The world turns blurry through my tears and the foul stench hits me a second time.

  With a thunderous crash, the world tumbles around me as I bounce along the ground smearing the floor with my pain and agony

  Still covered in rainbow goop but with exponentially more pain as it moderately seasons my fresh wounds, I stagger upwards and mildly curse existence and/or god.

  (Skreeeeeee)

  The sound of flapping wings and Pterodactyl screeching drones closer

  Oh, come on can’t you just give me a littl-

  A massive claw violently grasps my skull and hoists me upwards, taking me to the air. The force of its grip causing my head to make creaking sounds

  Wow! Thanks for the timely advice identify!

  Yeah? How am I not dead yet!

  Wait what? OW OW

  The wyvern slaps me around with its scaly wings for causing a ruckus so I quiet down (begrudgingly)

  Hmph if we weren’t so high up I would’ve killed you in a heartbeat!

  The flying chicken lizard loosens its grip with some tremors. What, are you scared now?! You better be afraid of m-

  oh

  In the distance ahead of us is an amorphous writhing mass of glistening silver

  looking closer finds that it’s not just one entity but innumerable individuals forming an ever-shifting cloud of death

  Big words mean it’s a big threat, and this threat seems to have locked onto us.

  My flying comrade flies the other way in a panic while I hold onto its leg for dear life

  Don't drop me!

  We desperately flap our wings (and arms) in sync and I just remembered I can use magic

  I cast levitate on myself to lighten the load and haste on the scalie to skedaddle! I don't know how magic works but suck! I choose you! Use your plot magic to fix everything, Protagonist Aura!

  My poultry pal not expecting such a sudden boost flips over and I'm met with the looming shadow of this behemoth. How did it get here so fast!

  The shadow of silver death hovers encircling around us in silence, gradually sealing off all escape routes

  Thousands of glossy eyes awaiting the perfect moment to strike. Their streamlined bodies cutting through the air, scales shimmering a kaleidoscope of silver, greens and blues

  The amount of light being reflected is like looking directly into the sun! Aaah

  In that moment of carelessness a creature darts out of the swarm reaching me in the blink of an eye

  Scrambling I duck and cling to the body of the (still upside down) wyvern dodging the creature by a hair's breadth before being smacked on the back by its long crescent-shaped tail

  A meaty *thwack* rings in my ears as the shock runs up and down my body

  The lizard lad whirls its wings sending off gusts of wind and air blades in every direction

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  “OiOi wait!’’ I scream while getting dragged into a tornado and tumble dried

  Shards of debris cut into my skin when all sense of direction become meaningless. Blood dancing all around me as a piece of meat smacks my face tossing me out of the whirlwind.

  Ugh, talk about a wake-up call. ‘’OI IDENTIFY WHAT THE FLUFF ARE THESE THINGS”

  I stare in horror as packs of them dart in and out taking chunks out of green chicken bro

  The violent thrashing and screeches only seem to excite them

  Oi that last part wasn’t needed! But really? Is that name all you got?

  BEHIN-*CRACK*

  The wind gets knocked out of me. Warning bells sound out in my head as feline instincts metaphorically kicks my sunshine

  My back hurts, my arms hurt, my body hurts, but most of all, my pride as a cat hurts. Getting schooled by a bunch of fish! by mere T U N A that are lower level than me! But crying about it isn't the su way!

  I flip over multiple times and slam into a fish. Digging my claws into its flesh I straddle its back like a cowboy, catboy, cowcat? I steer the fish like an experienced boyboy and a YEEHAWW slips out of my mouth. hahaHA this is more like it!

  I grab the fish by its gills and rip off its head, storing its body in my item box as I float in place. My short-lived brother in arms-turned bait now only remains as scattered bones making me the new centre of attention.

  Carp. Carp what do I do now! If I do nothing I’ll be dancing to their tune-ah!

  Flopping down I narrowly escape the pointed blade of a swordfish and notice some rustling down below

  Oh right! Ground!

  I flap my arms towards the ground, frog kicking in the air. cmon, swim!

  Oh, right I never learned how to…

  The ground gets closer and I notice an unnatural stillness.

  Those bass-turd fish seem to be letting me off the hook for now

  The air itself starts to vibrate, a crushing pressure envelops all of us. Even I could tell the mana in the surroundings visibly thickening

  Oh, come on! What is it this time!

  A solid black shadow appears on the horizon, clouds wrapping around most its form as fog quickly envelops my field of view.

  all the fish are stunned. Frozen in place like a mouse in front of a lion it seems they all resigned their fate.

  Is this bad? Am I royally skewered

  As it gets closer my sense of weightless balance gets thrown off, like I’m getting drawn towards it from the sheer size of it.

  The creature opens its enormous mouth and creates a massive vortex. The ground below me lifts up into the air as my back gets drenched in cold sweat. The land, sky and air seem to stretch inwards towards the gaping void as if nothing else mattered.

  What?!? How does this world still function??

  I use suck behind me to counter its force but still get dragged along anyway.

  Alright, I just need more stacks! Suck! Suck!

  Just as I feel the attraction lessening slightly, the ground crumbles and a stray tree clotheslines me from my blindside and everything turns black

  hmm?