I … AM … ALIVE!

For seven days and seven nights I did lock in combat with the yeti. On the eighth day we rested to feast on fine foods and wines, and then to sleep on the eighth night. Come the ninth day, I was no longer in the forest and the yeti was nowhere to be found. I was standing on the vestibule of a great city with buildings that did climb to the heavens, farther than my eye could see. But I found the gate locked. There was no guard, and no one did hear me and my shouts. I sat down to wait.

For thirteen years did I sit on the step to that great city, and that was when the Bandersnatch did attack from the sky. I plunged my sword straight through it, cutting it in two. It gave a small sigh before its soul disappeared into the night. And then the gate opened and I was welcomed like a brother. It seemed a magnificent place, but it slowly dawned on me that it was not the heaven I suspected. It was a city where many go in and none go out. But now there was no monster to stop people, and so I took my leave. I was warned that on either sides of the path I would fall to hell, and so I was very careful to walk the path in front of me.

They did not tell me about Borealis waiting to blow me off. And so, after years of torture, escape, fighting, honour, and trickery, I have returned to the world of the living, where I locked once again in deathmatch with the yeti. Having defeated the greatest monsters and demons of hell, it was really not very difficult for me to defeat him. And thus my saga continues.