CHAPTER ONE
I renn into my place to find a little green man staring at my wallpaper. It looks like he took a default avatar and ran half the sliders as far as they could go. He’s about as short as an avie can be and his ears are so pointed they reach as far as the back of his bald head. He’s green like the skin of a lime, wearing what looks to be clothes from the wardrobe you start with—a yellow shirt, red pants, and basic brown boots.
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