His fingers were sore from being on the arrow keys for so long. Up, right, down, left. Four keys dictated whether the heart on the screen dodged correctly or not. A small margin of error.
"Ah, this boss is taking so long for me to beat, so I think I will leave this episode here for now. Thanks for watching guys, and until next time. Take care." He had an Austrian accent, smooth on the vowels.
He flicked off the computer and sighed. He had spent so long trying to beat that enemy that the sun had set and it was dark outside. So dark. He didn't have the energy to edit or be on the internet at the moment, so he decided to go to bed.
I see a lack of Merg fiction, so what am I to do but create some?