Landing in the woods

When I left Ariel's presence, everything became heat and pressure. My vision failed, and the sensation bordered on pain until suddenly it was over.

My senses returned and I found myself perched on the branch of a large tree in the middle of sizeable forest. I immediately felt at home. This was a brand new world, full of magic and demons and Heroes and danger... but it already felt more like home than anything my previous life had ever been.

I was small. I knew that; I'd asked for it. I'd been given a chance to indulge in dark, perverse fantasy, and I'd let myself get very specific. Perhaps even twisted.

I scurried along my branch, giving myself time to adjust to the strange feeling of being me. Living metal in the form of some kind of alien bug. Like some kind of android dragonfly/face-hugger hybrid.

Melanoche had said I had more potential than anything she'd ever created. I didn't know exactly how this world worked, but I understood the significance of a comment like that. Despite my small size and bizarre power set, I was something to be feared.

If I cared to apply myself, I could likely accomplish great things. Maybe even establish an eternal kingdom of some sort.

But none of that mattered to me at the time. It was time to do the thing I'd been put on this planet to do.