Amon, The lowest tier disciple in the Insanity Sect

I had barely gotten out the door when Astel caught up with me, looking way too serious for my liking.

"Hey, Amon. You're really gonna go and deliver that scroll, huh?" he asked, practically smirking.

"Yeah, what's wrong with that? Elder Wei said it's simple," I said, trying to sound confident, though I had a feeling it wasn't going to be that easy.

Hurky shook his head. "I've been around. 'Simple' in this place means 'you're gonna mess it up.'"

"I won't mess it up!" I protested, but deep down i knew being the main character i was gonna mess up

"Sure you won't," he said, clearly not buying it. "Well, if you do screw up, don't come crying to me. I'm busy not being an idiot."

"Thanks for the support, buddy," I muttered, rolling my eyes as I trudged off to begin my "simple" mission.

I had a sinking feeling this was going to end in disaster. But hey, at least it wasn't some ridiculous training, right?