THE GUTTER, ALBION — With rampant spending and the cancerous mountain of debt it has created, the Tax Man is apparently not satisfied with blasting the life out of people on Earth. Reportedly, He has moved on to fry bigger fish in the world of Albion. And as this tale proves, there are only three things are certain in life: Death, Taxes, and Depression.

“I thought I was going to be in the black for eternity,” said Chicken Chaser. “Every time my heart would beat, DING! There was another 100 gold. So I bought this house here and that food stall over there, having a great time you know; then BAM! I saw the tax bill. I almost died,” said Chicken Chaser while gripping a Resurrection Phial.

We asked our hero where all his seemingly endless gold went. He replied, “It all just disappeared, man. With all these ads for meat pies, wedding rings, and shirts, how can anyone keep track? But the IRS sure did. All this work was supposed to be off-the-books; but then they asked for receipts! Have you ever asked a fat hooker for a receipt?!”

Now rendered shirtless, Chaser finally has something to quest for, even if it is just to stay out of court. On a positive note, he now has an Tax Form to show off as a trophy, which is met by both ravenous laughter and tears.