🧙 Barry Profiter and the Enchanted Maze of Niches
Someone’s asked in a group I post this series in if there’ll be dragons in it, so please keep following it as that’s lead me on to some new ideas which I hope you’ll find to be good fun Barry Profiter straightened his slightly crooked wizard hat as the heavy oak doors creaked open. The words “Nicheology 101” shimmered above the entrance, though they seemed to ripple like water, as if daring him to step through. Inside, there was no classroom at all. Instead, Barry found himself standing at the edge of a glowing labyrinth. The walls were high and made of shifting, enchanted stone that hummed with faint whispers. Every few seconds, golden signposts emerged from the walls, pointing down different twisting paths: - Crypto Caverns - Pet Palace - DIY Dungeon - Mindset Mountains - Keto Kingdom Each sign flickered invitingly, as though trying to hypnotise him. Barry swallowed hard. It’s just a maze, he told himself. But deep down, he knew Hogwash’s teachers never made anything simple. From somewhere in the distance, he heard Professor Nicholena’s disembodied voice:“Choose wisely, Profiter. The wrong choice will lead you deeper into confusion.” The Temptations of the Maze Barry took his first steps into the Crypto Caverns, following the glowing trail. The walls lit up with glittering coins that floated in the air like fireflies. His heart raced. So much gold! This must be the jackpot! But as he reached out to grab one, the coins burst into smoke. The floor crumbled beneath him, and Barry barely leapt back in time. From below came the echoing laughter of unseen creatures. He turned and ran into another corridor—this one marked DIY Dungeon. At first, it seemed promising. Sturdy tools hung on the walls, and blueprints glowed with possible fortunes. But the tools started to shake violently. Suddenly, a swarm of gremlins leapt from the shadows, hurling broken hammers and bent nails.“Quick riches here, boy! Start a blog about everything! Everything!” they shrieked. Barry swung his wand desperately. “Unsubscribe-us!” he yelled, but the gremlins only cackled louder.