"I'm bored," said Andrarch.
"Well, that's not my problem," replied Englord.
"What can I do?" asked Andrarch.
"Go on an adventure!" replied an unknown voice.
"Who's there?!?" asked Andrarch, jumping to his feet and nervously looking around.
"Down here!" replied the voice.
Andrarch looked down and saw a small creature in the shape of an ink splatter.
"What's that on the floor?" he asked.
"That's me! Inku!" the creature replied.
"Oh... I see."
"Yeah. So, you should go on an adventure!" Inku repeated.
"Where to?" Andrarch asked.
"Anywhere! Here, let's go to the Draco Castle."
"Draco Castle? That sounds like it i-Whoooooooaaaa!"
Andrarch flew through the air and landed on a stone floor.
"This must be Draco Castle, right?" He looked around.
"Yes! And I must now go. But here!" Inku handed Andrarch a sword.
"Um... thanks?"
Suddenly, a dragon crashed through the ceiling.
Andrarch raised his sword, ready to fight. The dragon lunged at him and Andrarch dove out of the way. The dragon turned around for another strike, but Andrarch was prepared. He slashed the dragon's head as it flew by.
The dragon growled in pain and sent its tail flying towards Andrarch, sending him flying backwards.
Andrarch stood back up and ran towards the dragon. He swund his sword randomly, hoping to hit something. And he did.
He hit the dragon's neck, directly below the head. The head hit the floor with a "thud". Then just as quickly as he had arrived, Andrarch disappeared and was back in his house.
"That was awesome!" he shouted.
"What was?" his brother asked.
"The dragon!" he replied.
"You're crazy," Englord concluded and then walked away.
Andrarch looked around for Inku. "Inku? Inku..."
Then he looked up at the ceiling.
"Hey, what's that on the ceiling?"