Battle at Linoleum and the Reforging of the Fillet Knife

So as it came to pass that the great and mighty Paul would spend the rest of his days bound to his couch to ponder his lot in life, he found the chance for one last fleeting glimpse of his former conquests. Finding the strength to temporarily break the curse of an entire missed season of Fringe now available on the internet, Paul rose to his feet and boldly made his way to the kitchen in search of his leftovers. He swung the door open wide and immediately spotted them, wrapped in a sensual layer of aluminum foil, his leftovers gleamed like sparkling waters of the Great Ocean he had know as a child. He tore the leftovers for the refrigerator's bosom and spun around it search of a fork. But there was none to be found in the hall of forks.

Waiting, for vengeance!

Paul lashed out at the Sink with all the spite and violence he could muster. For it was the Sink that pilfered the forks. Brandishing the Scrub Brush of Kalithunkillboar he made short work of the wretched Sink returning the forks from wench they came. But the Mighty Paul was proud and his pride often took a boastful form, especially to impress that most heavenly of maidens, Stacey. Seeing the opportunity to boast of rescuing all the wretched items from the Sink's stinking maw, Paul set about cleansing and in minutes had cleansed them all. They were now free to return to their homes, to the Great Lands of the North and the places of their fathers births.

It strikes!

The Sinks vengeance was strong and swift. It set the Scourge of Knifeblock, the deadly Fillet Knife on the unknowing Paul. It hid, using all it's cunning below Paul's fancy dish drying towel, ready to strike. Unsuspecting, Paul gracefully removed the fancy towel from the counter top and in a flash the dastardly Fillet Knife jumped to the ground and stabbed with all it might into heel. But in battle, the Might Paul only knows rage. Quicker than a fox with +8 agility, he removed the blade from his heel and hurled it against the wall, shattering the Fillet Knife into hundreds of pieces.

The fatal wound.

And yet the Fillet Knife had done its damage. The All Powerful Paul collapsed and fell into the Shadow World. There he slept for a thousand years, waiting. Waiting for the time of his rebirth!

There he slept.

Stacey found The Paul; she used her healing powers and made him anew! He rose up and reforged the Fillet and became its master. Its razor sharp blade cut down his enemies and he became Lord of All of Creation.

Remade.

Reforged.