Revival

Satisfied

  I strut home to my Anti-Void the only place that I feel safe right now.
  I also don't feel safe being in the same space as someone who has pictures of me and stuff that belonged to me spread around their room.
  Plus I was kinda hoping Fresh can drop in today. It would be kind of rude for him not to right? Since he has been basically in my place without me being physically here.
  I have a strange premonition about the future that some strange glitch wiping out the entire universe. Ha as if. I will be the one to do that.
  I will succeed in getting my happy ending. Even if that would mean I have to be the only happy person in this entire multiverse.
  Waving my hand to call a portal to existence I step onto the chalky surface of Outertale and sit by my cliff edge.
  I wonder how Outer is doing? No stop thinking about him. You need to get revenge. You have to avenge everything you never had and pay the Multiverse back for it's lack of kindness.

  How long will my revenge last? It already spans for an eon. How long will I keep fighting?

 "I have yet to break all the rules yet to break my loyalty bind to the traitor. As much as he was my teacher it's my job to beat him up and become the new master.

  Then and only then, will I be satisfied with what I had done. Everything that I have done will be worth having been done, I will be alive once more once I rid my world of him and his filth. I'd be free.

  Thank you guys for dealing with these long as frick chapters but I needed them to set the stage for the ship that I will reveal once the Spanish version catches up with the English one.

  But for now The Author herself will gift you a poem for 

  Innocence by Eris Cerise Eternal-

  The first thing you will lose in a world so cold. 

  Hold your hand out to the sun and watch the rays melt into night,

  The cries in your heart beg to be free,

  But even in the end you will grow old.

  Bask in what you feared in the past what you never felt would ever be your sight,

  You future tainted by the hands of someone with ulterior motives which you couldn't see.

  But when you are new and young,

  You'd love nothing more than a friend since you have been all alone.

  Yet even now your heart can turn to stone.

  Learn from the master of deceit.

  The pain made will lull you to sleep,

  Falling into the dreams of death and destruction.

  You only want people to see how you felt,

  So you hurt them yourself,

  The only real person who suffers is you,

  To believe life can be solved by a simple equation,

  Blasphemy.

  Underneath you are the same but the child like air has disappeared.

  And in it's place left an empty husk.

  Dead but still alive,

  Rotting yet you still revived.