Last time, Alice traveled across the Fringe and met the locals at Passwall before becoming Batlizard.
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It'd be so easy. To sneak up on him when he least expected it. To rend his spine with the blade, sink it deep within in flesh. Justice, justice for that spouse he kept secrets from.
But she couldn't do it here. No, she just followed him. Followed him as he took a stroll. She had been watching him, every night at nine, he would take a walk, hunting wild life. It was his pleasure in life, to step upon those smaller than him. But now, he does not know of his new status, prey, prey for justice. Pray for justice, oh loved one, for you shall soon be avenged.
How predictable, visiting the grave of his husband. The gutless coward, he would just rub it in, wouldn't he? Spit on his lover's grave, rub it in, MURDER! This, this will be his final resting place.
Rest well, fool, you and your spouse will spend eternity together, forever loyal and loving to each other. Submit to him, fulfill his every wish, traitor. Get on your hands and knees and scream to heavens for mercy, it will only bring a smile to my face.
Justice has been done.
But there was still more to be done. Gifted by cupid himself for the justice she exacted, she would use this arrow to strike true in the gatekeeper's heart.
It would be a shot that rang through the lands, the heavens, the hells. One that would shatter the current world, propelling it forward into a new reality. One that would change not just the present and future, but the past too. With one arrow strung and shot, demons and angels alike would sing-
HEAD-
SHOT-
"Kiss me, my love."
But it was not to be so, the arrow struck too true. The gatekeeper laid there dead, the warmth and compassion too much for his shriveled heart. The companionship that heart had been missing for years finally came too strong. She gifted him with kindness and friendship but the unknown was too great and ripped him of his soul.
There was only one choice left.
The Chaos King's servant appeared in a flurry of wind and hale. Now to walk the path to a bleak, dead future or one of chaos and destruction?
But it was not for Alice to decide but fate. Where shall she go?
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