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TopicExperimental CYOA: You might be trapped in a simulation
nikko004
11/10/18 12:46:08 AM
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>Evi: Continue anyway

You slowly get up and shake your head to recollect yourself. "Let's jus' get this over with so I can get away from...all o'this."

Peon circles around you. "Wonderful! Forward, then!"

You run through the corridor, where you arrive before another set of stairs spiraling upwards. "Sure is a big place," you say as you start ascending. "How much longer 'til we get there?"

"I can practically taste the throne from here!" they say, rubbing their hands together.

You do a double take at how they phrased that, but you don't really have the energy to dwell on it.
A bit more running, and you're able to see the top of the stairs. In fact, it makes itself rather obvious due to it being a doorway bleeding with light.

You squint a bit. "Issat where it is?"

Peon enthusiastically flies circles around you. "YES! Quickly, mortal! Waste not another second dragging your limbs around!"

Well, you decide to do as they say by dragging your limbs up the last few steps.

Except, upon arrival, you are greeted with black, steel bars falling around you, trapping you in a metal fence.

You peer from the bars and see a humanoid figure completely engulfed in miasma, with some spike-like fumes eminating from its head to look like a crown.

They stand up from their throne of smoke. Okay, you're getting sick of this dark smoky aesthetic. It's too tacky.

Anyway, they get up from their throne and--okay yeah, it also doesn't smell that great. You just now notice how terrible it smells. It's like you walked into a convention for middle-aged suburban widows and you can't tell whether they're happier about the life-insurance check from their husbands or that they can now smoke freely around the kids without worrying about a divorce.

So yeah, the smoky dude gets up from their--

"Talus!" Peon shouts as they dart out in front of you, "release us at once and return me my throne!"

The weird person you presume is Talus crosses their arms--standing up of course, from the throne, which they finally got up from--and gloats as their low, raspy voice comes out. "Well well, I didn't think you'd return here, dear sibling, especially after I have humiliated you away from the throne. And you return in such a pathetic form, too! This is truly laughable. The all-powerful Perdix, reduced into a mere pixie."

Peon grits their teeth. "When I free myself of your silly prison, I--"

"Psst, Peon," you whisper, "y'know you're small 'nuff t'slip through the bars, right?"

They blink a few times, then fly out of the cage. "As I have freed myself of your silly prison, Talus, you will now face my divine wrath! Raaaagh!!!" They scream while charging towards Talus.

Talus swats them out of the air like a fly. "Oh my, truly divine dear sibling. Though, this is how I would have done it." They raise a hand, which then starts glowing purple. A black javellin appears above Peon's immobile body.

Talus then brings their hand down, allowing the javellin to be subjected to gravity.

The javellin drives right through Peon's chest. They cough up black blood while flailing for air. "T...Talusss...you will..."

More javellins rain down into Peon, with one plummetting right into their mouth.

All you hear now is silence.

Silence, and the rattling of metal as you grip the bars shakily.
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