Diary of a slain Snot | Page 666
After the 132nd slap of the day, I dug another room in the Dungeon for the Absolute Evil, as usual. ⛏️
And there it was: Absolute Darkness. I stepped inside my new well-crafted room, expecting another slap from the unknown 4th dimension. But all I saw was death: A yellow grin smiling evilly at me, a piercing light devouring my very soul. A shrieked “GOBBLE” sending a shiver down my crooked spine. \\(˚☐˚”)/
I screamed and ran as if I had just gotten slapped. And when I turned around, I saw them: GOBBLERS. But with Pumpkin Heads! 🐓🎃
Has the Loving Evil forsaken me? Will Gobblers replace us all? (' o ' )
I don’t know how I’m writing this diary, as I can’t read nor write – but I hope someone finds this. I hide behind Thalya’s throne, and send a wish upon the non-existent stars in this Dungeon. Thalya will surely stop her spa-day to come and help me and *gobble* - what is tha-
We hope your Halloween will be less chaotic but just as evil as Dungeons 4! 😈
What have you planned for tonight? 🎃
