Posted on January 1, 1  •  One minute  • 69 words

My dad was trying to kill me with a scythe and I had to deflect his attacks using a machete. It was like a rhythm game because he was attacking to the beat of one of the Crypt Of The Necrodancer songs. I missed one parry and got cut on my arm, it felt real. But I eventually found an opening and stabbed my machete right through his head.