*Face it Edgar! You've lost!
Fine. You've cornered me. You push my brother to attempt to take his own life, give him PTSD, literally have him become a monster, and I'M THE BAD GUY. Fine. If you want a monster to slay...
I look up from my desk, holding my pen.
HERE I AM!
*Death to the pen! Death to all writers!
Reaper lunges at me. I rewrite his attack, causing it to miss.
*Ally!
One of the souls Reaper has flares up, countering my rewrite. I avoid his scythe the old fashioned way.
I feel my sins weighing me down. I stike with this dark power. Reaper avoids this attack.
*Let's double check what I'm up against here. Let's see, I read this in some notes.
*Edgar: Demmented Writing Incarnate
*Control (Power): Yes%
*Sin: (Nods)%
*Link (Life Force): 100/100%
*This shouldn't be to hard.
So let's see what I'm up against here.
Reaper: Genocidal monster.
Control: Stolen Souls%
Sin: More Than Me%
Link: 100/100%
Why do I have all this? I'm a writer, I like to put numbers to things best I can. After a certain point though, they just become arbitrary. The level I'm at is about that point.
*Die already!
Reaper lunges again, I catch his scythe in the air and throw him, slamming him into the wall. Black, inky blood oozes from my wounds where I grabbed the blade.
*Heh, hurts, doesn't it? I hope so. I want you to suffer. Hell, I may just keep you alive and push your brother to kill himself as you watch, just to teach writers everywhere a lesson.
What did you just say?
*Gen's next after you. Any last words?
*I lift my scythe and prepare to strike.
Don't...
Don't EVER THREATEN MY BROTHER!
I use the power writing itself, sending ink at Reaper. I feel myself change, my body morphs, becoming something else. I become, the monster you see me as...
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FantasíaSup? Name's Nathan, I'm the Narrator. Oh, I'm sorry, you must be confused. Let's rewind a little. I come from a world where we know we're in a story. You can see what's going on in my world in The Story on the Board: What's a "Fourth Wall?" and the...
