Dying sucks.
I had searched about the WHOLE sea kingdom when the stupid sharkmen caught me.
Stupid sharkmen.
Thank the gods for Siri; I was able to use her to text Cyprian and Rose. Then all I had to do was fight off three half-shark half-man creatures until my friend showed up to save the day.
Joy.
I mean, how hard could it be for me to kill three fish.
Hard.
Very, very hard.
About five minutes in, only a minute before my friends came, I discovered how tough they were. I'll skip the gory details mainly because I don't care.
Sorry not sorry.
I was losing.
Finally, they got here. Asher called my name and I got distracted.
That's when the sword came.
The last living thing I thought was, 'Dang, I lost.'
The last living thing I saw was my horrified friends.
Then, my souls was sucked into the Underworld, where I belong.
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