DOUGH:Hey dough's here,I'm just upload this one chapter for now,I'm still busy in rl with stuff and my health ain't doing better,Damn weather.
LEMON:Damm, get well soon boss..
DOUGH:....
LEMON:What?
DOUGH: nothing,its just feel weird that you nice to me suddenly.
LEMON:OH! FOR LOVE OF GOD! YOU FAT MOTHERFUCKER!!!
DOUGH:Heh,much better—Anyway next future chapter would take time to write because i do work on my Ben 10 fanfic...and the other one...so please don't expect it would be good or fast upload chapter, i could make like 1 chapter for 2 weeks or 1 month Anyway Enjoy this chapter 7!
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"Ummmm...soooooooo, bro, where are we going again?" Jake asked, tilting his fat dog head toward his human adopted brother walking beside him.
"Hmmm? We're going on an adventure to Mount Cragdor, Jake," Finn replied with a goofy smile.
"Oh!... Why?" Jake asked again.
"Well, I heard a rumor a couple days ago when we were out adventuring," Finn said with a little smile.
"I heard there's some kind of ancient artifact there… something said to guide anyone on the hero's path to become the greatest." Finn explained as they kept walking.
"Huh, sounds cool. Hehe, now I'm interested. Is this thing, like, some kind of manual or something? Maaaan, I'm curious." Jake wiggled his dog tail in excitement.
Finn raised one eyebrow—because that's exactly what the item was: a manual for heroes. "Hehehe, yeah. I'm curious too."
The Enchiridion… also known as the hero's handbook or manual. In the world of Adventure Time, it's basically a cheat code—a mysterious ancient book filled with codes of conduct, guidelines, and secrets for heroes. It even holds the power to open portals to other dimensions/Multiverse, including the realm where Prismo the Wishmaster lives.
As the "smart" version of Finn—himself,had told him to grab the book first and not do anything reckless—like rushing off to find a mentor for training, or diving into some dungeon to grab a weapon. Even though he was still a bit wary about this other version of himself, he couldn't really argue with him.
When he looked at the map of Mount Cragdor on the fifth page of the paper he used for communication earlier 4 days ago, there was a side note that said:
"Don't even think about going to the Infinity Train yet. Remember, you're still not at the superhuman peak like the original Finn! Insted you get great artefact loots you would get our asses kick,I don't want you getting both of us killed before we even get the book! I trust you, my other me—we're mentally in our eighties after all. But I know sometimes our ten-year-old body messes with our mind… so be careful."
That was the warning from "Smart Finn," and of course Finn understood. He wouldn't be like the original Finn after all.
Now, he and his trusted partner walked through the grassy fields and arrived at a giant wall. Beyond the gate was a massive forest, and looming far behind it stood Mount Cragdor itself—visible even from meters away.
"Wooooow!" Finn and Jake said in awe as they stared at the sight.
Why? Because it was massive. A huge, jagged mountain with a tall, sharp peak stabbing into the sky like a fang. The dark, rocky surface gave it a harsh, dangerous vibe. The mountain was covered in craggy rock faces and uneven surfaces that looked almost impossible to climb—jagged outcroppings, sheer cliffs, steep ridges. The rocks were dark gray with lighter streaks cutting across them, adding depth. The land around it was barren and rocky, with scattered stones and boulders. Unlike the colorful Candy Kingdom or grassy plains, this place looked hostile,and desolate—like only the toughest things could survive here.
As the two of them walk—crossed a bridge toward the entrance, they spotted a figure. Short—very short. What stood out most was his hat: it was shaped like a backwards "F," almost like a key. As soon as the old man noticed them, he looked super shocked.
As old man's face showed pure surprise. "Oh! Greetings! …umm, two strangers?!" he said, tilting his fat head to the side. He looked confused, puzzled, and wary all at once.
His appearance was strange: a short, tubby being with yellow skin, tiny arms, chubby cheeks, and round black dot eyes.
"Oh, hi there! Sorry to just show up out of nowhere. I'm Finn the Human, and this is my brother Jake the Dog," Finn said politely.
"Hehe, sup dude!" Jake added in his usual laid-back but excited voice. The old man blinked, surprised at how polite Finn was and how the dog beside him look harmless, and slowly began to relax.
"Oh! Then greetings again, Finn the Human and Jake the Dog! I am Key-per the gatekeeper of Mount Cragdor!. How can I help you both today?" said Key-per, bowing his head. He seemed more relaxed now, seeing no danger from the two of them.
"Oh, we're here because my brother Finn heard a rumor that there's some kinda magical artifact in this place that could make him the greatest hero," Jake said, wiggling his dog-fingers like he was casting a spell.
"Hmmm? You mean an artifact that could make us great heroes, right Jake?" Finn said, glancing down at his adopted dog brother.
"Nah, man, I don't really need that magic artifact, bro. Even though I'm curious and excited about it, I know you need it more. Hehe. Besides, I already like being me. I'm already a great help and a hero with my stretchy powers—so that one's all yours." Jake said with his usual laid-back grin.
"Awwww, bro…" Finn said, touched by his brother's words.
"Oooh! You mean the Book of Enchiridion! The Book of Heroes! Ohoho—you've come to the right place!" said Key-per. The old man's eyes lit up with excitement, clearly thrilled that the two standing before him were here for the Enchiridion.
"Enchiridion?!" Finn and Jake said in unison, both of them looking hyped.
"Yes! The Enchiridion! A book of heroes!! It has guided countless heroes through the ages! Why? This book has accompanied many previous heroes in the story of their struggle to become the greatest hero of their time!, even Billy himself once held the Enchiridion!" said Key-per, his face glowing with excitement.
"Maaaaan, even the name sounds awesome! And Billy used it too?! You have to get it, Finn!" Jake said, his tail wagging like crazy.
"I know, right?! Man, now I'm even more hyped!" Finn said with a wide grin.
Key-per raised his arms dramatically. "But beware, dear seekers! Getting the book won't be an easy task! Beyond this gate lie many trials, to test if you're truly worthy of the Enchiridion!" from his words just more to provoke excitement from Finn and Jake alone.
"Hahaha, trials?? Alright! Now that's spicy!" Finn shouted.
"Heck yeah! Let's show 'em, Finn!" Jake said as they fist-bumped.
"Wohohoho! I like your spirit! And so, as the Key-per of this sacred place, I—woah, what the—!"
Key-per was cut off when Finn suddenly picked him up and jammed his head straight into the giant keyhole of the massive doors that kept the creatures of Mount Cragdor sealed inside. With a loud sound of it CLUCK! Gear inside the hole move that marked the door gate has been unlock. Finn pulled the old man back out.
"Hehehe, sorry. I just wondered if you'd fit in the keyhole… and, uh, you look kinda funny in there. Sorry for being rude." Finn said with an awkward smile.
Jake burst out laughing. "Hehehe, dude! You totally surprised him! His face was priceless!"
Finn gently set the old man back down. "Uh… s-sorry about that, Mr. Key-per." He knelt down to meet the short man's eyes, looking guilty.
"N-no… hahaha! Don't worry! I was actually planning to give you a puzzle as your first trial… but it seems you beat me to it—well heheh that how most people get in so don't sweat it,dear hero! Hohoho! You're smarter than you look!" Key-per said, laughing it off, finally recovering from the shock.
As the doors creaked open, they revealed a dirt path surrounded by massive trees and thorny bushes, the air thick with danger.
"Be safe, dear heroes! I hope you can obtain the Enchiridion after passing the trials that await you!" Key-per called out, waving them off.
"Yeah, we will!" Finn shouted back, waving. "See ya, Key-per!" Jake added, wagging his hand lazily as they both disappeared down the path.
Once the two heroes vanished from sight, Key-per couldn't help but smile. It had been a long time since anyone had come to claim the Enchiridion— not since the great hero Billy himself.
"I have a good feeling about those two… they might just be the next great heroes of this land," Key-per muttered to himself, nodding proudly. Then he paused, scratching his chin. "Although… their names sound familiar. Finn the Human… and Jake the Dog… hmmmmm."
The old man tilted his head, still pondering. "Oh well. Maybe it'll come back to me later—I'm old, after all. Hohoho! Anyway, I'd better go tell Mannish Man we've got new challengers! He'll be so excited!" With that, the old man waddled off, humming to himself.
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FINN POV
For a few minutes, Jake and I had been walking deeper into the Cragdor mountain forest. Weird stuff kept happening—it was all part of the trials here. Definitely not man-made traps; everything felt magical.
Creepy crawling creatures tried to eat babies (illusions, thankfully). A twisted monster looked like a beautiful woman in pain, luring people to touch her so she could drag them into a pool—Jake almost got snatched by her. There were also smaller tests about honesty, which we managed to get through.
This whole place was way different from the original episode. I'm pretty sure none of these trials showed up in the show. They hit more on the mental and moral side—if you're weak in the head or too naive, you're done for. Fun at first, but honestly, the repetition was starting to get boring.
"Hey Finn, I can smell the book from here—the Enchiridion is… sniff… sniff…" Jake pressed his nose to the dirt like a hunting dog. "That way!" he said, pointing down another path.
"Hehehe, that's what you said ten minutes ago, dude. Are you sure this isn't just another trial you're dragging us into?" I teased. Yeah, I trusted Jake's nose—his sense of smell was crazy strong—but so far, a couple of his "directions" had landed us in more traps."Hey, trust me, dude!" Jake grinned, tail wagging. I rolled my eyes, but followed him anyway.
After a few more minutes, just when I thought we wouldn't run into them—we did. Right there in the middle of a lava pit, we spotted a trio of gnomes. Heheh,these three annoying little bastards. Finally found 'em."Help! Help us! Somebody help!" they all cried, wriggling like helpless critters. At first glance, they looked like harmless little guys in trouble. Oh, but I knew better. I knew their true colors.
"Jake…" I said, side-eyeing my brother."Yeah, Finn… I think this is a trap," Jake whispered back—We both sighed, then chuckled.
Instead of saving them like the original Finn did—big mistake, by the way—we just walked right past. No way was I that naive. I wasn't about to let these sneaky little creeps trick me into freeing them, just so they could zap some poor old lady later. Hahaha NOPE!
As we walked by, they scrambled harder."Please! Please save us!" cried the one in blue."Yes, please, good sir!" begged the one in red."Hep!" squeaked the yellow one, pathetically.
As me and Jake walked past them, one of the gnomes shouted out."Hey, please! Please pull us out of this lava pit!" said the red one, looking desperate."Please, please!" the yellow one cried, tears in his eyes. I squinted at them. "Hmmm… nope. You guys are clearly a trap."
"Yeah, I wouldn't get fooled a second time!" Jake added, pointing at them. Heh—he still hadn't forgotten about that pretty monster lady who almost dragged him to that pool,heh."We wouldn't! Please help us!" the blue gnome begged, sounding more and more desperate.
I sighed. Damn my hero's heart—I couldn't just walk away, even knowing what they were,althoughy i also curious if this gnomes defferent from the show? I shot Jake a look, and he gave me a nod.
I reached into the pit and yanked them out. And, of course, the moment their feet hit solid ground, they showed their true colors.
"Oh thank you—YOU FOOL! HUAHAHA WE—"
WHAM!
Before the red one could finish his evil speachs, I slammed his face straight into the dirt with ease.
As his friends suprise seeing me doing this to their leader,they try to ambush me,but."Where do you think you're going?" Jake stretched his arms, wrapping up the blue and yellow gnomes like a pair of squirming burritos.
The red gnome tried to spit out some threat, but I jammed a stick into his mouth to shut him up. "What's that? You think I'm just some dumb kid who can't resist helping people in danger? Someone like you? Nah, buddy."
I leaned closer, glaring at him as he squirmed. "HO-HOW!! YOU SHOULD BE DUMB FOR YOU TO PULLED US OUT FROM IT!!" sadi the little grimlin,i rolled my eyes then said."you thing i was that dumb,bitch please."i whisper to his ears when said it."i dragged you out because I was curious. Because I wanted to see if you'd show gratitude. But scum like you never do. You mistake kindness for weakness you damm fool. You'd just hurt someone else, torture someone else if i let it be. I've seen enough of your kind.that why—"I clenched my fists. Then I let loose."ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORAAAA!!..."
"ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA! ORA!..."
Punch after punch i landed, the ground around me bit shaking under the red gnome's body every my punch hitting his small body. His two friends, still tangled in Jake's stretchy grip, could only watch in horror. Jake? He just shrugged. He was used to this side of me. Sure, back in our early adventures he was worried about how far I went—but now? As long as I only crushed villains and monsters, he didn't mind.
I look at Jake and finally yanked the red gnome up by his collar and tossed him toward Jake."Jake!" I barked with a smirk.
"On it, baby brother!" Jake grinned, flinging the other two gnomes at the red one. They crashed together in a pitiful heap.
Then, together, me and Jake laid into them—synchronized punches, wild and merciless. Our fists flew like a storm, our battle cries filling the forest (mostly me Jake just follow suit). Punch after punch after punch after punch i lost count,every time our fists meet the gnomes faceses we punchesh.
"ORAAAA!!"Jake and I shouted at the same time.
Eight minutes later, bruised and broken, the trio of gnomes were barely conscious. Jake and I gave one final punch in unison, launching them back into the lava pit.
"Khwa—aa!!" they screamed as they sank into the bubbling molten rock.
I dusted off my hands. "Take that…"
Jake finished the line with me: "…evil gnomes."
(Author:let me tell you,i write this while Heard golden wind ost)
"Pheeewww… heh… hahah… huff… huff… that was exhausting," I said, trying to catch my breath. The rapid-fire punches drained me more than I expected. Jake looked worn out too, shaking his stretched fists after our little ora-ora session.
"Man, huff… huff… that was exhausting, Finn. But I gotta admit—that was awesome, just like you said! Heheh. But seriously, what's with the whole 'ORA ORA' thing you keep yelling? I still don't get it," Jake panted, filling his dog lungs.
Yeah, we'd been training this move for a while doing it. Why? Two reasons: one, because it looked cool. And two, because it was fun as hell beating the living daylights out of evil people.
"Hahaha… huff… huff… right? It does look awesome, doesn't it?" I grinned, stretching my sore back. "As for the ORA ORA—well, it just feels… refreshing to yell it while pounding these evil shorties into the ground."
"Huh. Is that so? Alright then." Jake shrugged, not bothering to press it. Of course he wouldn't get the reference if I explained it. Heh.
"Come on, let's keep moving, bro." I patted the back of my yellow dog brother. Jake chuckled and followed behind me
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Four minutes later, after clearing out a few smaller trials we come across after the gnomes, Jake suddenly stopped and sniffed the air. His tail wagged. "Hey Finn, i think we're close toward the book. I can smell it—the Enchiridion. Real close now."
"Oh yeah?" I grinned. "Still in that castle room on top of the mountain, right?"
"Yup. Still up there, waiting for us. On the castle ontop the mountain Sniff, sniff. Inside room like i told you earlier." Jake's smug dog face almost made me laugh.
"Heheh… man, sometimes I wish I was a dog. That nose of yours is way too useful—even if it does drag us into a bunch of trials along the way earlier." I teased.
"Heheh, I bet you do. And I'm sure this time it's this way!" Jake barked, striding confidently down a path.
I rolled my eyes. "Jake, wait up!" I called, jogging after him.But as we walked deeper, something gnawed at me. A strange emptiness, like a piece of this journey was missing. Someone—or something—should've been here by now.
But what is it?
As Jake walked a couple meters ahead of me, the ground suddenly shook. Out of nowhere, a giant pink mouth dropped from above and chomped him right off the spot.
"Wuaaah! F-Finn hel—!" Jake's scream cut short as the pink giant swallowed him whole.
"What the bjor—?! JAKE!" I froze, staring at the massive bald, pink-skinned ogre towering above me. He was shirtless, barefoot, and only wearing some raggedy long ripped jeans that barely fit his fat frame.
"You shall not pass!" the ogre bellowed, pointing a sausage-sized finger down at me.
"Oh, you motherf—" I started to curse, but stopped dead when Jake suddenly popped back out of the ogre's right nostril, flailing around while a flock of birds scattered from the giant's head.
"It's okay, Finn! I can get out!" Jake shouted, his body halfway out of the nose.
"Jake!" I yelled, already digging through my green backpack for anything I could use.
But the ogre just sneered, plugging his right nostril with one thick finger and shoving Jake back in.
"Hahaha! Try me, kid! You've got nothing that can hurt m—"
The ogre didn't finish, because Jake sprung straight out of his ear canal, grinning. "Hahaha, don't worry dude, I found another wa—"
"Jake, wait—!" I started, but the ogre casually poked him back in with one finger like he was plugging a leaky hole.
I couldn't help it—I actually laughed a little at how stupidly comical it looked its make me feel relax a bit. Still, I needed to focus.
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As Finn kept ransacking his backpack, the fat pink ogre was still pissed that Jake kept slipping out from inside him. It was starting to feel like a game of whack-a-mole."Hahaha, light!" Jake shouted as he popped out from the giant's left ear."Oh no you don't!" the ogre growled, plugging his ear with a fat finger.
"Woop! I'm here!" the yellow magic dog suddenly popped out of the ogre's right nostril."Ghaaa! You son of a blee-blob! Stop that!" roared the ogre, getting more and more annoyed.Jake just kept popping out from random holes on his face. The ogre tried blocking every opening with his fat fingers, but it was useless.
"Hahaha!"
"I'm here!"
"You missed!"
"Oh man, you suck, dude!" Jake teased, making the ogre even angrier.Finally, the giant snapped and sealed every hole on his face, then swallowed Jake whole."Burt! Haha, that takes care of the dog! Now where—"
KABOOOOM!!
The ogre's left foot exploded with a massive blast, making him howl in pain. His tough ogre skin saved him from real damage, but it still hurt.
"Waaaaaagh!!!" he screamed. "You little brat! Where'd the kid go!?"He looked around but didn't see Finn—because Finn was already climbing up his leg. The boy yanked the ogre's wallet free."Hahahaha, your money's mine!" Finn laughed, pulling out a massive dollar bill and gliding away on the wind from the ogre's movements."Hey! You thief! Give me back my DOLLAR!!" the ogre roared, chasing after him.
"Oh—okay! Here you go!,your—" Finn said, letting go with one hand and slingshot himself toward the giant aiming for their revealing spot"DOLLAR!!"said finn as himself kicked the ogre's belly—his tough spot, but also his weak spot.
"OOF! WHAAAK!" the ogre gagged, throwing Jake up from his stomach.
"ACK!" Finn yelped as pain shot up his leg from the kick, but he didn't stop. He dashed up the ogre's shoulder, caught Jake mid-air, and used the massive bill again as a glider, riding the strong winds from the ogre's thrashing."Wooooow!" Jake shouted while running on the heavy spray of vomit ,as that Finn manage to caught him.
"Got you, bro!" Finn said."Man stomach is weird, inside that guy was nasty, dude. I'm never lettin' myself get swallowed again—ugh!" Jake gagged, still looking disgusted.The two glided all the way to the top of Mount Cragdor in seconds."Huh, never knew this place was so windy," Finn joked, mocking the wind caused by the ogre. As they landed hard on the mountain ground."Hiyaaap!" both shouted as their feet hit the ground right infront the door frame.
"Ouch…" Finn winced."What's wrong, Finn!?" Jake asked, instantly worried."Nothing, just… think I sprained my leg when I kicked that ogre. His belly's hard but soft at the same time."said finn."Maaaan, we gotta treat you after this, dude," Jake sighed, a bit concerned.
As Jake helped his baby bro walk toward the doorway, they suddenly heard cries echoing behind them."Huwwaaaah! Wahaaah! You're under arrest for stealing my dollar! Waha-wawa-wahhh!" the giant ogre bawled, tears pouring down his fat pink face.
Finn sighed, unable to stand the big guy's crying. He folded the dollar bill into a paper airplane."Hoop!" he tossed it, and the bill soared through the air toward the ogre.
The giant caught it instantly. "Ah! Hey! Haha… haha… HAHAHA!" His mood flipped as soon as the bill landed in his hands.
Jake smirked, looking proud. "Heh… you know what? That was a righteous move, baby bro."
"Thanks, Jake. Anyway, that dollar's useless for us. We're already crazy rich with all the gold coins just laying around our treehouse." Finn shrugged."Hehe, right! Anyway, looks like you flew us straight to the top of the mountain." Jake wagged his tail."Oh yeah, you're right," Finn muttered, limping on his hurt leg. He picked Jake up and held him forward. "Come on, Jake, smell the book for me, bro."
"Hehe, alright. Sniff… sniff sniff… this way!" Jake said, nose twitching as he sniffed the air like a bloodhound.The castle interior looked like some ancient Hindu temple, with walls twisting into a labyrinth of shadowy rooms. But thanks to Jake's powerful sniffer, they managed to track a good path."Sniff sniff… hold up, bro! Don't go in that room yet. I think… sniff sniff… I can smell the book! It's close… just through this entrance!" Jake barked.
They took the second path, pushed open a heavy doorway, and stepped into a long corridor. The hallway was mostly empty, except for strange half-tree columns lined up along the walls. But the freaky part? Out of the tree-holes jutted stitched-together puppet arms, each one clutching a dagger, frozen mid-stab.
"Wooooow… cooool," Finn and Jake said in unison, not scared at all, just totally impressed. As they admired the creepy room, a sinister, raspy voice slithered through the air, carried on a purple mist.
"Congratulations, Finn the Human…" the voice hissed, closer and closer until a shadowy figure emerged.Out stepped the Dark Magician—cloaked in a dark blue robe that hid his face, except for glowing red eyes. His pale greenish arms were long and bony, fingers tipped with razor nails. A wide grin revealed sharp teeth as he spoke.
"You must truly be righteous… to have made it this far… HUAHAHAHA!""Uh… thanks, dude," Finn said casually, unfazed, as he gently set Jake down on the floor.The Dark Magician stretched out his claws. "Now… enter my brain world! And I will show you the aspects of yourself… that you're not even aware of—!"The whole corridor went dark.
Inside the dark mage's domain, Finn found himself alone. The dark mage's glowing red eyes stared at him from somewhere in the endless dark."Huh…" Finn muttered, unimpressed, but still keeping his guard up."HUAHAHAHA! You don't fear the darkness? Good, good… hehehe… Well then, for your final trial… SLAY THE EVIL BEAST!"
With a snap of his skinny finger, a giant monster appeared behind Finn—its whole body like a pulsating, bloody heart. Its left arm was made of bone, wrapped in some kind of glowing magic arm armor."Huh… no reaction? You really are brave, dear hero! Hahahah!" the dark mage mocked.
(Author:why all mages i seen in some fiction all skinny and look not nourished?)
Of course Finn didn't flinch—he'd already seen weirder stuff in Ooo. This wasn't even top ten on the freak-o-meter.The heart-monster thudded forward, each beat splashing blood across the dark floor."Okay, dude, that looks like something straight outta a cheap horror movie," Finn muttered, side-eyeing it.
"WOULD YOU SLAY IT?!" the mage roared in his raspy voice."Duh!" Finn shot back, immediately dodging as the monster swung at him. He ducked, rolled, and sidestepped—left, right, again and again—even though his leg still hurt like crazy.
"ACK!" Finn grunted after dodging the sixth swing, sweat dripping down his forehead.
"What's wrong, dear hero? Already tired? HUAHAHAHAHA!" the dark mage taunted.
"Nope!" Finn shouted. He suddenly slid between the monster's legs, crouched down, and punched its crotch over and over like a speed punching bag.
BAM BAM BAM!
The monster exploded in a shower of blood.
"Bleeeh!" Finn gagged, dodging splatters as chunks rained down.The dark mage clapped slowly. "Hehehehe… you've done well, hero…"
"Uh-huh," Finn replied flatly."As one… last… last… trial—" the mage began, but stopped as Finn started walking straight toward him.
"Huh? Why… why are you coming here? Wait—how do you even know where I am?!" the dark mage sputtered, suddenly nervous.
Finn cracked his knuckles, then SMACK! landed a heavy punch right across the mage's jaw then liver punch him.The mage stumbled back. "W-wait!!" the mage said in horror,as Finn crouched low—then WHAM! nailed him in the crotch with a brutal uppercut."Whaaaaaaak!!!" the dark mage shrieked as his body disintegrated into smoke, leaving nothing but echoes of his scream behind.
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JAKE'S POV:
Where that creepy skinny guy popped up, saying he'd show Finn "the aspects of himself he ain't even aware of" or some mumbo-jumbo. Now Finn and that dude were just standing there like statues.
"Uh… hey, Finn? You there, bro?" I stretched my arm out, waving it in front of his face. "Hello! Finn? Dude? Huh… no response."
It stayed like that for, what, three minutes? Then Finn suddenly started walking toward the guy.
"Finn! Dude, where you going?!" I shouted, but he didn't even look at me. He just limped his way over—leg still banged up from earlier—and stood right in front of the weirdo.Then—BAM! Finn landed a heavy punch right across the mage's jaw.
"GASP!" My jaw dropped. The dude looked dazed, almost knocked out, but Finn didn't stop there. He followed up with a nasty liver shot—just like how Dad used to tenderize those meat monsters. Then Finn crouched low and gave him a brutal uppercut to the crotch.
The mage yelped like a kicked dog before his whole body disintegrated into smoke.
…That all happened way faster than I could even process. I snapped out of it and ran up to my little bro.
"Finn! Huff, huff—you okay, little buddy?" I asked, heart pounding."Hehe, I'm fine, dude," Finn said with a tired chuckle and a smile."What was that?! You just zoned out, didn't say a word, then went full knuckle sandwich on that guy!" I asked, still freaking out.
"Heh, I think he pulled my mind out from his or something—when he pulled me inside his brain and tested me for the final trial," Finn said with a shrug, brushing smoke off himself."this guy smoke smell like fart."
"So… what was it then? The last trial?" I tilted my head, tail wagging nonstop.
"Meh, not much. Just had to fight beast—or some monster? that thing looked like a giant walking heart. Pretty gross. I didn't really fight it—well i lie, i kill it, though after that… before he could throw me the 'final-final' test, I just walked toward his voice and slayed him down instead." Finn said it all casual, like he just killed time swatting flies."Huh? Just like that? …Alright, cool," I nodded along, even though inside I was dying to know what a walking heart-monster even looked like.
As Finn leaned on me, still holding himself up, I helped him walk since one of his legs was still injured from when he kicked that ogre in the stomach earlier. We were about to head for another door when suddenly—
CREEEEK—
The sound echoed as the door on the other side slowly opened, revealing a clearing on top of Mount Cragdor. A cold breeze rushed inside, brushing against my yellow fur and Finn's clothes. The chilly air filled the hallway, carrying the wide view of distant mountains.
"Hey, look! The other side door's open!?" I pointed out.
"Huh, yeah… did that just open automatically? Like… when the trial ended?" Finn looked puzzled, rubbing his chin as we walked toward it. Then a new scent hit me—fresh, but familiar. My ears perked up. Someone was waiting. I heard footsteps… and then a voice:
"Congratulations, Finn the Human…"
Out from the doorway stepped a short, yellow-skinned old guy. It was the Key-per, the same dude me and Finn had met earlier at the entrance. But this time, he looked different—wearing pajamas that honestly made him look kinda like a little devil."Key-per!" me and Finn said at the same time.
"Hohoho, I never expected you two to still remember my name," Key-per replied with a warm smile. "From the way you finished all the obstacles, very admirable, Finn the Human. You've truly reached the end of the trials, and proven yourself a true hero. Just like the rumors said."
"Hehe… it's kinda embarrassing," Key-per added, scratching the back of his head.
"Heh, what's embarrassing?" Finn asked.
"Yeah, why?" I chimed in.
"I feel embarrassed that I didn't recognize you two sooner. I should've realized earlier. I've heard plenty about the new heroes running around Ooo. Truly sorry I didn't recognize you both right away." Key-per spoke awkwardly, which only made me and Finn chuckle and shake our heads.
"Hehehe."
"Well, hohoho, anyway—after all these years, finally someone completed the trial again since Billy! Hohoho! I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT! I—ah, sorry, sorry… I just got too excited!" Key-per said, beaming.
I looked at my baby brother and couldn't help but smile proudly. "You did it, Finn."
"Hehehe, thanks, Jake. But you were awesome too, dude!" Finn replied with a wide grin.
"Ahem… anyway, please follow me to claim your—"
Key-per was cut off by a massive figure suddenly bursting into the room, roaring with loud, booming laughter.
That voice boomed like a thunder drum, echoing across the mountain top as the figure called our names."Finn! Jake! You made it!"The sound alone cut off Key-per mid-sentence. As the figure stepped closer, the ground shook beneath each heavy footstep.
"Wooooow…" I muttered, my jaw dropping. This guy was massive—like, super massive. His dark orange skin looked like that of a bull or ox, his whole body packed with muscles that flexed every time he moved. Two sharp, white horns curved inward from his head, and a huge septum ring swung on his nose. He looked flipping terrifying… but at the same time, his booming laugh sounded joyful and full of energy.
"Ummm… who are you?" I asked, staring at the giant buffalo-looking dude standing on two legs.
"Oh, me? Hahaha! My bad, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Mannish Man! Guardian of the Enchiridion!" the giant declared proudly. "A… a minotaur?" Finn said, tilting his head."You know this guy, Finn?" I asked."Well, yeah. Princess Bubblegum taught me some history about minotaurs," Finn answered casually.
"Hohohoh, indeed, Finn the Human," Mannish Man said, clearly impressed.Finn gave a small, knowing smile. Of course he knew—my little bro had learned a lot back in the Candy Kingdom.
"Dang, man, you're tough! I gotta work out more so I can be like you!" Finn said, his eyes lighting up with admiration. That made Mannish Man chuckle as he started flexing his giant arms, the muscles bulging like boulders. And honestly? I had to admit it… this guy was seriously jacked.
"I been friggin seriously watching you guys! And oh man, that was intense and AWESOME!" Mannish Man boomed, his voice shaking the air like a fanboy seeing his favorite band live. "From all the trials, Finn—you were brave, smart in every decision, and you never hesitated to take a hit! Wohohoho!"He slapped his knee, laughing like he'd just watched the best show of his life.
"Oooh, oooh! Like that time you pulled those gnomes out of the lava pit to save 'em—only for them to turn out evil, and then you beat their butts! Hahaha! Key-per here straight-up fainted when you went ham with that repeated punch on the red gnome!" Mannish Man said, throwing an arm around Key-per like they were best buds."Hohoho, it's true! I did faint—I didn't expect that!" Key-per chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.
"And that combo you two pulled off—WHEW! That punch was like ORA ORA ORA! The sound you guys made, man! Then tossing those gnomes back into the lava pit—funky junk awesome!" Mannish Man shouted, flexing so hard his muscles looked like they might explode."Oh! And don't forget the time you stole the dollar from that giant! Hohoho i didn't know you carry dynamite on you! As you blow up the giant ogre's legs! To destroy his balance Hohoho!!, the way you did it, man, that make ke—"
Before he could finish, Key-per cut in, laughing so hard his face turned red. "I fainted again… hohoho, I just couldn't help it. Finn the Human, you're full of surprises. So unpredictable!"
All their laughing made Finn go red with embarrassment. He rubbed the back of his head under his bear hat, leaning on me for support. "Sooo… does that mean we can check the book now? Also, uh… my leg's still busted from kicking that ogre earlier. Kinda feels ripsy-awful right now, heh…"
"Ooooh! Of course! This way, woohoo!" Mannish Man cheered, strutting off ahead."Come, let us treat your leg, Finn the Human," Key-per said warmly, leading us to a picnic table stacked high with food like a royal feast. As we got closer, I noticed not just Mannish Man and Key-per but also an old lady and a few others waiting there. The old lady immediately knelt down and started treating Finn's leg, and after that… we all sat together and dug in.
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After that crazy adventure, Finn and Jake finally made it back to their treehouse. As they climbed the ladder to the second floor—the living room and kitchen—they were greeted by BMO, their sentient little Game Boy computer.
"Finn! Jake! Welcome back!" BMO beamed, their screen showing a big smiley face.
"Hi, BMO!" Finn and Jake said in unison.
"BMO, you really guarded the house well, huh?" Jake said proudly, patting BMO's square head.
"Hehehe, of course! Huh? GASP! Finn! Your leg! What happened?!" BMO asked in their worried little voice.
"Finn got hurt while trying to save me from a giant ogre," Jake admitted, scratching behind his head.
"That's awful! Are you two okay?" BMO gasped, sounding like a concerned child.
"I'm fine, BMO. Same goes for Jake. —Speaking of the giant ogre, though…" Finn pinched his nose, teasing, "You gotta take a bath ASAP, bro. That ogre smell is rank!"
"Oh, rips—you're right! I reek!" Jake sniffed himself and groaned. "I need to huff it to the bathroom. BMO, could you look after Finn for me?"
"You got it, Jake!" BMO saluted..Jake padded off to the bathroom, leaving Finn alone with the Enchiridion on the couch—and BMO watching over him. Finn limped over and plopped down, dragging his bandaged leg onto the cushions.
"Poor you," BMO said, eyes soft on their screen. "That must feel like dirtball. Don't worry, Finn—BMO will get something to make you comfy!"
BMO ran off, their tiny legs kicking as they disappeared into a storage room. After some rustling and clunking around, they came bouncing back with a stack of pillows.
"Here you go!" they chirped, hopping up and tucking the pillows under Finn's leg.
"Thanks, BMO. You're a lifesaver," Finn said with a tired grin."Yaaay BMO!" the little computer cheered, spinning around happily.Then BMO paused, screen blinking with thought. "Hmm… I know! I'll get something for Finn to drink, so he can relax after a long adventure. And something for
As BMO left, Finn was totally alone with the Enchiridion. He set it on his lap, running his hand across the heavy cover.
"Alright, Enchiridion… show me what you got," Finn muttered, opening it up.
He was surprised right away. Holding the real book in his hands felt nothing like the one he'd seen on TV.
"The real one's way different from the show version," Finn whispered to himself. "In the show, it looked worn out, all bulky, with bookmarks sticking everywhere. But this one… man,look same but it's massive. Heavy too. Gotta be, what, 250 pages? Maybe more?"
But the thing was, nobody ever finished the Enchiridion. According to the old Mannish Man, the book kept writing itself, adding new pages every century. And the Mannish Man would know—he'd been guarding it for thousands of years but seem more the. Thousands years. His original form had been a Minotaur same one he take now, but he'd taken countless different shapes over the centuries, just to protect the book from the shadows hidden beneath it, and even from the art inside its own pages. Finn flipped through carefully, studying each section until he reached Volume 7—Artifacts. His eyes caught on one page in particular. It showed a drawing of a silver ring, etched with the image of a skeleton hand turning counterclockwise.
"Huh… what's this?" Finn muttered, leaning closer.The text described it as the Sagila Ring. A strange artifact that supposedly gave its wearer the ability called Turning Point.
"Ok...This is get interesting…" Finn frowned. "Didn't even know Adventure Time had this kind of artifact. Dang it, original Finn—you should read the Enchiridion more, dude."He sighed as he mutter, tapping the page.
"But the ability's kinda questionable. 'Turning Point'? What does that even mean? It says it helps the wearer in deadlysituations, but that's way too vague. Hmmm…" Finn rubbed his chin, trying to figure it out, but the description gave no more hints."Eh, whatever. I'll think about it later. Right now, I gotta keep reading. Maybe I'll find something that actually helps me out as a hero."He flipped to the next section after section—then his eyes light up at i e preticular section:The section about brewing potion and etc.
Volume 13: Alchemy and Transmutation.
Finn's eyes lit up."Ohhh, this sounds intresting."As he leaned in closer, ready to dive even deeper into the pages In the Enchiridion as he keep flipping paper after paper, as Finn keep turn the pages,he found a section about a potion—as he start read bunch of deffrent type brewing there an one thing that really caught his interest —an elixir called the Panacea of Athea. An all-healing potion. As he read it on the page, there some words were written as the introduction:
"A hero's strength is not measured by the blows they withstand, but by the will to rise again. Let this elixir be the physical manifestation of that will."
— Sir Valeria the Hoped
a hero from the Bronze Age.
"Hold up! Bronze Age?????"said finn suprise ready the word that on the paper,he Blinks his eyes lots couple times because of it."How old is this book is???" Finn muttered, wide-eyed.
He flipped through two more pages, reading carefully. The potion was described as the ultimate healing brew—able to close deep wounds, fix crushed bones, even regenerate limbs if poured or drunk we catch,the wounded or the the destroyed/cut body parts must be fresh.
"Whoa…look very promising elixer this like cyclop tears,this could be a total lifesaver!— was planning to hunt that cyclops later for his healing tears once I got the weapon, but this… this would save me so much time!"Excited, Finn start read the page more and found intresting story about the elixier,how it created and how infact of the elixier for the user as he scanned for the ingredients. There written down the ingridients that very well can be obatin easy,of course finn was suprise how easy to collect them all."…Huh. That's it? I thought it was gonna be, like, super majestic or bizarre—like witches needing toenails of a frog king or whatever. Oh well."
He made a mental note to try brewing it later and continue studies the Enchiridion until volume 26. After a while, Finn closed the Enchiridion, stretching his arms just as Jake padded out of the bathroom, steam following him."Pheeeew! Nothing feels better than a bath to scrub off ogre stomach stink! Hey Finn, how's the leg?" Jake asked, waving.
Finn grinned, resting comfortably with one leg propped up on BMO's pillow pile. "Not complaining. BMO hooked me up with pillows for my foot and my head."
"That's cool," Jake said, nodding. His eyes drifted to the book on Finn's lap. "So, how's the book?"
"Oh, this?" Finn tapped the Enchiridion. "Pretty interesting, not gonna lie. Wanna see some of it?"
Jake waved his paw lazily. "Naaah, pass. Not my thing, bro. Anyway yawwwwwn..I'mma go take a nap—"
"Wait, Jake! Don't go yet!" BMO's voice cut in from the kitchen. "BMO made cookies!"
Jake's ears perked instantly. "Cookies?! Oh man, BMO, you're the best!" He zipped over as the little robot cheered for themselves.
"Yaaay BMO!"
Finn chuckled at the sight, warmth in his chest. Watching Jake and BMO goof around, he felt grateful. Grateful for his second life, grateful that God had tossed—reincanated him into this chaotic yet colorful world of Adventure Time—And in that moment, Finn really, truly felt it—Gratitude. As Jake already to the kitchen to ate all the cookies finn yeld from behind to him."Hey Jake! Don't eat all those cookies by yourself dude! Save some for me!"says finn as him jump up from the couch and chase Jake, using one leg to jump after Jake from behind to the kitchen area.
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OMAKE: Unexpected arrival
Mount Cragdor is the place where a legendary artifact rests—guarded by a mighty minotaur who swore to protect it. The mountain itself is wrapped in layers of misty magic, a barrier to keep away those unworthy. Only the brave, the pure of heart, and the kind—true heroes—can reach what lies within.
To claim the artifact, one must pass the trials. Fail, and you're cast out. Succeed, and you earn the right to touch the prize: the Enchiridion. The ultimate hero's manual, written for those destined to become the greatest of all heroes.
Through the centuries, many have tried. Some triumphed, but many more failed. Each trial carved names into legend—or buried them in silence. And me? I've seen it all. I am Mannish Man, the guardian of Mount Cragdor. I've watched countless heroes rise and fall before the Enchiridion. And let me tell you… it's been INCREDIBLE. AWESOME!
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Oh, their stories! Their bravery! Passed from person to person, action and drama that lit a fire in my ears. I've seen true heroes rise, guided by the Enchiridion—always walking the righteous path, never turning away when someone needed help. That's the kind of thing that makes your chest burn with pride. Truly admirable.
But… not every story ends like that. There were heroes who failed. Some lost faith in themselves, others lost the trust of the very people they swore to protect. Watching them break down—it hurt. Even with the Enchiridion's wisdom, not all of them found their way back up again. That's the part I never liked to see.
Over the centuries I've watched so many—heroes of every kind, every shape. And yet, that didn't mean each century birthed a new one. Sometimes whole ages passed, thousands of years, without a single hero stepping forward to claim the book. Those years were the worst. Years without heroes… they were boring. Empty. And they made me wonder—had the world already lost the kind of people who would stand up for it?
But even in those long, hero-less times, I wasn't alone. I had Key-per. My best bud. Since the day our master wrote the Enchiridion, we swore to protect it together. Centuries of trials, centuries of heroes rising and falling—we watched them all, side by side.
As time dragged into the twentieth century, everything changed. The place looked different — giant tall buildings, metal machines everywhere. Humans I once saw as weak and cowardly had evolved fast. They flew metal birds called planes, drove noisy cars, and rode those four-wheeled things that sped along the land.
On the surface, it seemed like there was no need for heroes anymore. Humans had grown smart and powerful they could take care themselve… but their hearts got worse. I watched them become full of lust, envy, greed, greed again, sloth, gluttony — pride swelling in their chests. Their behavior made me sick. Is this the people heroes once swore to protect? The own kind all the greatest people were born of??,These creatures? They felt like garbage. I mourned for the heroes who'd given their lives for people,their own descendants who'd turned into that.
Human-kind looked horrible — that thought kept crawling into my head. But Key-per kept me from losing hope. He kept me believing a new hero could still be born from among them. So I kept guarding the book with every inch of my life.
Then one day… someone came.
A skinny man with olive skin, long short dark brown hair down to his neck, wearing a suit and redbow tie with blue eyeglasses. He called himself… "Archila?...archolo? Archeology?"or something like that. That's what he called himself.
Me and Key-per were inside the Enchiridion at the time, resting as part of the book's pages — we didn't greet him. But I was shocked. How did he get in? Did this human actually finish the trials? Was he… a new hero? That i remember; Oh right the magic is gone that includes the trials at Mount Cragdor as that no Hero appear for centuries. But this tims Is it fated? Is he being pulled to Enchiridion as a Hero candidate that chosen by itself because the world now need one? Not need for trials? Is that world has been that desprate need a new new Hero?!
That thought lit a fire in me. For the first time in so long, I felt it again — excitement. Could it be? A brand-new hero, standing right here?
…But no. Turned out he was the same as the others. Just another human chasing his own desires, craving recognition for the artifact he'd found — the Enchiridion. My blood boiled, but I stayed patient, stayed silent, just watching.
And as the years went by, the world only grew worse. War everywhere. Humans killing each other with the very machines they built.
Nuclear war… that's what they called it.
Oh, humans… such foolish creatures. Killing themselves, tearing each other apart. Using tiny hard metals to pierce hearts in a second. Killing their own kind without a care — the old, the young, all the same.
Then came the thing they named "nuclear bombs." Power so strong it could wipe out entire continents. They launched them without mercy, destroying their nations one by one. Flesh melting in the blast. Those unlucky enough to survive the fire,rotted slow, dying in sickness from the poison left behind.
The war raged for ten years. Ten years! Until one final massive bomb cracked Terra itself — Earth shaken,as a hole appear into her body, wiping out ninety percent of all life. Humans too.
Me and Key-per… we survived only because we were inside the Enchiridion. The book protects itself with magic — nothing can touch it. From inside, we watched. We learned everything as the Enchiridion absorbed the world's knowledge that happened, all the horror, all the destruction.
And then silence. Twenty long years of silence. The world empty, broken. Humans… gone. Extinct, it seemed.
When the air finally cleared, we stepped out from the Enchiridion. Took it back home, back to Mount Cragdor. My heart was pounding, afraid of what I'd see… but thank the gods, the mountain still stood. Untouched by war.
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From then on, we went back to guarding the Enchiridion on Mount Cragdor. But this time, the world was dead silent—no life anywhere. Just me and the Key-per, stuck watching over an empty land, bored out of our minds. That's how it went… until decades later, when signs of life started showing up again.
Strange new creatures began crawling out of the ruins over the centuries after the Great Mushroom War—the humans' "nuclear war." They weren't like anything before. Not like humans, not like animals, though some looked human-ish. Some could talk, some could think. They were what humans used to call "mutants," the kind of things they only saw in their old stories and movies. But this wasn't fiction anymore—it was real. They brought their own apocalypse, and these creatures were what came after.
I knew all this because back then, I'd listen to human kids and teens on their school trips to the museums. They always talked about this stuff—about "mutants," about the end of the world. I heard it all while inside the Enchiridion.
But now, it was happening for real. After the war, the world twisted, reshaped, and started evolving again. Like Terra itself was rebooting. New life was forming—pure and raw. A thousand years passed. Survivors mutated,plant, even objects came alive as it mutated, and the world filled with strange, diverse creatures. And magic—yeah, magic came back. The same magic that disappeared around 1200 BCE suddenly surged back across the world.
The Enchiridion itself grew strong again like before, brimming with power. Even Mount Cragdor healed, its trials for heroes returning. That's when me and the Key-per started wondering… was this a sign? A sign the world itself was finally healing?
As the land healed, Terra really did mend herself. The scars faded, and piece by piece the world turned good again. Decades slipped by… then one day, it happened—the first challenger for the Hero Trials in 3679 years.
(Author:I'm search in internet that ooo land of where adventure time take place is ,were 1000 years after the mushroom war,but meh..let's make it long :D)
They came up to Mount Cragdor like they were just adventuring into some unknown place. You could see it written on their face—that thrill. Their look was something else: long hair, greenish-yellow skin, a sword in their hand with a handle made from tree roots. An young tiny mutant, shaped like a pear, with two huge eyes and a mouth sitting right on its stomach. Their really a Weird little thing, but their still could handle the trials.
We watched as they cleared a few of the earlier trials with ease. Step by step, they were making it through. Me and the Key-per just stared.
"Oooh goodness," the Key-per muttered, eyes wide.
"I know, right?? It's been so long! And this guy—this guy—is… AWESOME!" I shouted, feeling my chest flare alive again.
The fire that had been gone for ages finally lit back up in my heart. Watching this new challenger—on crystal ball, after so many thousands of years… it was like the birth of a new Hero before our very eyes. A new soul. A promising one. In this new era.
As they cleared the last trial and reached the end, we greeted him—the first true Hero to step into Mount Cragdor in ages. He didn't even know the name of this place. That made it even more special. We handed him the Enchiridion and told him the story of the book—what it meant, and how it was only meant to be held by someone destined to be a Hero. At first, he didn't really get it, but he accepted it anyway.
Years rolled by, and me and the Key-per kept hearing stories of his greatness as he roamed across the Land of Ooo. His adventures echoed everywhere. But like all mortals, his time ended—he died young, yet old enough to leave a mark. When his journey was over, the Enchiridion returned to Mount Cragdor on its own, its duty done. Inside, we found new stories and knowledge, the book absorbing everything that had happened out there.
Decades passed, and more Heroes came. One after another. Each one different, each one giving us hope again. Me and the Key-per were the happiest we'd been in centuries.
Then, during the time of the 13th Hero year 4794 , she appeared—the first princess of the first kingdom ever made in this land. We'd already heard about her from the tales of the 11th Hero. She came to Mount Cragdor not with greed or evil intent, but just to see us, to be friends, she said. She even asked permission to study the Enchiridion. But we couldn't allow that—it's only for Heroes, duh.
But we accepted her friend request anyway. She promised she'd help guide new heroes to this place so it'd be easier for them to come — so Key-per and I could be ready to welcome them. And hey, it's not every day you get to be friends with a candy elemental, wink—. We knew she was reincarnation of candy elemental but she didn't seem to know that herself—or not even have idea what's candy elemental is, even though she was freakin' smart.
So she started shepherding promising hero candidates up to Mount Cragdor. That's how this land got blessed with protectors — people who'd help the next generation find the Enchiridion.
Now it's year 5310, and we're prepping again. Princess Bubblegum told us five years ago about a human kid running around saving people with his dog friend. At first I was skeptical — humans, right? The same humans that once wrecked everything. Same species that turned rotten. But Key-per, my best bud, reminded me: humans used to be the greatest heroes. That snapped me out of it.
Princess Bubblegum kept telling us about this kid. He sounded promising — kinda like that old hero Billy, who retired on us for no good reason. That retirement still stung. But this new kid… maybe he could be someone great. Key-per and I started getting excited again.
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Well, turns out he showed up two years early. He was supposed to come here at age 12, but nope — here he is, 10-year-old Finn the Human! And right beside him, his dog friend — nah, his adopted brother — Jake the Dog! I didn't see that coming. Did Princess Bubblegum speed things up without telling us? Sigh. Heheh, Bubblegum… you really should've given me a heads-up. I'll be calling her later.
Hohoho, Key-per nearly lost his head when I told him it was Finn and Jake,he say we have some unknown arrival and told me their name,i jaw was drop before i told him— the very ones we were supposed to meet two years from now. And hooo boy, this kid is AWESOME!
Now that I've seen him, this human kid, I just know this land's gonna be safe with him around as we both watch him on the trials. Doesn't matter anymore that he's human — hohoho! Truly… an "Unexpected Arrival!" Hohoho!