Collection of Vex stories

Nightmarish Fantasies

"You can't escape the Uproar forever, Sackboy! As long as there are dreams, there will be nightmares!"

Those words had haunted his conscience since beating the entity born of nightmares and chaotic influences. Whenever he was at his most vulnerable, especially during sleep, his greatest trepidation would become reality and pursue him endlessly. He was supposed to be a knitted Knight of the Imagasphere! A warrior without fear of the unknown and a steel hard resolve! An yet here he was, optics fluttering behind their lids, breathing erratic and sweat cascading down his body in rivulets. His body was consumed by twitches and tremors every so often, signifying just how tormented his inner physique was. Little did he know just how his very horrors, ones he had kept under lock and key, would change his existence for the worst.

Standing on a singular platform, blazes of lustrous lightning flickering all around in Violet puffed clouds where luminous malicious yellow optics were gleaming from within, stood none other than Sackboy. True he might have been young and small in stature, but his determination more than made up for his shortcomings. Unfortunately, the current atmosphere sucked all of his courage until it ran dry and his being could be seen visibly shaking with anticipation of what was to come. Another flash of lightning startled the young knight, causing him to recoil several steps backward. The optics seemed to materialize for a split second once more, however, Sackboy could have sworn they were even closer than before.

The clouds seemed to close in on him until it was suffocating and constructing, the view completely obstructed. The silhouette moving amongst the gloom was too quick to be able to see a definite form. Sackboy tried keeping it within eyesight, but the fog seemed to contour around the shadow, preventing visible identification. The shade swiftly shifted behind him and with a subtle voice, quickly brushed its gloved extremities against the base of Sackboy's neck.

"Don't tell me you don't recognize your ol' Pal Vex?!"

That voice, no it couldn't be! He had perished at Sackboy's very hand. And yet here he was, taunting and tormenting him like it was some kind of game to him. Knowing Vex, however, he relished in the absolute agony and terror of others, Sackboy being no exception.  Emerging from the shadows, his long slender legs taking deliberate drawn-out steps, was none other than nightmares incarnate. His entire attire screamed a literal trickster. He wore a red and blue stripped jester hat, a large yellow V adorned on his forehead, his opticals seeming to be golden yellow pits of calculating chaos and fear, his mouth bore stitches and shared the same yellow as his optics, his blue vest with a curled under collar, his arms seeming to be comprised of red twisted wires, his hands were covered by blue gloves, his trunk and lower extremities seemed to be covered in a red plaid cloth, upon his feet he wore boots with the top most part curled under and pointed toes and draped across his back was a cape seeming to be ripped into several tail like sections. He was as if he had literally walked right out of a nightmare.

"Well, you're just adorable! That look of pure terror! Oh, it gives me a tingly feeling!"

Vex seemed to be mocking the other's unfortunate circumstances as his voice carried hints of joy and excitement. He easily towered over Sackboy, his very stance radiating immeasurable power and cruelty. Getting down on one knee until he was at eye level with the Knight, his expression quickly changed to one of immense delight as he could practically feel the others discomfort and horror radiating off him in waves of unseen energy. Vex eagerly devoured the negative energies, seemingly to grow even more formidable by the minute. Optical's aflame with the influence of the uproar itself, they seemed to illuminate with bright green flames that signified just who Sackboy was dealing with; the overlord of the uproar, the incarnate of the very nightmares themselves.

Sackboy's entire expression was one of abstract terror as his eyes met Vex's and he saw his very nightmares made reality; his friends and companions treating him as a nuisance and abomination, Scralet turning her very back on him and abandoning him, N.A.O.M.I tourting him for days on end, Gerald using him for his sick twisted experiments, mama monkey relentlessly attacking him until he was mere inches away from death, and King Bogoff selling him for manual labor to grow rich. Collapsing to his knees in absolute agony and pain, tears streaming down his stitched cheeks, sackboy slowly looked up at Vex once more, almost pleading with his ebony oculars for it to stop.

Gingerly cupping the other's chin in his navy blue gloves, Vex couldn't stifle a chuckle from rising from within himself as his stitched jester mouth widened until it stretched from invisible ear to invisible ear.  He was ecstatic with glee at the other's anguish and was drinking all of it, up to the last drop. His plaything's will had swiftly been broken and Vex had all but won. Standing to his full height once again, Vex's hand had become engulfed with greenish-ebony-hued magical energy as his eyes took on the appearance of the uproar once more. The energy shifted from his hand and eyes to his very being and it seemed to occupy the very air around them. Jagged energy bolts rained down from the sky in the appearance of lightning as Vex cast his very essence onto Sackboy, sealing his fate.

Sackboy's vision became blurry and hazed over as they took on a like green complexion and his expression turned emotionless; his body limp and at the beck and call of his new master. He knew nothing more than to only please and heed his master's commands. He no longer had a will of his own but now belonged to his new overlord of the Uproar. Awaiting instructions, he gingerly raised his gaze towards his oppressor.

"Hahahahaha! Craftworld is a land of Uproar now! Every fear, every nightmare, will become reality. And I'm the god who rules it!"

Vex raised his head to the sky as his cackles of triumph rang through the air and his expression was filled with absolute escatcy. He had done it! He was victorious and everyone would bow before their new god. He had made due with his promise, no one could escape the Uproar. He was truly nightmares incarnate.

Seeming to vanish into oblivion, the nightmare disappeared from whence it came causing Sackboy to bolt upright in his bed, the covet soaked with perspiration. Swiftly standing to his feet, he went to his mirror in the corner. However, what he saw within the reflective glass caused him to backpedal. His optics were shimmering green with the distinctive hue of the uproar. Whether out of the corner of his eyes or he had imagined it, he could have sworn he glimpsed a red and blue shadow with the distinctive Jester attire and hat with those shimmering yellow-gold eyes and that stitched mouth which was currently stretched into a wide smile. The silhouette seemed to curl itself around him, the evil laughter ringing in Sackboy's ears.  Vex had followed through with his threat all right and now he was Vex's fantasies made reality.