I had awoken to a mighty crash that night. I found myself limply hanging over a chair in my underpants, with a hole in my wall. An octopus had ransacked my house in the middle of the night and stole my most precious belonging.
And so, I embarked on an epic quest to regain what was stolen using only a sword. I travelled across 11 islands, defeating all who stood between me and the prize I sought after. In only five days, I had found the final barrier.
A giant kraken stood before me, seemingly unabated by there being no water. Sword in hand, I lunged towards the beast. All it took was one swing and the battle was finished.
I stood over the lifeless, slimy remains, momentarily celebrating my victory in silence, before entering the final gate. There, in a chest, was my most precious belonging.
My snake.
