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Ya-haa!

I can't believe we're on Andar Island!

Did you know it was named after my dad's first big quest?

Oh, praise be to the mighty Andar

who saved us from the ruthless Myriaglobe 20 years ago.

Oh, to the great hero Andar

who brought peace to our land by slaying the Dread Monster.

With hammer in hand,

he yoinked the Eye of Fire and the Icy One, too,

and carved his own legend with the teeth that flew.

Okay, that's sweet.

Speaking of sweet, I heard there'll be cake.

Beard-ho, let's go!

-Ooh. -You heard the doll.

Let's blow this boring banquet and explore, Bo.

A cave? I'll go grab my spelunking gear.

No, we're here to check out

where my dad slew the Myriaglobe.

I know the legend of Andar by heart.

My dad raised his hammer at the beast,

then dodged the beam from its icy eyestalk.

Pew, pew!

Before leaping to this weird rock

to fling his hammer!

Careful.

These delicate stalagmites have been forming for centuries,

which makes your father's famous quests

sound... totally made up.

See? Your dad could never get a clear shot.

My mind maps don't lie.

So, my dad never slew the Myriaglobe?

By Poseidon's PJs!

Gotta admit, this cake of me looks legendary.

Just like me.

The legend of Andar is a lie?

She means lie-gendary.

The legend of Andar is lie-gendary.

We have weird accents.

Be right bork!

So... handsome cake, huh?

Dad, what happened in that cave?

Ah, fine.

This secret has haunted me long enough.

I was but a wee adventurer,

armed with only my hammer,

my courage, and my devastating charm.

We want the truth, Dad.

Oh.

He slayed the monster

of the Island of Perpetual Torment,

which is a terrible name.

-Who are you? -Uh, Andar?

Slightly better.

All hail the hero of Andar Island!

News of my feat spread

through the Ten Realms before I could explain.

I'd become an accidental hero.

But in my defense,

I did follow up with a whole bunch of real quests.

Ugh, I can't believe it!

Ah, these are the classic stages of coping.

First denial, then anger.

You kept this secret from everyone!

Then comes bargaining.

There's gotta be something we can do.

Like, go back in time. Or, or... Ugh, I'm so disappointed.

Voilà, down in the dumps.

And here comes acceptance.

This is unacceptable!

The Myriaglobe could be anywhere.

Did you ever think of the villagers?

Come on, Lana.

It's not shown its ugly mug for 20 years.

So let sleeping monsters lie and old men eat cake.

Mmm, I wonder what they'd rename the island

if the secret ever got out.

Andar Island of Perpetual Shame?

Keep a piece of cake for me.

The chocolately ear bit.

I've got a reputation to save.

I mean, a monster to hunt.

You mean we have a monster to hunt.

I'm afraid Captain Andar has

a little make-up quest to take care of.

But please allow the crew of the Mighty Windbreaker

to entertain you!

No Myriaglobe tracks here.

None here either.

Just a little longer!

Nope, no sign of the Myriaglobe here either.

Ugh, to think I could be enjoying my cake

instead of this.

What's the difference

between a shrimp and a shrink?

Shrimp don't complain when you sauté them in garlic.

There's no sign of that monster anywhere on the island.

Uh, I mean, too bad.

Well, at least my legend's alive and well,

so I'm gonna enjoy my banquet.

How many therapists does it take to change a lightbulb?

Would you let go, Lana?

A captain's gotta eat.

Ha!

Only heroes get cake.

Ha-ha!

"Eye of fire", "icy one, too!"

Dad! This is no time to hide!

I'm not. I'm looking for my cake.

The... The Myriaglobe?

Shh! Please, keep it down!

I can explain! I'll give you more cake.

I was calmly finishing leftovers when...

The gap in my smile, a mirror to the hole in my sou.

I realized my monstrous ways would only lead

to pain and a lonely life.

So, I decided to change my ways.

And since everyone thought I was a goner,

I could finally pursue my true passion: high cuisine!

Croconut sorbet.

Whoa, this is really good.

I mean, yeah, right. Monsters don't change.

So you think this is all an act? That I've been cooking

for these sweet innocent villagers

for 20 years just so I could gorge on them tonight

after poisoning you two for revenge?

Twisty!

No, wait! I was speaking rhetorically.

I swear, I've changed!

I don't know what rhetorical means.

And neither do I.

Now, let me finish what I never truly began.

All these years, I've spent working out my anger issues

to help these villagers only for you to come along

and turn them against me!

Hey!

Everyone, it's your guest of honor,

Captain Andar.

What took you so long? Did you find the Myriaglobe?

You could say that.

The Myriaglobe survived?

We named our whole island after you!

You, Fakie McFakerface.

Now that would be a fun name for an island.

Dad, you can still be a legend!

The eyes! They're his weak spot!

My eyes! That's my weak spot!

Oh, my t-shirts!

My statue!

My dignity!

Twisty!

Lana!

All hail Lana!

The real savior of Lana Island! New name.

Now bring the little metal-headed man

to finish the Myriaglobe forever!

Hands off. We've barely met.

No! Wait!

The Myriaglobe saved the little girl!

He's changed!

He tried to tell us, but I didn't believe him!

But now I've seen it!

Impossible!

You've clearly joined forces with the monster!

Down with Lana! Down with Lana!

Everyone stop!

The Myria-- I mean, your chef, did save that little girl.

And he's become a hero despite his past.

Trust me, everyone makes mistakes,

but we all deserve a second chance?

I still can't feel my toes!

Dad, you might not have been crazy brave when you were young,

but you'll always be a legend in my eyestalks.

I mean, eyes. You know what I mean.

Aw, that's enough to warm this elder's heart

and defrost the Myriaglobe.

Actually, that's just me.

But from one chef to another, recipes take trial and error,

and yours just went way too picante.

I know.

But I am willing to try again, if you'll let me stay.

Well, maybe if you made us your famous croconut sorbet,

we could name this island after you?

Wow, these villagers are more fickle than a windsock.

Right? Maybe we should get going while the going's good.

And now to finally enjoy my cake.

Good thing I brought a doggy bag.

Eat my hammer, nailhead!