Book Three Chapter Ninety Two: EE_Resolve

Book Three Chapter Ninety Two: EE_Resolve

The hug between Qube, the Chosen One, and Squiggles only lasted a few moments, but it soothed Qube in a way that made it feel like shed had a weeks rest.

You guys gonna join the hug-fest? the Chosen One asked the rest of the party, his voice slightly muffled by the effects of Squiggless tentacles. He stuck out a hand and waved the others over.

Id be delighted to join you, Sexy Screamy Spider Briar said, adding her many arms to the mass of limbs. One of those limbs snagged Definitely Bad Guy, pulling the weakly protesting Mage into the clump, while Sencha Bard somehow wound up primarily hugging Sexy Screamy Spider Briar and Qube, with a side of Squiggless tentacles.

It seemed his relationships with Definitely Bad Guy and the Chosen One, while much healthier, hadnt yet grown to the point of the Bard actively moving to hug them.

The Chosen One, however, had no such reservations, and stretched out to make sure he was including both the Bard and the Mage in the group hug, squishing everyone together and causing a few parts to be eaten by Sexy Screamy Spider Briars inner pockets.

You were perfect, Sencha Bard whispered in Qubes ear under the cover of the chaos. None of them would have anticipated you taking control of the narrative in such a way.

Never mind what others expect, how do you feel? Sexy Screamy Spider Briar asked, also quietly.

You guys know I can hear you when were all squished together? the Chosen One whispered too, his face next to theirs. Hed just emerged from part of the Hunters thorax. If youre trying to keep this conversation a secret from me, this is maybe not the right time to have it.

Its not you were worried about. You arent controlling the narrative, Sencha Bard pointed out, his voice a little louder.

Plus, we all know that youre on our side, Sexy Screamy Spider Briar said, squeezing the Hero tighter and causing him to once more enter her thorax.

Definitely Bad Guy, whod given up on half-heartedly struggling for freedom, reached into the hug and awkwardly gave Qube a pat on the shoulder.

While I cannot condone such reckless disregard for your own safety, your dedication to exploring new forms of magic is one of the many things I admire about you, he said.

Yes, were all very proud of you for exploring yourself, Sexy Screamy Spider Briar added.

Once Adored the Evil Emperors quiet lament broke up the hug. The party, after some careful disentangling and convincing their mascot to release them, turned and looked at the tyrant, who was staring at the throne. He was still kneeling, but the chickens that had been around him had wandered off and were now aimlessly pecking around the room.

Looking at the man in black filled Qube with a complex blend of emotions. Not only did she have her own mixed feelings to deal with, what with him having slaughtered her village and kind of killed her, but the echoes of what hed done to Once Adored bounced around inside her.

The forgiving, helpful thing to do would be to go to him, and reassure him that the undead version of Qube hed raised using her severed head was now returned to the Healer, and they were stronger together.

The understandable thing to do would be to yell at him that he had no right to speak mournfully of his foul creation, whom hed raised just to twist into a mess of hatred and despair in an attempt to hurt the Chosen One.Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

The thing Qube actually did was neither. Mostly because shed thought of something odd and was curious about the answer.

Chosen One, you were really worried about Once Adored and myself being in the same room, werent you? she asked the Hero.

The Chosen One looked away from the picture of regret that was the Evil Emperor and regarded his closest friend.

Yeah, he said. I didnt get any warning about it, and I didnt know what would happen if you two interacted. Speaking of which, are you feeling okay? What happened to the two of you?

If you were so worried, and needed more time, why didnt you use your [Save Scum Attack]?

There were a myriad of reasons why the Hero might have chosen not to use his most powerful spell. He could have been worried about the Evil Emperor not surrendering again, he might not have wanted Qube to re-experience the emotional scene of sparing her mortal enemy, or the curses that Once Adored had been throwing at him might have temporarily damaged his mana pool, disrupting his ability to cast.

Instead, everyone was looking at her for what to do next.

Well, whats supposed to happen next? she asked the Chosen One. Technically, theyd fulfilled all the requirements. Theyd overthrown the Evil Emperor, the King and Queen were in the dungeon but capable of being fetched out at any moment, and shed merged with her other self so Once Adored was technically slain.

The Chosen One looked at the Evil Emperor, then back at Qube. She could practically see his desire to suggest murdering the man.

I think whats supposed to happen is once weve, uh, tidied up the loose ends, the Hero said, jerking his head towards the Evil Emperor in case Qube had missed his hint, then the King and Queen show up, and probably some sort of nonsense about order versus chaos, and we get an ending.

Were not tidying up this loose end, Qube said firmly. After a beat, she added: Unless you meant something other than killing the Evil Emperor. Then we might tidy that up.

If my death is required the Evil Emperor said slowly. Qube glared at him.

No, we can find some other way to break it, the Chosen One said. He rubbed his chin in thought as he slowly started to circle the still-kneeling man. He crouched down until he was eye-level with the tyrant.

The Hero narrowed his eyes as he regarded the Evil Emperor.

Can you get naked? he asked.

There was a gurgling sound from Sexy Screamy Spider Briars direction.

What do you mean? the Evil Emperor replied.

Its pretty obvious what I mean, the Chosen One said bluntly. Im trying to figure out what counts as a defeat. We werent supposed to be able to spare you, so the narrative is freaking out over you still being here, and wont move on until the sequence of events is completed in the correct order. We need to find a way to force it to move on. Its called sequence breaking.

The narrative? the Evil Emperor put his hands up to his head and cradled it. Is that what you call this compulsion?

Yeah, the story that controls this whole thing. Thats why she doesnt blame you for everything, the Chosen One said, jerking a thumb at Qube. Cuz the Devs wrote the story and made you do those bad things, but it also means that the story wont continue until youre dead.

Then, just as you were condemned to death by the narrative, so too am I, the Evil Emperor said, looking at Qube. There is justice in that.

No, justice is the problems getting fixed, people getting healed, and it not happening again, Qube snapped. And I didnt actually die, so you dont get to die either. Stop trying to sacrifice yourself.

Honestly, he was as eager to self-sacrifice as a prophecy-approved companion!

So, given the gauntlet is important, maybe its tied to your armour? I dunno, Im just throwing out ideas. We could try rubbing against the walls and seeing if we can glitch through, the Hero offered. Or maybe we could try hitting him with a [Revive], just to see what happens?

When has rubbing against the walls ever worked? Qube asked the Hero, slightly exasperated. She remembered when hed tried rubbing her against all the walls in the village, succeeding only in getting her stuck in an invisible hole. And when hed tried rubbing against the glass in the Water Temple to insert himself into the middle of an ongoing battle between the Deep Ones and the mermaids.

Well, you know what they say: third times the charm! the Chosen One said brightly.

Qube forced herself to think. It had been a really, really long day, where a lot of things had happened. Even though the hug had been refreshing, it wasnt the same as having a proper break from the madness that enveloped her entire life at the moment.

Squiggles reached out and wrapped a comforting tentacle around Qubes ankle. The light contact jolted the Healer, and, as she stared at her pet, a plan formed.

You can try rubbing against walls if you want, Qube said graciously to the Hero. She took a step towards the Evil Emperor, a hand reaching out to him. But I have a different idea.