Here is his amazing story finally

Far away in a deep blackish cave that lay in the massive Rudo Moutnains, A blackish fungi was rooting itself upon the moist walls, feasting on the rotting insects. It was a disgusting sight, but essential for decaying bodies to reduce the amount of carnivores in the area. Over the years the cave began to become a powerfull fungi hideout. They hid and congregated like a flock of geese preying on fish. The Fungi mixed and matched for years producing many disgusting breeds and species, but of all one block of many species became dominant. Among the fungi there, the Possesion fungi, Mental Fungus and The Acid fungi became very powerful. They all had sub-classes but they had no Lord or Fungi keeper to maintain them. That was until a young curios boy wandered into the cave, with awe spreading across his face. He ran joyfully into teh cave. He pocked the growing mushroom with enthusiasm. Everday for months the boy came here and watched the fungi, and talked to it.

Not much food had come to the cave for quite some time, and the Mental fungi proposed a solution. The planned to lure the foolish boy over and then blast him with acid, and feast. They did not retain emotions or feelings for other livling creatures, so they had no problems with this. "So amazing... Gosh i wonder what its like..." the boy murmered to himself in awe as he stared at newly budding acidic mushrooms. "I can tell you, young one" said a deep voice within his head. The boy looked around the cave with caution on his face. He stood to his feet slowly and once again looked around the cave. "H-hello?" he asked unsurely. "Look behind you." The boy spun on his heels and sent his eyes widly around the room. "At the purple mushroom, the largest one on the dark black rock." The voice said with decisive conviction. "That one?" the boy sent an unsure at the the large purple mushroom. "Yes, that one." The voice stated quickly. The boy walked over and knelt down to it. "What am i looking around?"

The boy heard a slopping noise behind him. He turned his head quickly, but imediatley regretted it. Green mist was sprayed into his face. "Ahh!" the boy quickly got to his feet and retreated out of the cave. The fungi sat disappointed, but when the boy latter returned that night, hope rose within the colonies.

But, this time the boy was not alone. A tall beared man, with a massive aura of confidance stepped slowly into the cave, with the boy not far behind in tow. "So where did this thing blast you?" said a deep voice, presumably the man. "Right there in the corner, the dark green one with white specales." the boy said with haste. He had cleary not taken comfort in the incident. His face was red and the skin was peeling. He body was clearly resisting the effects. But his body could not forever, it would take time.

"You sure?" the man said with deep question in is voice. "Yes im sure." The man sent a large black boot upon the helpless mushroon. Greenish foam bubbled out of the crushed creature. For several weeks the boy never returned, when he did, he was in poor condition. He rested down next to the cruel fungi. "Why d-did you do-do thi- this to me?" He asked with clear pain in his voice. "We are hungry." the largest mental mushroom projected.

The boy later returned unsurely with three dead rats. He set them down next to the fungi colonies. After that he began to truly become attached to the fungus. It became addicted to him, what he had to offer. The boy would come eagerly to the cave nearly everyday, and he taught the fungus of what life was like for him. They began to have a fractured understanding of common emotions. One day the boy developed cancer. He visited the cave once more, with several people with him. "These damned things are what made you sick eh? I'll crush these little congregating bastards with my- he was cut of by the boy, "It couldn't have been them, ive developed an immunity to them. My body's defenses are invincible to they're effects. And they wouldn't now. " he said sincerly.

And when the boy died, the fungi all mourned him with they're own chants. They even began to feel sadness and loss. The boy's body was buried with them, but they never fed off of him. The family regularly dropped food off for them. Then one day, it happened. A new fungi budding hit the boys still rotting body, in fact almost all of the dominant species hit his body. And after many years, after the family left, the boy becam a hulking fungi man, who could spawn and use the abilities of the fungi in the cave, he had no memory of who he was, but he still wandered the earth watching over the fungi of the world, and taking care of them.