Chapter Thirty-One ~ The Mantion
Hello, this is the Moon lord this time. Cthulhu may have stated that previously.
You know what’s weird?
Watching this entire thing take place. The Human, is a weird one.
But you know what, so am I.
Ya know, everyone usually has a reason and rhyme to why they do the crazy things they do.
In some ways, I can't blame the Human. But, at the same time, he’s a monster.
I don’t know what to think of him honestly.
Unlike my brother, Cthulhu, I will state my opinions at the start, not just add on things. I will let you see what the Human does in peace. Youurrrr welcome.
Anyways, what the human did today, after the great fight between him and the Skeletron.
Cthulhu isn't the only one who watches you know. ;-D
What Happened
Quickly after killing the colossal skeletron, he wandered past the corpse, and leaped down the deep stairwell.
It was Dark, but not to dark to see. The walls and floor were tiles of deep blue, and surprisingly shiny, despite being a home to thousands of skeletons, which the Human, quickly found out.
The Human stumbled into a giant room, dowsed in spikes, and home to a shiny, golden chest.
But it was locked.
The Human had a look of sadness.
But quite quickly, that look turned into a look of surprise.
Three skeletons arose out of the staircase behind the chest, and appeared out of the darkness.
Despite most skeletons lacking any basic equipment, these ones wore bright, red armour.
They ran towards the Human at high speeds, enraged, knowing what he had done.
The Human panicked slightly, and fired his diamond staff at them.
Not quick enough.
One of the skeletons lunged onto The Human, causing him to drop to the ground.
Before this happens, his last bolt kills the previous two skeletons.
Panicking, The Human dug the staff in-between them, and pushed him away.
After getting the smallest bit of space, he tightened his grip and started to bludgeon the skeleton, leaving him in pieces.
Panting for air, the Human made his way onto his feet.
Dusting himself off and whizzing down a potion, he set forth, past the chest, and down the staircase.
The staircase came to a complete stop, and a large hole was what laid at the bottom.
The look of confusion flooded the Human’s face.
“Who the hell designed this place?”
He peeked down, to see the complete floor dowsed in spikes. And to make it worse, a giant, spike ball, chain thing, swung around it.
Who DID design that place?
But The Human simply pulled out his might grappling hook, and hopped down, firing it at the roof.
And then he jumped down to the edge of the room, where danger there was not.
But instead, a door.
The Human then took out his hand, and opened it.
And a look of horror flooded his face.
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Sorry for no post in over a week, i have been quite busy. Due to this, sorry if it feels slightly rushed.