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sorry he's built like a ken doll, i'm not confident in my ability to draw Merulo's sorcerer staff, so to speak. 😔

Apparently, Sir Cameron Needs to Die has eaten my entire brain.

This book is so fun and has fun characters and the worldbuilding leaves SO much potential for a sequel. I need to learn more about this book's universe. I need to know more about the other societies Larnia makes contact with. I need to know the next 30 years of these men's lives!!!

I do wish the books had some chapters from Merulo's point of view. He sounded so surprised when Cameron insisted people only like him for being pretty. Merulo saw something else in him, and I don't think Cameron ever figured out what. I need to know what Merulo was thinking in that moment!!!

guys I found the secret alternate ending to Apparently, Sir Cameron Needs to Die by @pangur-and-grim

context below the cut, which contains spoilers for the whole book:

I had to get this thought out before chapter 5 came out. I, Tumblr user @thepreciousthing, hereby cast my hat into the ring for UTDR theories.

I talked about it on Reddit a few months ago. It really sticks out to me how nearly every couple in UTDR is the same species of monster. Either that's an INSANE coincidence, or there's something else going on.

This is what I said about it on Reddit:

So we know that Monster funeral rites in Deltarune are the same as the ones in Undertale, meaning there is precedent for DR Monsters having similar biology to the UT Monsters.

In Undertale, Gerson explains how aging works in Monsters:

When they have an offspring, the SOUL power of the parents flows into the child... Causing the child to grow as the parents age.

Meaning that soul power is transferable and its transfer has a physical effect on both the giver and recipient.

I'd like to put forth my theory: Monster marriage rites also involve a transfer of soul power.

Unlike the one-way transfer between parent and child, however, the betrothed couple have an equal exchange between themselves, and they end up taking on bits of each others' physical features, eventually becoming a matching couple that looks like a mix of both.

For example, Toriel and Asgore may have started out as, say... a sheep and a bison. On their wedding day, they had an exchange of SOUL Power, thus finding a happy medium between their features and turning them into goatlike creatures as a result.

This is very fresh and unedited. It is unknown how much of this, if any, will end up in the final product. But here it is anyway. ❤️

Will watched Rachel cautiously. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say he watched Python possessing Rachel's body. As far as he knew, she'd never spent this long in her Oracle state before. He'd have to look at her when all of this was finished to ensure that sulfur smoke wasn't causing any long-term damage to her lungs.

Kayla pushed to the front of the crowd. "Why would you help us?" Even from behind her, Will could hear the scowl in her voice.

"Because we have a common goal." Python smiled like he'd learned to do it from a book, curling Rachel's lips away from her teeth. "You do want to find Lester, don't you?"

"Of course we do. What's that got to do with you?"

Rachel's head tilted to the side, eyes sinister. "I don't like loose ends. I've waited millennia for my revenge. Lester won't escape just because he's chosen cowardice."

"He's not a coward," Will snapped. "Whatever he's doing right now, there's a reason." He believed it whole-heartedly, even with no word from his father.

However, Will quickly regretted his outburst when Rachel's intense gaze turned to him. He resisted the urge to shy away from Python's scrutiny.

"You'll do," Python purred with Rachel's voice before her gaze was turned back to the crowd at large. "Seeing as I'm a god now, I do hereby issue a quest. And I believe this rosy-cheeked boy has just volunteered to lead."

Will's eyes went wide as a chill slipped up his spine.

"Find Lester Papadopoulos," Python continued, "and share with me either his wherabouts, or definitive proof of his death."

Before Will could even protest, Rachel's head lolled back, and a prophecy spilled from her lips with a flood of putrid smoke.

(workshopping a prophecy below the cut. Lines/stanzas aren't in any particular order, some or all of them may not make the final cut)