|Weak Hero| Change the Fate's Design

Chapter 22

So this might get a little confusing, but the people from the Silver and Kyrie Universe (Universe S-01014) will have "Silververse" in front of their names while everyone from Silver and Kyrie's original universe (Universe A-00001) will just be their normal names.
Silververse Donald = Donald that Gray and Silver befriended
Donald = Donald who reincarnated as Silver

The light faded as they fell to the floor. It was indoor flooring, not the outdoor concrete near Eunjang's gates. Kyrie—no, he wasn't Kyrie Kwan anymore. He was back to being Kingsley Kwan of Universe A-00001. He sat up and immediately recognized where they were.

"Where are we?" Silververse Eugene groaned.

"The funeral hall..." Kingsley whispered. "And...I think it's the date of Donald's funeral..." He whipped his head around, desperately searching for his only friend. "Those two are Donald Na and Kingsley Kwan of the other universe but...where's my Donald!?"

He bolted over to the casket and shakily opened it. Donald laid there, dressed in the expensive suit Kingsley had purchased for him. He remained unmoving and when Kingsley shakily reached a hand out to touch his face, he was cold.

"No..." Kingsley's voice cracked as tears welled up. "Not again...I can't go through this again!"

"Where is that bastard!?" Silververse Gray furiously looked around but could not find Alistair. He didn't want to accept that his little brother was now dead and they couldn't do anything about it. "He'll need to come back to return us to our universe. We'll force him to bring back Silver then,"

"The date is October 30th, the first day of Donald's funeral," Kingsley sobbed. "It's before I even killed myself," He hugged Donald's lifeless corpse tightly. "Donald already had the perfect funeral! I made sure it was perfect the first time! I..."

Silververse Kingsley walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. Even though they weren't close and the whole reincarnation from another dimension was weird, Silververse Kingsley still cared about his little brother. "If you want to continue going through with this funeral since it's already set up and we're here, do you want me to take your place?"

"Would you really be willing to do that?" Kingsley asked.

"Yes," Silververse Kingsley nodded. "If you and I have the same thoughts on the perfect funeral, then I know how everything goes,"

Silververse Kingsley glanced over to Donald. It was a very haunting sight. Donald and Silververse Donald really did look identical. It was as if Silververse Kingsley was staring at Silververse Donald's corpse. He thought he saw a jolt of green energy flicker around Donald's corpse but it happened so quickly that he brushed it off as his imagination.

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Kingsley and Silververse Kingsley swapped clothing. Kingsley and the others all stayed out of sight and hid in an empty funeral hall while Silververse Kingsley was in the funeral hall where Donald was. "Will people even attend?" Silververse Donald asked Kingsley. "If he didn't have any friends like me, why would anyone attend?"

"The entire Union attended," Kingsley told him. "They may not have been friends with him, but they respected him. They respected his strength and the influence he had over Yeongdeungpo. Even Ben Park attended,"

A loud thud followed by an angry shout of "Who the fuck are you!? Where's the real Kingsley!?" drew everyone's attention. They quickly got up and hurried to intervene before Silververse Kingsley could get hurt. Jake had slammed Silververse Kingsley against the wall and was gripping the front of his suit. 

"Jake, stop!" Kingsley grabbed Jake's wrist. "Let him go!"

"Two Kingsley's?" Jake glance between the two. He caught sight of the others. "What...What's going on?"

"Long story short, Other Me," Silververse Jake spoke up. "Truck-kun is real and when your Donald Na died, he was reincarnated into our universe as Silver Yeon. When your Kingsley died, he reincarnated as Kyrie Kwan. That wasn't supposed to happen and we ended up fighting a Dimensional Travel Agency guy and the broken device brought all of us here. There's also a little bit of time travel since this is before your Kingsley died,"

"He's telling the truth, Jake," Kingsley said. "Let go of my other self,"

Jake released Silververse Kingsley. "I noticed that he was acting strangely. He didn't seem to genuinely care at all about Donald's death. It was all an act,"

"Because I don't care about him," Silververse Kingsley claimed. "I only took Kyrie's place because he's my brother and he couldn't bring himself to go through with the funeral again,"

"Let's swap back to our own clothes," Kingsley sighed. "If Jake noticed, then the others would probably notice too. The less people that know, the better,"

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The people from the Silververse all returned to hiding in the other room while the funeral began. No one questioned Kingsley's eyes already being red and puffy from crying. Just like before, Kingsley was once again overwhelmed with grief and fell to his knees.

Jake knelt down beside him and comforted him. 'To him, this is Donald's second funeral. It's much more painful than the first,'

When Ben arrived, Kingsley didn't object to his presence like he did before. As Ben placed a white rose amongst the rest, he reeled back in shock. "I just saw something like green electricity flicker around Donald!"

"Green?" Kingsley walked over to Donald and also saw the flickers. Compared to what Silververse Kingsley had seen, the jolts of energy were much larger and more visible. "That's the same color as the Dimensional Traveling Device..."

The energy crackling became stronger until everyone in the funeral hall could see it. Everyone was confused and scared. They didn't know what was happening. Then...it all dispersed. To everyone's shock, Donald's eyes flew open and he gasped for air as he sat up in the casket.

The energy was the device restoring Donald's insides since the mortician removed all his organs and blood and replaced them with embalming liquids.