So You Seek Riches?

"You summon me! I have better things to do than let you animals toy with me!"

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"So... You seek riches? The very thing I have been asked so many times to provide... As you wish. But it will come at a price, oh I assure you that!"

''The creature waltzes over to you, its lips drawn in a sneer that could counter that of Greely's. It's thick fur waves in a breeze that does not brush your pathetic pelt. It's eyes stare ever deeper into yours, bringing a sense of dread that pours over you like the thickest honey.''

"You will receive what you seek, and your Username will be ushered in even the darkest corners of this cursed land. But be warned, and do not sneer, or bicker, or sob over your pathetic wishes, what you have asked of me will come at a price. It always does."

''It's threats do not scare you. They do not pierce your hide. You summoned it, and you could curse it back to the hell it came from with a pound of your paw on the stone beneath your feet. It closes it's horrible, unblinking eyes and stills. Nothing happens when it opens it's voids of seeing again, but utter silence has been cast upon the patch of forest you stand. Even the owls will not hoot their sad deep songs.....''

"I leave you. May you rot with the wishes you have so greedily asked."

''At last the horrible dread is lifted as it fades like dust to the wind. You take a deep shuddering breath and continue walking as if nothing happened. For all you know, nothing did....''

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''Why had it cursed you? Why had you accepted?! You wallow in your home as the golden tags and spikes spill over the baskets they are kept in onto the Tan Carpet floor. The pain! What has it done to you? You stand, and begin to run. Your legs carry you as if they know where they are going before your minds registers their path. The trees fade into blurs as the sun disappears beyond the fare lands of your world. Your stop, as suddenly as you started it seems, at that stupid clearing. ''

"So you return, as I said you would. Your wish has engulfed your life and ruined it instead of making it better."

''You scream at the beast's feet, and it just stares. It sneers, bearing it's ivory fangs and inch from your suddenly thin skull. You quiet, the tears clinging to the fur around your seeing voids. The beast bends to the point where it can udder the quietest of a whisper into your ears. ''

"You got your wish. You took the items that others so fairly earned and they took their place in your inventory to gather dust. Your name was known, as was it feared along the farthest corners. Tales of you spread, lies of you spread, truths of your greed and your wealth spread. You cast this upon yourself when you came to me. When you summoned me. This..... Is your doing."

''You don't believe it. You won't believe it. You pound the ground like a sobbing child that this isn't your fault, that- that thing cursed you! It brought this upon you! All the guilt! The loss, the pain and the loneliness! It just watches. Slowly, it begins to fade. Your angered screams turn to shouts of sadness and begging. The fading pauses.....''

"You wish to have this undone? To never be known? To never have yours paws graze the surface of anything of value? To never have had this happen?"

''You nod, and think..... This will undo it. You will have everything back. Back as it was...... But a pain erupts in your very soul, as if it has cracked. Your fur has been covered in tar. it hardens, and your pelt is now as black as a dead soul. Your eyes have become forever black, staring into the voids of your curse. The beast lets out a deep sigh.''

"This is what you wished."

''And fades. You hear nothing. You feel... So empty. You begin to walk aimlessly, as you will for the rest of your pathetic eternal life. You are the Lost. ''

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''This is what you get for seeking riches. ''

-The Phantom Writer