'Oh shit.'

The eye was looking directly at Ethan and as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared, showing nothing but a dull green for half a second before there was another bang at the same spot.

*CRUCKRACK*

The hole was made bigger and this time whatever it was that hit the door went right through. That was when Ethan could see what the thing was, it was a pointed, sharp-looking stone wrapped to a wooden handle, what looked to be a chair leg or something since it was square shaped.

'Is that a stone pickaxe?!'

The primitive stone pickaxe slid back out the hole in the door only to get caught, where it was yanked roughly towards the other side enlarging the hole as chunks of wood splintered and fell to the floor in front of the door.

The eye returned, this time accompanied with part of the attached green face.

"He He Heeeeee"

The creature looked directly at Ethan and let out a creepy laugh.

'The fuck is that.'

The little monster picked up it's pace and began furiously smashing at the hole, each hit making the gap wider. The creature continued to laugh in a squeaking creepy manner accompanied with the high pitched grunts right before every hit.

After around two minutes, the gap was wide enough to see clearly what was trying to break in through the door.

'G... no way. Is that a..'

Ethan looked at the creature pushing itself through the jagged hole in the door, the long ears causing it's oversized head trouble getting through, like a dog trying to run through a doorway with a stick in its mouth.

Ethan shouted out loud in surprised recognition.

"GOBLIN!"

*Kreeeeeeee!*

*SLAM*

*SPURKST*

The creature shouted back, forcing itself into the hole it had made in the door, where it quickly fell through as some of the wood gave way to the little green monster's force. The Goblin fell forwards towards the floor but in an effort to save itself from hurting itself it put its hands out to stop its fall however unfortunately for the Goblin all it did was move the sharp pickaxe in front of itself. Gravity did most of the work, pulling the Goblin face first onto its own weapon where it entered through the nostril with a nasty squelch and brought the Goblin into the silent embrace of death.

The Goblin twitched once, bringing one leg into the room. It twitched twice, flipping it's little raggy loincloth over itself exposing an unearthly sight of a little bald green beanbag. Three times it twitched and then stopped moving with one of it's legs still stuck in the hole in the door.

Ethan stared at the Goblin corpse with it's face impaled on a stone pickaxe as an almost purple-red blood mixed with small white blobs oozed out from the Goblin's nose.

'What a way to go out, christ. That's a darwin award winner for sure.'

Whilst judging the stupid little thing and replaying the sight of it's malicious grin moments before it killed itself Ethan saw another flash of snot green, this one slightly lighter than the first one, as a sharp four-fingered hand grabbed the dead Goblin's leg and pushed it through the hole in the door.

The hand let go and pulled back out of the gap before a second goblin began to force itself through the hole in the door, with a malevolent little grin of yellow and black pointed teeth whilst staring directly at Ethan, it didn't even seem to care that the other Goblin was dead as after pushing itself through the hole the first place it stood was directly on the corpse's head, further pushing the spike of the pickaxe into the head but plugging up the wound so it was no longer bleeding.

Stepping on the head and giving a little hop it pulled the other leg through the gap in the door, itself now an awkward little doorway on its own. The Goblin walked towards Ethan in an almost mocking fashion, its face plastered with a murderous smile and a sharp pointed tongue sticking out and wriggling as if it was alive. As the Goblin got closer it raised its own weapon, what looked to be a metal pipe, with both hands preparing to kill the little mushroom prey in front of it and see if it would be good-tasty like the big pale Goblins it ate before.

'Is this the end?'

Before the Goblin was able to reach his full height and bring the weapon down upon Ethan there was a rather strong breeze that came in through the window and left out through the mini-door the Goblins had made. The breeze brushed past Ethan and lifted the little fluffy clouds covering his head with it, right into the face of the Goblin.

*KAk KaAK*

The Goblin coughed with its eyes closed and face scrunched up, swinging its arms wildly to regain it's vision, accidentally breathing in the spores Ethan had created earlier. Unable to close his eyes or look away Ethan saw this happen in a pseudo-slow motion.

'Those are my spores! So they're on my head! That's why it was itchy!'

*kaK*

After a few moments of coughing, the Goblin stopped moving completely and all emotion left it's face. The Goblin stood and it's arms dropped to its side as the Goblin's eyes took on a glazed look and the evil on the creature's face seemed to completely dissipate, leaving it with a serene and peaceful expression like a Goblin Monk who had reached enlightenment, it dropped the weapon it was carrying and let out a contented sigh before it sat down next to Ethan and started rubbing it's clawed little hand across Ethan's cap, enoying the rough feeling of his palm against the dry wrinkled texture of Ethan's new leathery skin.

'Ugh it fucking stinks.'

Ethan felt the smell was terrible and it reminded him of the time his family dog had vomited and the sun had been slowly cooking it throughout the day until someone found it because of the smell when he was younger. It was gross but not enough to make you vomit too. The Goblin continued to sigh and smile at nothing like it was the most carefree creature in the world. Ethan was watching the creature, just slightly larger than he was and noticed there was something raising up the loincloth, much too close to his face.

'Oh my god what the fuck did I make?!'

Luckily for Ethan or perhaps not, what he made wasn't anything sexual or an aphrodisiac it was just that the Goblin libido is so high that anything exciting can cause it to get aroused easily even non-sexual things like finding a new 'smashbanger' to hit things with or the idea of hitting and smashing things in general.

What Ethan had actually done was to focus on keeping anyone affected by his spores completely calm however that wasn't all it ended up being able to do. The spores had the effect of complete serenity, essentially nothing else mattered except just being. There were no thoughts. No desires. No hate, pain, love, lust, hunger, thirst, there was nothing except for existing in the calm of the moment. How the spores truly worked was they entered into a living organism and from there a fungus would grow, attempting to find the relevant areas of the host mind to alter to create the desired effect; naturally this was aided by the system.

The Goblin just felt Ethan up for a little bit, stood up, gave him a lick and proceeded to wander around extremely slowly, emulating an old man walking through a park, it touched the walls, sniffed the furniture, looking at the posters on the wall and it did so the entire time whilst stroking itself with one of it's free hands. The Goblin was literally in a world of its own.

'Uh.. what the hell is going on..'

Completely confused at the change in behaviour, Ethan continued to watch the little Goblin wander around as it kept sighing contentedly until it froze for a second whilst facing a picture of Ethan's Ex-Girlfriend that he'd forgotten to or rather didn't want to take down. The Goblin then gave a happy little chirp completely contrary to the earlier creepy shrieking and then laid on the floor with it's arms and legs spread akimbo before falling asleep with a goofy smile. On the wall there was a suspicious viscous black liquid slowly making its way down the wall.

'Is that Goblin cum on my wall? Seriously?'

With a twisted expression of disgust on Ethan's mushroom face his gaze swapped between watching the black substance dribble down the wall and the slow breathing goblin on the floor.

This little sideshow ended after around twenty seconds as yet another black-clawed green hand came through the doggy door that the Goblins had graciously installed in his apartment's front door.

The Third Goblin continued to try and climb through the door and similarly fell like the first one, however the corpse cushioned his fall and the Goblin got up in a leisurely fashion. On the Goblin's face was the same dumb smile as the second Goblin and it came into the room, moved over to where the second Goblin was whilst yawning and scratching it's belly it then lay right on top of the first Goblin, falling asleep with a chirp similar to the first. Another weapon and hand came through the door shortly after.

'What the fuck is going on. Why is nothing making sense anymore.'

Ethan watched as one by one, Goblins kept coming through his apartment mini-door/window combo and joined the growing pile of semi-naked bodies, each one letting off a similar chirp before falling asleep.

After some ten minutes the pile had grown to be rather large, at least 30 of the little things had joined the pile. The steady stream of Goblins had slowed down and the final one came in dragging a human arm hacked off from a shoulder and dropped it before falling asleep too. Ethan let out a sigh of relief as everything seemed to have calmed down, even the crashing and banging deeper in the apartment had stopped.

'So these things must've been looting and pillaging their way through the buildings. They're a lot different when they're not being murderous, but their smell definitely gets worse the more of them you get together.'

Sitting for a minute and going over what had just happened, Ethan thought his racial ability, [Create Spores], might be a bit more overpowered than he had first thought, he'd only intended it to keep whoever sees him calm, not whatever had happened.

'So there can be unintended side effects or maybe my imagination of what I wanted was too strong or not clear enough.'

*Growl*

One of the Goblins growled while it was sleeping, which prompted all the other Goblins to also growl which created a bassy note Ethan could feel in his body as he vibrated. It only lasted for a few seconds until it stopped.

'Right, they're still monsters. Focus. I have a literal nest of monsters right in front of me now. What should I do.'

A smile crept across Ethan's face.

'I do the only thing I can do. I test out how far I can go with [Create Spores].'

The smile turned into an evil grin that would scare the living daylights out of any Human who saw him right then.

Ethan thought for a moment about what he wanted to do and what he could make and what it meant, when suddenly he was struck with inspiration.

'Fungal Warlock.. Fungus.. Spores.. Ants.. That's it!'

From outside these thoughts didn't make much sense, however in Ethan's mind they made total sense and Ethan had made up his mind regarding what he wanted to do next.

Ethan had a general idea of what he wanted his next spores to do and was about to begin using [Create Spores] again, but decided not to, by now it had been a long day and the light reflected off the glass of the building across the street and into his apartment, lighting it up with an orange-red hue. He yawned and decided for what he was going to try, it was best if his energy was at its peak, he willed his roots that had by now almost fully encased the Fly eggs to stop growing and that sent all of his roots back into normal activity, he immediately felt the surge of nutrients to his main body speed up as they came from all around him through his roots.

With that and the day coming to a close, Ethan closed his eyes and decided to sleep, thankful that he didn't need to get comfortable because he already was. He wasn't worried at all about anything coming through his door because whatever it was would have to make the hole bigger or break down the door which would wake him and the Goblins up, on the other hand anything small enough to enter the hole most likely wouldn't be able to kill this many Goblins anyway. It was for that same reason he thought any Human would be too scared to enter an apartment that had a mountain of little green monsters snoring inside it.

Ethan had already assumed that everyone else in the apartment building had already been killed by these little monsters, given that some of their weapons and bodies were covered in blood, not to mention the literal arm that was brought in by one of them. What Ethan didn't know however was that the Goblins had only made it to his floor before nesting in his apartment. The breeze from earlier was caused because Goblins had broken the building main door and his window was the only open one in the entire building, causing a draft to flow between the two and carry his spores down and through the main halls of the building where they had taken little eddies of wind and ridden them into every open apartment, coincidentally infecting all the Goblins there and leaving the rest of the building clear.

This was what allowed the people on the floor above him, roughly forty percent of the building's total occupants, the lucky ones who had been at home at the time, to survive Judgement Day itself and although these survivors slept crammed inside of a single apartment with the furniture against the door and confused at the silence in the building, they did so willingly out of fear because no one wanted to be the one to go outside to check when it was getting dark, especially after seeing the little Goblins jumping on people five at a time and clubbing, clawing and biting them to death. Many of the witnesses were unable to sleep that night.