With in 5 months he had gained no progress in physical fitness, only pain. The system was still downloading at the pace of a poisoned turtle, slow enough to make watching grass grow look fast.
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'I give up, this is too difficult. I've been busting my ass for 6 months and I haven't gone any where! Even this stupid-ass ring is useless'
As Urza started to complain, he failed to realise something important. He was gaining the thing that would be most valuable. Idiocy.
'Fuck!' cried Urza, attempting to lift a log for a campfire. 'Why haven't I made any progress! This is too hard, I might as well kill myself! What's the point!'
'What the fuck is that supposed to mean!' yelled Urza ripping out his own hair in frustration. In his admirable attempt to lift the log he was at his wits end. He had enough.
'Well, fuck this' Urza grabs a rope from the log he was attempting to pull, he had tied a noose. Stepping on the log, Urza rapped the noose the nearest branch and put his head through the rope.
As his eyes filled with tears for his own weakness, he jumped and snapped his neck.
End