Quest of Insanity

You know that feeling you get, the "I rule the world", and all that shit...

Well I do and it sucks, because it got me here, in the middle of nowhere, standing in front of a giant bear-sized wolf....

Oh don't you just hate it when your conscience goes "I told you so, but did you listen? Nooooo, you had to go off all half cocked, like you own the world." Damn conscience, damn instincts, and damn you father! That's why I'm here, my father sent me out on a quest, no clue what it is for, but at the time I felt invincible, my sugar rush insanity is definitely not the best frame of mind to be making choices in.

So here I am, in the middle of nowhere facing off with a growling bear-sized wolf, saying "Nice doggy, Nice doggy" and slowly backing away, and thinking how much worse could it get?

The answer, a lot worse.