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[Dalton Westmoore]

I decided to turn Terraria: The Comic, into a Story to make the plot move more quickly. If more stuff will be made in comic form, it will be posted on the origional Comic Topic.

 

Anyways, on to the Story Stuff:

 

Terraria: The Comic: Page 55

 

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Several Days have passed since Dalton and his party made out of Hedoro Oushou’s Goblin Town. During this Time, the Player mined for ores, and made several new sets of armor: from Lead to Silver, from Silver to Tungsten, and Tungsten to Gold. He now collected Platinum ore to make armor and equipment of that kind.

 

            Dalton stood at his anvil, smelting Tungsten ore to make a Tungsten Pickaxe. Kyle walked into the House to watch the Player work. Unlike normal guides, he wore an Iron Breastplate and Leggings, and had an Iron Sword strapped to his back.

 

            “Creating new stuff, are you?” He asked.

 

            “Yeah,” Dalton said, as he finished smelting the ore and moved to his anvil “It’s been a week since I fought any of the Bosses, and that means that they’re probably up to something. That’s why I made armor for you guys.”

 

            “Chryselis still isn’t happy about that,” Kyle said, grinning “the Dryads aren’t big on metal equipment and armor, that’s why they wear Jungle Armor.”

 

            “And scantly applied leaves.” Dalton added dryly.

 

            “Speaking of Dryads,” Kyle said “Umog is here to see you.”

 

            “Really?” Dalton said, cheering up “I haven’t seen him since we escaped from his Goblin Towne!”

 

            “Yeah,” Kyle said “He says he has some stuff for you.”

 

            Dalton put his new Tungsten Pickaxe in his inventory and followed his Guide outside to where Umog waited. 

 

 

 

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   Umog the ‘Mad Inventor’, was now dressed, in addition to his white overshirt, red dress shirt, black shorts, and leather shoes, wore battered Iron armor and carried a spear and a pack. The Blue Goblin adjusted his modified sunglasses and smile as Dalton and Kyle approached. “Ah, Dalton, it’s good to see you again.” He said.

            “It’s good to see you Umog!” Dalton said “Kyle says you have some stuff for me…?”

 

            “Yes, yes I do,” Umog said as he unslung the backpack from his shoulders and set it on the ground. From it he withdrew what looked like a small dresser from his pack and set it on the ground “It’s a Tinkerer’s Workshop,” he explained “you use it to combine items to make new ones. Like how combining Hermes Boots and my Rocket Boots make Specter Boots like the ones you have.”

 

            He next removed a Tool Belt, and handed it to Dalton. “This will increase your placing range.” He said.

            Then he removed a Grappling Hook and gave it to Dalton. “This is for climbing and staying in place. It’s very useful when you go mining.” He said.

 

            Finally, he removed a small sack and handed it to Dalton. “Those are Spiky Balls,” He said as Dalton opened the sack to examine them “Goblins use them in warfare to slow enemy advances. They’re very effective.”

 

            Kyle, who had been peering into the sack, said “There’s still two more things in there, Umog, what are they?”

 

            “They,” Umog said as Joseph, Gargavel, Dominique, Madeline and Chryseis gathered around “are the other reason why I came here.”

 

            From the sack he withdrew a Black and Red Helmet fashioned to look like a hideous monster with yellow gem eyes, and a wicked looking two-edged purple sword.

 

            Chryseis gasped “A Crimson Helmet and a Light’s Bane!” she said. The other NPCs backed away from the evil objects.

 

            “Yes,” the Goblin said as he handed these as well to Dalton, who quickly put them into his inventory “Yesterday, we were attacked. Beasts of the Corruption and the Crimson invaded our Towne, as well as Soldiers of both places.”

 

            “But why would they do that?” Joseph asked “You haven’t, as far as I know, picked a fight with them, have you?”

 

            “No, it’s because some of us helped Dalton escape from Hedoro Ousho and his minions.” Umog said “Hedoro was a Boss, the Slime King; his allies are probably not please that he’s dead. So they attacked us?”

 

            “How many are dead?” Madeline asked.

 

            “Too many,” Umog said “more than half the Towne is dead, and the others are wounded or critically injured. Goblins Immigrants are coming to us, they like how we run our tribe now, but it will take many more of them to bring the Towne back to its former glory.”

 

            “Like it had any.” Gargaval muttered.

 

 

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“There’s one thing I don’t understand,” Dalton said as he and Kyle walked to the nearest Trees to find some wood (He had deemed it best for Umog to stay with them instead of returning to Goblin Towne) “What exactly are the Corruption and the Crimson, anyway? Everyone keeps saying that it’s the essence of the Spirit of Darkness, but I don’t even know who that is!”

 

            “Well,” Kyle “At the Beginning of Time, the World was normal. The Players and NPCs, the Dryads, the Dwarves, and the Goblins lived in harmony. Then, two powerful Spirits came to the land: The Spirit of Light, and the Spirit of Darkness. The Spirit of Light governed over the Hallow, the original Home of the Dryads, and the Spirit of Darkness ruled over the Corruption and the Crimson. Naturally, both Spirits despised each other, and fought against each other, as Spirits of that Nature often do; the Dryads and Dwarves joined the Light, the Goblins joined the Dark, and the Players and NPCs joined whichever side the thought was best. The War raged on for many years, and hundreds died on both sides. Finally, a mighty Third Party, led by a great creature, fought against both Spirits, and imprisoned them. It then created others to help guard the Spirits from those who would free them. But even this came too late: The Players were almost completely wiped out, the NPCs were scattered, the Dryads hid in their forests, the Dwarves retreated into their Mountain Fortresses, and the once proud Goblin race had been reduced to a primitive shadow of their former Nation. The Hallow disappeared, and only the Corruption and Crimson remained.”

 

            There was a brief silence.

 

            “That was a lot of Backstory.” Dalton commented.

 

            “Yes, it is,” Kyle said “The story of this Land has been changed and added to over the years, so even I don’t know if this version of it is true.”

 

 

 

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[Dalton Westmoore]

Story Stuff:

 

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After returning with the wood and building Umog’s House, the Player and his NPCs gathered in the Main Building.

            “Things are picking up again after a while,” Dalton said “If the creatures from the Corruption and the Crimson attacked Goblin Towne and won, then they must be pretty strong.”

            “There were only 120 of the blighters ta being with,” Gargaval pointed out “its not like they were a mighty empire or something like that.”

            “Nevertheless,” Dalton continued “”We should go and see if we can find anything that the Corruption and the Crimson. Who’s with me?”

            A Chorus of Ayes filled the room, followed by a reluctant “Aye…” from Gargaval.

            “Alright, I’m so prepared for this!” Chryseis said excitedly “I have a special powder for cleansing the Crimson and the Corruption!”

            “Good,” said Dalton “Because you’ll be in charge of fighting any monsters from them if we’re attacked by them!”

            Chryseis became significantly less excited.After returning with the wood and building Umog’s House, the Player and his NPCs gathered in the Main Building.

            “Things are picking up again after a while,” Dalton said “If the creatures from the Corruption and the Crimson attacked Goblin Towne and won, then they must be pretty strong.”

            “There were only 120 of the blighters ta being with,” Gargaval pointed out “its not like they were a mighty empire or something like that.”

            “Nevertheless,” Dalton continued “”We should go and see if we can find anything that the Corruption and the Crimson. Who’s with me?”

            A Chorus of Ayes filled the room, followed by a reluctant “Aye…” from Gargaval.

            “Alright, I’m so prepared for this!” Chryseis said excitedly “I have a special powder for cleansing the Crimson and the Corruption!”

            “Good,” said Dalton “Because you’ll be in charge of fighting any monsters from them if we’re attacked by them!”

            Chryseis became significantly less excited.

 

 

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Before he left with the others, Dalton went to visit the NPCs that had chosen not to come. These two had arrived the most recently: Abdosir the Dye Merchant, and Guido the Painter.

            The Player met with both NPC’s in Guido’s House. The interior of the Building was furnished in brightly colored wallpaper and paintings. Anything that was not painted was splattered paint.

            “Hey-a Dalton!” Guido said as he began to paint a Wooden Armor Stand “How-a long do ya think-a you’ll be-a gone for?”

            “I don’t know,” Dalton said “for the rest of today and maybe all of the night at least. You two will be okay here, right?”

            “Indeed,” said Abdosir as he took a sip from his cup of tea “we’ll be safe as houses as long as we stay in them.”

            “Right,” Dalton said as he dodged a large splatter of paint that had come from Guido’s direction “Hopefully, the Zombies won’t try to get you again.”

            “Right-a!” Guido said “Hopefully, nothing will-a happen while you’re-a gone!”

            None of them, of course, knew about the Meteor that had recently landed, and the man that had come with it.

 

 

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Meteorus had been uninjured by his landing with the Meteor. His ship, containing Meteor bars, armor, phaseblades, space guns and star cannons was buried underneath it. He needed a Pickaxe to mine it away, or to tunnel underneath.

            The Meteor Heads had not bothered him as of yet, as he was not this world’s Player, be he would still need better weapons than just a Laser Pistol to defend himself with.

            So he began to walk east, hoping he would find this world’s Player.

            As he was passing through a narrow valley, he heard a noise. He ducked behind a boulder, drawing his space gun.

            He heard the noise again. It sounded like…bouncing?

            He jumped from behind the boulder; his space gun pointed at the person making the noise, and barked “Halt! Stand and be recognized!”

            “Put the gun down, Silly!” The person said, giggling of all things “I’m not an enemy.

            Meteorus took a second look at the person. She had poofy dark pink hair, a light pink shirt, a dark pink mini-skirt, rainbow stockings, and red shoes. “A Party Girl NPC,” he said as he put his gun away “I should have known.”

            “Yup!” the Party Girl said happily “Name’s Pye, Pinkie Pye! I’m from a long line of Party Girls! My Mother was such a Party animal, that she stopped an entire goblin army by just suggesting having a Golfing Party! ”

            There was a brief pause.

            “There were at least three references in that sentence that I didn’t get,” Meteorus finally said “and I’m glad I didn’t.”

            “Aww, you’re no fun, Meteor Man!” Pinkie whined “maybe the Player I’m going to will be more fun than you.”

            “I am not ‘Meteor Man’,” Meteorus said “my name is Meteorus, and-.”

            He paused.

            “Wait, you’re headed to this World’s Player?”

            “Yup.”

            “Well then,” Meteorus said “I suggest that we become traveling companions, as we are headed in the same direction.”

            “You’re looking for the Player too?” Pinkie said “Goodie! We should form a group of Player-searchers! We could call ourselves the Disciples of Righteous Searching!”

            “There is no such thing as righteous searching,” Meteorus said “and besides, those four letters that you emphasized make the acronym D.o.r.c.” 

            “Well, at least it’s better than nothing.” Pinkie pointed out.

 

 

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[Dalton Westmoore]

Story Stuff:

 

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Dalton, Kyle, Joseph, Gargaval, Madeline, Chryseis and Umog left the village and headed to the cave that lead to the glowing Mushroom Planes, which in turn lead to the front entrance to Goblin Towne, which lead to a bunch of rope bridges that finally lead to Goblin Towne itself.

            It was in even more of a shambles that usual.

            Many of the ramshackle huts and houses that had been built on platforms built into the wall of the large cave that Goblin Towne was in had been smashed and had fallen into the abyss beneath, or had sustained heavy damage or had lit on fire. The Platform that had once held Hedoro Oushou’s Throne had been partially destroyed; the Coliseum was burning, and the newly constructed Senate Building was broken in half.

            Bodies of slain Goblins were being gathered by Survivors to be buried, while the bodies of the Attackers were being stripped of their armor and weapons and being put in huge piles to be burned. Bodes of strange red or purples creatures lay around; most had insectoid legs and human eyes, while others were like great worms or bloated bags with dark green ooze trickling from their mouths. Many fires were burning in different parts of the town; these were either a neon green color or a blood-red color. Many patches of dark purple or red, flesh-looking corruption were scattered around the town. Chryseis immediately went over to the nearest patch, and threw one of her bags of purification powder at one of these patches. There was a poof of blue tinged dust, and the patch disappeared.

            “Well,” Dalton said “This going to take a while to fix.”

 

 

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Fortunately, Dalton had some extra wood with him, so he began working with the other goblins on repairing the Towne. While he was doing this, he found a large opening in the wall next to a large Angel Statue. “Hey guys!” he exclaimed “come look at this!”

            The NPCs and Umog gathered around what he had found:

            It appeared to be dug to close to the wall, so that part of it had collapsed, creating an entrance into Goblin Town. The tunnel was the same dark purple color as many of the patches around the Towne were, and was studded with ores and gems.

            “What the heck is this?” Dalton asked Kyle.

            “Well,” Kyle said “it looks like a Tunnel that was made by an Eater of Worlds. Eaters of Worlds are over glorified worms, and burrow through the earth, eating dirt and excreting gems and ores. Their very aura corrupts the ground around them.”

            There was a brief pause.

            “Well,” Gargaval said as he hefted a piece of iron ore “that explains why this smells like offal.”’

 “Well,” Kyle said as he entered the burrow (for that is what it was), and looked in both directions “to the left there’s more tunnel, and to the right, there’s even more tunnel.”

            He turned to Dalton and asked “Which way do you think we should go?”

            “Well,” Dalton said “it’s obvious that at least some of the Enemies that attack used this to get into the Towne undetected. So I say we should follow the tunnel that leads to the right.”

            “Alright,” Gargaval said “ye heard ‘im! Let’s move out!”

 

 

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After many twists and turns, the tunnel ended in a large ledge that overlooked a large cave. The only way that led down to the cave floor was a thin path that only three abreast could walk down. The cave was colored the same as the patches of the Corruption and the Crimson like they had found in Goblin Towne. Two groups of soldiers and creatures were on either side of the cave, with a person standing in the center:

            The First group was dressed in Demonite Armor, and held bows, war axes, swords, pickaxes, warhammers, flails, muskets, and Vilethorns. The creatures were of an insectoid or slimeish nature.

            The Second group wore in Crimson Armor, and wielded bows, single bladed war axes, scimitars, pickaxes, warhammers, flails, Undertakers, spears, and maces. The creatures were of a rotten, fleshy, intestine or zombie-ish nature.

            The person in the center seemed to be a woman dressed in gold armor and rust-red robes, and had golden hair and gold eyes. She was Blaze, one of Zwilt’s subordinates, but the player and the NPCs didn’t know that.

            “Well,” Dalton said to himself “This is interesting…”

 

[Dalton Westmoore]

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Dalton pulled out his binoculars to spy on Blaze and the leaders of the Corruption and the Crimson Forces. The Acoustics of the Cave were so perfect, that he could hear them perfectly:

            “Today’s Raid went perfectly,” Blaze said “even if you two couldn’t stop arguing through out it.”

            “It’s in our Nature to Fight,” The Leader of the Crimson Troops said. He had yellow snake eyes, fangs a forked tongue, and red skin “jussst becaussse we are dessscended from the Ssspirit of Darknessss doesssn’t mean we have to get along.”

            “You should be amazed that we haven’t started killing each other yet,” The Leader of the Corruption said. He had dark skin like an African’s, red eyes, and dark brown skin “especially the Eaters of Souls and the Face Monsters. They really don’t like each other.”

            “Nonetheless,” Blaze said “We needed your help. The Hardmode enemies like the Corruption Slimes and Possessed Armor we gave to you, and the Herplings and Crimslimes we gave to the Crimson Forces are very hard to acquire when Malgus and Zwilt are doing it.”

            “Zwilt is one of our greatest Generals,” the Corruption Leader said “He will not fail you or your Master.”

            “Asss I remember, Nagxsssusss,” the Crimson Leader said “the Great Enemy from the ancient daysss wasss not to be trusssted, and Zwilt wasss a Immortal Traitor.”

            “Shut up, Cascaras,” Nagxsus snarled “He’s worth at least ten of you!”

            A Fight surely would have broken out had not Dalton been jostled by Kyle and Joseph, who were jockeying over who would get the binoculars next.

            Suddenly, the section under the three broke, and the Player, the Guide, and the Merchant went tumbling down onto the ledge beneath.

 

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Due to the perfect Acoustics of the Cave, it would have been impossible to not hear the racket coming from the ledge, and a hubbub broke out almost immediately in the ranks of Corruption and Crimson Soldiers and Monsters.

            “What was that?!”

            “A Noise! We heard a Noise!”

            “We smell it! Player Flesh! And NPC Marrow!”

            “All the Juicy, Juicy Souls!”

            “Kill them!”

            “Smash them!”

            “Beat them!”

            “Destroy them all!”

            The Soldiers and Monsters began to make their way to the small path leading up to the ledge.

            “I think we might have a problem.” Dalton said as he extracted himself from underneath Kyle and Joseph.

            “You mean that at least a Hundred Crimson and Corruption Soldiers and Monsters are coming this way to kill us in at least five different ways?”

            “No,” Dalton said as he held up a Panic Necklace and a Vilethorn “these are the problem.”

            “What did you do Dalton?” Kyle asked slowly.

            “Well…” Dalton said as he scratched his head.

            “What.”

            “Did.”

            “You.”

            “Do?!”

            “Well,” Dalton said as he pointed to the Purple colored shards of thick glass and small bits of flesh “I might have fallen on a Shadow Orb and a Crimson Heart when we landed on this ledge.”

 

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“You did WHAT?!?!”

            “Calm down Kyle,” Dalton said as he put the Necklace and the Weapon in his inventory “nothing bad should happen for a while yet.”

            “Nothing bad should happen? Nothing bad should happen?!” the Guide spluttered “don’t you remember what I told you about Shadow Orbs and Crimson Hearts?!”

            “No not-.” Dalton started and then said “Oh, you mean how they summon a Boss each?”

            “YES!” Kyle exploded “How could you do that even after I warned you!”

            “Uh, Guys,” Joseph said.

            “Hey, it’s not my fault that I fell on these! I can’t control where I fall!” Dalton said exasperatedly.

            “That’s what Spectre Boots are for, you Nitwit!” Kyle snapped

            “Uh, Guys…!” Joseph said again.

            “That coming from someone who can’t defend himself is really laughable.” Dalton snarled.

            “How is that even related?!?!” Kyle shouted.

            “GUYS!” Joseph bellowed.

            “WHAT?!”

            “Look,” Joseph said as he pointed behind the two. Kyle and Dalton turned to see what was behind them, and almost jumped with fear.

            Two things were behind them, and both looked like they were from a Nightmare: The first was a purple worm-like thing made up of five foot sections with five, green eyes (four small and one large) on it. The head of the Worm had a large eye, two smaller eyes, a large set of tusk like mandibles, with a smaller set on either side of its mouth, and row upon row of razor sharp teeth. The other was what appeared to be a brain the size of a house with four tentacles next to the brain stem, and was surrounded by a cloud of Demon Eyes with orange irises.

            The Creature let out a loud keening, shrieking roar, while the Brain shouted “F͚̀'̣͍̺̯̼͘ͅt̵͍͓̥̞̣̼͖a̖̦̖̹̱̪̮͡n͏̥͉̪̺͔̹ǵ͓͎̝!̠͍̥͜”

            There was a brief silence.

            “We’re screwed.” Dalton, Kyle and Joseph said in unison.

 

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[Dalton Westmoore]

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All three began to climb up back to the top of the Ledge. It was a good thing to, for the instant after they reached the top, the Eater of Worlds and several Demon Eyes crashed into the lower ledge, breaking it into many different pieces.

            “What are those things?” Dalton yelled and the Eater of Worlds dug underneath the Ledge, tunneled around, and emerged from the ceiling.

            “It’s an Eater of Worlds and the Brain of Cthulu!” Kyle said as they had to dodge more Demon Eyes “Those Demon Eyes are called Creepers!”

            “The Brain of Cthulu?” Dalton asked as he cut several Creepers in half “How many more of Cthulu’s body parts do I have to fight?”

            “Well, according to Legend, Cthulu was a giant demon that was part man, part octopus, and part dragon. With the help of the Council of Developers, the Spirits of Light and Darkness defeated him and broke his body into many different pieces. As far as I know, only one of his Eyes and his Brain survived. There’s a Legend that two more Eyes, called the Twins, also survived.”

            “Z͎̲͉̲̝̥͜a͎l̛̬̩g̭͔̣̖̰̳o̡̰!̷̟” the Brain screeched as new waves of Creepers advanced on the player and the NPCs.

            Meanwhile, the Corruption and Crimson Soldiers and Monsters began to make their way up the pathway to the ledge. Dominique organized the NPCs into blocking the path.

            “Draw Swords!” he shouted “If we can hold this position, we can bottleneck ‘em, just like the Spartans at Thermopylae!”

            “Didn’t the Spartans get betrayed and then all were slaughtered with no survivors?” Madeline asked.

            “Yes, but that’s not relevant!” Dominique shouted as the first wave of Corruption and Crimson monsters came upon them, causing them to break off their conversation and begin slaying monsters.

 

 

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Meanwhile, Meteorus and Pinkie Pye had reached the first of the houses of Dalton’s Village.

            “Hmm,” Meteorus said as he inspected the wooden buildings and the stone armory “it appears that this Planet is in some sort of a Medival Time-Period.”

            “Wait, your planet is more advanced than this?” the Party Girl asked.

            “Was.” Meteorus answered as he knocked on the door. The door opened and Guido poked his head outside.

            “Hey-a!” he said cheerfully “your-a more NPCs?”

            “I’m not an NPC,” Meteorus said scornfully “I am Meteorus, former citizen of the Planet Metrain.”  

            “You’re-a an Alien?” the Italian Painter asked, surprised.

            “You could say that.” Meteorus said, shrugging.

            “Wait, you’re from the Planet Metrain?” Abdosir asked as he joined Guido at the door “My Grandfather said that he once met a person who claimed to be from the Planet Metrain as well. He said the person’s name was Damnos.”

            “That would be my Uncle.” Meteorus said.

            “Really?” said the Dyes Merchant intrigued “So, people on your planet live longer than ones on this planet!”

            “They did,” Meteorus said sadly “my Uncle was 25 when he met your grandfather. He was 36 when his life was snuffed out.” 

            “The years musta been longer to.” Guido said.”

            “Anyways,” Abdosir said as he opened the door wider “Come on in. We would love to hear your story.”

            The Alien Player and the NPC entered the house, unawares that they were being watched.

 

 

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The Eater of Worlds lunged at Dalton, who quickly cut its head off. The Worm-like Boss reared back, as the stump spewed dark green blood. Then the blood suddenly stopped, and the segments of its body moved forward as the stump cracked open and a new head emerged. The new head let out a piercing screech and lunged at the player.

            “How long will it keeping doing that for?” Dalton asked as he cut three Creepers in half.

            “Until every segment is destroyed!” Kyle said as he skewered a Creeper on his sword. The cloud of Creepers, which had originally been at least 80 strong, was now somewhere around 20 or less. Many of them had been destroyed by the Eater of Worlds’ mad lunges to get at Dalton, while the Brain of Cthulu fly around in circles, shouting “F͚̀'̣͍̺̯̼͘ͅt̵͍͓̥̞̣̼͖a̖̦̖̹̱̪̮͡n͏̥͉̪̺͔̹ǵ͓͎̝!̠͍̥͜” in a very repetitive and annoying fashion.

            Meanwhile, the NPCs who were guarding the small path were doing surprisingly well. A pile of slain Monsters and Soldiers were steadily growing around them, while others, who had been thrown off by the NPCs or had been pushed off by their comrades, fell screaming to the cavern floor while Cascaras and Nagxsus laid about their soldiers with the flats of their swords are they forced them to continue to attack the NPCs position.

            “We’re doing surprisingly well,” Dominique said as he eviscerated a Face Monster “Leonidas would be proud!”

            “Yeah,” Joseph said as he cut down a Crimson Soldier, grabbed the Soldier’s Undertaker, and pumped an Eater of Souls full of lead “but eventually we’ll be overrun, just like the 300 Spartans.”

            “Just be glad they aren’t using Persians and their strange Goat-Men to fight us with,” Dominique said “then we’d really be screwed!”

            “You do realize that those things only happened in the movie, and not in real life?” Joseph said as he threw away the Undertaker and beheaded a Corruption Soldier.

            “That’s ridiculous!” Dominique said as he pulled out his trusty Minishark and began to mow down enemy Soldiers “Next you’ll be saying that the Spartans actually wore armor in battle, instead of those tiny Speedos!” 

 

 

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[GhostlyCheese]

Hey D, I know I haven't been around much. But I've been checking out your comics and art in the last few weeks.

[Dalton Westmoore]

Hey D, I know I haven't been around much. But I've been checking out your comics and art in the last few weeks.

 

Thanks!

 

Anyways, on to the Story Stuff!:

 

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After they all we seated, and Abdosir had poured them each a cup of exotic looking tea, Meteorus began to tell his story:

            “I am, as I said before, from the Planet Metrain. It was a planet of rocky planes with forests and grass planes. The Metals of the planet gave us many kinds of armor, including this Meteor Armor I am wearing right now. However, our Government eventually became corrupted by Cultists who worshiped the Corruption. Eventually, Dozens of Eaters of Worlds and other foul Corruption Spawn were tunneling throughout our planet and turning it all to its Nightmarish Color. Soon, so many tunnels had been dug in the planet, that it resembled a slice of Swiss cheese. Eventually, the planet began to collapse after one of the tunnels caved in. Only I and some others escaped: The Cultists had closed the Spaceports, and only people with private ships could escape. I know that my Family is dead: the planet imploded, and my ship was hit by a chunk of meteor, which caused my ship to crash land on this planet. If I could get a gold pickaxe, I could free my ship, and leave this planet. Do you know where the Player of this Planet is?”

            “You mean Dalton Westmoore?” Abdosir said “He isn’t here right now. He’s gone to a Goblin Town to fight Crimson and Corruption Forces.”

            “The Corruption is here too?” Meteorus said.

            “Yes, the Spirit of Darkness touches all Planets.” Abdosir said philosophically.

            “Where is he? If he’s fighting Corruption Forces, then I want in.”

            “We don’t-a know th’ way!” Guido said “I’m sorry, but all those who know-a th’ way are gone from-a here!”

            “Not all of them are gone.” Someone said. Everyone turned to see…

 

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Very soon, there were only 10 Creepers left, which Dalton and Kyle both finished off between them. Then the Brain of Cthulu suddenly stopped. A loud ripping sound, accompanied by a loud “F͚̀'̣͍̺̯̼͘ͅt̵͍͓̥̞̣̼͖a̖̦̖̹̱̪̮͡n͏̥͉̪̺͔̹ǵ͓͎̝!̠͍̥͜”, and the face of the organ split open. 9 Fangs of varying size appeared on either side of the gap: in the bloody rift, something that looked like a Heart, and an eye with an orange iris. Then, the Eye spoke in an all too familiar voice:

            “Hello, Dalton.”

            “You sound like the Eye of Cthulu!” Dalton said, surprised.

            “We are from the same body, him and me, so you shouldn’t be surprised. All of Cthulu’s Body Parts share the same voice.” The Eye said.

            “Then if you’re from the same body, then I should be able to defeat you the same way!” Dalton said as he changed his weapon to a gold spear and threw it straight at the Brain. It moved easily out of the way, and moved swiftly forward to ram into Dalton, but the Player jumped out of the way.

            He swiftly drank a Regeneration, Thorns, and Ironskin potion, before returning to the Melee, his Undertaker spitting lead death at the Monstrous Brain.

 

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...Dustil the Assassin standing in the Doorway.

            “Dustil!” Abdosir standing up “I’d forgotten that you were here? Where have you been?”

            “Away on my own business.” Dustil said dismissively. He then turned to Meteorus and said “You’re looking for Dalton? He and the others went to Goblin Towne with Umog to fight Fell Things or something like that.”

            “Yeah,” Meteorus said, and then searched around in his inventory while saying “I can’t believe I forgot about these things!”

            He then produced a Star-Cannon and a Phaseblade, returning the latter to his Inventory and keeping out the former. “Now I’m ready.” He said.

            The pair then left the NPC village, passing Dalton’s House, and then into the Rift that lead to Gobin Towne.

            After going through a dirt cave, a large rock cave, and several smaller caves and passages, Meteorus and Dustil emerged into a large plain of Glowing Mushrooms. From time to time, Dustil glanced back and saw the Alien Player glancing in awe at glowing mushrooms and the mycelium covered pillars and strange statues that appeared every so often. “Like ‘em, eh?” Dustil asked, surprising Meteorus, who simply nodded. 

            “It’s said that they’re all that’s left of an ancient race of Nomadic, One-Eyed Mushroom People that is said to have lived here before the first Dwarves ever began to dig deep into the world.” The Assassin said “They have a specific name, but I forget what it was.”

            “Really?” Meteorus asked, surprised.

            “Who knows?” Dustil answered “Hardly any trace of them is left to prove their existence except for those pillars and statues.”

            The two moved on, not knowing that one of the Mushroom People was watching them from the safety of the shadow of one of the giant, glowing mushrooms. 

 

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Dalton pulled the trigger on his Undertaker, but there was only a dull clicking sound. He tried the same thing with his musket and his Minishark, but the same thing happened: he was out of bullets.

            The Brain of Cthulu saw its chance and rammed into the player, sending him reeling.

            Meanwhile, Blaze drew her sword and moved passed Cascaras and Nagxsus, neither of which had moved forward with their men.

            The Crimson Leader grabbed Zwilt’s subordinate and hissed “Where do you think your going, Girly? Leave the fighting to the minionsss.”

            Blaze wrenched her hand from Cascaras’ grasp and said “I’m going to finish the player and the NPCs myself. Your ‘minionsss’ can’t seem to handle them.”

            The Crimson Leader turned an even deeper red than he already was, and looked like he was going to bite Blaze, when Nagxsus restrained him and said “Are you crazy? Let here go: she’s probably better than most of our fighters.”

            Cascaras spat “Ptah! Her massster had better remember thisss and reward usss greatly, because I won’t forget thisss, you little whelp!”

            “Nor will I.” Blaze sneered as she advanced on the NPCs

 

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Dustil and Meteorus passed through the Glowing Mushroom Plains, the Small Cave that was the Entrance to Goblin Towne, and through the maze of rope bridges to the town itself. The Assassin was startled by the state of Towne, while the Alien seemed not to mind: he had seen destroyed Goblin Towns before.

            Umog, who had not gone with Dalton and the other NPCs, walked over with Hannah the Goblin Scout along with several other goblins that had been part of G.A.H.O (Goblins Against Hedoro Oushou).

            “It’s good to see you again, Dustil,” the Goblin Tinkerer said “and who is this you’ve brought with you?”

            “He’s Meteorus,” the Assassin explained “he’s…ah…not of this world.”

            “Ah, so he’s an Alien, then.” Umog said, not in the least surprised “I doubt that you two came here to help us, but to help Dalton. He and the others went into a tunnel that had been dug by an Eater of Worlds.”

            “An Eater of Worlds?” Meteorus said as he gripped his Star Cannon tighter “Lead me to it: I want to put it down personally.”

            “Just follow me,” Umog said as he broke into a brisk trot “and I’ll lead you there.”

            The two then followed the Goblins to the tunnel, where the sounds of battle could be heard.  

 

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Suddenly, Joseph took an arrow to the shoulder and staggered back, Gargaval and Domineqe having to work double to keep enemy Soldiers and Monsters from poring through the new gap.

            Dalton was closer to the wall of NPCs than Kyle, and ran over to help them, shouting “I’ll help the NPCs: You handle the Bosses!”

            Kyle was about to say something around the lines of “Are you Insane?!”, when the Brain of Cthulu struck the ground next to him. The Guide was knocked off his feet and onto his back. When he finally got to his feet, Cthulu’s Brain was hovering over him, about to move in for the kill.

            “So, we meet again, Little Guide,” it sneered “This time that meddling Player isn’t here to save you now. You will die!”

            Suddenly, before the Brain of Cthulu could move, a star-shaped blur struck it, sending it spinning. It was about to move again, when another struck it, and another and another. Soon, dozens of stars were striking the Brain, until; finally, one struck its inner eye. It then let out a piercing shriek and crumpled to the ground: it now resembled a dead jellyfish.

            “How…?” Kyle said as he turned around.

            Framed in dramatic light, as Goblin Reinforcements moved past the NPCs and crashed into the Crimson and Corruption Forces like a freight train, stood Meteorus, smoke wafting from the barrel of his Star Cannon.

            He extended his hand to the startled Dalton and NPCs and said: “Come with me if you want to live.”

 

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As the Players and the NPCs moved after Meteorus, Dalton sensed something behind him. He turned and raised his sword just in time to block Blaze’s double-handed, downward stroke. “So,” Blaze said “at least you’re not an Idiot, at least.”

            Both then began dueling fiercely, while Dalton asked “Who are you?”

            “I am Blaze, Subordinate of Zwilt,” she said as she tried to strike at his unprotected side “I am his strong right arm.”

            “You lead the attack on Goblin Towne, didn’t you?” the Player asked.

            “Yes,” Blaze said, grinning wickedly as she thrust at Dalton “the leaders of the Corruption and Crimson forces, Cascaras and Nagxsus, are useful, but are too weak to do this by themselves.”

            “Why would you do that?” Dalton asked.

            “Goblin Towne was ruled over by a Boss,” she said “the Slime King, to be exact. If those Goblins think that they can throw off the rule of a Boss so easily, they’ll learn the hard truth when an Eater of Worlds rules over them! The rule of a Monster of the Corruption is more tyrannical than that of a lesser Boss!”

            As if on queue, the Eater of Worlds crashed into the ledge, mere inches from Dalton. The entire ledge began to quake ominously, and the Goblins and the NPCs who had not left yet began to move backwards towards the exit and the enemy Soldiers and Monsters advanced.

            “Get off th’ ledge!” Gargaval shouted “It’s goin’ to collapse!”

            The Goblins, NPCs, and Dalton moved back into the tunnel, just as the Eater of Worlds struck it again. The ledge snapped off from the wall of the cave and fell to the cave floor, breaking into pieces as it went. The screams of the Soldiers and Monsters that were on the ledge died away as the group began moving down the tunnel.

 

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Blaze coughed as she struggled to rise from the rubble. Cries of wounded and trapped Soldiers and Monsters echoed through the room as she began wading through the ebonstone and ores, tripping over the carcass of an Eater of Souls.

            Cascaras and Nagxsus moved towards her. The Crimson leader was missing his right arm, and the Corruption leader was clutching his side, wincing every time he breathed.

            Blaze handed them each a health potion, and both drank. Cascaras’ arm slowly regrew, while Nagxsus’ broken ribs healed themselves.

            All three looked up as the Eater of Worlds entered the tunnel, letting out a piercing shriek as it did so.

            “It looksss like your pet will take care of thossse foolsss.” Cascaras hissed, his forked tongue tasting the air “It standsss no chance againssst that Ssspace Man. Did you sssee what he did to Cthulu’sss Brain?”

            “Yes,” Blaze said as she waded through the rubble to the top of the Brain’s jellyfish-like Corpse “but at least he and Dalton didn’t get the items from it.”

            She fished around inside the Brain, and then turned back to both leaders, surprise written on her face “They’re gone!” she said.

 

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The Two Players, the NPCs, and the Goblins had just enough time to scramble out of the tunnel before the Eater of Worlds exploded out of the tunnel behind them, screeching like a banshee. Meteorus turned and fire, destroying its head with a single star.

            As it began to reform, he turned to Dalton and asked “Do you have a Bow?” In response, the Golden-Armored Player withdrew a Gold Bow from his inventory and shot a segment.

            Both began to shoot segments as the Eater of Worlds plowed through Goblin Houses to get at them. Eventually the many segments became 30, then 15, and then 8. At this point, a well placed volley of arrows broke it up into two separate Eaters of Worlds.  Meteorus and Dalton each took one. Dalton made quick work of his half, and then looked to the Alien Player. Meteorus was holding what looked like a grey, metal handle. With a flick of something, a long, transparent, purple blade flashed out with a loud Vzoom!

            The Alien Player then charged at what was left of the Eater of Worlds. There was a Whum! and the segments stood still. There was a loud sigh, and then the Eater of Worlds split into two halves.

            There was a short period of silence, and then…

            The Eater of Worlds has been defeated!

 

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Dalton looked around at the newly destroyed Goblin Houses via the Eater of Worlds. At least eight houses were in dire need of remodeling, and three had been reduced to rubble.

            He made his way over to Meteorus, who was wiping off his boot on the Eater of World’s Carcass. “Hey,” Dalton said “thanks for the assist.”

            “You’re welcome,” the Alien Player said as he returned his Phaseblade to his Inventory “I’m Meteorus, by the way. I assume that you are this World’s Player?”

            “You could say that.” Dalton said, and, as Meteorus shot him a suspicious look, quickly said “Yes, yes I am!”

            “Good,” Meteorus said “then these belong to you by right.” He then produced the items dropped by both bosses. “The Spoils of War.” The Alien Player explained.

            Dalton took them, trying not to notice the looks that Chryseis was sending his way. “Thank you,” Dalton said, as he looked at the Dryad “but I hope I won’t have to use this cursed ore.” Chryseis shot Dalton a smile that would have made Ice melt.

            “Good,” the Meteorus said “I have suffered enough from the evil of the Corruption.”

Just then, Chryseis and Hannah came over, supporting Joseph between them. The old Merchant’s wounds had been bandaged, but he was obviously weak from the wound.

“I’m not as young as I used to be,” he smiled weakly at the two players “why, I remember one time me and my brother Aiden-.”

“Sush, Joseph,” the Nurse said “Save your strength, you’ll need it for the trek back.”

As the three moved up, Domineqe sidled over to Hannah the Goblin Scout and said “Hey there, little Lady, did you know I took on at least two score of those Corruption Slimeballs myself?”

Hannah arched an eyebrow “Really?”

“Yup,” the Arms Dealer said shamelessly “I had their General and those two Bosses quivering in fear.”

“Aye,” said Gargaval as he passed “mebbe it was those screams, like th’ ones ye screamed when that Goblin caught ye, that made ‘em afraid o’ ye.”

As the Goblins roared with laughter along with Gargaval, and Domineqe turned red, Meteorus turned to Dalton and said  “I only have one favor to ask of you.”

            “What is it? I’ll give you anything you ask for!” Dalton said.

            “I need a Golden Pickaxe.”  

 

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The next day, Meteorus and Dalton walked away from the Village, each with a Golden Pickaxe. Gargaval and Joseph sipped Mugs of Ale and watched the Two Players leave. Both were going to dig out Meteorus’ Ship, and the Alien Player was going to move on to a more civilized part of the world (no offense intended).

            Chryseis moved beside the two NPCs and watched Dalton and Meteorus moved off. All of the NPCs had removed their armor, deciding to only put it on in combat situations, so she was back to her scantily applied leaves and vines. She then said “It’s interesting…”

            “What?” Joseph asked as he sipped his ale.

            “That before we went back to Goblin Towne, you were prejudiced against Goblins. But before you left, you were laughing with them like you were back with your own Dwarven Clan.”

            Both grinned while Gargaval blustered “Well…um…They be nicer then other Goblins that I ‘ave met.”

             Meanwhile, both players had reached the large Meteor that Meteorus’ Ship was under. After an hour of hacking away with their Pickaxes and fighting Meteor Heads, the entire ship was free, and sitting in the trough carved out by the chunk of Space-Ore.

            The Alien Player pressed a button on his arm, and a door opened on the side of the ship. Both players stepped inside the ship and looked around: there was the pilot’s seat and control board, while the rest of the ship was taken up by futuristic chests containing futuristic weapons or things. At the center of the ship was a glass tube containing a suit of Meteor Armor on a glass mannequin. Meteorus pressed another button, and the case opened. The Alien Player turned to Dalton and said “Take the Armor and some of the weapons and ammo. You’ll need it when you fight Skeletron.”

            “Who?” Dalton asked.

            “You’ll know when you see him,” Meteorus said “but watch out for his host: he is not what he seems.” 

 

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“Two Bosses in one go,” Zwilt said “this is a new record.”

            Blaze, Nagaxsus, Cascaras and the surviving Crimson and Corruption Soldiers and Monsters stood in front of a raised dais. On top of it stood Zwilt and Malgus, and behind them sat a Demon Altar.

            “Four Bosses are dead,” the Corruption General said “Thanks to their incompetence or our own, only two more stand in the way of the player: The Queen Bee and Skeletron.”

            “The most Dangerous of all the Bosses,” Blaze said “still remain.”

            “But they will still be overcome by the Player,” Malgus said, shifting his Iron Spear from hand-to-hand “but at least they are serving their purposes: The Queen Bee is guarding one of the NPCs, and Skeletron is guarding the Entrance to the Underworld.”

            “It still won’t be enough,” Blaze said “We need to inform the Lihzahrds and the Five Lords of the Skeletons.”

            “Tch!” Malgus spat “Those Golem Mongerors have not been heard from for an age, and I doubt that any of us other than Skellina could get the Five Lords to join together.”

            “Enough of this!” Cascaras snapped as he moved forward until he was in Zwilt’s face.

            “You promisssed usss payment for taking out that Goblin Town,” he hissed “I and Nagaxsus lost lots of good men and monsters today, and you had better pay up…or else!”

            “ENOUGH!” said a Voice said: it was cracked and deep, and it sounded like it spoke in Runes. Black Mist swirled out of the Altar. The mist glowed read around two eyes with black irises. One was larger than the other.

            “Pay the Sons of the Crimson and the Corruption with what they are due.” The Mist said “Then summon the Five Lords of the Skeletons here at all costs. Ziwlt will lead his Men against the Player, but Malgus will lead my Armies to War against the Council of Developers. The Spirits of Light and Darkness will not be awakened: the Peace that has lasted for so long will not be shattered so easily!”

 

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It was two days later after defeating the Bosses of the Crimson and the Corruption, and Dalton and Kyle were walking along his world’s East Beach. Dalton had finally completed his Platinum armor, and was now working on suits of Necro and Jungle Armor. Kyle had chosen not to wear his armor for now, but had his sword with him.

“Well, what do you think of this Beach?” Dalton asked “I’ve been thinking about building a House here when I get enough Palm Wood.”

“It would be a good place to build a Vacation House,” Kyle answered “but have you gotten the stuff from the Golden Chests that are around here?”

“Yeah,” Dalton said “I got them the first time that I explored this beach…” he trailed off, and then pointed, exclaiming “Hey, look at that!” 

Floating on the surface of the water, without an indication of being wet, was a twelve year old boy, dressed in a floppy, grayish-brown hat, a checkered, green and dark blue shirt, and dark blue pants. The most amazing part is that he was asleep, floating lazily along.

“I’ve heard about people walking on water and swimming on land but this is ridiculous.” Kyle said.

“No, look at that!” Dalton exclaimed as he pointed past the floating boy to the large number of Sharks, Orcas and luminescent, Pink Jellyfish that was headed the boy’s way. 

Both nodded at each other, then drew steel and waded out into the ocean to the boy’s rescue.

 

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They really shouldn’t have bothered, because, in a flash of simmering water, two Mermaids had lept to his rescue: their half-fish part was turquoise,  both wore pink, seashell bikini tops, and both wielded golden tridents. One had short, reddish orange hair, giving a Tomboyish appearance, while the other had blonde hair that cascaded down her back like a silky waterfall. The Blonde had blue eyes, while the Redhead had brown.

Both wielded their tridents with brutal efficiency, quickly dispatching a large number of the watery horde, before letting the survivors swim away. 

The boy, in the meantime, sat up, yawned, and then glared at Dalton and Kyle, before yelling “Oi, what are you two doing? You interrupted my nap!”

He then stood up and stalked angrily across the water until he was eye to eye with Dalton before yelling “Who do y’think you are, Bucko? The World’s Player?”

“Yes,” said Dalton “I am this World’s Player. And calm down kid, it’s not good for your blood to feel this angry.”

This actually seemed to make the Kid even angrier, and he began jumping up and down on the surface of the water while shouting “A kid? A KID?! I, the great Artemis Angler, the greatest Angler of all time, am not a Kid! I have caught Pigrons bigger than you! Have you even attempted to catch a Goldfish?!”

“Yes,” Dalton said, trying to maintain his temper “I caught three of them and put them into a fishbowl. Then I turned it into a hat to wear on my head.”

“Beginner’s Luck.” Artemis said.

Before Dalton could punch the lights out of the annoying little brat, Kyle grabbed him by the arm and said “Are you crazy, Dalton? That’s another NPC: The Angler!”

The Player looked at Artemis, who had stepped onto the beach, and now stood, striking an epic pose.

“He’s an NPC?” he said “He can’t be more than twelve years old?!”

“I’ll have you know that I am the best Angler you will ever meet!” Artemis said “I have been catching fishy beasties since I was old enough to hold a rod and use it. And now I will help you in many ways!”

“Help me?” Dalton said skeptically “How exactly do you plan on doing that?”

“I’ll teach you how to fish!” the Angler said “But most importantly, I’ll give you sidequests to do!”

“Sidequests?” The Player asked.

“Mini-Quests that don’t really do much,” Kyle explained “NPCs are always doing this sort of thing.”

“Exactly,” Artemis agreed “And for completing them, I award you fabulous prizes like awesome rods, weapons, Vanity Items, and even a Suit of extremely Rare Armor!”

Dalton’s eyes lit up “Rare Armor?” he asked.

“Yep,” the Angler said “all you have to do is go to the Jungle and get me a Blue Nature’s Gift!”

“Alright!” Dalton said enthusiastically “That’s sounds really easy!”

 

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“It’s not as easy as it sounds!” Kyle said as he and Dalton made their way back to the Village. Artemis had given them some more instructions on what to do when they found the Nature’s Gift, and now they were headed back to the village to prepare for their trek into the jungle.

“How bad could it be?” Dalton asked as he drew his Tungsten Sword and practiced slashing at something.

“You said that about the Mountain Hike yesterday,” Kyle said “We were in constant danger the entire time!”

“But it was worth it, remember?” Dalton said “remember that old Viking Ship we found with all that treasure in it? That was awesome!”

“Remember the Draugr that were on the ship?” the Guide asked “They chased us for most of the trip, and Gargaval fell into a pool of freezing water and was trapped in a bock of Ice!” 

“Ah, it only took us five minutes to unfreeze him afterwards,” the Player scoffed “and we lost those Undead Viking in the pit of those fuzzy, friendly things. Weren’t they called Tribbles or something like that?”

“They were called Snow Flinxes,” Kyle said “and at least they were better than the weird bats and beetles and other weird things that we found.” 

“Ah, those Ice Elementals weren’t so bad!” Dalton said “that Ice Golem unfroze Gargaval when he tried to freeze him.”

“I still have no idea how that happened,” Kyle said “but anyway: on our way back down the mountain, we were chased by Wolves and Eskimo Zombies!”

“Running is good for you.” Dalton said stiffly.

“And when Pinkie Pye fired her party cannon at them, it caused an avalanche that buried them alive!” Kyle finished.

“Those Zombies were never alive,” Dalton said “and I’m sure that those Wolves didn’t have families to go back to.”

Before Kyle could say something, they crested the hill that had the tunnel that led to Goblin Towne and entered the village.

 

 

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When they reached Dalton’s House, the Player changed out of his armor and then called the other NPCs to a meeting. None of them were wearing armor, though Domineqe was wearing a black suit, and Madeline was wearing a white suit-coat, red tie, and was not wearing her Nurse’s Hat.

            “Alright guys,” Dalton said “I have an announcement.”

            “Make it snappy,” Domineqe said “I’ve got a date with Madeline in an hour!”

            Dalton paused for a second and then continued:

            “I’ve met a new NPC today: Artemis the Angler. In exchange for a Blue Nature’s Gift, I may receive a fabulous prize, including, but not unlimited to, a Rare Suit of Armor. To find it, I’m going to have to go into the Jungle. Anyone want to come with me?”

            “You know I’m in.” Kyle said.

            “I do!” The normally Taciturn Chryseis said excited “All Dryads make pilgrimages to the Jungle: its one of the places that the Corruption and the Crimson can’t spread to. I haven’t gone in a while, so now would be a good time!”

            “Anyone else?” Dalton asked.

            “I’ll go.” Abdosir said calmly “I haven’t been away from the house since I got here.”

            “Me too!” Pinkie Pye said even more enthusiastically than Chryseis.

            “Alright,” Dalton said “Those of you that are coming get ready to go!”

 

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Finally, the Player (who had put his Platinum armor back on) and the Four NPCs (who all wore Iron armor, except for Abdosir, who wore this armor but with a different looking helmet) set out for the Jungle.

            After traversing through a bit of normal trees, they reached the Jungle. The grass under their feet was a different color, the trees were taller and vines hung down from their branches, and random pools of water were around. Strange looking enemies could be seen everywhere, but did not bother them.

            Eventually, they came to a large hill with an entrance bored into it. Dalton, after producing torches for all of them, lead the way into the tunnel without a second glance, with the NPCs following behind him.

            Vines hung from the Top of the Tunnel, and tall grass and strange, glowing plants were underfoot. Soon, they came to a section of a tunnel that did not have any vines. The reason for this soon became clear.

            There was a hissing sound, and things began slithering out of the shadow. They had vine-like bodies, strange heads with spiked pincers, and black eyes. Their pincers, or maybe their mouths, clacked open and shut.

            “Man-Eaters!” Kyle said “Snatchers and Dragon Snatchers! Too many to fight!”

            They turned to run, but even more of the Plant-like creatures were behind them. They moved into a circle as the Man-Eaters, Snatchers and Dragon Snatchers advanced on them.

            It looked like it was all over, when, suddenly, the floor fell out from under them!

 

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When the group finally landed, they were much farther down then they had been before. The only light came from the Jungle Spores which grew in small groups here and there: the Torches had been lost in the fall. Hornets and Bats flew around the ceiling, around the hole they had fallen down, and Spiked Slimes hopped around in the distance.

            However, they were surrounded by a group of small, dark skinned people, who were dressed in wooden tribal mask painted with either red, yellow, blue or purple, and grass skirts. All had flint-tipped spears.

               “So, het meer idiote af dat die ou slaggat geval,” The apparent leader of the short people said “na soveel jare , moet dit ons nie verras nie, maar een of ander manier dit nog steeds doen .”              

 

“Kyle, who are those people?” Dalton asked.              

 

“They’re Pygmies,” said Kyle “short people who live underground.  I’m fluent in their language, so I should be able to speak to them.”              

 

He then turned to the Pygmies and said “Ons is ... reisigers, ons het per ongeluk ... het hier af terwyl ... op soek na 'n Blou Nature's Gift. Het jy 'n gesien?”              

 

The Pgymies began dancing around, shaking their spears and chanting “Geskenk Moeder Aarde se! Geskenk Moeder Aarde se!”              

 

“What are they saying?” Abdosir asked.              

 

“They’re saying Mother Earth’s Gift,” Kyle said “in Pygmy mythology, the Blue Nature’s Gift is extreamly sacred.”              

 

He then turned to the Pygmy Cheiftan and asked “Moenie ... jy weet waar ... dit is?”              

 

“Ja,” The short man said as he pointed to the East “Dit is binne-in die Queen Sting Nest. Wees versigtig waar jy daar trap.”              

 

“He says its in something called the Queen Sting Nest,” Kyle translated “and we have to be careful where we step inside it. He then turned to the Cheiftan and said “Dankie.” The Cheif bowed and returned the words.              

 

As the group moved off, and before the Pgymies moved on, the Cheiftan said “Hulle is Nite.” 

 

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 As they walked to the ‘Queen Sting Nest’, Abdosir and Pinkie returned their armor to their inventories, while the others kept theirs.

              

Eventually they came to a part of the Jungle Cavern that they were in where it narrowed into a dead-end: any further passage was blocked by what appeared to be a large section of the same material that a natural beehive would be made out of. A small door had been hacked into it, while several other, natural looking holes were bored into the sides of it. A soft, golden glow emanated from the holes and the doorway.

 

              “I’ve heard of places like this,” Abdosir said “gigantic, underground beehives. They’re pretty uncommon, but the honey taken from them is marvelous!”

              

“Apparently, we’re not the only ones that have heard of it,” Dalton said as he gestured to the hacked out door “someone’s gone into the hive before us.” He then inspected the door closely and said “And not long before us, either; the Bees haven’t repaired this.”

              

He then turned to the others and said “Who wants to go in with me?” Kyle and Chryseis stepped forward, while Abdosir and Pinkie decided to stay outside.

              

The trio then entered the enormous beehive.

 

 

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The inside of the beehive looked like any normal beehive: bees the size of house-cats  droned around, some depositing clumps of pollen the size of Dalton’s Head, while others were tending to larva. The Queen Bee was nowhere in sight.

              

One of the things that the three noticed right away was that there was barely any floor. Most of the floor was a lake of golden honey, with small islands and stepping stones of honeycomb poking out randomly. Honey oozed from the ceiling, falling into the lake.

              

“Oh, it is a gorgeous thing, to see a friendly face without a wing.” A voice said.

              

Dalton and the NPCs looked up to see someone trapped in a stream of honey. He had green skin, and wore a tribal mask that looked like it was made from the skull of something and decorated with multicolored fur, a red loincloth, and was carrying some sort of staff. What appeared to be a tail slashed around behind him.

              

“Who are you?” Dalton asked as he, Kyle and Chryseis hopped from Island to stepping stone to Island, until they reached the Island the stream of honey the man was trapped in ended on.

              

“My name if I might proffer, is Zecorus the Witch-Doctor.” The Man said.

              

“Why does he rhyme everything he says?” Dalton asked.

              

“He’s a Witch-Doctor,” Kyle said “he’s an NPC who sells you shaman-like items. But you usually find him after you defeat a Queen Bee, but...”

              

“Well, we’ve got to rescue him, at least,” Dalton said as he took out his grappling hook and threw it towards the ceiling. He then rose up to Zecorus’ level, and began to cut him free via his sword, asking “How did you get trapped here?”

              

“Came here to harvest honey,” the Witch-Doctor said “add it to potions and sell them for money. But in the honey I got stuck, because I have such bad luck. And so here I’ve stayed, until you came here today.”

              

A Bee landed in the honey above them, and glared at the new arrivals. Dalton shooed it away and finished cutting Zecorus free. He then grabbed the NPC around the waist, threw his grappling hook towards the ground, and then fell to the floor. He landed with a grunt and a loud crunch!

               Kyle’s eyes went wide “Dalton,” he said “what did you land on?”

              

Dalton examined his right foot as he released the Witch-Doctor, and grimaced as he saw the crushed body of a white Bee Larva, and pieces of amber honey.

              

“Just a Bee Larva that was encased in hardened honey, why?”

              

Before Kyle or Chryseis could respond, a loud humming, like the engine of a Bi-plane drowned out any response from them.

 

 

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Everyone turned to see as the largest Bee that they had ever seen moved into view. It was so large, that its eyes were the size of dinner plates, and its wings stirred up small tornados thought the hive. A swarm of angry bees, including the one that Dalton had shooed away, surrounded the bee, which appeared to be the Queen Bee, and looked prepared to give a good stinging.

               “So that’s why the Pygmies called this the ‘Queen Sting Hive.’”  Chryseis said.

              

“If those Bees stung me, I should swell up twice the size that I am!” Kyle whimpered.

               “FREAKIN’ RUN!” Dalton shouted, and the group made a run for it, just as the Queen Bee crashed into the ground where they had been standing.

              

The gigantic female Bee tried to ram them two more times before they were able to get out of the hive. Abdosir and Pinkie stood up as the four exited the Hive.

              

“What is going on?!” Abdosir asked.

              

“Evil Enchanter!” Pinkie shrieked.

              

“A Gigantic Evil Bee is behind us three!” Zecorus panted.

              

“There are seven of us all together!” Kyle said.

              

Just then, the Queen Bee and her Swarm burst through the side of the hive, scattering honeycomb, wax, and honey everywhere.

              

Abdosir swore in Arabic, while Kyle yelled “Duck! She’s about to fire!” and threw himself to the ground, as the gigantic bee pointed her rear end towards the group, revealing twelve hexagon shaped holes. The others barely had enough time to leap aside as stingers, like oversized, green thorns, rocketed out of the holes and into the group.

              

“RUN!” Dalton shouted as he scrambled to his feet, and the Player and the Six NPCs ran as the Bees chased them.

 

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The Pygmies were surprised as the Player and the NPCs they had met earlier now ran past them, bowling some of them over, including the Chieftain.              

The Chieftain (who conveniently now decided to speak in subtitled English) shook a fist at the retreating Player and NPCs and shouted “<Road Hogs! Freakin’ Road Hogs!>”              

“<Chieftain! Look!>” one of the other Pygmies said, pointing a shaking finger at the direction the group had come from “<The Queen Sting!>”           

The Queen Bee and the group of her servants descended on the group of Pygmies. Some of them were able to escape, including the Chieftain, while the others were slain by the Queen’s Ramming and stinging.

 

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Meanwhile, Dalton and his NPCs were still looking for shelter from the Queen Bee and her servants. Every few seconds, the Player would turn and shoot at the Bees with either his Mini-Shark or Bow. Many of the Bees had been slain, but the Queen did not show many signs of damage.

              

“Look!” Kyle said, pointing at something ahead of them “a Lihzahrd Temple!”

              

The Temple looked like a Maya Temple, constructed from strange, brown bricks, but only one side of it was visible from the dirt.

              

The group entered a small tunnel built into the temple, and were accosted by a locked door. Two strange statues stood on either side of the door, glaring at the group as they tried the door.

              

“Come one, come on, come ON!” Dalton said as he banged on the door furiously. Then, just as the Queen Bee and her swarm were within firing distance, the door unexpectedly swung open, the group spilling inside as it shut behind them.

              

As a volley of stingers rattled against the door, Zecorus commented “Well, that was a close one, but I doubt that this chase is done.”

              

“Indeed, it is not.” A voice said as the room was suddenly lit up by multiple torches. All of the people were green skinned humanoids, who resembled Silurians, dressed in dark brown tabards and breeches with red cords tied around their waists like belts, except for one, who was dressed like a Catholic Monk and had a power cell around his neck.

              

The Voice had come from an old man dressed in iron armor with a blue cape, and had an Iron Spear. He was accompanied by a Draugr and an Assassin dressed in red.

              

“You’ve been a thorn in my Master’s side for too long,” Malgus said “and now you’ve finally fallen into my hands.”

 

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“I trust that you’ve met my apprentice’s subordinate, Blaze, and Brufain, the Chieftain of the Draugr?” Malgus said as he and the Lihzahrds lead the Player and the NPCs down a hallway.

              

“Yes,” Dalton said as he looked at the Dark Skinned Assassin instead of the old man “who’s the Assassin? He looks like someone I know.”

        

 “He’s D’Kahn Salfain of the Russus Pallium,” Malgus said “an order of the silent messengers of death crudely known as Assassins. You should know: Your friend Dustil is a member.”

         

      Before Dalton could object, the Lihzahrd dressed as a Monk said “We are here, Milord.”

              

“Thank you, Father Martino.” Malgus said as he gestured at the room they were now in:

         

      From wall to wall, large statues of humanoids that were at least ten or twelve feet tall were imbedded into the wall. Thin yellow lines ran from them to an Alter that was in the Middle of the room.

          

     “Golems…” Kyle breathed “I thought they were just a legend.”

            

   “Not jussst a legend, but real alssso,” Father Marino hissed “We were the firssst to create artificial life, not like the true life that everything hasss. And for our ‘Golem-Mongering’, we were banissshed underground by the Council of Developersss.”

               “Enough,” Malgus said, and gestured with his hand. An object like a tablet appeared in his hand and he pressed a button. An ominous rumble echoed as he accepted another Power Cell from a Lihzahrd.

         

      “Hardmode has been activated,” Kyle said, stunned “but why…?”

           

    “To do this.” Malgus said as he strode over to the altar; the flat surface of it was covered with holes in a circle pattern, with one in the center. The old man plunged the Power Cell into the Center Hole, and there was a loud boom.

        

       “This will get rid of you for good, I suspect,” Malgus said as the Lihzahrds, including Father Martino, began to leave the room en masse “it might not have been a good idea to activate a Golem this early, as it will alert the Moon Cultist Empire, who helped to make them, to your actions, but you are woefully unprepared to fight it.”

        

       He, Brufain and D’Kahn left as a large section of the floor opened up close to the far end of the room. Pistons and Gears groaned with age as a Golem rose to floor level, the floor closing up behind it.

        

       There was a loud hum, and then the dark sockets that were its eyes glowed with a red light.

      

         It lurched forward, its mouth moving out of sync as a deep voice boomed “Enemies sighted. Prepare to purge with extreme prejudice.”

 

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“Run!” yelled Dalton as the Golem leapt forward, shooting fireballs at them.

              

As the Player and the NPCs exited through the door, Kyle said “Don’t worry, the Golem’s Body can’t move through blocks, so it’s trapped in that room!”

              

This was quickly disproven as the Golem shot its fists (which were still attached to its body by long chains) out from its arms and used them to punch a hole large enough for it to move through.

              

Dalton and the others burst out of the Temple onto a scene of chaos. The Pygmies had apparently followed them, and, having struck up a temporary alliance with the Lihzahrds, who were accompanied by Flying Snakes, and we now slaughtering the Queen Bee’s Minions, while the large Bee herself was flying around, stinging all who were close by. Over the clamor of the battle, Father Martino could be hearing saying “It is the Nature Mother’s Work! It is the Nature Mother’s Work!” while the Pygmy Chieftain shouted “<Kill those freakin’ Bees!”

             

  Dalton did not question how this had happened, though Kyle told him later that although the humanoid Jungle races were almost always at odd with each other, they would team up with each other to fight against great threats.

              

The Queen Bee, spotting the Player and his NPCs at the same time as the Golem burst out of the Temple. Both Bosses then stormed towards the group.

            

   “Kyle!” Dalton said as they began to run again “take the others to a Safe place! I’ll deal with these Bosses and then I’ll come back to you guys!”

            

   “But-!” Kyle started.

             

  “No Buts!” Dalton shouted “Now go!”

              

The NPCs broke off and moved away as Dalton lead the Queen Bee and the Golem off in another direction, occasionally shooting at both with his Undertaker.

 

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The Bosses seemed to be damaging each other more than Dalton was: sometimes several of the Queen Bee’s stingers would his the Golem, and sometimes one of the Golem’s Fists would hit the giant Bee.

              

Soon, Dalton stopped short: he stood at the edge of a cliff. Far below him, he could see the mix of Jungle soils and a dark, ash like substance. He turned and drew his platinum sword just as both Bosses caught up to him.

              

Suddenly, into his mind came a voice which said “Look at the Blade of Grass when you are in combat, and are in dire need of a powerful weapon.”

              

Dalton then looked to his right and saw a pile of moss covered gold bricks, and, barely sticking out of them, the handle of a sword. The Player grabbed it and pulled it free.

              

It looked like a Broadsword, but with a grass blade, and a dirt hilt, grip, and pommel.

              

Dalton roared and charged the Bosses, swinging the blade in thousands of lighting fast arcs. The Queen Bee split in half, and the Golem’s head and arms broke off. Both Bosses teetered on the edge of the cliff for a second, and then fell. A second later, a loud Boom! was heard, and then:

              

The Queen Bee was defeated!

              

The Golem was defeated!

              

Dalton stared at the blade, amazed at what the sword had done, and then looked at his feet. At his feet was a beautiful, blue flower. The Player stared at the Blue Nature’s Gift, and then broke out into laughter.

              

He then picked it up, put it in his inventory, and then carefully made his way down the cliff to where the shattered bodies of the two bosses lay so he could loot them.

 

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The NPCs waited anxiously until they saw Dalton moving towards him, still carrying the Grass Blade.

              

“Did you-?” Kyle asked.

             

  “Yes,” Dalton said as he shouldered the Grass Blade “The Queen Bee and the Golem are dead, and I have their drops.”

               “Yes,” Kyle said as he looked at the Grass Blade “is that the Grass Blade?”

              

“I guess so,” Dalton said as he looked at it “it looks like a Grass Blade.”

             

  “Do you still have that Light’s Bane?” Kyle asked excitedly.

              

Dalton nodded and produced the Corruption Sword. As soon as he did, both it and the Grass Blades began to move together, like they were magnets. When they touched, the ghostly outline of another sword, this one blue and purple, appeared between the two. The Player pulled the two away, and the outline disappeared.

              

“Weird,” Dalton said.

            

   “Do you know what that outline of sword was?” Kyle said excitedly “It was a Night’s Edge! One of the most powerful pre-Hardmode Swords!”

              

“Really?” Dalton asked.

             

  “Yes!” Kyle said “in addition to those, you have to combine a Muramasa and a Fiery Greatsword!”

             

  “Hmm,” Kyle said “Well, I’ve got a Blue Nature’s Gift, so we should go back and give it to Artemis now.”

 

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The Sun was setting as Dalton and Kyle made their way back to the Beach where they had found  Artemis and his Mermaid Bodyguards. Dalton had the Blue Nature’s Gift in one hand and the Blade of Grass resting on his right shoulder.

              

When they finally found the Boy Fishermen, they found him resting on the surface of the water. The two mermaids were on either side of him, feeding him grapes.

              

As he heard them approaching, Artemis sat up, and then stood, saying “You’ve got my Blue Nature’s Gift?”

              

“Yes,” Dalton said as he gave the flower to the Boy “and it was more trouble than it was worth, but at least I found this Blade of Grass. So, what’s my prize?”

              

“Here,” Artemis said as he gave a parcel to Dalton “it’s the Exclusive Armor.”

              

Dalton opened the parcel, moved the armor into his inventory, and put it on. And there he stood…dressed in the exact same clothes as Artemis.

              

“Well what do you think?” the Fisher-Boy as he stepped onto land “I think it fits you rather well.”

              

“Artemis,” Dalton said quietly, as a vein began to pulse on his forehead “you have five seconds before I cram these clothes down your throat. 5…”

              

The Boy, who was used to this reaction, then broke into a Gallop, getting a fair distance ahead of Dalton before he had reached 1.

              

“My, your Boss turns tail fast.” Kyle remarked to the two Mermaids, and then everyone burst into laughter.

 

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Back in the Beehive, in two separate, cave-like rooms of the hive, two different things were growing. Each was an Amber Pillar, and inside each, a growing Queen Larvae, one larger than the other.

              

The Bee that Dalton and the others had annoyed earlier landed on the larger of the two pillars. It quickly launched off again as the future-Queen burst out of her Pillar, covered in some sort of clear liquid. After shaking off most of the liquid, she tested her wings, and, after one or two flaps, took off.

              

The Queen, guided by the annoyed Bee, and followed by several Drones, made her way to the second Pillar. This Pillar was significantly smaller, and the Queen inside was about half her size. The new Queen moved her body into the firing position, moving her Gatling-gun like stinger so that it was pointed point-blank at her rival.

              

The Bees did not avert their eyes as the new Queen brutally cut down her rival; it was nature, and they did not question it. Amber shards, clear liquid, and various Bee parts flew in all directions. She did not stop her assault until nothing remained of her rival except for amber shards and some sort of blood.

              

The annoyed Bee moved towards the new Queen, and spoke in the curious, buzzing and rumbling language of their kind: “<Congratulations on your Coronation, my Queen. May you be a greater ruler than your mother ever was.>”

 

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Far away from the Beach where Dalton stood, even farther way from the Island that Dalton and his NPC were stationed on, two large islands sat in the ocean. Where the ocean was between the two, a large castle stood.

              

A large portion of the Castle and the surrounding city was built on a large, pier like contrivance, somewhat like Venice. The Castle and surrounding city consisted largely of tall towers and six or eight story house, the smaller houses being shops or pubs. Ships were docked outside the city limits, bringing common and foreign supplies and arms to the city almost daily. Blue banners, displaying a Moon, labeled with Arcane runes, fluttered from the towers and from the ships.

              

The two islands were mostly uninhabited, except for the occasional Player or Goblin Tribe. Both Islands had once been Hallow reserves, but now both were Corrupt or Crimson Woodlands, the Islands fowled by what lay underneath them, and the evil that emanated from the city like the decay of a corpse.

              

This was Luniac-Dekant; the city of the Moon Lord.

              

Malheist glided down the main street of the city, followed by four Cultist Devotes. He was dressed in a gold trimmed, blue hooded robe, and wore a Plague Doctor mask that hid his face. The Devotes wore blue robes, had gold trim around the hood opening, and wore gold gauntlets over their hands: their glowing, yellow eyes were the only things that could be seen out of the black of their hoods openings.

              

All the Players and NPCs who were brave, or stupid, enough to stay in the city watched from windows as the group of chanting Cultists, and their silent leader, and wondered at what they were doing.

              

Soon, the group arrived at the gates of the castle, which was guarded by four Cultist Archers. These Cultists resembled the normal kind, with the exception that their hoods were separate from the robe, had a diving goggle shaped opening, and gold edging was around the bottom of the hood and around the mask. Their eyes could not bee seen as they shouldered their bows and stood aside as the gates opened to let the group through.

              

After walking down part of the hallway beyond the door, the Devotes split into groups of two, each group exiting via doors on the left and the right of the hall.

              

Malheist reached the end of the hall, where a door was guarded by two more Cultist Archers. These wore white instead of blue, and were of the Paladinic Order of Archers. Though these were more skilled than the Blue ones, they were disgraced, as their commander had been missing for longer than anyone could remember.

              

Both Archers bowed and opened the door, and then shut it as Malheist entered the room beyond. The room was pitch black, and the Lunatic Cultist had to be careful that he did not trip over wrecked chairs, broken tables, and smashed chests. When he had traveled a certain distance, he got on hands and knees (in a crawling position) and bowed his head, then said “O my Master: Lord of the Moon, Emperor of the Four Pillars, Head of the Cult of the Moon, Brother of Cthulu, and true Lord of Terraria: I have come to report.”

              

Above Malheist, a luminous, blue-green light suddenly appeared.

              

“Report, Malheist, my strong right hand.” A booming voice said.

              

“A Golem has been defeated, Sir,” Malheist said “as per the norm, we are to send a Lunatic, two Devotes and Archers to the Dungeon in the place where it happened.”

              

“Send either Malkhienir or Bashkir,” the voice said “unless you choose to go yourself. No matter who you send, tell them to search for Talos: the Paladinic Order has been too long without a Paladin to lead it.”

              

“Yes, o my Master,” Malheist said “your will is my command.”

              

“Make it so,” the voice said “I do not want this new Player to undo all my hard work.”

 

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The Adventurer stood in front of the Dungeon. He was dressed in Lead Armor, and had a green cape held in place around his neck by a mystic badge of some sort. He had a Sword on one shoulder, and his grey hair was ruffled by the breeze.

            His search for his father had lead through ruins, frozen ships in the mountains, temples in the jungle, pyramids in the deserts, caverns in all of those places, and now had led him here. The rumors of the legions of skeletons, not to mention the undead guardians that were in this place, did not frighten him. According to his father, his grandfather had disappeared in this place, and that is what had led his father into coming here, and, in turn, had led to him coming here.

            He walked up the stairs and found himself on the front porch, as it were, of the dungeon. Pillars were on his left and right, and at the far end was a pair of double doors. Then, the doors opened just enough to let an old man out. He was dressed in a light blue shirt, a blue vest, and ragged dark blue pants. He had long white and a large beard, and had manacles on his wrists, though the chains on them were broken. 

            He made it about twelve paces towards the Adventurer before he fell down, and began to cough so violently that soon blood began to splatter the stones beneath him.

            “Father!” the Adventurer said as he discarded his sword and rushed towards the Old Man. The wrinkled man looked at the Adventurer, and the Warrior gasped: his father’s green eyes were now an unnatural red.

            “Son, don’t come closer!” the Old Man wheezed as blood oozed out of his mouth “I don’t want…it to infect you too!”

            “What?” the Adventurer said, stunned.

            “The curse your grandfather talked about,” the Old Man said as he struggled to his feet “it’s real: it infected him, and then it infected me when he died, and now it needs a new Host now that I’m dying…”

            “Don’t say that!” the Adventurer said “I’ll get you back home, and my brothers-!”

            “Don’t kid yourself,” the Old Man said as he began to cough again “I’m going to die here, just like my father, and you’ll have to fight it, just like I did. Now prepare yourself…its coming.”

            The Old Man’s eyes rolled back in his head and he fell to the ground. Blood began to pool around his head as a dark mist poured out of his ears, forming into a beast that was only spoken about in legend.

            The Adventurer tried to grab his sword, but it was too late: the monster was on him in a flash.

 

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Joseph sat up in his bed and screamed. Several seconds later Kyle, Gargaval and Domineqe burst into the room. Kyle was armed with a bow, the Dwarf had a grenade in each hand, and Domineqe had a flintlock pistol.

            “It’s okay,” the Merchant gasped “it was just a Nightmare.”

            The NPCs sheathed their weapons, while Gargaval excused himself so he could dispose of the grenades.

            “Another Nightmare?” Kyle asked as he returned his bow to his inventory “That’s the fifth this week. What’ going on? Are you being troubled by greed?”

            The Merchant glared at him and then said “No, it’s about one of my brothers, I think.”

            “You have siblings?” Domineqe asked “I was an only child. My Parents ran a Gun Shop. I remember one time…”

            “Anyway,” Joseph continued “I have two brothers: Aiden the Traveling Merchant, and Howard the Clothier; I’m the oldest. I barely ever saw my Father, but our Mother was good to us.”

            “Hmm…” Kyle muttered.

            “Where’s Dalton?” Joseph asked suddenly “He didn’t come, so…”

            “Yeah,” Kyle said “He’s on one of his Night-time Mining Trips."

 

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Terraria had changed a lot: it was if it had been…updated in some way: new Enemies had appeared out of new enemies, as well as previously unnoticed animals.

            Dalton was in one of the mine shafts that he had dug out of the one that lead to Goblin Towne. This one led to a number of different caverns and small caves. These appeared to be inhabited by Granite Golems and Elementals.

            The Player had to duck out of the way as one of the Granite Golems ran at him, trying to knock off his head. Dalton dodged out of the way and then opened fire with his Lazer Pistol, making quick work of the Stone Man. The Player now wore the Meteor armor given to him by Meteorus, and wielded some of the equipment given to him by the Alien Player.

            Dalton then beat a hasty retreat as more Granite Golems and Elementals, along with a Medusa and two Skeletons in Greek Hoplite Armor and wielding Javelins, began to chase him. He ran to the end of the cave, it was made of marble and filled with statues, and, producing his Platinum Pickaxe, quickly hacked through the marble, into the next cave, and then blocked the entrance with rock.

            He sighed as he heard the creatures muttered beyond the wall, and then left. He then turned around and produced a torch, and inspected the cave he was in.

            The cave was covered in cobwebs: several web-covered chests were scattered about, as well as the skeletons of humans, goblins, and several unidentifiable creatures. From the Ceiling hung multiple bundles that contained bodies, random limbs sticking out of them. As the Player watched, one of the bundles suddenly fell onto the floor as the rope of thread that was holding it to the ceiling snapped.

            Dalton moved forward to the cocoon, and began to cut it open with his sword. Soon, he had to stop, as the blades of a pair of scissors trust out.

            As the scissors began to cut themselves free of the cocoon, a voice from inside said “Don’t worry about me: I can free myself. Watch out for the Wall Creepers!”

            “What-?” Dalton asked before he looked up and gasped:

            Dozens of hideous looking Spiders stared back at him. As Dalton drew his Laser Pistol, they began to move towards him, chattering madly.

 

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[Dalton Westmoore]

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The Adventurer stirred and woke.

            He sat up and looked around: he was at the bottom of the stairs that lead up to the front entrance of the Dungeon. He then looked at himself. Nothing was out of the ordinary, but, as he thought about what had happened, he discovered that there was a blank in his memory after the monster had attacked him.

            He then stood and began to move up the stairs. Where his father’s body once lay, there was nothing but a skeleton, dressed in blue rags and wearing a pair of rust manacles. A tear stood in the Adventurer’s eye, but he quickly wiped it away. He then gathered up the bones and rags, discarding the manacles, and walked back down the stairs.

            At the bottom, and a little to the left of the stairs, was a pond. There was a Grave Stone there already, with his Grandfather’s name on it. He produced a Pickaxe and quickly dug a grave, then put his father’s bones into the grave. He covered them in dirt, and placed a stone cross at the head of the grave, his father’s name appearing on it.

            He then looked into the pond, wondering what would happen to him now that his quest had ended thus. As he stared into the water, he started and stepped back. Then, just to make sure, he took into the water. This time, he cried with horror and stepped back so fast, he fell on his bottom and began to scoot back away from the pond’s edge.

            Before he had come to the dungeon, his eyes had been blue; but now his eyes were an unnatural red, just like his father’s had been.

 

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The Sun was rising as Dalton and the girl who had been trapped inside of the cocoon. She had turned out to be an NPC: a Stylist by the name of Annabelle. She had been trapped in the Spider’s cave for two days without food and water before Dalton had rescued her.

            The fight to get out of the Spider’s cave had been brief yet furious, the two having to retreat because of the Spiders’ sheer numbers. Now Dalton and Annabelle reached the main house of the NPC Village. Kyle opened the door, nodded at the Stylist, and then said “Good to see you back. I need you to come in for a second.”

            Dalton said goodbye and, with a quick promise to build a house for the Newcomer, the Player stepped inside, shutting the door behind him, asking “What’s up?”

            “Nothing much,” the Guide said “Joseph’s nightmares have been troubling him again, and-.”

            “Again?” Dalton said worriedly “this has been going on for Five Nights straight.”

            “I know,” Kyle said “also, Madeline and Domineqe went out again to gather herbs. Or so they say…”

            “Well, those two have been going out on dates, so why not on picnics?” Dalton said.

            “I know,” the Guide said “but it seems a bit odd that they’ve been doing it for three days now, counting today, and they’ve been taking Zecorus with them.”

            “That does seem a bit odd,” Dalton said “but the guy is a Witch Doctor: maybe it’s for local remedies or something.”

 

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“I do not like this roaming; will you tell me where I am going?” Zecorus asked.

            “You won’t like that answer, so it’s best that you don’t know.” Domineqe said.

            The Three were heading slowly yet surely towards a remote area of the land, close to where Meteorus had crashed. Every so often, the group would stop to gather ingredients for Healing Potions and other Potions.

            Eventually, the Dungeon came into view, looming over the trees that grew thickly around it.

            “I do not like this place,” the Witch Doctor said “evil radiates from its face.” 

            “I know,” Madeline said as she produced a basket full of food “but you’ll see why we’re here in a second.” She then called out: “Howard! Howard, where are you?”

            An old man appeared at the top of the stairs. He had long grey hair and a beard, and had a short red cape, a grey shirt with torn-off sleeves, and blue pant that had been modified into shorts. He also wore a pair of Manacles, the chains of which were broken so he could move his hands freely. But his most striking feature was his unnaturally red eyes.

            “Hello, Madeline,” the Old Man said “what food do you have for me today?”

 

 

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[Dalton Westmoore]

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“Well, it looks like we have a new Host,” as voice said “much younger than his predecessor when he first came.”

            The Adventurer turned and saw that two people and a veritable horde of skeletons were standing behind him. The Skeletons were dressed in differing armors: Large skeletons in red armor, old ones in rusted armor, ones with fire-red bones in flaming armor, and ones in cobalt armor could be found in addition to normal Skeletons that could be found almost anywhere.

            The first of the two men looked to be a much older, sporting a salt-and-pepper beard and hair. He wore Iron armor and a blue cape, and carried an Iron Spear. The Second man looked like his was in his Twenties, and was dressed in a purple cape and Shadow Armor. Bandages covered his right eye, while his remaining, red eye stared at the Adventurer.

            The Adventurer tried to draw his sword, but realized that he did not have it in his inventory.

            “Looking for this?” the older man asked as he produced the Adventurer’s Sword. The Adventurer let out a loud gasp: only six inches of the original blade was left, the rest of the sword was completely gone.

            “You b-!” He began to shout before the Younger Man said “Secure him.”

            Instantly, the Adventurer was restrained by more than a dozen skeletons. He struggled against them, breaking several of the more fragile skeleton’s arms before one with a mace knocked him over the head.

            As the edges of the Adventurer’s vision began to blur, the older man said “You though I broke your blade? Nay, I would not waste my strength so pointlessly. You broke it yourself during the fight with the creature that you now Host. Sweet dreams, young one, your initiation begins soon.”

            As the Adventurer slumped forward, unconscious, the Old Man leaned forward and removed the Warrior’s Emblem from the younger man’s cape. “What do you think, Zwilt? Does it suit me?” he asked as he pinned it on to his cape.

            “Yes, Malgus,” Zwilt said as the Skeletons dragged the Adventurer up the Dungeon Stairs “It suits you very well.”

 

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“Well, what do think?” Annabelle asked as she stepped away from the back of Guido’s head. The Painter looked at his new haircut, which resembled that of a certain famous Italian Plumber.

            “Well…” he said as he looked at himself in a mirror that Dalton had provided for this exercise “it’s a Nice-a Haircut, but, I don’t-a know-a…”

            “It looks great with your sideburns.” Abdosir, who was now sporting a Justin Bieber Haircut, commented.

            Guido perked up at this “Yeah!” he said “It does!”

            “I don’t know about my Haircut…” Pinkie said slowly. She, had not had her hair cut, but, through the use of a comb and a lot of hairspray, Annabelle had gotten her hair to hang down, instead of it being in its bizarre, curly position.

            “It, I don’t know, makes me look a bit crazy,” she said, making a crazy looking face at some unseen person “What do you think?”

            “Who are you talking to, Pinkie?” Annabelle said as she put her Haircutting Equipment away.

            “The People reading this Illustrated Story.” Pinkie said simply, as if this was a normal occurrence.

            “Hey Guys!” Dalton said as he entered the room. He had taken of his Helmet to reveal his face.

            Instantly, Pinkie’s hair poofed back into its original style, and her smile returned to her face “Hey Dalton! How’s it going?” she asked enthusiastically, as Annabelle muttered a few choice curses and complaints about wasted hairspray.

            “I just got back from a trip to-.” The Player said before doing a double take at his Dyes Merchant “Abdosir! Did you get a new outfit?!”

            “Indeed, Good Sir,” Abdosir said as he affected his Turban back on top of his head “It’s a new style that I’m trying out. I got the idea for it around the same time you were talking about those new enemies suddenly appearing.”

            “That’s cool,” Dalton said hurriedly “but come outside: there’s someone I want you to meet.”

 

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“…There’s also some healing potions, a regeneration potion, and a Band of Regeneration in case you need it.” Madeline finished as she handed the Basket to the Old Man.

            “My, my, my,” he said as he inspected the contents “You do have my best interests at heart.”

            “Excuse me Sir, what is your game?” Zecorus suddenly interrupted “And, pray tell, what is your name?”

            A pained look crossed the Old Man’s face and he said “My name is not important.”

            “Sir, I must insist-.” The Witch Doctor began before Madeline interrupted, saying “Wow, would you look at what time it is! I really think we should be heading back to the Village now.”

            The Old Man’s face took on his a deeper look of pain as he said “I’m afraid you won’t be returning to the Village today or any other day.”

            As he spoke, a Score of Skeletons, dressed in Cobalt Armor and carrying either scimitars, maces, or nothing at all. As they advanced on the NPCs, the Old Man said “I’m really sorry that I have to do this, but as the Dungeon Guardian, I must accost anyone who comes here. Even if they are my Friends.”

            “If this is about your curse, don’t let it control you!” the Nurse exclaimed “You have to fight agai-!” she was cut off as one of the skeletons, a large brute with a horned helm, punched her in the gut so hard that the breath was driven out of her.

            “Silence, Wench!” it hissed “if the Master commands it, then it must be done!”

            “You Scum!” Dominieqe roared as he ran at the Skeleton. One of the Skeletons with a mace quickly struck the Arms Dealer on the back of the head, knocking him out.

            Before anyone else could do anything, the Witch Doctor raised a Magic Mirror, and yelled “Madeline, Dominieqe, do not fear! For I will bring Dalton here!” before he disappeared in a puff of blue light and particles.”

            The Skeletons began to murmur before the Old Man snapped “Take them to the Dungeon!”

            As the Skeletons dragged off the Two NPCs, the Old Man’s red eyes flashed, and he spoke, his voice much deeper and much raspier “So, this Dalton is the one who has been killing my Siblings. Now it falls to me to avenge them.”

 

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