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In a game everyone told him was hopeless, he really should have expected something like this. John would later think to himself.
Of course up until that point, things had been going perfectly. He had entered the game before he could be crushed by a meteor (which he may or may not have caused), he had resurrected his dead grandmother (though she was now part clown), and he had created a sweet rocket pack to advance the game, although he did have to put up with an annoying troll in order to do so.
Ok, so maybe things hadn't been going "perfectly" but they could have been a LOT worse. And at least the troll was helping him now. He would have never thought to skip ahead to the last gate on his own!
"Could you imagine how long it would take to get to this gate if you hadn't skipped all the pointless in-between levels," he suddenly thought, "it would take forever!"
John stopped ascending for a moment. That did not sound like one of his thoughts!
The sudden and unexpected voice in his head came to him again.
"Keep ascending" it said.
John shrugged and did as the voice told him to do. After all it was good advice, after all he'd never get anywhere if he didn't move.
John continued passing by each of the gates without going through them. He ascended higher and higher until he finally reached the farthest gate, and he stopped right outside it.
John paused and considered his options. "It isn't too late" he thought to himself, "I could still go back and go through each gate as the game intended."
In another reality, he almost certainly had decided to go back, and perhaps the that John would have a different fate. But the John of this reality chose differently. John mustered up his courage and flew through the gate, fully prepared to kill the sleeping monster on the other side.
With one final blast of his rocket pack, John was through the last gate.
"I really should have expected something like this" John said quietly...
The Monster was awake.
The monster moved rapidly before John's eyes, and there was just enough time for one last thought before he was devoured by the monster, and everything went permanently and completely blank.
"YOU LOST THE GAME!"