Cluster 679
“(As I picked up my scythe, I could feel my powers growing ever stronger.) Necroh” (16 conversations)
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1 turn Jun 18, 2023 at 5:29 PM EDT United States , Michigan
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(As I picked up my scythe, I could feel my powers growing ever stronger.) Necrohemoth: "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Now...it's time to kill!" (Nothing could stand in my way now - but one of the creatures seemed...odd. It was tall, green, and quadrupedal.) Necrohemoth: "Huh. This is odd." (Despite this world being blocky as hell, I decided to continue my killing spree. Then, I heard something. It was a voice...but it sounded distorted.) Enderwoman: "Uh..." (I completely ignored her and continued on my rampage.) Enderwoman: "...huh?" (I continued on my killing spree, killing thousands more of those strange-looking green mobs.) Necrohemoth: "NOTHING can stop me now!!!" (Just then, I heard the Enderwoman's voice again.) Enderwoman: "C-Can you-" Necrohemoth: "You again?! Stop giving me that look!" (I completely snapped, and lashed out at her. I let out my loudest scream of anger ever, and slashed my scythe like a madman.)
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Enderwoman: "STOP! PLEASE!" (But it was too late. My scythe had sliced clean through her, and she crumpled to the ground, lifeless.) Necrohemoth: "Hmph. Weakling. No one can stop me." (But as I continued on with my rampage, I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that gnawed at me. I had just killed an innocent being, and for what? A sense of power?) Necrohemoth: "What have I become...?"