The citizens of DGamesia knew what was at risk. While their world was small and secluded in comparison to the vastness of the earth, let alone the universe, it was clear as day that the balance and continued sustainment of life was on the line.
After walking and digging through what felt like thousands of layers within the salt mines, the group finally came across a massive door with various drawings of Fire Emblem women riding salt-encrusted Arcanines etched in. It was finally time.
"aight team. split up. nabe, you and your unit check the left corner. bard, you scout the upper levels. gorf, you just continue streaking. the rest of you come with me...we're goin in," ordered a staunch marshy, hell bent on bringing back Gheb no matter the cost.
"But...Commander marshy, sir, you're taking a bulk of our squad into the deepest and densest concentrations of salt known to man. I mean no disrespect sir, but this is a suicide mission!" cried a relatively new DGames recruit.
marshy walked over and came face to face with the new DGamer.
"we aint leavin without gheb. the very fabric of reality is held up by ghebs salt. the world economy is crashing as it is. sacrifices will have to b made. stand down soldier or you will get hardbodied...an you know i love a good hardbody"
The new DGamer wept as he recalled being recently lynched on Day 1 by the HBC. He quickly stepped back and away from marshy, his head now hanging low.
marshy turned to the rest of the DGamers, nodded, then turned to face the door.
"i aint one to knock...lets do this"
With a single punch, the door leading to Gheb's lair was blown apart. Although they were apprehensive, the residents of DGamesia knew what they had to do and slowly walked inside.