OMG OMG OMG

Have you ever had that friend that always wanted to go deeper in mysteries, and find the truth? Well, I am one of them. My brother was a coder, but didn’t really know anything else about the webs. He always made games that I would always play. One day, he made me a game called Ernesdo, Just.. It was supposed to be a shitty game. I started playing it. It was an rpg, completely from scratch. The story was that GOG100LOL stole everybody’s souls and turned them into divers. The enemies were just different kinds of divers, like, Slimer, Maxer, Diver, ∂ Diver, ß Diver, Ω Diver, etc. I was just playing the game casually, and at one point I ended up in Diversity. It was really diverse. I could see that the name was a pun of Diver and Diverse. When I was just going on a shopping spree, I hit 666 coins left. The shopkeeper said: You wouldn’t want more or less coins than that. I knew that my brother hates satanist jokes, or so. I called him, and he said he didn’t remember putting that in. I was creeped out, but I continued with my journey. Then, I found a stairway leading to the sewers. Apparently my brother didn’t code the sewers in, neither the staircase. When I entered it, a link appeared. It said https://omg.omgitsdrstereosthe.cancer/a8905sssh342333abB33KKyKKKhha_Uia. My brother told me that any site that ends with .cancer is an extreme virus, but holds a great treasure. He made me a anti-virus browser, and so I proceeded with going in. I typed in the link manually (as I had written it on a paper) and the first thing I saw was drstereos the cancer (ye ye). He then went neon, then rainbow, then black and white, and finally, satanist. He said lol, im satanist now, just.. And then my computer closed. It then sent smokes, and burned down. I got a message from someone called Totally Not Ernesdo and he said

OMG OMG IT’S DRSTEREOS THE CANCER, JUST…

DavidLLX5, you are the biggest cryed asshole this I know, after I helping you are you tryed to harass me, what is your fucking problem?

How did he know my real name, DavidLLX5? I was shocked at that moment. I dropped my phone, and ran away. Without realising it, my house turned into a corridor of Drstereos-es (the cancer-es) and when I looked back, John was running up to me, with a knife, and a normal smile. I ran as fast as my chubby legs could. I tripped, and cried: UGH FAGGOT KYS and then, a fraction of a second later…

I was dead.