Thy Sword! Bless me.

It was a beautiful sunny day just like any other..."Like hell its a beautiful sunny day, you can clearly see heat waves! Look, another one collapsed." Erm...

In this overly exagerated weather that this novel is plotting, a teenager 16-17 years old, sitting his ass off like a couch potatoe fanning his fan in this beautiful sunny...no, overly exagerated weather.

"Achoo! Why do i feel so insulted?" The teenager rubbed his nose. He thinks his cool rubbing his nose like that but it's the exact opposite, his face was even worst than shit. With his overly fat face and body even the chair is hanging on its last breath, even saying his face is worst than shit is kinda high praise.

"Whose bad-mounthing me?! Roll our for me!" on his fat face potrude a non-existent veins. Stomping his feet, he felt insulted.

"If i find out who you are I'll chop your head off." Again 'Non-existent' veins popped out. Reaching his hand out on those pile of empty instant noodles for he was hungry.

"Hmmm...? There's none left? How's this possible? I bought 1000 of them!" Noticing that there weren't anymore pig foo... I mean instant noodles, he grumbled.

Man! This pig's room is in a mess! You can see pile of tissue paper stack in a corner, empty pile of Instant noodles, and pile of littered hentai mags also some porn mags this room was a mess. This is no more different than a pigsty.

"F&#k! Who tf??" The pig turned looked around but noticed no one. "Whoever you are I'll find you!" The pig shouted.

"Dason! Get your fcking ass down here, Now! Who are you shouting at for?!" An angry yell of a middle aged woman that instantly turned the pig pale.

"Okay Mom!" The pig struggled to stand up after some difficulty he finally stood up, hurriedly.

"Who were you shouting at for?!" The middle aged woman said.

"No one, Mom. I was playing a game." Dason timidly replied. Well, would you looked at that the narrator finally stated the pigs name.

"Always playing those damn Games! When will you lose that fat of yours?! Even random people say 'Fat Pig Monster'everytime they saw you."

"Erm... Can't I be fat?" Dason almost choked on those words.

"What?! Talking back now? Go buy some Oil, now!" The woman reprimanded.

The pig cowered and hurriedly said. "Yes, mons... Mother."

"What? I dare you say it again." The woman grown some horns and breathed fire.

"Nothing!" For the first time ever a pig running is faster than Usain bolt.

"Geez, can that old woman be more lenient to me." Dason sighed while walking. "So hot! I'm gonna get cooked. Why am i so unlucky?"

While walking he could clearly see the sun heat wave and his sight blurry from it and also beacuse of his sweat.

Walking another step he finally collapsed. "Fck why am i so unlucky? Is this it? Am i gonna die of heatstroke? Or am i gonna get cooked alive?"

A smell floated and some stray cat and dogs smelled a wonderful fragrance, but the moment thet arrive they saw a fat pig being cooked. How tragic!