- You're in the center of a large, burnt clearing, beyond which lays thick forest.
- You're on a pile of burning logs.
- You are the fire.
Some sort of charred husk is tied to your, for lack of a better word, feet. It reeks of pork. What is pork again?
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The breeze picks up and you swell to twice your previous size temporarily. As the clouds above move out of view, a bright light pulls your vision upward. There, between massive stormfronts, is a bright yellow light. You gaze upon it and feel an urge to...
Commands (type it in BOLD FONT in the comments):
Command (look at this, do this, do that, etc.)
Attack (bite this, slash that, stab my neighbor, etc.)