"It all happened in a flash! The pirate roared and lunged at me, slicing me from the base of my neck right down to the soles of my feet. Luckily, I was an athlete and in great shape, so a little glue patched me right up. But that agonizing pain? I still haven't forgotten it."
On the Ember Tribe's second underground level, a little blue man with blue hair vividly recounted his interstellar adventures to a crowd of listeners.
Just then, a voice rang out behind him:
"Sampo."
The man, painted blue from head to toe, shuddered all down his back at the sound.
He turned around inch by inch and cried out through his tears:
"Big bro!!"
Chu Mu's face darkened.
He just wouldn't go away. He just wouldn't go away!!!
After washing off the paint and changing into clean clothes, Sampo gave an honest account of his recent experiences under everyone's watchful eyes.
At the Spaceport, he had boarded a pirate ship and nearly been mistaken for an undercover agent from the authorities and dumped into the vacuum of space.
Fortunately, he had used his wits to successfully work his way into the pirate crew.
Then those pirates had fought another band of pirates, and Sampo had become a prisoner.
Once again, he had used his wits to switch sides and join the new pirate crew.
Then that pirate crew had clashed with yet another pirate crew.
Sampo had become a prisoner yet again.
And once again, he had cleverly switched sides.
This had repeated until he encountered an elderly Pirate Crew preparing to retire. Sampo had joined them in tracking down their captain to demand their pensions.
Then a chain explosion had destroyed their pirate ship, forcing them to crash on Sand Sea Planet and become