For Fortune and Glory! Chapter 3

“What the hell was that?” asked Hodor, as we congregated in the center of the house.

“Contrary to public opinion, it wasn’t me this time,” said Derf, before anyone could blame him for what seemed like the entire world shaking.

As I walked towards the window to see if anything happened outside, I was surprised to see a white curtain covering the window from the outside.

“Hey Derf, I love your decorating as much as the next guy, but this looks gross as hell.”

“Mitt, I have no idea wh – ” Derf was cut off by a screech so loud that he suffered a code brown.

All three of us rushed outside after we heard that. (Well, two of us. Derf had to go change, for obvious reasons.) What stood before us was – the best way I can describe it is a giant disembodied eye. A floating, gargantuan eye, and it stared right at us. I will not put what Hodor said next into words, but it would have disgusted a sailor. Derf joined us outside wearing a new pair of pants. Right when he lay eyes on the beast, he just slowly walked back inside. I wonder what he ate to disturb his bowels so much . . .

“I mean, what is the worst that can happen?” I thought out loud.

“We can die, over and over, forever.”

“Over my dead body . . . wait. Well, no point just sitting here in a staring contest, because there is no way we can win. The thing doesn’t even have eyelids. We are horribly outclassed.”

With that, we shot into action. Hodor and I worked like a machine, poking holes in it with swords, arrows, axes; anything with poking capabilities. All The Eye did was slowly chase whoever stood in front of its gaze. When blood started to drip from The Eye onto the ground, Derf finally came to join the fight. At this point, The Eye started to pick up the pace – from a slow trod to a charge. Dodging would not be easy. I was no longer able to do any harm to The Eye, as all my concentration was spent simply trying to dodge his lightning-fast attacks. I left the damage to my ranged allies behind me. This strategy worked for about three minutes, before I finally bit the dust.

“Mitt, NO!”

It was too late; I was dead. Only now, instead of being in the darkness, I could observe the battle occurring below me. Derf and Hodor had scattered, and were trying to not die. Hodor was much better at this than Derf, judging by how fifteen seconds later Derf joined me. Hodor was the only one left. He dodged, ducked, dipped, dived, and dodged as hard as he could, doing so flawlessly.

“Oh crap . . .” said Derf in despair.

Hodor had tripped, and The Eye was charging right at him. Right before I could witness the final moment, I woke up in my bed. As fast as I could, I returned outside. It was my turn to delay the monster, in hopes that Derf could revive as well to finish off this beast. Hodor and I had about the same skill and agility, so I was well off. Half a minute later, Derf emerged from the house to continue his onslaught on The Eye.

Hodor also revived, and shortly after, the beast fell. With one last screech, it fell to the ground.

“Was that always there?” questioned Hodor, pointing at the giant chest right on top of the corpse of The Eye.

“Definitely not,” replied Derf. “But that isn’t going to stop me from cracking that bad boy open to see what we got.”

Derf climbed up the corpse, and swung open the chest. What was inside? A lot of metal. Specifically, a metal stronger than our current armor and weapons.

“What do we call this stuff?” I asked.

“How about Derfium?” said Derf.

“Hell no, how about Demonic Ore?”

So it was at that time we decided to call this new metal demonic ore. It took us a few hours to turn all of that raw ore into weapons and armor, but it was very much worth it. We became forces to be reckoned with, and we felt that we could take on the world. It was at this time that our guide decided to show up from the house.

“Hey, you guys killed it? I guess you are ready to trek into the corruption, you know, that purple area right over there?” he asked as he pointed to the area where we had agreed to never go.

“What is the point of going in there?” asked Hodor.

“Well, if you don’t go and kill the giant worm that lives there, the world will not last very long.”

“Oh,” the three of us said in unison. “That settles it.”

We started on the path to “the corruption.” If this worm really was a threat to the world, I kind of feel bad for it, because this trio of idiots is coming, and even we don’t know what we are going to do – so how can it?


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