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    "Ah-ah-ah!" The man pulled out a roll of duct tape. "I might not be able to Silence you, but this duct tape will work quite well if you keep cursing like that." "I could give him a happy ending." The Priest noted. "If it would make him end his tyranny, I would do it." "It does cause strain upon my soul, but that's just a side effect caused by the pull of this realm upon me." The Dreamsmith rubbed his scarred shoulder absently. "The World of Dreams is my native realm. I cannot leave forever. Not if I wish to remain who I am." As Jack drew closer to the source of the singing, he began to be able to make out the words being sung. "Oh great forest light my way, guide me to the lost. Protect their path, withhold your dangers, guide me to the lost."
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    "Being likeable is not a trait most Ennullers have, so that means I'm doing a good job!" Jim the Ennuller stand-in waved. "Oh, hello! You look like someone looking for a body that's been sealed away in a spike!" "That is... interesting." The Priest furrowed his brow. "I do not know why a monster like Rebus would want one like me alive, nor do I see why he would see me as a threat. I am... not very good at this. Rebellion against an overwhelming force. I am not suited to leadership." "Intriguing." The Dreamsmith examined the machine carefully. "You have great skill, I see. Great indeed. You bring a touch of science and order even to souls. I am almost assured that you did not give shoddy work to those you fooled. But... perhaps one more test will put my fears to rest." He turned sharply to face the impersonator. "I have decided. Make me a weapon, or a tool, or a trinket as you made for those who came to you. If you do a good job, you can go on your way. If not, well, I shall have no choice." The Dreamsmith's eyes flared like embers. "No choice other than to require you to formally apologize to everyone who came to you for a weapon, deliver to them an invitation to receive a weapon from me, and then allow you to go on your way." In the silence left in the wake of the wolves' howling Jack heard a distant, incongruous sound; that of a man singing.
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    "Oh, he's already far beyond that point." The Priest said in a matter-of-fact tone. "I may wield a Plotblade, but he's got one of the most dangerous of the lot, and he's a Narrator as well. I can resist, perhaps stir up some dissent, but stop him? No, if he were to turn his attention to me, I will very quickly be snuffed out." "Where did you get the soul material?" Asked the Dreamsmith. "I hope you didn't kill anyone for it." He eyed the pretender's handiwork appraisingly. "What are you making?" "Yes. Well, if you want to make a small side plot about something unimportant to the rest of the Thread, let me know. I find myself in the mood for such plots, beyond just the big ones." The stand-in laughed as if Pyk had said something hilarious. "Well of course I can help you! Ennulling is, I find," he waved a hand dismissively "hardly as useful as it's made out to be. I doubt an Ennuller could cure your illness, not if this is the first place you've come seeking help. So I'll be just as useful as one of them would be." He tapped his clipboard with a pen. "Now, what do you know about the origins of this disease?
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    The traveler considered, then reluctantly walked through the door. "Sorry, Sorry." The man said. "I must have forgotten to mention: I'm an Ennuller stand-in. Just as useful as an Ennuller, except for the lack of powers. So I'm very much infectable!"
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    "Not much use, I'm afraid." The traveler looked at her feet. "I can't even do what I was made to do." "Oh, that sounds serious." The man took a step back and put on a pink medical mask. "Perhaps you should be in quarantine or at a hospital, rather than attempting to infect unsuspecting innocents?"
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    The traveler raised an eyebrow. "Forgive me for not immediately trusting the guy trying to convince Erryin to become a mass murderer."
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    The traveler examined the doorway, but made no move to go through it. "Somehow I find myself mistrusting that door."
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    "How should I know? I'm practically powerless. I was going to ask anyone chasing Erryin for a ride out of this place, actually."
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    The figure examines them carefully. "I see. Indeed, you do appear to have contracted some sort of disease. And you're right. An Enuller is the perfect person to handle this issue." He threw back his cloak, revealing himself to be an average-looking man with grey hair and brown eyes holding a clipboard. He pulled out a pen with a flourish. "It is fortunate that you've come to me: a fully trained Enuller stand-in. When did your symptoms first start?" "I'm sure he did, but given that Rebus is already practically omniscient, omnipotent et cetera in regards to me and my rebellion, I don't see how having a piece of him could make my situation any worse." Editor Nameless was an avatar of Nameless, of course. "So, Cricket has received a weapon from 'me'?" The Dreamsmith frowned. "I shall have to make certain your work is up to standard." With a wave of his hand he pulled a hammer from thin air. "Forge something for me." He tossed the hammer to the fake Dreamsmith. "My Author isn't in danger of burning out because of this conversation. He is busy, but there are many things he wishes to do in TLT. Concluding my and the traveler's storyline, perhaps bringing Moni back into play, the Witherlord plotline, and there's something involving that crown of yours and the Dreamsmith he's wanted to do for a while. The traveler walked up to Dark Cep, the Father, Cep, and Taeidin. "Hey. I think Erryin's left the Dreamscape. Are any of you going to chase after him?"
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    A shadowy figure appeared by the sign. “What do you want?”
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    Nice! That’s about how long it took me on my speedrun.
  12. NameIess
    Beat the game 100%, got all endings, did the 5 hour speedrun achievement, and am attempting steel soul. Been taking a break for the health of my fingers.
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    Well, I had the wreath of purity when I entered bile water for the first time, so I didn’t have too bad a time.
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    “Oh, thanks.” The traveler smiled. “So, you were going on a quest involving existential questions? I’d love to help.” Subversion nodded. “I suppose.” “Oh.” The priest considered this new information. “So you’re not Rebus, but a version of him created to be genuinely regretful? In that case, join our rebellion and help us overthrow Rebus.” - Editor Nameless nodded. “True. The Witherlord is deep within the void, impossible to locate. It is highly unlikely he will return on his own.” - “Perhaps. You know, my Author has found it quite difficult to be in a central position as you are. If you wish to hold his attention, make certain he does not burn himself out.”
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    Subversion shook her head. “Why would I need a pet when I have characters to play with?”
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    “Not usually.” Subversion shrugged. “Though you can merge a weapon with a Plotblade, it’s not usually done.” The traveler hugged Erryin back. “I hardly did anything. You just needed a fresh sense of perspective.” “Trauma.” The traveler said. “And dark Cep.” ”If Nogard died? Not much. If the traveler died? Well, my question would be answered.”
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    "There is a Plotblade of Lore, by the way." Subversion popped back into place next to the Author. "Held by Onyx. Backstory... I can't remember if that one's taken or not. I don't think it is." The traveler smiled warmly. "Of course." "The latter seems most likely to me." Subversion said derisively. "But I haven't given up quite yet. The traveler and Nogard are still alive, after all."
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    "Well... I have been making a world." Subversion said reluctantly. "To see for myself if Authors really do care about their creations. But I haven't had time to make any characters for it yet."
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    "I heard a saying once." The traveler said. "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind. Some people might think that's perfectly fine, but... I really like seeing." She breathed in deeply, fallen leaves swirling in the air as a cool breeze passed by. "I think other people do too. Forgiveness is important. You've killed people. Well, killing more innocents won't do any good. Neither, although it might seem tempting, would dying yourself. Live instead. Try, for the people who've died, to save those who can be saved. Even if you can't save everyone, you can save some people. Anyone who tells you otherwise is trying to lure you into despair." She turned to face Erryin and shrugged. "Does that help at all? I hardly feel qualified for this, but I hope at least some of that made sense." I also have to go to bed. Got a test tomorrow.
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    A cardinal landed in the tree above Erryin and the traveler, looking down at them with cocked head. "Will taking more lives make up for killing the others?"
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    The traveler shrugged, running her hand along the tree's bark. "Don't blame yourself. You didn't kill the old guy, and that's what matters."
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    The traveler nodded, but remained silent as she examined a pine tree beside the path, giving Cep time to continue.
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    "What did the others think about saving people?"
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    "I'm sorry that happened to you. And to her." The traveler said. She started walking again, following a trail that led a winding path up a larger hill. "But I don't think you should give up on Cep so easily. Have you tried talking to the other parts of him?"
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    The traveler frowned, still watching the squirrels as they scampered out of sight. "Who's torturing them?"
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