Paramnesia Ω Ohmwrecker x Reader: Book 2

Chapter 13 Ω One Last Wish

(Y/N) laughed a maniacal laugh. It sounded like her yet it also sounded like Ohm. "(Y/N)! That's enough!" The blue eyed male became terrified. It wasn't the fact that he had to see another dead body, he saw plenty of those with Ohm. But the sight of her turning into what he was made it terrifying.

The (H/C) dropped the almost unconscious masked man. "I thought you were on my side, Jon?"

The boys were about to run after her when she started walking, but Jon ordered them to stay back. "You're a monster with my friend's body, not (Y/N)." He began walking towards her. "Like I said back there, if she has to lose all her memories of us just so she can get peace, don't think I'll hesitate to hit her!"

Jon rushed forward about to swing at (Y/N) until the beaten up unmasked man stopped Jon. "NO!" He stepped between the two, catching Jon's wrist.

"What?! Get out of the way, bitch!" Jon pushed the fragile male to the side but failed to do so.

"If she loses her memory again, she's also wiping my existence of this place again!" Cry pleaded, tears running down his blue eyes.

"That, I don't mind."

"OHM'S existence. MY EXISTENCE!"

Jon was still not convinced this was his friend and swung his fist at his face, making Ohm fall back a bit. "How long are you gonna keep this little act of yours up?!"

"What act?!"

"Don't play fucking dumb with me!"

"It's really me, OHM!"

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As Ohm's body ascended inside the entity, the stabbing pain only grew in his body. He thought it was never going to end.

When he finally reached his new home, the killer wandered the dark place. It was filled with familiar faces he had killed. Familiar voices moaning in agony. One stood out the most, the one he killed on this very same night, Cry.

The bloody, green hooded man jerked the monster's arm so he could turn to face him. A twisted smile crept his face. "Missed me that much you killed yourself?"

Ohm yanked his arm back and growled. "Who are you?"

"I'm Cryaotic, but you can call me Cry." he started to walk around Ohm in circles. "What if I told you I can get you out of this place?"

This peeked the monster's interest, but he didn't want to give in so easily. "Then why are you?"

Cry giggled sinisterly. "I waited for you, Ohmwrecker. You are exactly what I need to get out of here."

"I don't even know you!"

"Many people know you Ohm, you just don't remember it."

"...like who?"

The masked man stopped on his tracks to step closer to the monster. "I'll tell you, under one condition."

Ohm didn't feel like he had a choice.

"You let me have your body, and I'll send you back down to Earth with mine."

"W-what?! No! You don't even have the power to do that!"

That's when Cry took out a knife, slitting his wrist. The crimson liquid was everywhere, but soon was stopped by a black mist. The blood retreated back inside his body with mist following right behind it. It healed the wound in a blink of an eye. Ohm was astonished by such dark magic. But one thing just didn't add up: How did he get this power?