" At the end of the path of water, a red door hides a stone window. In this place
you will fight your greatest enemy, and Tim Dixon will die on this day."
Hermes' words echoed as I awoke in a cold sweat, the image of a red door burnt in my mind. The oracles foretold this legend, and they were never wrong. I had no way of knowing when I would meet my fate, so I journeyed to find out more.
My journey got delayed a bit.
Okay, back on track! I climbed to the top of Mount Washington to take in the views. While on top, the winds stirred, and the clouds started to collect in one spot. Zeus was definitely behind this.
"I won't let your hatred for me harm these mortals, Zeus!"
While everyone escaped in the train, I held the storm at bay with palm strikes, but Zeus unleashed all of his fury. I countered with a 100% power palm strike, which I had never done before. The strike was so powerful, the energy went back in time.
I broke a sweat so I decided to go swimming under a waterfall.
Afterwards I climbed to the top of the waterfall to enjoy the sense of height.
After this whole ordeal I decided to go to Kennebunkport, Maine where I have a little vacation home.
After taking in the view of the ocean, I grabbed my sailboat and sailed to my quaint oceanside home.
After some beers, (and some time sobering up with the local sea lions, as the rest of the town is a bunch of yuppie snobs) I decided to go to an old favorite place called Bash Bish Falls, which lies on the border of New York and Massachusetts.
This waterfall is usually crowded, so I came here an hour before sunset to avoid the people.
Fuck you, signs. This swimming hole is way too perfect to pass up.
I could stay at Bash Bish forever. When the noisy tourists are gone, this waterfall is the most beautiful place to swim that I have been to on the east coast.
My final stop on the way home was in Kingston, Ny, where I enjoyed meeting some new friends at a local punk bar. A few of us went to my hotel room to enjoy some pizza and stories. Unfortunately I don't remember their names or where we got the delicious pizza (although alcohol may have distorted my taste buds), but I do remember having a very very good time. When I awoke, I noticed a strange sign in the bathroom.
Someone was kidnapping towels, and I was going to find them. I tracked the thief to a mainenance shaft.
Up there I found a broken man, babbling on about a place called "The Gray Towers". I had no desire to get mixed up with a crazy, but then I heard him mumble about a "path of water" I had to follow up this lead.
Gray Towers. I walked towards this stone mansion, not knowing what faced me. Who was my greatest enemy? Zeus? Would I truly fall in battle today? There was only one way to find out.
I entered the estate and searched the house. It was empty. As I went back outside, I was confronted by creations of Hephaestus himself. He sent mechanical warriors to kill me, including...
Aliens...
Predators...
Aliens on bikes...
and...What the fuck is that?
"If that's what is supposed to kill me, then the prophecy was a joke!" I cried out after crushing these weak opponents. Then I turned around and noticed it.
The path of water...
and the red door at the end.
I walked inside to find a stone window. I climbed through this window and came upon a courtyard, with a strange table made of water.
I approached this table, and noticed 2 seats, one at each end.
I sat and waited for my greatest enemy to appear, and he did.
My greatest enemy is myself. The pool of water generated an identical copy of myself. One of us the good Tim, one of us pure evil. It was at this point, I laughed. My doppelganger asked what was so funny.
"On this day, Tim Dixon will die. One of us won't make it out alive."
And so the battle ended, and the other Tim defeated forever. Now only this Tim Dixon survives, and he forges ahead for the final battle against Zeus.




