The Wrath of Molluk
Hullo people! Welcome to the third installment to my series about Slaga. It is called "The Wrath of Molluk." Remember, Molluk doesn't look like himself. He looked like the mudokkon shepard, remember? Okay, don't read this if you haven't read:
#1-Slaga's Story
#2-Slaga's Faith *HIGHLY RECOMENDED*
Here we go!
Chapter 1: A message
In the kindom of Odd-heaven, there was Slaga. In a hut, sitting in a chair, looking into a omniscience mirror. On his side, there were his parents, Lou and Grily. "See anything?" Asked Lou. "Nope. Just another plain day." Replied Slaga. "Good. I don't want a burdon today." Said Grily. "Why is that, mother?" Asked Slaga. "Well." Grily started out, "the goddess of Oddworld told me that I have to have a small talk with her today. Oh, Odd knows what it's about."
Slaga stopped looking in the mirror for a while and then looked out the window. He saw Oddworld angles, both male, female, adult, child, were as busisy as bees out there. Suddenly, he saw Skaihera running down the streets. "A message to the goddess, a message to the goddess!" She yelled. Slaga went out the door and followed her. "A message?" Said Lou ponderously.
Slaga could overhear Skaihera's conversation with the goddess of Oddworld. "What is the message?" The goddess asked. "The shepard! The shepard! He is going to attack Oddworld!" Replied Skaihera. "The shepard? You mean Molluk, right?" Asked the goddess. Skaihera nodded. "Oh poor Oddworld. Get Slaga! He'll know what to do!" Ordered the goddess of Oddworld.
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