Deathly silence followed the proclamation while i gathered my thoughts as the eldritch horror leans over me 'hafnwjqgwmakdgs wait gather yourself Jordan, it gave you a choice that means its a less violent, spooky demonic
boogieman. And this thing said something about "another chance" which probably means that I died…
So that's an issue I am not ready to deal with in front of this behemoth. But it seemed to imply that i can reincarnate in some way and its hungry eager eyes await an answer from me in this dreary room' and with all my might and strength
I managed to pull out an "I do" from my mouth as my soul trembles from dread.
It takes out its rotten hand filled with puss and puts it on my shoulder. Its smell burning my nostrils as it enters, leaving behind a memory I would very much like to forget. With its other hand, charred jet black hand, with dark red fleshy streaks peaking throughout the char. It points at the colossal wheel and it starts to spin.
The shrieking wail of the wheel blew out my eardrums to the core. It was so all encompassing like standing in the middle of a stampede of elephants. The rhythm of the screeches blanking every thought that comes to my mind as I just begin screaming from the force projected into my cranium.
And then it all just stops…
Silence like the sea at night envelopes the room once again. I open my eyes to the tip of the large obelisk pointing at the symbol of a cartoon pirate skull with a long nose and slingshot in the background.
With all the bravery in my heart I manage to ask the large overlord about my confusion " What does this mean?".
With the tone of what I assume to be the grim reaper entering my ears again I brace myself for the answer " A NeW StArt" it crypticly said. After which the abyss-like area around me began to light up with tiny turquoise particles emerging from the ground.
"GooD LuCk" the Horror sent me off and before I could answer it hit me. My brain went through a migraine as I started remembering things I know for a fact I haven't seen.
I remember a strange gecko archipelago, a village named syrup in a sea called east blue. I remember stories of a gigantic red line cutting the world in half , so tall that even Mount Everest wouldn't reach half its length. An ocean called the grand line which is where my dad went to be a pirate…..
WAIT A MINUTE my dad is the town mayor and avkxsksmdhidkmsjxidjndmxo
Brand new memories start searing into my brain trying to rewrite everything I knew before. But I wouldn't give up my identity so easily I had to fight it off! With whatever strength I managed to draw, I clumped up my memories together forming a bond that resisted the onslaught of memories pouring into my brain.