THE YEAR IS 20XX, THE REIGN OF MAN HAS JUST BEGUN: MADMAN, a creature born from the ever-burning hatred within the bowls of humanity, you crawled from the depths of the deepest pit just to stare back into it with disdain. You beat every single last doom dragon to death with your bare hands because you could, and because they made you angry. Your very existence defies the greatest of gods, and you only feel disgust and anger about this. You are mad, and you are MADMAN. So begins your quest.
You begin in your homestead dubbed "THE HALL OF THE WRONG ANGLE", drinking your alcoholic drink and enjoying a nice and angry time by the fire. You are MADMAN, and you're currently mad. To your left, or right, or any other angle which you can't discern is a book titled "How to be angry", and you're mad at that book right now. There's a fire that's pissing you off lit in a fireplace. There is a shelf to your frontways to the side that contains all your clothing that you really hate. Mounted on the wall is your trusty kill sword, that you've angrily dubbed "forgetslayer". forget! There's a crack on the wall! You remember that you absolutely hate the number eight.
One out of the next eight posts will be chosen be an eight-sided dice roll
