Story Truth Rising

Cubicality

The Destroyer
Because Wynaut. This will not be short.

This will be put out in chapters.

1

I still couldn’t believe my discovery.

My father had just vanished. He had wished that his home be left to me. Inspecting it, I noticed the outside of the house was about 6 feet longer than the inside, taking walls into account. Knowing how much my father had loved secret passageways, I immediately knew he had hidden something. I could simply take my Molten Pickaxe to the wall, but what fun would that be? Probing around in every area, even inside the toilet, I finally found a switch on top of the Pillar Statue. Clicking it, the wall vanished. Inside was a simple Boreal Wood Chest. My father had loved their design.

Inside the chest was a handwritten book. “The Truth” was written on the front in my father’s handwriting. I excitedly opened it looking for a clue of my father’s whereabouts. The first page took away my breath.

Everyone thinks that my guide brought me to the Underworld and sacrificed himself to bring peace to the world. Not so. I unknowingly sacrificed him, and it awoke a terrible monster. That is why I left the Corruption around the town. To keep us safe from the truth.

Andrew, I hope you are reading this. I named you after my guide. Some guide he was! However, he was extremely intelligent, and I hope you will be too. He guided me to defeat terrible monsters, and eventually tricked me into sacrificing him.

“When you are ready to challenge the keeper of the underworld, you will have to make a living sacrifice. Everything you need for it can be found in the underworld.” His exact words. Everything I needed was the doll. Andrew, if you are reading this, bring this to me. If I have gone, run. Behind the chest is a way past the corruption. The other settlements will have become dangerous if I have gone, and soon this one will.

At that point I put the book down in shock. What had he hidden from us? Why had he? Was it dangerous? Or was he not the man I thought I knew?

I heard the sound of glass shattering in the square. Looking out the window, I saw protesters. They were demanding that we make efforts to explore beyond the Corruption that surrounded our house. But wait. This time, they were not demanding. They were dragging people out of the town hall and holding Firey Greatswords at their throats. My father was no longer around to stop them.

My father had been right. I ran to his chest of arms. I took my father’s prized Minishark, Night’s Edge, and a pack of healing potions. I was leaving. I looked in the book for any last words of advice for escape.

The switch on the Pillar Statue closes the door with a five second delay. In other words, when you flip the switch, you have five seconds to get in the door.

I could conceal my tracks. Pulling the chest out of the secret room, there was a drop for a long way down. It looked like it may have gone into the Underworld. Taking a Lucky Horseshoe from my father’s chest, I hit the switch and jumped. I heard the door slamming shut above me, I hoped it would hide this route for long enough.

It did go to the underworld. My father had kindly left an enclosed tunnel. I should be safe from the demons that lived down here. The Bone Serpents, however, worried me. There was a minecart track so I could ride the tunnel quickly. There was also a chest which I presumed to be full of minecarts. Opening it, I found what I expected as well as a book. It was full of illustrations of things I had never seen before, except for some drawings of Corruptors, Shadow Slimes, Slimers, and World Feeders.

There were gory looking monsters, monsters that looked like they belonged in a paradise if not for the evil glint in their eyes, and suits of armor. They were all numbered. I had no idea what to make of it, but the numbers were in my father’s handwriting, so I took it. I then took a minecart and rode the rails. I could read my father’s book while I rode.

I assume at the stage you are reading this, you are riding the track. I must warn you that one particular section of the track may be out. If it is, DO NOT kill any demons with dolls. Run. You put your life in mortal danger if you do.

Suddenly, I felt a lurching. The track was out! I fell and narrowly missed landing in a pool of lava, instead landing on a massive bridge of dirt that expanded behind me. I saw demons approaching from ahead. I grabbed my father’s Minishark and fired on them. Too late, I saw a doll falling towards lava. When it burned, I heard a roar.

That is a Guide Voodoo Doll.

The mayor had just died.

It awakens a monstrosity called the Wall of Flesh if dropped into lava.

So that was the mortal danger.

2

You should have around five minutes until it comes into view and endangers you. Never run, it is impossible to escape. You can only leave a battle with it by victory… or death.

You probably killed a demon carrying a doll heedless of my warnings. Here is quick advice. Do not attempt to attack it with a sword. It will only bring you extreme pain. Use the Minishark. It has worked for me. Don’t stop running. Only attack the eyes and mouth, all other parts are invulnerable. When you manage to kill it, as I know you will, break into the box it leaves behind. It contains treasures. You may see my box. It is empty.

I could indeed see a dark box. I heard a roaring. The wall was here.

Looking up, I saw a massive wall of flesh. It had two massive eyes looking straight at me, and a mouth large enough to swallow one of the Eaters of Worlds of legend. Although at this point I wouldn’t be surprised if they were real.

We all had a sense for how many more hits something would take before going down, and this was more than anything I’d seen before. More than fifteen times that of a World Feeder. What was I going to do? I only had shadow armor! Any other advice from my father?

Fear is one of its most powerful weapons. I defeated it with only a Minishark without any serious harm.

That was somewhat reassuring. I remembered I could fight it. The Minishark was inaccurate, but the eyes were so big it didn’t matter.

All I know of the next five minutes is it clawing at me with what looked like secondary mouths, massive beams of destruction, fleshy worms erupting out of the ground, running, and gunfire. I know I didn’t realize it was over until a small piece of flesh hit me in the face. Pulling the nasty object off, I saw a box.

Climbing on top of it, I ripped it open with my Molten Pickaxe. I could not see anything inside, so I made a torch. The first thing to catch my eye was a hammer made of an unknown metal. I instinctively knew this was the Pwnhammer of legend, able to break the altars to demons in the corruption. Taking it, I also saw many gold coins, strange guns, a massive sword, and emblems with icons of a sword, arrow, and fireball. I consulted my father’s book.

The treasure is rich. There will be much money, and many weapons. There is the Pwnhammer of legend, which all know of. There are also two guns. One is called a Clockwork Assault Rifle, and is more accurate, damaging, and superior to the Minishark. The other is called a Laser Rifle, and is a favorite weapon of Mages. It fires the lasers the wall fires from its eyes if you give it Mana. The sword is called a Breaker blade, and while less powerful than the Night’s Edge, it knocks enemies away with the force of a cannonball coming out of a cannon. The emblems are called the Warrior, Ranger, and Sorcerer Emblems. They are Accessories. They increase the damage of different types of weapons. They can be combined into one emblem that increases all damage, but it is less powerful than the individual emblems.

If you have defeated it, in my box I have left you a Dual Hook. It is a powerful grappling hook. Use it to get back on the track.

In his box I found a strange double ended grappling hook that was light enough that I could throw out both ends at once, but not strong enough to hold me from both ends at once. I used it to get my minecart back on the track leading away. Looking back as I rode away, I saw a procession of minecarts coming down the tunnel leading back to my home…

3

Shouts and roars echoed down the tunnel. The protesters had clearly awoken the Wall of Flesh. I knew in their number even with swords they would defeat it. None would run. My footprints and the Wall’s blood were still on the bridge. They would know it could be defeated.

At the end of the track is a rope. Climb up. It will leave you far from settlements, near the dungeon. Enter. I have left you supplies in a secret room. I left the door open for you.

At that point the minecart stopped. I flew up the rope and saw a large brick building that had to be the dungeon my father mentioned. I ran inside and saw a hole in the wall with a switch inside. Pressing the switch, the wall appeared, and I imagined outside it would look like the rest of the wall. After going deeper in, I found a bed, a chest, an anvil, and a Hellforge. There was also a door. In the chest I found some samples of ore I had never seen before, torches, glowsticks, strange red boots, stacks upon stacks of dynamite, coils of rope, and a Molten Pickaxe. Why had my father left me mining supplies?

There is powerful new ore in the world. Smashing the altars will summon it to the world. It was mostly depleted by faraway kingdoms at war. I have heard they are expanding their territory. Keep alert while mining. The tunnel takes you to a section of the Corruption where there are many Demon Altars. I have found after many years, they grow back. They should be fully grown. Smash them to find ore. The ore samples are the ore that appears.

I looked again at the samples. There was a blue one called Cobalt, an orange one called Palladium, a green-blue one called Mythril, a pink one called Orichalum, a red one called Adamantite, and a silver one called Titanium. I had never seen these metals before. And apparently if I smashed the altars, ore would appear in the world. I would go for it.

Looking inside the door, there was another track. As I rushed down it, I rushed past a giant section of bricks, presumably to keep Corruption out. Past the bricks was Ebonstone that went on as far as I could see. As the tunnel reached an end, I was deposited in a large cavern of Ebonstone. In it were dozens of demon altars. Taking a breath, I took a chance. I hit one with the Pwnhammer, and to my surprise it shattered without striking at me.

A ball of energy was floating where the altar had been, and as I watched, it blasted off 3 black orbs that shattered into smoke against the walls. With a sound like thunder, it separated into blue and orange and blasted apart. As I watched, some nearby Ebonstone shimmered and turned into Palladium and Cobalt. Impressed, I went to mine it, until the “smoke” leaped at me and struck me back towards the altars.

4

((Sorry for taking so long with this, I don’t plan on abandoning it again!))

The pain in my side was intense. What had happened?

I looked toward the “smoke” to see it form into a shape, a tall ellipse with catlike ears, a ragged bottom, and red eyes staring out of the mist. It came towards me, floating through altars. It was a Wraith. I looked down at the book to find out if I had missed a warning again, and saw a mass of ink spread across a sentence. There was the warning, blotted out. Looking up, I swung my Night’s Edge through the wraith. It seemed unaffected, and grew a little. My Night’s Edge grew a little duller. It had stolen power from it! Desperately, the next weapon I grabbed was the Pwnhammer. It sliced through the demon, and it instantly dissipated into smoke. Hmm.

As I smashed the rest of the altars, there was the thundering sound, wraiths attacking, and me destroying them easily. Finally, I walked over to the Palladium and Cobalt and got around to taking it. Underneath was a patch of Orichalum. I tried to break it, but my Molten Pickaxe couldn’t melt it away from the vein. After five minutes I gave up.

“Stupid rock!” I yelled as I threw a piece of Cobalt at it. To my surprise, it left a dent. If I made a pickaxe out of it, maybe then I could mine it? I could only assume the same was true of Adamantite and Titanium, that they’d need Mythril or Orichalum to mine them.

“What of the boy?” The only other sound in the dark room was the sound of something, maybe bones, maybe claws, clicking against a hard substance.

“We blotted out the warning about the Wraiths in his book, but he survived them. He actually killed them all.”

“So he can take the ores… Hmm…”

“My lord, we could simply assassinate hi-“

“NO!” The roar was said to be heard all throughout the fortress. “Then his father-“ At this he spat- “-will realize. We made the peace treaty for a reason! Nobody was going to win anytime soon, and it was a drain on resources and fighters. We MUST kill him before he finds his father!”

“If I may make a suggestion my lord…”

“Go ahead, go ahead…” A dark shape that might have been a hand was waved through the dark room.

“We COULD use the mechs…”

“…And if he wins?”

“That’s what we want, my lord.”

The clicking stopped. A smile appeared on the clicker’s face.

“Aah. Oh, what do the humans say… Kill two birds with one stone?”

“Exactly.

5

After I estimated roughly 24 hours spent mining, I had brought home a large sack full of Palladium, Mythril, Cobalt, Adamantite, Titanium, and Orichalum. A bright pink drill was slung across my back, and when enemies tried to bother me, I revved up the drill, which scared them off. The only annoyances I had to deal with were some kind of powerful undead wizard, which had dropped its attire, which turned out to be useless, and a giant slime. I had made quick work of them with a crossbow I had crafted from cobalt. Earlier, I had found out that my anvil wasn’t strong enough when I tried to hammer Orichalum into a pickaxe, and it shattered. I quickly built an anvil out of Mythril, since it was stronger, and that seemed to work. Now, I was going to try out the power of Adamantite and Titanium.

I threw it into the Hellforge, but nothing happened. I threw on more fuel, and the metal started to shimmer. Throwing more on, the bricks started to crack.

Quickly throwing water on, I noticed the metals had formed into a pudding like substance. Suddenly, I had a burst of inspiration. Grabbing some of the Titanium, I pressed it against the forge, coating it in Titanium. That ought to be able to take the heat. Throwing on more fuel, I could easily get the Titanium and Adamantite to form into ingots.

To make my work easier, I decided to make a chair I could sit at while crafting from the metal. As I went to craft the chair, my hand brushed against something. My father’s book! I had not looked in it for a long time, so I flipped it open.

Make yourself armor out of the new metals to protect yourself from powerful monsters, and weapons to slay them. You will need them.

I often wondered what the book was guiding me to. I hoped it was to my father. Maybe he could explain everything that was strange, it was often said he knew everything.

I grabbed the Adamantite and Titanium and noticed there was a depressingly low amount. Oh well, I could always make armor out of the lesser ores.

After making some Adamantite into a massive sword, I made some Titanium into a large trident. I then made a crossbow of the rest of the Adamantite, and on a whim made a drill out of the rest of the Titanium.

I went back to the forge and saw some Adamantite I had missed. Again, I felt I should use it to make some useful tool. I had nothing to collect wood with, so I went and made a chainsaw.

I then took the Mythril and made some armor. Lacking anything else to do with the metals, I collected every weapon of each type. I was ready.

Using the new drill, I took some of the dungeon wall, and went over to the door. I stepped out and walled it up. I then scratched a symbol into the wall, so I would know where to break through. Walking outside, I saw the moonrise. Suddenly, I noticed a bottle fall off a shelf and smash into the ground.

It was an earthquake! Grabbing onto one of the pillars, I prepared to ride it out. Suddenly, it stopped. Strange. Instinctively, I looked down to make sure World Feeders were not bursting out of the ground, but I was not in the Corruption.

Then, about right in front of me, something did burst out of the ground. A massive serpent of metal smashed its way through the ground and high up into the sky, and then burrowed back in the ground. It was not even done leaving the hole it had come out of!

Running out into the field, I hoped it wouldn’t notice me. My hopes were crushed when a giant laser hit the ground right in front of me. Having no other choice, I turned and prepared to fight
 
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Great story! Can't wait to read more!
Well... same story as the Harvest Moon, surprise surprise, I have chapter 2 written. I wanted to see if people thought it was any good. Here comes chapter 2!
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You should have around five minutes until it comes into view and endangers you. Never run, it is impossible to escape. You can only leave a battle with it by victory… or death.

You probably killed a demon carrying a doll heedless of my warnings. Here is quick advice. Do not attempt to attack it with a sword. It will only bring you extreme pain. Use the Minishark. It has worked for me. Don’t stop running. Only attack the eyes and mouth, all other parts are invulnerable. When you manage to kill it, as I know you will, break into the box it leaves behind. It contains treasures. You may see my box. It is empty.

I could indeed see a dark box. I heard a roaring. The wall was here.

Looking up, I saw a massive wall of flesh. It had two massive eyes looking straight at me, and a mouth large enough to swallow one of the Eaters of Worlds of legend. Although at this point I wouldn’t be surprised if they were real.

We all had a sense for how many more hits it would take before going down, and this was more than anything I’d seen before. More than fifteen times that of a World Feeder. What was I going to do? I only had shadow armor! Any other advice from my father?

Fear is one of its most powerful weapons. I defeated it with only a Minishark without any serious harm.

That was somewhat reassuring. I remembered I could fight it. The Minishark was inaccurate, but the eyes were so big it didn’t matter.

All I know of the next five minutes is it clawing at me with what looked like secondary mouths, massive beams of destruction, fleshy worms erupting out of the ground, running, and gunfire. I know I didn’t realize it was over until a small piece of flesh hit me in the face. Pulling the nasty object off, I saw a box.

Climbing on top of it, I ripped it open with my Molten Pickaxe. I could not see anything inside, so I made a torch. The first thing to catch my eye was a hammer made of an unknown metal. I instinctively knew this was the Pwnhammer of legend, able to break the altars to demons in the corruption. Taking it, I also saw many gold coins, strange guns, a massive sword, and emblems with icons of a sword, arrow, and fireball. I consulted my father’s book.

The treasure is rich. There will be much money, and many weapons. There is the Pwnhammer of legend, which all know of. There are also two guns. One is called a Clockwork Assault Rifle, and is more accurate, damaging, and superior to the Minishark. The other is called a Laser Rifle, and is a favorite weapon of Mages. It fires the lasers the wall fires from its eyes if you give it Mana. The sword is called a Breaker blade, and while less powerful than the Night’s Edge, it knocks enemies away with the force of a cannonball coming out of a cannon. The emblems are called the Warrior, Ranger, and Sorcerer Emblems. They are Accessories. They increase the damage of different types of weapons. They can be combined into one emblem that increases all damage, but it is less powerful than the individual emblems.

If you have defeated it, in my box I have left you a Dual Hook. It is a powerful grappling hook. Use it to get back on the track.

In his box I found a strange double ended grappling hook that was light enough that I could throw out both ends at once, but not strong enough to hold me from both ends at once. I used it to get my minecart back on the track leading away. Looking back as I rode away, I saw a procession of minecarts coming down the tunnel leading back to my home…
 
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Shouts and roars echoed down the tunnel. The protesters had clearly awoken the Wall of Flesh. I knew in their number even with swords they would defeat it. None would run. My footprints and the Wall’s blood were still on the bridge. They would know it could be defeated.

At the end of the track is a rope. Climb up. It will leave you far from settlements, near the dungeon. Enter. I have left you supplies in a secret room. I left the door open for you.

At that point the minecart stopped. I flew up the rope and saw a large brick building that had to be the dungeon my father mentioned. I ran inside and saw a hole in the wall with a switch inside. Pressing the switch, the wall appeared, and I imagined outside it would look like the rest of the wall. After going deeper in, I found a bed, a chest, an anvil, and a Hellforge. There was also a door. In the chest I found some samples of ore I had never seen before, torches, glowsticks, strange red boots, stacks upon stacks of dynamite, coils of rope, and a Molten Pickaxe. Why had my father left me mining supplies?

There is powerful new ore in the world. Smashing the altars will summon it to the world. It was mostly depleted by faraway kingdoms at war. I have heard they are expanding their territory. Keep alert while mining. The tunnel takes you to a section of the Corruption where there are many Demon Altars. I have found after many years, they grow back. They should be fully grown. Smash them to find ore. The ore samples are the ore that appears.

I looked again at the samples. There was a blue one called Cobalt, an orange one called Palladium, a green-blue one called Mythril, a pink one called Orichalum, a red one called Adamantite, and a silver one called Titanium. I had never seen these metals before. And apparently if I smashed the altars, ore would appear in the world. I would go for it.

Looking inside the door, there was another track. As I rushed down it, I rushed past a giant section of bricks, presumably to keep Corruption out. Past the bricks was Ebonstone that went on as far as I could see. As the tunnel reached an end, I was deposited in a large cavern of Ebonstone. In it were dozens of demon altars. Taking a breath, I took a chance. I hit one with the Pwnhammer, and to my surprise it shattered without striking at me.

A ball of energy was floating where the altar had been, and as I watched, it blasted off 3 black orbs that shattered into smoke against the walls. With a sound like thunder, it separated into blue and orange and blasted apart. As I watched, some nearby Ebonstone shimmered and turned into Palladium and Cobalt. Impressed, I went to mine it, until the “smoke” leaped at me and struck me back towards the altars.
 
A month and a day later... CHAPTER 4!
4

((Sorry for taking so long with this, I don’t plan on abandoning it again!))

The pain in my side was intense. What had happened?

I looked toward the “smoke” to see it form into a shape, a tall ellipse with catlike ears, a ragged bottom, and red eyes staring out of the mist. It came towards me, floating through altars. It was a Wraith. I looked down at the book to find out if I had missed a warning again, and saw a mass of ink spread across a sentence. There was the warning, blotted out. Looking up, I swung my Night’s Edge through the wraith. It seemed unaffected, and grew a little. My Night’s Edge grew a little duller. It had stolen power from it! Desperately, the next weapon I grabbed was the Pwnhammer. It sliced through the demon, and it instantly dissipated into smoke. Hmm.

As I smashed the rest of the altars, there was the thundering sound, wraiths attacking, and me destroying them easily. Finally, I walked over to the Palladium and Cobalt and got around to taking it. Underneath was a patch of Orichalum. I tried to break it, but my Molten Pickaxe couldn’t melt it away from the vein. After five minutes I gave up.

“Stupid rock!” I yelled as I threw a piece of Cobalt at it. To my surprise, it left a dent. If I made a pickaxe out of it, maybe then I could mine it? I could only assume the same was true of Adamantite and Titanium, that they’d need Mythril or Orichalum to mine them.

“What of the boy?” The only other sound in the dark room was the sound of something, maybe bones, maybe claws, clicking against a hard substance.

“We blotted out the warning about the Wraiths in his book, but he survived them. He actually killed them all.”

“So he can take the ores… Hmm…”

“My lord, we could simply assassinate hi-“

“NO!” The roar was said to be heard all throughout the fortress. “Then his father-“ At this he spat- “-will realize. We made the peace treaty for a reason! Nobody was going to win anytime soon, and it was a drain on resources and fighters. We MUST kill him before he finds his father!”

“If I may make a suggestion my lord…”

“Go ahead, go ahead…” A dark shape that might have been a hand was waved through the dark room.

“We COULD use the mechs…”

“…And if he wins?”

“That’s what we want, my lord.”

The clicking stopped. A smile appeared on the clicker’s face.

“Aah. Oh, what do the humans say… Kill two birds with one stone?”

“Exactly.”
 
Hey, don't fall off the cliff!
5

After I estimated roughly 24 hours spent mining, I had brought home a large sack full of Palladium, Mythril, Cobalt, Adamantite, Titanium, and Orichalum. A bright pink drill was slung across my back, and when enemies tried to bother me, I revved up the drill, which scared them off. The only annoyances I had to deal with were some kind of powerful undead wizard, which had dropped its attire, which turned out to be useless, and a giant slime. I had made quick work of them with a crossbow I had crafted from cobalt. Earlier, I had found out that my anvil wasn’t strong enough when I tried to hammer Orichalum into a pickaxe, and it shattered. I quickly built an anvil out of Mythril, since it was stronger, and that seemed to work. Now, I was going to try out the power of Adamantite and Titanium.

I threw it into the Hellforge, but nothing happened. I threw on more fuel, and the metal started to shimmer. Throwing more on, the bricks started to crack.

Quickly throwing water on, I noticed the metals had formed into a pudding like substance. Suddenly, I had a burst of inspiration. Grabbing some of the Titanium, I pressed it against the forge, coating it in Titanium. That ought to be able to take the heat. Throwing on more fuel, I could easily get the Titanium and Adamantite to form into ingots.

To make my work easier, I decided to make a chair I could sit at while crafting from the metal. As I went to craft the chair, my hand brushed against something. My father’s book! I had not looked in it for a long time, so I flipped it open.

Make yourself armor out of the new metals to protect yourself from powerful monsters, and weapons to slay them. You will need them.

I often wondered what the book was guiding me to. I hoped it was to my father. Maybe he could explain everything that was strange, it was often said he knew everything.

I grabbed the Adamantite and Titanium and noticed there was a depressingly low amount. Oh well, I could always make armor out of the lesser ores.

After making some Adamantite into a massive sword, I made some Titanium into a large trident. I then made a crossbow of the rest of the Adamantite, and on a whim made a drill out of the rest of the Titanium.

I went back to the forge and saw some Adamantite I had missed. Again, I felt I should use it to make some useful tool. I had nothing to collect wood with, so I went and made a chainsaw.

I then took the Mythril and made some armor. Lacking anything else to do with the metals, I collected every weapon of each type. I was ready.

Using the new drill, I took some of the dungeon wall, and went over to the door. I stepped out and walled it up. I then scratched a symbol into the wall, so I would know where to break through. Walking outside, I saw the moonrise. Suddenly, I noticed a bottle fall off a shelf and smash into the ground.

It was an earthquake! Grabbing onto one of the pillars, I prepared to ride it out. Suddenly, it stopped. Strange. Instinctively, I looked down to make sure World Feeders were not bursting out of the ground, but I was not in the Corruption.

Then, about right in front of me, something did burst out of the ground. A massive serpent of metal smashed its way through the ground and high up into the sky, and then burrowed back in the ground. It was not even done leaving the hole it had come out of!

Running out into the field, I hoped it wouldn’t notice me. My hopes were crushed when a giant laser hit the ground right in front of me. Having no other choice, I turned and prepared to fight.
 
Hah, I stopped because I figured nobody cared. But I can't get to writing another until Saturday or Sunday (smartphones suck for writing long things).
 
It's about time!
And the worm was different, sleeker, shinier. Blinking, I raised my hands to rub my eyes, and removed them just in time to see the beast's head coming at my face. Grabbing my sword, what I had meant to be a strike into its head became a awkward slash which made me lose my balance and fall and sent the sword flying. Rolling onto my back, I saw the worm mere feet above, and barley made out "Destroyer Mk IV" printed on the side.

Rolling over again and crawling out, I grabbed my trident and poked at the beast's body, producing a horrible screeching noise, a long scratch along its side, and sparks flying from the trident. Pulling the trident away, I tested a point and was met with a sharp prick. Seemed to be sharp still. Hearing rumbling from the right, looking that way, I saw Destroyer coming from over there fast. Noticing it had two massive prongs almost like teeth, I grabbed onto them as it charged with my Mythril plated hands, and got a good look at the thing's head for the first time. It had a single massive red eye, and what looked like more eyes that were going down its body. The prongs I had grabbed were serrated closer to the head, and the head had two smaller prongs. But between the small prongs was the worst.

It's "mouth", if we can call it that, for I was certain now that this was no living creature plated in armor, was simply full of spikes that circled the edge of the "mouth". If I was to touch it, I would be shredded to pieces in an instant. I realized now I had no hope of escaping, except...

I hadn't realized the thing had been charging up in the air, and we were now descending. Moving both hands to the same prong, I started swinging. At ten feet from the ground, I leapt off. I hit the ground much harder than I had anticipated, blowing pain through my leg, and I suspect breaking it. Rumbling was coming from right below me. There was no way I would survive.
EDIT: Yeah, I'm a bit rusty. This doesn't seem as good as my other chapters, but hopefully I'll get better.
 
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