RULE OF KINGS COURT

“Hello ! Before I begin I want to leave a note from the author #me. My name is goober and this fanfic is a alternate ending to the web series “Searching for a World that Doesn’t Exist” this features, what would happen if d3rlord3 stayed with Hastur and became his knight, rebuilt the old kingdom, and planned to do very EVIL EVIL THINGS. (No spoilers) now it’s up to Avery to adventure and save humanity from their evil clasps.”

Avery pov:

Everyday, the same. The truth to life’s oldest riddles never solved and left jumbled bunches of letters. My name is Avery, full name. AveryTheMayo. It’s comical and dumb I understand, so that’s why I go by Avery instead.

“it came from over here, I’m pretty certain of it”

Avery said with venom in his voice, the type of venom that poisons the people who breathe around it. Avery grabs the mouse who chew through his rations of bread and he squeezes it slightly.

“damn thing, fucking… messing with my shit..”

He’s obviously peeved. He’s been busier than a short tail cow in fly season. All Avery could do to keep him occupied was the crossword puzzles his mother left packed in his backpack. They used to do them together all the time.

Avery kissed the boom thinking of his mother. He look up to tears starting up in his eyes, he regrets his decision of following the letter and map he was sent. He missed helping people skate, he missed his family, he misses life back in his home town.

“I should’ve never went through with this stupid plan.”

for context, Avery had been sent on a mission by a message he received in the mail. He would’ve took a cab but it was not on the road. He drove half the way and is currently walking the rest of the way, he can’t read his compass properly nor can he read coordinates.

But he is damn good at fighting in case he has to do so. Approximately forty two minutes later he set up his tent on an empty patch of grass land. He slept soundly in the night, stars twinkling like acne of the night sky. He slept and slept.. and slept..

4:10 AM..

Avery yawns as he sits up in his makeshift bed. He adjusts his goggles and gets ready for the rest of his way. It didn’t take long for him to stumble upon a cave entrance.

“seems like the place”

he enters cautiously..

D3rLord3 pov:

“my lord, I’ve returned with news from the grand council of spy’s.. my lord.. my lord.. my… lord..”

Derek talks to himself as if he was a crazy person, in reality, he’s getting ready to have a meeting with Hastur. The grand golden doors open before him. His kings quiver behind him. He lets out a sigh and a deep breath before entering cautiously.

“my knight.. how may thyself assist you.. thy must warn I’m very busy at he moment so make what thy must say snappy..”

Derek gulps, a lump in his throat as he walks forward, he’s afraid of him even if he knows he doesn’t have to be.

“my lord.. my king, my.. everything..”

he stats to trail off.. Hastur stiffens at those words before relaxing.. a tentacle reaches and pulls D3rlord3 closer and before letting go runs up his chin..

“Your already interesting one quite like me. Go on.”

Derek knows he made a mistake in his words. Something he can’t take back. He’ll have to live with it though and move on.

“the spy’s say that the person.. Avery.. is approaching the entrance to our cave..”

Hastur sits up..

“I see.. tell the guards to get ready for a warm welcome shall we !”

Derek takes a deep breathe before looking at him seriously

”your sure this is a good idea.. it will take a idiot like him a while to make it here after all..”

Hester grips his chair..

“You speak foul mouth..”

Derek pauses than straightens himself..

“I-I understand my lord..”

Hastur wraps a tentacle around him.. it slides down to his armored pants..

“Not here.. please..”

Hastur retracts his tentacle

“understood.. your not comfortable with me checking your scars right now aren’t you..”