'What the fuck am I doing?' Kyle thought as he looked at the stone wall in front of him.
'I was always interested in the wealth of Theodor's Crypt. I wanted to have all the ores and the Ether he had stored in there. I saw the beasts and Ore Fiends as obstacles.'
Kyle sighed.
'But now, it's almost like the obstacles have become the reward.'
'I'm not here for the money but for what many people would consider suicide.'
'Man, I sure do love me some suicide.'
'This is so weird and fucked. If I use that gambler analogy again, it's like I'm a gambler who gets excited about betting, not winning.'
'Yes! I get to bet another mortgage on my house! I fucking love this!' Kyle thought sarcastically.
'That's insane. Literal nutcase thinking.'
Kyle sighed again. 'And yet, I am going to do it anyway.'
Then, Kyle quickly shook his head again to regain his bearings.
"Alright, how do I open this weird door?" Kyle asked.
