A New Day: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday

by yggdrazil

Spoilers for Lord Sunday-The House is restarted a new under the Morrow and Yester Days along with the New Archetect. Yet evil is returning. On the Seventh Day a choice was made, and on the Eighth,mystery returns!

1. Chapter 1

Prologue:

The New Archetect smiled. The House was finally in order. Each domain and day had a leader, but every leader had someone to look up to. There were Morrow Days, but under them were 4 Yester Days. The 4 Yesterdays each comtrolled a domain, they were Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. They each were overseen by the 3 Morrow Days, Monday, Saturday, and they looked up to the Head Morrow Day, Lady Sunday. The New Archetect, known as the ARTist, because of his old name Arthur, oversaw everyone, with complete control of all 7 Keys to the Kingdom. The Artist gave the Yester and Morrow Days each a baton of high sorcery, to show there power. Now the House was populated and everyone was back at work. Unfortunately, when the new old world had sprung forth from nothing, all nithlings came with it, everything from Not-Horses to Newniths. But they were kept in check. And the seperate entity Arthur was now married to Leaf and expecting a child. The Artist had no choice but to smile.

" Well, well, well, is my 'ittle Arty proud!" Lady Sunday had arrived on the Elysium and was now pinching The Artist's cheeks.

" Please," The Artist smirked, " its either the New Archetect or the Artist."

" Now, now, you'll always be Arty to me."

" Well, everything's going perfectly." Artist said, a content grin on his face.

Lady Sunday, known by the Morrow and Yester Days as Suzy, stood at 9 feet tall, a head under Artist, and was a beautiful adult. She twirled her green baton in her fingers. " Well, The Lieutinent Keeper just sent word of something, but was cut off."

Fred Initial Numbers Gold, Lieutinent Fred Initial Numbers Gold, stood up in the Front Door. A white Archway had sprung out of nowhere before him. Fred held out his sword but then the Archway was bubbling with Nothing and a force blew him off his feet. As he tumbled through the Front Door, he saw the Nothing Archway was propelling 2 figures forward. Fred sprawled on the ground and looked up, the figures towering over him. One was a man, one a woman, and both spoke in unison.

" Behold myself, the Archetect!"