Nesscas oneshot haven Chapter 101: The Making Of A Killer, an earthbound fanfic

I hear that annoying ass noise next to my bed. I'm already awake, and I have to listen to that stupid noise. I hate it. I hate alarm clocks with a passion. I turn around and turn it off. You may be wondering why I didn't do it earlier to prevent the noise from getting too annoying. My answer to that: shut up.

"Naked? Yeah, I know."

"Uh…r-right. Ahem, we're expected at the dining hall."

"Yes, I'm well aware."

"Just wanted to remind you. Now…don't appear naked."

"Bite me." I close the door and sigh. I'm not a morning person at all. I'm always a bit grumpy in the morning. But I guess I should explain. I'm currently at a nice fancy hotel called Smash Hall. It's very high-end and expensive. Like it's seriously fancy. Each toilet had a bidet. If bidets are not the epitome of fanciness, then I don't know what is. Speaking of bidets….

I enter the bathroom and look at my lovely toilet. I've never had feelings for an inanimate object, but this toilet…boy oh boy. I walk over to it and sit on it. I don't have to use the bathroom or anything, I just….oooo yeah~.

Ahem, anyway, I need to get changed. As much as I like flaunting my penis, I kinda need to wear clothes. I put on my trademarked striped shirt and jean shorts. I look into the mirror and begin to style my hair. I've long since gotten rid of that childish style I had, but hey, nothing is wrong with styling your hair anyway. I don't have much hair, so by "styling", I'm simply brushing my hair out of my eyes. After taking a long look at my get-up, I decide it's fine enough and leave my room.

My room is on the first floor, and relatively close to the foyer. This is a very tall hotel, I don't even know how many floors are in this hotel, but it's enough for me to not care. The foyer is pretty nice. It has this sense of wealth, that if I'm in here it means I'm a wealthy man. I locate the sign for the dining hall and walk to it. Daisy bows her head. "Thank you for coming."

"Of course, Daisy." As I enter the dining hall, I see Daisy run past me and to a new post. It's quite weird, honestly. This is a pretty fancy-schmancy hotel, and they don't have the budget to hire more than 5 workers. At least I've only ever seen 5: Daisy, Ren, ROB, Sephiroth, and strangely someone named Goro. The only Goro I know has four arms, and this Goro doesn't. Quite a shame, honestly. I can imagine Goro would be amazing in bed, being able to pin your arms AND legs down without the need for any type of rope. Whatever. Poor Goro here.

"Your table is waiting for you, sir."

"Yup yup." The same old same old. If you couldn't tell, I do this about every day. Same old morning schedule. Gets to be a bit repetitive at times. My table is a very special color, compared to the rest. Each table in the dining hall has this neat white table covering, I dunno what they're called, with always empty and clean bowls and plates. Strangely no cups, however. My table has a black covering. And when I come in here, there's always food on the plate for me, before I even need to order. I don't bother to really change it cause it's pretty good, and it just saves me time. I'm all about time-saving. The food I always have is an omelet. They're my favorite food, truly a magnificent specimen of consumption, if I say so myself. When I'm about halfway through it, someone walks up to me. This is different, but I like it.

I look over and see that it's a guy. He looks a tad taller than me, black hair, beautiful purple eyes, and a pretty average build. He's quite the looker, but I'm not one to really focus on just looks. I'm a personality guy. If someone has a good personality, boom, I'll suck your cock. It's as simple as that. This guy clears his throat. "Hello there."

"Hey."

"Uh, the nice lady said this was my table." I gulp down my food.

"Strange, this has been my table for months." A hand was placed on the guy's shoulder, and soon Goro showed himself. This pretty boy. His entire…being I guess, gives off these annoying prince vibes. As if he views himself so high that if something or someone were to come around to show him how much he sucks, he'd fall so low. But that's just my opinion, of course.

"This is both of your tables," Goro said. Ew. Even his voice gives off those vibes. Although, perhaps it's like a Loki thing, where this persona is a ruse to his true side. He's probably like a sadistic bastard. But hey, maybe I'm one. We may never know.

"But, I've never had to share with someone."

"Well, don't be stingy. He's new here after all." Ok. I hate you Goro. I hope you get pancaked under a sumo wrestler. Goro insisted that the guy take the seat across from me. He sits there and soon Sephiroth comes in to hand him his food. It's a piece of steak.

"We hope you enjoy," Sephiroth bowed his head.

"If there's a hair in here, I think it'd be obvious who it's from," the guy chuckled to himself.

"Or if there's poison. There is only one chef, we'd know who did it," I chime in.

"He'd suck at being a killer."

"I would never do harm to another person," Sephiroth said, almost appalled that we could think such things of him. Soon, yet not soon enough, he left with Goro and I'm left with the guy. I guess if we're going to be sharing this table, I might as well get to know him.

"Hello there. What's your name?"

"Ness. But people call me Ness."

"That's literally the same thing."

"Nuh-uh. Ness has no infection. But Ness has extra inflection on the s." I tilt my head as he begins to say his name over and over, I still see literally no difference.

"Ok Ness, my name is Lucas. I have no special nickname or…strange inflection." Ness chuckles softly. Ok, I see how it is. This bitch finds my name funny? Why don't I just stick my Pi-ness, in you? Hah, gotcha.

"Sorry, I just find it funny."

"My name?"

"Nope. Your face."

"Ouch. Asshole." Ness chuckles a bit more as he eats some of his steak.

"Is there really only one chef?"

"Yup. Good ole Sephy boy. Ya know, I heard this dude has a long sword."

"Wow, his penis is big?"

"What? No, his sword is big, idiot. I dunno about his penis. Who do you take me for?" Ness shrugs. He sits back in his chair, crossing his legs, and chews on his piece of meat. He seems to be scanning me. If he turns out to be just a fake robot, I think imma go ape shit on everyone. If I care enough, at least. We'll see how things turn out.

"I take you for someone who's looking for a bit of excitement in his life. Who's fallen so deep into his own schedule that he wants excitement. Am I right?"

"Damn, are you a psychic?"

"Perhaps. Here, give me your hands." Is he going to give me a reading? I hope I don't need to pay. I don't have money. He takes my hands, closes his eyes, and begins making some…suggestive noises. Moans, groans, all of that.

"God, you're a weirdo."

"Not as weird as you."

"Oh? What do you see?"

"You want to get fucked." Ness lets go of my hands and sits back, with a smirk plastered all over his face.

"As if."

"You saying my vision is wrong?"

"Exactly."

"Prove it."

"I'm the straightest guy to exist." Ness stands up and plops his hand down onto the table.

"Bullshit." I copy his stance.

"Nope. All true."

"What's your favorite thing about a woman?"

"Boobs. You?"

"Pussy." Our heads come closer together.

"You sure you're not thinking of fucking men right now?"

"I'd never think of fucking men."

"Oh right, you wanna get fucked by men."

"And you wanna fuck men." We stare at each other before breaking out into laughter and falling back into our seats. Ok ok, I'm liking this guy. Ness. Pretty nice name too. Ness is done with his laughter fit and puts his elbow on the table, holding his hand up.

"Nice to meetcha, Lucas." I grab his hand and grow my own smile as I look at him, the first person in this hotel to be enjoyable.

"Agreed, Ness." We sit back down and finish out food, having some small, normal, conversation about penis and cocks and more penises. Pretty normal on all accounts. Once done, I stand up and stretch my back. "Where's your room?"

"1st floor."

"Sick, mind if I walk you there?"

"Not at all, Let's get going." We begin walking and now it's time to pick that brain of his.

"Say, what're you doing here anyway? No offense, this doesn't seem like the type of place you'd be at?" I look at him and he seems to actually be thinking for a bit. I'm sure I'll be getting a joke answer out of him, but the fact he's thinking gives some leeway to his truth.

"I don't know, actually." Oh wow, he didn't give a joke answer. Color me shocked. He looks at me with a genuine soft smile. "You also don't seem like the type for this."

"Oh, I'm not. I'm just here because I decided to give it a shot. I'm in too deep, ya know?"

"Yeah." Soon enough we make it to his room and he turns toward me. "You've made this quite the first day here. Will I see you tonight for the event?"

"Of course."

"Great." Ness opens his door, and from the small glimpse of it I see, it's the same as my own.

"Oh, just a forewarning. The toilets have bidets in them." Ness's eyes widen as he looks into his room, toward the bathroom likely, before looking back at me.

"Excuse me, I've got a date with a toilet. See ya tonight, Luke."

"See ya." Ness closes the door and I'm left smiling. I've got a nickname now. It's a simple and, honestly, predictable one. But it's nice. I don't know what this event will be, it's the one thing that actually changes from day to day. So I'm looking forward to seeing what it is. It's likely a shitty comedy show, however. But hey, I'll get to be with Ness so that'll make things worth it hopefully.

I walk back to my room and instantly strip from all of my clothes. Maybe I can masturbate? Perhaps. I dunno, I've just about watched every piece of porn on the internet. Every piece of LEGAL porn, I need to clarify. Maybe I'll jack it to some furry shit. Who knows, could be a new thing for me. I walk back to my bed and bring out my laptop when suddenly it just disappears. Dammit. This is something that happens often. It's like a glitch in the matrix. I usually only have to wait for about….5…..4….3….2…1…boom, it's back. It's annoying but something I've gotten used to. I wonder how Ness-

"AHHHH MY PRECIOUS TOILET!" Damn, his toilet glitched out? Poor guy. Bidets are truly the greatest gift to humanity. I look at my laptop and think for a moment. I'm seeing a pretty hot-looking bunny man. Quite good looking, for an anthropomorphic bunny, of course. I'm strangely not feeling it, though. I close my laptop and lie in bed. My penis is just not feeling horny today, I guess. There's not much else but masturbation to do in my room. Sure, we have tv, but nothing is connected to the tv. I should've brought my consoles. I could be playing Mortal Kombat by now.

That's when another glitch happens. The tv screen turns on. Strange. I was just thinking about it too. This is a new glitch. Nothing is connected to it, it's probably not even plugged in. But I can't really see what's on-screen. It's just a mesh of pixels. It's not even just an image with the lowest bit of graphics, it's just literally pixels. A lot of red pixels, though. I'd probably say about 90% of the screen is just red pixels.

Odd. But whatever. Everything about this hotel is odd. I've become numb to the oddities. I lie down and look around my room. There's a camera just above my bathroom. It's looking directly at me and my bed. It's always there, watching me. I don't care about it, of course, I masturbate in front of that camera. I bet whoever on the other side loves watching me. Unless he's not about the cock life. Which I mean, who wouldn't? That's the real question.

But I finally have time to get some Z's. I value my sleep, so enough thinking about sex or shit to fill the void. It's time to sleep. Hope you like seeing me naked, Mr. Cameraman. I shake my penis around, giggling. "That's all you get." I find ways to entertain myself. For all I know, no one is behind that camera. I grab my blanket and cover myself. The beds here are so damn comfy. Enough thinking, time to sleep!

My dreams have always been weird. I don't really know how to describe them, honestly. You would think they'd be often sexual dreams, but believe it or not, that's not the case. I have some dreams here and there about tentacle stuff, but strangely, nothing sexual with them. My dreams do seem…wonky. I guess. It's hard to describe fully, but sometimes I think my dreams are more than just dreams. Like maybe, instead of just being dreams they're…..no, that's just crazy.

My dreams always begin the same way, standing in a dark void, waiting for the dream to unveil itself. I walk around this dark void. It's oddly cold. There's no wind, no real weather, nothing but the fact it's dark and cold. Nothing else is of note. It's…..weird. My dreams also feel much more real than they probably should. It's almost as if instead of dreaming I'm just transported somewhere else. But again, that's crazy.

I see a distant light. There we go, the dream's starting point. I run over to the light, and when I enter it I enter….a cave? No, it's not a cave, it's a dungeon? There are some cells it seems like, yeah, definitely a prison or dungeon. I walk down the very tight pathway through various cells. But all of them are empty. I've always wondered, what's scarier to be in, a crowded prison, or a dead empty prison. Cause right now, boy am I feeling some of them nerves now.

I turn the corner and see a distant light from one of the cells. Oh boy, might as well go see what this is. I walk down the path and when I get to the cell I look in and see….me? Why am I in a prison cell? He's not looking at me, he's just looking at a picture frame, but I can't see who's on the picture frame. This is the only cell that has some torches on the walls. I clear my throat. "H-hello?" The other me puts the frame down, the photo face down, and stands up.

"What're you doing here?"

"I-I dunno, I saw the light-"

"The light…" He turns around. His eyes are a vibrant red. He looks like he cries often. He walks over to me, grabs the bars that make up his cell, and tilts his head. "I remember when I saw the light…Until I ruined it."

"O-ok, Mr. Edge." This guy is weird, imma just go on. There may be a better person to talk to. I turn around to walk away, but he reaches his hands through the bars and grabs my own arm.

"Don't leave!" I look at him.

"Why not? I know this is a dream. The fact I don't have control over my dreams is criminal."

"It's not a dream, Lucas." I rip my hand from his grip.

"Of course it is."

"NO! I am not some dreamed-up version of yourself. I am you, Lucas." I take a small step back. "All of us are." RIght as he says that every cell lights up with their own torches, each with me in them. "We are the future if you lose faith. If you lose that light. We are not a dream, but a premonition." I don't…I don't understand. What does any of this mean? A premonition? My future if I lose my light? Before I get any time to properly think, I feel something slimy wrap around my ankle. I look down and it's a black tentacle.

"What the hell."

"Good luck."

"What?" Right then, I'm pulled away by the tentacle. I pass so many versions of myself, all saying "Good luck." It almost sounds cultish. Before long, however, my vision is blurred from being dragged around for so long. This is a shit dream.

I open my eyes to see myself in a room. I'm not tied up or anything, I'm just there. This room, however, feels oddly nostalgic? It's like I know this place, but I can't seem to recognize anything. I walk over to a photo, but it falls and breaks before I get a good look at it. "Now now, Lucas, walking around my room without my say-so is quite rude." I shoot around to see another me.

"Oh, great, which of my futures are you?"

"The future that didn't allow the loss of our light to ruin us." I cross my arms and raise my eyebrow. They're really keeping with this "loss of light" thing? I have to give it to my dreams, they're creative.

"So I could end up being like you?" This Lucas is the most radically different than the others. He's got the same red eyes, but his apparel is more…mature? He's wearing an outfit that seems to give off this "I am the leader" feeling. When I became an adult, I did ditch the whole stripe thing, but I don't think I'd ever wear something like this. Not gonna lie, it looks good. The hair, even. Instead of our natural blond color, it's like dark gray. It's messy, and long, reaching down to his chin.

"What? Don't like what you could become?"

"No, you look good." He smiles, walking a bit closer to me.

"You see….all of those other versions of us. Their week. Their futures were set for them the moment they were born. But for you…you have the chance. Your future is not yet decided."

"Oh? Then what should I go for? The light or what you have?"

"Neither." Excuse me? I don't think I understand.

"What?"

"You'll know what I mean in due time. But just know, you're quite the magnificent creature." He begins rubbing my face.

"What're you doing?"

"I lost my love, Lucas."

"Oh…I-I'm sorry." God, this dream is taking a turn.

"I know what you can become, and what you can become is so….intoxicating, that I love it."

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He leans his face closer and closer. We're nearly kissing. Am I really about to kiss myself? What the hell is this? I swear I saw this in a show one time. You know, I've dreamed about a lot of stuff. I can say, selfcest is a first. Dunno how to feel about it, honestly.

"It's amazing."

"W-wait…" I push him back ever so slightly. "This is wrong, you know that right? If you are actually a real version of me from some other universe or some shit, this is….we're the same person."

"Lucas…" his voice is deeper? It's darker. It's not my voice. Not anymore. But the voice…that dark, gravelly voice. He comes closer and closer and brings out a tentacle, rubbing it against my face. This sensation feels familiar. Like I felt it before. But everything is so clouded by…well, everything is just so cloudy I can't remember.

The next thing I know, just him rubbing my face with the tentacle is enough to cause a reaction from down there. "Ahh, I knew that worked. Different you….same likes. Shall we?" I look down at my obvious tent. Th-this is just a dream. That's all it is. It's nothing more nothing less. My mind feels like such a mess right now. I look back at…me? I don't even know anymore. For all I know, this…me…isn't actually me. But is a different person entirely. But this feeling…I know I've felt it before. I know my body has had these sensations before.

"Y-yes." He smiles. His mouth is red. The glowing red smile, with his red eyes….

He wraps some tentacles around my body and tosses me onto the bed. "God, it's been so long. You have been so busy." He begins taking his clothes off when I see scars. All over his…my body. It looks like burns, cuts, whippings, everything. It looks like we went through hell. I scan my eyes lower as he takes off his pants when I see he is going commando.

"Going commando I see?"

"When no one sees you, you have no reason for underwear." Just as I expected, he's the same size down there as I am. It's about average, if anything, ever so slightly below. He walks over to me and smiles that glowing red smile that is just so….intoxicating. He has his tentacles, with which he has two currently coming out of his back, rip my clothes off. I guess since this is a dream I won't be needing them anyway. He crawls on top of me and rubs his hand on my chest. "God…I remember when I had this chest." His voice is lighter this time, more like mine. And even his mouth returns to normal, but just like that, it's back to glowing red.

He instantly bites my neck. I expected it'd hurt but that familiar feeling comes in. And that's when I get a good look at his neck and see bite marks. Before I can even comment on them, or what he's doing, one of his tentacles instantly envelops my penis. "O-oh god…..I-I see why you have them." He lifts his head with a small smile plastered on his face.

"I don't like it when you talk during this." His other tentacle shoots into my mouth but is only deep enough to cause my inability to talk. "You were always good with your mouth." Why does he keep talking like we've done this before? I remember each dream I've had and this is the first time he's appeared in one. But then again, these familiar sensations, maybe I forgot a dream? Maybe…

He kisses my chest and goes lower and lower, as his tentacles keep going constantly. Suddenly, the one in my mouth left. "Since this will be your first time in a while…we'll do it in your favorite position."

"M-my what?" The tentacle slammed back into my mouth as he formed a few more to wrap around my entire body, lifting me into the air. He lays down on the bed and moves me down. At this point, my arms and legs are pinned back thanks to the tentacles. The one on my penis is still doing its thing.

"I can see the look in your eyes, Lucas." My eyes? "You know, even if not directly, what's coming next." He lowers me down a bit more when I feel him at my entrance. Oh…I see now. I'll have zero control over this. Nothing that will happen, nothing will be in my own hands. "You love not being in control in bed." Just then, he shoves his entire length inside me, and I can't contain any noises. I was able to withstand it for the tentacles, but this…I can't. It feels so good. "There we go, knew you'd love it." He puts his hands behind his back and he makes his tentacles hop me up and down. All of this pleasure, from nearly every major part of my body, is too much. It's almost annoyingly too much, but I can't help but love every minute of it. All these tentacles getting their slim on me, all these noises that are coming out of me, the noises that are coming out of him, it's all so much.

His tentacles speed up, faster and faster and faster. "I want to hear you." He takes the tentacle out of my mouth, and now it feels sore. But he gets exactly what he wants. All the noises he wished to hear? Yeah, he's getting all of that. And boy he looks satisfied at it.

"T-this…."

"You want it harder, don't you? You want more. You want everything I can give, don't you?"

"Y-y….y…." I can barely speak, it's just all too much. It's so much.

"Tell me."

"Y-ye….Yes!" His tentacles start going apeshit. They hold no regard for my safety, but…..fuck. I can't even think straight anymore...Faster faster, harder, harder, everything. It is so good. It's so familiar. I never want it to end. But sadly, all things do, and I begin to feel that building feeling inside of me. It goes and it goes and it shoots! All of that sperm gets nowhere, however, because it's completely encased in tentacles that seem to consume all of it.

"Mmmm, I love this taste. You want my own, don't you? You want my cum?"

"Y-yes!" He smirks before moving the tentacle back into my mouth and goes to an even higher level when he begins to moan loudly. I can tell he's close. I close my eyes to prepare for what's about to happen. Boom. It not only shoots through the tentacle into my mouth but also from his natural penis into my other end. The taste. I know it. I know it all too well.

"Swallow it." I nod my head and do just that. Swallowing every bit of it. But everything before is finally too much for me. I feel close to fainting, I can barely keep my eyes open. "I'll be seeing you again, my lovely."

I shoot awake in a sweaty mess. I look around and see I'm back in my room. I lie my head back down and sigh. "Knew it was a dream." I look over at the clock and see it's about time for that event. However, there's a sudden and unexpected knock at the door. Must be Ness. Nothing he's done has been expected, so it's probably him. Or maybe, because I expect it to be him, it won't be him. Or maybe, because I expect it to be him, I expect it to not be him, so it will actually be him. Oh, fuck it, hoping it's him.

I walk over to the door and open it, and thank God it is him. He's wearing a pretty nice tuxedo. It looks great on him actually. It gives his body some nice definition. "Hey, you had uh…a good time I see?" What's he on about? He points down and when I look down I see…..dammit. I'm dripping. Why did I not think of that dream as a wet dream? Idiot.

"Sorry, just woke up."

"Ahh, well, we have some time." He comes inside the room without me even inviting him in. Dunno if that's rude or charming. Probably a mix of both. He walks over to the wardrobe as I get some tissues to clean up. "Let's see here…"

"What're you looking for?"

"You don't have any tuxedos in here?"

"Nah, not really a tuxedo kind of guy."

"Unacceptable!" He turns toward me after slamming my poor wardrobe close. "You WILL wear a tuxedo!"

"What if I don't want to?" He comes closer and closer.

"You're naked, Lucas. So help me, I will crush your balls!" He says as he makes a crushing hand motion.

"Heh, I'd like to see you try."

"You'd probably like that, wouldn't you?"

"Maybe I would." The two of us stare at each other for some time, much like earlier, but this time I'm kinda very naked. He rolls his eyes and grabs my penis before dragging me off.

"OUCH FUCK!" This bitch! He's a guy, he should know how sensitive we are down there.

"You gonna follow me now?"

"Y-yes! Jesus." Ness giggles a bit before turning around.

"I bet you like being obedient."

"Shut up." He leads me over to his room. Just as I thought when I saw a small glimpse of it, it's the same as my own room. He runs over to his wardrobe and opens it. He has tons of different tuxedos. So many colors, sizes, everything. "Why so much?"

"Never know when you're going to need it." He grabs a blue one and turns around, holding it in front of me. "I think this would look cute on you."

"I dunno-" Before I even got to finish, he makes the squishing hand motion. "O-ok, I'll put it on." I walk to his bed and separate all the parts of the tuxedo. I truly don't know the science behind this. Ness soon walks to my side and stares at me.

"Have you even ever worn one before?"

"No."

"Fine, I'll do it for you." He grabs the parts of the tuxedo and begins…honestly, I don't know. It's like he's using magic. Basically, a single blink took me from naked to looking actually well put together. My tie isn't tied, that's the only thing as I look into the mirror. "So, how do you like it?"

"Not bad, but I dunno how to tie a tie." Ness steps in front of me and grabs both ends of it. He begins tying it, doing all kinds of loop-de-loops and shit. When he's done, he pats it down on my chest and looks down at me.

"There you go."

"Thank you." He's pretty handsome. He steps aside and looks into the mirror.

"How about now?"

"Ok…not bad." He rests his head against my shoulder. "You know, we look like a couple in this mirror right now."

"Who knows…" Ness walks away shrugging, "Perhaps we are." I just look at him confused. I swear, this guy has no idea what he's talking about. Shit just comes out of his mouth randomly. He looks back at me. "Hurry up, come on."

"Right." I run up to him and before I know it, we interlock our arms. He does make me feel good. I'll give him that. We take a calm stroll through the hotel halls together. It's honestly very nice. We're talking normally, we're doing normal things. It's fun. It's relaxing.

"So then my dog just rammed into the cabinets." I giggle softly at his story. "God, dogs are idiots sometimes."

"Yeah, I had a dog once."

"Oh? Carry on."

"Well, he was….M-my dog was….he…." I had a dog? I just said that randomly. I don't remember having a dog. And now that I'm thinking about it, I don't remember anything before the hotel. Ness stops walking and pats my back.

"It's ok, you don't need to say anything. I think I get it." No, you don't. But I appreciate the thought, Ness.

"O-ok." We continue walking and I begin to feel a bit bad about ruining the mood. "Sorry. I kinda fucked the mood up."

"Shut up. You didn't. We're still talking, aren't we?"

"Yeah."

"Ok. If you really did fuck up, I wouldn't still be here, would I?"

"I guess not."

"Ok, then, shut up."

"Y-yes, sir."

"Sir?" Sir? Where'd that come from? Random as hell, that's for sure. But I need to think of an excuse or else- "I like it. Maybe you'll call me that under a different context," Ness winks. That wink makes my heart flutter. What is this feeling? I don't know. It's familiar, but I don't know why or how. And to be frank, I feel like I've known Ness for years.

Well, either way, we eventually make it to the room we need to be in. I still don't know what to expect, but from what it looks like based on the setup, it's a date night? It's set up like a Jazz Club. I've never once been to a jazz club before. So I'm purely assuming it based on what movies and shit I've seen. It does feel comfortable though, I'll give this place that. It's quite nice smelling too.

Akechi walks over to us and bows his head. "Good morning, you two, your table is just up here." Akechi walks off, leaving the two of us be, stopping at a table in the distance. I look at him, and he just shrugs. The two of us walk over to the table that Akechi is standing at. The table is much different from the rest of the tables. It's got a red sheet where the rest of them got no sheets whatsoever. It looks out of place.

We sit in our seats and Akechi smiles before bowing his head. "Enjoy your time here." He walks off without much more talking. He gets out of view pretty quickly, leaving me with Ness, once more.

"You know, this place is weird," Ness says, sitting back in his seat. His arms are behind his head.

"What makes you say that?" I have noticed how weird this place was, of course, but I've never really had the choice to think too much about it because it's all I can remember.

"I dunno, just something I've noticed." Ness puts his hands into his pockets and his eyes shoot wide open as if he found something. "Oh right, I almost forgot. I found something in my room for you."

"For me? Why would it be in your room?"

"Beats me." Ness moves his hand out of his pocket and puts it on the table. I look down at it and see a crown? This crown, it's so simple yet….something about it. I pick it up and look at it.

"After you sir," my butler tells me. I quite enjoy Falcon's time. He's almost like another father figure. I get out of my bed and walk over to my wardrobe. I look at myself through it and see my royal outfit. Red and white, with some hints of silver near the edges. I adjust the collar before grabbing my crown. It's not the most ideal crown, but it's my crown so I guess it's something. I put the small crown onto my head and look at myself in the mirror. The prince."

"Sir?" I shake my head before looking at Akechi. But he's different. He's not formal anymore. He's not in the tuxedo he was once in. He's wearing almost a very princely outfit. Red and white with some gold thrown in there. He's also got a mask with an obnoxiously long nose. But his attitude, his speech patterns, it's all the same. It's very possibly he just changed clothes, but that makes no sense, why would he change clothes? And of all things, why such a prince-like outfit.

"Lucas, what do you want to eat?" I look back at Ness.

"Sunnyside-"

"Omelets?"

"Omelets? I've never had omelets."

"Yes, you have. It's your favorite food." What is he saying? I've never had omelets. I don't understand. Why's he acting weird? Why was this crown in his room? What was that vision? What's wrong with Akechi? I drop the crown as I begin to feel light-headed. I feel floaty. My sense of direction is being thrown all over the place. My vision is blurring and seemingly….tilting? That or we're on a boat that's tilting. But I doubt that. I can't even see outside this hotel.

"LUCAS!" That voice. I don't recognize it. I look around, but I can't see much of anything. Akechi is gone, he's just disappeared. I don't know what's happening. I feel like standing, but I know if I stand up, I'll fall right back down. "Lucas! Get it together man!" I look around a bit more and begin to see a figure of some kind. It looks to be a spiral vortex or something. Of dark and light. Swirling around each other, like strands of DNA. I feel captivated by this figure. Staring at it makes me feel complete, makes me feel normal. But what is it?

"Lucas?" Suddenly, everything is back to normal. Like a snap of the fingers, the figure is gone and my vision is back. I shoot my head around to look at Ness. "You ok?"

"Y-yeah."

"What'd you like to order sir?" Akechi asks. I look at him and see he's still in that strange new outfit. But the crown, the crown is missing.

"Where's….where's the crown?"

"I dunno," Ness lies. Waiter, one steak, and a plate of omelets please."

"Right away, sir." Akechi walks off, leaving me and Ness to ourselves once more. He's looking at me with concern, however. He reaches over the table and grabs my hand.m

"It's alright to feel a bit lightheaded, happens to the best of us."

"I just don't know what brought it on." I'm still looking down at the crown. That crown showed me something. It was me. But something about it felt different. Something about that dream made me feel…..whole. I've never been able to feel complete, like some part of me is out there, waiting for me. But I have no memory of anything but the hotel.

"Look at me, Lucas." I look up into his eyes. They're so pretty. I've noticed them before, obviously, but this time, wow.

"Wow…." Ness giggles softly, filling my heart with happiness. I've never felt this way before. Or…have I? Ness grows a smile before grabbing my other hand.

"You wow." He moves his head closer to mine. My heart's racing, nonstop. It feels so unnatural. He places his forehead against mine, our eyes mere inches apart. "Truth is, Lucas. I love you. You may not remember it, but I do." He loves me? Love….is this what's happening to my body? Is this why I don't feel in control of my body? Is this why I want to kiss him? I move my lips closer and kiss him. I DIDN'T KNOW WHY I DID THAT!

God, what's happening to me? Why can't I control myself? Why does the kiss feel so good? Ness is the one to break the kiss up and smile widely. "You're still just as good as before." He lets go of me but quickly walks to sit next to me. He grabs me and places me on his lap, and I feel his….what's happening! The fuck is this? "Do you remember that feeling?"

"T-that feeling?"

"Yeah~." He begins to grind his tent against me, and it's feeling good. But there's this weird undertone that I'm feeling. It's like regret? Disgust? He keeps doing it and keeps doing it and keeps doing it. Before I know it, I begin to feel tears form and fall from my face. That's when the rubbing stops. "Why're you crying?" I bring my hand up to my eyes and do indeed feel tears.

"I don't know." Ness puts me back and makes me look at his honest face. His hand is on my cheek, it's warm. It's comforting.

"Are you sure?" I look down a bit. I know he really wants to help me, but I don't know anything.

"I have no memory of outside the hotel. Everything is just a blank."

"Good thing I remember." He grabs my chin and makes me look up at him. "And I remember loving the hell out of you." I blush softly before he brings me back into a kiss. He truly means it. He stops the kiss and wipes away the tears. "I promise to make you remember, Lucas." I look down at Ness and see that he's still hard. He must have followed my eyes because the next thing I know he says, "Are you sure? You did just cry?"

"I-I don't know why I cried. But…I loved you?"

"I would hope so, we were close to marrying." I smile at that. It's a shame I can't remember. It's a huge fucking shame. But he's here now. I don't know where here is, but still. He clearly cares where I have forgotten. It might be best to repay that effort. I crawl closer to him and look him in the eyes.

"Ness. I want to remember."

"I can help you." I'm staring at the tent, gulping. "It's ok to be scared of the unknown." He grabs my cheeks again and the smile I see is wonderful. "The unknown is always scary." I can feel a small tear fall from my eyes. He wipes it away, flicking the teardrop away. "Sometimes, you need to take that jump. So….do you?" Do I? I don't know why I cried, I don't know why I felt bad. Does it have something to do with the dream? Actually…now that I think about it….seems likely. I stare into Ness's eyes.

"I do." Ness smiles, moving his head closer to mine. My heart is beating from this familiar feeling. I feel his hand go up into my shirt and it sends a shiver down my spine. But it's a confusing one. One both good and bad. I grab onto his arm. "W-what about Akechi?"

"Don't worry." He moves his head over to my ears, "He doesn't matter," he whispers in a deep and sensual tone. He then slowly pins me down, looking down at me with a smirk that is so cocky that I love it. I haven't really noticed it until I was in this position, but damn he's sexy like this. "God, those eyes. It's been a while since I saw them." Ness rips his shirt off, tossing it away in a random direction. His body isn't very muscular, but it's not slim either. It's that nice middle ground. "How do I look?"

"You look…amazing." He truly does. The more I see him, the more I believe what he's saying. The more I feel like I truly did love him. I just don't know why I can't remember. He brings his body down, grabbing hold of the bottom of my shirt.

"You have no idea how hard it was to not pin you against the bed when I saw you naked earlier. It's been so long, I'm so….pent up. I've missed you, Lucas." What he's saying sounds just like what that…other me said. But Ness's voice is gentle, kind, and honest. He means only the best, while the other voice…that one didn't care. He grabs my chin and moves in, kissing me gently. It's a feeling that's oddly comforting and nostalgic. I melt into the kiss pretty quickly, closing my eyes in turn.

Soon enough, the hand within my shirt moves higher and higher, taking my shirt off and he smirks down at me. I feel honored by him doing this. He sighs happily. "You look just as good as I remember." However, right after saying that, a fire extinguisher knocks him out, and I look to see Akechi holding it.

"The fuck you doing?" His face. It's weird. I can't really describe it, but it's as if his face and body are disconnected. He's smiling and still talking.

"I don't know, Seph. I'm just not a big fan of Ant-Man." He drops the fire extinguisher and his body looks at me, yet his head never moves. The hands need to take hold of the sides of his head and force it to look at me, and I hear just the nastiest crack. I can do nothing but back up in fear and confusion before everything just…..

"Lucas."

"He knows my name?"

"LUCAS!" I take a step back and shake my head, looking at him. Those purple eyes, the black hair, the voice? It's all so…"This reality…you need to wake up!"

"Who are you?" he steps in, shutting the door behind him and kissing my cheek. I-it's Ness. Ness! I-I remember now. I take a few steps back.

"N-Ness? Wh-what happened? Your eye. Th-the fire extinguisher."

"I'm fine. But we need to get you out of here, people are after you." He grabs my hand and we begin running out of the room.

"I-I don't get it, Ness. What's happening?" He stops before looking back at me.

"You're strong, Lucas. So very strong."

"Now's not the time for a pep talk. I need an explanation."

"And I promise to give you one, j-just-"

Once that noise is finally gone, I get to lay down for a bit when suddenly, and by suddenly, I mean I knew this exact thing was going to happen. There's a knock at my door. When it's not one thing, it's another. I just want to sleep in. Is that too much to ask? I groan as I get off the bed. I walk to the door and open it. Nothing. What a waste. I shut the door and turn around to see….a damn stranger in my room! "Hey!" He's in my bed too. How did I not notice him? "Get out of there you." He sits up and looks at me with an annoyed face. He looks tired, worn out, maybe he just collapsed in my room. I rush over to him. "Hey, you ok?" He just rolls his eyes before leaning in to kiss me and suddenly…."Ness?"

"Yeah yeah yeah, whatever." He falls back into the bed with a heavy groan. I've never been more confused.

"Is something wrong?"

"It doesn't matter. It's just going to be reset anyway." I sit on my bed, next to him, and pat his stomach. I don't know what's going on. I really don't, but based on, well, his whole being; it's not going well.

"I'm sorry." Ness sits up and smiles softly. He then grabs my hand, holding it firmly.

"I love you, Lucas." He….loves me? B-but we've only known each other for a few days at most. Well, if he's been going through something, things must've happened when I blacked out. Yeah, most definitely. I can't return that love though. I just look down at my lap.

"I-I'm sorry." Ness slowly shakes his head.

"We're just eternally fated for separation."

"What makes you say that?" He looks at me with this genuine look in his eyes. He looks like he is about to just start crying, though. And that look, the knowledge of that feeling he's having, it breaks my heart. What are some of the things he's said to me before? I'm strong. Why would he say some simple Facebook quote like that? I hear the bed creak as I look up to see Ness standing up.

"This reality will be reset soon, I'm sure of it. But just…..lemme show you something. Maybe one of these resets you'll remember." He turns around and grabs a photobook. He comes back, sitting next to me, and shows off the first page. It's a picture of us. We're at a pool holding hands. He flips the page to show us at a talent show showing off some type of Harry Houdini shit. But then he just keeps flipping the page. Every photo is a new one from us in a new area. I'm in the same exact clothes as he's slowly shifting from happy to annoyed to just dead. He closes the book and just haphazardly tosses it. "It's useless." I look over at the book and see something off. I walk over to grab it and upon doing so I see something in the background.

"Hey, what's that?"

"Probably Akechi to whack me upside the damn head with another fucking fire extinguisher, that asshole."

"This is definitely not Akechi." He finally looks over at me, walking over reluctantly. It's a guy with a prince outfit. It's very nice and well kept. But something about him, something about his presence, it was intimidating. His power overflowing so much that even through a photo I can feel it. I just stare and stare and stare at it, quickly losing any sense of time. I don't even notice when Ness begins rocking me back and forth,

"Wh-what?" I question, finally being broken out of my own trance.

"I just said I don't know that person." I flip the page and he's there too. He's just watching us, it seems. But I don't, and it doesn't seem Ness does, remember feeling he was there. But he's in every single photo, somewhere, he's in the same photo. Sometimes hidden, but most of the time he's very obvious. There are some photos with the employees of this hotel, but they're few and far between. That's when a theory comes to my mind.

"Ness, how did you get here? Like actually. There's nothing past this hotel. How'd you get here?" He looks a bit hesitant to tell me, but he just sighs.

"From another universe. I was….running away from the fact that I lost my Lucas so I started searching for, well, you. And this happens to be one universe that doesn't have me in it already." I look down. Somehow, I'm not really surprised. But that just adds more credence to my theory. I stand up and shut the book.

"And you've remained unaltered by the 'resetting', haven't you?"

"More or less, yeah."

"What about this book? If the whole reality reset, these photos would not exist."

"I started taking them so I could hold on to them, and I just held them through the reset….and…..they weren't reset."

"Exactly!"

"Lucas, you genius!" He runs over and brings me into a deep kiss, but quickly breaks it up.

"S-sorry. I-I got ahead of myself."

"Heh, well, if this is the only universe where I don't have you, we're meant for each other." I put the book aside and hold out my hand. "Let's get to the bottom of this." We walk out of the room and begin walking through the halls. So, if my theory is right, as long as he's got me in his hand, I shouldn't reset. And just as I think that the hotel around us grows a static appearance before quickly coming back. I look at Ness as he stares at me.

"Lucas?"

"I….it worked!" He brings me into a hug, his arms very tight around me, before letting go. We make sure to never let go of each other's hands. "What's the plan now?"

"We need to get you out of here, that's what."

"But how? I've tried countlessly to open those front doors but they just don't open."

"Yeah, I've tried too. But….there is a roof we can get to." I've never been there, but I know there's an actual way to get there. It's as simple as taking an elevator ride up all of those damned floors. I lead him, our fingers quickly interlocking and becoming comfortable with each other, to the elevator. Once we step in, we grab the guard rails so this place also won't reset. There's a small tune for elevator music. Now that we've got some alone time, I have a few questions.

"How many realities were we happy?" I look at him and his eyes lower, but he's got a smile on. It's gentle looking.

"From what I saw….all of them." He looks at me. "Any reality we shared together, we were happy." We were happy. He's my happy place. I was quite unhappy before he jumped into my life. He was able to make me feel things that weren't this grand feeling of hate. I hated being cooped up in this god-forsaken hotel. I began to be used to it way long ago, but it still pissed me the fuck off. All of those dreams I had…..those dreams were real.

"Does it look like I give a fuck. What the hell do you fucking want? Oh wait, I already goddamn know."

"Breakfast is ready."

"What a shocker. Could've never guessed." I step out and slam the door, beginning to walk toward the dining room.

"Uhm, Lucas, you should wear some clothes." I turn around to look at that bossing fucking bitch. He wakes me up, in this ever-living fucking nightmare, and expects me to just fucking do what I'm told? This is my fucking prison, my goddamn life. I just….I walk over to him, slowly, steadily, knowing he's not going to walk away. I just need to take my life by the neck. I grab his neck, it's weak, feeble. "Don't touch the employees, Lucas, you know this."

"Or what? Is someone going to arrest me?" There's silence, and I can do nothing but chuckle. "That's what I thought." I snap his neck in a quick motion. That crack, the loud breaking of his neck. The thud he makes when he falls to the ground, dead, is very….filling. It's whatever. Not like he had any life stuck in this fucking hotel. Now then….I turn around and smirk, my white teeth showing as I grow some very exhilarating thoughts. "Now, where's the fucker, Akechi?"

I shed a tear at the thought of what I did, even if they weren't fully real, I still killed them. I killed them so much it began to be no fun, and I just couldn't care enough to do it. Just going through life until I died was my intended path. Until….I look at Ness, his happy face as he's probably thinking about the times we were happy. He popped into my life. So randomly. It wasn't what the world seemed like it wanted out of me. It didn't seem like it at all, yet here he is. He's my purpose, my hope, my Ness. And clearly, that's a Lucas thing. He's not only my Ness in this reality. He's my Ness in all realities. We are forever connected, no matter what the realities and this cruel universe throw at us, that won't change a single thing about us.

"Ness?" He looks at me with a raised eyebrow, surely seeing my tears, and I just move my head closer, kissing him. He holds me in the hand that was holding my hand, instead of just holding my hand, he's holding me. This is all I ever wanted. I just wanted someone there, someone to sit and listen to me, someone to be my friend that wasn't those robotic-sounding bastards spurting the same shit. And his random appearance, even if it may be purposeful by him, it was random to me…and I love that. He's the reason I can look at the prospect of leaving my prison-like reality as a possibility. He's the reason for my hope. And the love I feel for him is grandiose. I will never let him go….for the life of me.

I'm the one to break the kiss and I just look at his face and smile. "You just have a thing for blond-haired blue-eyed guys huh?" Ness chuckles before licking my lips.

"What can I say, I have a type." There's a ding. The roof, we've made it. I turn around, our hands still holding each other, and we watch the elevator doors open to show off the vast white void that is everything surrounding the hotel. We step out of the elevator and there's oddly zero breeze here, it really is just nothing up here. We look at each other with a smile before walking over to the edge, looking out at the vastness of the void.

"How do we leave here?"

"Unsure…but whatever the way, we'll do it together." He tightens his grip on my hand. "I love-" Ness is knocked away before being able to finish it, however. I look over at him.

"Ness!" I turn to run toward him, but a figure appears on top of him. It's the prince. "Who are you!"

"You stay right there." I try to run forward, but before I can get too close, I run into an invisible wall. "I'll deal with you soon. Now you…" He picks Ness up by the neck and slams him against the back wall. "How dare you not only intrude in this reality but have the gall to stay?" Ness is being choked out…he can't respond, he's losing air….he's dying. I can't let him die. I slam on the invisible wall, but nothing. I just keep fucking slamming. I turn from slamming to backing up and ramming into it, but still nothing.

"Ness!" I look at Ness's struggling face and see him looking at me. His eyes. He's not scared. He's not worried. He's confident. Even though he's being choked out, even though he's dying, he still believes in me. He still looks at me and thinks I can do so much. B-But I can't. I don't have anything. I don't know what to do….he's the one who tells me, he's the one who shows me what I can do.

His skin is turning blue. I can't allow this. Not at all. I….I WON'T LOSE HIM! I punch the wall and I suddenly have this weird feeling in my heart. I look at my fist and see some sparkles. I punch the wall again, and again and again, and each time sparkles come out of the punch. I power up a strong punch before slamming it into the wall, it breaks instantly and I step through it. "Now let him go you fucker!" I point at him and a bullet of light comes shooting from my finger. However, he's fast, he's able to see it before it reaches him and he's…..no….he's….moving. He moves Ness right in the way of the bullet a-and it just….it…..Ness!

Ness is tossed to the ground, a huge hole in his chest. I run to him and grab his hand. "Ness! Please. S-stay with me."

"L-Lucas…." He's bleeding, he's dying. I-I tried to save him, I tried my hardest, and I-I….what have I done? He reaches his hand up and touches my cheek. He's got the sweetest smile, even when it's stained in blood, even if it's his last smile he'll make, it's always the sweetest. He sees me in so high regard, he thinks so much of me, even when he's struggling, even when he's dying, he believes in me. He looks at me, and no matter what side of me he sees, he smiles.

"Ness, I-I need you."

"Y-you'll always have me." He coughs up a bit of blood before resting his head back. He's looking directly into my watery eyes. "We are….happy in every universe….n-no matter the hurdles." I rest my head on his chest and just pour out my tears. He's too important to me to go. I-I can't allow him to go. B-But I hurt him, didn't I? I'm the one who hurt him.

"I-I love you, Ness! So please, just don't go."

"Lucas….I-I love you….." And he's gone. Like actually gone. He dissipates into bright particles flying away.

"See where your love takes you, Lucas? In every reality, you find each other, and yet, in every reality, you find a way to ruin that poor boy. I did him a favor by taking you away from your home reality. Containing you here so you won't hurt everyone." So I won't hurt everyone? In every reality, I ruin him? Every single one of my selfish acts ruins him? Every single fucking reality? My goddamn love, our fucking love, ends up ruining him? Ness….I-I'm sorry. I don't mean to….it's not….I need to fix this. "Now do me a favor and reset." I see the world around me erupt into a sticky mess, but I don't move. I'm not affected anymore. "What the fuck?" I can do nothing but chuckle.

"Oh, you idiotic motherfucker." I turn around to look at him, my tears have dried up, and still have some of Ness's blood on me. "I will always have Ness holding on to me. Forever."

"No…this wasn't how I designed you. WHY ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!" He holds out his hand and groans. "I hate to delete you, but if I must, so be it." He shoots a beam of light out of his hands and it hits me directly, lifting me into the air. I'm struck with shooting pains all over my body, but something else is happening. Did he say something about….designs? He designed me? Oh boy, he slipped up didn't he? Heh, I knew he was an idiot.

Visions quickly come to my mind, many visions. Of many worlds. All with a designated name to them. Loving Poetry…..New Wings…..Sacrifice….Snuffed…..In a Galaxy….so many Ness's, but also, so many of me. We're together, we always seem to find each other. But I am destined to ruin him. It is my purpose in…the Designer's universe. My purpose is to ruin my love. To ruin everyone around me. I can't have this. I need to do something about this. I need to make sure Ness, and everyone else can be happy. But as long as I exist in their lives, that will never be possible.

I'm able to break out of The Designer's attacks, floating there with him, and I just stare at his prince outfit. He's disgusting. Making me up just to ruin those I love. "How? How did you….no…it's impossible. I-I created this place to make sure this didn't fucking happen!"

"Life has a way of bringing people to you." I hold out my hand and I grow a smirk. "But I have a new purpose, you maniacal bitch."

"J-Just wait, I'll answer anything you want, j-just let me go."

"Ok, fine. Why the fuck am I designed to ruin everyone's lives?" The Designer looks down, he looks more disheveled than earlier. It's because he lost and he knows it.

"I-I'm not in control, Lucas."

"LIES!"

"No. I mean it. I-I lost control, I'm able to do small things, create a single reality that is impossible…him….to change and control."

"Enough with the goddamn pronoun games. Who's 'him'?" He looks directly at me, with a gulp.

"You, Lucas." Me? Oh, wait…I saw this. That Nightshade character? He appeared for a single moment. But I'm sure he's involved in ruining me. In painting my path forward to creating realities where all I do is ruin people.

"And you didn't even think to stand up to me? To fight me?"

"Y-you don't get it. Wh-when people figure me out, learn of us Designers, w-we lose control of them." Oh, this fucker. This manipulative bastard. I chuckle at his impotence.

"So you really are a prince then, aren't you?"

"Wh-what?"

"You have all this power, the ability to control things at the simple command of your voice. But as soon as that shatters…..it's revealed how pathetic you are." I hold my hand back out to him, with a stronger pose. "If you won't kill me, then I will." The Designer begins screaming in pain as white light comes from his body into my hand. I'm not able to take his full power, he's too strong for me to do that, and that's out of my abilities. All I need is his light, and his ability to move from reality to reality. I need to do what this fucker chose not to. I need to kill myself. But now just the one controlling everything, every single version. Rid the potential pain from everyone, real or fake, no one deserves the pain that being around me brings.

Once I absorb all the power I can from him, I toss him to the ground before landing as well. "Wow, you are pathetic, I shouldn't be as shocked as I am." I turn away as I form a black robe around my body, a hood over my head, and bright light-shielding my face from being seen by anyone. "Now then, I've got a reality to invade." I walk off toward the hotel's edge and fall off, watching the ground come ever so closer and closer to me. "Soon. But not yet." Right before hitting the ground, I disappear, heading toward the first reality on my list.

Ness wakes up in a void of darkness. His chest healed from the bullet. He shoots up, looking around. "Lucas! Lucas, where are you!" Something pops up in the darkness and when I look closer it looks like camera footage of a school poem competition. Lucas and Ness walk out of the building but before they even leave the school's premises, someone in a black robe walks over and snaps Lucas's neck. Seeing this makes Ness back away in disgust and fear. He failed. "N-no….I-I….".

The sound of clapping is heard echoing around the dark void. He looks around in confusion before out of the darkness comes Prince Lucas, slowly clapping, making loud noises from the soft claps. "My my, look what you turned him into, Ness."

"I-I'm sorry. I failed…I-I didn't-"

"Failed? Gosh, you did quite the opposite." The camera footage disappears and Prince Lucas walks closer, putting his hands on Ness's shoulders.

"You did exactly what you needed."

"But…he's killing again. I failed."

"No shit. You made him kill."

"How?" Prince Lucas groans before snapping his fingers, his appearance changing to show off his black tuxedo with latex black gloves. His blond hair turns to pitch dark, however, his eyes remain the same bright blue. He grabs the rim of the gloves and makes it snap against his wrist, looking at Ness.

"Ta-da!"

"N-Nightshade!"

"Ah ah ah, nope. Close though, so A for effort." He puts his hands behind his back and smirks, his white teeth showing in his overall dark appearance. "It's me in full glory, the good ole Lucas."

"Lucas…what did Nightshade do to you?"

"Well, you saw it first hand. Oh poor me, being on the receiving end of his perverted acts. Quite a shame indeed. But, he showed me that the purpose of that was to get stronger."

"No. He's just evil, Lucas, you can get out of this, you can-'

"Don't even begin to say 'you can get better, Lucas'. That's bullshit." Prince Lucas walks over to Ness, his physical body remaining slightly shorter than Ness. "After all, what good person gills his parents right in front of his brother. The feeling of my dad's neck-snapping and the blood coming from my mom's stomach….oh god, the memory of it fills me with such….comfort."

"No…i-impossible." Prince Lucas begins walking around Ness in a circle.

"No no, quite possible indeed. The only reason Claus was spared was because of his stupid PSI, whatever the fuck it's called that decided to just wake itself up right before I was about to shove his stupid fucking ugly ass fuck face into the fucking lava that son of a BITCH!" Prince Lucas clears his throat before popping his collar back. "And you." He kneels right in front of Ness, who fell to the ground a while ago from the thoughts of Lucas doing those heinous things. "You're lucky I still harbored feelings for the likes of you. But…" He stands back up and kicks Ness right in the face, staring down at him with an evil glint in his eyes. "The stories are true. A prince should never dabble with a peasant." Ness looks up at Lucas, tears in his eyes. "Ugh, that stupid face. Showed me the same face way long ago. The difference now is…" He grabs Ness's head and just twists it 180 degrees. "You're not real."

He stands back up and turns around. "Great, mess-free too. Alright, got a universe to look over." he snaps his fingers, and footage of a dojo with the name Smash Bros on it is seen. He brings out Popcorn and sits on a dark throne. "Galeem, give me what I want...entertain me."