I was tired to die every time to puny outlaws, so I started a new demigod character specialized in axe fighting.
After a few weeks of killing night creatures or outlaws on his own and grabing decent armor pieces, he was acclaimed in every hamlet as the greatest hero of the empire. The emperor himself demanded him, and he had to cross the entire continent, slicing ennemies of the people and getting attacked by boogie men. The lord asked him to kill a dragon, and he started to gather brave men from all over the country to slay the mighty beast. But while visiting a fortress to recruit soldiers, he opened the gates to discover 5 horses waiting for him, and they almost trampled him to death, leaving him heavily crippled, with almost every bone of his body crushed, his spines destroyed, and with one hand teared appart.
He tried to buy a crutch, but his wounds were too deep to be able to walk anyway, and he went mad with anger and bitterness from this anti-climatic ending, so he murdered the shopkeeper with a copper carving fork, packed the body in his backpack, and crawled his way to the imperial palace. The guard tried to stop him, but he butchered them all with his alder crutch, strangled the emperor with his only hand, and crushed his head with his own severed hand.
After that, he stayed for ever alone in the empty throne room of the castle, playing with the bodies he collected on his way...
What have I become '=/