Prologue

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[Gliding across a vast ocean, you look up to see an island surrounded by fog. The moment the island is shown, a girl speaks.]

"This is Berk," the girl said. "It's twelve days north of Hopeless, and a few degrees south of Freezing to Death."

[You glide through the fog to see two giant Viking statues with fires burning in their mouths.]

"Though it's not where I originally come from. This is home and is located solidly on the Meridian of Misery."

[You go past the statues only to dive through a crashing wave and jump to a closer shot of the island. As you spin in a circular motion, you see several structures, houses, and a sheep farm.]

"My village. In a word, sturdy. And it's been here for nearly seven generations, but every single building is new. We have fishing, hunting, and a charming view of the sunsets."

[You land on two sheep grazing in the grass.]

"The only problems are the pests."

[A dragon carries one sheep away. The other resumes grazing.]

"You see, most places have mice or mosquitoes. We have..."

[A dragon fires at the screen as a door slams shut, a girl cowering behind it.]

"-dragons. Most people would leave, some have. But not us. We're Vikings. True Vikings. We have stubbornness issues..."

[Hiccup runs outdoors, where all the houses are on fire and Vikings are tussling with dragons all around.]

"My name's Liv, but most call me Hiccup. Great name, I know. But, it's not the worst. Parents believe a hideous name will frighten off gnomes and trolls. Like our charming Viking demeanor wouldn't do that."

[Hiccup is seen dodging several Vikings. A nearby explosion from the blast of a teal Gronkle causes him to trip...]

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