Wits

A lone 18 wheeler is seen crossing driving through the empty landscape of the easter American plain long plains of empty space everything slowly disappearing into its usslisnes every place driven into a corner of uslesnes every establishment disappearing as if they've lost there purpose as the big truck traverse the plains little by little getting to its fairy tail destination passing by  by glowing crystals popping from the ground some in mishaped square clusters other just long crystals poking from the ground some just spreading into the flat ground to give light in this world that was shrouded in a eternal eternal darkness ever since magic returned or in a sense surprised everybody by its existence giving the rise of a new age of entertainment because that is the only way or the reason to use magic or perhaps it was all a lie they where tricked by the sweet temptation and tricked themselves into thinking the way they used it was the right way poor folks even they didn't know what to do with it when the very myths  that where in books or tales of old tales of hope that eatch parent told their children after or if they nagged before a good night sleep  , those very myths sprung from the books  and arose as diffrient groups clumped into all their own designated myths into one 9fth tall fighter famose ones  like king arthur or santa clause  captivating  the audience including the very holidays and seasons affected the surroundings suddenly every detrimental law of the world changed the very water of the ocean disappeared next the sky was darkened as to creat the very seeing for  these fairy tales but it wasn't bad in no way whatsoever to the people liquid was replaced by the very milk that the planet resided on a universe called the milky way there was cake almost everywhere just get a shovel and dig the ground up it will surprise you on what flavors you get but in such greatness the people stopped farming for their food they themselves didn't even considered themselves  people anymore some going into honorifics and calling themselves based on myths like a king a queen a Egyptian pharo going as far as dressing themselves as the very thing they called themselves some drapping with old armor chained and steel armor then the next day armor as clothes was the new fashion but with all this the people lost themselves becoming mean and bitter forgetting and neglecting the very responsibilities they had to themselves some going as far to abandon their children but with a fantasy filled space the children where likely to make.it farther that the parents that abandoned them .

The lone driver on his trucker finally made it to his destination another miracle that was brought on or replaced by magic is that direction seem closer than they are as the driver before he set on the rode from his residence had received  a invitation or message carried by a bird nothifing  him of a group match of wrestling where 3 vs 3 was the match set up for the grand prize of clearing the winner name of any trubling honorifics and getting a better place to live yeah even magic replaced money as if sending this whole place devolving back to the middle ages .

The truck rolled in into a truck stop that was in Germany  far of into the distance you could see the arena they would wrestle was in a castle a higher point majestic castle in all its glory  , the trucked parked near large mushroom out in the open filled with a bush of roses , as the man or teen set his eyes onto the spectacle with tired sad blacked eyes just looking at the castles glowing siting there without movement softly saying to himself don't end up like your father and with the lullaby of his voice he felt asleep , 

 A tall figure with no face his insides hollow as to state nothing was in their glowing his exterior cald with stars a figure of a man that was the constellation of orion blacked with lines to outline the figures structure trowed  punch to a mythical creature that had double gg as a face and was called father g representing the myth of a grandfather clock bell and time itself ,  the bell fighter pulled a weapon the shape of a wooden clock and bell and slashed it at the direction of orion the star myth orion ducking under  the slash and punching up and.eipping the grio of of its weapon as orion pushed him and stood up to reach to its back  and pulling a bow of stars and shooting arrows at the contender and piercing him to fall into defeat the belled wrung three times and the whole crowed went willed as he put the book down that was used to control the constellation fighter as they all celebrated him himself basking in the glory of victory all to.himself. ,

Bam bam bam ! He sprung up from his death by surprise not knowing if he was in the dream or not and was doing small noises of victory chants to himself which the six bang on his truck he heard hey get ready the match is about to start get your fighters ready , that man left he grabbed his cowboy hat and put it on ,common you can do this you can't afford to fail .