"𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐖𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫" - With DJ in the Resistance, many months have gone by. Attacks were placed, but _nala was never spotted going with them. Questions were raised but none were answered. However, attacks have started to become more rampant and consistent than ever. The Resistance, even with two new members, starts to grow weary. _nala, with a heavier heart than before, starts to enact his final plan, with his Chosen standing on the sidelines and fear starting to grow in him. (TAKES PLACE BEFORE AVA SEASON 2 ALONG WITH THE PREVIOUS BOOKS)

"𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙣, 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙭 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙩. 𝘿𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙖, 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙣. 𝙁𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨." - For many years, Alan (or _nala) suffered through pain all starting with the cold case of his missing high-school friend. But to his surprise, this friend was found the day he ran away. And so, filled with happiness, he starts another plan. More risky and dangerous than the last.

During what seems to be a completely peaceful day, our main cast is visited by other worldly stick figures.. and a huge, yet unlikely threat. (AvA/AvM series belongs to Alan Becker. Characters are not original, this is an inspired fanfic.)

[MAY DROP AT ANY TIME] Dark died in the Showdown, and everyone thought that would be the end of him. What they didn't know, though, was where the deleted go - and who he might meet there. Dark has been hell-bent on escape ever since he entered the void, but a certain goofball by the name of Victim might just throw him off-track.

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.

Direct continuation of the story "Acts of Redemption". Purple would never be a hero, that was certain. He had already accepted his fate to never truly walk the blinding white path like the powerful stickfigure that guided his way there. Truth be told he could pretend to see angel wings on his reflection on the mirror, but he couldn't ignore the horns sprouting on his shadow behind him. Banner designed by me! Follow me on tumblr for the clean image and other avm content. (@UndeadLordie)

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