[b][Monster][/b]
The feeling of defeat. The itching pain that looms in the back of your mind, that you have failed. The honor lost, after having promised your success. That was what the monster was feeling after it's defeat from the untrained warriors who had so easily defeated it after it's years of training. They mocked it, sat on it, and examined it's very being... as if he were already dead. It felt ashamed, violated, and worthless. It had failed it's mission after so many years of training, after completing various trials, and finally receiving permission from the overlords.

[i]The overlords.[/i] the monster thought to itself... [i]What will they think of me, giving up like I am? No! I must push on! I must retreat, and prove I can become stronger, and prove my worth once again![/i] the creature stirred slowly after the battle, until eventually opening up a portal with the last of it's strength, and escaping through it to his own dimension. [i]I will be back human-beings, I will prove to be a worthy opponent to you. But fear the day we meet again, as I will not back down as you have let myself live this day.[/i]

The creature dropped directly into the main hall of his superiors, flopping onto the ground like a jumbled mess. The portal closed instantly behind him, leaving no trace of it besides the energy residue left behind. "So... you have returned. And in what poor condition. Have you no succeeded in your task?" One voice boomed, coming from much higher than the injured monster. "No... I have failed you. I fought well, but they knew my secret weakness! It's as if they were told!" he yelled as strongly as he could in his weakened state. He attempted to stand, but the coming boom did not make it any easier...

"Silence! There are no excuses for failure. The form you decided to use for this attack was easily flawed. An enhanced sense of energy, smell, and feel... but a lack for sight and sound left you defenseless. You were nothing but a ravaging attack dog!" a second voice called from beside the other booming voice that had originally spoken to the fallen hero. "Forgive me... my lords... I have tried my best..."

"Forgiveness is not of your nature, repetition is. You need not make apologies to us, just be given another chance to prove your worth. You have trained for too long to be tossed away like an insignificant insect." the nicer of the two voices spoke. "We will change you, using our own wisdom and knowledge to fill your head with the necessary skills needed for your new form." the voices spoke in union, before waving a single hand in a spiral. The fallen hero slowly felt himself heal, change shape, and a change in senses. He could start to see, hear, smell... but not in the usual sense he was used to.

"Why are my senses weakened so? I... I am useless in this form!" he called out. He was much smaller than before, he could feel it... he knew what he had been transformed into. "I can't be of any use in this form! What am I to do?" he questioned the masters he sought out so much to please. "That is very simple. We will give yourself time to adjust to your new form. When you are finished, return to us, and we will send you back with your new mission. But for now, get some rest." the two voices then dismissed the hero, watching as he stumbled across the floor, making his way through the complicated structure of his lords. [i]This will be interesting to watch[/i].