Ten Thousand Years <Davesport>

The forest

Shortly after Jack had disappeared back into the flipside Dave had begun thinking of different ways he could try to get there from hitching a ride on fredbear through his weird wormhole portal things to dying for a second? Third time? One of the two he really didn't know to be honest. All he wanted was to be with Jack again, nothing more nothing less. Hell even if he had to die in the most painful way possible to get to Jack he'd do it. Jack was his world and he always would be though now because of his new and, well, shiny appearance he'd taken even more to thinking of Jack as the glorious sun and himself as the dusty small moon that paled in comparison of beauty and overall personality.

The best idea came after thinking about the name Light Caster, he remembered the time he ventured a little too far into the forest and was able to make out the voices saying the words 'Light Caster' though at the time he didn't know what they meant he most definitely did now. He first brought the idea to the purple mutt since he knew the most about afterlives and all the paranormal bullshit that had begun after he died in that rabbit suit.

At first BlackJack had been skeptical about the idea but with a little further explaination warmed up to it. By the end of Dave's negotiation he was fully on board with the idea and agreed to accompany Dave to pitch his idea to the others who were still grieving, Dee and Peter were in the worst shape after the whole ordeal. Dave was doing terribly too but he'd swamped himself in trying to find Jack so much that he'd been forgetting to feel feelings, instead opting to focus on the insane drive of motivation he had to get back to Jack.

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Not three days later they set out for the forest tracking through the fallen branches and entire trees that had been left on the ground of the forest after the fight between Henry and Jack. The two had really done a number on the forest.

As the plunged deeper into the forest the voices got louder and louder, eventually the quiet whisper turned into a deafening shout in Dave's ears making them ring and making him feel nauseous. Soon they found a massive black crack in the ground, it led to another dimension. BlackJack stopped at the entrance looking down into with anger in his eyes. The void it could only be the void.

Carefully the group stepped in as per BlackJack's instructions trying not to fall over from not being able to see where the ground was, it was an infinite black nothingness after all.

A voice broke out into the previously silent place.

"Who might you all be?" The voice asked and BlackJack quickly responded.

"We're looking for Jack Kennedy. He is also known as Light Caster."

"Ah.. my dearest Jack Kennedy. What business do you have with the god of the flipside?"

"We're his family, we want to see him again." Peter chimed in this time.

"Ah, of course he has spoken of you all on many occasions. Very well. I'll send you to him however there is a catch, as always..."

"What is it? We just want to see Jack please hurry up."

"My my, feisty aren't we, the catch is that you will never be able to return to your afterlife."

The group went silent. Were they really going to give it all up? Well, the answer was yes, of course they would. 

"We'll do it. Thank you."

"Very well. It is my pleasure to serve Light Caster's family, do tell him I said hello." The voice called as they were all swallowed by a cloud of deep purple smoke.

Upon opening his eyes Dave saw a gate bathed in beautiful and soft moonlight, the gates immediately opened and they were allowed entry to the garden, about 20 meters away there was a grand doorway into what looked like a royal palace, was this where Jack had been living all this time? Dotted around the area were slightly translucent people, spirits Dave guessed, ones that hadn't moved on to their afterlife yet. AT the door were two guards wearing suits that heavily resembled what Jack was wearing just matching and toned down slightly, probably just to keep it obvious who was in charge of the place.