it has been a long time 

and I am still on the second floor 

its a magical maze, a magical maze I tell ya 

I swear the walls move

and kobold assassins come into existence behind me like a joke 

the enemies appear nonstop 

I was being driven mad

then I came to a realization

I am taking this way too seriously  

fuck it all let's have fun

first things first I need to dress for the occasion 

having the armor transform into a Viking like armor 

with a horned helmet 

and begin looking for a group of kobolds

you see I love skyrim and what best to do in another world than to fuck around acting like the dragon born

and so I present to you

"FUS RO DAH "

infusing my voices with a shit ton of mana and pulling off a friken shout

all the kobolds were slammed into the walls that cracked under the force of my shout killing the kobolds  

ah that was fun

ok next 

a kobold squad walked the corridors, seeing the chance I creep 

behind them 

I grab one of them

and break his neck absorb him and have the armor transform into the same armor of the kobold and begin to walk with them

turns out if your friend turns into a bald human with a barcode on the back of his head

you get suspicious 

killing them all I go looking for more

finding a group of them I dive into it 

dressed as batman and the beat down begins

 concussions and brain damage 

broken spines and torn insides internal bleeding 

but never the sweet release of death 

I left them to die of their injures instead of fishing the job

because that's what heroes do

now on to the next thing 

while walking one of the tentacles on jacks back lash out splitting the newly born dungeon monster behind him in half

jack absorbs it whole without glancing at the kobold assassin, he moves towards the next group 

standing on the beginning of a straight corridor filled with kobold berserkers 

he starts condensing demonic energy in a ball between his balms

and then

"kame hame ha"

he shot a red ray of demonic energy instantly killing them all them 

sitting down to rest and count his winnings

with another flick of one of his tentacle another assassin 

is killed

sigh I am tired 

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back at the castle 

princess Isabell next queen of the kingdom of enlra was drinking tea in the royal garden "a beautiful garden with undying flowers 

surrounded by Noble young laddies praising her every move, she knew their goals and intentions all of them can not be trusted, she remembers distinctly the day one a lady tried to assassinate her 

if it wasn't for her royal skills her brother would have succeeded in acquiring the throne long ago 

she resisted the urge to sigh 

"your highness I herd that you saw the heroes can you tell me about them"

this was a question she awaited and prepared an answer to 

"They were all like the stories and legends men and women of valor at a glance" she lied as if it was breathing no answer could be further than the truth, the sage is a nieve and innocent fool, the sword saint is full of pride and insolence she clearly saw herself above all 

and the symbol of her job reflected that 

a sword pointed towards the heavens clearly in challenge 

the hunter is more complicated near unreadable 

but if her symbol is any indication is that it is one of nature 

and human nature is most dangerous 

the last one brings her nothing but fear of his power

and that fear is reinforced by the symbol he held 

the mark of the sealed god of destruction and ends 

the elder of the two gods of origin 

 the god of creation and beginnings is the second of the two and the vector of the heavenly god war 

but why would a mortal hero hold its mark 

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