As the events from yesterday came to a close, Mr. Goblin was just digging holes.
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Author here, it has erased my progress on this chapter twice, and I have lost over 1000 words again and again. I hate it , sorry for the wait.
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As he kept digging and digging through the dirt, he discovered a third rock. Such fine skill, thought Mr. Goblin, he is capable of creating rocks! Goblins are dumb.
Nap after nap, Mr. Goblin had to stave off ghosts. And seemingly, after every nap more and more appeared. Once even, a large horned ghost appeared it was a battle, unlike the usual slaughter. Mr Goblin, with his rocks, and the ghost with its immense strength. Blow after blow, they traded their bodies for an attack. Mr. Goblin eventually won, with his enemy being broken with a powerful rock throw. Mr. Goblin also discovered that the ghosts tasted awfully similar to his ash goblin brother. But such thoughts are stupid, food is food to goblin, nothing more.
Eventually the goblin came to discover a fact, he outsized the ghosts massively. He thought, "Me...big?...me.....STRONG" Goblins are dumb.
Through his fights Mr. Goblin has learned; Rocks can be thrown, the top of the head is weak, and that he truly needs a stick. He has also observed the glowing vine, getting larger, and spreading further from the small cave. As it spread, more and more mushrooms sprouted. Masses of green food appeared everywhere. So much food, thought the goblin. Well he had already eaten some shrooms before so he wasn't much hungry. Well when in doubt, nap it out. Goodnight Mr. Goblin.