One lonely winters day during the month of February, I was partaking in a game of chess with my friend Cecil. Cecil had used his rook to take my bishop and I was not pleased. I cursed at Cecil and he took off into the forest. I chased him into the forest where I tackled him down and started to beat him senseless. After he was dead, I began to drag his corpse into the bushes when I seen an injured boar who had a cut in its leg. I could not leave the boar to suffer, so I tore off some of my shirt and wrapped it around its leg to help it. After that, it disappeared into the air and the surrounding area became foggy. I heard thundering footsteps from behind and turned to see what it was. A figure stood in the fog, a looming figure. "Who goes there?" I cried. As I said this, the mighty Bal-Gora emerged. A giant boar monster he was, about 10 feet tall. He was clad in armor, with a mace in hand. "I AM THE MIGHTY BAL-GORA, THE BOAR GOD" he cried, smashing his mace into a tree, knocking it onto some passing hikers, killing them instantly. "I HAVE EMERGED FROM MY DARK SLUMBER TO ONCE AGAIN TAKE GODSHIP OVER THIS WORLD. IF YOU WANT TO AVOID MY WRATH, YOU MUST START TO FOLLOW MY RELIGION" he bellowed. As this was happening, Cecil (Who I thought was dead) got up and started to scream at the sight. Bal-Gora swung his mighty mace and smashed Cecil in 3. "THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO THOSE WHO DO NOT FOLLOW THE WILL OF BAL-GORA" Bal-Gora bellowed. "SINCE YOU HAVE HELPED A FELLOW BOAR, YOU HAVE PROVEN YOURSELF WORTHY TO WORSHIP ME." Then he disappeared into the fog, leaving the Book of Bal-Gora behind. This is why to this day I obey the will of Bal-Gora and if you want to avoid his wrath, this religion is for you.