Library Of Simpletopia/Lore of World Bosses

## ***The World Walkers***

In this page, records of the fearsome (weak) world bosses are recorded.

Since the **Battle of Sythlax**, the old records of the bosses were destroyed. But worry not, they are slowly being restored...

## **Lore of bosses** *(in random order)*

### **Yeti**

The young yeti wandered in the snowy night, leaving small imprints on the ground. The wind howls, blowing specks of snow in the air.

*"Mom?"*

*"Mom? Where are you?"*

The young yeti's voice soon became desperate. He started to panic. He was afraid of the dark.

He wandered through the night, searching for his mother. Hes getting hungry as well. He spots a light in the distance. He walks closer to the light.

"Perhaps mother had started a fire."

He smells the aroma of cooked flesh. His mouth starts to water....

A shadow looms toward him.

The young yeti faces a man, with a harpoon on him. The tip is glistening with a shade of crimson. He aimed it at the yeti.

Suddenly the ice beneath the man broke and he fell into the icy depths below.

The yeti shrugged and continued his way to the source of the light. It was a rather small cottage, with a fire burning inside it.

The yeti went inside, and spotted something that caught his eye.

"*Mom!"*

He pounced onto a rug, the remains of **what once was an adult yeti.**

***"Mom! You wont believe what just happened..."***

### **Big toes**

*"Dad, tell me about the story of Big Toes again."*

'*At the outskirts of the renowned town Davenport, there once was a forest. It was filled to the brim with life. Monkeys, birds, fish and deer, you name it. Trees and flowers bloomed. Birds sang their tune. It was a traquil sight.'*

*"Davenport? But daddy, there's no forest here!"*

*"Patience, my child. The story has only begun."*

*"The forest was lively and the animals and plants lived in peace. Until a child got lost in the forest...and never came back. He was killed by a boar."*

*"The townspeople were furious. They wanted vengeance. They didn't stop and think why the child died. 'Of course it wasn't their horrible parenting and bad border patrol that caused the death of a child, blame the animals!' they hollered. And so the people grabbed their torches and logs, and burnt down the place."*

*"It was....horrible. The night turned to day. The sky turned orange. The blazing inferno has swept the forest. The once green forest, turned black in moments. Ashes, embers...that was the only remains of the jungle....except for a baby ape. And its name....Big Toes."*

*"He would come back every month, and thus a child would disappear from Davenport. He has come to haunt this town to take back what was once his-a place to live."*

### **Evil Knight**

Once a glorious knight, fighting for the kingdom of Simpletopia, Knight #8932 was famous for his nobility and his kindness. Destined to lead his army to victory, a bright future was ahead of him.

Until everything changed that night.

He lay in bed, recalling his brave crusades, the land he had conquered,the hordes he had warded off, the tyrants he had slain. Without a warning, an arrow shot past his head. He looked past his shoulder, and found his captain armed with a crossbow, aiming at his head. Jumping out the tower, he hurried back to his home, where his wife and sons lived.

Carnage.

Death.

It was a mangled mess. The bloody, twisted remains of his children and wife splattered on the floor. A lump has welled up in our once gallant knight's throat, and he crumbled onto his knees and let out a howl, a cry of grief, misery and anger that can be heard throughout the city.

A wimper was heard in his house. He turned around and saw the family dog, bleeding, wounded and limping, clenching a baby in its paws-the knights youngest son.

He grabbed the baby firmly, and rubbed his tiny head.

"I will always protect you."

**The Destroyer or Worlds**

A result of breeding a monkey with a lich has caused the creation of a monkey with extremely hard fur.

It was born in a small, confined cage, away from anyone's sight.

Every day, people in white clothes came and looked through the bars.

They did experiments on him.

Electrocuting him. Burning him. Cutting him. Drowning him. Starving him. He was told he was just a puny lab subject.

One day his life changed.

Suddenly the people in white coats packed their bags and left, leaving him in his cage alone.

It was rather peaceful and calm.
Two weeks passed. Suddenly some people carried him to a rather larger cage. All sorts of...."humans" came to see him. He was well fed. He was adored. Liked, even.

He was....happy.

However his happiness all ended when the people in white coats came back.

The place he was attached to, the people he loved, all gone in a blazing fire.

He was angry, but he couldn't do anything. He was just a puny test subject.

Day by day he suffered.

Night by night he suffered.

Months passed.

Years passed.

After seemingly forever, or no time at all,

he took his last breath, and was no more.

Or was he?

It was at that moment when Death spoke to him.

"You have done your best. It is not your fault."

"Come, my child."

"I shall set you free."

"I shall give you power like no other."

"You shall rise above, and ascend."

He opened his eyes, with a feeling of courage and strength in him. Power coursed through his veins. He stared at the elderly scientists, clenching his fist...

and pounced.

**Dragon**

Gall'har roams the Underworld, looking for a mount worthy to serve him. For he wants a mighty dragon, One to best all others through fury and bravery.

He notices a worn, tired dragon at the stables, passed by all who came before.

"Tell me about this dragon?" Gall'har asked the keeper.

"Aye, this 'un cant be helped," the keeper replied, "this un eats twice as much and she can't lift fer the sake of it."

"But this, this is what I've been looking for."Gall'har thought to himself.

Gall'har ended up buying the dragon for a measly 2000 gold.

It turned out however, that with the right diet and the right routines, the tired gaze of the dragon became sharp and steady, its eyes beaming with life.

Its muscles becoming strong, and its breath steady. Mighty, strong and powerful.

"She's Perfect."

**Death**

The entity. The end. The apocalypse. Doomsday. Death is equal. Absolute.

Wise. Strong. The ruler of the undead. The entity that opposes life. Some say death is fear itself. Some say fear is a product of death. Some say fear is just an illusion. But one thing is for certain. Death is the end of it all.

Or is it?

Is death really something to be afraid of? Is death really the horrible, twisted entity as it seems to be?

Death can also be a beginning.

Am end to your suffering, harsh life, and the beginning of the afterlife. Hell. Heaven. Whatever it is. Death is a guide to bring you to the place you belong. Reuniting you with nature.

Death is a blissful feeling almost. It marks an end to pain and the moment of release. It is a blessing by itself.

Do not fear, my child. Death is waiting for the right moment, to find you, lost in the sophisticated world of twisted thoughts and conflict, and bring you back, making you one with everything.