Star vs. The Forces of Evil: The Hidden Truth

The Scribe

"Where are we going, mistress?"

"To the crypt."

"To the... crypt." Laar looked around and almost dared to yell "WE ARE IN SPOOKY CAVERNS FILLED WITH CREEPY BOOKS, WHY WOULD YOU NEED A CRYPT IN HERE?!", but he kept his mouth shut. After all he went through, having Eclipsa being pissed at him was at the bottom of his to-do list.

His presence in this forsaken place wasn't even on that list. Alas, the choice of picking the destination was never his, otherwise he'd be long gone not only from here, but also from Mewni, from her. He never liked Eclipsa, never trusted her, or her intentions. With all the power she possessed, she could be done with everything and everyone in a matter of days, hours even. But for some reason she always kept dancing around the possibility to rule the Mewni and even further beyond, way further. Then again, he never really grasped the concept of love.

"We're here."

He snapped out of his thoughts and gazed at front of him. He didn't think it was possible for all the creepiness of this place to exist, but somehow this monstrous building was doing exactly that - a hell inside the hell. And they needed to get inside of that thing.

"W-What's inside?"

"Books."

He rolled his eyes. More books in more cramped space.

It was simply astonishing. Not the building itself; the monstrosity looked like it was created by an architect with some weird demons and severe digestive issues. No, the astonishing aspect of this creation was how anyone could conceive of such a thing, even as a thought. As was Laar trying to comprehend it, he looked back and realized how deeply wrong he was to criticize this lovely library. Because compared to this disgusting thing, it was a neat and comfy place where elderly people came to discuss their grandchildren.

Of course, Eclipsa being... well, Eclipsa, she walked inside with a grace of a person that just strolled out of a department store. But the moment Laar stepped his foot inside, his brain started to twist itself in a fruitless attempt to comprehend what his eyes were seeing.

While on the outside, the crypt looked truly ugly, the architecture inside it was beyond comprehension. And unfortunately for Laar, not in the cool sense of the word. It was wild, a violent mixture of incomprehensible shapes and indescribable colors, mixed together in a way that shouldn't even be possible. Apparently, physical laws never really took any interest in this place and it was aparent.

"Can... I... leave?!" Every word that left his mouth was filled with the pain of his guts trying to escape his body in different directions. While he was a monster, he was one more by his appearance rather than his desire to conquer living beings and eat them.

Eclipsa just motioned her hand, without even bothering to check up on him. But he didn't care, because with his sheer will power, he managed to drag himself out to the welcoming aura of the old, dusty, and musty library.

While silently moving through narrow corridors of the crypt, Eclipsa couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging. As if some invisible force was welcoming in its hallways. This feeling was getting more intense with every step towards its center, where she hoped, would be a book containing the history of the family she had decided to join over 300 years ago. Those years were a gap that she wanted to fill with information.

But when she reached the center, nothing was there. "Wha...? No. NO!" The place wasn't completely empty, as there was small piece of rugged paper on a podium. A note: Dear love, after what happened we couldn't just stay here. We moved on. If you'll ever read this, I'll hope you'll do the same.