In a random corner of the grocery store universe, a group of four figures cloaked in brown robes browsed the meat section, looking for something.
"Over here!" One of the cloaked figures exclaimed, while holding a package of ground beef. "This one only expires in four days!"
"Not bad," he attempted to locate his cart behind him. But to his astonishment, the cart is nowhere in reach, he looks behind to reveal, aha! The mysterious man in the mask is back! Replacing the items inside the cloaked mans cart with his own.
"HEY! THAT'S MY CART!" The cloaked man protested.
"Oh, is it? Sorry about that," the masked man replied, carelessly dumping the items back into the cart, recalling the earlier destruction of his cart from the octopus
"Dammit, I'll never find another good cart again, " the man in the brown cloak on the other hand sighed in relief
"Is that... spaghetti?" the cloaked man inquired curiously. "Oh, this? Yeah," the masked man responded casually. "How'd you manage to get that?"
"It's over there, to the right," the masked man pointed vaguely amidst the labyrinth of aisles. "Keep moving until you spot the Giga Killer Lettuce. If you can get past it, keep walking forward and you'll find it."
The cloaked man seemed star struck, "there's no way he could survive that trip being such a weakling," he thought about the masked man. "How about this instead?" He revealed the ground beef he had just discovered. "If you're planning to cook spaghetti, you'll need this. It's the only one that doesn't expire tomorrow."
The man in the mask looks intrigued, meat wouldn't be necessary to cook spaghetti, but god damn it would be nice to add in.
"If you beat me in a bet, I'll give it to you. But if I win, I take your spaghetti," he proposed.
Our protagonist sighs, as if he already knew he'd lose, he won't risk a good meal for a slightly better one, "I'm not int—", but before he could finish, "It's also premium meat".
"Let's do it".
The battle commenced— the premium beef against the masked man's spaghetti, outset frenzy. The other three cloaked figures surrounded the scene, keenly awaiting the rules of the showdown to be announced.
However… in the blindspot of everybody's eyes, one of the frozen beef packages stirred… its eye opening widely, and started to alert something...
"You see that ledge?" the brown-cloaked leader explained. "We'll slide our products toward it. If it falls, you lose. I'll start."
The brown-cloaked figure strode to the designated line as he took a glorious stance. He sheds his cloak to avoid hindrance, revealing a stunning white-haired figure, reminiscent of characters from reincarnation animes, gorgeous.
His leg graced the floor as his hand that is holding the beef arches over his head, and before anyone realized… "WHAM!", His graceful stance launched the beef across the floor, approaching the precipice but stopping just short, only an inch from falling over—an almost unbeatable result.
Applause erupted from the cloaked group. "That's the commander for you! Always does it with style!" The masked man gazed in disbelief, he considers running away while he can, but damn he wants that ground beef, he doesn't even care about surviving the grocery store universe filled with food monsters, he just wants a good dinner
And so without a second or even a first thought, he very ungracefully positioned himself, kissed the spaghetti, and slashes it through the air.
The spaghetti sailed, it seems to be on course to winning! He can almost hear the strike sound effect! His dinner was as good as his.
The white haired guy clutches his fists from pure tension as the rest sweats profusely, the spaghetti approaches the ledge, slowing down, looking like it would stop perfectly.
"Hah, it looks like I win-"
Bump! The spaghetti pushes the premium top quality beef off the ledge…
"NOOOOOOO!" Everybody shouts, however their unending shock was interrupted by a massive–
CRASH!
A dinosaur five times the height of an average person and twice as nasty looking emerges from the same ledge. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! PLAYING WITH PRECIOUS MEAT LIKE THAT!", everybody collapses onto the ground from sheer fear.
The beasts jaw was smaller than its mighty mandible, its crimson hue was accentuated by asparagus-like tendrils sprouting from its back, resembling wild hair branches. a fearsome sight.
The only one left standing, unfazed by the hungry monster is the white hair guy, staring the beast down with a menacing look
"We have to run!" and "That is the god of the meat isle!" was shouted in the crowd of cloaked men.
The beast continued "I certainly wouldn't play with mines!" As it lunged forward, the shattered tiles flying in the space, the pink misty clouds surrounded the area, a proper boss fight in the making.
The battle commenced. Outset frenzy