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You stir from your slumber after a 3478327484793 eon hibernation, only to find your grandmother dead on the fucking flloor.
"holy shit," you mutter. The shakiness of your voice assumes you are on the verge of tears.
You cry like a fucking baby, swearing vengeance on whoever the fuck killed her. And besides, she owes you 438948398493894394839247382974982347234 pokos after she dropped you when you were a baby.
Suddenly, a rotten, blue baby covered in feces descends into the sky. "hi its me jesus cherist. i know who killed tyour fuckinf grandma. he stinky"
"holy shit reallhy" you say out loud, the tone of your voice being jarring compared to the more quiet murmur it was prior.
"yeah dudes in necropolis rn so uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh wanna kill him?" the feeble little fetus asked. You agree and go on a quest to kill them.
During your trek through the chasms, the both of you find a large figure in the distance. "thats the guy who killed uour grandma rip bozo", the blue shithead conviniently says. The figure notices the two of you, staring with a gaping smile. Though it's obscured by the fog, it seems to have it's eyes gouged out. You make a run for it and enter the room, unprepared. It launches a large, red brimstone to your direction. Somehow you've dodged it. "hey wsg gng," the bloated figure says after almost killing you. "bro did you kill my grandma or what?" you say out loud. "yeah."
You then brutally slaughtered the Bloat with your bear hands.
While it felt very cathartic, really nothing has changed. Your grandma is still dead, and she still owes you money. You then decide that it's best to pickpocket her entire life savings instead.