The Tales of StrykA

Dark Souls Shenanigans Part 1

To anybody thr actually still supports me on here, thank you very much. I have lots of ideas but school's kicking my ass. i might make short stories now and then during Fall and Winter break. Wish me best of luck, and thanks once again.

Stryka: Lets get this started alrea-

Stryka gets interrupted due o YoungStriker grabbing him by the throat.

YoungStriker: Stfu and let me narra-

Solaire Drop kicks YoungStriker and proceeds to praise da sun.

Solaire: PRAISE THE SUUNN!

(Okay the story starts now)

There flickering candles that illuminate the swallowing hall. Many hollows locked away in the wretched cells of the Undead Asylum. However, out of all the hollows, two stand tall with a ray of light shining on their backs.

Y/N: Ya know, it's kind of weird how some random guy gives us the keys to let us out.

Stryka turns to Y/n.

Stryka: I know right. Its weird in all but at least we're free.

Y/n: Yeah yeah..but there's one problem.

Stryka(tilts his head): Hm?

Y/n: You gotta do something about your appearance. You're ugly as fuck.

Stryka: No shit, the same goes to you. You look like a balding testicle from my point of view.

Y/n: Huh? Says the one who looks like an unwiped ass.

Stryka raises his voice

Stryka: ThE FUCK YOU SAY TO ME!

Y/N responds,

Y/n: Wanna fight?

Stryka: You bet your ass I want to.

Stryka throws the first punch but Y/n steps to the left leaving Stryka to fly in another cell.

Y/n: Tch! Serves you rig-

Wailing screams echoes through cell hall. Y/n stands in fear as a group of hollows speeds towards him/her(h/h).

Y/n: Uhm.. Stryka..you might wanna come out here and help a friend.

The sound of a cell door rang through Y/n's ears. Y/n looked to their right to see Stryka closing and locking the cell door.

Y/n: YOU CHEEKY BASTARD!

Stryka gives Y/n a smug, waving his hand.

Stryka: Have fun, sweetie pie~

Stryka went and hid in a barrel.

The hollows drew near. Y/n had no choice but to run the other way.

Y/n ran, and ran, and ran, until he/she(h/sh) found a door. Y/n went through closing the door behind them and what awaited them was a empty room.

Y/n sighs in relief.

Y/n: looks like I'm saf-

BOOOOOMM!!

A giant monster lands upon Y/n.

Y/n: Oh You Gotta Be FUCKING Kidding M-

CLIFFHANGER

YoungStriker: Y/n has encountered a new foe, and Stryka is still hiding like a little bitch. What will become of Y/n and how will this affect my paycheck. Find out on the next episode of Dragon Bal-

THWACK!

YoungStriker gets punched in his head by his boss, Sekirae.

Anyways, tune for more stories of Tales of Stryka, and have a good night.