. Oh, by the way, my two friends, Bobby and Katrina will be posting here occasionally too.