An eon ago there were two mere mortals who shattered reality and challenged the gods themselves. Their challenge was not just completed, but it was dismantled and conquered.

The divine wept and cowered at these two. For they could not hold a candle to the sheer power they possessed.

No man was able to trump what they have done, and lived amongst the legends in paradise

They hung their crowns to retire to the countryside. Their achievements and glory are now in the past.

For a moment they were content.

But the peace and quiet could not contain these warriors forever.

The sick, disturbed, grotesque, and vile still roam the land. Though they transcended the mortal realm to become gods of their own.

Only one thing could fill the emptiness in their souls.

Conquering another challenge, breaking down the wills of the gods, crushing any hope they had left.

Once again, these two returned to the sacred land…Dunder Mifflin: Call of Duty Black Ops 3.

The legends tell of the forbidden completion of this challenge. These two crushed it with the speed and swiftness faster than Hermes himself.

9:39

But this wasn’t fast enough.

With pure determination and will power, they achieved something even greater than they have ever done before.

The challenge was conquered, in only 9:38.

A time that was once thought to withstand the death of the universe and all divine life. Beaten. Like it was a game to them.

Content for now they come to show any mortal that no matter how good they think their life is, how happy they think they are, how successful they think they are, how much love they think they receive.
They will never

NEVER

Stand on the peak with these two. No divine, let alone a mortal could even think about gazing upon their thrones.

To all who dare try to mimic, Don’t. At best it may take 13 generations to even get within the first step of these stairs.

Return to your feeble and disappointing lives, it’ll never get better for you. Nothing is what you are.