Chapter CCXXV: He Has Arrived ~Grimace Death

After coming to earth through hell, GD was astonished. It had over 350 years since he had last set foot on earth, in 1649. Now, the world was different. There was a mysterious black river right in front of him. There were Giant noisy birds that flew above him. There were large fast creatures with wheels swimming over the black river. He thought for a moment. "Car Crashes" Now he knew. People he had met in hell said they had died in car crashes. The creatures on the black river were Cars. But they weren't swimming, they were running. Grimace Death slowly stepped onto the edge of the black river. It held his weight. Unknowingly, he ventured out further into the middle, as a car that was on course to hit him swerved off the road and into a telephone pole. The driver flew out through the windshield and landed on his neck. He was dead. Grimace Death walked over to the man plunged his fist forward, revealing his staff. He chanted the word "GORHANAGHON" and a sparkly blue mist rose from the body of the recently deceased. It hovered above the body for a moment, and then, as suddenly as the crash had happened, the mist was sucked into the glowing red sphere on top of the staff.
Grimace Death turned and started to walk away, feeling refreshed.
"Ahhh," he said to himself, "I haven’t stolen a soul in a long time."

He walked on.
As he walked he made observations. He learned that the giant birds he heard overhead were machines called Planes, and that the black river was actually a road. He saw people driving and riding bikes. He walked into a building and sat down. As he did, it squeaked and sounded like a fart. He chuckled silently to himself. As he sat, he took some time to think.
"Why am I here?" he pondered to himself. "What am i supposed to be doing?"
"What will it be?"

GD looked up to see a middle aged woman in an apron, holding a pen and notepad.

"Well, what do you want to eat?"
"Oh, I'll have a dodo egg..." GD replied not realizing that they were now extinct.
"Ok," replied the lady as she wrote on her notepad. "One plate of scrambled eggs coming up."

She turned and hurried off.
"Thank you," he replied, trying to sound human. He hated doing though. He hated every minute of it. All he wanted was to be back in hell, serving his master. Just then he heard something. He looked up and saw a black box over on the counter, with a moving picture in it. He overheard someone saying "turn up the TV."

So, it’s called a TV, he thought to himself.

He looked back at the "TV." The lady on it was talking about a massive fire, and lots of deaths. That’s when it hit him. Deaths. Grimace Death was here to cause deaths. Pain and suffering.

"But" he wondered, "if big diasters like this fire happen all the time, causing lots of deaths won't be good enough."

Then he figured it out. He wasn't supposed to cause a few deaths, or even millions of deaths. He was to kill everyone. He was to cause the Apocalypse.