Journey

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Ever since he was a young goblin, he lived without his parents so all he knew about them was that they were professional arsonists, so naturally, he wanted to be one too. So he practiced by setting anything and everything on fire.

Years after his decision to become an arsonist, he decided to finally set foot out of his cave, everything he saw put him in awe, the glistening tree leaves, vibrant wildflowers, plush grass, towering mountains in the distance, smooth crystal clear streams, the cute tiny animals.

It. was. disgusting.

At that moment he had a vision, this awful world covered in the thing he loved the most, fire. But to set a fire he needed a match. so he headed into the forest and he cringed, feeling the soft grass under his feet. Soon he reached a dirt road that looked like it lead to something. After a while of walking down the dirt road, he came across a village and it's filled with creatures he's never seen before, they stood like him. They also had limbs similar to his but slightly different, their hands weren't pointy and slightly green, like his but they had square palms and they were a neutral orange color. He looked around, no one was doing anything, they all were just staring at him. Despite the body shivers going through his body, he hesitantly approached a young woman. The young woman stared at him her wild grin growing slightly every step he took when he was only a few feet away from her, she spoke, "I know what you seek. Yarden's eyes widen at that and lean over and whisper yells, "How did you know that I want to cause the apocalypse!"

Her eyes widen at that and she grabs Yarden by the hand and abruptly starts running, he starts to object but she doesn't seem like she'll do any harm, so he let her guide him, but when he sees the grass, he digs his feet in the ground, refused to feel that feeling it almost made him gag thinking about it. The woman looked back at him, confused about why he was suddenly objecting so much, so he eyed the grass desperately and when she lifted him up into her arms he assumed she got the message, the woman's arms weren't comfortable, but he'd rather have someone reach into his throat and lightly caress his uvula than walk on grass.