Hey, FanFic, it's another story, here to clutter up your forums. I'm really proud of this one because it is really unoriginal and all the characters suck. I mean, I totally didn't spend more time thinking of a title to this book then I did writing the plot. Anyway, this is the story of a man, who goes on a quest... To sort of... Find himself. Bear with me, it kinda sucks at the beginning, but it gets better. So this man, right, he like, finds the love of his life knocked out on the floor of his cottage Oh, wait. I think she's dead... Yeah, that like, makes you feel for him and adds more of a story... Or whatever. Yeah so, he says "Nooo, my wife, she's been killed by [Generic Tyrant's Name Here]" And he cries for a while. Later, once he has stopped trying to figure out how to iron his own clothes without his wife's help, he feels peeved with the local Tyrant. So he sets off to the castle armed with like, I don't know, let's give him an axe. So he finds this castle and, instead of knocking on the door, he bursts in and decapitates the first two guards in reach, who were playing backgammon. The third guard, who was watching the game, was angry that his backgammon set had been sprayed with blood, so he drew his sword. But as rock beats scissors, axe beats cheap minion-grade sword. And the man killed the third guard. He walked up the stairs, but was stopped by more of the baddies. Uh-oh. The man had hoped that the screaming of the other three hadn't alerted the troops, but obviously, they could hear quite well through the iron helms. Five minutes later, the staircase was redecorated a lovely shade of red. This man obviously had some serious axe skills. He must have been a freaking lumberjack or some ****. Anyway, the man burst into the throne room screaming something epic like his wife's name or whatever. He grabbed the Tyrant by the scruff of his robe and asked him in a raised voice why his wife was killed. But! Plot twist! The Tyrant said he hadn't heard of a killing today. The man took a step back. He gasped. Camera close up. Fade to black. Yeah, well I hope you enjoyed it or whatever. Yours truly, A very bored Winters.