The Edge of Desolation

Alice: Level up.



To your SURPRISE, you scale a rung of your ECHELADDER. You didn't know you had an ECHELADDER! That's why it's so surprising.

You don't even know what an ECHELADDER is. You are apparently no longer a lowly GREENTYKE, but you don't know what that means. a TEA PARTY POOPER doesn't seem that cool to be anyway. Actually none of these are all that flattering. You seem to have STATS - or perhaps VISCOSITIES? - relating to health, MENTAL and PHYSICAL. You also have a LIMIT raised a bit. You hope that's good.

Also you got TWENTY-FIVE whole BOONDOLLARS. You pet your PORK HOLLOW because as of the world's latest drop in population, you have resolved to be a FRIEND TO ALL LIVING THINGS. An act or so from now, you are going to be CRUSHED by the fate of your porcine friend. Its fate is, ironically, being CRUSHED.

You realize suddenly that that's all you're getting this time. Man, this doesn't seem like a lot at all. Hopefully you get some cool stuff next time. And hopefully the fourth wall will withstand all this leaning on it. You shudder to think of what might come out of that thing's DESTRUCTION.