Iterum: A Finis Work

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Yes, Austin, it was. We know who the villain is. Our hero does not. 

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so sans gained the ability to shapeshift and turned into the principal

nice

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He's figured out my every plot twist. 

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Seems to be the case, that is who we are fighting.

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Also why does this void see familiar. With the portals to different universes and the platforms and the fact it is a void.

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it does seem familiar, now that you mention it

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Oh. I didn't base it on anything in particular. What does it remind you of? 

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Chapter 6: The Light of the Underground

 

Madeleine fiddled with a teleportation device that was not unlike the one the King had formerly seen in possession of the original Doctor. The thing beeped and booped and hissed, but did not create a portal. 

 

“I swear, he makes things so unnecessarily complicated,” she grumbled. “Things are so much harder when I can’t just throw a hat at it to fix the problem.” 

 

The King patiently sat to the side and polished his golden hammer with his golden robe. Eventually, after what was admittedly a long time, a portal flickered and flared to life. 

 

“Let’s go save the world,” Madeleine suggested. 

 

And so, the two of them jumped forward. 

 

OOO

 

The Underground’s central hub of commerce was very, very strange. All sorts of building materials appeared to have been used with no regard as to how it looked. Brick stood next to granite and stone. Mortar, what appeared to be super glue, and in some cases, literally duck tape held things together. 

 

Despite the fact that everything was indoors, though, there was no sense of claustrophobia. The place was absolutely massive. It put cathedrals and malls to shame. 

 

The King peeked through a crack between two cobblestones and saw a void. It was a void that he’d seen once before, in another world. 

 

“This is like no place we’ve ever seen. Where are we?” 

 

“Well, technically, we’re nowhere. We’re in-between universes, kind of. It’s just a void. Our resistance’s builders took whatever materials they could and made this. It’s a bit chaotic, but it’s ours.” 

 

“It’s… alright, actually,” the King decided. 

 

“Well, if you’re done gawking, let’s go.” Madeleine spun and marched off in a seemingly random direction, and the King hurried after. 

 

OOO

 

At the center of all the hubbub were several open tables, with many people working at them. Piles and piles of papers and gold were scattered all around, everyone in too much of a hurry to really be organized. Folks in hoodies and sweatpants worked shoulder-to-shoulder with people dressed in colonial-era attire, standing with others dressed in futuristic power armor. It was madness, but it was working, somehow. 

 

In the center of the center was the Octoling Shopkeeper, seemingly typing at six computers all at once. She looked almost completely normal, besides a baseball cap and a bow tie, for some reason.

 

“Madeleine. Hello.” The Shopkeeper’s voice wasn’t cruel, per se, but definitely more clinical. Less childlike. “Who is this that you’ve brought?” 

 

“Octoling, meet the King of the Ladder.” 

 

The King bowed politely. 

 

“What’s up? What do you need?” 

 

The King cleared his throat. Suddenly, he felt a bit ridiculous. Who was he, trying to start some grand revolution? He wasn’t a king, not anymore. He didn’t control how things went. He shouldn’t be doing this. 

 

“You know, you’re right. For once in your life.” 

 

That immutable greyness returned. Everyone froze, and once again Finis appeared in the corner of the King’s vision. 

 

“If you’re saying that, then what I’m doing must be the correct course of action,” the King replied. “If you think that I should not do something, you better be sure that I’m going to up and do it.” 

 

“Very well. When your pathetic act of spite ends in its inevitable failure, don’t come crying to me.” 

 

The greyness passed, time started working correctly again, and the King cleared his throat once again. 

 

“I’ve come to you requesting aid,” the King began. “I want to save the multiverse, and you have the resources and connections to help with that.” 

 

The Octoling Shopkeeper scoffed. 

 

“Are you joking?” Now her tone was cruel, full of venom and bitterness. “Do you see how hard I’m working, just trying to keep the resistance alive? It’s difficult enough to keep the status quo. What would you even have me do?” 

 

“You’re running an entire economy here. Surely, that counts for something. That could be used for something. Wars are run off the back of a strong economy.” 

 

“You’re a starry-eyed idealist,” the Octoling dismissed him, returning to her work. “Go back to your own universe. You probably have rainbows and unicorns there.”

“My entire multiverse was wiped out.” This was apparently enough to shock the Shopkeeper, who swung around and began to pay attention to him again. “Do you want to start generalizing again?” 

 

“Alright, fine. Fine!” The Octoling Shopkeeper began to angrily throw some papers about, just for show. “Fine. I’ll support your cause. Out of pity. You got that? Is that clear?” 

 

“Crystal,” the King muttered. “Now, I was thinking that -”

 

Before the King had the opportunity to explain what he was thinking, the sounds of warfare and laser beams being fired emanated from somewhere. 

 

“Dammit! A raid, really?” The Octoling Shopkeeper pounded a fist against the table in frustration, causing the poor wooden furniture to break. 

 

She pulled out her ink gun. “Looks like I don’t have much of a choice anymore. I’m with you two.” 

 

“What’s going on? Who’s attacking us?” the King asked, somewhat worried. 

 

The sounds of laser cutting through flesh and the painful screams of the wounded flooded the area. And all the while, a male voice laughed an ugly laugh, seemingly delighting in the carnage. 

 

“There’s only one person this can be,” Madeleine noted. “You any good in a fight? Actually, you probably are, don’t even answer.” 

 

The King grabbed hold of his hammer, and against his better instincts, marched towards the sounds of pain and death. 

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Hey cn

@TACO wants to date you

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who tf is @TACO

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and toxic

that account hasn't been online for 11 years

so

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ChessNerd1320 wrote:

and toxic

that account hasn't been online for 11 years

so

it was a joke

imma do what i did to the same person with ht but to u

Hey Cn
@xXMeme_ReviewXx wants to date u

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good for them

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this is a funny joke.

i am laughing very hard right now.

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ChessNerd1320 wrote:

good for them

HOLY MOLY

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TACO IS TACO 

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@TACO

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Did I hear Sans? Now I have to drop the standard snas megalovania

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ChessNerd1320 wrote:

good for them

Btw for ht and cn it was a dare, they didn't want to ask so i did it for them

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What on earth