Our story continues in a dark cave, seemingly empty. Untill a phone rings and a dark figure steps out of bed to answer it. This of course was Revel.
Revel: Who dis.
Deathsinger: Hi it's me.
Revel: Fuck you I'm hanging up.
Deathsinger: I'll buy you a labubu.
Revel: Really?!
Deathsinger: Hell no. Wanna go maccies?
Revel: We went yesterday.
Deathsinger: Please my favorite sister?
Revel: Just go alone, I wanna go back to slee- work.
Deathsinger: Mom said I'm not allowed to go out alone.
Revel: Not my problem. I feel bad for what happened to Mordy yesterday.
Deathsinger: I sent him an apology letter.
Revel: Really? Where did you get his number? Can you slide it to me I wanna troll him.
Deathsinger: Oooh you like him.
Revel: No just send the damn number.
Deathsinger: No I used a bird.
Revel: What.
Deathsinger: I saw it in a movie.
Revel: Where did you even send the poor bird?
Deathsinger: You're right he is kinda cute
Revel: Stop changing the topic, you only say this cuz you stole his food.
Deathsinger: the bird didn't get far yet, I can add that you have a crush on him in the letter
Revel: What?! I'll tell mom!
Deathsinger: I'll tell mom too! I knew I had to edit the letter so I didn't throw the bird too far.
Revel: YOU THREW THE BIRD? IS IT ALIVE??
Deathsinger: we're all gonna die...
Revel: Don't pull this shit now!
Revel: She hung up. She won't actually write that down right? How would it even find mordret?
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Mordret: Alright my closest assistant, have you got the info I asked for?
Harper: Yep, i compiled it into a very neat document too.
Mordret: Ask chat gpt to summarize it.
Harper: I prepared for this inevitable moment, so I can actually tell you the summary right now.
Mordret: Spit it out.
Harper: Your arch nemesis Sunless has a secret ace up his sleeve.
Mordret: Oh?
Harper: He's been collecting weavers forbidden lineage to become stronger.
Mordret: I should get one of those too then.
Harper: Nah he got a monopoly on them.
Mordret: Yeah I hate that game, maybe not.
Harper: I got allot more information that can be crucial to helping you sir.
Mordret: How do you even know all this?
Harper: I'm caught up in the novel.
Mordret: How are you paying for that?
Harper: I'm employed unlike you.
Mordret: Whatever, I'll call my next best assistant for advice.
Harper: I literally read thousands of chapters about Sunny who else would know how to take him down.
Mordret: Shhh, I'm on the phone.
The phone stopped ringing.
Mordret: Hey buddy, I need your help with something.
Ling: Yes bwoss, mom is out for her girls night and papa is on the farm so I am free for the meeting.
Mordret: Good, I found out Sunny is using a forbidden lineage and I'm kinda jealous. Got any ideas?
Ling: That I do, bwoss. Have you heard of the sacred Vwon Dweads?
Mordret: Von Dreads? As in the deceased king?
Ling: Apparently he left his dweads behind as his lineage across Hood Gods wealm. Anyone who eats one of his dweads becomes hella tuff.
Mordret: Hell yeah, you know where I can find those?
Ling: Not all of them, but wumors say a dwead or two popped up in section 8.
Mordret: Any other info I should know about?
Ling: Yeah appawently some deadbeat named LTG is alweady looking for them there. I'd be cawefull because he has top tier drip.
Mordret: You free to raid that hood? I wanna slide as early as possible especially with that LTG guy looking for them too.
Ling: Sowwy, papa is coming back soon to trauma dump on me. I can't help you out bwoss.
Mordret: All good G, predicate it. If I don't call you back by tomorrow you can take my belongings.
Ling: Including the hellcat?
Mordret: Nah that ones gonna be parked next to my grave.
Ling: I respect that, I'm taking yo ps5 tho no doubt.
Mordret: I'm not dying tho trust.
Ling: I'ma take you ps5, yo name, yo supercell account and yo bitch if you die.
Mordret: Supercell account is already taken by Harper, sorry twin.
Ling: Ight, peace.
Ling hung up on Mordret.
Mordret: Well Harpy, ain't it time to go?
Harper: Are you sure you want to go to that death zo-
Something hit Harpers head.
Harper: OW!
Mordret: Is that a bird bro-
Harper: What the fuck man! Why did fly into me!
Mordret: It didn't look like it flew over here tho.
Harper: I- I'm taking a smoke break.
Harper left the area.
Mordret: Shii does it have a paper attached to its foot?
Mordret picked up the bird, grabbed the rolled up paper and threw the bird back to the ground.
Mordret: It's a letter? Who the fuck sends those with birds. Lemme just read it: "Dear Mordie" What the fuck they can't even spell, and this handwriting sucks! "Sorry for your nuggies, I really like dainos too. Can we be friends again? I am Hel btw." Who the fuck is Hel, and what the fuck are danios! Is this a fucking prank?
Mordy looked around in confusion before staring back at the paper.
Mordret: Shiii I'm not finished reading yet: "Also Revel said she likes you" Revel?! The princess?! I'm def getting catfished, fuck this bro. Kobe!
Mordret crumbled the paper into a ball and threw it with an excellent arc at Harpers head.
Harper: From afar Ow!
And so, Mordret takes a long detour to arrive in Hood Gods realm, the Hood. While he initially confused section 80 with section 8, he did eventually find his way to section 8 even though it is very distinct. He was quite fond of the people in section 80, especially of some short black guy yapping about chapter 6. Mordret was confused why some random would know what chapter this is, but he just moved on without angering the short guy.
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Jet: Hey I'm Jet and I understood this reference, that's all my screen time for today, so farewell.
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There he stood, at what looked like a run down street in cali, filled with hoodlums. It looked like Snowfall was filmed here without the cameras, and kids watched Doggyland instead of real kid shows. The street wasn't quite empty, there were people and monsters walking around, but no real violence was going on which was surprising to say the least. The interactions there were no less interesting either, which is why Mordret was standing still looking around him.
Big ass 3 eyes fish with legs: What's good lil J.
The fish dapped up a tall muscular man
Man: What's good homie, you got your child support payment in order yet?
Fish: You know my baby momma tripping HARD, I can't keep that shit up.
Somewhere else
Little man with a surprisingly deep voice: Can I hold a dolla lil bro?
Big ass bear with trembling voice: S-sure.
Somewhere else
Humanoid wooden nc: Can a brother borrow a fry?
Noctis: Now how is a brother gonna borrow a fry? Brother you gon give it back?
That is only a few interactions Mordret got to see firsthand, really unfortunate that Jet wasn't here to tell us about the references. Anyways, Mordret finally decided to walk towards the real section 8, the heart of the realm, where the actual hoodlums and monsters resided. And as he walked closer towards a particular alleyway, more and more eyes stared at him. Some human and some not.
Mordret: Shiii this looks like where I'm supposed to go, creepy ass alleyway.
Before Mordret could enter it though, an old black man with gray messy hair and a beard stopped him. He wore a brown baret.
Old man: You better stop right there young blood. You know where you headed to?
He had a heavy and strong voice, radiating confidence and experience.
Mordret: The heart of the realm right?
Old man: Might as well be the shadow realm, you finna die there nephew. Go back and life your life outside this hood.
Mordret: Don't tell me what to do old timer.
Old man: You young bloods and you're stupid dreams, me and you both know your father will be weeping once you enter that zone.
Mordret: What if I want my pops to cry? Some of us don't got nun to lose you know. Not all of use are blessed grandpa.
Old man: Deep sigh It's not about what you lose, its about what you can gain if you don't throw your life away! What the hell is section 8 gonna give you if you survive? Child support and hella debt? Is that how you want to live, like a thug stealing money from a subway!
Mordret: I'm just gonna claim what's mine-
Old man: And the devil gon claim your soul! I've seen too many younguns go there just to lose their damn life over some galaxy gas! Just because you got a clean fade don't mean you can handle this place, this ain't yo hood and you don't want it to be.
Mordrets expresión changed into a pained, sad one. One full of buried emotions.
Mordret: Well I ain't got no hood, no house or a place called home. I was abandon by the gods themselves! So if I want to throw my life away in hell then I will do that, and I won't regret a god damn thing!
Old man: If this is how you want it to be son. Then go, go ahead and die in that degenerate place! You- Damn it, never mind.
Mordrets face stopped trembling.
Mordret: Then so be it.
And so, Mordret finally entered the heart of this realm, after that weirdly emotional conversation with a stranger. It felt like the end of a 1 season drama tv. But we can finally continue our story now.
Mordret: Von, your dreads are mine and I'll make sure of it today.
As Mordret walked through the alleyway, he entered a street similar but strangely darker and more run down, except there were no people and only 1 house stood. It was obvious where Mordret had to go. So he walked towards the house in the strange darkness, he noticed a flickering lantern near the house.
Unknown voice: You there! Stop right there.
A figure was appeared from the behind the lantern. He was wearing a hate stolen right off Indiana jones' head, a t-shirt alternating between red and green stripes, and he had 1 leather glove with claws on his hands. An awkwardly placed tattoo on his arm stood out as well. He was clearly aura farming.
Mordret: This must be him, the nightmare on section 8! Who dares stop me?
Mordret attempted to sound confident but his voice trembled.
LTG: Do you not see the fit, you rat?
Mordret: S-silence yourself before the Prince of Nothing, true heir of Vons dreads!
LTG paused before answering.
LTG: Your mom.
Mordret felt a shockwave run across his body, he fell backwards and rolled a few meter before being able to stand up again.
Mordret: Damn it! He's incredibly powerful... Even I have heard the rumours. LTG... Before I ultimately end you, why do you seek Vons dreads.
LTG: You see, I used to have a daughter. Let me tell you the story of how I lost her-
Mordret: Shut up man I can't handle a flashback right now. We all know you lost your daughter in a divorce because you're a deadbeat. But how does that come back to you wanting Vons dreads?
LTG smirked
LTG: I was ordered to pay 1 stack a month of child support for my daughter, and you know streamer income can't handle that even with section 8 housing.
Mordret: So you think taking my heritage is the answer? Stealing what belongs to me only?
LTG: And what the hell makes Vons dreads belong to you huh? You're a random white boy with no background. Do all 50 dreads belong to you huh? even the dyed ones?!
Mordret: So what if I'm not black, I was still raised like a rat, eating cheese of the moon. Because that's all I got fed...
LTG: And what about the 43 dreads Tayvion Cole collected huh?! Are you gonna steal from a dead mans grave! After all he's sacrificed for this world, using the dreads to bring peace even at his death...
Mordret: Tayvion has nothing to do with this! Don't bring his name up you dirty deadbeat father! What do you know about young and talented children, like your 10 year old daughter you left behind!
LTG: That's why I need the dread! I need to sell it to pay my baby girls child support. I miss her...
Mordret: It's too late to miss her, you fucking rat.
With that Mordret dissapeared from sight only to escape from one of LTG's claw reflections. LTG was too slow to react so Mordret got a good flying kick in as he exited the reflection.
LTG: Damn! My teeth!
LTG tried to grab his face with his hand but he stabbed his cheek with his own claws.
LTG: Fuck!!
LTG quickly swiped at Mordret with his bloody claws, but Mordret evaded with a quick backstop.
Mordret: Guh!
Mordret escaped back into the reflection, and appeared from the same claws again, but this time he tried to take LTG glove while exiting. Sadly, LTG held tight, so Mordret had to use extra force and his leverage to unglove LTG resulting his hand being cut by him gripping the glove. Though eventually he succeeded and he threw the glove into the air and disappeared into the reflections.
LTG: Hes gonna re-apear from the glove when it lands, I'll kick it when the glove gets near the ground!
But unfortunately for LTG, Mordret had tricked him. Instead of the glove, he reapeared from a reflection of a puddle behind LTG instead, and he went in for a choke.
Mordret: Die bitch!
LTG choked and tried his best to resist, but eventually he fell down and stopped struggling. Mordret had succeeded. But there was one more line LTG had to utter.
LTG: In the beginning... I tried... I really did
Mordret: Your nightmare is over, Nightmare on section 8.
And with that, Mordret walked away and entered the house.
Mordret: Fuck, this fight took allot out of me. I just need to find the dread now.
Mordret searched for quite a bit, until he found a very suspicious looking box, with a lock on it. He would have to find the key to it to open the bo- Oh never mind he smashed it open like a brute. The box opened with ease but what he found inside was, disturbing to say the least.
Mordret: What the fuck, where's the dread, there's only 7 orange balls in here!
Mordret took the 7 balls anyways, and continued searching. But he found nothing else in the house.
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A tablet shook in the middle of the night, and a kid went to pick it up.
Ling: yawn What is it bwoss?
Mordret: What the fuck man! I found 7 balls but no dreads! Did you lie to me?
Ling: What?! Of course I didn't lie to you. But maybe my sources lied to me instead.
Mordret: Who the hell is your source anyways!
Ling: Some guy named Shadow told me about this during recess, he was a creepy old man that disappeared after telling me...
Mordret: Damn it! Never trust the Gods!
Mordret hung up.
Mordret: Fuck! What the hell am I gonna do with these balls now! The dreads...
Harper: If I'm correct, the balls aren't useless either, they look like the rumoured dragon balls... I believe you can summon Shenron with them and he will grant you 3 wishes...
Mordret: I can summon him to here! Wow this might be amazing! I'll go claim my wishes right now.
Mordret Took out the 7 balls and infused them with a bit of essence, and then something magical appeared.
Mordret: Is, is this a letter! Where is the legendary dragon!? Let's read it: "Wassup, you found the 7 balls cong my G. I'm kinda sick rn so im working from home, you mind coming to [location] for your wishes instead? Thanks for your patience on some lowk shit".
Harper: Well, are you gonna go?
Mordret: Of course I'm going!
Mordret stood up and ran off.
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Mordret arrived at the location, and he saw a geeked out green dragon, definitely the one that would grant his wish... Except that he had to wait in line because 3 other people were also there.
Man first in line: Alright Shenron, my first wish: Lower vegeta's testosterone by 25%.
Shenron: Petty as always princess piccolo.
Piccolo: My second wish: Red Octobers.
Shenron: Dammmmnn okay.
Piccolo: My third and final wish: The location of the arch of the covenant.
Shenron: I don't even know where that is.
The next person in line walked up to.
2nd person in line: I am quantum Cookies, the inventor of-
Shenron: What's your wish.
QuantumCookies: Only 1 wish!? Why did he get 3.
Shenron: Cuz he my homeboy, now tell me your wish boy.
QuantumCookies: Well, I wish for the song sisters to fall in love with me!
Shenron: Nah fineshit is worth 4 wishes. Can't do that-
QuantumCookies: Kill me.
Shenron: Daaaammmn you down bad.
The 2nd man disappeared, leaving 1 person infront of Mordret.
3rd person in line: My name is Dreamy Uzumaki, and I will be the next hokage! My aspect allows to me control the ess-
Shenron: Shut the hell up and state your wish.
Dreamy: My flaw is that I can't-
Shenron: No more wishes.
The 3rd person disappeared and Mordret was finally infront of Shenron.
Shenron: State your wish 1 and only wish.
Mordret: I wish for my dad's balls to shrink by 75%
Shenron: Daaammn you a hater for real, one more wish left.
Mordret: I wish both of us had a baddie like Aether.
Shenron: You know Aether is a man right? One more wish left.
Mordret: Game is game. For my last wish I wish that Frank Ocean would finally drop.
Shenron: That's beyond my powers gng.
Mordret: Then I wish for all 50 of Vons dreads.
Shenron: I gotchu fam.
With that Mordret was transported back home with a new haircut, one emanating pure menace and malice.
Harper: You're back with the dreads! Now that you're all powerful, what will you do?
Mordret: I'm going to start streaming to become a pro now. I can finally achieve my dreams like Kai Cenat.
Harper: What-
And that's the end of todays chapter kids, the moral of the story, Red Octobers are pretty fucking sick. Make sure you don't end up a deadbeat, and till next time.