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ThroughTheLivingSequence

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  1. Sequence gave Thaidakar a flat look. She shook her head and smiled. "Thanks for almost offering up your soul to save me anyway, I guess." Sequence stood up and looked around. "So... where are we?"
  2. "It's not your fault Unintelligible," Sequence said, her sobs winding down. "I mean, Thaidakar was the one who flaked on his deal." Sequence gave Thaidakar a little glare. "Plus, you quite literally died trying to save me."
  3. "I forgot what it was like," Sequence said in-between sobs. She looked around her surroundings. "I've been in total painful darkness for almost 200 pages. It feels so nice to be free..."
  4. Sequence paused for just a moment, watching the Marvel movies. When they were all over, she clapped, then resumed crying.
  5. Sequence had been in constant pain for so long, that she forgot what it felt like to feel normal.
  6. "How? Is there a certain quest that needs to be completed?"
  7. "Don't all Narrators get them or something?" Everyone asked.
  8. Sequence paused. "I didn't think that through." Sequence didn't get a chance to react as they were removed, so she made up for it by screaming at the top of her lungs for three minutes straight.
  9. Sequence grabbed the icecream container, and stuck it on her head like a helmet. Sequence whimpered softly, gripping onto the leg of Everyone's chair, which had been pulled out from under them.
  10. "That HURT!" She shouted, trying to get away. The removal of the spikes was more painful than stabbing them in.
  11. Sequence yelped in pain, her eyes snapping open. She tried to squirm away, pulling her weak form across the ground away from the sword. This page marks the 269th page that I've fully read/been apart of (including the two months when I was gone, since I read those)
  12. Sequence groaned and opened her eyes again. "Will... you let... me sleep... if I... help you see...?" Without waiting for an answer, Sequence made a small motion with her hand. Around a dozen bloodied spikes appeared to Unintelligible. They leaked the dark essence of the Witherlord. The spikes were embedded in Sequence's arms, legs, chest, and there was even one in her neck.
  13. "I wonder if that will even harm me. Nothing has before, since I'm barely anything more than a concept." "Mmm... gloves..." Sequence's eyes drifted shut again. The ground beneath her was soaked in blood, but since they were from the nails, it was hard to tell if it was real.
  14. Sequence smiled weakly. "What about... the... baseball bat...?" Everyone scoffed. "Pull yourself together..." They muttered.
  15. Everyone gave Thaidakar a dirty look. Sequence turned her gaze to Thaidakar. "Hm... tried. And... failed...? 160... 170...? Pages ago..."
  16. Sequence squinted her eyes open again. "Mmm... The lock... breaking one...?" Everyone scoffed, and sat down in a chair that materialized beneath them.
  17. Sequence opened her eyes a bit. "Frrmfnrmnfj." Everyone, who was standing behind the group, yawned. "Why does this pitiful Narrator matter to you fools? She's practically useless."
  18. I have not. Never have I ever played Dungeons and Dragons.
  19. "Shhhh.." Sequence said deliriously. "The ground is sleeping..."
  20. Everyone watched silently, their hands behind their back. The darkness faded away and they returned to their normal form. They took a deep, calm breath.
  21. Everyone paused, watching Unintelligible closely. "̷̟͂V̵̱̅e̴͕̊r̸̛̦ỵ̴̔ ̵̘̃w̸̩͠e̵͍̐ļ̷͌l̸͕̀.̴͙̑"̵͖͊ The tendril puffed into smoke, and dissipated. "̵̻͘Y̵̲͠o̴̰͒u̴͕͒ ̸͑͜à̸͍ṅ̴̫ḍ̶̓ ̴͔̚y̷͈͝o̵̺͝u̵̜̿r̴̛̖ ̴͖̇f̵̫̄ŕ̴̳i̷̠̔e̶̼̒n̴̯̚d̵̮̀ ̴̛̗m̵̨̽a̴̡̎y̶̮̓ ̴̨̓ḽ̷̓e̶̳͗ḁ̸̆ṽ̵̜e̶̢͘.̶̩̊"̴̩̅ A devilish grin spread across Everyone's face, and the rift opened wider.
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