Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34904368-20180405153455/@comment-28718853-20180530142638

"Perfect, just perfect," I think to myself as I drag myself through the tunnel. The echoes of the mamono weren't helping either. All I had were the bare essentials. If the exit is close by then that would be a miracle.

I barely manage to pull through the dungeon as I search for the exit. My stomach began to rumble and I happened upon a wooden table in the room I entered. Lacking a second thought I took a seat and helped myself to an egg sandwich.

Once the entire meal disappeared down my throat the sound of approaching footsteps causes me to freeze for a moment. I whip out my knife as maniacal laughter echoed down the hall. There was a door nearby and I limped over to it, but just my luck it was locked. Seems as if the only option now is to fight whoever was coming my way. Please let the monster be weak ole sexy Demon Lord.

The figure steps into view. She's a woman with a crimson red sword attached to her arm. A Cursed Sword. If the term was anything to go by, I am most definitely fucked.

"Hey little human," she cooed with a grin. "Back off lady, I don't want to hurt you," I warn as I raise my knife in her direction despite knowing full well how the situation was likely to end. The Cursed Sword chuckles at me and taunts, "You expect to hurt me with that puny little thing? Let me show you how a real sword works!"

She lunges at me, and I have no time to react as her sword had already cleaved through my equipped arm. It falls limp and the knife slips out of my hand, clattering to the cobblestone floor. The Cursed Sword then follows up with a side kick to my torso and I'm on the floor in no time flat.

The woman mounts me and laughs, "After I'm done with you we'll be together forever!"

An hour passes, and I'm seated on the bench with my leg fully healed. I guess what they say about Demonic Energy is true. It really does heal you from the worst injuries imaginable!

"So how'd you end up in this dungeon anyway Devin?" the Cursed Sword, whose name is Leah, asks me as she clings to my arm with an innocent smile. I shake my head and reply, "I was making my way to the next town when the ground beneath me collapsed. That's how I got here."

"Well, lucky it was just a leg injury. It made catching you really easy," says Leah. "If it wasn't for the sprain and the locked door you would have had a much more difficult time catching me," I say, though in all fairness even if that had been the case I still probably would have been unable to escape her.

"Getting cocky now are you big man?" Leah teases as she pokes me in my side. "I wasn't trying to sound arrogant," I say with a sigh.

"No worries. Now let's get to the next town.  I'm tired of this mossy old dungeon!" Leah says as she stands and pulls me to my feet. "Yeah we wait WHAAA...!" I stand there stunned.

"Yeah, don't you remember? We're husband and wife now silly!  I'm going to be escorting you to that town and everywhere else you go!" Leah announces as she playfully tugs on my cheek. I could see no way to talk her out of it, so I tell her in defeat, "Very well. Let's get a move on."

With her guidance we leave the dungeon and are now on our way to the next town. I gotta say, I was not expecting things to turn out this way, but then again I'm not sure if I have any complaints about it. I just hope she's alright with wearing clothes.