"Haha, you'd best be kidding, you lovable wooden creature." IvanX said; a discontent expression plasters over his features.
"Why would we be 'kidding'?" the Skull leader asked, "You have insulted the pride of our lord and shall pay for your insolence." The skull leader clapped his tiny hands and another skull child left, returning soon after bearing a small chest.
"Ah, you have done well, my child!" the Skull leader exclaimed, turning to face IvanX directly." Are you ready, young vessel, for the spirit that inhabits our god's chosen mask?!" IvanX shut his eyes, fearing the inevitable. The leader drew forth a small object, placing it unto IvanX's head. It constricted the top of our hero's head, seemingly eating him from the top down. A sudden feeling of power surged throughout IvanX's body, his head feeling compressed by the foreign presence. IvanX, himself, was in an explicit show of pain. His screams echoing far and deep into the infinite black woods. Eyes widening; a feeling of heaving greeted IvanX. His breathes became short and hoarse. Time stood still as IvanX let out one final scream.
“DAMN THIS IS TIGHT! Loosen it up will you!” The skull kids were quick to exact his command. They loosen their god’s chosen mask. The object rested like a crown upon IvanX’s heads its crimson sheen and silver brim appearing supreme.
“That not a mask,” Ivan wittingly remarked, “It looks like a cap.” The skull kids seemed to become like a swarm of angry bees, raging at the hylian’s remark.
“M-master, are you going to let this insolent child insult your mask like that?!” One skull kids asked IvanX.
“Uhh…no?” IvanX replied, “Punish the boy by…uhh...I don’t know, doing normal punishy stuff.” The skull children responded by dragging Ivan off to a secluded area. IvanX began to realize the position he was in, and did the only sane thing he could think of.
“Gimme his sword too.” The skull children did just that, taking the M45+3r 5w0rd from Ivan and bringing it to their faux god. Ivan spouted a number of curses in that distance, most refer to his friend being a big a-hole.
“Wh-what the hell are you doing IvanX?!” sputtered Aisha.
“I am a GOD, you will refer to me as GOD not IvanX. Young lady, this GOD has the perfect thing in store for you…” IvanX trailed off into a haunted grin.
Hours later, Ivan was resting from his vile round of being made fun of, Aisha was dressed up as a carrot and left to die from bunnies, and IvanX, or rather, GOD, was busy searching through a box containing the past mask gods of the Skull children. After a course of exploding from a bomb shaped mask and of course, wearing bunny ears, IvanX’s eyes happen to find a chest, wrapped in crisscrossing chains. Using the M45+3r 5w0rd he took from his friend, he forced the chest open to find a curious mask. The mask was fashioned in a heart shape, with two great, yellow eyes peering out over purple lines of despair, spikes shimmering on the edges. With a wry smile, IvanX removed his cap, and placed the mask onto his face. IvanX’s heart suddenly began to race. He grasped at his form, unsure of what his body was reacting too. He lurched over to the side, tripping over a root and stumbling into a tree. The surreal feeling of change surrounded the skull children’s new god, as he realized his body has changed, his body growing larger and forming features similar to the mask. A blood terror rose up in him, and he was filled with repressed anger, jealousy, and a general desire to hurt other. IvanX realized he wasn’t IvanX anymore, but more importantly, he realized he was dead.
(I feel like I should have put more time in this "chapter")
Rise and shine, Mr. Freeman. Rise and shine. Not that I wish to imply you have been sleeping on the job. No-one is more deserving of a rest. And all the effort in the world would have gone to waste until... well, let's just say your hour has come again....... The right man in the wrong place can make all the difference in the world. So, wake up, Mr. Freeman. Wake up and smell the ashes.... - Gman, Half Life 2
"It is always wise to look ahead, but difficult to look further than you can see."