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When Protagonist was a little boy, he hated eating bugs. His mother
would say to him, "eat your bugs, Protagonist. You can't get big and
strong if you only eat vegetables and never eat your bugs." He hated
bugs, though. He would eat one and dump the rest onto the ground when
she wasn't looking. He did get bigger and bigger, but he was never
the strongest. He was probably the smartest, except for maybe one boy
a few years older than him named Adam. Protagonist always looked up
to Adam. As they grew up, Adam was the first to notice women. Adam
always had bad taste in women.
Protagonist knew how to pick his favorite woman, but he was always a
little bit crazy. The young men would rough each other up, never too
badly, to impress the women. No one ever roughed up a woman. Adam
and Protagonist were never in competition for a woman's heart, but
Protagonist always told him that he thought that was unfortunately due
to his older friend's choices. The two of them were sort of known for
their odd choices sometimes. Adam was quiet, people said he would go
on to become very wise. Protagonist was crazy. He ate too many
vegetables.
Protagonist always liked the same woman, from the first time he
started noticing women. She was a woman named Love. Love was crazy
in her own way, always going along with Protagonist's worst ideas.
Protagonist always took the lead, but she never protested, no matter
how crazy as it was. Adam tried to keep an eye on them. Some times
were harder than others. No one likes to eat bugs.
Sometimes the king came and ate people. Times like those were
horrible. When the king was around, people's true colors always
started to come out. During one of those times, a man as old as Adam
tried to rough up Protagonist for Love's affection. Protagonist felt
beaten before the fight began. He knew he stood no chance. Love
wouldn't have had any interest in any other man, just like Protagonist
wouldn't have any interest in any other woman. Protagonist wasn't
thinking about that though. The older man wasn't a good person.
Protagonist had clearly lost the fight, and was struggling, pinned on
the ground, when his hand touched a large, sharp rock. He picked it
up and bashed it into the other man's head. The man collapsed, blood
coming from his head. Protagonist got to his feet, shaking and
elated. He had hit the man so hard that he was asleep. No one had
ever thought to do something like that before. The other man didn't
wake up, though, like an old person going to sleep for the last time.
Protagonist felt as evil as the king, and wept. Love couldn't console
him.
Protagonist never felt right again. He obsessed about it. He wanted
to do it to the king. Love followed him, and they prepared to fight
the king. The dug holes with sharp rocks in the bottom, got sharp
rocks ready, and they took the fight to the king's home. It didn't
take long for him to arrive. He bounded up to get them, and
Protagonist wasn't even afraid. He shouted at the king in defiance.
The king came up to the hole, but he stopped. It wouldn't be that
easy. Protagonist and the king circled the hole towards each other.
The big rock was no match for the king. He hit Protagonist so hard
that he flew, blood coming from his side, and started walking towards
him. Then he stopped, turned around, and bounded over to Love,
smashing her to death instantly, and roared. Protagonist ran up
behind him and jumped on his back, beating him to death with a sharp
rock into his head, over and over.
It came at a great cost. Everyone came and ate the king like a giant
bug, just like Protagonist had said. Adam stayed with him to the end,
as he bled to death.