Armageddon

"Getting some Strange is really hard," thought the Armageddon as he ran processes. He was trying to find any technique that might work to capture the creature. Finally, he started giggling. GET HACKED! He reconfigured the system alert options for his "Ancient Dungeon."

The Strange was just finishing its latest shit when a system notification popped up:

SYSTEM NOTIFICATION

THE ANCIENT DUNGEON ARMAGEDDON IS OFFERING YOU A CONTRACT

Description

Requirements

Reward

The dungeon offers to build you a home and provide free food in exchange for your services

Enter the dungeon's entrance and come upon request

Free meat, cool toys, litter box

The little creature's eyes lit up. It was an intelligent creature, but food came first! It mashed the "Accept" option. Another alert popped up with minimap and a marked location for the beast to teleport to. Moments later, the Strange enjoyed copious amounts of food and a clean litterbox and had the opportunity to joy ride in one of the extremely expensive starfighters.

Brian

I walked with Brea back to the wagon she was staying in. "So you're an apprentice herbalist?" I asked. "Yes, I have been practicing for the past few years! You can do all sorts of amazing things with flowers if you treat them right. For example, I can now create health potions, manna potions, and light manna shield potions." "That's super amazing," I replied. "Manna shields, you say? I would be most interested in finding out about that!" Brea smiled and punched my arm. "Aren't you interested in a little more than that?" I lightly traced her arm with my finger, "I'm interested to see what you got to show me! I am old enough, you know!"

Brea giggled and opened the door to her wagon. "Well, I have that super amazing flower to show you. Come on in!" We had just shut the door to Brea's wagon when the caravan started up again—the wagons rolling down the bumpy road.

Inside was amazing. Herbs, flowers, and other strange plants covered the whole interior. Brea didn't seem interested in those, though. She led me straight to the back and went behind a curtain. A few minutes later, she said, "Okay, I'm ready now. Come in and see what I got to show you!".

Brea showed me the rose. She explained that it was a very sensitive flower. For example, when touched lightly in the correct spots, it would shiver violently and produce a warm liquid. She explained that it did tend to get out of control, and its high sensitivity resulted in us having to tie it down to keep it from shivering all over the place as the bumps from the wheels sent vibrations all through the wagon.

Several hours later, the wagons rolled to a stop. Brea was exhausted from the herbalism lesson, and I took my leave after promising to come back for another study later. I walked up to the front to see what was going on.

I whistled as I walked. That was a super fantastic lesson. I uploaded the videos to the Armageddon so we could talk about different herbalism techniques and find ways to improve the overall potency of the result. Maintaining a good relationship with Brea was vital now that she had shown me her unique flower.

When I finally arrived at the front of the procession, loud noise assaulted my ears. "Well, I told you we have the correct papers!" The guard captain was arguing with a man dressed in shining armor and surrounded by several more pompous-looking soldiers.

"Excuse me!" I tapped on the pompous man's arm. "What do you want, boy" he snarled. "Well, sir. "THE NAME IS LORD," he yelled. "Um, sorry, I just wanted to show you this Rox meat. We were going to trade it! Here let me get you some!

"Rox, you say?" The man looked greedy. 'How much you got?" I smiled at him. "Well, sir, we have a wagon load, but I am offering you this small piece to chew on! Isn't it yummy?"

The pompous man yelled, "MEN, they got no papers and Rox meat! Let's kill em and take it all!" The soldiers drew their rune cannons, and our guards raised their hands. I toggled my HUD. Shit, we were too close for satellites; I switched to the log. Yes, the Armageddon had indeed caught that little beast. "Yo, Armageddon! I was overconfident. Want to lend me a hand? Tell that little Strange that there is Rox meat here!"

The pompous solder raised his rune sword and said, "FIR.." The air froze as the Strange appeared. It walked up to the "Lord" and scampered up his clothes until he sat on his shoulder. The man's eyes moved slowly towards the Strange as if they could resist the spell's effect. Suddenly, the man's eyes turned white and copious amounts of manna began pouring off him.

The Strange still seemed oblivious and stuck its tongue in the "Lords" mouth, searching for the piece of Rox meat. The man's head finally broke free from the spell, and he spat. "I am a DEMON LORD" Bow before me!

The Strange went flying as if launched by a catapult and smacked into a tree before sliding down into a heap. We were in deep shit, indeed!

The Demon lord said, "Wait, lower your weapons. I want to do some raping here first. All these little peasants should suffer before they die." The pressure he exerted seemed all-powerful. The guy seemed to be draining energy from everything around him while the force of his power held us in place. I pulled up my HUD and saw my spirit stat go from 1 to 0.01.

The Demon lord grinned. "Yeah, that's right. A loss of your spirit stat. How does it feel to be powerless? Oh, is that the energy of "her" I feel? His eyes searched towards the back of the wagons where Brea and the other women were. "I am going to take them all! He began unbelting his pants as his power reached their wagon. "I will take their soul and body," he grinned.

I was still stuck in place, unable to break free of the demon lord's soul spell. The situation looked pretty hopeless. I could launch a laser or kinetic strike, but that would just kill everyone but me anyway.

My eyes drifted over to the Strange. Wait! It was gone! I messaged Armageddon, "We are in a bad spot here. Can you help me? This Demon lord guy is about to rape the girls and my girlfriend. "

"Sorry," The Armageddon replied. "My weapons would kill them all and probably blow up the planet." However, I have sent a quest to the Strange! The antimatter bolts on the starfighters are too big for planeside use, but the armor is super strong. I'm flying it by remote control over there."

The Demon Lord was halfway through his 5'th step when a sonic boom sounded overhead. The little shitter was plastered against the cockpit window with a massive grin on his face! The starfighter circled and began another pass. This time the Strange waggled his fingers…