The fragile state of Mira's mind is causing quite some trouble for Second. Confused and worried, Second is forced on a treacherous journey in order to save his friends from the "multiverse" that has formed in Mira's corrupt brain. "As long as we remain friends, I will always be by your side, no matter how far apart we may be."

Stick figures all across the Interspace are becoming corrupted by some unknown code, driving the Interspace into chaos. With a group of friends at his side, and even more joining along the way, the Second Coming is determined to find the source of the mysterious code and cut it off at the roots. "Stem the spread of the corruption. Save the Internet from descending into hell. That's what I created you to do, Second: to be the Chosen One's Return, and to make me and everyone else proud. Go and get 'em, for my sake, alright?"

King wasn't dead. Filled with anger and frustration, he came up with a plan- a plan to unleash his fury upon the Second Coming and his team. A plan including havoc and destruction. A plan forged with an alliance. A plan to lead him to world domination. "Power and pride are your weaknesses, King; they will bring you down no matter what. Which is why you must change your ways. If you change, everything will be fine; if you don't, however... well, I suppose I don't need to finish my sentence for you to know what comes next."

Two years since the end of Endgame. Two years of peace and tranquility and no battles. But also, for two years, beneath the surface of the Interspace, a dark force has been stirring: a vengeance waiting to unleash its wrath upon the world above. And two stick figures have been planning to set it free. The Interspace is crumbling. Chaos is reigning. Villages are being destroyed... And the reason is that the Void has been opened once again. The Chosen One is tired of fighting. But he knows that if he doesn't act, the Interspace, maybe even the entire Internet, will fall. Victim doesn't want to approach the Void again, but he knows that he must in order to defeat Dark and restore peace to the Interspace. The Dark Lord hates being defeated. So when two stick figures offer him another chance at life, he gratefully takes it; he must take any chance he gets to achieve the goal he set himself four years ago: take over the Internet. "What will you do, dear Chosen, when all your friends... are dying around you?"

King Mango was bad. The Dark Lord? Even worse. But everyone was certain they were safe from the two's imminent threat now. Dark was presumed dead, and Mango had been forced into hiding. What no one guessed was how deadly these assumptions would turn out to be... and how much an unlikely match would have in common.

[HUMANIZED!] "...Alright, does someone want to tell me what the fuck is going on," Paintbrush yelled sternly, rubbing their temples to stave off an incoming headache. "THERE'S A DEMON! THERE'S A DEMON IN THE DORM PAINTBRUSH!" Fan screamed, pointing his lightsaber (where did he even get that?) at the floor, swinging it around and nearing throwing it several times, his grip on the handle unsteady. Paintbrush turned their attention to the end of Fan's lightsaber, and on the floor was a small Cellar Spider, not completely motionless but certainly not hostile. I should've expected this, Paintbrush thought hopelessly, rolling their eyes. I am rooming with five-year-olds. . . OR: Paintbrush doesn't know if they'll pass their first year of college; their new dormmates certainly aren't helping. (A Lightbrush college AU.) This fic contains humanized characters, swearing, and the ships fantube and lightbrush. Cross-posted on ao3 under the same alias. [I do not own Inanimate Insanity or any of the characters from it. This work is fan-made.]

How far would you go to do it for Science? This story contains Violence, Gore, Offensive Langauge, and other themes that may contain sensitive content. Book cover artwork is drawn by me.