THE LAIR OF THE MINOTAUR


UNFORTUNATELY, A MINOTAUR IS HERE

You emerge in a crumbling necropolis, someone close to you dies
or is seriously injured due to an unknown cause,
Loki is here, floating in the sky, grasping a glass of red wine in one hand,
the other hand is stretched out in a sort of divine manner you might expect of a deva.
He is sitting upon a throne...

He sits on that throne,
Looking down over the populace,
In Judgment, and condemnation.
Overseeing the fires of the inferno as they burn the damned
they all turned out to be.

You can see his enforcers hiding behind pillars,
You can hear them talking in the distance,
Some of them shine like a light, others appear human,
Still others come as demons or other creatures,
surely they can shift their shape a lot.
And KEY among them, and the reason you're currently afraid,
Is the MINOTAUR.
"What doth walk in my garden, slinking in by the side tonight?"
Loki asks you. "Like flower petals that fell to the floor last season,
they are rotted now, brown, crumbling, and then gone.
We gather up the burned leaves and heave them into gehenna."

You scream up: "NO YOU SHOULD SPARE HUMANITY!!!"

"Gather me up my birds in cages so you can tell me not to eat them.
Never but once has anyone lived who was you and no one else other.
Don't waste your day looking for a peaceful rest that never ends, no we awake.
To die fighting is better than not to die at all. What a fine day, these demons...."

A) WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!

I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS, I'M GONNA FIGHT THIS THING

B) Say no

Reason with Loki

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