On that day, Markiplier and his comrade Tyler rode forth into battle, slaying dozens of evil warriors forcing a dark and sinister romance on him and the one called Jacksepticeye.
He won the hearts of many women, but claimed the one girl named Amy to be his bride. The warriors however, wandered into the depths of the forbidden realm known as the internet, hoping that one day the really weird shipping war, that I am not part of, would happen again.
Mark earned his spot as Markyplyer the Great, but with y's instead of i's because some knucklehead who writes the legends f-ed it up, and lives his one true love at peace on the shores of Pernostia Ilse.
Still....he could not fathom that his duty as a warrior is far from over. He remembers his his friend Tyler and second in command Ethan being brutally slain in combat.
Lately, he had a dream, after having hot and somewhat disturbing sex with his lover, about his two fallen comrades rising from the dead. The last thing he remembered before waking was them saying they now work for the dark being known as....The EEEEVIL ONE!!!!
*to someone off screen* okay I read your dumb fantasy shit, can I get my free burritos now?
YOU ARE READING
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RandomMy cancerous shit If anyone doesn't like it, whatever, I don't give a frag ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
