Ending H

The Last Resort

You made a fucking mistake. Your gut told you to stop yet you still persisted. As shallow as your descent into the dungeon has been, you should have known better than to go poking around where you don't belong. Certainly not in a stinking, blood and body filled pit.

Honestly, what were you thinking? You shoved your arm all the way up to your elbow in a pile of blood and meat and bodies that was twice as tall as you were and that spanned the entire length of the sewer. You might not have known why, but you immediately felt an impending sense of doom wash over you as your arm sunk into the flesh mound, and no sooner than when you pulled your arm free, coated in gore and other foul smelling things, did a head pop out of the hole that you had created.

"Who the FUCK woke me from my slumber?!" You tripped over your own feet in shock, a terrified scream shrilly bouncing off the blood-slick stone walls around you.

The head curled his lip as his eyes met yours and proceeded to leave the gore pile. It shouldn't have surprised you but seeing a talking, bodiless head only made you panic more and you fell ass first into a soupy mess of decomposed flesh. It soaked through your armour and assaulted your senses, making you gag as you tried to comprehend the horror before you. Your display only seemed to piss the floating head even more.

"SHUT UP! You look like some kind of fucking IDIOT with your mouth hanging open and that SOUND leaving your mouth!" You couldn't fight it back any longer. You vomited all over yourself. The head seems taken aback, shocked and totally speechless.

"What an absolutely PATHETIC sniveling little WORM!" He spat at you in genuine disgust. You don't know what to do. What should you do?! What even was this-?!

"There is still SO MUCH goddamn work to do and YOU- fucking YOU!- come in and shove your grubby little hands in it?!" You gasp and gag every time you suck in a lungful of rancid air. You were going to die. You were going to fucking die in this shithole all because you did something so utterly fucking stupid-! Your heart sank to the depths of the Sulfur Pits as this... thing confirmed your worst fears.

"I still need more blood for the ritual... I suppose you so RUDELY interrupting my slumber won't be for naught after all... Kjeh kjeh kjeh...!" No. No- No, wait-!

"N-NO-! DON'T- PLEASE-!" Your heart sinks lower and lower as the disembodied head begins to mock your pleas for mercy.

"'PLEASE- PLEASE-!' SHUT THE FUCK UP! It's fucking EMBARRASSING!" Tears welled in your eyes as you felt your impending end approaching. You don't want to die here. You can't die here! Not like this! Not here!! You don't give a shit about honour or whatever the hell it is! You'll do anything- Fucking anything-!

"WAIT- WAIT- WAIT- WAIT-!! I-I'll d-do anything-!" You blubbered as you shifted to your knees. You clasped your hands together as you prayed to whatever god would listen to you for mercy. M-Mercy-! Please...!

"Oh? You'll do ANYTHING, huh?! Of course you would, you sniveling little MAGGOT-!" The beheaded wizard absolutely HATED pathetic pieces of shit like you, but it would be a lie to say that you didn't stroke his ego nicely when you sunk up to your forearm in blood, piss and shit and bowed your head before him as you pleaded for your life.

"P-Please-! Please, I swear I'll do anything-!" Your voice quivered as you screwed your eyes shut. You couldn't stand to look at the river of blood you were soaked in and you couldn't stand to see if you were about to die or not. It gave the head a moment of pause. You were a worthless piece of shit but... Hmm... Eh-