chapter 8: Boss batte!

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[Sven the spooky-skelly-skeleton slayer has leveled up!]

Sven is fucking decimating all skeletons he encounters. I believe that this is his 80th skeleton? 

He also got bigger…a lot bigger.

Thankfully the armor that he has on him also got bigger together with him, so I don't need to make a new one.

But yeah, he is a proper big boy now.

3.5ft tall when on all fours, and 8ft in length. He looks like a fucking Dire Wolf! With leather armor!

*sniff*...they grow up so fast…

Growling noises near forced me to come out of my thoughts and start swinging my iron sword toward a horde of zombies that made their way toward me. Some of them even had armor and weapons.

My battle with the horde started in a badass way as I decapitated 3 zombies with one swing.

Damn, I can get married now!


Nobody is gonna understand that reference…

Fireball, energy spheres, sword go swosh. 

Rinse & repeat, and all the zombies were dead…the battle started in a badass way, but it went "meh" really quick after that.

"Man, this is bori-" I didnt even finish the sentence and it was enough to jinx myself. 

Sven barked let out something between a WOFF, and a howl to try and warn me of the danger behind me. A chill went down my spine, and my mind could think of only one thing as a certain sound reached my ears.

TSSSS-!

'Fuck!' Trying to turn and kill the fucker would've taken too much time, instead, I began to sprint forward trying to gain distance from the kamikaze monster known as a creeper.

I managed to do 2 steps before it exploded, the kinetic energy sending me flying forward. The most painful thing tho wasn't the explosion, oh no…the most painful thing was when my face met the ground but my body kept moving making my mug grind against the ground.

Ouch.

Even let out a couple of whines as he nudged me with his snout. I would normally comfort him since im a dog person, but I'm too busy holding in the screeches of pain that demand to be let out from my throat 

Grinding your whole face against a dirty, rough, and humid ground of a cave is not a pleasant experience.

"I'm fine…" I said to Sven in a squeaky voice and slowly got up.

I'm beating the shit out of the next creeper I see…

"Fuck" my eyes started to tear up, a lot of dirt got into them and it stung like a bitch

Just as I was getting up, the ground shook a little. Me and Sven looked at each other with worried expressions, expressions that slowly changed to horror as the ground cracked and kept cracking.

"Okay Sven, don't make any sudden move-" The ground collapsed and we fell to the dark depths of the cave. The creeper explosion evidently damages the cave structure and caused the ground to collapse.

What kind of bullshit is this!? I thought that Minecraft doesn't allow gravity unless it's a player, mob, sand, or gravel!

[I'll sell you the "Fall Control" from Dark Souls for a Diamond]

"I don't have diamonds!" I yelled and felt my face pale as I saw the ground approach rapidly. I'm definitely not surviving this fall, and I doubt T-posing on the ground will work this time.

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