Alcar's Oddysee: Chapter I (The beginning of the end)
As darkness descended upon the factory the whirring could still be heard clashing against the sounds of the natural insects and birds. The factory was fairly new, it had only been built a few months ago. Already it was creating havoc for the nearby native Mudokons and the other creatures. The factory was called Flub Fuels and it was another Glukkon invention, or in other words, another moolah making factory.
The factory captured poor creatures called Mudflubs and sucked them dry of their insides by extremely harmful and painful means. These fuels would later be refined and used in Glukkon machines. The poor Mudflubs would eventually die while lying on a cold and hard floor, facing upwards into the ceiling, not knowing what would become of them. They would die without anyone by their sides and they would die forgotten.
It’s a cruel fate to any creature but this is what it is like in Oddworld, it is a horrible place for most. Yet the ones creating the horror are the ones that are better off. But the Mudflubs aren't the only creatures that are tortured, there are many more. They are all used and abused by the Glukkons to gain profit for themselves.
The sun had just gone down into the valley when a dark and short figure rose up. The figure was standing on the cliffs edge engulfed by the shadows of the night. The wind had picked up and his black coat was swaying with the wind. The figure was gazing silently at the factory listening to the whirring of its machines.
Then with one quick movement of the figures hand the whirring was silenced by the noises of a hundred Mudokon Tomahawkers and Mudarchers racing down the sides of the cliff. They were heading towards the factory and by the look on their faces they meant business. The dark figure hopped onto a Paramite and took off in front of the racing pack of Mudokon warriors. He was the leader and he was leading them into an unknown place…
Alcar's Oddysee: Chapter I (The beginning of the end)
