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And the Moon Aligns

[1.9k words]

[Angst/hurt]

[Xisuma, Evil Xisuma/Z, EXT!Biffa]

     At first, there was a nether star, resting in his palm, giving off a comforting coolness. 

     And then - there was fire- no, not fire, electricity running through him, shattering, forcing itself through, tearing, causing pain so strong that he almost couldn’t feel it, his senses shutting down—

     The sentence “I’m going to die” was ringing in his head, and it was terrifying because, in the world of respawn, he’s never been as scared of death, while also being amazed by it at the same time.      A gasp found its way out his mouth when Xisuma opened his eyes, only to be welcomed by darkness. The unbelievably overwhelming kind of it, the type that presses at you from every direction— it was threatening to gush in and fill his lungs if he dared to breathe in a little bit more air than necessary.

     Did I go blind?... the time traveler wondered, slowly getting up from the bed— there was no bed. I didn’t respawn, X whispered to himself in shock and looked down. He could clearly see his own body but wasn’t exactly relieved by the discovery, because it meant that even though he still had vision, his location was the middle of nowhere, literally. 

     The Brit forced himself to take a few generous breaths, ignoring the fact that in one moment air felt like a liquid, and in another, was dry and almost non-existent. After calming down, he started to notice more details. For example, the surroundings weren’t as bland as they seemed to be. As he looked around, everything around him… Shifted, changed, even though at first glance, the only thing around was emptiness. But the more you started, the more you could see. There were lights, distant, some paler than others, some flickering, he even found some that simply died out and refused to show up again, no matter how long he kept his eyes in one spot.

     And then… there was the moon.

     The almost-full moon was over him, there was light coming from it, but there was barely enough light to see.

     Xisuma was completely alone, or at least that's what he thought at first. Then though, he felt a presence. It was well known to him, and brit's first reflex was to let out a deep exhale of relief, but instead, he froze. X's mind brutally reminded him of what Time did to Z. What if the element did not approve of an act of his, and decided to abandon him right now, in this empty place? What if it didn't want him anymore? What if—

     He flinched violently when an invisible hand gripped his shoulder, at first glance in a calming manner, but a little too tight for comfort. Then, a voice, an electrifying voice, cut through the void with a force comparable to the one of a lightning. Hearing it almost felt like dying all over again.

     Don't panic.

     It said, and even in the hazy state of amazement, X found himself nodding. He swallowed loudly and forced his body to relax, simply waiting for Time to do whatever they wanted to do by bringing the Brit into the void.

     Then-

     Then Xisuma noticed a silhouette, somehow even darker than the darkness around him, like nothing he's ever seen before, like a black hole, swallowing all of the light, the light of his soul, not letting it out, and it glanced right at him, and-

     And it was gone.

     He looked around again, just to make sure that it was really gone, and not just— I dunno, teleported or something.

     Not trusting his voice, X waited a few long seconds before asking: "What was that?" he said, and after a moment, continued: "What is happening?". Time, however, ignored his questions and answered in their own way.

     For now, calm down and wait. There's nothing we can do from here.

     The Brit had enough waiting, though. He had no idea what was happening and was getting more and more frustrated with every minute passing. "Explain," he pressured, but after a horrifyingly long moment of silence, added: "Please."

     There is nothing I can do. Another time user has decided that he wants to enter your world and forced its way in by sending you here, Having two time wielders is not something I nor you want to experience. We can only wait.

     Xisuma shut himself up, it seems like listening to his element would be for the best.

     That night, he remembered seeing the moon hiding behind the none existing clouds in the void.

*****

     The sky was overcast.

     The stars occasionally peaked through the ocean of clouds, Z was brushing Boo’s fur, like usual. It didn’t matter that the stars weren’t there, the night was beautiful either way. It was calming, with the soft, natural breeze of wind that occurred whenever the wind wielder wasn’t on the server. The summer night was probably the Brit's favorite time of the year, just because of the warm atmosphere and cozy nights.

     Boo was quietly asleep, snoozing away after he fed her dinner. Z sighed, it has been oddly peaceful lately. None of his nightmares were haunting him in his sleep and now finds comfort in sleeping away his days with his cat. He never thought that he would ever find this kind of peace with himself, his past far behind him on the train tracks—

     A chill ran through him.

     Someone was watching.

    Which is odd- considering that everyone else would be asleep- or “offline”, you could say. By all means, no mobs would spawn in the middle of the shopping district, especially after the weird lighting glitch that happened a few days prior. Z racked his brain for possible answers, and everything was coming up short.

    The feeling was strangely familiar— something that he had experienced before— he can’t quite place a finger on it.

    The tugging, sudden closeness of the space closed around him, he could barely breathe. Space was startled; there is only one thing that could scare it.

    Time.

    It doesn’t feel like Xisuma’s time— his element was much more gentle, not rough and so…. Cold.

    He could almost feel as if space was retreating into the deepest corners of his mind to hide. The white-haired man quickly scrambled up, startling Boo awake in the process, time was here, but with who? Xisuma was nowhere to be seen, and he certainly wouldn’t be the one to kick the element into such a state.

    A whisper came through the wind- Or was it a voice? He couldn’t tell. He could hear his heart thumping in his ribs— A sudden hollowness surfaced within him, as he saw smoke like distortion in the suddenly clear night skies, Boo jumped away—

    And suddenly. Time froze.

    The wind froze in place, leaving a hollowing chill in its wake. With Boo freezing in midair, and the grass posed still. A sickening, scratching sound was heard as the fabric of space forced to tear apart. Z felt a chill run down his spine, he could no longer feel his element present, almost as if it ran away. It’s not like he was proficient at ever using it. Anyways.

    His stomach twisted, a form— Something that resembled a human, crawled out from the tear. A smell of gasoline spread through the air, with its source spilling onto the still grass below. And there, it stood a ghastly figure, one that he immediately recognized— white hair that matched his, a telling sign of a creature from the void. It- No. He, his body was see-through, pale, desaturated, almost as if his colors were all drained away from him. Those pale, lightless blue eyes had a red glint to it.

    And he didn’t like it.

    “Biffa.��� The brit breathed out, shaken, but was determined not to show it. The name feels so forgiven. Despite saying it a few times here and there to the other Biffa. His throat tightened. The waning moon had somehow peaked through the frozen clouds, and it’s eerie light bathed the two.

    Somewhere deep down, he knew that this would happen, or something along the lines like this. But he was still afraid, scared, he never thought it would happen so soon. It was only a matter of time.

    “.̢̠̹̱̰̝͑̌̾̆̊̿̓͜.̦͍̈̎.̭̼̝̰̔̇̌̍X̧̗͉̬̱̦̼͕͂̒̆̃̀̚̚̚͢͝i̺̻̬͎͑̂̀͒́͟ ̣͚͈̙͎͂̄̅̎̉͡ͅs͚̎ú̢̢̪͉̳̙͙̟͈̅͛͊̉̍̃͒͐͟͡ ̼̝̱̱̱͖̟̏̂͑̍̃̋̕ṁ̨̱͑ ̨̬̯̖̮͉̆͗̄̈́͛̕ä̧̦̩̞̦͕͇͂͋̀͒́͠.” The other replied back. In an eerily calm tone of voice. But it’s somehow even more threatening if he had yelled it instead. No one had called him Xisuma in so long— and only…

    Only… the people from his timeline.

    “What do you want from me? Why are you here?” Z knew that he was stalling, he himself knew exactly when Biffa is here with his former element:

    To correct their mistakes.

    Where the fuck was Xisuma when he needed him?

    Z observed the man across of him, he was glitching— Constantly. the robot’s once closed suit is messy, and opened, revealing huge rip in his chest armor, and the black, oil-like liquid dripped out from it. His tie was unhinged, loosely hanging around his neck. Alongside with his messy, and unkept crazed hair, it all made for a very intimidating situation for the other.

    “Y͊͜ô̧͇̱̥͛͐̈͠ͅų̢̬̲̝̮̹̗̓͌̓͗̒̉̒͝͡ͅ ̧̛͔̤̣͔̂́̈́̌̒̓͘͟͢͜͝ͅǩ͖̝̮̓̆ń͔̣̮̥̍̃͌o̦̯̯̮̻̰͌͒͌̀̆̇w̬̫̪̞̯̙̮͐̿͛̀͋̂͛͊͟ ̧̡̠̬̝̹̺̰͓͐͌̀͐͆͂͊́͠w̢̢̡͓͓̞̺̥̅̓͌̉͌̀͠͝h̼͚̗̯̾̈́̐͗y.̨̡̺̗̜͓̈́͛͂̏͌͝ ͎̗̞̭̳̜͖͋͊̀̉́͐͡Y͍͆ő͖̦͇̤̉͛̚ų̬͚̔̄̊͟͞’̹͈͍̠͉̣̎̾͂͛̌̑v̠̘̗̾͝͡ȩ̻̬̺͊̅̅̓́͜͢͠ ͍̱̰̲͌̅̑͘ą̫̞̦͒͐̎́͟͠l̨̦̼̯̩̥̹̦̅̓͋̋̎̿͛͢͞͝r̛͔͈̹͓͖̜̺̘̓͊̂̃̃͗͐̊ͅe̢̛͇̼̫̖̥̲͐̆̏̍̃̚ą̤̭̮͓͍̠̻̙̖̊̀̎̈̓̅͘͘͞͝ḍ͊y̡̟̻̖̩̦͌̀̈̎͘͞ ͇̰͊̃ǎ̭̰̗̳̺̤͈̼͂̓̑͋͌̃͂̚͢n̝͂͆͂̉̋͠��̧̥̜̩s̡̰̮̄̄̈ŵ̞̞̦̏̏ḕ̘̳̰͠r͖͙͈̓̄͡ę̦͓̲͎͈̥͂̉̍̎͂̋̕͟͝d̰̭͕̅͑͡ ̹̩͚̦̘̺͙̱̩̺̌̀̓̂͌͂̑̽͝͡it̝͕̿͒̚͢ ̦͇̤͐̐͑ȉ͉n̘̘̬͙̯̏̓̏̄̉̋͢͞ͅ ̡̯̲̗̻̹̽̾̑̀̅̊͂͛͟͜y̞̘̬͈̥͚̅̌̓͐̊͝o̓ͅư͍̬͔̣̝̓͐͛̐r̞͓͈̫̟̦͎̼͌̄̏̀̂̒͑͂ ̨̣͎̝̿̅̀͘h͔͚̰̀͐̚e̦̼͈͗͐́͆͜a͈̭͍̹̳͓͚͉̐̈́̿̉̂̈́̚͝d͈͖̬̆̓͝.͚̄ Ý̞̱̤̺̙́̃̊͘ọ̻̹̘̊͂̕͜͞͞ú̙ ̠͓̌͗j̪̽u̡̦̮̲̥̿̽̂̐͑̏͢sṱ̡̱̿̿͐ ̨̹̆͛ḏ͓̠̌̑̏̾̓͜ͅon'̨̻̙̤̖̳̻̎͊̂͌̉͞͞t̨̼͎̾̍̒ ̛̲̤̥̥̮̺͚͉̰͌̉̿̾̒̀͘͡͠ͅw̺̠͊͠a͖̙̬͔̫̒́̿̕͢͝͡ņ͔͌͂t̡͕̦̮̠͑̓́͆͂ ̙̮̩̘̘̍́͆͒̀̈́͜t̪̤̦͉̊̃́̾ò͍̖̯̌̕ ̢̟͇̙̫̼͊̓̇̐͘͘͜͠a̡͔̩̫̙̝̔̑̈́̽͛͠ç̡̹̙̘̺̑̐̃̆̍̐̚͟ĉ̨̖͈̒̋ẻ̡̝͎̭̣̼̝̉̂̎̏̑̃̑̅͢͜p̨̖͈̪͎̿̓̎͋̾t̖̯͙̠̙͖̹̔̽̽̆̃̅͟͡͠ ̧͛i͘͢t͕̾.̡̢̨̯̦͉̺͒̇̔͑͌͋̕”The semi-transparent Brit responded, in that same, monotone, dead voice.

    And before he could even start comprehending what the other had said, suddenly—

    The former time traveler suddenly felt a tight grasp around his neck, he didn’t even see him move— And he wouldn’t be surprised with the element of time on Biffa’s side— But this? This was threatening— He was going to die— Right here. Right now, No one is here to save him— Oh god— What is X is going to think of this— What if—

    He found himself attempting to push the other voidwalker away, but to no success— Biffa was somehow able to interact with him, but not the other way around. He gasped for air, trying time and time again to free himself— His vision darkening— He could hear the ringing in his ear, drowning out whatever words that his former friend was saying—

    This is it— This is the end—

    And no one would ever know what happened— He isn’t going to be able to warn them about him.

    Then. Suddenly time unfroze.

    And the person that was once in front of him disappeared without a trace, with Xisuma floating above with several command screens surrounding him. Z immediately bent over, and started wheezing for air, he took in as much as he can, without as for a second to remember and breath back out. That was too close to death for comfort— He had escaped death once, and he was sure that he wouldn’t escape it again.

    X quickly switched back into survival and hopped back down onto the grass below, which was still stained by that black liquid from before, and quickly scrambled next to Z, holding him by his back. “Z? Buddy? You alright there?” He quietly asked, while supporting him to make sure he wouldn’t fall over. Boo quickly joined them as well, circling her owner in concern and meowing.

    “L-let’s get you home, we can talk about this later, alright? Just. Try to sleep it off.”

    As if it’ll be so easy.

    Z knew, at the back of his mind, that this will not be the end of it.

    And now that he knows that X can indeed do something like this. Next time… It will be a lot more different.

    And he doesn’t want to think about the outcome.

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>Xisuma fell out of the world.

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B͉͠ ͙͛ ̹̈Ff̔͢ ̛̹͚̠͋͌A ̹̩̤͛̈́͗͐ͅ ̺͖̋͛j̧̛̖̖̳̽̽͠O͙̅̉͜ ̜͐͠ͅī̬̫͍̞͑̾͘ ̨̛̟̮̘̓̈͝ę̤̖̞̔͒̎̉D̛̛̰̠̲̣͆͐ t̡̹̭͌̓͡H̳̕E̥͞ ̛̦̜̰͒̏Ǧ̛̪͇ ̭̭̥̖̄̽̇̈́ M̡̥̭̮̎͂͝͡E͇̗̣̱͒͋̉͆.

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Empty Cup

A poem regarding recent events.

[EXT!Biffa]

Perhaps,

The usefulness of a cup is the fact that it is empty.

Full of potential.

But emptiness is nothing if there isn’t anything to fill it up to begin with.

It was dark.

And cold.

But not lonely.

He heard voices inside his head.

He has been talking to them.

But one stood out.

It didn’t ask pointless questions; it quietly slipped in without him ever noticing.

Maybe it pitied him.

It called itself the element of time,

And began to fill his head with memories.

At first, the memories were painful,

Violent,

And bloody.

He became afraid, but with time

He grew angered.

These memories fueled him,

There is no time to lose.

He has work to do.

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So how do you get out?

It told me to wait.

But I　ｄｏ　ｎｏ　ｔ　ｈ　ａｖｅ　ｔｈｅ　ｐａｔｉｅｎ　ｃ　ｅ．

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Filled some gaps in your memory? Awesome!!!! Do you remember your name?

My name is Biffa.