{Fade} The Wolf King

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Vintage... honestly he was ready to expect the worst. He'd lived a peaceful life for the most part. He had lit up his new home enough to not have those greyed-out villagers be going after him every five seconds. Now it was more every few hours. That time limit got shorter and shorter as he lit it up more and more.

He had a pack of wolves as pets. He was going to miss them when he left this world. They certainly all adored him.

He pat the smallest of them on the head. His name was Lafayette. Yes, after the Frenchman. Lafayette was about as tall as his ankles when the rest of the pack came up to Vintages' waist.

Vintage was sitting on a step on the mansion's staircase. His wolves surrounding him making him feel a bit like a king of sorts. And, he saw the first red life on the server walk in. Mask.

"What is it, Kane? I could be spending this time doing resource gathering, farming... even hunting. And you want to waste it on a meeting?"

Mask lifted her hands. "I'm unarmed. I've only worn armor to protect myself on the way here. I wish to propose an allyship."

Vintage raised an eyebrow. "What sort?"

"I want to start a war. I've figured out this world and I'm certain you did, too. You are the detective of us, I'd be surprised if you didn't." Mask said.

"I suppose you are right. This is some sort of shared hallucination. Or, something like that." Vintage stated. "I assume when we die on red, we will simply wake up. If not, we'll wake up when we're all dead."

"Yeah. Which is why, to end this faster, I wanna start a war." Mask said.

The air was tense. But, not silent. "... What?" Vintage asked.

"A war. It'll make this game go by quickly. Whadya say?" Mask held out their hand to one of the dogs. "Please?"

Vintage thought for a moment. "...Coraline." The dog Mask had held his hand out to perked up. "...Shake."

She lifted her paw into Mask's hand, and Mask shook it. "Good girl!" She scratched behind Coraline's ear. "She's well trained."

Vintage beamed with pride. "Thank you. I trained dogs a while back for extra money. It's easy to do. Now, any plans for this war?"

Mask nodded. "I'm gonna get some more allies. Set up a base in the desert I live by. I'll be a bit chaotic... Get people wanting to kill me. And boom. War."

"That doesn't sound the most effective. I would threaten people." Vintage stood up, holding Lafayette in his arms. "Try and take their materials. Threaten to kill them if they don't. You can obviously do that, being on Red. How does that sound, hm?"

Mask grinned. "Perfect. This, is shaping up to be a great alliance,"

"It is. Now, I'd say get at least two more people. Meet me in the map room."

"What map room?" Mask asked.

Vintage sighed. "Take a right when you come in and go down that hall. Second door on your left."

"Ah. Gotcha."

"I'll be waiting for our allies." Vintage walked upstairs, his council of wolves disbanding to prowl the mansion.  

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