Monsters Monologue

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ENDLESS!! This world is endless! There is nothing in this world except monsters. No land, no oceans, no mountains, no sun, no moon, no day, no night. Nothing but an endless amount of monsters roaming around killing and fighting each other endlessly. Then, among these bunch of ruthless monsters, there is me. I am not like the others where they don't desire for anything besides killing and eating each other up. What is the reason they keep killing each other? I don't know. Do these monsters even have brains? I don't know. What is the reason for their existence? I don't know. Then why am I here? I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!! I have spent countless of aeons in this wretched place. Most of my time are spent killing these monsters, …show more content…

BUT you must have Perseverance and Intelligence! "Stupidity is often the cause of fallen Kingdoms. And without perseverance, you have failed to become the best of what you can be. "GO! Kill all these monsters and obtain what you want. When you have finished killing these monsters, a gate will appear. Once you enter it, you will be transferred to the other world. "Oh ya, I forgot to tell you; every year there will be an increase of 0.1% of the remaining monsters. Which means, if you do not kill any monster there will be an increase of 100 million monsters every single year. "Similarly, these monsters will not kill you but they will torture you more intensively. However, after every 100,000 years, if you do not eliminate at least 1 billion monsters, the monsters will be able to take your life for a time period of 1 single day. "A single day might not sound like a long period of time, but trust me, you do not want to experience that ONE single day. "Goodluck! I hope you become King one day. And hopefully, you do not disappoint me like the …show more content…

Everything went back to normal. I can still see millions of millions of monsters. Some are huge, some are small, some flew up high, some crawl down under, some are ugly and scary, some looked docile but I know, they are all dangerous. After that old man left, I started killing those monsters as much as I could. I used their bones as weapons, their skins as armour, their flesh as food. I didn't need these things before. But when I realised I have desires, especially after seeing that beautiful world, that desire bloomed deep within my heart and soul. I started to crave for food, I felt hunger. I started to feel cold and defenceless, so I clothed myself with the skin of the monsters. I started to feel my punches weren't strong enough, I equipped myself with weapons made from their bones. But every single day, while I am fighting, I will ponder upon the words of the Old Man. And my desire to enter that beautiful world increase daily. It was pretty much the same as before, the only difference is that now it feels as though the monsters weren't unlimited. Before, it felt as though no matter how much monsters I killed it always seem as though they respawned immediately somewhere else in this wretched