Went and tried out an app called “AI Dungeon”. Gets pretty wild. Here’s my grotesque story if anyone wants to wonder that the fuck goes through my head when I play games.

If anyone wants me to continue the story I guess I could. If it blows up could honestly just make group dedicated to sharing our stories. Anyway. Without further ado here’s the story.

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You are a stickfigure that can destroy the universe itself. Wearing the scarf of doom your powers are limitless. You went to explore some random-ass cave because you were bored and only do it for the lame plot. You didn’t expect to find anything, but you did. A fucking book!

It is called The Book Of Eibon by an unknown author. It was written in a language that no one has ever heard of before. Its pages are filled with strange symbols and pictures.

Try to summon a demon to translate book for me

The first thing you have to do is figure out what this book does. This will be easy since you already know how to read.

I sniff the book beforehand for potential evil power

You take off the scarf of doom and put it on your head. You then open up the book and start reading from its cover.

“This book contains information about demons, their nature, their weaknesses, etc.”

I store it in hidden place so others won’t know my weakness

You feel like you should keep this secret, but if anyone finds out, they’ll probably kill you anyway. So you decide to just tell them that there’s a demon inside the book and they’ll have to kill him or her.

I look around

You don’t see any other books like this anywhere else. You go back to your room and hide it away somewhere. Then you get ready to leave when you hear something coming from outside.

I grab my scythe and investigate

You quickly grab your scythe and run outside. You see a man dressed in black standing near the entrance of the cave. He looks at you as if he wants to say something, but instead he turns his attention towards the book.

“What is it?”

I say it’s my documentary on my past fetish experiments that I regret doing.

(arc’s note: it gets confusing here. I got confused too.)

“I’m sorry, but I think we’re going to need to talk.”

He doesn’t move or react at all. He just stares at you with those cold eyes of his.

“Okay…so where are you taking us?”

I take them behind the shed

“Where are we going? Behind the shed?”

He points to a small shack made of wood and metal. “No, not that way. We’re going into the cave.”

You nod silently and follow him inside.

I glare at the man with intense stare that even the Satan himself would shit his pants.

You walk slowly forward until you reach the door. You push it open and step inside.

Inside, there is a large wooden table covered with various objects. There are candles lit up along with several bottles of different liquids on top of it.

I. Drink. Them. All.

You take a drink of whatever liquid is on the table and immediately feel nauseous. Your stomach starts hurting and you begin to vomit.

Say “Worth it.”

You stop vomiting and continue looking at the objects on the table. You notice a bottle labeled ‘water’ next to a candle.

“We need to find more water.”

You nod silently and turn around to face him again.

I take a sip of water in front of his eyes.

You turn around and take a sip of the water. You feel sick again, but you also feel thirsty.

“So, you want to help me find more water?”

You nod silently once more and take another drink of the liquid.

I sip the water annoyingly loud

You turn around and start drinking the liquid loudly. You hear a little noise in the distance, but nothing too dangerous.

“Well, I guess we should check it out.”

You nod silently and head back to the corner of the room where you hid your scythe earlier.

I also grab a bucket just in case

You grab a bucket of sand and throw it over the wall in front of him. You then run back to the corner where you hid your scythe earlier.

“Hey, I found a lot more water than I thought.”

He nods silently and walks over to the shelf.

I resume to intensely glaring at him.

You stare at him for a while and then suddenly you stop staring. You sigh heavily and sit down on the floor.

“I’m sorry…”

He begins to apologize, but you interrupt him. “Don’t be sorry, I’m done with this.”

I read the book of eibon. Shit about to get real.

You pick up the book of eibon and flip through it. You can’t understand a single word, but you still manage to read most of it.

There is a picture of a man sitting in front of a large bookcase full of books.

I compare the man in front of me to the one in the picture.

The man in the picture looks very similar to you. Except for his hair color, his nose shape, and some other minor differences. The only difference between them is that he has a beard now.

“That’s him!”

“Ohshito”

You nod silently and say “Ohshito”. A few seconds later, you feel sick again. This time though, it’s worse than before. It feels like someone…[Read more]

Me: *walks home at evening with no one around*
My brain: *randomly plays Staying Alive by Michael Jackson in my head*
My other part of brain: Ah yes. It’s funky walk time.