Story
Long ago, back in medieval times, an evil spirit known as Spooky had terrorized all of Pac-Land. In response to this, the great Wizard Pac created a potion that turned 5 ordinary fruit into the "Golden Fruit." A young knight called Sir Pac-alot fought and sealed Spooky underneath a large tree using the Golden Fruit, which were attached to the branches of the tree. In the present time late at night, Inky, Pinky, Blinky and Clyde sneak into the village and, in their mischief, pick the Golden Fruit off the tree in the center of town. Unfortunately, this releases Spooky from his prison. Spooky tells the ghosts to take the Golden Fruit and follow him if they wish to rid the land of the Pac-people forever. When Pac-Man awakens, he hears the news from Professor Pac about the Golden Fruit and Spooky, and sets off to defeat the ghosts and Spooky. After Pac-Man defeats the ghosts(who all used machines to stop him), he places the golden fruit back on the tree's branches. However, Spooky is still alive and tries to destroy Pac-Man. Harnessing the power of the Golden Fruit just as Sir Pac-alot did, Pac-Man re-imprisons Spooky and returns the Golden Fruit to where they belong. As the townsfolk are congratulating Pac-Man, the Ghosts plan to free Spooky again after hearing Spooky say his final words, "My ghosts will free me again!!" Chomp-Chomp, overhearing the conversation, runs inside the house and eats some power pellets, turning the Ghosts blue. After realizing that, the Ghosts turned and fled, with Chomp-Chomp on their tails. He came back later and stood next to Pac-Man, with his lips stained blue.
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