'Why the fuck did I do that?' was the first thing shooting through Kyle's mind as he grabbed the top of the turtle's injured head.
Before Kyle could even activate his drill, he was already pulled back into the turtle shell.
But it didn't stop there!
The next moment, the turtle's head pulled downwards, and he was pulled into a massive hole.
Kyle was pushed against the walls of the hole, and he felt his back being ripped apart.
He gritted his teeth and finally managed to activate the drill before ramming it into the top of the turtle's head.
Almost immediately, the force on Kyle's back intensified, and he felt his bones crack.
The turtle wanted to turn him into a smear of blood on the wall!
Kyle's eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth as he put as much force on the drill as possible.
CRRRRRRR!
But then, the drill started to have difficulties after hitting the turtle's massive skull.
It still continued drilling, but it was much slower than before.
The next moment, Kyle no longer felt the walls touching his back, and he knew what was about to happen.
The turtle's head moved away from the wall, and the next moment, it rammed its head back into the wall with more force.
CRK!
Kyle's spine broke, and a good chunk of blood was squeezed out of his mouth.
Breathing became impossible.
However, the force of the slam also gave the drill enough force to break through the skull.
Somehow, Kyle still managed to keep the drill in his grip, and it continued moving erratically in the turtle's skull.
The turtle's body started to twist and turn uncontrollably.
'Hold the drill!' was the only thing Kyle could think.
The drill kept absorbing Kyle's energy, and he felt like he was about to drift away into unconsciousness.
And then, the drill stopped.
Kyle's heart nearly stopped beating.
The drill was out of energy!
Kyle was out of energy!
The head and neck of the turtle still kept jerking uncontrollably, and Kyle received another couple of hits to his broken back.
Luckily, the hits were not nearly as strong as they used to be.
In desperation, Kyle swallowed a mouthful of the blood he was continuously being drenched in.
Two seconds later, the drill reactivated.
'More!'
Kyle consumed as much as he could, and his broken arm chaotically moved around with the drill in its hand.
Chunks of brain flew everywhere, and Kyle kept consuming them ravenously.
Finally, the head stopped moving and slumped powerlessly.
Only the faint traces of muscle twitches could be felt coming from the turtle.
'Is it dead?' Kyle thought.
The next moment, Kyle felt an irresistible urge to pass out, and with his last thought, he barely managed to deactivate the drill.
Kyle lost consciousness.
Nothing.
An unknown period of nothing passed.
Confusion.
That was the first thing Kyle felt after waking up.
Nothing around him made sense.
Pain.
That was the next thing Kyle felt.
'Ah, my back!' he thought as he slowly regained clarity.
Next came weakness.
Kyle could barely move his body.
As he kept laying on his back, Kyle slowly remembered what had happened.
'Fantasy land,' he thought as he looked up.
Right now, Kyle laid on his back, looking up at something bizarre.
It was a gigantic flail.
Near the ceiling, Kyle saw a green sphere with many bony spears coming out of it, which were digging into the walls.
'What the fuck is that?' he thought.
The next moment, something in the middle of the flail started to open.
Kyle watched in confusion as something black came out of the hole.
And a moment later, it fell onto his lying body.
The thing that fell on him was warm and relatively soft.
'Fuck!' Kyle shouted as he lost all the weakness in his body and jumped up. 'That's fucking shit! Like, actual, literal shit!'
As he jumped up, he noticed that the ground beneath him was not stable.
It felt like mud.
When he looked down, he was greeted with an entire room filled with shit.
"Fuck!" Kyle shouted as he jumped to grab one of the bony spikes coming out of the flail.
Kyle righted himself on the bony spike and started to desperately claw the shit away from his body.
'That's fucking disgusting!'
For the next few minutes, he did his best to clean his body with the earth around him, and he also got rid of all of his shit-covered clothing.
'I need a shower, stat!'
Fittingly, Kyle noticed a stream of blood running down the spikes.
'Wait, is that…?'
Kyle climbed higher on the spurs and squeezed through a gap between the flail and the walls.
Sure enough, the next thing he touched was the green scales of the turtle.
Slowly, the turtle's anatomy started to make sense.
'It's like one of these fucking sea worms. Hobbit worm? Bobbip worm? Bobbit worm? It was called something like that!'
The turtle was a very long worm.
Almost all of its body was underground, inside the gigantic hole.
The flail was its ass, and the bony spurs gave it a stable hold that allowed it to move with extreme speed and power.
'That thing is dead, right?' Kyle thought.
'Has to be. Look at all that blood. Also, I think I ate a good chunk of its brain earlier.'
The next moment, an unimaginable rush of excitement washed over Kyle.
'I killed it!'
'I fucking killed it!'
'I killed that fucking thing!'
Kyle remembered how terrifying that turtle had been.
He had been helpless in front of it, and he had fled like a pussy in the beginning.
But somehow, he ended up killing it!
The image of the turtle chasing him ran through his mind.
It had been so insanely fucking intimidating!
'But I killed it!'
'I actually killed such a monster!'
Sadly, Kyle's excitement was dulled by the brutal hunger he suddenly felt.
'A feast for the victor!'
'I can have as much of the turtle as I want now!'
'But first…'
Kyle started to climb the long neck of the turtle until he reached its head.
When he saw the drill stuck inside its head, he sighed in relief.
'Fuck, I was afraid that it fell down, and I had to search through that huge pile of shit.'
The next moment, Kyle smirked victoriously.
'Time to chow!'
He activated the drill and cut off a big chunk of meat.
He threw it into his mouth, and for the first time…
'That tastes amazing!'