[center][h1] Harano [/h1][/center]

They say life flashes before your eyes as you die. For Andrew, what flashed before his eyes were the rock, the sky and the water, as he spun around falling to his death into the sea. He didn't think much, not of how he wasn't careful or how he was going to be missed by his family and friends. All that ran in his mind was horror.

And then he felt the splash, and it was all over.

Or not quite.

For Harano found himself still conscious, though drowning. Luckily the worst panic was gone and he could clearly see the sun through the water. Quickly he swam out of the water and grasped a stone. Holding to it, he gasped for air. He thanked his luck that he had managed to survive the fall. After calming down, Harano rose to the river bank and sat down.

Harano, why had he called himself that? Harano, no, Andrew, looked down at his hands in shock.

"My hands!" he exclaimed. His hands were scaly and green.

"My face!" Hara... Andrew exclaimed again after feeling his face, long and just as scaly as his hands.

"My...tail?" He queried after realizing that a lizard's tail was now attached to his butt. Pondering just what else had changed in him, H... Andrew looked into the river. Although the water's movement made the image blurry, Andrew could see that the reflection showed no human. Instead in front of him stood a lizard, no, kobold. Somehow Andrew knew that the being was a kobold. Granted, he wasn't exactly unfamiliar with mythological creatures, especially those used in games, but this realization was like from within, like and identity.

Identity... That was when it hit Andrew. He had died as Andrew from the fall, and was now Harano. Had he been born and lived as Harano and only now remembered the truth? Whatever the case, it seemed that this was how he was going to roll.

But first things first. Andrew... Harano, had to determine where he was and where to go from there. He seemed to be in a forest of some kind, like straight out of a fairy tale.

"Hello!" Harano shouted, "Hello!?"

He could hear the echoes of his voice, but not much else. Perhaps he could find more if he got a higher viewpoint. Finding a large tree, Harano began climbing it.