Your Chosen One Has Fallen From The Sky!
The Entity’s realm howled with a gust of wind so strong that even the trees danced within its glory. The whole sight was chaotic, a portal opening from the sky with a black and orange hue. It felt inexplicably deep, similar to the ocean. Even a scream could be heard from it, though not one of pain or fear but more like shock? It was not a random woman's voice, as it sounded more like a man’s voice.
In a sudden surge of light, Ashley J. Williams himself had fallen from the sky, yelling at the top of his lungs before taking a great fall, slamming right into the floor with a thud and a bounce that soon accompanied it. He checked his body and right hand frantically, a frustrated expression plastered onto his bloody face. His Boomstick? Gone. Chainsaw hand? Gone; now replaced with his old metal hand that was fashioned from medieval armor.
“Geez, a man can’t recite a little wordplay from this bad boy?” His voice broke the monotone noises of the forest, his metal hand slapping against the Necronomicon Ex-Mortis strapped to his waist. Speaking of, what the hell was this place. He looked down only to see letters with splattered blood and chainsaw stamps on them. “Great, a fan signing. What is this, an ask me page on a bulletin board from school or something?” Ash joked, only to come up with the greatest idea possible. Maybe these would help him find his way out of whatever the hell this place was. “Booyah, baby! Now, this is where the money is!” Sure, he wouldn’t be able to find his way out of here, but maybe he would get the answers soon.
Groovy.
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