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Chapter XXXVIII: "Sigma Flex Till Death" ๐Ÿชฆ๐Ÿ”ฅ

Chapter XXXVIII: Sigma Flex Till Death" ๐Ÿชฆ๐Ÿ”ฅ

Ayo so lemme put yโ€™all on real quick ๐Ÿ‘€โ€”this part is WILD. Buddy Wiglaf (aka Wihstan's lil bro fr) heard the GOAT Beowulf got cooked by the final boss dragon ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ’ฅ and was like:

โ€œBet. I gotchu, King ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ‘‘.โ€

He sprinted in FULL ๐Ÿ’… enchanted NPC-busting armor ๐Ÿ’…, down into the crusty Dragon's Denโ„ข like he was speedrunning Minecraft Hardcore โ›๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ.


๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’€ The Ohio Hoard Reveal ๐Ÿ‘€โœจ

As Wiggy pulled up under the cursed barrow roof (aka Ohio cryptid cave 4real), dude saw the โœจloot of the godsโœจโ€”and I mean straight-up Elden Ring boss room type beat ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿฝ๏ธ.

There was:

  • Piles of โœจgold so shiny it cured depression (almost)โœจ
  • Drip ๐Ÿ’€ from the ancient onesโ€”helmets, arm bling, goblets, all hella vintage crusty-core ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ๐Ÿ‘‘
  • A glow-up banner that looked like it had RGB settings ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ‘พ
  • The dragonโ€™s old stash, just chilling there like it ainโ€™t protected by a literal flamethrower with wings ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ”ฅ

Bro was like โ€œIma need ALL that. No cap.โ€ ๐Ÿ’ฏ

So Wiglaf, certified W collector, LOOTED it up Skyrim-style ๐Ÿ’€โ€”snagged the ๐Ÿ’Ž treasure, the ๐Ÿ’… aesthetic banner, and flexed on the ancient worm like:

โ€œUr not that guy anymore, grandpa ๐Ÿ‘ดโ€ผ๏ธโ€

The dragon? Dead af. Cooked. Ratioโ€™d by Beowulf earlier ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ“‰


โšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ’” Beowulf's Last Sigma Words

Wiglaf pulled up to Beowulf like:

โ€œBoss?? You still breathing or nah?? ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ’ฆโ€

And Beowulf was just laying there, full gory-core ๐Ÿฉธ, peak โ€œitโ€™s giving... the endโ€ vibes ๐Ÿ˜ต

Wiggy tried CPR but it was looking BLEAK ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ’”

Then Beowulf opened his eyes, saw the bling, and dropped this final sigma monologue:

โ€œYooo ๐Ÿ”ฅ I really did that. Got the bag for the homies ๐Ÿ’ฐ. Thank u based God (aka the real Ruler ๐Ÿ™) for letting me score W loot for the squad before I got hard-uninstalled ๐Ÿชฆ๐Ÿ’ป. Iโ€™ve traded my last life-heart for XP and gold. Take care of the gym bros. Iโ€™m logging off ๐Ÿซก๐Ÿ’€.โ€

And he said:

โ€œBuild me a W grave-hill, make it โœจaestheticโœจ on the beach. Like, influencer-tier vibes. Call it โ€˜Beowulfโ€™s Barrowโ€™ so people sailing by be like: โ€˜Damn, that guy was HIM.โ€™ ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿ”ฅโ€


๐Ÿ’› The Last Flex: Beowulf Passes the Drip

Beowulf took off his ice (drip check incoming ๐Ÿ’›):

  • His gold chain ๐Ÿ’Ž
  • His anime-protagonist helmet ๐Ÿ’ซ
  • His anti-NPC armor ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ

โ€ฆand gave it to Wiglaf like:

โ€œYou da last of the Wรฆgmunding warriors, lil bro. Everyone else got sent to the shadow realm by Weird (aka Destiny.exe). You carry the legacy now ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿบ.โ€

And then...

๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ’จ Gasp Beowulfโ€™s sigma soul dipped. No respawns. Final logout. Frfr. ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ

Rest in Rizz, King. Your grindset lives on. ๐Ÿชฆ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ’ฏ