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This is the story of how I, Maxwell Zuki, became such an amazing hero... just kidding. I'm actually really bad at my job. I always need the Sailor Guardians... but anyways...

It all started at Mugen Academy...

"Max!" Miki, one of my best and only friends yelled. I was doing quite the dare and I find it nice that a friend was worried for me.

"He's gonna fall!" Sarah, one of my upperclassmen, yelled.

I was basically upside-down tightroping...

"If you die..." I don't even know who's talking. "I'm gonna kill you."

"Oh Zuki-kun," I heard Wendy, another one of my classmates, say to me. "Please be safe."

I made it to the other side and much applause was heard. But as I was getting down, someone knocked over the ladder.

And I went out like a candle flame.

I had something like a dream while I was in the coma. Something that I may never know...

"Max..." a voice called to me in my dream.

"Who's there?" I asked. I couldn't see anything.

"You... it is destined... you are the one..."

"I'm sorry, but what do you mean I am the one?"

"All will be revealed... when the princess descends..."

"Princess? What princess?"

I ran to where the voice had come from, but all I found was some watch.

"Well this is pretty stupid," I told myself. "I'm dreaming, aren't I? Watches can't talk."

But little did I know what the true source was... I still don't know today.

When I woke up, I found I was wearing the said watch around my wrist and I panicked.

Even though I should've been in the hospital, I was in my room, at home...

And danger was outside.

And the watch was acting weird.

It was setting the time to something in binary code.

"T-I-M-E-_-T-O-_-T-R-A-N-S-F-O-R-M" I read. "What? I must be seeing things... It can't be telling me to-" It then spelled out a transformation phrase...

"Fine... it's worth a shot... Lotus Crystal, Activate!"

And just like that, I became a tuxedo-wearing idiot.

Since then, I have been taking my life seriously and have become quire respectable.

All thanks to that dare I guess...

Or maybe the whole time... there was something bigger going on...

But will I ever really know?

I have no idea.

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