"I have lived a life of relative Hell. I have suffered the loss of many a friend, too many for someone as young as I. That would be the most major of my copious tortures, so much so that the others seem minuscule. I do not twitch in my sleep because I'm accident prone. Often times I find myself thinking. What would the world be like with more comradery, and less genocide? What if the world had at least ALMOST no murder, less poverty, less theft, less betrayal. Maybe that doesn't exist on Earth and maybe it never will. But such a place does exist somewhere, I just know it. It has to. But how to find it? Eh, maybe if I happen across a miracle, it might find me."

This story is done in the perspective of the human, Trevor Swan Almine, a human man who longs to see the world at peace, to see ANY world at peace. He will soon find himself in a world that is peaceful, yet quite hard to adapt to. A land of floating palaces, beautiful terrain, a lovely town, and TRUE friendship, never mind the talking animals. This was paradise. But, does a mentally and physically scarred human belong in such a Utopia?

This is my first story, criticism is most welcome.