It was a sunny day in the Clover Kingdom, with people living their lives and children running around, birds singing a song and dogs barking aloud, the seemingly endless hustle and bustle of the city creating a contrast to the quiet and serene forest, with all of these sounds coming together to form a symphony that speaks of peace.
There in a forest beside a small village In the name of Hage, lays a young man on the cusp of beginnings, for this is his story as the symbol of peace.
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Deep in the woods a groan could be heard as a young man awakened from his unconscious state.
"Man what the hell did I drink?" he muttered groggily, hand moving lazily to block the sunlight streaming through the lush Forest canopy.
With a hefty groan of sleepy effort, he straightened himself into a sitting posture, countless joints cracking in resistance at the movement.
"I knew that twenty bucks was not worth it" he said with palpable regret, the passing lapse of judgement was like that of a child giving his parents his birthday money for 'safekeeping', only to find out later, his dad used it to buy a pack of marlboro's with grandma's pension check.
with a sigh, he went back to more important matters at hand.
"Well, at least I got that twenty bucks" he said enthusiastically, all past pretense of regret for the method, was trumped for the result.
Inserting his hand into his pocket eagerly, In search of the twenty bucks that are rightfully his. But, what should've been the papery feeling of the bank note, was just the slightly soft sensation of his pocket cloth, and like two handfuls of lint.
"Weird, I usually place my stuff in my right pocket…hmm, Whatever, probably in my left pocket, I mean I was tired" he said, reassuring himself, now inserting his other hand into the left pocket, he started rummaging.
"Ehh?" Moving his hand deeper into the pocket, it returns nothing…besides three handfuls of lint.
He stops suddenly, stands up and starts panic searching, pockets turned inside out. With nothing but a half drunk squirrel to show, which promptly waddled off drunkenly. "S-squeak, ģ̷͎̰̪̺͖͚͚̗̓́̓͗ͅl̷͕̳͑̄̑̈́̕͜͝ơ̵̢̳̆̄͌͐͘r̸̲̰̥̪͒̅̎̓̆̈́̀y̴̡̢̛͈̩̾͆ ̶̤͚̜̱̾͐̕̚t̴͙͇̼̪̫͑̋̈̓̈͛͜͠ơ̶̠̌̽̎̔̊̍͌͌͠ ̶̪̂͑̎͆́̉̾̒̚̕B̴̬̪̈̍͗̏͋̍̊ͅơ̵̠̣̬̙̲͖̯͔̰͇͆̀͆͆̈́͋̎͝ŝ̵̨̧̟̹̀͋ñ̴̺̫̦̬̱̪͓̻͕̏̈́̽̂̕͜i̶̥̩̤̬̱͛a̸̛͇̪̗̗̅̉̆̑̿̆, s-s-quick" it mumbled.
"No,no no no no,NO!" he shouted in disbelief, his twenty dollars couldn't have been lost, could they?
with desperation driving him, he searched every inch of his body. From his shirt, to his pants, to even his underwear. Striping down to check every possible place, not even his hair was spared. And yet, even then, nothing.
"IT CAN'T BE!?" He shouted in despair, standing on the grass covered forest floor buck naked, his clothes scattered around him.
Falling to his knees and looking up to the heavens he shouts in despair at his loss.
"MY TWENTY BUCKS!" a painful gut wrenching shout leaves his throat at the loss of his dear twenty bucks.
Then he abruptly halts his act of desperation in favour of a more pressing issue.
"Wait a second...where the hell am I, this ain't the gambling den I paid top cent for?" He said with clear confusion, looking around the surrounding area as if there would be a corner where a building would be built into.
"Well, whatever, let's see something I can drink around here." He said as he scouts the area for a water source, wearing his clothes back on meanwhile.
Noticing something weird he hadn't before because he was acting appropriately to the situation(he was over reacting).
"Is that a book?"he said, looking over to his side, before taking it out of its holster thinga majing.
"Weird, it doesn't have a colour, or a title, or whatever's supposed to be in a book, like what the hell is this thing?" he muttered confused as he attempted to inspect the empty book.
"Wait, there 'is' something on the front cover, looks like a drawing of a leaf, I think it's called a clover or some shit, let me count how many there are, One, two, thre-"
ROAR
The young man stops as he hears a roar of a wild beast incoming.
"WHAT IN posiden's balls WAS THAT‽" he shouted in reaction to the horrific roar of some sort of beast.
"AND WHY IS IT GETTING LOUDER!" Says the young man in panic as he hears the encroaching beast.
CRASH
A crashing sound is produced after something hits the trees making them shake violently as leaves fall to the ground in a shower. One of the trees falls to the ground making a dust cloud obscuring the visage of the suspect.
OINK ROAR
The now identified Hog shakes it's head in an attempt to clear the dust in the air that's obscuring its vision. Blowing steam from its oinkers the Hog places its target on the young man In front of it.
"Oh... Good piggy?"
Insulted OINK
The Hog starts charging at the young man.
"BAD PIGGY!" Shouts the young man
'shit, this is bad, it looks like it weighs four hundred kilogrammes, has long tusks approximately eighty centimetres in length each, a nasty pair of horns that are longer than the tusks at a hundred centimetres each, which is weird since I don't remember them growing on hogs, but whatever bastard's probably confused thinking his a bull charging at me like that, and has a shit ton of scars making it very dangerous to boot. potential weaknesses, sharp objects as the scars on its body show that it has been damaged with fangs, claws, ect. the neck, its offensive abilities are focused on its head with its tusks and horns, To facilitate its abilities its neck has to be flexible and packed with blood vessels to carry more oxygen to its muscles making it especially vulnerable to piercing attacks to it. and finally it's turning while charging, since it's so heavy when it reaches its full speed it can't make sharp turns since its momentum will be too strong, making light and fast attacks extremely well suited for fighting it. In conclusion the strategy to win is to find a sharp object, let it charge at you then use its momentum against itself by making a sharp turn and attacking its neck.' analysed the young man in two seconds.
OINK
The Hog started chasing after the young man, the young man in return got the hell away from it.
"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME YOU VILE BEAST!" says the young man as he barely dodged an attack on his behind by jumping.
The young man spots a split tree branch on the floor not far from his direction, deciding that it is the perfect Hog penetrator.
The young man slides and grabs the split tree branch of the floor, then turns to the left to get a better angle.
The Hog then turns to the young man and starts charging towards him.
"No, enough of this, I'm not a coward, nor shall I run away from my fears, because if I want to reach my dreams I must first go towards my fears WITH A SMILE, NOW COME TO ME YOU BAG OF UNCOOKED BACON!" Shouted the young man in determination while holding his makeshift spear towards the Hog in retaliation.
With a roar from both sides the young man and the Hog charge at each other, the young man smiling and the Hog snarling.
And when they're within attacking distance of each other the young man initiates his plan.
'Step one sharp thing, check' 'step two, let the bag of bacon charge at you, check' 'step three, break the Hogs ankles like I'm LeBron and penetrate it's neck'.
Right before they could collide, the young man spins on his right foot and grabs onto the Hog's horns with his left arm.
"IT IS MAN THAT GOD MADE IN HIS IMAGE, SO DIE YOU WALKING TRASH COMPACTOR!" Shouted the young man
Then he aims the split tree branch with his right arm directly at the neck of the Hog, and thrusts deeply into the neck of the Hog.
"How do you like that you bi- woah woah, WOAH
AHHHhhhHHH I SPOKE TOO SOON!" Shouts the young man scared for his life, as the boar starts running in an attempt to throw off the young man as he holds on like a piece of cloth on a hanger in the middle of a hurricane.
As he's flung around, he takes hold of the makeshift spear for dear life, before regaining his balance on the Hog and taking out the makeshift spear from the neck of the panicking beast.
"DIE ALREADY YOU BASTERD, DIE, DiE, DIE!!!!!" Shouts the young man as he continuously stabs the beast over and over again with the now broken tree branch, desperately trying to stop the thing in its path.
With a last heave the young man stabs the Hog with the now splintered remains of a makeshift spear, stopping the movements of the Hog as it's finally put to rest forever. Unfortunately for the young man, its momentum is still alive and kicking.
Sending them straight to a tree, as the body of the Hog hits the tree with its passenger, it takes down the tree as one last testament to its impressive might that it once had before its demise.
Getting thrown to the ground because of the sudden change of velocity, getting a groan in exchange
"Check".