“Where am I? The island? Right, Rockwell… ugh! Well now I need to adventure through the ARK! Now to get farming!” *trips on branch* what a- *looks up seeing a thyla, staring down on me* “hey… that’s absolutely not horrifically scary!” *a snail glides over the ground, without a care in the world* “you’ll be my pet!” I scream, as I run away into the sun set with my achatina under my arm… adventure awaits!!! *under the night, a man in golden armor and a royalty colored cape walk up to a bit of a yellow raincoat on the muddy ground* “send me the Wolves!” A pack of dire wolves walk up to the man. He lets them smell the bit of clothing, before they start chasing after the owner of the clothes…