‘Okay, it’s finally time to step out of the cave, but I’m nervous.

  ‘Who knows what's out there, you know? What if there’s some sort of giant silver wolf with thirty small wolves with it that just immediately decimates me?

  ‘There’s simply no way the reason I’m having such thoughts is the result of reading too many novels and it’s forcing my mind to imagine crazy scenarios. No way at all.

  ‘I’ve been reincarnated! It’s only natural for a small Goblin like me to be wary of wandering wolf packs!

  ‘Ahh, this is nerve-wracking, but I gotta do it!

  ‘After all, as they say, closed mouths don’t get fed. Plus I’m a big bad Royal Goblin! I got this. Okay! Let’s do it. I see the exit from this small cave a short distance away. I can’t actually see what’s beyond the cave because it’s really dark, I guess that makes sense.

  ‘Whatever let's go.

  ‘I slowly made my way to the exit with nothing but the loincloth I woke up in and a small rock I picked up as some sort of weapon. As I reached the exit and was just about to walk out, it was then that I could finally see what was actually beyond the exit.

  ‘I was still in a cave.

  ‘Who would have guessed? That the small cave I woke up in was just a cave within a much, MUCH, larger cave, or rather a cavern maybe? The ceiling was ridiculously high, so high, in fact, I’m pretty sure I can’t actually see the ceiling. It was just as wide as it was high. Maybe about as wide as three or four football fields? I can just barely make out what I think are the walls in the distance to my left and right.

  ‘Behind me was the small cave I walked out of, which was a part of a large wall that I assumed stretched all the way to the ceiling itself. So, this is probably the end of the cavern. Okay, guess I'll walk forward from here until I find something I can hopefully hunt without too much risk. What would be better though, is to find an exit to be done with the caves altogether…there’s only so many caves a Goblin can take…ahem a Royal Goblin can take.

  …

  ‘I’ve been walking forward from the little cave I woke up in for about an hour now. Well, I’m guessing it’s been an hour. I have no way to tell time. I just know it's been very long, all the while still being very hungry, and I have neither heard nor seen anything at all. Just stone, stone, and more stone.

  ‘How much stone can a lil ol’ Goblin-like me take? Sorry…Royal Goblin like me take? Hopefully, I don’t have to deal with this for much longer. A man er...Goblin like me needs some stimulation in his life! Then almost as if on cue, I finally hear something in the distance.

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  So, with hurried steps, I quickly make my way forward till I can finally start to make out the sounds I’ve been hearing. They sound like...like...like gibberish! Like if you tried to imagine what a large angry baby but with the voice of an adult would sound like. It wasn’t until after I took a second to really listen to the gibberish for a minute that it hit me.

  ‘I can understand it.

  ‘I can actually somewhat understand what was being said, even though it was gibberish. It definitely wasn’t English or some other language from the earth, it was quite literally gibberish, but it made sense to me.

  ‘I’m still too far away to see who or what is talking or even properly put together the faint sounds that I can somewhat understand. I moved closer to the sound, albeit at a much slower pace because I was scared that whatever I found would immediately try to kill me.

  ‘Then, after around ten-ish minutes passed while walking, I finally saw an exit to this cavern that I woke up in. The exit looked similar to the entrance of the first little cave that I found myself in, so maybe it’s just another cave? At this point, it doesn’t matter. It's the only other exit I’ve seen in this barren place.

  ‘So, while slowly creeping up to the exit, and trying to stay out of sight as much as possible, I could finally see what was waiting for me on the other side.

  ‘So, there’s more, huh?

  ‘Just beyond the cavern exit stood two Goblins. Both of them looked almost identical to each other, and I’m assuming the same for me as well.

  ‘Are they Royals as well? Is this maybe the entrance to the Goblin kingdom I should be a part of as a Royal? The only difference that I could spot between us was the fact they had crude weapons, which looked luxurious if compared to the small rock that I’ve been carrying around.

  ‘It seems they are still talking to each other, but it doesn’t look like the conversation is going forward... Wait? Can they not understand each other? Goblin umm...A, yeah lets go with that.

  ‘Goblin A has been repeating the same thing for a while now “Goblin...Leave”, while Goblin B has just been responding “What” for every single response. It really didn’t seem like they could understand each other, but I can?

  ‘Am I actually some kinda Royal Goblin genius?! HAHA, I’ve always known I had it going on.

  ‘Well even though I’m apparently a genius I realized I can’t fully understand their beast gibberish, but I can somewhat understand the general idea of what they were trying to say. I mean if I could instantly understand beast gibberish, I’d be some kinda super genius, right? For now, I’ll settle for being a regular genius.

  ‘After listening for a little, I’ve realized this Goblin could be talking about me, or perhaps who this body used to belong to? He keeps saying “Goblin...Leave”, does that mean he saw a Goblin leave, and that Goblin is now me? This might turn into an annoying situation.

  ‘Do I just run up and say "Hey! I’m your missing Goblin friend and I’m hungry, please give me food!"

  ‘No, of course I can’t do that! But what other options do I have? I’m hungry, there’s nowhere to go behind me, to my left or my right. I can only go forward. Do I wait it out and hope they leave so I can follow them to a place with food? But who knows how long they’ll stay there. I might starve to death before they leave! What about fighting... NOT, gotta nip that idea in the bud right this second.

  ‘We do not participate in suicidal Goblin behavior around here. I’m left with only one option.

  ‘I walked right up with the best-looking smile a Goblin can make, and as friendly as possible, I spoke.

  ‘THAT'S RIGHT! I CAN ACTUALLY SPEAK!’