Damon looked around him. He was in a completely different environment. The air was moist, hot and very humid. The buzzing of insects was everywhere. The rustling of leaves and animals - bigger animals - also felt themselves heard everywhere. Above his head, a vast canopy of tree tops spread like a massive dome. Trees and vines surrounded him everywhere. The feel of mud, grass, leaves and twigs was beneath his feet. Yet Damon still sensed a great elation. Like he was alive for the first time in his life. He had a great body, toned, muscular, sexy and strong. He was sporting only a loincloth now, but he knew full well that going naked would not be an issue for him whatsoever. He was full of new knowledge and desires. He knew how to behave and survive in the jungle. He knew he had a house up in trees and ape friends around. He knew he could live a really cool life now. But he wanted to live adventures now first and foremost.
"Damon wants great adventures!" he exclaimed.
Already all of his former humdrum existence was becoming a simple afterthought in his brain. He was too excited to care about all of these boring concerns anymore. Deftly, Damon grabbed a vine and swung away, his perfect physique impressing his own mind as much as his newfound agility. It felt like flying! The new king of the jungle made his way towards his great adventure, which would actually be a lot trickier than he thought. He was not invincible and anyway Madame Illusia had not guaranteed Damon the jungle man an easy ride or a pleasant fate...