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Richard awoke. He looked around. He was in a room of some form. He thought about how he got here, or even who he was. He was stumped. The only thing he remembered was his name. He stared at himself. He was naked. Good thing the room's door was closed. He finally rested his eyes upon a wardrobe of some kind. He opened it, and saw his clothes. He put them on, and looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a white t-shirt, as well as blue jeans. Suddenly, he saw something next to the mirror. It was a spear, with a strap attached to it. He strapped it to his back, not knowing what dangers he would encounter. Not seeing anything else in the room, he walked through the door.

The sun practically blinded him, and the heat immediately set in. Wherever he was, it was really, really hot! He finally adjusted to the sunlight, and discovered that he was in the middle of a marketplace. With no money, he could not buy anything, but he browsed around anyways. He suddenly realized that he was standing out quite a bit. The locals seemed to be mainly lizardmen, and no one was dressed like he was. Feeling suddenly self-conscious, he wandered off, trying to find some answer to his most important question - Where was he?

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Inside his mansion on the desert planet, Fiamar was bored as his servants rushed around to try to please him. All of them knew what he was like when he was bored, and usually the nearest person to him died. However, today, he wanted to kill some locals. That always cheered him up. He teleported into the village, near the market. The crowd scattered when they saw him. However, a little child, not knowing how violent Fiamar could be, came out of his home, and stared at him. Fiamar smiled, approached the little boy, and crushed his head in with his flail. The father of the child rushed towards him, but all Fiamar had to do was send a blast of fire towards the big lizard, and all that remained were ashes. He then noticed that the mother had fainted. He swung his flail, and crushed her skull. He laughed maniacally.