User blog:Sfvm1exe/Fictional Calamity REAWAKENED: Prologue

In a room with a carousel without horses and other ridable things, a jester rests.

Jevil, the name of this jester, is waiting for someone to find the key to his cell (or, to him, his freedom). It's a long wait, and-

Wait, what's that noise?

Jevil looks over at were the noise came from and saw a man wearing a lot of gear and goggles (like he was walking in a desert) accompanied by two heavily armed men with the same type of goggles on walking out of a portal.

Jevil, exited people are joining him in his freedom, bounces over. "WELCOME, WELCOME! I HAVEN'T SEEN PEOPLE FREE LIKE ME IN A LONG TIME!"

"Silence, clown. I'm not here to play your numbers game. " The heavy geared man said, holding his hand up to Jevil's face to silence him.

Jevil frowned. "I'M A JESTER." His wide soon returned. "BUT THAT'S OKAY! WE COULD DO OTHER THINGS!"

A table soon appeared in front of Jevil with a coffee machine, a teapot, and a chessboard with chess peices on it. He mpved over to side of the table with the coffee machine and went from there. "DO YOU WANT COFFEE? TEA? A DIFFERENT GAME?" He knocks the peices off. "IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE CHESS!"

"I said SILENCE!" The man shouted, before he and the men accompanying him walked over to a stone door.

Wait... that door wasn't there before.

Jevil tilts his head in curiousity.

The man pulls out a key, then inserts it into the door's keyhole, unlocking it.

Afterwards, he opens the door, then pulls out an orb with a dark cloudlike thing inside it. "Finally. The Orb of Grand Oblivion is mine." He begins laughing.

Jevil, on the othe hand, gasps. "THAT'S THE ROYAL FLUSH! IF I KNEW THAT WAS HERE, I WOULD'VE FREED EVERYONE FROM THE PRISON THE KINGS MADE AROUND THEM!"

"Do you not know what silence means?" The man snaps at Jevil, then returns his gaze to the orb. "I need to find the othe peices to restore it to it's full destructive power." He begins walking away, a portal appearing in front of him, the armored men following him, and Jevil staring. The man turns toward Jevil. "Be ready, little clown, for the rise of Oblivium is just beginning."