𝕎𝕙𝕠 𝔸𝕞 𝕀 (Steve Saga Fan Fic)

Chapter 4

He had been running. For what feels like forever, grabbing at purple hair and tugging at it. To put it simply Galaxy steve was absolutely exhausted.

It had been at least a couple of days on non stop sprinting as fast as he could not even stopping for fishing brakes or sleep. And he was TIRED.

He ate his intire pufferfish and apple supply on the way over- which was alot, At least 3 years worth of food at that. And he was hungry again.

Though needless to say. A very very very salty creation definitely did NOT aprseate it. Illusion was barly even able to keep up. Plus he had no food no water on him when this all out Dash across the world began. He may hate his creator but jeez. Galaxy steve was persistent!

Illusion finaly was able to catch his breath once his creator screeched to a halt when they reached a mountain top. The steve didn't care why they stopped. He was just glad he didn't have to run anymore- but Galaxy steve definitely cared about why he stopped.

He found the edge of the explosion. Where the energy was building once again.

An Extremely dangerous energy.

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I felt.. strange. When I came to. I couldn't feel anything at all, like I was floating in pitch black darkness. A void with nothing left inside but me.

h̸͉̯̞̳̩͎̲͌̃̏u̵͓͓͕̱̹͖͓̪̭̐̾̿͗͆̈́ͅm̷̭̥̭̳̃͗͋̅̈͜.̴̰̟̝̓̀̕͝͝.̴͇͚͕͉̜͎̑͒̌̔́

A dismantled voice echoed though tha darkness filling my body with ice cold dread. I was not alone.

̸̢̛̘̙̺̘̬̦̳͈͌̔̃̒̋͜͝s̷̩̲̳̳̫͕̬͊̂͛ͅo̵̞̝̹̪̖͇͍͔̥͝ ̴̡̲̖͈̠̺͑͌̓̾͆͗́s̸͍̿͂͋̏̽̅͑͝t̷̢̛͉̮̞r̸͚̗͙̬̊̋̽͒͌͊͘ȧ̷̢̢̙̟̬̭̳͐̌͑ͅņ̵̬̤͙̦̞̥̏̈́̊̀͑͠͝ģ̶̨͖͈̪̬̻̼̮̦̈́̍̓̆e̵̘͎̰͕̽͐̍́̀͆̋͗̕̚.̴̨̭͓̫̠͙̬̪͇͐́͗͂̔̄̃͜͠.̸̦̱͕̪͆̓̍͆̍̒̒͛̚.

The voice mused drifting closer I tryed to open my eyes only to find my body whould not move and inch

y̶̨̝͍̦̲͍͙̤̓̎̐́̄̈́̓̆̊͘e̴̘̱̩̳̾ͅt̶̜̻͎̜̬̠̾̀̆͂.̸̨̢̛̦̯̞͒̅́͑̂̾̎͑̈ ̴̢̨̛̬̳̇̚S̸̐̇ͅo̴̱͕̱̤̮̗̓̈́̚ ̸̨̛͖͙̼͙͕͗̊͊̓̾͗͌̅̕ĭ̶̜̐n̶̡̯̹͚̘̮̬̜̖̾̄̌̉̌͠t̵͉̳̰͕̦̂̾̆e̷̼͈̘͇̗̟͌̚ͅṙ̷̛͓̟͔̘̜̪͈̣̾͛̽̕͝ȅ̸͕̦̼̐s̷̛̛̺̥̆̏̋͊͒̆͆̔t̶̜̰̤͙̙̟͂̊̂̿̒̒͜i̷̥̠̪̣̞̝̟̤̱͕̓̒͑̔̈́n̸̢̧͎̺̤̆̈́͐̈́͌͗̾̓̚͘g̶̘̺̭̠̪̖̱͌̌̌

My soul shiverd feeling it touch my face, cold and dead like a phantom.. i couldn't move at all. I was trapped in my head. I qickly came to realize as the phantom touch traced my face brushing over my parted lips. Assessing me as if I were a doll.

S̵̛̗̺̟͇̠̖̫̙̹͔̎́̆̕u̵̯̣͇̦̤̿̂̐̍̃͗ç̶̛̄̓̐̚h̴̨̠̻̝̳̣̞̹͐̆̆̃̌̎̌͑̕͘͜ͅ ̶̢̘̯̩̙̮͕̝̫̟̋͗̓̍͘a̵̢̜̥̹̒̓̊͒͛͂͝ ̵̧͙̼̦͈͇̬̩̞̝̑w̸̧̛͓͍͈̩̳̪̏͆͊̀͐͋̆r̸̡̤̥̟̹͕̱̟̈̇̇͒̽̈̓̚͜e̶̢̢͍͖̤̪̭̩̐́͜ṅ̴̺̟͓̏̆͆̆c̷̳̉̇͒͝h̶̡͇͓̼̊ ̷̣̺̤̘̹͉̮͖̉ͅi̶͙̟̳̤͛́̆̇̽́̆̕n̴͍̿̊̌̓͑̔̐ ̷̙̺͈̇̾̔͆̒͊̒̾m̵͕̫͎̙̲͉̯̝̑̂ͅy̸̨̫͕̱͇̋͌ ̴̩͋p̷̳̪̟͕͎̃̕͠l̶̢̰̹̩̥͍͍̱̋̇͗̋͝a̵͍͆̇̾̋̿͛n̵̢͕͆̐͋̒͗̂͗̚͜͝s̵̝̫̩͈̼͋̈́̋. Ǐ̸̢̮͊͒̔͐̅́͒͝ ̴͇͚͎͗̑̈́̔͘c̸͉̖͉̖̹͊o̵̖̱͇̘̭͇̞̪͙͈͊̌̒͒̒͝u̷̡̬̭͂̈̔̽͑͒̊̚l̴̢̤̳̹̖̞̮̉͌͜d̸̮̫̹̬͈͉̮͉̦̻̽͆́̇̔͐́̑͝n̴̬̭͕͇̼͍̈͛̅̓̈́͐͗͗͌̚͜'̶̩͚̩̐̒͐͛͛̈́́̒̚͘ţ̶̨͚̟͇͂ ̵̟̞̫̞̱̭̤̥͚̫̈́̾́̒́͝͝t̴̺̩͖̺̃̽̃́̚ő̷̜̣̘̜̖̰̯͎̥̯͂͌̂͗͑̽̇̉͗u̴̘̠̖̟̒̑̎̌̒̊c̵̢̺͓̟̹̠̙͇͓͉̽̔̃́͆̂͗͌̓͝h̸̢̟̙̲̬͉͍̻̞̫́͛̑͐͝ ̵̨̗̣̬̰̲͈͘ͅỷ̸̙̝͕͈̪̥͇̒͗͋͗͗́̕o̶̧̡̲͎̲̫͚̠̪̎̒́͋͛͐ȗ̴͕̤̯̞̯̆̎̎̒̊͝ ̴͕͇̜͆̍̑̊̃͋͛̈́͘b̶̡̞̲͕̯̹̼͈͙͎̂̓̆̏ē̷̮̤͈̻̯̱͕̤̱̤̈́f̸̨̛̼͉̹̳͍͚͕̘̔́́̈́͌͑̈́͒̕ͅő̷͈͌̒̎͐̊͘̚͝r̷̨̘͈̲̯͕͒̊͒͆̈́̉͆ͅͅe̵̡̛͉̪̲͓̟̙̻͔̍̈́̈́͝.̶̤̺̥͗̇ͅ.̸̧̰͓͕̪̹̹͎̪̝̇͛͑̅͌B̵̧͙̟̣̝̖̙̦̙̾́͒̌͜u̴̢̙̹̻̝̳͙̓̆͌̈́̊̊ͅt̵͕͓̼͙̱̙̯̐͆̓ ̴͍̽ń̵̨̪̺̫̫̊́̒̽̚̕͝ǫ̶͈͓͚̣̼̝͕̪̺̋̋̀͛̑̒̅́͘͝w̸̡͎̫̺͌̂̆̈́̏̄́̕͜.̷̟͔͖̮̋͝.̶̡̥̯̺͇͔̥̞̫̄ͅ

I felt light headed ad it spoke the darkness taking over my mind and thoughts. I felt my self drift away...

.̸̧͙̩͋̇̉̇͊̊́ ̴̡̛͔͍͕͙̗̣̐̈́͒̈́͒͛̔͌̕Ỳ̴̨͚̖̘̮̜̭̓̔̌̑͗̀̒͜o̸͕̒̊̔͝ư̷̫̼̘̣̱͓̎́̄̈́̕r̵̯͔̫̬̜̝̂̅͜ ̵͕͖̞̞̝̹͂ų̴͙̠̩̩̬͇̦́͐́̒̉̚͜n̸̨̮͔͙̣̦̒́͆̾̿͝͝ḑ̴̢͚̭͈̋̈̊͊͆͆͝͝è̶̫͎̬͚̎̏͑̍͑̚r̶̋ͅ ̵̛̱̙̞̫̈̓͝m̴̬̽̾̈́͠y̷̨̛̖̎̈́̂̓̓̀͝ ̵̢͇͗̅̀́̋͐͝c̸̡͕̣̻̻̫̼͑̓̆̐͠o̸̡̮̲̳̗̠͍̥͔͛̉̿n̴̡̢̛͖͒̌̈t̶̡̲̥̯̻̝͑r̴̢̲̠̙͉̐̕ō̷̢̻̬̝͕̜̯̐̃̉͋̽̆̈́͜͝͠l̶̤͇̍̈́̒̈̕̚.̴̨̡̧̟̻̦͖̞͋̚ͅ..

I started to panic- no- no- no-no- I screamed in my head not wanting to become a puppet in its game. The voice only chucked grabbing my chin and wispering into my ear as I faded away.

Ģ̷̛̱̮̦̱̓̒̉̏ͅo̵͕͈͎̻͍͙̬̾̌̆̊͋́ő̵̼͔̳͓̲̤̟͑̒̓̍̑̌̀d̷̢̧̛̙̤̮̹̬͎͚̩b̸̢͖͎͕͉̊̌ỳ̵̨̝̤̮̥͖̣͚̻͕̀̅͝ẹ̷͔̈́ ̴̢̡̜̯̝̳̘̦̗͔̈́͊̎̔̀̋̔͆̒͝f̵̢̬̙̓͗̀͋͘͝ở̸̢̙̹͈̭̙̦͔̺͚̀̍̔̒̽͊̒͝r̷̛̦̅ě̸̳̰̙̜̼̪͍̦̀̊ͅv̷̯̓̈́͒̌̓͗͂ē̴̤̺͌͠r̷̲̹͇͖̗͖͇̂̑̏̑̅̇́̑͝.̷̩̃̀͐͑̈́́̀͌͝.̸̦̦͚̆͑̽͊̏̐͊͗́͘.̶̫͇͓̋́̓̊͊̽̈̚͘͝ͅ ̵̝̈̀̀̂̋̇E̷̢̞̟̤̺̞͂L̵̤̦̲̒̇̎̉̒̈́̓Ą̵͇̞̘̺̤͍̻͉̆͌͝N̶̨̞̥͇̘̖̭̪͑.̴̛̟̣͉̯̭̥̝̖̅͊͒͑́͒̓̐͂