Then
The Monster had torn through Happy's chest, ripping his hear out; it manifested in his blood-covered hands as a key. One of the seven keys to protect and unlock the new worlds. Then the Monster buried what was remaining of Happy's heart, somewhere where no one could find it.
No one could bring him back.
The Monster took the key and unlocked other worlds, letting many things bleed through the fine line of space and time, bringing about what soon would be a never-ending war, one to overthrow the Old Gods.
Months Later
The Monster had finally acquired all the hearts ripped from the Old Gods to put together what was once his beloved Sister.
And so here came the wrath of one most beautiful and oldest of newest Goddesses:
Pandora.
The Old Red God had murdered and torn into her body and soul eons ago, however, The Monster could not remember, for the Old Red God had erased The Monster's memories. Made him forget so he would not bring her back--
Until he did.
The Monster had torn through Happy's chest, ripping his hear out; it manifested in his blood-covered hands as a key. One of the seven keys to protect and unlock the new worlds. Then the Monster buried what was remaining of Happy's heart, somewhere where no one could find it.
No one could bring him back.
The Monster took the key and unlocked other worlds, letting many things bleed through the fine line of space and time, bringing about what soon would be a never-ending war, one to overthrow the Old Gods.
Months Later
The Monster had finally acquired all the hearts ripped from the Old Gods to put together what was once his beloved Sister.
And so here came the wrath of one most beautiful and oldest of newest Goddesses:
Pandora.
The Old Red God had murdered and torn into her body and soul eons ago, however, The Monster could not remember, for the Old Red God had erased The Monster's memories. Made him forget so he would not bring her back--
Until he did.
The Library Wars
With Happy dead and unmoving on The Library floor, someone needed to step up--take over... but who would be up to the enslaving tiresome repetitive task?
Being a Guardian meant always staying behind. Watching the Story unfold. Minimal interfering, always scribing.
So I took upon the task. I was Happy's Protector, so of course, I'd watch over his mantle.
I Am The Writer.
And what followed, was the inevitable.
Months Later In The Poison Room
Mordred, once called The Monster, and his sister Pandora clawed through the Poison Room, trying to find something-- a scroll of power...
This would help them defeat the Old Gods and erase them for good.
And so they came upon it, and rejoiced, for now they were Truly Happy.
And the endless war would finally come to an end...
Where the Old Gods became nothing more than a memory...
...and the New Gods would rule.
For eternity.
The Twins were now in control.
With Happy dead and unmoving on The Library floor, someone needed to step up--take over... but who would be up to the enslaving tiresome repetitive task?
Being a Guardian meant always staying behind. Watching the Story unfold. Minimal interfering, always scribing.
So I took upon the task. I was Happy's Protector, so of course, I'd watch over his mantle.
I Am The Writer.
And what followed, was the inevitable.
Months Later In The Poison Room
Mordred, once called The Monster, and his sister Pandora clawed through the Poison Room, trying to find something-- a scroll of power...
This would help them defeat the Old Gods and erase them for good.
And so they came upon it, and rejoiced, for now they were Truly Happy.
And the endless war would finally come to an end...
Where the Old Gods became nothing more than a memory...
...and the New Gods would rule.
For eternity.
The Twins were now in control.
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