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Today he decided, to say ******** you to the death hunter course. It had killed him far too quickly and frankly, he hated being killed. Enough was enough, and he was going to have a little change of pace now. No death for him. Nope. He going to do something that Cass might have cajoled him to try. The Mist hunter course. Of course, it too had a rather annoying pun name. Miss taken tower. Well pardon him tower, he might be mistaken to think that you would be intimidating. He’d beaten the s**t out of the Sun and Moon course. Death might have uh- well. It might have raped him so hard he saw stars but ******** that noise. He was here and he was going to beat this ******** tower. And when he was done he was going to go brag to Cass and then cuddle up while watching Night of the Living Dead. The really old black and white one. With shitty everything that it’s terrible quality was more terrifying than the movie itself.

Movie night cuddles in his mind. Moon hunter Marcus, builder of walls, runner of the sun, was confident that he could beat this place. It would be a cake walk. Giving an enthusiastic thumbs up to those manning the golems, he grinned as he woke inside. Ha, kill some shadowlings? Easy. The first wave of two came at him and he began to make progress almost immediately. One by one they fell until none remained on the field. Stabbing Dis on the ground, (and getting a loud ‘OW’ from the sword), he called out to the techs enthusiastically tell them to ‘bring it on’.

Feeling a bit cocky are we?
Nothing wrong with that is there?
You’ll get distracted. It’ll go to your head and then you’ll ******** up and get yourself killed.
So wait, first you say to be confident, now you’re saying-
I’m saying to tone it down hotcakes. You’re sexy and I know it, but you are no so sexy as to be immune from death. Trust me. All I have to do is see you and how you act around Cass and it’s easy enough to tell that you would die of lu-
Oh hey I think the next wave is coming!

The second wave was a repeat of the first, shadowlings falling here and there, Dis grumbling about how it was all going to Marcus’s head and to for jack’s sake look out behind him and stop exposing his left side. It wasn’t bad at all, and quickly he was about to move up to the next series of tests. One section down, four to go. Cass would definitely give him cuddles at this rate maybe even
A lay?
No, a kiss.
Sooooo modest Marcus. So modest.
Sarcasm is unbecoming of you Dis.
Pride before the fall as I once heard.

Okay. Half dead, still alive. Not so bad right? He had to pick an actual non-pain or death tile this time. For love of god let him be lucky. Stepping onto the next tile… it was over. A flash of pair, and then he was back in the pod, awake.

Such bullshit.