Rin Wolfe knew this day had to come. It was his destiny, or so he chose to believe, and he was going to enjoy every last minute of it. He picked up the fluttering little creature and rested it on the desk. "There you go little guy," he said softly coaxing it out of his broken eggshell. Rin was only 14 and he created life, an entirely new creature. This little one was called a "Rintigale."