Iron-Spidery

Alphonse chewed on a finely roasted slightly charred turkey leg.

Valerd who had his arms clutched around his chest, spoke out with teeth gritting.

"Pass a piece will you? I'm freezing."

"Yeah and I'm hungry."

Alphonse took another large generous bite for himself.

As of now other than the first spider encounter, it had been quite the lonely walk through the forest of ransom.

Valerd still clutched at straws, seemingly having caught some disastrous cold.

Although there was no path on the ground, the trees parted oddly, forming a foreign path if one concentrated and scouted the patterns.

Through this method, Valerd planned to guide himself and Alphonse through the forest of Ransom.

As they passed through, all at once apples began hitting the ground before rolling around.

Like a scene from a play.

Alphonse furrowed his brows whilst Valerd squinted his eyes.

Valerd: "Strange. The apples aren't meant to be dropping at this time of year."

Alphonse breathed out lightly.

"As long as it's not something to do with those spiders then it's irrelevant to our situation."

The two stoically walked on.

Alphonse looked around calmly.

"Once we reach the village, we ought to get some silver. I only have 4 silvers in my pockets. I'm assuming you don't have too much either?"

Valerd sighed.

"Nay. I've got 2 silvers left. Maybe going to the adventurer's guild of the village would do us some good."

Alphonse had a look of perplexion on his face.

"Would a small village like Bellerg really possess an adventurer's guild? I doubt there are nearby dungeons for miles."

Valerd recounted old words that he had been told.

"Well, apparently there's a titan present in Bellerg."

Alphonse stopped in his tracks. His head swerved left.

"Hah? A titan? Then how is the village still standing?"

Alphonse paused.

"Is it still standing?"

Valerd shrugged.

"It's not full grown yet since Titan's take centuries to grow to their full potential. No kingdoms or strong parties particularly wanted to put in the effort and sacrifice to slay the Titan since it's resources hadn't matured and hardened. Therefor it'll probably be a few more decades until a kingdom decides to wipe it off the map."

Alphonse raised his brows.

"And for the people of Bellerg, I suppose that means..."

Valerd nodded his head with a grimace.

"Yup. They're living next door to a Titan hidden in the mountain next door. Although it's sleeping that doesn't mean they can kill it. Bellerg's strongest Knight candidates all head to Aspelion given the chance anyways."

Alphonse tilted his head oddly.

"Well. I suppose with your magic and my blade, a junior-Titan could be defeatable. You know anything about it?"

Valerd glared at Alphonse.

"I don't know everything. The most I can fathom is that it should be something like a tortoise. Now obviously quite the large tortoise it should be but nevertheless just attack under it's stomach and it'll be pretty easy."

Alphonse nodded in confidence.

"How many silvers d'you reckon we can snatch for the kill?"

Valerd scratched his head.

"Maybe 50,60. Bellerg is quite the poor town after all."

Alphonse irked his face as he threw away the bone he had been scavenging meat from with his teeth.

"How big is this damned forest? I swear, once we get out of here it might as well be burned down once and for all."

Alphonse smirked.

"Would probably be a pretty big hit to the Orks world tree as well."

Valerd shut his mouth tightly, his eyes turning beady and rigid.

Alphonse looked back at him in confusion.

"You g-."

The tolling of a bell sounded. Although no bell was being interacted with, it had formed in Alphonse's mind.

Alphonse looked forwards.

There, standing on a huge lump of dirt and verdant grass was a squadron of wood-elves all dressed in pleasant greens. Alphonse's eyes darted across the group counting 6 but there were probably more lurking nearby.

The two parties stared across at each other tensely.

Alphonse half unsheathed his blade, the wood-elves were a fickle few. Too prideful for humans yet too weak and stupid for the high-elves. His expectations were 5 arrows aimed for his back within the next minute.

Alphonse gradually took his hood off his head.

"Need you anything of us? Elves of the forest?"

Alphonse called out, with some odd prickling sense on his shoulders. He felt cornered alongside Valerd.

An elf with long, studious black hair came to the front. Although all the elves were lookers he was clearly a step ahead of the rest. Alphonse deduced him as a half-elf.

He spoke with a cold tinge on his tongue.

"The mercy of the elves will allow you to turn tail and return to wherever you have crawled out from. You have no business here, as long as the Elves still roam the forests of Jorgut."

Alphonse sheathed his blade.

"And you are?"

The elf revealed himself.

"I'm- I'm the imposter."

Alphonse gasped.

"What? But I saw you do wires?"

The elf blushed.

"I-. I-. I faked the task..."

Alphonse felt betrayed.

"Valerd we need to vote him out-."

Valerd met his gaze silently.

"Alphonse... I'm sus."

Alphonse took a few steps back from the mere shock.

"There's no way..."

"I've known you for so long..."

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME."

Valerd sighed.

"I may be sus. And I may be a baka. But I will never... EVER... Become an imposter."

Alphonse grinned.

"There's my boy-."

Cretch.

Blood spurted out of Alphonse's back.

"Huh?"

Alphonse looked down.

Valerd has pushed a knife into his heart.

"V-Valerd... I thought you weren't the imposter..."

Valerd sighed, holding back cold tears.

"I lied."

"Because I'm sus."

Alphonse slowly fell to the ground, but a huge golden aura raged from his dying spirit.

"I won't die from one sus stab."

He stood up outraged.

"I WON'T LET YOU SELF REPORT."

Valerd gulped.

"H-how are you alive? I made sure to use my forbidden sus!"

Alphonse chuckled.

"All along... I was the sussiest. If you are only sus because you are an imposter..."

He looked up at the skies.

"Then maybe you shouldn't be an imposter."

Valerd fell to his knees, dominated by the sus.

Alphonse saluted.

"Whilst you spent your time faking tasks and killing crewmates, I was becoming sus. That is the difference between us."

"You were never truly sus."

"You merely adopted the sus when you became an imposter."

He patted Valerd on the shoulder.

"I was born in it."

"Shinei."

Boom.

Valerd was ejected.

Valerd was not the imposter.

Alphonse chuckled villainously.

"Fools. You were under my genjutsu my entire time."

"This isn't a fantasy novel. Nor is it a novel with any hope for the future."

"It's a game of among us."

"And now you're trapped here forever."

"Trapped in the sus."

He grasped the camera and smiled straight into it.

"Say goodbye."

The lights panned, the world spun.

"Sussy bakas."

(I'm not even going to bother grammarlying this stuff. But I guess this was truly a game of among us"_+_)