Why are you looking at the description? It's pretty self explained. You want me to make a stupid pun? Fine, I guess that was kind of RANDOM though...
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This is why I have no friends...
This is like Tag 40, except I'm actually given a thing to write about. And it's from Mistyaaml4ever ^^
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Tbh the moment I saw it, I just thought: That's a portal to another dimension right there. Change my mind.
Anywho, as I'm currently writing this, it's 10:19 PM (22:19) from the 25, so imma make a time skip rn to the next time I touch this. See you all in like, ten words! ^^
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Okay, it's June 5, we're hopefully back in business.
Now we're gonna start! ^^
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I stood in front of my creation. I've finally done it. I've created the portal to the Realm of Knowledge. Laughing to myself, I lit the flame on my matchstick, and set it onto the gunpowder I had poured onto the rocks. The flames turned crimson as it touched the powder, and slowly crawled through the area of the stone circle that I had constructed.
As soon as the hole was covered in crimson flames, the stone circle began to spill out blood from the seeps in between rocks. A black, bulky looking figure appeared from the inside of the bloodied flame, and it slowly made its way. The once peaceful skies were clouded by darkness, and thunder began striking everywhere around me. In fear, I began to run from the site, only to find myself right back where I was, as if I hadn't moved at all.
The creature's shadow-like arm extended out to grab me, while being completely covered by the blooded flame. Hyperventilating, I began panicking as the incinerating arm burned all of my arm's flesh off, leaving only bone as it grabbed me. I tried pulling away, but it was futile.
Thunder, the fire, and bloodcurdling roars and chants were all I was able to hear as I was slowly forced into the fiery depths of hell. Where I became nothing more than a lost soul.
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Lowkey didn't want it to be this dark, I swear.
Anywho, tag time! I have to tag 3 people, and each person will have a image they will use for their story! ^^
