Gamers nightmare

Chapter 1: the begins
i am just your typical 13 year old boy who loves fortnite and cs:go quickscoping clans.

i remember, 2 years ago, the nightmare i had to witness, as i played fortnite past my bedtime. sometimes i lay awake at night, thinking about the horrible occurances of this event. and i have proof.

it was a saturday night, i had just finished doing my homework, as it was due tommorow and i hadn't done it all day. my mom told me i had 30 more minutes to play fortnite before i'd have to go to bed, else lord jeffrey would consume my soul. of course, i at first thought she was joking. it was nothing but a myth which parents would tell to future generations. though, when she told me some of the closer details about what jeffrey would do, what he smells like, what his gender is, i started believing her. obviously i did, i was an idiot manipulative 11 year old at the time. but what i saw that day was way worse...

i refused to listen to my parents, and played fortnite all night long, with my asian friend, ping pong.

i was on my 35th round when i heard an odd noise, sounding like a door being unlocked. i was joking to my friend about how there was a ghost in my house. but oh how much i wish i went to bed right after the 34th. i started hearing footsteps, that sounded like they came from downstairs, but i was in the belief they were simply audio coming from the game. only when i stood still while trying to snipe someone had i heard the footsteps really loudly, which ended up convincing me. someone was in my house.

Chapter 2: ping pong fucking dies
i asked ping pong to go check downstairs which he simply said, "shut up you fat ass bitch", as he tripped and fell down the stairs.

he died

he was screaming "OW MY FUCKING LEGS WHAT THE HELL JIBLET" so I think a monster killed him

so i went to check on him, and sure enough, he was dead. hyper realistic blood all over his body. his corpse smelled like rotten cheese. then i heard some footsteps, and i squeaked. then i saw 2 pairs of hyper realistic purple eyes. it looked like the hooded dude from fortnite i really liked. so i ran upstairs and hid in my orom. i closed the door and also put an anime bodypillow for good measure to keep the door closed. i tried to fall asleep but the monster kept spinning in a loud circle downstairs. so i just hid under my cover, hoping to be safe so i could play more forkknife.

Chapter 3: PURPLED EYED GUY???? PURPLE GUY??!?
i got the most i could out of my playtime, but in the middle of my 36th round, the purple eyed guy broke the door down and started beating me with a shoelace, all while i screamed in pain. i ripped his hood off, revealing a man. a man who was bald, a little over 6 foot tall. the man hid his face and ran out of my room, but before he did, he placed a lighter on the ground. that's when it hit me, he was trying to burn down my house. my wooden house. i picked up the lighter and threw it into my neighbors house, and got my piss to put out the fire. but the fire kept growing, regardless. i got an old bucket that was in my basement, when i saw the man with a bloody knife in the corner. he was hiding there, knowing that i would go into the basement like the fool i am. i tried running out, but the door was locked. as the man walked towards me, he spoke.

"finally, i have been waiting way too long. through all the poopeez and horses, through the banana chairs and crappy creepypastas, i have finally found you. now i shall consume your soul in the name of my father."

i had no idea who he was so i just said "lol" and broke the door down and ran away...

Chapter 4: the end
i woke up in a cold sweat today. it was a dream but something didnt feel quite right. i immediately texted my friend ping pong and he replied, but he didn't seem the same. he wasn't as talkative as normally, when we'd scream at 4 year olds on fortnite together, dancing atop their decomposing corpses. something was off. his profile picture on whatsapp began glitching and it changed it to jeffreys face, and the name was now "JEFFREY.EXE" i was so sc,ared

blood seeped out the edges of my phone and covered the entire screen, the phone shut down. i thought it was just a glitch

i got up from my bed, turned on the lights and rubbed my eyes, to be greeted by blood seeping from my room door. it wasn't over.

my parents built me a small shed in the backyard in which i store my laptop with a 10 terrabyte c drive. it was filled with scat porn. this has no relevance to the story.

i could feel jeffreys presence so i quickly grabbed a flashlight and fled into my shed. to my surprise, the shed floor was covered in blood-looking kool aid. haha isn't that silly ok< anyway i went onto my ipad to search up all knowledge of the beast, and where i'd least expect it, on the memepasta wiki, i found my answer. the secret to killing jeffrey?

was to pinch him.

i quickly ran out of the shed, slammed the door behind me, and sliced one of my hands clean off. the door was pretty sharp

this was an issue because now i couldn't play fortnite anymore bro how am i supposed to select the emotes so i could dance on those noobs if i only had 1 hand what is this shit dude i hate my fucking life i wish i was never born it's fucking meaningless what's the point why did we make the edge of the shed door so sharp bro im going to fucking bomb that shed i dont even give a fuck about the scat porn laptop i am fueled by hate

yet before i knew it i was face to face with him, the devil who had ruined my life in the past 2 hours. but his physique had changed.

his eyes were hyper realistic and there was hyper realistic blood seeping out of him. he was super fast, surrounded by fire, his eyes were red and he had a wide smile on his face

i looked him in the eyes, prepared for the ultimate attack, and with one of my one hands...

...i had done it.

and thus the bad man was banished once and for all. and i finally was able to play my 37th round of fortnite in peace.

my parents are brutally injured. they were probably fucking dead to be honest with you. ping pong was still alive and we play to this day and even if i've only got 1 hand left, i was still a fucking fortnite GOD. and now i'm writing this for those who are curious to hear my story. i am the 13 year old who had slain jeffrey.exe.

oh also i asked my best friend (not ping pong) to nuke my house because i wanted that fuck ing shed gone and the bombs are imminent so these are my last moments on earth goodbye

oh fuck here it comes

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