Micro gasped as the scenery suddenly changed to something completely different. Birchwood forest. He read about this snowy land filled with birch trees and-

A loud stomping noise startled him. Treehorns... Lots of Treehorns...

Micro didn't know what to do next. He ran away from the noise, but his feet didn't take him very far. The thick snow held him back and caused him to trip, face-first into the cold shit.

Micro exploded. "Fuck you! Fuck you, stupid fucking snow!" He punched the ground, screaming.

After he let his anger out, he stomped away, only to come face-to-face with a Treehorn. "What the hell do you want, you ugly ass-"

The Treehorn screeched in his face, startling him. Micro took a step backward before rushing away, trying not to slip on the sheets of snow.

Unfortunately, he did. Micro reached a slippery sheet of ice and crashed inside, freezing water covering his body. A frozen-over lake... He though to himself. I'm gonna fucking die!

Micro suddenly felt his world turn upside down and suddenly surfaced out of the lake. He pulled himself out, somehow unaffected by the freezing cold. What happened to him?

The Treehorn was coming up behind him. Micro panicked but then concentrated for a moment.

Right as the Treehorn was about to kill him, Micro instinctively held up his hand and shot ice out of it. What the actual fuck?!

The Treehorn stood petrified in ice in front of him, jaws wide open. Micro looked down at his hands. Did I really do that? He thought, astonished.

The simulation died down, and he was surprised to find his parents and Cyrus waiting for him.

"The transfusion was a success. He now possesses the same elemental powers as you, Zane." Pixal smiled, turning to her husband.

Zane smiled proudly at Micro. "You're amazing, Micro."

For once, Micro smiled back... Even if he was confused as hell.