Bonifacius found himself no long-running through his childhood home, now he was in a massive hotel-looking building.

On one side massive glass windows with the view of what looked like a city in flames, the middle of an apocalypse.

Around each corner of what looked like zombies, the genric corpse kind.

"StOoOoOp RuNnnInG! WhY aRe YoU RuNnInG!?!" demanded the massive humanoid behind him.

Bonifacius ran into a small bathroom, he shut the door behind him.

"What is that foul creature!?" Bonifacius exclaimed.

"STAY BACK, DEMON!" he called out.

With a single oversized foot, it kicked the door down and went into the room.

"GoT yOu!" it exclaimed before suddenly looking to the side, a group of the zombies was no biting down on its side.

"OwWwW!" he exclaimed jumping back and pressing its back against a wall and crushing a shower while it was at it.

In a sudden burst of adrenaline, Bonifacius jumped to the door, but not to escape the monster.

"Fear not!" Bonifacius exclaimed jumping in front of the oversized monster and keeping the zombies at bay.

"WhAt aRe yOu DoInG?!" demanded the demon.

"Illusion or not, I remain the top tank of the game! Tis my role to protect others!" he exclaimed punching through a zombie's head.

The oversized monster didn't say anything.

"Fear not! We may conclude our business later, but there is no reason for us to die to the undead! The victor of our fight should survive!" Bonifacius exclaimed.

"...RiGhT..."

The monster stood up and from behind grabbed a zombie closing in on Bonifacius' flank, with his giant fists he popped it like a balloon.

"We need to make it to the roof, that is where we shall be safe!" exclaimed Bonifacius as he began to move.

"AlRiGht!"

The two of them moved through the hordes of zombies, strike after strike Bonifacius cleared the way forward as the giant monster kept the monsters behind at bay to the best of his ability.

"THIS WAY!" Bonifacius exclaimed, as the entered the lobby-like room they noticed it, a flood of zombies, literal waves of corpses filling the room, on the other side of the room sat a sign "Roof".

A broken cat-walk lead to the door leading to the roof.

"We must fight our way through the waves of undead!" Bonifacius called out.

"I Shall tank the front, thou the back!" Bonifacius instructed lifting his fists to fight the thousands of undead.

"ThErE aRe ToO mAnY!" exclaimed the monster.

"Do not say such a thing! Thou are my greatest fear, have some faith in thyself!" Bonifacius said patting the hunched monster on the back.

"...Do YoU rEaLlY ThInK sO?" asked the monster.

"I know it!" Bonifacius replied.

From both sides ran a flood of zombies, the monster grabbed Bonifacius in one over-sized hand.

Bonifacius' eyes widened, he assumed the monster was going to kill him.

"Hold on, will thou be able to escape thyself?" asked Bonifacius.

Even in such a moment, Bonifacius was more afraid for the one to be his killer than himself, who knew if the monster would respawn, Bonifacius didn't know about soul magic, so he had no idea to suspect he would really die.

The monster didn't reply as it planted a foot in the lake of zombies before him.

Its legs quickly being bitten and slowly devoured.

Then it placed another, slowly making its way towards the remaining piece of the catwalk.

"Wait! We can defeat them together!" Bonifacius replied trying to wriggle his way out of the monster's grasp.

"QuIeT yOu... aReNt YoU tOo OlD tO BeLiEvE iN mOnStErS lIkE Me?" he asked bringing Bonifacius to the other side of the catwalk, placing him down as he buckled under the lack of support below him, his legs eaten to the bone.

The monster began its fall towards the flood of undead before being grabbed by the finger.

Bonifacius, a single human was holding up a monster many times its size by its finger, he was still partially submerged in the zombie wave, the walls of the building coated in blood and gore, like the walls of a giant meat grinder.

"LeT gO, IdIoT!"

"NEVER! THOU HAVE ASSURED ME ESCAPE! I SHAN'T ABANDON THEE!" Bonifacius cried pulling the monster up, he clenched every muscle he had, his face turned red and he began to sweat as he pulled the giant monster up, centimetre by centimetre.

As he did the zombies below began to climb the monsters giant frame, the metal catwalk began to creak and deform under the weight, something Bonifacius didn't even notice.

Seeing this the oversized monster lifted its second hand and placed it on a nearby wall, burying his finger in it.

"AlRiGhT tHeN! lEt'S mAkE iT oUt ToGeThEr, alright, Bony?" asked the demon.

Bonifacius smile.

"Yeah!" he exclaimed

Bonifacius continued pulling the monster up.

"I gUeSs I sHoUlD aPoLoGiSe fOr aLl tHe sCaReS..."

"Nonsense! Thou simply did thy job!" Bonifacius called out.

"ThErE'lL bE aN AlLy WaItInG fOr YoU oN ThE RoOf..." he added.

"Great! Think of the crazy tale we get to tell them!" Bonifacius laughed as he pulled up almost the entire hand only to be met with the force of a train hitting him when he lifted the monster's hand enough for him to flick Bonifacius across the room, through the roof doors and towards the ladder leading up.

"LaTeR, BoNy!" the monster called out as it snapped the catwalk off and fell, back-first onto the massive horde of zombies.

"Monster, no!" Bonifacius got up and ran towards the door he just flew through only to see that it was too late, like a pack of ants, the zombies devoured his greatest fear.

He had to hold back tears as he remembered their journey, Bonifacius liked nothing more than making an ally, and he dreaded nothing more than losing one.

Reluctantly, after considering a one-man rescue mission, Bonifacius decided to climb up the ladder.

Slowly he made his way up the red metal ladder and onto the surface where he was surprised to find himself on top of a cloudly peak, he never even realised when, but he was sitting on top of some massive spotlight.

"What happened?" he thought looking around and seeing a dimly lit forest below.

"Hey, Bonifacius, what the hell are you doing in our illusion?!" demanded Bromy attached to the monster, climbing it using his dagger and scalpel as ice-picks, on his back hung the vampire.