Snek dodged a wave of flame that came from the King of the Forest quickly.

The King let out a painful shriek, magical power, unstable in form and function blasting out and washing over the entire cave. Snek felt the heat quickly increase, turning the once pleasant cave into an unpleasant sauna. If only the enticing smells weren't coated over the cave at all.

They distracted the snake more than the heat.

Snek opened his mouth and let out a splash of powerful poison straight at the King. The owl dodged with grace, soaring near the entrance before holding up both wings.

Snek was confused for all but a second before he realized what was about to happen. Snek quickly tried to find a way out before the attack came. But the owl let out a hurricane of flaming knives straight at Snek.

Snek was blinded for seven seconds, seven seconds of complete light.

Then the world filled with pain

Robert watched as the flaming beast called an 'owl' by Vocal let lose a wave of powerful flame.

Robert could feel the powerful magic released in a massive blast. Even if they weren't trying to sense it at all. The bird's beak turned into that of a sick grin.

Just as Robert questioned why they suddenly felt an explosion of something.

Robert felt their mind sink into darkness, followed by a stabbing sensation of something deep and awful.

Robert felt their core rumble, as the very pain caused their pond to become unstable in its magical energy.

A blinding light filled Robert's vision. And they blacked out.

Snek looked at the owl as it let out a roar of victory.

The attack had smashed through Snek's scale, burning itself deep into his muscles, scorching hot energy turning them to ash.

Snek had also felt his stomach rupture by the attack. It was a good thing his nerves had been burnt off there so Snek didn't have to feel the pain.

But it was also a bad thing. Since Snek couldn't move anything around or under his stomach. His best bet was to stand still and hope the King didn't try to take a bite.

Snek's hopes of getting out alive were dashed as the King slowly flew over and landed right next to him.

Its beak opened up wide and it tore a chunk of flesh, scale, and muscle out of Snek's stomach.

The owl munched on it for several seconds before taking another bite, and then another.

It seemed Snek was being eaten, but he didn't feel it. Thankfully. Snek was now resigned to his fate, he didn't know why. But it was probably the nerve damage.

Just as the owl opened its mouth to sample Snek's head.

A crunch resounded throughout the cave.

The King and Snek didn't know what the sound was or where it came from.

For several seconds that was.

Snek started to realize where it came the moment a large melted hand smashed straight into the King

Vocal stared dumbfounded as the massive beast that had once been previously Melken raised a fist in victory.

Robert had somehow channeled the dead while asleep. But that was insane, Robert didn't know the undead were a thing! So how did they manage to pull something like this off! While asleep! And filled with magic attuned to the effect of drunkenness.

The massively bloated elf ignored the mental outcry of the fairy bound to its creator and just continued to fight the intruder.

The massive crimson bird that had dared enter the Creator's home slowly got up. Its wing twisted into an unnatural angle, with a bone piercing through it and leaking blood.

The bird let out a squawk of rage before it swung its uninjured arm right at it.

A wave of flame and heat shot out and sliced into the belly of the raised elf.

Its stomach opened up, revealing guts and cooked gore. As it splashed outward and soaked the floor.

The bird let out a squawk of triumph before its eyes enlarged in terror.

It wasn't able to do anything else as the corpse of Melken smashed its fist straight into its face.

The blow shattered the beak of the bird. It back crashed into the cavern wall with a thunk.

The undead slowly walked forward to the gasping hawk. Its lifeblood leaving it, its eyes begging for mercy as it stared at the thing before it.

It got none, as the creature raised its fist and swung.

A flashing spear of light.

A sea of concrete suffocating them.

A sun that filled the land it touched with flesh and blood.

Hidden survivors.

New Gods.

The corpses of dead ones.

Humanities Grave.

A Flashing Grinning Smile.

Rats to pick the Bones of a tired Race.

Failure.

Snek watched as a bright light suddenly filled the room, an explosion of heat and power filled the cavern.

What remained of the many bodies turned to ash, covering Snek entirely.

Power filled the cavern. And then nothing.

Snek turned its eyes towards where the flash came from. Where the King and Flesh Pile had been. All that remained of the flesh pile was a shadow, etched into the cavern wall.

And all that remained of the king, was a weak bird. An annoyance, not a threat.

Where had once been a predator, now had been prey.

Where had once been beautiful red. Now was an ugly brown.

Where had once been the strength of the forest, now was the weakness of the land.

A weakness the Snek used. A weakness that Snek exploited.

Snek's mouth opened and closed in a single second. The King entered the cavern and never left.

Snek had killed the beast so quickly, that he never noticed his flesh knit back together. Or the flash of the sun with a bloody mouth made up of scared flesh showing a large smile.

All Snek noticed was the wave of power that surged into him.

Not a strength increase, but one that increased potential. A power sought after by many.

A power now in the hands of a small newly restored Snek in the middle of nowhere with an unconscious Dungeon, and a screaming silver goat thing.

Over the entire world. Every person of power and skill felt a teeny bit pissed