Zed, your average goblin living in his parents basement. His skin long forgot the taste of light;

Zed while playing Skyrim was dared with a quest to go outside, frustrated he shouts in their ear, sending them off. The very idea was an annusince, but a couple hours after being taunted the  anger that was growing in his mind reached a limit, with that he decided to prove he was still capable. As his journey began he placed the controller next to a table and rotated the chair. His first attempt, he lifts off but quickly falls back, now aware this will be a difficult challenge. He prepares for the recoil this time, knowing that if he fails it could mean the end. He thrusts forwards and stubbles to the wall two feet away, reaching out his stubby arms outwards. His hands hit the wall, soon the rest of his body bashes into the wall. His legs began to shake, as they have not been in use for months. Not just his legs suffered but as he merely stood it felt like he carried the world on his back, which at this rate wouldn’t last long. 

The difficult start left him completely drained of energy, he waits for it to replenish before he dies of oxygen loss. He soon realizes that his stamina is no longer going to recover, making this more of a dangerous journey to continue. Using the wall as his aid, he takes 5 mighty steps before reaching the couch, his memories start to sprout off when it wasn’t broken. As for when he last sat on said couch, it collapsed leaving him helpless on the floor, though thanks to his veil mother he was able to survive after she called the fire department. While distracted from his memories he accidentally lifts his leg in an attempt to take another step and loses his balance. As he stares at the nearing floor, he gropes the wall and wears down the couch. While his eyesight starts to go blurry and time seems to slow down he remembers the fire department coming as he laid on his back. The firemen gathered around him and one tighens an oxygen mask around his head. For his lungs were unable to fully expand as they were being crushed by his belly above, if he landed on his back his chances of surviving were much higher. But this time the demon above would not be able to call for help, as she was at ‘work’.

This is how I know she is the spawn of the devil for she constantly uses the word work, the most damned book of all words in the Bible. Refusing to give up and die here he grips the couch and pushes against the wall and in great effort manages to to rise back up on both feet. As he continues on his journey, he could turn back now and still make it, but after this there was no turning back.

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The final boss;the stairs. As he stares above the vertical challenge he grows dizzy and nearly vomits. Though as he looks up and in that moment the sight of the first floor hypnotizes him and grants him the courage to challenge the first step. He grabs both ends of the walls as support and lifts up his leg upon the first step. He moves slightly forward and lets his leg naturally fall onto the next one. He attempts again but the sweat raining down his back loosens his grip on the wall and he begins to fall backwards. Full of courage, strength, and fear he pushes harder abusing the wall and thrusts forward slightly, and manages to lift himself up again on one leg and his other foot touches the next staircase, he survives another step. His journey continues and rumor has it that each time he defeated another step his neighbors house would shake as along with his own. The final step, slightly larger the the rest, already drained of energy and showered in sweat, he grabs the food frame outside and lifts himself out.  The boss is defeated but his quest does not end here.

He must now make it past the marble floor, to make it past the kitchen and reach the door that leads outside. The sweat dripping down and forming puddles will make the floor ever more slippery. He must walk fast or the floor will get too slippery, and the house is also weak, with each step it threatens to cave in. He quickens his pass to outmatch that of a tortoise. The windows each glimmer with light to help him guide forward. As he reaches the door, he panices for why it won’t open. Thou it has been awhile he remembered the door is locked. But he has forgotten how to solve this puzzle. After studying the door he notices two levers that can turn. After ten long minutes of him fiddling with the door the knob finally turns and begins to open. His journey is now completed as soon as he exits the house.

He opens the door while taking a step back, and is caught off guard by the blinding light, nevertheless he walks forward while his vision begins to return. He sees the light dazzle against the trees, but as he attempts to put his foot back down, it meets only air. A trap laid out in the end, the final step leading to the ground. Unable to catch himself he falls on the ground. Cracking the ground along with his spine, he thinks back before he dies, his only regret is not being able to tell that player that he made it outside. 

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