The Epic Interdimensional Misadventures of Sir and Friends

Good day, my friend!

I am here to tell you a story. An unusual, really long story, about a strange group of friends. This certain group of friends will feel betrayal, feel desire, and feel loss and pain... But most of all, they will feel ''love. ''They will experience epic thrills unlike no other, and perhaps even stop an Interdimensional Rift in Space! But where will this story begin? Perhaps it will begin in the very home of the strange wolf creature named Sir who started it all.

Prologue - What is a Chimera, anyway?
Alright, before I let you meet him, I want to clear some stuff up. A chimera is not always a lion/goat/dragon/snake hybrid. Those lion/goat/dragon/snake hybrids are from Greek mythology. A chimera can actually be any living thing that is mixed with parts of a different living thing. Take this uhh, griffon... thing here as an example. I don't know what it is, actually. I assume its a griffon. I guess. I don't really know.

Okay, so griffons are the best example I could find of a chimera... Other than the chimera from Greek mythology, of course. Griffons have features of both eagles and lions, two entirely different living things, mashed together.

"But Sir! Those are only two different animals! Can't it just be considered a hybrid?"

Well, I'll find a different example of a chimera for you. Calm down.

You people are crazy.

Anyways, to the right is another chimera.

"I read about her. Nobody can prove if she is a chimera or not. Plus, that's still only two animals."

I know that. Did you even read the caption of the image?

This is the best example of a chimera in biology, you know, when two different animals splice together before they are born?

Chimeras are hard to explain... I just don't want to confuse anybody. Every time I say something about "Sir is a chimera" people get mad at me. DATS NOT A CHIMERAA,  They say. Yeah. They really say that.

"Can we just get on to the story? I know what a chimera is."

Fine...

Chapter 1 - Meet the Chimera Wolf
"OMG DATS NOT A CHIMERRRAAAA!!! DATS A DUM WOFLBOO."

No. Just no.

"I was just messing with you..."

Be quiet please! The story is starting.

Sir is a wolf. Not just any wolf, but a chimera wolf. He has bits and pieces from tons of different animals mixed with him.

"You just explained the entire prologue with that single sentence."

''Be quiet! ''You are going to ruin the story!

"Sorry."

Can't a Chimera Wolf read his own autobiography aloud without being interrupted by some random quoted text?

"Actually, I don't think he can."

...

Let me start over.

Sir is a wolf. Not just any wolf, but a chimera wolf. He has bits and pieces from tons of different animals mixed with him. Even though he may look scary, or ugly, or bad, or nasty, or creepy, or disturbing, or threatening, or spooky, or mean, or rude, or disrespectful, he is actually a hero.

But he doesn't think he is a hero. The heroic things he does every day seem like nothing.

Well, because they are nothing. Sir doesn't really do anything, he doesn't even leave his house anymore.

Did I mention his house is larger than planet Mars and it is located in Interdimensional Space? I don't think I mentioned that. Of course, the whole thing isn't a house. Its more like an entire city, with parks and wildlife reserves. Sounds pretty nice, huh?

Its not. Its very lonely. The only thing keeping the house from crumbling down is a bunch of dumb scatterbrained robots who make repairs every so often. The entire house only has a few inhabitants, like Mighty, Prancing, and Little Bird. There could be other people in the house that Sir forgot about.

Why am I speaking in 3rd person? Would speaking in 1st person make it less confusing?

"No."

Ok then. Sir enjoys reading. But most of all he enjoys cacti. Yes. Cacti. Sir could even be considered the Lord, God, or King of Cacti. He spends so much time around cacti, that he is practically immune to thorns. Not a single thorn can pierce him. Its a nice thing, really. Even powerful mutant space dragons get the thorns in between their scales. But they don't hurt Sir. Sir is proud.

"What does Sir even look like?"

Oh. I completely forgot to describe him. He has mostly black fur, with some dark green-blue fur, and small white stripes. He doesn't have paws, though. All four of his legs are replaced with long eagle legs.

"Whoa."

He wears a nasty old blanket on his back.

"Oh."

Whats wrong with old blankets? Its actually not that nasty. I wash it every other day.

Sir also wears a black fedora and a red and white tie.

"What do your eyes look like?"

Yellow. Completely yellow. No pupils, just yellow.

"Nice. What do you eat?"

Paper.

"Is that ALL you eat?"

Usually, yes.

"That sounds unhealthy for both you and the ecosystem..."

All the paper is 100% recycled recycled recycled paper. Its really good. I guess I also like to just eat regular food, but not as often.

"Are you done talking about yourself yet?"

You're the one who wanted the hear the story!

"I want to learn about the other characters too, you know."

Okay, then. Lets move on to my best friend... Prancing!

Chapter 2 - Meet Prancing
(Coming soon. This is a work-in-progress)