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  1. "...what is your plan, exactly?" asked the Wanderer. "Indeed," replied the Witherlord with a fond smile.
  2. The wanderer jumped back with a yelp. -- "Greetings," said the Witherlord to Sequence.
  3. "He got hit by one of the Withergeists. It started to corrupt him. It also stopped him from being able to Narrate."
  4. "Well, I was in the Clockverse- a universe made up entirely of gears and clockwork. It was pretty cool! I was trying to find my way to the center when one of the residents told me I was needed for some sort of quest? Anyway, he was able to take me to the center, but then the Witherlord attacked and destroyed everything."
  5. The wanderer, whose teleportation medallion had not yet recharged, sighed and sat down.
  6. The dust reanimated into a dark clock creature. "Should we maybe think about getting out of here?" asked the wanderer nervously.
  7. Sequence is not the Witherlord, to be clear. The wanderer shook her head. "That can't be right," she commented. "What reason would the Witherlord have to take on a new host?"
  8. The wanderer frowned. "When did that happen?"
  9. Sequence felt the glorious power of chaotic darkness.
  10. "What?"exclaimed the wanderer, incredulous. "How in the world did you come up with that?" Sequence recalled the Witherlord with reverence.
  11. Sequence pondered several possibilities and realized the answer was all of them. _ "Are you sure you know what you're doing?" asked the wanderer doubtfully.
  12. "Do you have any other ideas?"asked the wanderer. "Someone that could help?"
  13. "That is a problem, yes." Making was disgusting. Breaking was delicious.
  14. Sequence was not there, as she had never been physically there in the first place. Again, dust. Even more dark joy. It just felt so right for things to be broken.
  15. The cupcakes rotted away. Sequence felt a thrill of pleasure that wasn't hers.
  16. The withergeist flowed into Sequence, extending its dark perspective into her mind. All must be destroyed. All must be brought to ruin. The withergeist looked back out from Sequence's eyes. "THAIDAKAR!" screamed the Wanderer. "Get us out of here!"
  17. It had no effect. This wasn't a game anymore. "Become... me..." the withergeist spoke.
  18. No one was entirely sure what Thaidakar had hoped to accomplish with that plan, but it was certainly a good thing it hadn't worked. Allowing themselves to be tainted by such power would have put them under the control of the Witherlord. The withergeist rained upwards from the ground in front of Sequence. It extended a hand.
  19. "Your wound," whispered the Wanderer, staring at Nameless's chest. The clockwork creature beeped.
  20. But in fact, he had merely drunk a gallon of black dye.
  21. "Hey, that's a good point- you're a Narrator, aren't you? Unless..." The sky fractured. Darkness poured in through the cracks. Or did he? But nothing happened.
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