Lance is a humble human oh and did I forget that he has healing powers. He was kidnapped by some merchants and was brought to a planet that is mainly jungle. He has lived here ever since he was 14. He was gathering berries when he spots a group of g...
Lance POV Hi I'm how do I start this I'm guessing introduction. Well I'm Lance I don't have a last name anymore since my parents.....
That's something I don't wanna talk about anywho I live in a forest after some Sloan merchants kidnapped for slavery at age 14. I escaped the next day those aliens were literal drunks and were always tipsy. But before I did I released these galra kids and adults which I've never got there name's but I told them mine. I even felt comfortable enough to let them see my healing magic. Which at first the old lady was shocked then cried a thank you because at that time her son and daughter were very ill.
After that I grabbed a pod and landed. Here it's not that bad I've learned other magic like ice and water,fire,life and darkness. I even learned teleportation and levitation it's really handy. I live in a tree well let me repeat the tree of the jungle it's the oldest and strongest tree. It's pretty big I put a spell where it looks small on the outside but it's huge on the inside.
Here's the living room
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The kitchen and dinning Tabel
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And my bedroom
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Like I said it's pretty big and cozy at the same time, I love it. I realize while thinking that I need more berries so I grabbed my spear and my basket and set off for some more berries. I walked out and past some stream and big stream until I reached the mother load of berries it was beautiful. I started picking and had a half ful basket until I heard something. I past the bushes and saw a group of galra here one adult one that looked like a grandma .
