You wake up on a tropical island. Or so it seems. Armed with only a bow, you search the beautiful and peaceful landscape for a way home. However, a part of you wants to stay. For be careful, my little one. At night creatures from mythical stories come to life. Trapped with nowhere to go, you run to a different land of the same land. You find a cave to rest for the night. This is no ordinary mountain you found. This mountain is taller than any other. Slowly, lava drips down from the sides of the peering hole. You go on to find a snowland from stories never told. You shiver. You walk into a very warm place suddenly, with tropical fruits and trees galore. However, these mythical creaturs thrive in this environment and with come for you. So run little one. Run.