Hell.

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DAY 3

A day passed because I WANNA ADVANCE THE PLOT WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

"Wow, We're in hell!" said the vacrunch,

"GOEZSZ OUT OF HEALL," screamed Wrath as he started vibrating rapidly,

"Sup dudes, if you wanna get out of hell you gotta beat me a a game of beer pong," the devil explained

"What the [BLEEP] is beer pong?" asked the vacrunch,

"I actually have no idea," said the devil

"Ok,"

BEER PONG MATCH!

HELLO HELLO HELLO EVERYONE! WELCOME BACK TO BEER PONG IN HELL! THIS GAME IS ONCE AGAIN DICTATED BY TERRY THE DEMON MAN! AND IF YOU THINK IM GETTING OVERUSED

...

I will skin you and eat your flesh while you scream and beg for mercy, looking at your guts spilling out in sheer terror and fear

...

Terry! I thought you had to be in federal prison!

OH GOD THEY'VE FOUND ME!

*Goofy ahh running noises*

GET BACK HERE YOU-

"Lol you lost," said the devil,

"Aw man..." said the vacrunch,

"NOW YOU'RE STUCK HERE FOREVER! MWAHAHAa I guess..." mwahaha'd the devil,

"Wait what if I sold my soul to you,"

"Oh that works,"

AND SO, THE VACRUNCH SOLD HIS SOUL TO THE DEVIL IN ORDER TO ESCAPE HELL, BECAUSE HE FREAKING SUCKS AT BEER PONG! TAKE THAT LIFE: THE GAME! YOU DO NEED TO BE GOOD AT BEER PONG TO LIVE! But... vacrunch left without having beer pong skills... NOOOO, LIFE: THE GAME WINS AGAIN! CURSE YOUUUU!

what the hell am I talking about.

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