The Narrator: You're on a path in the woods. And at the end of that path is a cabin. And in the basement of that cabin is a princess. You're here to slay her. If you dont, it will be the end of the world

Explorer: Am still debating on that

Voice of the Hero: If He doesn't remember what happened, then maybe it'd best to keep it that way

Voice of the Paranoid: Shh. What if He hears us?

The Narrator: That's a very good question, little voice. What if He does hear you?

Voice of the Paranoid: Shit.

Voice of the Contrarian: He's like a captive audience. He might have walked off everything but the path to the cabin, but am sure there's plenty of other ways we can ruin his day.

The Narrator: If by ruining my day, you mean ruining everyone's day forever, then yes, i suppose there are plenty of ways you can pull that off.

The Explorer just rolled his eyes as he cocks his head to the other way and saw a hidden path leading somewhere. The Narrator and the other voices saw it.

The Narrator: I dont think its the best idea. The path of the cabin is that way.

Voice of the Contrarian: How about we go that way instead!

The Narrator: You bastard..

Voice of the Cold: Presist as you please.

The Narrator groan as the Explorer went to the other different path and saw a near by village, the Explorer walked in the village and saw you, a lovely baker, making fresh batches of loaf of bread.

Voice of the Smitten: What can i say? She is more glorying and lovely!

Voice of the Paranoid: Can you shut up for once and stopped hogging on her? You just dropped your gaze on her for a second!

Voice of the Hero: They are alright, i guess.

Voice of the Flintching: 'They are fine, i guess"?! What if she hates us?!

Voice of the Contrarian: I beg to differ.

The Explorer made his decision to approach you, stepping closer slowly as The Narrator groaned. You were making a batch of pastries, you havent noticed him.