The Game Of Scorb

Ascend

You are Kyrann Maalik and you located your quest bed. You plan to ascend soon. Infact, you are going there now. You plan on taking your life on the quest bed. And hopefully you won't die in a heroic way anytime soon.

You reach the quest bed, you look at it scornfully. It is a slab of goddamn red rock. You lay on it distastfully, before sliting your throat.

You choke on your violet blood. It is all you can taste. All you can smell. All you can see. And now, you feel nothing. You no longer taste your tangy, metallic purple blood in your mouth.

The world is so dark though. Nope, never mind. There is a bright ass red light. It comes closer, showing that it is a gear. You knew you were the time player. But you never knew you would be the Prince of Time. Shit that sounds awesome.

You open your eyes, feeling that you are no longer in your usual t-shirt. You don't bother wearing pants since your waist down is robot parts. It's not like there is anything to hide.

You look down at yourself, studying your new outfit and OH HELL NO! You refuse to wear these poofy-fücker-pants. You literally rip them off your legs. Still got metal legs, so why the hell would you care.

Oh yea. You got wings. Now you can look like a fücking pixie. Hell yea.

Welcome to Godhood.