Blizzard Blowout 64

CHAPTER 7

"You have to start afresh this time!" the guy said. "You are in the closed ball, and all you have to do is race to those sorry friends of yours before you die.

"You lost— you passed out, and that means you lost the fight."

The guy glared into Akaman's eyes. "Is that clear, snowman?"

"Why are... why are you doing this?" he asked feebly.

"Oh, they're scattered across the place." The guy ignored him. "Under the platforms, and in the box thingies— like before, that I've constructed.

"Hard work pays. Your time starts now."

Akaman was barely able to think...

The man pushed the ball away and he squealed as he struggled to control the ball...

"Aah!"

The ball headed towards the ledge, going downhill, and Akaman hearing the attacker laugh, closed his eyes as he approached death...

"BLOWOUT!" the villain said into his megaphone.

But suddenly, Akaman was there-- in the starting place-- again...

"I'm... I'm alive?" he touched his snowy face. "Haha, I'm alive!"

"Yes, we're all alive," the man said. "But I have an online video to shoot, so step on it. Your friends won't be if you don't listen to my orders..."

Akaman thought of this...

"How am I... alive?" he asked himself. "Hm..."

He was on his way to death a few seconds ago; how could it be that here again?

He slowly rolled towards the box and pushed it off.

The guy then ordered him to have a fist fight again...

Akaman, accepting it, realized he could use death to cheat his way into winning the fight. He could learn all the techniques with time!

But after two solid punches in his chest, he decided give up and go on the normal route.

"Ow!" he muttered. "Okay, alright... You... win."

And as he walked into hamster ball, his crush chose to cheer him up.

Could he win?

This is a story inspired by a game, available in Itch.io:

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