'Its Dark'
That was my only thought as I lay upon the floor a puddle of blood forming under me as I bled from the knife wounds on my chest.
*Bzzt*
Suddenly an old radio I bought from a yard sell came to life, a smooth male voice coming out of it.
"If I were the devil … If I were the Prince of Darkness, I'd want to engulf the whole world in darkness. And I'd have a third of its real estate, and four-fifths of its population, but I wouldn't be happy until I had seized the ripest apple on the tree"
Suddenly my view changed as I was now sat at a table, a well dressed man sitting across from me, but where his face would normally be a hole of shifting darkness replaced it.
"Thee"
Pointing a long almost unatural finger towards my bleeding form the 'man' continued.
"So I'd set about however necessary to take over the United States. I'd subvert the churches first — I'd begin with a campaign of whispers. With the wisdom of a serpent, I would whisper to you as I whispered to Eve: 'Do as you please"
Standing up the man walked around the table as he layed his hands on my shoulders the blood that soaked my shirt staining his hand as he almost lovingly whispered into my ear.
"To the young, I would whisper that 'The Bible is a myth.' I would convince them that man created God instead of the other way around. I would confide that what's bad is good, and what's good is 'square.' And the old, I would teach to pray, after me, 'Our Father, which art in Washington…"
Saying that I saw the man lean over me his face which was previously a pit of darkness began to shift, turning into Abraham Lincoln then to Kennedy and even Obama eventually settling on Roosevelt as he continued to speak
"And then I'd get organized. I'd educate authors in how to make lurid literature exciting, so that anything else would appear dull and uninteresting. I'd threaten TV with dirtier movies and vice versa"
Walking around the table the shape shifter spoke with passion as his voice continued still smooth.
I'd pedal narcotics to whom I could. I'd sell alcohol to ladies and gentlemen of distinction"
Half way through his words the shifter pulled out a handful of pills, which he threw at my slumped form.
"The rest well theirs pills for them"
Returning to his seat the man voice grew abit distorted.
"If I were the devil I'd soon have families at war with themselves, churches at war with themselves, and nations at war with themselves; until each in its turn was consumed. And with promises of higher ratings I'd have mesmerizing media fanning the flames. If I were the devil I would encourage schools to refine young intellects, but neglect to discipline emotions — just let those run wild, until before you knew it, you'd have to have drug sniffing dogs and metal detectors at every schoolhouse door."
Manifesting a microphone in his hand the shifter continued to speak with a small smirk.
"Within a decade I'd have prisons overflowing, I'd have judges promoting pornography — soon I could evict God from the courthouse, then from the schoolhouse, and then from the houses of Congress. And in His own churches I would substitute psychology for religion, and deify science. I would lure priests and pastors into misusing boys and girls, and church money. If I were the devil I'd make the symbols of Easter an egg and the symbol of Christmas a bottle"
His smirk expanding slowly into a crazed grin the shifter that had Roosevelts face began to slowly finish up his speech.
"If I were the devil I'd take from those who have, and give to those who want until I had killed the incentive of the ambitious"
Becoming almost feverish the shifter finally began to finish up.
"And what do you BET I could get whole states to promote gambling as the way to get rich? I would caution against extremes and hard work in Patriotism, in moral conduct. I would convince the young that marriage is old-fashioned, that swinging is more fun, that what you see on the TV is the way to be. And thus, I could undress you in public, and I could lure you into bed with diseases for which there is no cure."
Pausing for a long moment the shifter, NO the devil finally erased his smirk as he said one last thing..
"In other words, I'm just going to keep right on doing what i'm doing."
With those final words darkness finally consumed my view.
*Ding*
[Main Quest started]
[Slay the Devil]
_ _ _ _ _
"Fuck!"
Waking with a start I soon found myself splashing around in a viscous liquid, which after abit of panicking I was relieved to find was only waist high.
"Fuck my nose"
Cursing lowly as I stood up I was disgusted at the heavy smell of iron that pervaded the air and after wiping my eyes of the viscous liquid I was even more disgusted to find I stood in a pool of what I could only assume to be blood.
'So much'
Looking at the endless sea of blood I was disgusted as I attempted to wade through it and find some way out of it.
'Oh land'
Walking for about 5 minutes I finally spotted a elevated patch of rocks outside the blood, which I scrambled towards as I took a seat allowing me to finally take stock of my situation.
'Wasn't I stabbed to death'
Looking down at my chest and not finding any wounds I sighed in relief finding the holes in my clothes to be all that's was left of the brutal murder attempt by my girlfriend.
'I'll kill that bitch'
After the relief passed anger soon set in as I thought back to my death.
The fear
The weakness
The Helplessness
My anger though quickly lowered to a simmer as I realized theirs nothings I could do unless I can find my way out of the clearly unatural blood lake.
*Ding*
[Compatible Class Found, pleass standby]
'What?'
Hearing the sudden voice I was slightly panicked as I looked around trying to find who had spoken only to met by the blood lake.
[Table Top System has come online]
[D&D has been been set as main Template]
[Searching for compatible class]
[Barbarain(98%) has been made core class]
Suddenly my view was taken up by myriad of floating black screens with red lettering.
'What the fuck'