[TheKhanzumer]

I have decided to make this topic simply so that I will have something to post in when General Discussion is boring. It will be a collection of short little pieces of literary art about Oddworld. I got the idea from Chris the Slig's short story page. It will mainly focus on Zero, a mudokon, and his adventures with Abe's Marching Mudokons. Hopefully this will be entertaining for you.


Part One:

His name is Zero. Well technically he dosn't have a legal name, just like all the other mudokon slaves, but his fellow employees took to calling him that. Zero, a nothing, never to amount to anything. And so he has lived his life for eleven years. Never being raised above his original position at the Scrab Kennels of Rupture Farms, he has lived his entire life scrubbing blood stains from the floor. But, sadly, he has grown to enjoy his work. Manaul labor is Zero's true calling in life. He dosn't have ambitions, his black-and white striped loinclothe and washrag are all he needs in order to find happiness in the sadistic realm that is Oddworld. But unbeknowest to Zero fate has decided that he is destined for great things. Destiny works in odd ways.