Time for Another Loop (A fanfic about Roblox Pressure)

The Pain we Share

I was in my office working on some documents.

"Goodness. You'd think that Urbanshade would have some sort of ai to do this all for them."

I wish they did.

I got up for a temporary bathroom break. I went into my bedroom, and then my bathroom. Pissed, washed hands, and then looked in the mirror to not see my own face.

Headmaster

He was there for a few moments before I just saw my own face. I was shocked and stepped back. I got out of the bathroom and bedroom before I grabbed my head.

"Gah. Where did this headache come from? Gah... G̷̠̳̈́g̴̖̙͇͊͘ä̵̡̜̥́̍͝ạ̸͛́̅̓ǎ̸̛̟͊h̷̩̗̪̓̏̆̉͜h̷̛͚̺͜ȟ̷̘̒͛h̶͕̺̊!̵̟̱̟͍͗̇̃̚Ḿ̵̪͒͘Y̵̡̡̦̥͒͛̄̀ ̸̢̥͖̺̇͛̕̕E̷̩̍́X̵̨̺̻̺̽I̵̭̊̓̀̓Ş̴̃̌͛͝T̴̩̘̩́̈Ẽ̵͉̀̈́Ṋ̶̙̥̹̀̔̚C̵̤̠͈̎Ë̶̮̯́̐ ̴̮͈̦̙̎̄̂B̷̩̱̯͂̂͌̔U̷̙̯̾R̴̺͖̽͋̋N̶̙̰̰̓͊͜Ṣ̴͚̆̋́̇!̴͚̞̮̼͂̀͒!̵̮̮̊̅̉͛ ̴̧̜̟̆F̶̟̻͂̎Ǘ̶̙̼͕̈U̷͓̅̋̓̕ͅU̵̘̲̔͌̋̇Ù̶̡̦͈͕Ṵ̸̺̈́͌͘͝ͅÛ̸̫̝̗͈͝Ć̸̝̪̊̅͗Ḳ̷̯̻́͑̋͗!"

I̶̧̥̕ ̵̟͠f̷̮̅e̴̞̝͆̋l̴̘̒̉l̸̘̟̀͋ ̴̗̮̎͋ṫ̵̯̉o̷̭͊ ̵̩̎ṱ̶͐͐ḣ̸͉̹e̵̝̾ ̸͓͘͠f̶̼̬̿͝l̸͕͉͆o̷̲̬͛ò̷̼̑r̵̳̆ ̷̧̀͌i̴̱̿̕ñ̸̜͐ ̴̰͖͛F̷̛̖͝Ǘ̵̜C̸̟͎̑̍K̴̹͎̆̐I̵̙̊͜N̴͂ͅG̶̱̿ ̸̻̣͛P̶̙͎̉͒A̷̰͚͌I̵̫͈͒N̵͈͊ ̵͓̃Ä̷̱͉́N̷̬̣̈́Ḑ̷̅ ̷͚̊̋Á̶̱G̶͖̫͊Ó̴͔͐N̷͎̹̽̎Ÿ̴̟̚ ̷̜̏̕ḁ̶̃̈s̶̟̭͊ ̸̤͈̓Ï̷̫ ̴͚̓͝ṭ̸́r̵̥̍i̷͈̰̓e̶̦͚͊͘d̵͚̹͂ ̴̭͛͘t̶͙̻̏̄o̶̼̩̎̒ ̶͍̪̅̑g̵̪̿ȅ̵͎̃ť̴͎ ̴̑ͅa̴̖͈͠ ̵̫̐h̸͍͚̕o̴̦̊ļ̸͝d̷͎̀̐ ̸͔͛ơ̵̜ḟ̵̺͇͝ ̸͉̺̈m̶̡̰͑y̷̻̔s̵̤̓̔ḛ̴̜̓̆ḻ̸͈́f̵͙̥̊̅.̴̖͖̒ ̶̤͎̈́͠I̷̹͒ț̵̢̀̚ ̵̩͆p̶̲͓̋͠a̸̺̝̓s̶̻̈́͝s̶̼̐̓e̷̩̰̾̾d̵̲͐ suddenly. Just so suddenly. 

"What happened? What fucking happened?"

I was holding my head in my hands and was on the floor. I was sobbing from how much it hurt. I was being ripped in half... over and over again.

Fuck. He... killed the other timelines I made and fused another.

I then slowly pushed my self off the ground.

"Why...?"

To keep all other dimensions from becoming too important. When they do, they produce plot and thus become indestructible. There must have been one creating plot... and he had to fuse that one with ours. Fusing makes dimensions more unstable temporarily. More timelines make dimensions unstable permanently unless they are dealt with.

"Aka destroying or fusing them."

Correct

I sighed as I sat down in my chair again.

"Did... anybody else feel that pain?"

Only important main characters like us. Whoever the other main character felt it. The weirdest part of this is that it's is going to feel like that our dimension has already had these characters and actions. Even to people in reality.

"Damn... I'm just going to process that."

Only things people will notice are small plot holes.

"Got it... now... fuck... shut up and let me rest."

Fine sleeping beauty. Enjoy that rest.

I sat back in my chair and began to rest. It felt good.