Prologue
Well... I guess the best way to start this story is at the beginning. I would start by introducing myself, but I am not important to this story. I am merely the narrator, the one who saw all this. Who knows what my true name is? All you need to know is I saw this happen. With that knowledge, know this is all true.
This story is about a young man named Ryan Terry. An amazing boy, with gorgeous brown hair, sparkling blue eyes, and the voice that many girls compared to that of an angel. He was a well known and very successful YouTube gamer.
This story also talks about two other boys, one named Felix Kjellberg, and another named Kenneth Morrison. Both of them were also very successful gamers, and they were Ryan's best friends.
During their many adventures, Ryan had gained even more friends. Mayo, the younger brother of Mr. Chair, was the best of all these friends. Ryan had saved the young boy's life and become poor Mayo's first friend. The adventure tied to this one is a sad and epic one, but it is not this story.
He also had made many enemies. The warrior known as Stephano was one of these, hating Ryan with a bitter jealousy for stealing away the friendship and love of Felix. Now, it was not his fault exactly, but the warrior did not care. Whenever Ryan needed help, Stephano was the most reluctant to give it.
Now, some of you readers may have realized who I am talking about, and you are about to think: "Here we go, another crappy fanfic. These crazy PewDieCry fangirls will stop nowhere, will they?" To this I repeat once more: This is all true. This really all happened. Have you not noticed how much more time Felix has spent playing games with Ken recently? How our dear Cryaotic has become all but forgotten by the swede?
Read on, my friends. Inside you will learn of buried secrets, dark histories, and perhaps... yes... perhaps you will even learn of the origin of the Barrel King himself...