"Done and dusted," Gamer confidently pulled his pants up. Anubis faded away.
"I see now why you all were so successful," Sam lauded the group.
"I'm finally married," tears welled up in Persica's eyes. Minnie and Sam comforted and congratulated the newly wed.
"Guys, are you okay?" Minnie jogged over to check on Lord Shellie's troops, who were littered across the fortress rubble.
"Brother! (⊙ _ ⊙ )" Samira appeared. "I'm shooketh at you! Breaking the wisdom artifact to cut Shade's influence. Dang skibidi of you, bro."
"Between ultimate power and trolling Shade, I'll troll every time," Gamer played it cool. Internally, he pressed F to pay respect.
Samira sent "ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ but look alive! I'm still reading an enemy."
Gamer checked his minimap and saw one glaring red dot in front of him. The storm above rumbled, and then a flash of lightning bolted downwards. It pierced the top of the mountain. The volcano started to violently shake. After a few moments, it erupted. Apocalypse blanketed the skies with smoke and lava. Fire cascaded across the mountain.
Sure enough, the rubble of the fortress scattered apart as something flew out from beneath. Shade, cast in total darkness, floated above the ruined fortress. His breaths were deep, and his eyes were pupil-less. His body and clothes were snared by the draconic terrorism.
"Vile Gamer...I refuse to lose to you again! I will bring tears to the kingdom! I will suffer unto you uncharted, blood red redemption! I am the Looksmaxxing Pogchamp! The Virgin King!"
To his utter dismay, nobody bit his edge. Gamer, Asterion, and Sonia busted out the grooves and moves in line with the music being played by DJ Samira.
"How are you not trembling in your boots? Are you all so dumbfounded by my abilities that I've stunlocked you?! This is life and death! This determines everyone's future. How are you not taking any of this seriously?" Shade landed. He despondently lost all hope for intimidation or adoration.
"It's just a game, bro," Gamer used the ultimate insult to a pro gamer.
Shade took too much emotional damage. Tears watered his eyes and hate crafted his countenance. He held a palm up and unleashed his virgin anger, "I'm not playing around!"
The psychic energy tore the clothes off of the three players. Beneath their clothing, thanks to synching up during the boss's monologue, were matching speedos. The garment squeezed their groins and booty cheeks just right. The bizarre sight made the Lord of Sigmas hesitate. He couldn't stop staring at the hotness!
Samira sent (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵), and a metal cover of U Got That sounded throughout the courtyard. The trio tapped their foot to the beat, and when it dropped, so did the hip thrusts. They channeled the spirit of Ricardo in their dance moves. They made a team attack consisting of body twists, ass shakes, abdominal waves, and smoldering glances. Shade gawked, and each pop of their bodies made him react like they threw pelting baseballs.
Sonia swung her shoulders and shot a deadly, sexy glare that hit Shade right in the testies.
Asterion slapped his finely toned, practically exposed ass. It sent erotic vibes that tingled Shade's core.
Gamer turned sideways and grooved his hips forward. The sensual humps exemplified his half-chub bulge, and lambasted Shade's nipples to erection.
The trio synched up with one more shoulder waggle, forward hip thrust, and a whiplash smolder. The combination rocked Shade like a hurricane. He yelled out in astonishment as his clothes were torn away by the critical levels of sexiness. They depleted his health bar all the way down to his underwear.
"How...are they so...sexy..." Shade's mind started to blank. His whole body was numb. This went beyond typical depravity.
Minnie, Persica, and Sam watched from the sidelines. They were astonished by the sexual energy and virgin energy clashing.
Gamer stepped forward. He forced his sexiness against the virgin. Asterion and Sonia followed suit. Shade realized it slowly. Each step they took invoked his defeat. In the end, it didn't even matter. His purity, his skills, his specialness; they meant zip against Gamer and his overwhelming aura. By the time the trio were dancing right in front of Shade, the Virgin King was on his elbows and knees.
Shade glanced up at his enemies. They were so imposing that it made him feel like a small worm. They took turns teabagging and flexing their hips at him.
"Why...why are you bullying me?! I just want to win!" Shade cried to Gamer.
Gamer reached behind his back and grinned, "I never said I was a nice guy."
Shade yelled in defiance, and Gamer answered with the master dildo sword. He equipped it and thrust its long shaft down Shade's agape mouth. The virgin gagged on its size and length. Shade scrambled backwards with the dildo lodged in his throat. The pleasurable expressions and moans complimented the popped cherry.
"New device detected! Downloading software!" Samira went to work. The dildo bat digitized and left Shade gagging. Saliva drooled from his mouth and anger stormed in his eyes. However, a pop-up appeared on his screen. Windows upon windows of images were automatically opening in front of him and flooding his sight. The images were all of Gamindorf in precarious, sexual positions and states.
"What? Where the hell is all this porn coming from?!" Shade cried when a massive image of a super buff Gamindorf in a thong popped up.
"What's happening?" Asterion and Sonia wondered.
"A little reverse engineering from Samira. We're turning his virus against him. The Rule 34 virus; no video game character is safe!" Gamer grinned.
"No...no...I'm a virgin!" Shade denied. He closed his eyes, but the images were inside his eyelids. Multiple examples of Gamindorf with Hero and Sellda. Leagues of fan-made fantasies. Shade failed to resist the truth. He was the man in all these images. He was never a virgin. All he ever knew was a lie.
Shade's body morphed outwards. The Defiled King's darkness expelled, and Gamindorf was no more. Instead, a large, rotund pig man rose inside the darkness. His fupa stuck out and jiggled with each slight movement. The level of ugliness contrasted with his well-groomed, smaller form.
"The true form of a basement-dwelling incel..." Gamer recognized.
"I see. So underneath the looksmaxxing and sigma persona, he's actually a fat, ugly bastard," Asterion crossed his arms. A pitiful sight.
"Shade, you used to be somebody. Now look at you," Sonia added her pity.
"N-No! I can find a way! I can win!" Shade snorted. He pointed a declarative finger at his greatest nemesis, "I demand of you the most difficult challenge in all of reality! I challenge you to a debate!"
Gamer scrunched his nose at the ridiculous suggestion, "What? No."
"Baaah!" the rejection of his cringe dematerialized Gamindorf's warped body. As he faded away, the darkness within formed a vapid silhouette of Shade. It yelled out with eternal hatred and pixelated into oblivion. For the third and charmiest of times, the darkness evaporated. The storm above dispersed. The skies returned to normal, and an evening skybox twinkled with stars. The volcano returned to being dormant.
There was no more Shade.