Luka stalked the halls monstrocities falling by his blade, the quivering flesh of the weak ugly monsters cleaving like jello made of ugly. luka had long emptied his stomach of all food, each monster uglier then the last. jimothy sat on lukas shoulder, tiny loincloth painstakingly made by him when he took a break. jimothy didnt talk. but it made luka feel better anyway. and luka doesnt have to worry about lukas mom taking him from him. and luka likes dolls, "and mommy cant stop me uwuuu." luka screamed. suddenly aware he wasnt thinking it, but actually yelling out loud while the poor misersble creatures laughed at him.
luka shook, his body a quiver with raw emotion. he forced the tears down as he killed all the monsters who dared look at him. he tripped, slaghetti falling out of his loincloth as he screeched "reeeeeeeee" he tried pushing the spaghetti back in but ended up making a bigger mess. luka ran away with jimothy. the shame etched in every feature.
the next morming luka awoke. changed his loincloth and descended ever deeper in the dreaded halls. luka once again looked up at the words etched into every corner of every hallway. "hidden hills elementary school" luka sighed. who knew such monsters could survive in a place like this. he sighed again wishing he was in silent hill instead.
Luka opened a door to the gym slowly. in the center of the room there was a strange mass of flesh. it seemed to be eating a black mass of flesh and absorbing it.
Lukas eyes bulged, and he gasped in horror covering jimothys eyes. "WHAT IN THE NAME OF JOSIP TITO ARE YOU DOING" The monster screeched. uncoiling itself from the black monster as it wiped its mouth on its horrendous claws. "blow job make famous. foolish serbian, you will never escape without following me on twitter'" the black monster tried to move, its emeciated body trying to kill itself a drained blob. The monstrous mass of flesh rose up, its body revesling the body of a dreaded beast. "what in putins fuck are you" luka cried. bile rising in his throat once again. The monster turned, its claws moving a strand of hair behinds its head. "I am kim Kardashian. im famous and my favorite flavor of popsicle is DICK" Suddenly it swiped with its claws. cutting a line across lukas chiseled rock hard abs. luckily luka had remembered to oil up and the damage was minimalized. luka grinned. setting jimothy down. and handing him a tiny sword. Luka drew his blade, fully erect. throbbing for murder. "LUKA WILL RELEASE HIMSELF ON YOU FOUL BEAST" luka charged the massive flesh pile "ooooooooooaaaaaaahhhhhhh" he screamed thrusting deep into Kims throbbing quivering easily yielding flesh.
"yayayayayayaaaaaa" kim made a fucking weird noise. "little boy ive had longer. harder. and stronger men thrust inside me. your puny blade cant even arouse me anymore"
luka paused. impossible. immune to his massive sword? it must be some sort of mental attack. luka scowled...a mental attack is it. luka looked up at kim. "Luka sword massive. LUKA SWORD, STRONG LUKA SWORD SUPER POWWRFUL. LUKA WILL SHOW YOU WHO PUNY." Luka chopped hard, flaying the flesh from the disgusting wretch. he twirled his blade around. its throbbing hardness penetrating her once. twice. three times. with no signs of stopping soon. luka grunted as the thrusted. attempting to get deeper each time. "Luka,...SHOW...yooooouuuuu" he panted hard. crying out as he thrusted as hard as he could. the blades tip broke off inside, and luka felt an explosion building. "OH PUTIN FUCK YEAAAAH" Luka recognized thr energy, his lord and savior vladimir putin had once again lent him power. to defeat his enemy. the monster writhed and tried to move, but the black one held her down. dead eyes locked on her firmly. Luka gripped harder than he ever had before. the sword exploded, white powerful energy leaking out of kim as it filled her up. luka screamed, raw emotion causing him to tear up. "AAAAAAAAAAA" He screamed sword falling to pieces in his hands. luka closed his eyes, passing out from the strain as the world turned white...
luka woke up, his whole body ached, he slowly got to his feet. observing the damages he caused.
"nice" luka said as he saw the monster was dead. burnt, crumbling and looking like a deflated balloon. "luka admit, kim sucked luka dry" luka staggered over to jimothy, who luckily had been spared the aftermath of lukas sword exploding and filling the monster with pure putin power luka pretended to smoke a cigarette "luka need a smoke after that"
Luka gathered jimmothy and noticed jimmothy was sitting on a sword. "thanks jimmothy for bringing luka more weapons" luka strapped the weapon to his back and noticed a trapdoor he hadnt noticed. luka pried it open. and jumped down into the dank depths below. soon, luka would know what he was doing. soon luka would know where this would go.
meanwhile a man making a jingling noise giggled to himself stroking a white thing he held in his hands. "soon luka, soon we shall meet.
Luka fell down the ladder. "fuuuuuck" he yelled, voice failing as he dropped down the last step and landed on his ass. "stupid ladder, stupid door traps. stupid"
he wandered around where he fell, ornate masonry betrayed an ancient feel. no longer did he appear to be in some hellhole of horrors and flesh. but a large arena. in the center stood a creature not of the natural world. it stared at luka, as it stood in the light.
luka wouldve vomited if he had any left. the creature appeared as a man dressed like a woman. but his her...its features were smashed together. a manly woman, a monster of a man. as he watched its body shifted again. looking different by the moment. shifting flesh mesmerized luka "what...what in the holy church of putin are you" lukas voice quivered slightly not from fear, but from disgust.
the creature lifted a sword and charged luka. "BUCKLE UP BUCKAROOOO" It screeched. attacking luka with an almost humanlike stance. luka parried the strike the creatures manly physique causing luka to stagger slightly. "luka. thinks you a man" the beast lurched. form shifting into a large man in a wig "ITS...MA'AM" It bellowed, minotaur like strength slamming swords with luka. pushing luka back. they exchanged blows with each other, dodging parrying and blocking strikes. luka feinted and stabbed the changeling and it dropped into a pile of goo. "luka...kill strange beast?" luka cleaned his blade and backed away. the goo pile reformed into its normal form. "FOUL BEAST LUKA WILL END YOU" Luka engaged rage mode, and started to attack in a rapid frenzy of attacks, slicing and dicing the monster into a pile of goo. which promptly started reforming. luka wasnt worried "LUKA SMASH HARDER" HE SLICED. DICED, SLAPPED, CHOPPED. until the goo pile stopped moving. luka dropped to the floor. sweat staining his loincloth. "why...why was he...so strange" luka gathered himself up. jimmothy on his shoulder luka left the ooze puddle and left the room, through a staircase going down. in his hands a sword.
the man stared at the goo pile, mildly shocked. who knew he had such power he mused. the puddle formed a face, "p..please master, save me." a foot stomped down. firmly crushing the ooze pathetic fool...he was given such power, and he squandered it and even failed him. He laughed into the darkness as he followed luka. Soon he thought.