Yes, yes, I'm the laziest writer on earth, I know that.
The clothier was drenched in cold sweat when the elders finished talking about the horrors of the dungeon,and he vowed to never went back to the place again.
Soon after that,a chance discovery let him join a secret brotherhood of magicians,known as the blue magic brotherhood.
20 years passed,and the clothier became a man who works as a clothier by day and a magician by night.
He also supported a family,and while he is still encountering many problems with his public trade,he and his family were well-off thanks to the money he earned as a magician.
In short,the clothier was happy.
However,this all changed one terrible night.
On that night,a lunar eclipse,which caused a variety of extremely rare and powerful monsters to appear,occurred.
What's more,the village troops,sent by the King of that land to guard the villages,were mostly called back by the king in fear of an attack from an enemy country.
This left most villages almost completely defenseless.
Fortunately,the three main magic brotherhoods of terraria,including the blue magic brotherhood,were having a gathering near some of the most populated villages at that night.
And as all three of the brotherhoods are all filled with good people,they fearlessly defended the nearby villages.
But even then,the deaths numbered in the thousands in those villages alone,never mind the rest of the world.
That isn’t even the greatest problem,however.
A few days later,an army,waving the king’s banner,came to six separate villages.
The army general explained that they came on the order of the king and that they are to take a few people away under the charge of practicing forbidden magic that supposedly caused the lunar eclipse.
Six members present at the gathering were taken away,two from each brotherhood.
News then spread that two people,from different guilds,admitted being involved with summoning the lunar eclipse.
This came as a shock,and soon caused tension,as each guild knew that its members are innocent,but nothing about the innocence of the other guilds’members.
Nobody knows how the court knows about the summoners of the lunar eclipse,or even how they knew of the guilds' existence,but everyone was too busy suspecting others to think about it too much.
soon the guilds stopped working together on most occasions,and even when they do they were suspecting each other.
Normal behavior becomes suspicious,harmless acts now seemed malicious,but nobody openly questioned anyone,in fear of a war between guilds
War,at least,seemed unlikely.
But none of the guilds expected what came next.
On the next grand gathering of the guilds,a strange,flag-less army raided the guilds,despite the gatherings being secret.
The magicians tried to flee,but they had no nearby hidings spots and the army is on their tracks.
In this intense moment,the now middle-aged clothier suddenly felt a voice talking to him,reminding him of the place he vowed to never go.
The clothier doesn't want to go there,but the situation is desperate and that's the only place that is truly secret.
So too there he leads the rest of the magicians.
There,they discovered a tunnel leading down that the clothier overlooked on the trip long ago.
The clothier knew there was a danger,and explained this many times to the 3 brotherhoods in an attempt to avoid unnecessary danger.
However,the majority of them decided to go down the tunnel leading down,despite the clothier's warnings.
Some went down there since they were interested in this newfound place,while just want to make the place quieter and less detectable.
The rest of them waited for them with fear outside,but nothing notable happened.
Yet at the same time,a strange and mysterious feeling slowly rose to their skins.
It's not dread,nor fear,just a weird,unexplainable feeling on their skins.
Then,a loud wail came to their ears,and with the wail came what appeared to be a gigantic skeletal head and hands
The soul of Cthulhu had taken the magic of those who went down the tunnel.
It then created a mobile body from the skeletons that roamed the interior of the dungeon.
The skeletron attacked the magicians,who fought back gallantly but to no avail.
One by one they were defeated,their magical power taken by the skeleton,they themselves killed as a result.
The remaining members decided to run... except the clothier.
He blamed himself for the death of his friends,and he will,at the very least,stop this creature.
And,somehow,he remembered a sealing spell at that moment,to seal things inside living people.
It failed,but stunned the creature for a while.
Just enough for another member,who saw what he just did and casted a far stronger sealing magic into the creature.
The colossal skeleton was sealed into the clothier,who,from that point on,was enslaved to the skeletron.
But he also achieved his goal,since the skeletron simply couldn't physically appear as long as he's alive.
Those magicians who died in the dungeon eventually became skeletons themselves,and waged wars against each other as their dislike against other brotherhoods lingered with their tormented spirits and skeletal bodies.
Perhaps,one day,they can finally realize what exactly happened,and together break free of the cursed dungeon.
Such is the tale of the terrible Skeletron.