I don't own the Amazing World of Gumball or any related characters.
I only own my Unnamed OC.
In the night sky, a tall, mysterious figure could be seen standing in the midnight sky.
The figure was wearing a black, hooded cloak with white rectangular buttons, draped across his entire body, concealing his physical makeup. His face was covered by a plain, white, featureless mask. His limbs are covered by long, white gloves and boots.
The figure gazed down at the town full of sleeping citizens and sighed. His expression unreadable due to his mask.
"It's hard to believe that so many years have gone by and still nothing hardly changes." Said the Cloaked Figure. He then reached into his cloak and pulled out a small, golden locket.
He proceeded to open it and gaze at the tiny picture inside. The picture was of a small, young looking ghost that appeared to be staring back at the masked figure with a bored-looking expression.
The cloaked figure sighed again before closing the locket and placing back in his cloak.
"Oh Carrie. If only you knew of what I did and what became of me." "Your lucky your not bound by chains and forced to hide your identity behind a mask and cloak." The figure said staring at the chains shackled to both his arms.
He then sighed again before snapping his fingers and summoning a pair of massive, metal gates.
The massive gates appear to be slightly rusted and very demonic-looking. The Gates are chained shut and adorned with the bandaged head and torso of a massive, human skeleton on each door. The arms of both skeletons are positioned at an angle to appear to pull the gates open when commanded. The gates are colored dark red and are adorned with fiery patterns streaking across the surface. Also, the gates are held together by a black column embossed with gold cygnets, which is bound by a series of chains.
The figure faces the gates as they open partway enough for him to walk through.
He stares down at the peaceful, slumbering town of Elmore again and sighs once again. "Looks like my time here is up for now Carrie. The Wardens of Hell are getting restless and I have overstayed my welcome in the Living World." The figure said before turning back to the demonic gates and proceeded to walk through them as they close slowly behind him with an audible, eerie squeak.
Before they fully close, the cloaked figure turns his masked head slightly behind him.
"Sleep well Carrie. Sleep well." He said before the massive gates fully closed and vanished from the night sky, leaving no trace that either they or the cloaked figure was ever there.
