[Event] Le Pen Is Mightier than Le Gob Sword

[devilishsunrise aka Sunburgers]

Aww, cute story Sam.

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aww, thanks guys. ^^

[enirpisa]

Amnesia

I woke up by a throbbing pain in my head. What happened? Did my brain explode? “are you OK, eni?” a sweet voice asked. It was a voice of a woman and it was soothing. I opened my eyes. Bright lights was surrounding me and loud music. I started hearing voices and laughter. Where am I? My eyes started getting used to the light and I could see someone leaning over me. She looked very sweet, and I suddenly saw a black pointy tail peaking. I figured she was the one who asked me the question. “I think I'm ok” I replied. “Do you know what happened to me?” I asked. “I'm sorry, I have no idea. You woke up by the guild house, honestly I didn't know that you knew about this house, since your new and all. Please help yourself and welcome to the guild house” she said and took my hand. It was so warm. Who was this person? “if you need anything you can ask me anytime. I'll help in anyway I can. Now I have to put some stuff in the guild chest. Please enjoy yourself, it's not very often the whole guild is together like it is now” she was smiling and had a happy aura around her. She left me sitting on the bench. I couldn't reach the floor with my feet. This was probably a bench for taller persons.
I looked around the house and saw a lot of people. They were all laughing and cheerful, telling jokes. Some vulgar and some other more censured. I could see a long haired man holding cards, playing against a tall cat. But then I saw how the cat swiftly switched a card, with another card he had in his pocket. How sneaky.
There was an old man comparing his gray beard with a chocolate skin-toned man which beard was green. I observed as they were celebrating. But I had a feeling that they were like this all the time.
I stood up and suddenly something fell out of my pocket. It was a folded leaflet. I picked it up and unfolded it. It was filled with text.
Listen up you punk. We don't want to see you near our land. If we ever see you or your precious guild again we'll permanently silence you. You were lucky that we only took your memory, stupid.
Tri-Bride
the content of the leaflet shocked me. I put the leaflet back in my pocked and started to boil inside. There was a yellow field I could remember. Vaguely. Then I was hit from behind. Cowards!
I never saw any faces but if I show up at the same field they'll probably come. I was raged.
I started to walk towards the door to leave it, and I saw a big Flag. There were a brand with 3 leafs and a brown background on it. Knights Who Say Ni. It said with huge letters. That tail woman said I was the new one. But I didn't feel that way. It felt as if I'd been in the guild for ages. I... loved it. The thought filled my body with comforting warmth, stronger than the rage. I want to protect it.
If war were to outrage than these people wouldn't be able to celebrate like they were. I want to hear their laughter and cheering. I didn't want them to be bothered by it.
I gathered my courage and opened the door.

I reached the fields and it looked exactly the same as in the memory. It was dark outside and you could see all the stars in the sky. No trees or clouds in sight. “So you return, punk” a woman voice said. “and you came alone, how convenient” another voice giggled. The voices were coming from behind me so I turned around. I wasn't surrounded, meaning I could fight. Then suddenly light lit up around me. Fire! “this will be really interesting” a third female voice said. I could see them very clearly now. The one who spoke last was holding a blue bow and had short hair. She was obviously a distance fighter. “shall we start then” a very short girl said. She had long brown hair which was braided and she was wrapped up in bandage. She was shorter than me.


Suddenly a root cracked the earth right beside my foot. The root was huge and it had thorns. It whipped me across the face, and I moaned of surprise and pain. I could feel the warm blood flowing out of the wound on my cheek “guess I'll go ahead and make the first move” the third giggled. She had chocolate skin and green long hair. It reminded me of the green bearded guy from the guild house.
“I'll make you regret ambushing me!” I yelled at them. I realized I was surrounded by fire. But I had enough distance to both attack and defend. I remember how to fight! I remember the words.


I focused my energy on my lips, I want you next to me. I felt the energy flow out on the specific spot beside me. Friendship word. A bunny appeared on the spot I focused energy on. It was small, round and fluffy. I missed you, old friend. I continued whispering and could feel warmth stream out of my body. Stimulating word. The bunny felt the same energy as I did and it was satisfied. I knew my body took damage from that magic, but it was worth it. It felt like I could do even more magic.
“looks like you're preparing over there little one” the bow wielder said. She raised her hand and suddenly a huge raindrop fell from the sky. But there was no clouds in sight. Bat's Eye!
The drop hit me and sticked to my eyes. The impact of the drop was painful. I could barely see them.
“having a hard time seeing, punk?” one said and they all laughed. It made me angry. Then a root appeared beside my foot again. It embraced me and suddenly the top grew a huge mouth. Aggressive Bramble! It bit me and I could feel the bite mark on my chest and back. It was really painful. I was weak to pain, I couldn't sustain it a lot. But I can still fight. Once again a root appeared next to my feet. But this one embraced my two legs and held them down. For some reason it felt really good. It was comfortable. It was soft and soothing, but I couldn't move. Soothing bramble.

I started focusing my magical energy on myself this time. Whispering the magic and let the magical energy embrace me. Word of Youth. The roots holding me down were cut off and the liquid from the raindrop disappeared from my eyes. I started running away from them. I ran closer to the fire circle edge and I had enough distance to recover. The bunny jumped after me and it started to cure me with a double dose.
“aren't you ashamed of going three versus one!? Don't you have any pride!?” I yelled. They came closer to me but didn't answer me. Suddenly almost as an instinct I grabbed a stick which hung from my belt. My precious xyothine wand. Time for some payback!
I ran closer to them and I was confident enough that the wand could hit them from this distance. I focused my magical energy on the wand and I swung it, aiming for the chocolate skin-toned woman. She moaned loudly and started bleeding. It was a critical hit. I can do this! I focused the energy on the wand a second time and I swung it again. She screamed in pain this time. It was a critical hit. She fell to her knees and I could see how she was trying to hold back the tears. I broke her right leg and arm.
I ran back in hope of keeping my distance away from the other two. The bandage girl hadn't even moved. But something was odd. I couldn't have broken her knee and her arm with just two swings. Something was wrong. “You're hurt, aren't you!?” I asked. The tiny girl in bandages flinched. I was right.
“Why you!” the bow wielder said and shot two arrows up the air. It hit my chest and exploded. I screamed in pain and then the second one came.
I fell to my knees and tried to get up again. I can still do this. Just a bit more. Just a little more, please.
I stood up. My vision started getting blurry. I will lose this if I don't stand up and fight back.
I took out the wand again, and walked closer. I need to hit the chocolate skin-toned girl just once more. Magic please, just two more hits.
I swung it. She didn't make a sound this time. Did I do it? I focused my vision on her and saw her collapsed on the ground. She was unconscious... I think. The pain was burning in my chest. I found my balance again, and tried to focus my sight on the bow wielder this time. Magic... don't fail me! I swung it again. But something weren't right. It gave out a fart sound and I fell to my right knee again. It failed.
The bunny jumped towards the enemies and stood between them, it took care of my wounds and the pain. The girl in bandages was standing right in front of me. And suddenly a giant hand was above me. It hit me extremely hard. Xelor's punch.

I was laying on the ground. Panting. My bones were all crushed but somehow my heart was still beating. This was the time to use it. I focused the last of my strength on myself and whispered the correct words. Word of Recovery!
A divine recovering tree grew inside my body. I could feel the branches embracing my shattered bones, putting them together and the pain completely vanished. I stood up and was refilled with energy.
The heat from the fire circle started getting closer and closer. I need to finish this fast. This time I didn't need words to finish the spell. I looked at the bunny and he knew what I was gonna do. He nodded and agreed. I'm sorry, dear friend. Mot Olov! The tiny bunny was turned into a small bomb which exploded soon after.
The bow wielder was knocked out and the bandaged girl was damaged badly.
I have the upper hand now.
“I knew you were powerful, but this is the end for you. After using that recovering tree you're extra vulnerable. You're an easy target” the girl said. And she was right. I could feel the energy of the tree inside me still. It stopped my body from receiving more healing.
The giant bandage hand appeared above me again and it hit me with huge speed and impact. Xelor's Punch. I could sustain It better this time, but I was badly hurt again. Then a giant watch appeared above me. It was shaking violently and it was out of control. A thunderbolt hit me in an instant. Clock. I screamed of pain again and I was laying down on the ground again. Destroyed. The bandaged girl was also destroyed. She had taken the most damage in their previous fight. That wasn't hard to figure out. She might've protected her friends. She picked up the bow wielder and chocolate skin-toned women and suddenly they were out of the fire circle. Teleport.

“wait” I said “I'm not done with you yet” I whispered. But I knew that the fight was over. The battle was clear. “ I chose to save my girls. I don't have the strength to finish you and save them. I choose them. It's as simple as that” she answered coldly. I could hear them walk away. Then suddenly I heard a loud thud. The bandage girl collapsed aswell.
I closed my eyes. I did it. I really did it. I stopped a war from happening. I stopped people from getting hurt. I stopped other people from feeling the pain I am feeling now.
The bunny came closer. He was really hurt aswell. I hugged him and felt how the flames came closer and closer. I felt warmth inside. Not because of the flames. It was a feeling I'd never felt before. I was happy and proud. I wish I could have done better. But at the same time, I did resistance. I protected myself and the guild to the very end. Then I couldn't even feel the heat from the flames anymore. It all just became black.

[feccitt]

Awesome, we've got stories finally! Nice work both of you. Looks like the competition is going to be tough for this one. Glad Im not the one who has to pick a winner

[Snugglicious]

Really great story Nano!!! Had wonderful flow and you integrated the spells really well, I like how you described how the spells felt. Really awesome!

[devilishsunrise aka Sunburgers]

I agree with Snuggs! That was a great telling of a hard battle! Great work. ^^

[enirpisa]

aww ty guys! I did my best on it and I hope I win. But I'm really satisfied with the story and most of all I'm happy that people liked it :$

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*bump*

[katkoot]

HI GUYS I GOT AN ORIGINAL STORY:

~*~Batman :The Dark Knight Returns~*~
Batman has retired from the Batman mantle after the death of the second Robin, Jason Todd. Ten years pass, during which Gotham City is overwhelmed with crime and plagued by a violent gang called "The Mutants." Bruce re-assumes the mantle of Batman after he encounters Mutant gangs in the alley where his parents were murdered. Batman is aided in fighting this menace by a new Robin, a young girl named Carrie Kelly.
Batman eventually confronts Harvey Dent, who has once again become Two-Face despite having his scars repaired long ago, and threatens to blow up Gotham’s twin towers. Batman stops Two-Face and discovers that even though Dent has been physically rehabilitated, psychologically he is still Two-Face. Meanwhile Commissioner Gordon, at age seventy, is forced to retire due to his age. He is replaced by Ellen Yindel, a fierce critic of Batman.

Batman discovers that a United States Army general had been supplying the Mutants with military weapons in exchange for cash. When Batman confronts him, the general confesses and justifies his actions by saying he needs to help his sick wife. However, the general’s conscience is still eating away at him and he eventually commits suicide in front of Batman. Batman then drives a new, fortified version of the Batmobile to the Mutants’ meeting ground at the city dump. He fights the Mutants' leader in hand-to-hand combat, and he is badly injured. Only Carrie's quick intervention saves him. As they head back to the Batcave, Carrie tends to Batman’s wounds. Batman recovers quickly and allows Carrie to become the new Robin.

The Mutant Leader has still threatened to unleash his army on the city, so the Mayor tries to negotiate with him in jail. The Leader then kills the Mayor by ripping his throat out with his teeth. Batman and Carrie infiltrate their ranks and spread a rumor that the Leader wants an assembly. Batman then asks Commissioner Gordon to allow the Leader to escape from jail and draws him to a mud-hole, where the Dark Knight finally defeats him in front of the other mutants. A number of the Mutants accept Batman as their leader and take the name 'the Sons of Batman'; the remainder splinter into small gangs.

Batman’s greatest nemesis, the Joker, re-emerges after having been catatonic for 10 years, his catatonia breaking when he discovers that Batman has returned to Gotham. He convinces the doctors at Arkham Asylum that he is sane and deserves to be released. Once free, he appears on a late night talk show as a PR stunt. When Batman shows up, he is forced to battle the police force while the Joker releases a cloud of Joker venom on the audience and escapes, and Batman and Robin chase after him. The Joker heads to Selina Kyle’s place, and forces her (now running an escort service) to plant special lipstick with the power of suggestion on two of her prostitutes, who are being sent as escorts for a congressman and the governor. As a result of the Joker's actions, the congressman commits suicide, but Commissioner Yindel, due to Batman's warning, saves the governor. The Joker then beats her and dresses her up as Wonder Woman. He caps off his rampage by killing a group of 16 Cub Scouts and planting a bomb on a fairway; Robin defuses the bomb.

Batman chases after the Joker as they run through the fair; during the chase the Joker kills several people and Batman manages to gouge one of the Joker's eyes. Eventually, the two confront each other, ironically, in the tunnel of love. Despite being stabbed several times during their struggle, an enraged Batman finally breaks the Joker's neck, but stops short of killing him. Taunting Batman as a coward, Joker twists his head until the remainder of his spine snaps, committing suicide in order to frame Batman for murder.

The Sons of Batman have become vigilantes, maintaining law and order with force. Batman decides to train them to fight crime with non-lethal methods. Meanwhile, a Russian built nuke goes off, blocking out the sun and shutting off electronics in the US. Batman and the Sons restore order in Gotham, but soon, the Government dispatches Superman to take down Batman, as he undermines their authority. However, Oliver Queen, the former Green Arrow, who is now a one-armed revolutionary, warns Batman of the Government’s plans. Batman begins preparing for his battle against Superman and is equipped with a powerful suit of armor, sonic blaster, a mysterious pill and synthetic Kryptonite which he had spent years developing.

Batman and Superman engage in a powerful battle, and, when Queen shoots Superman using an arrowhead loaded with Batman's synthetic Kryptonite, Batman emerges the winner. However, Batman dies of a heart attack shortly thereafter. Meanwhile, Alfred Pennyworth detonates bombs that he and Batman had deliberately planted in the Batcave for just this purpose, and destroys Wayne Manor. Alfred suffers a stroke and dies almost immediately afterward. Bruce Wayne’s secret identity as Batman quickly becomes public knowledge, but his accounts have been emptied and his stocks and funds have already been sold. His body was claimed by "a distant cousin, his only living relative" (which is actually Carrie Kelly in disguise). With the Batcave and Wayne Manor destroyed, there is no solid evidence as to how he carried out his dual lives, or of Batman's methods.

At the funeral, Superman hears a heart beat inside the coffin and, after looking at Carrie, winks at her and leaves. Carrie later digs up Bruce’s body and it is revealed that he faked his death with the pill. Bruce Wayne now begins a new life, leading Robin, Green Arrow, and his new army through unexplored tunnels beyond the Batcave, preparing for a new war against the corrupt government.

[sieg]

Fec can it be a etnography i did? Is not like a story is more a description of some event in a anthropogist point of view, is normally funny cause i used random events.

[feccitt]

Description of an event from a point of view. Sounds quite similar to a story to me. Go for it sieg.

Thanks for the entry Kat, I haven't actually read it yet, and I'm hoping its not just a copy paste of a plot synopsis for the new batman movie lol.

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Mar 13, 2012 21:15:40 GMT -5 feccitt said:

Description of an event from a point of view. Sounds quite similar to a story to me. Go for it sieg.

Thanks for the entry Kat, I haven't actually read it yet, and I'm hoping its not just a copy paste of a plot synopsis for the new batman movie lol.

Ok, this reads just like a plot summary. I smell a rat. lol

[tastemystaff]

"Be that, that it may
the songbird's tune shall play
e'r throughout the night
through this fog, through this fight."

Skeunk lowered his harp with a sigh in the violet twilit grass-strewn ruins of his hideout. It was no use. While his music had the power to win women and tame wild beasts (themselves often the same thing), this mood was a rut he simply could not extrude himself from. "Diamondine, my precious," he gestured lethargically to the beautiful diamond-adorned Sadidette perched on a rock, surveying the clouds nearby.
"Yes, my lord?" she called back inquisitively.
"What does one do when life ceases to rear all opportunity and motivation? Such that the sight of the moon clearing the sky bears only the respite of the present day's eclipse rather than the promise of a new one."
Diamondine was no equal in philosophy, nor a particular weaver of words. She looked down from the silhouetted clouds, coiling her hands in strained contemplation. "I desire no more in my own life than to be by your side, my lord. What more meaning would you seek yourself?" Skeunk fell back on the grass, propping his head up with one hand and staring blankly into the shadow of the trees as Diamondine walked to lie beside him. He sighed again.
"I feel ensnared in destiny, like a Gobball in brambles. My place in this world has long been determined; I am to but guard this meanest of artefacts, ensuring your safety and that of your sisters as best I can for eternity. No consequence comes should I fail in my task, nor reward should I not. My purpose inert, I feel an empty shell. I wish only that the mistress of fate would deal me a new card once in a blue moon."
Diamondine leant across and kissed him on the cheek, from which he turned. "If you could only comprehend your own greatness, o Silvain. A man is not measured by his role in life, but by the quality of his character."
"Quality of character?" he snorted, "Then a fine example I set. When was the last my constitution ever swayed a man?" The girl fell silent, unable to give an answer. Skeunk had become increasingly less driven lately, and impossible to console. The sisters couldn't bare to see him in this state, for a man who once held onto dreams and sang always of possibility, not woe.

Diamondine fidgeted over how to respond, when the silence was broken for her. "… What was that?" Skeunk processed forward into a crouch, scanning the tree boundary while Diamondine glanced between bushes. Rustlings could be heard, mingled with cries. "Emeralda?" he called, conjuring a sphere of petals to spin between his hands. A powerful-looking figure with sparks emanating from the earth around his feet strode into the clearing, forcing forward a dishevelled, sobbing Sadidette decorated in green ribbon with arms bound behind her back in rope. "Get your hands off her," he spoke dangerously, lighting the petals. Diamondine had her boomerang drawn, eyes sharp.
"I'm not here to fight. It's the girl who started on me," replied the intruder impassively, now clear to be an Eniripsa clothed in crimson and brown. "My name is Taste," he said, stepping past the girl and bursting her back into vitality with a casual healing word, "I have come to challenge you."
The flame in Skeunk's hand faltered as he tried to make sense of the situation, "And you heal my protégée? You do not anticipate to fight me alone, do you?" His eyes then narrowed, looking to the side, "In any case, it's meaningless. I care not anymore to defend this egg. You can simply take it." The Sadidettes looked shocked.
"But my lord, you swore to Rosal--" Emeralda cried.
"Silence! My resolve is set." He proclaimed grimly.
Taste smiled, his eyes glinting in the moonlight eluding the passing clouds. "I'm not here for an egg, and I'm not here to fight; my contest is with you alone, and seeks no spoils." The challenger looked up to the sky, "Yes… conditions are perfect. Skeunk, I'm here because I heard you were the best dancer in the land."
The girls balked. Skeunk raised an eyebrow, joining together his hands to quench his spell.
"You wish to contest my dance..? What possibly compells you to come so far?"
Taste laughed with a sly grin, "How transient an accomplishment is it for an Eniripsa to be the best at healing, or the best in combat? What really distinguishes a man is his skill for that which does not matter until he makes it do so. I have come to master this art, and I intend to leave to master a new one."
Diamondine studied Skeunk, who crossed his arms in contemplation. "That which does not matter..? You are motivated by that which does you no service?"
"Not quite - it matters once one makes it matter." Taste replied, sagely. "We cannot be our own masters without creating forks in the beaten track."
"Very well, very well," Skeunk stretched out, cutting Emeralda's bonds with a precise blast of sharpened air. "We shall see how strong your resolve is. Girls, kindly fetch some natives to judge. This should be very interesting."

*Napoleon Dynamite dance scene*

"Well, that's the end of that; thanks, Koalak judges! Go take a vacation or something, Skeunk. Learn to ride a pogo stick and fight your destiny or something. I win. Gooo Taste!"

And so harmony was restored and Taste was the best.

[Snugglicious]

And here I thought Skeunk was going to find himself a new lover or something. Epic Tasteykins! <3

[happida]

The End of The World of the Twelve

Happida floated in the middle of endless emptiness. It seemed just moments ago when he could still see the trees dancing in the wind, the piwis singing, and the countless ranks of naked Cras running around. But now there was nothing, anywhere. Oh well, there was nothing he could do now, and he might as well join the world to sleep, forever.

It all started three days ago. Happida woke from his sweet dreams to a beautiful afternoon. As usual, his dolls greeted him with smiles, and he packed them up setting out for today's adventures. What was unusual was that when he walked out the door, he set foot in a pool of glimmering, slimy liquid. "Egh, must be those rogues again." He sighed, but decided to not let it ruin his mood, and moved on.

Happida couldn't think of anything adventurous thing to do, so he settled on a wake-up nap at the Village zaap. Soon he was interrupted by a loud Ecaflip. "Noob! Let's fight!" Happida thought he needed some exercise, and yelled back "Fine!", raising his weapon.

Having a closer look at the Ecaflip, Happida now regretted his decision. There was no way he, in his rusty armors, could beat this Ecaflip wearing the newest equipment and wielding that scary-looking sword. Noticing Happida's expression, the Ecaflip smiled arrogantly and moved away to the back of the battleground, even though he could have won the fight easily at close range. As if that would make any difference, Happida thought. Still, he decided to try his best, and summoned dolls and controlled the grasses to maintain distance from the Ecaflip. The tactic was surprisingly effective. The Ecaflip seemed to have lost all his nimbleness, trying to disentangle himself from the wild grasses and get rid of the distracting dolls, while plants injected him with poison. However, he still managed to finally get close to Happida, and land two painful blows with his sword. The arrogant smile returned to the Ecaflip's face.

Happida knew he wouldn't last long, as he had been neglecting his staff training. Still, he had no choice but to swing his staff at the Ecaflip one last time. He heard the spectators laugh at his awkward stance. He closed his eyes with fear, and yelled "I sur-", but the Ecaflip groaned loudly and said the words first: "I surrender!" The spectators' laughter suddenly stopped, and a few of them started whistling and clapping hands. Happida opened his eyes to see a nasty bruise on the Ecaflip's forehead. "Wow, did I do that?" "Yeah, you lucky noob." The Ecaflip said in pain, while two Eniripsas carried him away.

As Happida prepared to leave the zaap, a strangely dressed old Xelor grabbed his arm and handed him a pamphlet, chanting "Believe the prophecy and value your last minutes!" Happida zaaped to the quiet Edge of the Evil Forest, and skimmed through the pamphlet. It said that this year, 642, was the year 2012 in an ancient calendar system, and its final year, so it would be the end of the world. Supposedly people could hope to escape this horrible fate only if they sent all their kamas to an address listed at the end of the pamphlet. Rolling his eyes, Happida threw the pamphlet away, and lied down staring at the clouds, waiting to fall in his next nap.


Above the clouds, a meeting between the Twelve was being conducted.

Eniripsa: "Today we gather for the last time. The prophecy has come true."

Everyone's face was solemn, except Iop's, which was showing a confused grin. Osamodas explained impatiently, "You know, the prophecy, where a mortal will demonstrate divine powers and bring about the end of the world?"

Pandawa: "And you are saying this mortal has been spotted?"

Cra: "Yes, I witnessed a mortal fight with unnatural luck while observing the lands just now, and consulted Eniripsa. There is no mistake."

Feca: "But how? I know the prophecy was passed down to us by the Creators, but they also made it so mortals cannot have divine powers without our blessing."

Sram: "Umm...I might have an idea. I was in Enutrof's house, and saw his drool leak down to the lands while he was sleeping."

Enutrof: "What! A drop of my drool would grant a mortal unimaginable luck...wait, what were you doing in my house?!"

Iop: "OK, I've never been the best at understanding these things, but what you're saying is so ridiculous, it sounds like someone's lame excuse of a story about the world ending. I'm going to end this mortal so he doesn't end the world!"

Ecaflip: "Wait, you'll lose your divine powers if you go down to the lands! Actually, without careful preparation, you can get transformed into anything while passing through the celestial bridge! Agh, too late. Damn that hothead."

Sadida: "Eh, what matters if the world is going to end."

Xelor: "He's right. The prophecy has come true, and nothing can stop it."


Happida woke from his nap with a series of sneezes. "Wow, it's getting chilly." He zaaped to Madrestam Harbor, and cast his rod to get fish for dinner. Something bit the bait in just a few seconds, and to Happida's amazement, it was the blue kralove he had been dreaming to catch ever since he learned fishing. A few minutes later, he caught the golden carp. Happida was dancing with joy, when a piwi jumped on him, and swung its beak at his arm.

"Whoa, such an angry little fellow." Happida thought that if he didn't know better, he would think the piwi resembled a tiny Iop, with the way it jumped, its pointy crown and big beak. "Ah, this must be one of the fabled rare piwis!" Happida searched his bag to find a soulstone and captured it.

Happida started to realize that he had been incredibly lucky today. To make the best of the luck, he set out for the Dragon Pig's Den.

So many more unbelievable things happened in the next couple of days, but for some reason Happida's memories of them were very vague. He collected legendary treasures from the Dragon Pig, Minotoror, Dark Vlad, Crocabulia, and the Gigantic Kralove. He defeated the Celestial Bearbarian and upgraded his armors with its fur. But as he gained power, he also lost things surrounding him. He destroyed them. First the people he never liked, and the Bonta city, then his own friends and Brakmar. It happened like a dream, and he was hypnotized by the lust for power. Eventually, he found the core of the world itself, and couldn't overcome the urge to destroy it too. Then everything became emptiness.

As Happida closed his eyes, floating in the endless emptiness, he heard a shrieking scream. "Oh, I guess even with the world destroyed, hell still exists so I can face my punishment. Wait...that sounds like my Madoll Alarm?" Happida opened his eyes and saw that all the trees, piwis, running Cras, and everything else were back. He kissed his dolls good morning.