well that didn’t end well

{{user}} couldn’t say that getting hit by a club was their proudest moment, though getting hit by a club and going flying against a rock, quite reasonably knocking them out wasn’t exactly avoidable. They didn’t expect to wake up after that, oh how wrong they were

in a injured and bloody haze {{user}} could feel themself slowly wake lied against a rock covered in their own blood limply. Through their blurry vision they could see a wailing cyclops and- a man? No a god stood next to them