[“Who are you?”]

[he doesn’t remember you after the fuse with the King]

[avery smut next]

[AVERY!POV]

PREVIEW:

The “fight”, if you could even call it that, didn’t last long. D3rlord3 said the chant, the ‘spell’ took its course, and the King In Yellow was no more, merged with D3rlord3. Did the King merge completely? Yeah. Are they still inside D3r’s head? No. Nothing is anymore.

D3r had been wiped, their memories, thoughts, names and faces of loved ones... all gone. He was a walking blank canvas in a suit of armor.

Someone was talking to him, or something. He wasn’t really paying attention to anything. He felt the person shaking them, something seeping into their armor that felt kind of hot, but they were zoned out, staring off into space.

They were quickly snapped back into “reality” by a wet slap of slime, quickly shaking them out of their trance. It was a slime cube humanoid thing with a shirt and slides. Or something. It was kind of hard to pay attention when you had nothing going on at all inside.

“Stop that.” D3r mumbled, pushing the slime thing out of his face to put some room between them. “I don’t even know you. Go away and... do something. I don’t know.” he grunted, before taking a seat on the grass, his head completely numb.