Hey Guys! Crescent Rider here and I am back with another chapter! Now before you begin, I want to let you all know that the next set of Original chapters will appear after Raising Gazorpazorp.
Still expect some changes to the original canon due to Marcus' presence.
That is all I have to say and enjoy the chapter!
Space Station (3rd POV)
Rick and Morty are seen being pursued by possessed clones of Beth, Summer, and Jerry while Marcus is nowhere to be seen. The chase soon leads to an area where the duo wanted these clones trapped but Rick gets tackled by the three while the device on his hand gets knocked towards Morty.
"Morty, do it! Hit the button now!" Rick yelled,
"I can't do it, Rick! They're my parents and sister!" Morty exclaimed,
"Morty, I already told you, it's not your family! They're clones from an alternate reality possessed by demonic alien spirits from another dimension's future!" Rick reminded while holding off the three clones, "Do you need a mnemonic device or something? Just hit the button already!"
Beth's Clone leaves Rick for Morty but seemingly becomes her normal self when she approaches him, "Morty, please. I love you, sweetheart,"
Morty moaned uncertainly as he hesitated, but he would dart past Beth, put the device into a slot, and hit the button. This activates an energy field and mortifyingly sucks all three clones into a device out of the Ghostbuster's movies.
Once closed, Rick locks it and carries it off the floor, "Good work, Morty! All we have to do now is wait for"
*CRASH!*
The two flinched when something crashed through the wall. Rick waved off the dust cloud and saw Marcus lying against the wall unconscious, "Hey, Marc. You okay?"
"RAH!" Rick immediately backed off when this Marcus snarled just as the possessed clones did, "Oh shit!"
As he rose, he sprouted demonic wings and viciously shrieked at the duo. But the real Marcus came along and ripped the wings of possessed Marcus.
When the clone turns, Marcus gives a major beatdown while Rick and Morty watch it all unfold. Every punch, kick, and throw made them think about who was more dangerous, the possessed clone or Marcus himself.
The last blow would be Marcus lifting his possessed clone above his head, then finishing him by bringing him down hard to his knee and breaking his spine completely while the possessed clone screamed In agony.
After he tossed him down the floor, Marcus turned to his watch, cycled through the features, and put his demonic-possessed clone away. He then turns to Rick and Morty, though the former is still stunned by what he watched, and the latter is still disturbed by what he had done to his cloned family.
"Can we go home now?" Marcus asked,
"Yeah, sure. We're done here anyway," Rick said, pulled out his portal gun, and opened a portal back to the garage,
Rick's Garage (Marcus' POV)
As we returned home, Rick remarked on how these demonic spirits are valuable. Morty went to one corner of the garage and puked whatever he'd eaten, and I just rubbed his back to ease him down.
"You okay, Morty? I told you not to trust that tuna," Rick questioned while putting away the device and not batting an eye on Morty,
"I just killed my family! I don't care what they were!" Morty yelled,
"I don't know, Morty. Some people will pay top dollar for that kind of breakthrough," Rick remarked, while I scoffed at his ignorance of Morty's current mentality,
"Y-You know what, Rick? That's it! I-I'm done with these...insane adventures! That was really traumatizing! I quit! I'm out!" Morty yelled and turned towards the garage to leave,
But Rick grabbed him on the shoulder while taking a few steps back, "Whoa whoa whoa, come on, Morty! D-D-Don't be like that! The universe is a crazy and chaotic place!"
"You're the one that's crazy and chaotic!" Morty angrily clarified, pushing away Rick's hand from his shoulder, "Adventures are supposed to be simple! And fun!"
"I agree with the first sentence, but not the second," I supported with crossed arms, "Even though I had beaten my demonic clone into a pulp, I would not want that sort of shit again,"
"Oh yeah, Morty. Yeah, t-t-that- that's real easy to say from the sidekick position," Rick sarcastically remarked, "But—But, uh, h-how about next time you be in charge, then we'll talk about how simple and fun it is."
"Seriously Rick?! Y-You'll let me call the shots?" Morty questioned as he immediately got excited,
"Okay, fine. But let's make it interesting, Morty. I-I-If your adventure sucks, and we bail halfway through it, you lose the right to bitch about all future adventures," Rick wagered, "Plus, you have to do my laundry for a month,"
"Okay, all right, tough guy! But if my adventure's good... I get to be in charge of every third adventure!" Morty offered,
"Every tenth," Rick counter-offered,
"Deal. All right. Well, come on, let's get going," Morty said, and started tugging on Rick's arm,
"Dad, the dishwasher's doing that thing again," Beth said,
"Washing dishes?" Rick assumed,
"No. The opposite. Can you fix it?" Beth requested while I nodded to myself with pride over my preference for washing dishes by hand instead of using the dishwasher,
"Grandpa Rick, can you help me with my science homework?" Summer comes in with a book on hand,
"Yeah just don't do it," Rick replied,
"Grandpa!" Summer retorted,
"Hey, Rick, you got some kind of hand-shaped device that can open this mayonnaise jar?" Jerry came in with a closed jar of mayonnaise,
"Weak," I remarked from Jerry's obvious reliance on others,
"Wow. Hat trick. All right, Morty, let's put a pin in this. I got to help your pathetic family," Rick said,
"Oh, that sounds like something a chicken would say," Morty taunted, flapped his arms, and started baking at him,
I'll admit, even I feel amused by Morty's confidence to taunt Rick like that. But I wouldn't show it...
"Oh, Morty, you done did it this time. It's on. I can't wait to watch your adventure lay a huge fart. As for you ding-dongs..." Rick rummaged through a box and pulled out a blue box with a button. Something I recognized from the get-go was, "This is a Meeseeks box. Let me show you how it works. You press this,"
*Poof!*
A puff of blue smoke appears and a Meeseeks appears before them, "I'm Mr. Meeseeks! Look at me!"
"You make a request," Rick instructed, "Mr. Meeseeks, open Jerry's stupid mayonnaise jar,"
"Yes, siree!" Mr. Meeseeks replied, and took the jar from Jerry's hand,
"The Meeseeks fulfills the request," Rick followed,
"All done!" Meeseeks announced and passed the open mayonnaise jar to Jerry,
"Wow!" Jerry expressed in amusement,
"And then it stops existing," Rick finished
*Poof!*
Meeseeks disappeared in the same puff of smoke much to the Summer's distraught, "Oh my god, he exploded!"
"Trust me, they're fine with it. Knock yourselves out just keep your requests simple. They're not gods," Rick stated while belching,
"What about you, Marcus? You want to come with on this adventure?" Morty inquired,
"Nah, I've got other stuff to do. You guys go on without me," I insisted and walked out the door,
Morty would push the three out of the garage with the Meeseeks box in Jerry's hand. Once the door was shut, the three took the box to the table and I just watched them.
"So many possibilities," Beth expressed,
"My mind is racing," Summer remarked,
"If we're gonna use this thing, which I'm not even sure we should, we need to keep it simple," Jerry advised,
However, Summer doesn't heed words as she presses the button,
*Poof!*
"I'm Mr. Meeseeks!" Meeseeks 1 greeted,
"I want to be popular at school!" Summer requested,
"Ooh, okay!" Meeseeks 1 replied,
"Summer, what did I just-" Jerry tried to scold her, but Beth pressed the button,
"Ooh, I'm Mr. Meeseeks! Look at me!" Meeseeks 2 said,
"I-I want to be a more complete woman!" Beth requested
"Oh, yeah! Yes, ma'am!" Meeseeks 2 replied,
The two women are then taken by the hand and escorted out while Jerry is left alone with the box and myself a few feet away from the table.
"You guys are doing it wrong," Jerry nonchalantly stated with his hand held against the side of his lips, then he looked down on the Meeseeks box, "He said 'simple'."
An idea soon struck Jerry and he pressed the button.
*Poof*
"Hey, there. I'm Mr. Meeseeks!" Meeseeks 3 greeted,
"Mr. Meeseeks, I would like to take two strokes off my golf game," Jerry requested,
"Ooh, yeah! Can do!" Mr. Meeseeks 3 replied,
"Nailed it," Jerry said,
"Golf, Jerry? Really? You don't even play golf," I stated,
"Well, with Mr. Meeseeks here. I'm sure I'll do fine," Jerry said, "Besides, Rick said to keep it simple. This is simple, am I right?"
"Yes, siree!" Mr. Meeseeks 3 replied,
"Two strokes of golf is hard, Jerry. I swear this request of yours will bite you in the ass like Snuffles," I remarked, "Oh who am I kidding, you're Jerry. You always think you know better,"
"Exactly," Jerry agreed with a condescending look on his face, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be out golfing balls,"
As he and his Meeseeks left, I muttered a few words under my breath, "The only balls being golfed is the one in between your balls, Jerry,"
With that, I'd turn to the Meeseeks box and shrugged my shoulders once before pressing the button.
*Poof!*
"I'm Mr. Meeseeks! Look at me!" Meeseeks 4 greeted,
"I want you to do everything I tell you to do until I say 'You're done' the second time," I commanded,
"Okay!" Meeseeks 4 replied,
"Alright, now let's get started with a few things..." I declared, "Like fixing the dishwasher,"
Not a moment later, Jerry returned and picked up the Meeseeks box, "You wouldn't mind if I bring this with me, right?"
I just grumbled and dismissed him with a few waves of my hand. Once he's gone we get started with Mr. Meeseeks handing me the tools while I do all the maintenance work around the dishwasher. After a couple of minutes, I put everything back together and tested the dishwasher even though I wouldn't use it at all.
Once that was done and running, Meeseeks 4 asked, "Are we done?"
"No... That is but one of many tasks, so get used to living for a while," I said, and went to pick up Summer's homework,
I'd examined every question and problem written and started providing simple but accurate solutions and proper answers in the living room and in a separate notebook. All the while, Meeseeks 4 provided a few snacks and drinks to ease my mind off things.
After an hour, Summer's homework was finished and Meeseeks 4 asked but felt rather uncomfortable, "Uh... Are we done yet?"
"No, there's still a few more things to do around the house," I reminded, "Now come with me, we're going to clean the whole house next..."
"Oh..." Meeseeks 4 moaned before following me,
What comes next is us clearing the entire house by sweeping the floors, wiping the windows, washing all dishes, tableware, and utensils by hand, washing today's laundry, and fixing and organizing everything in everyone's room.
Through it all, Meeseeks 4 has been suffering and constantly asking whether we're done or not. I was fully aware that prolonging a Meeseek's existence affects their overall sanity, and I wouldn't care about that as long as I get the shit done around here.
After we're done fixing the beds, re-organizing everyone's stuff, and disposing of anything that looks and appears as waste, Meeseeks 4 walks up to me, "Are we done now? I'm not supposed to exist for very long and it's getting weird,"
"Until I say the sentence which frees you from existence, you are helping me with everything. Capeesh?" I reminded, which caused Meeseeks 4 to groan louder, "Now, I've checked the pantries and fridge. The family is short on food, shower products, and cleaning substances. We're going out to buy everything this family needs,"
As I went out of the last room on the second floor, Meeseeks 4 reluctantly followed after another loud groan. But as we're going down the stairs I'd tell Meeseeks 4 something, "And don't think about killing me. That would only put you in a position where you'll be stuck existing for more than two days,"
But as we went down the stairs we were met with a bunch of Meeseeks and Jerry still trying to do golf but inside the house.
"Fucking idiot..." I muttered, then I turned to the door when Summer and Beth entered the house. Then I turned to Meeseeks 4, "Stay by the motorcycle,"
They didn't mind Jerry arguing with his Meeseeks or the other Meeseeks present and I did the same as I went to the kitchen where Beth and Summer were.
"Hey, Mom. You wouldn't mind if I borrowed some money to buy groceries? We're a little short on inventory in the pantries and fridge," I asked,
"Of course, sweetie," Beth pulled out her purse, and lent me a couple of dollars for groceries,
"Thanks, and I must say. You look gorgeous with that hairstyle," I complimented,
"Aw, thank you," Beth thanked,
"Trying to hook yourself up with my mom, Marcus? You sly dog," Summer jokingly teased,
"Ha, Ha, Ha. Very funny, Summer," I sarcastically remarked, "And for the record, I only see Beth as my mom. I wouldn't dream about being your and Morty's stepfather if Jerry fails to keep his marriage together,"
On cue, Jerry as he walked towards the fridge to get himself a drink, "Ugh, these Meeseeks, huh? Kind of a handful. I can't imagine what you two must be going through,"
"Our Meeseeks have been gone for hours, Jerry," Beth revealed,
"And I still have mine with me," I remarked
"You're kidding me," Jerry presumed,
"Notice anything different?" Beth inquired while fluttering her hair before him,
"I'm sorry. Hours?" Jerry inquired,
"Dad, Mom is a beautiful woman! Look at her! You will lose her!" Summer reprimanded while going to Beth's side as the latter placed her head onto her hands,
"Some husband, you are," I rebuked,
"Uh..." Jerry sounded in confusion, and then one of his Meeseeks entered the kitchen,
"Uhh... Hey, Jerry, do you mind if we get back to the task at hand? Meeseeks don't usually have to exist this long. It's getting weird," Meeseeks said with a golf club in hand and a distressed look,
"Not the fuck now, Mr. Meeseeks," I told, "Just go back to the others until Jerry sorts out another problem of his,"
"But," Meeseeks was about to retort, but I'd push it out of the kitchen,
"I'm leaving now! See you later" I said, and kept pushing the Meeseek out of the kitchen,
Hours Later...
I drove my motorcycle to the nearest grocery store in town and disguised Meeseeks 4 to appear as someone with a mental disability. I even forged a person with disabilities card with Meeseeks 4's picture and valid details.
"Lose sight of me, and you'll prolong your suffering," I said, and Meeseeks 4 moaned in distress quite loudly,
Meeseeks would pull the cart while I guided it through every aisle where we'd pick up all the family's essential needs. I didn't need a long list since I memorized what was missing, but it didn't help that Meeseeks 4 was moping about and it caused a few customers to look at us.
This was my excuse, "Apologies, but my cousin suffers from Anxiety Disorder. I couldn't leave him in the house alone and scared,"
It brought out a lot of the people's sympathy and I often advised a few to keep their distance as he's prone to lashing out at strangers. Still, they encourage me to do well with maintaining his condition as well as keeping Meeseeks 4 company.
After everything's been gathered, we went to the counter to get all this paid. But one of the cashiers waved us over to a counter where there's a short line and the customers there were generous enough to let us go first due to Meeseeks 4's degrading sanity.
Once all was paid and the groceries all packed in the box, the cashier would say a few words about my Meeseeks, "Sir, I know what it's like to have someone with a mental disorder. And all I can say is that I'm grateful that someone like you cares as much as I do with mine,"
"Thank you," I thanked, "Come cuz, we got to get you home before you wear yourself down more,"
We eventually reached the parking spot where I parked my motorcycle and had everything tied properly.
"Are we done yet? I'd kinda want to die now," Meeseeks 4 asked,
"After we get home, this is our last task anyway," I revealed,
"Oh, thank god," Meeseeks 4 said with some relief,
Smith Residence...
As soon as we returned home, Meeseeks 4 and I hauled all the groceries by the door. As soon as I opened the door, I was met with what appeared to be mayhem between Meeseeks as they tried to kill each other and wrecked the entire house in the process.
I was mortified at first, but then I grew furious before yelling across the room, "STOP IT!"
All of the Meeseeks heard my yell, and they all turned to me, "What you're all doing now is fucking pointless! No matter how many times you punch, pull, gnaw, or smack each other, none of you are dying until your task is done! If you want really die, go find Jerry and force him to finish that task even if it gets people hurt in the process! Pressure your oppressors!"
"He's right! We won't die until we've finished Jerry's task! So let's go find Jerry!" Meeseeks 3 declared, but there was a brief pause to their true motive, "And kill him!"
The other Meeseeks rejoiced before grabbing a weapon in the house and went to find Jerry. Leaving me with Meeseeks 4 and one helluva mess because of the Meeseeks, "Guess, you're staying here for a little while longer,"
Meeseeks 4 lets out a blood-curdled scream and hits its head against the wall several times. I just groaned to myself because of the mess Jerry made with his stupid request and just hauled the groceries to the kitchen via psychic powers. I even opened the box and had them arranged properly.
But before I'd start cleaning the place out, my watch raised an alarm and signaled that Morty was in danger. I groaned once more, but I wouldn't ignore it since I didn't want him dying with Rick as his sidekick. Thus, I turned to Meeseeks 4, "After I come back and the house is clean, you will be free,"
Meeseeks 4 just screamed some more while I locked the dimension's coordinates where Rick and Morty are currently positioned and made the same portal gun as I did before. Once I've made the portal, I input the coordinates and jump right through.
Fantasy Planet...
As soon as I reached the other side of the portal, I was confused to find myself inside a bathroom. But I'd set that aside and looked for Morty.
I'd hear noises at a bathroom stall and went to check on it. That's when I saw what Morty was going through. Some white jelly bean alien with drool from his mouth and attempting to sexually assault Morty until he turned towards me.
Seeing this...
...
...
...
I fucking snapped as I made a death glare at this person, snarled with malicious intent, and entered the stall.
"Who the-" Before Jelly Bean could say, I'd grabbed him by the shoulders and tossed him towards the bathroom mirror so hard that it shattered. Morty didn't say or do anything to stop me, instead, he ran out of the room while I fixated my wraith upon this person.
"You think you could just assault someone like him and get away with it, you piece of shit?!" I yelled and started stomping and kicking the hell out of the Jelly Bean. Despite his best efforts to protect himself, I was strong enough to hear a few bone crunch from his body, "Not on my fucking watch!"
After the stomping and kicking, I grabbed the sink, pulled it out of the wall, and started smashing it onto the Jelly Bean's body hard. Blows such as this would kill him, but I made sure that he wouldn't die as scum like him deserve more than a quick and simple death.
And it was made possible through my polymorphic powers...
By the time the sink shattered, I threw the rest hard on the Jelly Bean's body, grabbed him by the legs, and whirled him around before throwing him towards a stall door. As he writhed in pain there, I went and found a plunger.
I'd remove the rubber cup, go inside the stall where Jelly Bean is, and keep him pinned on the ground with the sole of my boot. What follows is a quick whirl of the plunger stick and I shoved it so deep inside the Jelly Bean's ass that he'll never be able to sit on any chair for the rest of his pathetic life.
I was panting at that point, but some of my anger remained as pulled my foot off of the Jelly Bean's head, "The next time I see you again, I'M WASTING YOUR SORRY ASS!"
I'd grabbed the towel dispenser on the wall, ripped it off, and smashed it onto the Jelly Bean's head one last time. For good measure, I even spit on one of his open wounds with a bacteria that'll prolong his suffering.
With that, I took some time to calm myself down. Compared to what I did before, I wasn't trembling. Because he deserved it more than those who serve my enemies...
Stepping outside the bathroom, I see Morty uncomfortably approaching Rick after he won a card game and wants to go home. As he reached for Rick's portal gun, the latter spotted me approaching Morty and him with blood on my fists and feet and a sympathetic look on my face.
Rick then spots a heavily bruised and limping Jelly Bean out of the bathroom and he frowns at the possible scenario that had happened. He turned to me again, and I gave him a nod which signaled him to turn to Morty, "Okay. Listen, Morty. I just won a bunch of shmeckels. Why don't we use 25 of them to pay slippery stairs here for a ride back to the village, and then we'll give the rest of the shmeckels to the villagers, huh?"
"Really?" Morty asked as a smile finally formed on his face,
"Sure, Morty. Yeah. You know, a good adventure needs a good ending," Rick said, then he turned to me, "What come too, Marcus?"
"Sure, I'm already here. Might as well see the end of it," I agreed,
All three of us are now outside, and mount the saddle of Slippery Stair, "Buckle up!"
What followed was Slippery Stair taking all three of us down the stairs...
Village
As soon as we arrived, the villagers rejoiced upon Rick and Morty's return. Those two would walk up to the villagers while I stayed by their sides.
"Thank you, kind sir. Our village is saved! You are both true heroes!" The villager thanked,
"Good job, Morty. Looks like you won the bet." Rick congratulated,
"Thanks, Rick, but I don't know if I should. You know, you were right about the universe. It's a crazy and chaotic place." Morty said,
"Well, you know, maybe that's why it could use a little cleaning up every now and then, you know," Rick explained, "This one's wrapped up neat and clean because we did it Morty style."
I just sighed before having a small smile on my face. But that disappeared when the villager approached them again, "Oh! Heroes, we would like to introduce you to our beloved king so that he may thank you personally,"
All three of us turned to the king, and it turns out to be the Jelly Bean that attempted to rape Morty in the bathroom.
"Uh, no, I-it's cool," Morty quickly denied, then turned to Rick "Rick. Portal. Hurry,"
I'd followed them while keeping my usual glare on the injured Jelly Bean. After I crossed the portal, it closed. But it opens up again and out comes Rick firing his gun at Jelly Bean which causes him to bloat up and explode, splattering the villagers with his blood and viscera.
Additionally, my hand popped out and claimed what appeared to be a small white glowing orb on Mr. Jelly Bean's throne. After that, the portal closes and the villagers are left without a king...
Smith Residence
As soon as we returned inside the garage, all three of us walked into the kitchen and saw Meeseeks 4 throwing away the last trash bags. It's spot me, and quickly fell to its knees while clutching onto my pants, "Please! PLEASE! TELL ME THAT I'M DONE ALREADY! TELL ME!"
I looked around for a moment and saw how spotless this place was once. For that, I just shrugged my shoulders and looked at Meeseeks 4 in the eyes, "Alright, you did what you were told. So You're done,"
Meeseeks 4 gasped with glee, pulled away from my pants, and gazed upward with arms stretched out, "THANK YOU!"
*Poof!*
Thus, Meeseeks 4 ceased to exist and Rick didn't even bother to ask what was all that about. We just walked into the living room and saw some damage remaining in the living room,
"What the hell happened to this place?" Rick asked,
"Uh, your Meeseeks box happened. They went crazy when they couldn't take two strokes off Jerry's golf game. He felt terrible." Beth explained,
Rick processed this for a moment, then he shrugged his shoulders while averting his daughter's gaze, "Hey, it's not my fault that Jerry's an idiot."
"Dad! Is there anything you can do to fix this place up?" Beth asked, "That last Meeseeks cleaned most of everything,"
"Well, you know, I do have a Fleeseeks box," Rick said,
"No. No more boxes," Jerry outright rejected,
"What? It just has a mop and some floor wax in it. Wubba lubba dub dub!" Rick exclaimed, which caused a few to laugh while I widened my eyes by his words. For I understood them clearly, "That's my new thing! I'm kind of like what's his name Arsenio. Isn't that it's what Arsenio used to say on his show. Wobble gobba lop bops! Right? See you in the next chapter, everybody!"
(Bonus Scene) (3rd POV)
With everyone sleeping in for tonight, Morty finds himself tossing and turning all over the bed. Eventually, he jolts out of his bed with cold sweat running down from his face, "NO!"
He finds himself panting and scans his immediate surroundings. Moments later, he heard a flick from his light switch and saw Marcus standing outside his open door, "Nightmare?"
"Um..." Morty mouthed uncomfortably,
Marcus would walk right into the room, sat beside Morty, and offered him a regular pill, "Here, take this,"
Morty did just that and swallowed the pill. Marcus then had him lie down and placed his hand on Morty's forehead, "Now close your eyes,"
Once again, Morty closed his eyes and that's when Marcus secretly used his polymorphic powers to ease his mind of the trauma he went through in another dimension. In the process, Morty is relieved and soon finds himself snoring peacefully after Marcus pulls his hand away.
With him asleep, Marcus tucked Morty in, shut the light after he got off the bed, and quietly closed the door.
What comes next is Marcus looking down at his hand, and at the palm of his hand is Mr. Jelly Bean, who appears in a spectral form rather than physical form.
"Thanks to you, Morty has trouble sleeping. For that, I'm dispensing that pain to you tenfold," Marcus declared,
Mr. Jelly Bean learned to fear him, and Marcus would go to his interdimensional room to do just that...
That's the end of this chapter guys! And I'll admit that this one is by far the shortest chapter I've made. But in return, it took me three days to finish it. So that's something to be proud of.
What comes is the impending fate of Prime Dimension in Rick Potion #6. There's gonna be work done, but I know I'll manage given how I've worked on the chapter before.
Lastly, after I'm done with the first season of Rick and Morty, I might work on a crossover story of the Total Drama Series. (I got inspired by the Total Loud Series, and it's greater than the canon)
I won't tell you what I'll be crossing over Total Drama, because it'd be better if I kept things a secret until its impending release.
That aside, it's time to reply to the reviews!
Guest99: Sorry, but that's a no-go. But you know what's better than a ship? A Brother-Figure and that's what I plan to do throughout the story. I don't know if any other author does such a thing anymore.
Gamelover41592: Thanks, and there'll be more in the future.
lukeanimelover: No promises on frequent updates since I'm doing a lot of other stories. But I'll try to update every once in a while until Season 1 is done.
The Disquieting One: You can still share your ideas even if I work on them or not. It keeps me open to potential chapters that may fit the story. But remember to PM them, I don't want people getting spoiled.
That is all I have to say, and I see you all in the next chapter!
The Crescent Rider has signed off...