Ricebowl 70

  You had been stranded on the ruined planet of sera for months now, roughly three or so months if the Tally marks being etched out into the walls of your abode was any indication, the desert air drying your tongue as you took another swig of water, resting against the walls in the process as you thought about those months. The first month was hard, since you were not only stranded on a nightmarish desert planet but you had also been placed with the beings that had ruined the planets to start with known as the locust horde, a race of murderous and monsterous beings that had overran and destroyed the place. However the planet was even noticeable barren by most standard, the locusts barely becoming known to you as you scavenge for food but you did eventually come across three members of the horde, the three of the beings being known as wretches and they were surprisingly none hostile to them since you had given then food. After that you had proceeded to get to know them all way more inti

  You don’t know how long you have stayed inside of the darker dimension of flesh, your body never tiring and never stopping so you could have been here for mere minutes or many, many hours as you would feel the hot, humid air brushing against your skin, moving with your sweat all the while. You were walking through one of the many hives that littered the landscape, the mixture of orgasmic screaming, the slapping of flesh against flesh and the sound of the landscape itself pulsing and shifting echoing out across the area, the furious amounts of sex almost steaming up the air as you would reach the entrance of the hive. You would ready to walk out into the central area connecting all of the hives together, thinking about the times you had within the hive, especially given you had fucked most of the people within the hive at this point and decided to take a deep breath and exited the building, gazing upon the area that surrounded you. The sky was fogged up with thick and plentiful clouds

  The sounds of sirens would blair above you as you would try and desperately barricade the door to your laboratory, the sounds of glass shattering echoing out as you shoved a table underneath the doorknob, making sure that it was jammed before you grabbed ahold of a gun nearby and pointed it at the doorway. Only a few hours ago it had been a normal if boring day of work, your job being to synthesize some dna for the Metroid experiments before a ship managed to dock itself into the bay which wasn’t unusual accept for the fact that ship had lost connection to the base a few days ago and seemed to be somewhat damaged. Things would get even stranger when any attempt to gain communication with the inside of the ship failed so the ship’s security locked all the doors to the bay and then managed to get through the door of the ship, moving inside only to be greeted by something that you had yet to see. The sounds of gunfire and screaming could supposedly be heard from inside before something

  You would walk silently around the fallen apart land that you had been birthed into not so long ago, being placed down entirely naked and alone baring from the sounds of screaming and growling that came from all around you, the beasts having no names no values, simple wandering the rotting world you had been birthed into. You could smell it in the air, the warm and putrid scent of rotting flesh steamed up the air, the taste of stale blood being clear in your mouth as you walked through the abyss, the entire area surrounding you pulsing somewhat as you would wander around, trying to find something that would be able to save you. The area that surrounded you was a mixture of bones that had been expertly crafted to make the bases of huge structures by those who came before and the flesh that was draped over them, the flesh being a mixture of pale yellows and light purple and oozing with the putrid smell that was everywhere.  As you snuck around the area you heard the mixture of the fles

  You would walk through the echoing halls of the dungeon silently, hearing the sounds of the gravel being crushed underneath your metal boots whilst the orange fires that lit up the dank hallways, your hands wrapped around your blade as you thought back over what had occurred what had happened since you entered the dungeon. You had been traveling deeper and deeper inside it, moving past the winding hallways and empty rooms, encountering beast after beast of which you slayed with relative ease, the stent of their blood staying on your armor and sword even long after the blood has washed off it. You weren't sure how deep you were now but it had been a long, long while since you had seen anything, human or not, within the walls of the dungeon, your paranoia pushing into the back of your brain and making it so you would see things out the corners of your eye, shifting and writhing around like worms in dirt. You would glance up to see a darkness from down the half, the place seeming to