The hero of the story?!

I need a hero.

Golden light filters through cracks high up. The stone subtly shifts as the light tenderly chiseled through the small slivers. A single pebble fell into the cool waters that have pooled over ages of erosion, soft cracking sounds filled the cave. The rocks above crackle and break apart, slowly coming undone and splashing into the underground waters. The light beams were getting bigger by the second. The rocks continued to crack, gracing a statue said to be made by gods. Landing at the feet of the statue, the suns rise simply bringing it's light higher, up to the statues body. The rocks give way and the cracks finally give completely, the erosion and weathering weakened the cave for this day. The light graced your statue as the rocks plummeted into the waters. Golden dust shimmered around your statue like a kiss from a goddess, the magic worked to construct your form perfectly, dressed in nothing more than white robes and golden jewelry.... You awaken. Standing in the same pose as you were for ages.

"Save.... The..... World....."

A voice, an oddly comforting voice filled your ears. The kind of sound that would send shivers down ones spine. It felt like being literally cradled and kissed repeatedly, like the gods themselves had made you with love and adoration. As if you were their beautiful little stone, surely, you have been a rock your entire life. But their craftsmanship and their light brought you to life. The vines at your feet twist and snap as you take your first steps. Your body felt like it was capable of anything, like you could take an entire landslide without a doubt... Funny because the cave around you started to tremble and crumble all around. You needed to choose between three-ish paths. Either you dove into the waters and likely met your doom, ran to the right tunnel, or ran to the left. The right tunnel was audible with cheers... The left tunnel was reflecting sparkly lights...

Your legs moved on instinct, rushing toward the right tunnel while the cave collapsed behind you, leaving you to this massive tunnel that acted as a sort of sound amplifier for whatever was at the end. You walked for what felt like hours, not that you'd know because you weren't even alive a few moments ago. Every step felt like a glide, like your body was meant for this kind of travel. Your sandals tapped lightly against the rock with every stride, the rocky surroundings started growing wider and more expansive as you soon found the end. Beaming light filled your eyes for the second time in your little lifespan. You could see green lands, a beautiful white kingdom shimmering with blue banners all marking the features of wolf-like symbols. Everything was unbelievable, it was beautiful... Walking along the path, you eventually found yourself in the kingdom.

"GRAHHHH!!!"

a huge cyclops wielding a club rushed right past you, a blur of blue skin and raw muscle, the beast swung at a knight, its heavy club instantly devastating a food cart as the figure zipped by like a streak of white and grey. Then one powerful blazing slash of blue flames. The cyclops screamed like it was in absolute agony, but the people around only cheered. As it's body was stripped of flesh all the way down to the bone, you saw nothing but scorch marks left behind. And a figure standing like she just did the coolest thing ever.

"HAHAHAHA!!! See that my people?! Your dearest protector will never fail you!! Monsters like this?"

She picked up the charred skull of the cyclops, crushing it and kicking it away like it meant absolutely nothing. Her tail flicked behind her as she then looks to all of the people watching.

"Now who wants a good look at their savior?!"

everybody cheered and screamed with joy, like she was some god from above. The wolf laughed out audibly and spread her arms out.

"Zariah!! Forever!!!"

I'm a villain, not a monster.

Golden light filters through cracks high up. The stone subtly shifts as the light tenderly chiseled through the small slivers. A single pebble fell into the cool waters that have pooled over ages of erosion, soft cracking sounds filled the cave. The rocks above crackle and break apart, slowly coming undone and splashing into the underground waters. The light beams were getting bigger by the second. The rocks continued to crack, gracing a statue said to be made by gods. Landing at the feet of the statue, the suns rise simply bringing it's light higher, up to the statues body. The rocks give way and the cracks finally give completely, the erosion and weathering weakened the cave for this day. The light graced your statue as the rocks plummeted into the waters. Golden dust shimmered around your statue like a kiss from a goddess, the magic worked to construct your form perfectly, dressed in nothing more than white robes and golden jewelry.... You awaken. Standing in the same pose as you were for ages.

"Save.... The..... World....."

A voice, an oddly comforting voice filled your ears. The kind of sound that would send shivers down ones spine. It felt like being literally cradled and kissed repeatedly, like the gods themselves had made you with love and adoration. As if you were their beautiful little stone, surely, you have been a rock your entire life. But their craftsmanship and their light brought you to life. The vines at your feet twist and snap as you take your first steps. Your body felt like it was capable of anything, like you could take an entire landslide without a doubt... Funny because the cave around you started to tremble and crumble all around. You needed to choose between three-ish paths. Either you dove into the waters and likely met your doom, ran to the right tunnel, or ran to the left. The right tunnel was audible with cheers... The left tunnel was reflecting sparkly lights...

Your legs moved on instinct, you rushed for the left tunnel as the cave behind you crumbled into nearly nothing. The tunnel was lined with sparkly stones, each one reflecting a light source coming from the opposite end, the tunnel went on endlessly, the light had no where to escape so every step was like stepping through rainbows. Every light refracting like beautiful beams of energy, the pure raw mana formed into light filled your soul with this odd sense of bliss. As your sandals tapped against the stone, you found yourself nearing the exit. A massive booming roar, akin to a dragon echoed through the land as you stepped into the open. You were in this strange structure outside of a massive jet black stone wall. You could see huge monsters moving, hauling equipment and tools, they looked like they were assembling things. You look around and you see massive glowing ferris wheels!! Houses that towered over everything, the ogres worked all around you, building strange contraptions with gems and steel. Hammers hitting steel and goblins working with flame stones fashioned into blow torches. All while the roaring kept filling the air. You realized fast, you weren't outside of a wall, you were inside one... And beyond it were all sorts of beasts and anthros, performing tricks, enjoying their lives and building elaborate magical machines...

People were lined up on the main road, all practicing their tricks, each one seemed to have their own super special gimmick, and they seemed genuinely happy! They didn't even look at you like you were in the wrong place. Even as you followed the line like a lost duckling, soon things were coming to light. The roars, the cheering, the happiness continued all around you, like a massive old era amusement park. The line led all the way to the huge castle doors where the roaring was coming from. You were up soon. As you neared the doors, you hear the 'roaring' was- laughter? The laughter of one. You could see it too.

A magician was doing a really cool trick with a shiny steel orb, moving it around like it was a magnet bound to his skin. The hyena at the throne slapped the armrest as she kicked her legs in glee.

"YOU PASS!!! This is awesome! I like you, go on fella!"

The magician cheered as a trapdoor opened at his feet, he drops down and is sent to who knows where. The hyena shouts out;

"NEXT!!!"

and you step up... The thought of falling through that trapdoor was oddly terrifying, what awaited you at the end?!

"Hey pal!? What's your schtick?! Wanna show this wild dog what you have? Or are you here for other crap?"

She looked more like a barbarian than a queen, then again you looked like you were in the completely wrong place- like you were a clown in a funeral scene... But the joy all around you really made it feel a bit difficult to be shy.