Somewhere, far across the ocean, far beyond where the sea and sky meet, lays a mystic land of imagination. Here the seven seas churn to and fro, histories locked away within the shimmering waves. There are many tales to tell, but none as fantastic as the one about to unfold…
Oh what a day. Akimbo sighed, face held in a grimace, a hand streaking to massage his bruised side. Kung-fu master or no, there was only so much a lad like him could take after all. Akimbo grinned a bit at that. His rather notorious habit of getting in the midst of things he really had no intention of doing had lead to some very outlandish adventures, whose tales spread throughout every island of the seven seas.
Akimbo, the kung-fu hero. But a lot of people don't realize that I'm just a normal person too. Escaping the dojo for but a moment, Akimbo's aimless wandering had led him to the seaside cove. Concentrating on the languid landscape, Akimbo closed his eyes and let whim take him where it willed...
