What Comes After Four? (BFB+Omori)
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  • Reads 8,071
  • Votes 106
  • Parts 45
  • Time 4h 6m
Complete, First published Jun 24, 2022
An alternate universe inspired by a book I made in school called The Fourth Duet. Basically, Four dies and X shuts himself in for four years.
Things have changed a lot. 
And they will keep changing.
WARNING! BFB AND OMORI SPOILERS!


#1 on bfbx - 7/8/22
#2 on bfbfour and #3 on xfohv - 7/14/22
#1 on bfbfour - 7/20 - 7/21/22
#1 on bfbx - 8/3/22
#1 on bfbx - 8/6/22
#2 on bfbx - 9/09-9/10/22
#5 on omori - 8/3/23
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