Archive of Our Own

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"Hey, Thárros"

"Yes, Misó?"

"Do you think we can play find a treasure?"

Misó pointed towards the bit mountain of sand, where something shiny and weirdly smile-like was peeking out, shining with a crimson beam.

"Brother, we don't even have a shovel"

"Ugh..."

I giggled a bit, it was pretty funny for me how much they argue with each other. I felt the wind and sand hit my face, and that gave me an idea.

"Who needs a shovel?"

"You carry one?"

"No, I mean, why would we need a shovel when we have hands?"

"Hygiene, obviously"

"Ehh...."

"Misó! Don't say it like you consider it!"

"I don't know, Elí, your tweety bird got a big point"

"I do not love him!!!"

I knew your angry tone was forced by a lot and it sounded more like embarrasasasment (or whatever that word was), but as creepypastas taught me, I ignored it

"You still need to clean your hands before eating"

Elpída scoffed, being a bit rude but instantly turning that frown upside down, great! He proceeded to "tie" his hair with itself, but since it was short and curly (almost fully locky?) it immediately became undone.

<"So, well, what are we going to find? A lost jem from the desert?"

"Oh, I hope it's some kind of powerful weapon!"

"I'm good if I find worms, yummy"

"I hope too, brother"

"You two shouldn't eat that"

"Says the one who only eats choco milkshakes instead of water"

"Wha- No, I don't!" "BLEHHH!!!"

Me, Elpída and Misó went towards the sand pile, where we started digging with our hands, but it felt... weird? It felt like little spines of crystals.

"Hey, is it me or the sand feels very painful?"

"What are you talking about, Thárros?"

"The sand feels soft, you are talking crazy"

I stopped talking and digging, the thing we were looking for was similar to worms, but they didn't move at all.

"Why would someone put worms in the sand?"

"They are jems"

Elpída hold... Oh god, they were intestines, this can't be real, right? RIGHT? PLEASE TELL ME-

"You're a hypocrite, Terrance"

"What?"

"You are disgusted by organs..."

Thárros ripped out his e-eyes. No, i-it isn't real, Terrance, it isn't, IT ISN'T, THIS WAS YEARS AGO, IT-

"Even though you saw us near death"

"You didn't do anything"

"Your fight was useless"

"You are a coward"

"You should have died" "You should have died"

"You should have bleed out" "You should have bleed out" "You should have bleed out"

The monsters wrapped my arms with a brutal force, almost dislocating them. I tried to force myself out, but I couldn't even move.

I felt a claw trying to rip my eye out, and I closed it as a reaction, but when I opened it again, I was in the hotel, hungry and 3 years after when my... oohhhh, it was a nightmare, thank 2x2 it wasn’t real.

For my luck, the sun didn't let me rest me anymore, since it hit my eyes with a beam directly, which was painfully comforting in a way.

“I woke up! Just remember, you're here for him-them, and they don’t hate you"

I sit by my bed frame staring at my shoe, to finally decide to comb my hair a bit –since I had medium, wavy hair it is a nightmare whenever it gets tangled– and go out for some clothes because I slept in my original clothes.

I exited the building and head downtown, where there was a store called B&S, and inside there were cool clothes… with the fashion style of 2010, of course.

I chose some basic, niche clothes: skinny jeans, black fluffy boots, dark blue coat, a black plaid shirt, and a purple set of earmuffs, gloves and a scarf since I was a bit cold (I’m not used to chill climates, I lived in a literal desert all my life).

When I left the store wearing my new clothes, I noticed that there was a sign of the Meadows, alongside the HQ quarters, and since I don’t want to be innahilated instantly by their security system, I think a great shot would be the first one.

“Hey, mister, do you know where the Meadows are? I’m a bit new here”

“Sure, sir. It’s three blocks forward until you find a broken wood wall. You just enter it the”

“Thank you, mis-”

“Wait a minute, young boy”

I felt my blood pressure go low. Did he noticed I wasn’t from this time? ‘Twas he actually an undercover agent? Was he actually Telamon himself and wanted to destroy-?

“You can’t just walk away without any proper way to defend yourself! There has been some increasing cases of robbery recently”

Thank 2x2 itself, it was just a worried man for me to getting killed– And then I realized he was worried for me getting killed in the wild.

“Oh! Uh, don’t worry, mister, I have…. Uh…”

I desperately looked in my pockets, and found a baseball bat and ball keychain, I made them grow until it was a conventional size so the mister wouldn’t call me crazy.

“I have my bat and my ball, perfect weapons for me”

"Then, have a safe travel, my child”

I finally entered the Meadows: green, calm, and beautiful. I had a bunch of memories here when I used to go fishing, great old times… except a cultist Noob attacked me right after taking a few steps, rude.

I entered a bottle against him. I had 100 health, 150 SP, attack, special moves (I think?), defend and attack. I opened the attack section and looked I had Bat Combo, Baseball shot and Bat Smackdown.

“Heh, Bat Combo, I’ll use that”

I quickly filled a weird bar that was apparently a measurement for how good the hit was going to be and becoming more powerful.

I made two quick hits and oh my dear lord it made 20 damage to the poor Noob. I won the battle and gained 0 Exp., 15 Tix and… bubblegum?

Unexpected reward but oh well. I ate the best ones obviously being banana and grape and I continued my journey, fishing a bit and avoiding being on a combat with 50% of the people and defeating 49% of the enemies for tix –I want some money, okay?–, but the 1% that was left would be a crucial point before I knew it.

“Hey, you! The guy with the sunglasses and scarf! I challenge you to a duel and whoever wins gets his call card!”

“First, I’ll kill you in like two hits, second, the what for what-?”

He didn’t even let me finish and attacked me, giving him a buff on his attack. I decided to hit him with my Bat Combo as usual, but something else finally happened

SOMEONE FINALLY DODGED MY ATTACK!! I was so happy and impressed that I didn’t notice that he contrattacked dealing me 1 damage –nothin' too much, but really bad.

“Bleh, better luck next time”

He used his megaphone to attack me, thing that I dodged luckily, and I even got him to get a hit, downing him to 9 HP.

"I'll end you quickly, as everyone and everything before you, I'm tellin' ya, pal"

He quickly put up his micro-I mean, megaphone, but why would he need it if we're barely at 5 meters away from each-?

"HEY. IS THIS THING ON?"

"MY EARS, YOU MORON!! And yes! Yes it's on!?"

"CAN YOU HEAR ME THROUGH THIS MEGAPHONE!?"

"Oh my- YES, YES I CAN STILL HEAR YOU! Can you puh-lease turn down the volume?

“NO! I'M NOT TURNING DOWN THE VOLUME!”

“This will be sure a very bad time, but at least it’d be quick”

That was what I thought, before I realized that he had two moves: hit me with his megaphone dealing 8 of damage and could heal himself, and with his heal, it took me around HALF AN HOUR before he got tired and be able to defeat him.

"Please, I am too tired, man… Please just give up"

I was breathless, exhausted, annoyed and hopeless, and so was Michael (the name of the Megaphone Man), since he talked in a normal tone for once, but a miracle happened after what felt like millions of eons.

In that moment, I caught Michael off Godard, and I was FINALLY able to properly use my move, and, with that glory filled hit, Michael was finally knocked out.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”

FinnMcCool won the battle!

You gained 8 Exp. 16 Tix and “Call Megaphone Man” card!

“Hah, you lucky one… Alright, I… I’ll join you. But first a break”

“Yes please… Just 5 minutes…”

We both laid down on our faces, we were breathless and fell asleep for thirty minutes (if my phone wasn’t tricking me).

“Well, nice to meet ya, Mi- I mean, Megaphone Man”

“Don’t you worry my pal. And I’m guessing you’re going to BlackRock Kingdom, aren’t you?”

“Yes, how did you-?”

“Who on Robloxia would go to the Meadows wearing winter clothes?”

Well, he got me there partially, I should have grab a fishing cane or something…

“‘Sides, I think that’s pretty rad.” "All you need is to go all the way down until you find a section with grey grass.” "It's a bit far from the river through the right. It has a cave entrance and up The Caves you'll find an entrance” “You cross it, go right and up in the ice caves until you find an exit, and you'll end in RoadTown. You have to acquire an Adventurer ID for it."

“Thanks, buddy, see you when I call ya”

After that deserved break, I explored the south part of the Meadows, since I needed to go there due to The Caves being there anyways.

I encountered a cow, a bull and a horse, and after a necessary time to pet each one of them for being so darn cute, I encountered a fighter and two kids collapsed on the floor –seriously, what is WRONG on being on a normal situation for once in this place?!– whom I obviously helped.

“Thank you, young mister…”

"Thank you very much, kind man! Sorry if my sister is too shy”

Ah, young kids and their innocence, I admire them a lot, specially for being so optimistic and a beam of hope all the time, even at their lowest.

”Thank you, young man. As you can see, my nie- I mean, my workers and I had fought recently”

“Yeah! And that man was very rude! He didn’t let us capture Shedletsky!”

“B-Brother, I-I think we s-should skip that part…”

The little kid started to look around with a shock face, switching looks between me, his sister and his… boss, I think? Until he decided to hit me in the leg for no reason at all.

“… Ignore what I said”

Okay, I have to add a side note to what I said: they’re impredictable, messy, tend to be mean and can hit you very hard somehow without any real reason.

“Well, I may know the person who did this, since he was my fiend at one point”

“If you encounter him, tell him that he sucks! And that he should die pathetically!”

“Hehe, you said the d-word, so no candy to you!”

“Whaaaaa??? NOOOOOOOO, THAT’S NOT FAIR AT ALL!!!!”

The two sibilings started arguing between each other, while the fighter looked a bit dissapointed. I bet he is his tutor, since they don’t look related (and the face mask doesn’t help).

“Please don’t mind them, they’re always like this”

“I see. May I know your names?”

“Oh, sorry for that. I’m Noobador, and the kid- my workers’ names are Red Noob and Blue Noob. The blue girl is Blue Noob (jeez, they didn’t crack their empty heads naming them)”

What did me meant by they? Aren’t the kids his? Did he kidnapped them? Killed his parents? BOTH?!

“Sorry to ask, but are your relationship with them?”

Noobador noticed the intention I had, looking back to the duo of children, who still were arguing, before taking a deep breath

“I know we don’t look that much related, but I’m their uncle”

Okay. That was unexpected. Maybe I should stop watching too many serious crimes and horror documentaries. They really have changed my perception of reality.

“Wait, did their parents die or-?”

“Oh. It’s… more complicated than saying they are dead (although they should be)”

“Shall we talk it out while we go to Roadtown?”

“Well, I promised them to go on a trip together…”

Noobador turned around to the kids, who were now playing rock, paper, scissors, grabbed them from the back of their necks of their shirts and carried them on their shoulders

“We’ll have a quick trip to Roadtown. We are going to help this man. And I don’t want to hear any complains during the trip”

“Yay, free time!!!”

“I hope we can make some friends…”

With this new extra help, I traveled not so far away to find the cave entrance, and I logically entered (I wasn’t going to stop my journey now). When all of us stepped in, we where welcomed by a chill, cozy breeze, little light and some nuts and a hedgehog, but sadly, it wasn’t either blue, pink, black with red or white, it was just a regular one.

“Do you think we can adopt them?”

“I doubt that, sis. They look ANGRY! And our boss just has a big cage, not a small one”

I squished the ants and realized I could just kill them without a fight. It apparently is an option with the menu I forgot existed. In very much of a resume the kids sometimes fought the ants or hedgehogs, and Noobador covered my back while I adjusted my “settings”.

I was so focused onto customization –my menu looked so pretty now I y’all ask– and choosing my animation that I hit my head with a metal lather– wait, is it ladder, l-lather, lader, no, wasn’t it stairs? No, those are for the floor? I swore that the first one was the floor attached one. So is it lather, or later–?

“UGHH! THE #### THAT YOU USE TO CLIMB IS INFRONT OF- OW!? WHAT THE #### NOO-!?”

Noobador had just hit me in the head to add up my concussion-meter and rudely grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. The reason? Red was now crying silently and Blue was in a defense position against me while shaking. They were scared, flinched and crying, signals of past abuse, with high chances of being a close figure of authority.

It was clear as a perfect mirror why his uncle protects them, their parents were horrible persons who didn’t even wanted kids in the first place, and never took real care of them. Only one person knew what such horrors and torments they had to confront since Blue had a shyer way of speak, she was probably the most abused one, and had to protect his little brother.

”Just like them”

But at last, I have to put my mind and thoughts on their security first and bottle my memories once more. I walked with a calmed, slow pace to not make them panic more than they already were, and I sat next to Red to grab his hand gently, making him flinch a lot (logically) but after a long time he wrap his hand around mine with a huge force.

“Look, I’m sorry for yelling, even if it wasn’t for you. I tend to forget where am I when I’m thinking”

Red gave a small sniff, still looking at the floor with a… familiar pray of mercy- stop thinking about them, Terrance. He looked up at me nervously, using my hand as a cardboard to put all his nails onto it.

“Y-You aren’t going to h-hurt or yell at us?”

It breaks my heart hearing a child expecting any form of abuse disguised as discipline. I let my sight look towards Blue, who was calmer, probably because Noobador was next to her. They must be either cousins or niece and uncle. The second is more plausible due to age difference and the kids being healthy.

“Of course no, little one. You don’t have to be the stress-relief bag of your parents. And if they tell you that you have or giving them problems, tell them that they decided to give birth to you or give you to adoption.”

That made Red chuckle a bit who was now a lot more relaxed than before. He decided to climb onto my shoulders like a koala for some reason and fell asleep. I tried to warn Noobador about this, but he had experienced the same thing with blue, who was now in his arms while being curled up.

”I am sincerely sorry for my attitude, I didn’t know-“

”I know, kiddo. Things have been complicated since I adopted them”

“So you’re his uncle?” “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I don’t want to bump into their parents’ friends again” “Anywho, why is the cave so cold now? Shouldn’t it be warm?”

“From experience, you shouldn’t make them follow your dreams, nor should scold them ‘because I’m your tutor’” “Just give them the choice of what they want, remember: it isn’t build-a-child, is having a child”

“I just wanted to protect them from… my sister and his husband”

I froze mid-step, was that the reason he decided to take care of them? Because of the guilt that was consuming him? Because he couldn’t protect them? Because he was partially the cause of their abuse, of their destiny, of their injuries?

“You’re being a narcissist and a hypocrite, Terrance. You know that is also your case” “SHUT UP.” “You are also drowning in guilt. Just-”

“You okay kid?”

forgot about him

“Y-yeah… I guess- I am fine” “I just… I forgot where was I for a moment”

“Hey, don’t pressure yourself a lot” “It may be hard as a stone to get through trauma, but seek help, alright”

Realizing we were now in the entrance of RoadTown, we passed by it, and after more mazes and seeing a collapsed giant ant we finally entered the so niche town. As me and Noobador walked, I realized that the kids weren’t wearing anything appropriate with correlation of the weather –logical, since it was a sudden trip.

“Let’s go to that hotel, it must be warm”

As we passed nearby citizens, we headed to a wood hotel, were it was surprisingly warm since it didn’t have any visible calefactor. It was simple but cozy, so it made the trick.

“Hello, I would like to book a room for two adults and two kids” “I am in a trip with some friends”

“My name is Hamantha, and just pay 20 tix, mister…?”

I grabbed my ID again (it wasn’t a bright hood of name now that I think about it), handed the 20 tix I needed and read casually my “name”

“Finn McCool, but please call me Finn”

“Alright mister Finn, your room is number two” “It has a bunk bed and two separated beds"

"Thank you, Hamantha"

“Oh, just one more question” “Where do I get an Adventurer ID? I need to go to Black rock and I overheard I needed one”

“Oh! Just go to our town’s mayor house” “His name is Monty and he would normally as for your normal ID to get the Adventurer one” “Is inextricably to this hotel. Can’t miss it”

Heh, Jack Stabber reference? Anywho, I grabbed the keys from the room and went to talk with Noobador, who was now carrying two very exhausted kiddos.

“Mister Noobador, thank you for keeping me company in this short traverse, but at last, I need to continue alone, specially considering the climate and my goal”

“Don’t be so formal, Finn” “Thank you, since you changed a lot how to teach my nieces”

I obviously thought ”Since when?”, but I guess is a more metaphorical thing.

“Please have this as a compensation”

You got “Call:Noobador” card!

You got “Call: Red N’ Blue” Card!

”Thank you, Noobador” “I’ll put myself in contact asap”

“As severe as possible?”

“Eh, something like that” “See ya”

Note: don’t slip up from 2011 to 2025 memes to people in 2010. Next, I stepped outside once more and went straight up towards Mayor Monty’s office. It is simple, I admit, but it really sets a correlation with the present relaxed life-style of the people ‘round here.

“Hey, mister Mayor Monty. may I have an Adventurer ID for myself?”

“I would ask for more, but since I’m in a better mood due to my friend, Jim, the accountant of the town has returned thanks to the kindness of someone, I shall give it to you free” “Just tell me, young one, what is your name?”

“Please put Finn McCool in the ID, sir”

You got an “Adventurer ID!

"Young child"

"Yeah? Do you want me to get something?" "I'd gladly do it"

"Yes, you see..." "I have a great friend called Cruel King" "He is the ruler of BlackRock, but I haven't seen him in a while" "Unfortunately, I've heard that the Ice Dagger has changed his mind radically" "I warned the previous adventurer about it, but he hasn't returned"May you check up on him while you go in your journey?"

Now I have an excuse to go there. He must be the traveler, knowing how he was, ah, he was such a kind guy, and that surely stuck into the present.

"Of course mister Mayor Monty"

I am tired and will just resume some things. One, it was indeed very cold every time I walked. Two, results that I had a function to ignore enemies, but I kept that on because I (again) am too lazy.

But. The third part. It has crushed my soul since I realized it. I was walking normally through the BlackRock Kingdom, but I saw a window broken on Cruel King's palace, as if a huge ball or a big rock made it.

"Hey, guard"

"No talking unless related to the King!"

"I think someone, or something broke in"

"..." "I'll go with you"

The guard accompanied me when I entered the castle. It was weirdly empty, a tragic contradiction, since there were too many soldiers crushed by a chandelier.

"Gah! Thanks young man and fellow comarade!"

"Is our King alright?"

"I don't think so, fellow knight"

"The one who attacked us, was sent by Shedletsky himself" "He said he needed to save Builderman and had to get the Ice Dagger to do so"

"So then why didn't you helped him?!"

Terrance, stay focused” "Is is her, isn't she?" “Please Misó, let me be wrong”

“He went towards the throne of our King, but moments after we heard a loud scream and something being break”

“Why didn’t you-?”

“Try to enter?” “The door is stucked and it’s too heavy to move”

“Then we must help your King!”

The guards and I ran through the massive haul where the knights ate, trying to find the door where the throne was, and when we finnally found it, it was indeed locked.

"PULL!"

"DEAR KING, WE'LL HELP YOU!"

With the strength of a whole army combined, we could break the door, but we were welcome with an unpleasant and bitter view.

The remains of the King of BlackRock laid as blue-gray ashes. Dried blood was laying peacefully and bits of food and ripped bandages in a harmonious yet caotic view.

In the middle top of the ashes, there was a folded note, seemingly written with a feather and ink, since it had some spots of ink making the note translucid.

One of the knights grabbed it delicately and started reading it in silence. One by one in a strong order, each knight read it by themselves, some of them leaving soft scoffs, others long, melancholic sighs, until it was my turn. The card wrote:

Dear Knights of BlackRock,

I wanted to properly introduce myself after I returned to the Head Quarters of Roblox, but unfortunately I'm I have to introduce myself with this ●unpleasant note.

I have been sent by Shedletsky himself to collect the Sword Fight On The Hights, and from this nation, the Ice Dagger itself. I wanted to get it pacifically, and I tried to explain this to your● King.

Unfortunately, I had to fight him to get the Ice Dagger. When our battle ended, I tried to go and help him, since he got injured. Cruelly, he declined my offer admitting his defeat, even as I tried to cure him, and collapsed as he turned into dust.

Please contact Shedletsky if you seek a veredict beredict verdict, due to me traveling to HQ as you read this note and hoping to save Builderman.

My truly most deep condolences,

Player.

"... Shall I retire now?"

"Thanks, fellow comrades, and you shall go"

"We'll see this by ourselves"

The travel back to the hotel felt too cold and ethernal, each step being a deep remark of the news I had to carry until the Knights decided to make it public.

When I arrived to the hotel once again, Noobador was laying near Blue n' Red. Some other guests where also there, heating themselves from the cold.

"Hey, Finn, did you find him?"

"Sorry, he had already left when I arrived"

"Awww, that sucks!"

"I hope you are doing well..."

"... Yeah" "I'm fine, Blue" "But, thanks to ask"