As Bill Cipher was about be erased in the Mindscape, he tried a last ditch effort that would save him from his face. He cried: "!nruter yam I taht rewop tneicna eht ekovni I !nrub ot emoc sah emit yM !L-T-O-L-O-X-A"
Bill felt Stanley's punch connect...
Welcome one and all to this brand-new story I'm working on revolving around the Owl House and a certain Illuminati triangle. Before we start, I would like to clarify that Azazel is not the reincarnation of Bill Cipher, but more like his child. No, they are not related by blood, only by power. It's confusing, I know, but it'll make sense in the future, I swear.
Let's get this show on the road, people!
Episode: [1] Witches and Wardens (Part 1)
I don't own the Owl House or Bill Cipher. Those rights belong to Disney. I only own Azazel.
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Bill Cipher was always someone who prided himself on his intelligence. He's been playing the world ever since the old days. He influenced the people of Egypt to build the pyramids, got his eye on the United State's dollar bill, and even influenced George Washington during the Revolutionary War back in 1775.
Yes. He prided his intelligence.
Yet...now...he was fooled...by a moron of all things. Bill knew he should have checked when he felt that "Stanford's" hand was different, when that sixth gloved finger was loose. He should have seen "Stanley" having six fingers instead of the normal five... yet he didn't. Now he was paying the price for it.
BILL: "I'll give you anything." The one-eyed triangle got on his knees, looking at the man who had tricked him. "Money, fame, riches, infinite power, your own galaxy! Please!" He begged.
Then, Bill felt pain. The pain of his body being erased from his existence. The pain of his body betrays him.
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BILL: "N-No!" He reached to the roof of the burning room. "What's happening to me?!" He looked at his hands, seeing them glitch like that of a television screen
He was stretched, mangled, and distorted. The triangle never knew he could feel pain like this, but he did. In a last-ditch attempt, he yelled the one thing that could save him.
Is this how every one of those people he so brutally killed felt? Is this how everyone he killed felt? Is this how his dimension felt?
...
Is this how his family felt?
Bill didn't want to die, no... he has come too far to be destroyed by some pathetic human. He was out of options, but there was one last ditch effort that might work. The deal he made with him. So...in his final moments, he cried:
