It had been 2 weeks since Myles had first felt the heart pains. They had been occurring randomly and he just ignored them for the most part. He was still young, maybe it had to do with puberty or hormones or something. That was how he rationalised it away. He didn't tell anyone, just continued on as normal and when he was slowly trotting down the mountain on his goat, he felt an incredible sadness pass through him. He loved everything about Grandmaster Plexa, they way he slept in a kangaroo's pouch, how he would stalk through the mountain grass watching animals and saying odd phrases like 'WALLAH!' He was worried that if he left, he might not come back and see those things one last time. The thought of that nearly made him turn around there and then, but he steeled himself and kept going. He had to do this, or KadaverBB would send TeamLiquid into a second darkness.
As he made his steady journey down the mountain slope, he had some time to research his enemy. It seemed that he lived in the impenetrable castle of 'KMD' in the General region of TeamLiquid. In a nearby hold lived KwarK, who was one of the richest, most affluent lords of TeamLiquid. Further south, in the bleak and miserable wasteland called 'SC2'. Overseen by a grumpy man wearing a Snorlax costume, many of the inhabitants were martyrs and scavengers, who would tear apart anyone who disagreed with their opinion. A sudden rearing from his goat made Myles look up. Someone had stepped across the road, wearing a red cloak with a green insignia pinned to it. He said, 'Stop right here, y'all passing through the sacred area of 'Replays'. No one but me is allowed here, so y'all is gonna have to trot off on your mountain pony or I'll cut y'all up and feed you to Pusan'. Myles smiled and said, 'Anytime', before smashing the man across the ribs, removing his red cloak. Before he left, Myles asked 'What's your name stranger?'
The man coughed and managed to splutter out, 'Ares. Ares...Effort.'
Myles turned and continued on his journey, before eventually reaching the wild area of TeamLiquid, 'Blogs'. As he made his way past the rickety and poorly manned walls guarding the region from the trolls which constantly threatened the borders, he noticed a sense of unrest. It felt like there was electricity in the air, dry wood that only needed a spark to set it off.
It wasn't long before night fell and Myles desperately needed a warm roof over his head. He stopped at a farm he was passing by and knocked on the door. The farmer opened it and Myles asked if he could sleep somewhere that night. The farmer obliged and led him to the cow's stables. Before Myles entered, he asked 'Oh how rude of me. What is your name?'
The farmer replied gruffly 'vGI. My friends call me Cow on account of me being a farmer and them not being able to say 'vGI'. If you hear a ruckus during the night, that will be the criminals I lock up and keep in my basement. I fancy myself an amateur detective, so there's a lot of those. Because I'm very successful. Very successful.'
Myles nodded slowly, processing the information, while walking into the stables. He put his bags down into the straw and laid his head to rest. As he closed his weary eyes, he felt a slight twinge of pain in his heart.
Halfway across the world, KadaverBB woke up to a slight heart pain.