The main story takes place on an unnamed island kingdom. The king of the island resided in high peak castle. The gates of which were protected by a gigantic skeleton guard known as the giant. The interior of the castle was protected by the royal guard, and his majesty protected by his personal guard, the hand of the king. The two guards, the giant and the king’s hand didn’t have high opinions on one another but did agree on one point, nobody liked the alchemist.

The main residents of the island lived in stilt village, Where they would spend most of their time fishing as the main food source. Connected to the village is a bridge, black bridge, which acts as an exit and entrance to the prison complex, controlled by the prison warden, Castaing.

Things quickly changed after a sudden deadly illness spread across the island. The illness was named after many things: the malaise, the gloom, or the green poison. It’s symptoms of itchiness, belly aches, feeling down, headaches, and blurred vision. The malaise would always result in death, however, it would reanimate the dead infected and mutate them into aggressive monsters who attack any living being.

The King ordered the imprisonment of anyone who was infected. Even those who were only suspected would be hanged. Additionally, the king ordered the prison warden, Castaing, to stop controlling the gates and keep all prisoners inside, even if they finished their sentence.

And When the cells became overpopulated, because of the imprisonment of too many people, the king ordered the guards of the prison to use the outside jails and to leave no suspects unsupervised.

The guards of the prison were confused on why they were transferring villagers to the prison and said they needed treatment instead of imprisonment. The guards then were threatened with execution if they failed to obey the king’s orders.

The giant confronted the king, warning him his actions would bring ruin to the kingdom. The king, however, ordered the giant to be executed and his body thrown in the prison quarters.

The prisoners locked away would write on the walls of their cells questioning why the prison was being filled with the innocent, or how they didn’t want to get infected and die. The prisoners eventually began escaping, they would dig tunnels to the sewers of the island or climb the ramparts, however, these escapes would always result in death to either exhaustion or starvation.

In stilt village, They vandalized the statue of the king and his hand, even the orders posted by the king. The villagers would also begin to revolt against the king and order his death, this led to a night of bloody riots. After which, the guard’s condemned a wing of the prison, the Ossuary, to dump the bodies there. The ossuary was also used to try to burn excess bodies when the graveyard was full, but even then, the bodies piled up endlessly, and burning them was no longer good enough.

However, the king wasn’t the only one taking action against the malaise. A sorceress, called

The timekeeper rewinds time to the same day to execute the infected and keep the malaise at bay, although this exhausted her. Other than the timekeeper, was the alchemist. The alchemist would use scientific means to find a cure for the malaise.

The alchemist would go all over the island gathering research on what could be the origin of the malaise. The alchemist also had conducted many experiments to combat the malaise, using corpses or villagers who volunteered their bodies for his work.

His research took him to a sanctuary beneath the village. Some believed the liquid sap running through the walls of the sanctuary could’ve been contaminating the sewer network and causing the malaise. With this knowledge, the alchemist began experimenting with the sap. Over time, the mutations of the infected submerged in the solution slowed down. However, the sap provided unpredictable results on the bones from corpses, The alchemist reflects whether the king’s methods of mass murder were right.

During the final retreat, the king gave the alchemist a wing of the castle to continue his experiments. However, the royal guard once protected within, succumbed to the infection. Even the king himself became infected.

The timekeeper, possibly as a final desperate attempt, used her magic to keep the island in an endless time loop.

Post-epidemic, A homunculus, to be known as the beheaded, takes form in a headless corpse and familiarises itself with its surroundings.

From there he meets a knight, who informs can’t die and isn’t the only one to experience this. From there she sends off to progress through the island.

The beheaded encounters a few others other than the knight, such as the collector.The collector exchanged cells collected by the beheaded for gear and items. It was unknown what the cells were used for.

At the end of the beheaded journey, they encounter the now comatose king protected by his hand, who encases him in a protective barrier. Defeating the hand, the beheaded destroyed the barrier and impaled the king with the weapon formerly held by the hand. From there, the king rises and explodes in a wave of power, destroying the throne and the beheaded’s body.

Upon returning to the prisoner’s quarters, the beheaded remarks the giant skeleton next to him suddenly disappeared. Moments later, a loud crash caught the attention of the beheaded. The once giant unopenable door in the prison was smashed open. Within, the beheaded only caught a glimpse of the giant fleeing into the lava.

With quick progression, the beheaded meets the giant in the guardian’s haven. Who reveals the beheaded’s true identity as the king. However, the beheaded is confused by this: unaware of his true identity and wrongdoings.

Upon entering the astrolab, the beheaded uncovers more of the alchemist’s experiments and research. The alchemist took to the stars as a way to further his research and for a solution. However, he contemplated whether he could be mistaken and they could be the cause of the malaise.

Additionally, a solution drunk by infected crows created mutations instead of curing them.

Within the observatory, the beheaded comes across an unexpected figure, the collector. The collector reveals a catalyst to the beheaded and asks to deposit his remaining cells into it. From there, the collector reveals his plans to create the panacea, the cure to all diseases with the cells he’s collected.

The collector then comments on how messing with cells never comes with any good. He reminisces on his past research and experiments, even questioning the myth of the panacea with all he had left, old children’s tales.

The collector, upon drinking the panacea, went mad with power. The collector fights the beheaded, intending to send him back to the prisoner’s quarters to bring him more cells.

After his defeat, the collector exclaims that the beheaded, when he was the king, ruined the island and was trying to fix it. The beheaded stomps on him and ultimately ends the collector.

Moments after the collector’s death, the beheaded realized the cure was effective. As his body begins to fade away he notes the kingdom may be damned, but he wouldn’t be stuck with it. However, after his body disintegrates his blob form is left behind and returns to the prisoner’s quarters.

Continuing with another run, a portal opens and transports them to the clock room, where the timekeeper berates the beheaded and reluctantly resets the time loop. Shortly after, she kicks the beheaded into an opened portal ( without the acknowledgment of either one and she just wanted to kick the beheaded out of the room) causing her to exclaim, “Oi! No! Are you serious?”

Within this new time loop, the once dead tutorial knight, although glitched, is back, so is the king.

Returning to the throne room and defeating the king’s hand, the beheaded reclaims his original body, as the king. Wanting to stop the infection and decay on his body, he returns to the Astrolab and defeats the Collector once again. In the end, the king returns to his restored throne, sipping wine, he admits, “well, there’s really no way around it… It was way more fun crawling around the sewers.”

However, he’s interrupted when his original self appears and mimics his various actions The two engage in combat, and their fate is left ambitious.

Anyway, that was just during those times, but what actually led me to the dark side was acknowledging that a long term relationship with a woman such as a girlfriend or even wife was not my thing and it would be better to just stay as an eternal bachelor and let out my cravings within other means of interaction with women(short forms). Every man is different but I knew it just wasn’t for me.

Being the homebody that I am, during my mid 20s, I wanted to see the ways in which I can get my nut off with women without the public humiliations that most men go through when trying to date. So I began to look at dating apps to see if that would work just to fuck a slumpbuster if need be. I did end up meeting a girl in person to a room i rented for the night, but it didn’t last too long and she left early, but it did teach me that I CAN do it again if I want to. They are also prone to expose you on there but it depends on the woman and the economic class.

I then looked at the deeper parts of the web and discovered married couples who were interested in something to “spice up” their sexual relationship. I used to think this stuff wasn’t real, but it was indeed real. There are plenty of websites that let you find like minded married couples of a variety that are into sexual things that the normie world denies of. Some get bored, some are curious, some just enjoy the lifestyle,etc. I met this white couple in my state who advertised they were looking for a dude to fuck the wifey, and so I offered my service to them.

It’s hilarious because I left work early to get new clothes and take a shower and prepare to leave. They actually ordered an uber for me from my place all the way to their motel lmao. I had to know if it was real so I needed them to invest in the meetup. We exchanged text to arrange things which doesn’t take too long. I got home, prepared, the uber arrived, I nervously got to the place but wasn’t scared. I just wanted to know it was real and it was somewhere i never went but it was in the daylight which is always best to do.

So I let them know i’m at the door, the husband let me in, i greeted him and her,etc. The husband was smoking marlboro cigs(white coded), but i’m not really a smoker at all, but something about the smell of cigs during sexual escapades is luring. I can’t explain it. They looked just like the photo the wife gave me which was nice no catfish. she wasn’t that attractive but wasn’t ugly, but it would do I was horny.

I then went to the bathroom to prepare to fuck the shit out of the wifey but i took a quick photo to my niggas who knew I was on a mission to make sure they know it didn’t become a negro john doe so i texted the main bro(they laughed i’m sure). I then popped the rhino pink pill i bought from a retail store so I can get ready to give his wife the bbc without stopping. We then proceeded to get into the position of admission. The husband never really did anything he just sat smoking his cigs chilling on another part of the room watching. Some of the men just like the dude to demolish his girl but they never join. Some of them like to smash they girl as i smash they girl. It depends on the guy.

I was fucking his wife so much, that bitch had to give me some water. Those pills do indeed work but its been years since I used those pills i’m older now i don’t think it would be wise to. I was in my mid 20s so I had more vigor i assume and more horny. I also never used a condom on her either all creampies. She did tell me she used plan b so I did’t have much to worry about they have their own family and don’t want some mudshark baby around anyway. Plus I’m a broke nigga so they not gonna get anything. So I did the deed and after it wa done, I dryed the sweat off, put my clothes back on, said my goodbyes to the couple, and they ordered my ride back to my city.

It was quite an experience that I will always laugh about once in a while. This was the beginning of a realm that most men will never see because they want “love”. I knew that I would never go back to normie shit. Couldn’t believe i even cared to kinda want a girlfriend or a relationship that’s so gay lmao. Darkside for life. This was just the 1st story of many stories but eventually I did slow down/stop. In the meantime, I will tell all the ones I remember. Each one kinda different but still memorable.

The husband via text that I was fucking her so much but she had wanted to stop but I kept going lmaoooooo. I felt like a wolf my brain just went into fuck mode.

I wanted to see if it was real.

It was very real.

These various forms of sexual monetization for woman all can make that woman very rich if she gets lucky which I have no problem with I respected actually because it takes some form of mindset to gain that much monetization.

The problem here is that women don't realize they are exchanging hands with the devil when they form these types of contracts for sexual monetization.. they are quite invisible many times. And a woman's brain they assumed that there won't be much repercussions for this exchange of their sexual monetization. They assume that all the men that they gain money from will absolutely do nothing to them or absolutely nothing will happen when involving themselves with said men for parasocial relationships.

For every action there is an equal or opposite reaction but solipsism prevents most women from understanding this heavy exchange for cash and prizes. They often forget that because they are building a digital relationship with these men AKA Simps, they think that they truly don't have to give anything in return. I'm sorry to say but in the end every lifestyle has a price.

Nature has blessed woman with disability to extract resources from multiple sources of men at one time if she's so chooses to want to do that, but something will always be exchanged for that association. If a woman for instance opens an only fans at least temporarily she must understand what that comes with and most of them simply do not.

They will say things such as “I had to pay for school” or “I haven't found the right man yet so I had bills to pay” as if the permanent exchanges she has to have will wash away with these sympathetic words. She may get the sympathy of men of the flesh or even woman but the price to be paid will never ever be washed away with words. She has a digital footprint that will never go away no matter how much she wanted to.

The men that have built a relationship with this woman will have also built up resentment because he feels entitled to her on a personal level even though it is just a digital relationship in which she's extracting time money and attention away from him. We have sadly seen many women gotten hurt or worse because they built up a parasocial relationship with men over the internet.

These men do sometimes become stalkers or even doxxers giving out the personal information of that woman as some sort of revenge fantasy. I never advocate for any of this to occur but I cannot control other men in this world either.

Nature blessed woman with this ability to monetize her sexuality but most women cannot write the check that comes with it. once a woman exchanges her sexuality for monetization she is part of the world forever she can no longer be mine.

This sounds like rambling to most people with not much thinking comprehension but this took me time to understand as I am indeed a whore monger and I know that side of monetization that many women try to demonize and yet many of their favorite celebrities or some of their friends are probably on the dark side with me.

Many will ask well why can't men also monetize their sexuality and I will say to that is because nature did not bless us with the instance to do that whenever you see a male pornstar or male escort you have to assume that they really earn their way to that. And also many times male escorts or men who monetize their sexuality aren't really paid that well.

Many women may not read this and that's okay it's not really meant to be focused on woman entirely who may or may not listen but the reality is that these are metaphysical conversations that I know woman will never truly care about. This is actually more for the men that may read my subscribe and are interested.

These franchises sell no matter how bad or good they are and they have sold well since near its first release as a franchise.

These franchises tend to gather the most casuals within a bubble and so whenever a game company or developer wants to copycat them, they will probably get sued or won't be able to be compared to them in the same quality or quantity.

These franchises are on the video game charts of best selling games per month pretty much every month no matter what until the next release comes out.

These four franchises are not inherently bad just because they sell a lot do keep that in mind, but they can get away with devilish monetization practices that other franchises cannot afford to do or at least to the extent that they could do.

Also I didn't include Mario kart on here because Mario kart at least since Mario kart Wii has sold millions upon millions forever.

Even when these game franchises become $80 as the default like Mario kart did, they will still sell tens of millions of copies without effort.

These franchises are containment bubbles for sells and if you are developing a video game it is wise you do not look in these containment bubbles to be inspired for profit. Your game surely will become a miscombobulated mess.

Focus on a niche audience that you know would appreciate the efforts you put in your new game and put some spins to it. There are games that may be in the genre that these games are but don't inherently have to copy what they do and still can sell well.

Battlefield sells well in spite of call of duty being an elite franchise selling more

Digimon and palworld exist despite Pokemon being an elite franchise .

Other kart games still exist despite Mario kart being an elite franchise.

There aren't actually that many basketball games that can compete with 2K so that might be different we do need competition for that.

There are other open world criminal games despite Grand theft Auto being an elite franchise.

During my highschool years from 2006-2010 , looking back as an adult male, I realized that so many instances of hypergamy occured but I was just a bystander not the guy on stage. Many men during high school were just the bystanders of a theater play of sex and pussy women were sharing with certain guys in the school.

I do remember this one girl in car workshop class got caught with a guy on the football team(hypergamy) having sex within the school and both got suspended but not for too long just temporary. At the time, we all just laughed and time passed on, but as an adult, it fascinates me thinking “Wow, women are willing to take some dick in a dirty run down high school basement and possibly get caught”.

A woman’s hypergamy during her high school years is a burst of fire and flames ready to be throw across the room like how in super mario 64 when you gotta jump over the lava pits to get to bowser in the castle. A woman’s hypergamy cannot afford to lose a opportunity to have possible children and genetics with a man with good genes. She may never get this chance again.

That woman is probably someone’s wife right now which is amazing to think about. In this age of social media, people still may know her(100% sure), but her husband will never know. This makes me uneasy so I would rather just not connect in this day and age(I may write deeper about this digital open hypergamy). Women were meant to be passed around if needed, and she is no different.

None of our sisters and mothers are no different. Same blueprint, different outlet for said hypergamy. Some of moms out there probably fucked more than one guy on the sports team. She craved it and her nature allowed it. Some probably used protection and some probably just creampied and forgot she ever existed. Hypergamy cannot wait.

This is just one of many stories I may share but it’s not for you, it’s for me. I just like typing on a keyboard and people from my Twitter Account enjoys my stuff I guess. This is kinda fun but the girls who are in my posts will probably never see them.

I was playing Xbox 360/Nintendo DS/PSP with the bros, and other guys were becoming fathers by the 2nd year of high school.

Women Do infact require you pay attention to them enough for you to enter her holes. Maybe not a lot or maybe quite a lot it depends. Energy and time is a #1 in my opinion. While you can recover money, energy and time is very hard to recover back as the years of your life as a man go by. Every man is different, and I have told those who know me on X about what I believe and don’t believe. Women are infact humans not robot and can take as much or as little as you allow.

From what I’ve seen, there isn’t much difference between a modern prostitute from listcrawler who only asks for your direct money and payment for her holes and a woman who wants to drain your energy and time before she lets you into her holes.