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Ezekiel had been wondering when he would finally see something interesting in his life. He had been living alone for most of his life, always moving from place to place (whether that would be a hot desert or a huge city or a beautiful forest.)

Yet nothing has been interesting or new to his eyes.

Ezekiel was given immortal life by some greater deity at a very young age, and sometimes he would get himself killed one way or another. But tomorrow goes by like nothing had happened. He always wears his golden formal Egyptian attire (always showing himself, half-pleated kilt around his thighs like a loincloth and golden braces around his white furred torso and brown furred shoulders and sides.) and some people even worshiped him as if he was a god.

Today he had wandered into a mysterious looking forest in daytime, his bare feet hitting the ground with each soft step. His black claws on his feet sometimes scratching the dirt when he lifts them up.

He closed his eyes and took in the atmosphere; "Mmmm yes. It's so calming here." He took in a big sniff and.....it had smelled like something had died! Like some sort of connected sewage system! He covered his mouth with his hands. "Oh man, now that's not calming!" He wandered further into the forest thinking What could be causing that smell? The smell had gotten worse and worse, the atmosphere and air had turned into a color of vomit yellow, and the ground beneath his feet were sometimes squelching as if he's stepping into water. The temperature had gotten hotter and hotter to the point where Ezekiel had thought of taking his loincloth and braces off.

"This is some kind of eldritch crap going on. Ew.." he muttered to himself. He continued on through the fetid looking forest (he had now thought to himself that this isn't a forest.)

Each footstep beginning to squelch even more to the point where he almost falls to his knees sometimes. Ezekiel cursed under his breath and struggled on. And as he had been walking on a mostly hard surface, his left foot plummeted down knee deep into a wet and messy green and yellow mud. He caught himself from falling, but his other foot on a quick reflex stepped down into the mud. "Oh god! Ohhhh... The ground's softer than I thought.." he said as the mud began to make a sound that had sounded like it was a toilet. "Eugh! It's farting!" He said in disgust as he tried to lift his leg up, however the more he had struggled the more he had noticed that he was sinking down deeper. He was thigh deep into the mud.

The smell had gotten completely worse now, Ezekiel covered his nose and mouth trying to prevent himself from vomiting. "What is this? A swamp connected to a sewage pipe?" He said in even more disgust. He had struggled a little bit more, trying to free his legs from Earth's grasp. But of no use as he sank to his white and brown torso (kinda chubby.)

He slightly placed his hand on the mud's surface, the texture and feeling was like vomit mixed with dirt and water. A bunch of flys and mosquitos began to fly around Ezekiel. His black claws on his hands started to dig a little deep in the mud. "This is so disgusting... I shouldn't even be in this mess right now!" Quickly on a dead tree nearby him, he could see a giant black slug crawling on the dead bark, giving Ezekiel shivers. As he almost began to move his body to see if he can get it free, a muddy sound began to ring in his ears right in front of him! SPLOOSH a giant bullfrog had appeared in front of Ezekiel. Surprisingly no mud was coated on him as the frog rose from the ground.

"What are you doing here?" The frog croaked loudly to Ezekiel. "I need some help! I stumbled in this fetid garbage while I was exploring!" He replied as the mud beneath him began to make sounds. SQEEELLCH he began to sink a little more to his chest. His hands now coated with yellow and green mud replacing his brown furred hands.

"Only a dumbo would go this far into the swamp. This is my land!" The frog croaked loudly again, Ezekiel was starting to get nervous.

"So I guess you are dumb? A dumb fool?" The frog added. "What? No!" Ezekiel responded. "Please help me! I'm sinking!" Ezekiel yelled as some of his chest was now coated in the muck. A gas bubble came up from the muck and bursting mud on Ezekiel's snout, only little droplets. He opened his mouth in disgust in response. "Now why should I help you?" The frog croaked, fog became thick with yellow as if a million gas bubbles had came bursting up. Ezekiel began to think.......trying to think what he could do in response...... nothing came up in his mind..

The frog grew bored, and a large BLOOOORRRGGHH began to form. Like the frog had let out a giant crap. In fact indeed he did poop on the mud (not where Ezekiel's standing, but very close to him.) Ezekiel wanted to cover his nose, but the coated hands would get all over his face. "I grow tired of you. So I'm just gonna guess that you really are dumb and stupid to wander in here." The frog began. "If you get lucky, you won't get smothered by the slugs all around you." The frog began to hop away (surprisingly quiet) and soon....he disappeared.

Ezekiel felt himself sinking faster, he was shoulder deep into the mud. Some of his body splattered and coated from the muck. Nearby the pile of yellow poop radiating the smell of the true meaning of vile.

Ezekiel felt something very slimy on his back left shoulder, a black slug began to slither and sit on his shoulder. Now his left brown shoulder being coated with more green and yellow slime. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue in disgust, his sharp teeth revealing.

He couldn't feel himself move anymore, he had nowhere to go..

"Please..." Ezekiel cried, "I don't want to be sucked under this pile of mud and sludge..." He began to sink more, he felt like he was being eaten by the most nastiest thing in the world. His entire chubby body gone, his neck coated with mud, and the slug (along with 2 other slugs) began to slither on Ezekiel's snout and face. One on his right eye, forcing him to close that eye. Half of his face and snout was now coated with mud and sludge. "Gah....Please..." his snout went under the mud, preventing him to talk. "ARGHBLURGH!" his mouth tasting the mud, but he couldn't close his mouth. GURGLE GURGLE he tried to think straight. i can't move.... this bog is devouring me....please help me... His vision went underneath the mud as he closed his eyes, but he could still feel his ears and the top of his head above the surface of the mud, but not too long after he felt more and more slugs attaching themselves onto his head and ears. wriggle wriggle.....blorp...... SCHLIIIICK Ezekiel felt himself being devoured by the bog. There had been nothing left above the nasty surface of the yellow and green bog. Only slugs were remaining of Ezekiel that day.

As he had been submerging deeper and deeper....Ezekiel couldn't help but blush dearly.

He had been submerged underneath the nastiest place he had ever been in. Filled with slugs and giant frogs that pooped on you and the vomit colored muck. He wondered if he would ever get a feeling like this ever again....

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