Library: Monsters memories

The monster's memories, written by Typhos. I had just arrived at my new apartment in the BatWorld when this incident happened. My new stronghold was just built, its four shiny towers standing proudly. I, of course, had a nice and warm apartment in the tallest, black tower, because that's what evil overlords tend to do. I had hired myself some guards and of course I had a few trusted lieutenants to assist me and give me advice. I had been in exile for some time now, as I was forced to flee from my previous stronghold because of some eager adventurers who kept coming in all the time, slaying my precious guards and trying to relieve me from my possessions. (Which, by the way, were not very special, just an old magical sword and some ring and a helmet which isn't very comfortable so I tend to keep it in a chest). Of course, I could defend myself up to a certain point, but no matter how much I slay those adventurers, they just keep coming back. If you ask me, resurrection is something unnatural but what can you do. Anyway, I grew tired of this constant pestering and decided I'd move to the countryside. And indeed I did, as far from the old place as possible so that no one could find me. I built a nice little stronghold there and lived on, hoping no adventurer would ever find me. But, as I was soon going to find out, my dreams of peace were going to get brutally crushed. One peaceful evening, I was watching the sunset from the top window of my beautiful black tower sipping wine, when my trusted lieutenant rushed into the room and said: 'Sir, there are some adventurers on the front door.' 'Oh gosh', I thought, here we go again. I hoped they would find nothing of interest here, since I had spend some money so the castle would look abandoned and empty from the outside. But, my hopes were cruelly shattered as someone started picking the HUGE (tm) lock on my gate. Of course, he managed to open the gate (At that moment, I cursed the dwarven lockmakers into hell). Well, since it had been some time from last good battle with adventurers, I thought perhaps a little warm-up would keep me in shape. So I got my sword and other equipment, ordered the lieutenant to organise some kind of defence lines and started waiting for the adventurers. From my tower window, I could observe what kind of people were trying to rob me. I saw two big soldiers, perhaps a troll and an ogre, dressed in their shiny armours and all that. Behind them, a couple of magicians were casting some protective spell on the tanks. One evil-looking (cute though) sprite flew around them too, yelling something incoherent which made the soldiers' eyes burn red. That sprite must be one of those renowned evil priests. I let out a silent 'bwahaha' as I recalled that I was extremely tolerant against such evil beings and their spells. Then there was one duck, obviously a healer because it kept casting something like invisible shields and such at the front row soldiers. Well, we would soon see how good that healer was, I thought and ordered a few soldiers to attack those pesky adventurers. Well, I must say the adventurers' effiency and skills astonished me. Ruthlessly, they mowed down my guards, one by one. I had barely enough time to cast some minor protective spells at me before they were killing my trusted lieutenants. Well, I have to admit that those money I paid for the lieutenants were well spent, for they put up a good fight. They managed to kill a few adventurers with blades and some well aimed golden arrows. But the adventurers were unfair since the healer waited in another room and resurrected those poor corpses as fast as they were killed. Now THAT is unfair. Anyway, the battle was kind of funny to follow, even though my lieutenants did not survive. After a few hours I began to see very stressed faces among the adventurers, and sometimes they yelled a lot at each others. After a few hours of furious battle, I had to admit that my lieutenants were dead. Both of them, and that I would be their next target. I decided to make it as hard as possible, and hid behind my throne decorated with evil-looking carvings and skulls. I heard the adventurers enter the room and wandering if there are any monsters left and where's the loot. I even heard something like 'handless' and 'no freaking treasures here' being said. So I decided to fight a bit and jumped from behind the throne shouting terribly. You should have seen the adventurers' faces (I, as all evil overlords, were at least two times the size of their biggest front row soldier). Well, of course the first moments of battle were pretty much dominated by me. I wiped the whole party a few times with my special death spells and ofcourse my sword chopped down nicely the tanks too. However, there were six of them (with that damn resurrection) and I was alone so I began to get hit again and again and I weakened. I realised I would get myself killed if I didn't escape somehow. But how would I do that? I decided to gather all strength I had left and blast the party into oblivion, all of them. While they were getting their bodies resurrected, I'd leave my trusty sword as decoys (greedy adventurers will always stay arguing over some junk swords) and silently escape through a secret tunnel. So, next time the party came to 'finish' me (I knew that because that annoying duck was with them) I unleashed all my wrath upon them screaming horribly. That worked, they all melted into funny looking piles. I dropped my sword and left my rings and other acessories (I knew I'd get more those from The Legendary Equipment Shoppe) and slided down the tunnel I had behind the throne. HAH, I thought and ran through the countryside. I knew some other evil overlord would give me shelter until I regain my strength and would certainly be more prepared for the next group of adventurers. And, while running around the countryside, I met this bard Typhos, who offered kindly to write down my story. Just in case, if the next party managed to kill me, I would at least get my few lines in BatWorld books.

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