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It's just a normal day. A day like any other. I’m lying down in bed trying to catch the little bit of sleep that remains. I open my eyes to see… two people kissing…upside down. Ok, ok, ok let me explain. What's actually in front of me is the tarot card “The Lovers” reversed. This means two things for me.
1) there's going to be conflict (physical, emotional, business, etc)
2) people are going to ignore me all day.
That's just how my power works. Every day when I wake a random tarot card appears and warns me about the day ahead. Depending on the position of the card depends on what power it gives me. The Lovers card either makes people always watch me or ignore me. I can also draw up to three more times per day to gain another power for one hour or till I draw another card. Welp no time to think of that, got too much stuff to do. So I get up, get ready, and head down the stairs to my cafe “Leave it to Fate”. I give it a quick clean then head back to start preparing the goods for today. It was around 6:15 when I heard the front door open and yell out “You’re late again friend. If you keep this up the boss might fire you.”

“Oh, really?” I hear back. “That won't happen. The boss and I are really close. We hang out on our days off, even. First name and everything.”

After a bit, we both laugh and I say “Just get over here and help before I acutely fire you.”

“Whatever you say Tommy.” was the last thing Ranboo said before getting the front ready. A nice steady flow of customers comes and goes when Dream walks in. The number one hero for the last 5 years. Wearing his black running pants, neon green hoodie, and white porcelain mask, but don't let that fool you they are made with Netherite woven into the fabric. Most people would scream and ask for an autograph. I though well I…

“Did you just throw a spray bottle at me?” Dream yells.

“Yes, yes I did. Did you forget that you still owe me from when you broke my window last week?” is all I say.

He quietly replies “I said I was sorry for that, and the hero tower is just finalizing it now. You should hear from them in a few days.” Well, at least he's getting it done.
“Fine, just get your order in already, you're holding up the line.”

The rest of the day is pretty boring, but hey, that's just how the reversed Lovers card is… wait no there's supposed to be conflict today. That thing with Dream wasn’t big enough to count, was it? So now I'm alone during closing with conflict coming my way. Oh dear any gods and goddesses that can hear me please let my little fight with Dream be the conflict that today had and that's it.

Not even three seconds after that the first and third most-wanted villain comes walking in. The Blood God and Siren walking side by side and they’re arguing… great.

“The only reason you wanted to come here was because it has a theme on fate. You Greek romanticizing fanboys wanna be.” Siren said, and boy must he be sleep deprived cause that was not one of his best. He was wearing his usual brown trench coat, black combat boots, and a blue fabric wrapped around his eyes. How he sees I don't know.
“Not true. I also heard that they’re good.” Blood God said with no emotion in his voice. Now he had this classic red cape, crown, and boar skull mask. Now you may be thinking ‘oh no a villain walked in better call the heroes and hope they don't kill me’ welp… not me.

“Welcome, do you know what you want today, or shall we leave it to fate?” I jester to the tarot deck I have on the counter.
“Just a black coffee for me. I’m not buying any of that fate crap” Siren, the skeptical he is, says. “I’ll let fate pick.” Blood God says. Now I thought it would be the other way around, but I’m not surprised either way. I grab my deck and shuffle it and the first card that pops out is ‘The Emperor’ reversed. Could have guessed.
“The Revolution, that's a good choice.” I get to work making their order. A disgusting black coffee and white coffee and Cacao Nibs with dark chocolate, nutmeg, grinder cinnamon, and the teeny tiniest pinch of cayenne.
(Look I don't know about making coffee, but I looked this up, and not only do a lot of these help with blood pressure and are healthy for you but, also said to taste good too. If you have any ideas to make this drink better or ideas for future drinks please let me know. I will add and change them. Thank you)

They take their drinks and go to sit down. After paying of course. Not before some new big shot hero slammed the door open yelling in the idiot way only heroes can
“Robbing a cafe now? How the mighty have fallen. Just release the hostage and come with me quietly and no one gets hurt.” This is what the card was warning me about. I see well this is an easy fix.
“First off, I'm not a hostage. Secondly, I do not tolerate fighting of any kind in or around my cafe. Thirdly just this morning Blaze, Jester, and Timewalker were eating and talking at the same table. So I'm going to say this once and only once. THERE WILL BE NO FIGHTING IN MY CAFE. Am I clear?” I say before any fighting starts and thrashes my cafe… again. If my power mingles with the last lines… no it didn’t.

Good news and bad news. The good news is The Blood God listened and is now just standing there watching. The bad news is Siren and this wanna-be did not, and are now breaking four tables. So I may have had to draw another card. “The Empress” right side up giving me power over plants. So I may have made the lavender flowers' natural property of helping people sleep a lot stronger. Now three people are sleeping in my…

Tommy: ...
Blood God: …
Tommy: …
Blood God: …

Correction: two people sleeping in my cafe, and the Blood God.
“Must have been a busy day for them. They tired themselves out.” With that said the Blood God picked up Siren and left. Thus leaving me with the sleeping hero.
“Great, now I have to call Dream to pick up this bitch.” That's how I ended my night with Dream apologizing for the idiot and promising it won't happen again, and my powers are still a secret.

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I woke up with a yawn… I think. I didn't hear anything. When I open my eyes I know why. “The Emperor” reversed floating in front of my face, meaning that for the whole day I'm stuck being silenced. Great, thank god I learned sign language a long time ago for this very reason. God, that was an awful day when I first drew this card. So I get up, get ready, and put a mask on. All without ever making a single sound. That is the only good part of this card first thing in the morning. No matter what, I can not make a single sound. It does mean however that something bad is most likely going to happen. Somebody with an ‘I’m the most powerful being’ complex… or worst, someone with unstoppable power.

I walk into the shop and get ready after a few minutes I hear. “Tommy, are you here? I don't hear you but the front was unlocked.” Ranboo asked.

“Dude, no boss means we can slack off a bit and not get in trouble.” and that would be Purple. A newer hirer. If he keeps this up not for long.

“No, he's always here. Even when he's sick he comes in to open and make sure everything is good then goes home.” Ranboo the ever-wise one said. So I go out to the front and start singing to Ranboo ‘Hey Ran no voice today but I’m good, I promise.’ and he's giving me that look again. ‘Really I'm fine. My throat is just a bit sore.’ Ranboo with that judging look said, “If you say so, boss.”

Purple confused as ever says “Wait you got that? Am I going to have to learn sign language too?” All Ranboo said was

“Not if you don’t want to.” That was how the day went. Quiet, peaceful, and good… then night came.

It was night shift which is just me again when who walks in but the Angel of Death himself. With his giant midnight black wings, a black veil covering his face, and the rest of his clothing are green. Ok, so this can go one of two ways.
1) I heard this place was good. Can I have a drink?
Or 2) so you did something to Siren now I got to do something to you.
God, I hope it's one, but I’m going to have my deck ready just in case. I hold up a sign that says ‘Welcome, do you know what you want today, or shall we leave it to fate?’ and a sign that says ‘sorry I lost my voice.'

To which he smiles, and says “To start, I believe I will let fate decide.” To start? Is he going with 1 and 2, Fuck me. I grab my deck and shuffle it and the first card that pops out is ‘Death’ reversed. I show him the card and then the picture of the death by chocolate drink. He still just smiles at me the whole time I make my drink. I make a mocha coffee with extra cocoa powder, chocolate syrup, melted chocolate, chocolate whipped cream, and chocolate sprinkles and chips. I handed it to him. He pays and just stands there not drinking or anything.

After a bit, I held up a sign that said ‘Is there something else I can help you with.’

He just smiled and said “Oh I know sign language if that helps, and I did have something else I’d like to talk about.” my smile fell right then and there. ‘Was there something wrong with your service, now or before?’ I asked.

“Oh no, I actually wanted to apologize for the damage that Siren did the other day,” he answered.

That actually shocked me.  ‘It’s ok. It wasn’t your fault so don’t worry about it. it's not like the fight lasted long.’ That was my first mistake.

“About that, I was told that they randomly fell asleep and that you and Blood God were the only ones still awake. The Blood God makes sense, he has many residences. You however weren't even surprised till you looked at Blood God and saw him awake. Meaning that you know about it and weren't affected by it at all. The only logical conclusion is that you did it. Now Siren may have been tired but he still has his own residences too, and yet he went out almost incessantly. What I’m saying is I want you on my team.”  he requested.

Now I’m even more shocked. ‘I am deeply sorry sir but I don't have any powers. And I’m about to close up shop for the day so I'm going to have to ask you to leave.’

I know he did not buy it but he left anyway with an, “I’ll see you another time.” God fucking damn it… why do the gods hate me so much?

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This morning is what matters the most. I don't even need to wake myself fully up, I just need to open my eyes… just open them and see what card I got… on the count of three: One, Two, Three… Ok, now I'm disappointed in myself. JUST OPEN YOUR EYES STUPID. About half an hour later is when I finally opened my eyes to see “The Tower” reversed card floating in front of my face. Ok, Ok that's good, I think. So I either averted the disaster yesterday or just delayed it. I’ma just route for avoiding the truth and not embracing transition. I like my life the way it is now. But hey fortification powers aren't bad at all. With that done I get up and start my hopefully good (most likely bad) day.

I get to the shop and the first thing I do is fortified everything; the windows, the walls, the ceiling, the floor, the tables, and the stove. Nuthin’ is breaking today motherfuckers… Nuthin’ but my will to live. Why do you say that you might ask because fucking Dream walks through the door with his ‘I’m not here for fun or my own choice’ walk. 
“Oh no, what are they making you do today?” I ask hoping it’s not what I know it is. 
“The hero trainee finished telling the higher-ups about what happened here. So now I am here to recruit you to the hero course, before a villain can ‘use the powerful asset’ I mean kidnap, hurt, and brainwash them.” Dream said with so much annoyance in his voice. He may or may not have heard someone else say words like that to me before. So he may or may not know what I am going to say. 
“I am deeply sorry Dream, but I don't have any powers. The hero must have been too distracted and tired to see what actually happened. If I had powers I’d do anything to be a hero, but again sadly I do not.” I reply like I always do. 
“I’m sorry Tommy but I have to bring you in for the placement test. There they will test if you have powers and what they can do. I wish there was something I could do.” Dream says and even though he wears a mask I know he was upset. 
“It’s ok let's get this over with,” I say hoping that the fates will help me. 

We get to the hero tower and draw a card hoping it will help me for the next hour. “The Fool” reversed, Oh how the fates love him at times. Guess the tower was pointed to advertise disaster. Now for the next hour, I am completely powerless. Don't even have my fordification powers like with the other cards. We go inside and Dream gives me one last “I’m sorry kid,” before leaving. He knows that I just want a quiet life. They take me to a medical wing and sit me in a chair to wait for the doctor to come to take my blood. After a bit came the hero Medic came in and drew my blood. Normally he wears just white clothes with a red cross and other medical imagery, but right now it's just a real doctor in a hospital getup. 
“This will help us get a better understanding of what your power is. We just have to send it to the lab to get it tested.” He put the veils into a shoot and sent it down. “While we do that let's get the checkup out of the way shall we?” after a bit he said “Alright, you're all good. A bit tall for your age but that's all.” A ding sound can be heard coming from the shoot. In it is a clipboard. “Oh, your results are done already? That was quite fast. Let's see here… that's weird… it says that you have no powers… not even a hybrid… are you sure you want to be a hero? It's really dangerous even to those with strong powers.” Medic says quite concord. 
“Oh no, I don't want to be a hero. One of your trainees thought I used a strong power on them so I'm forced to be here to prove I don’t have powers.” I reply happily knowing I’ll soon be going home. 
“Well, it has been factly proven. Sorry for the inconvenience.” Medic said. With that, I left only 15 minutes left to spare. 

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I walk back to my shop to greet a very confused Ranboo. “What happened to you? When I got here the shop was closed and you were nowhere to be seen.” so I told him that the heroes didn't believe that I had no power and experimented on me. “So they ran tests??? That's not experimenting, Tommy. Don’t be a baby.” Ranboob is so dumb and mean sometimes. He just doesn't understand how to my greatness. Using my body for tests is an experiment. My rights as the second only man ever were taken from me for those long long LONG 10 hours (45 minutes). After a bit of me being right and Ranboo being dumb, we got back to work like normal. Around mid-day, I went upstairs to rest up before my night shift. I really should hire someone to work at night so it's not just me.
No, there are too many villains, vigilantes, and heroes at night. Ugggg opening and closing is so much work. Maybe I should just hire someone to help Ran in the morning then… Next mission; find someone to help open. For now, it's just going to be another quiet and boring night… right? Wrong oh so wrong.

“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME YOU LITTLE GREMLIN OF A CHILD” Siren started yelling before he even opened the door. “If I remember correctly, I gave you a black coffee,” I answer back. This however only made Siren madder but made Blood God chuckle. So I count it as a win. 
“No one minute I’m prepared to fight this dumb little hero the next I wake up at home. Only to hear that the hero also passed out, but you and Blood God were fine? Now Blood God yes, but you and not the hero. Meaning that it wasn't the hero's power if he was affected by it. So it had to be your power sense you weren’t.” Siren said all smugly. 
“Well, that logically makes sense. There is only one problem with that theory.” I say getting my own smug face ready. 
“Oh, and what's that then?” Siren says still smug thinking he will still somehow win this. 
“The hero tower just ran their own test because of that same theory, and the test came back that I am in fact powerless. Don’t believe me, go look at them yourselves. You can do that right?” and with that Sirens' face falls. 
“I’ll have a black coffee to go,” that got even more of a laugh from Blood God. I made them their coffee and that was it. Nothing else happened. They went home, the shift ended and I went to bed. At least I tried to. When I hear a tap tap tapping at my window. It’s fucking Angle just flying there. So I do the only reasonable thing to do when you see the number 2 most wanted villain. I yell “The cafe is closed and I was told not to feed the dumb wild animals. It's said to make them even dumber and no longer able to survive. And you obviously don't need help with that if you're here.” I waited a bit and he still didn’t leave so I opened my window just a bit so he couldn’t get in but I could still hear him. 
“You know it's rude to not let your guest in to talk.” That's strike one. 
“It's rude to show up unannounced.” I shot back. “Touche just wanted to see if you thought more of my offer the other day.” Strike two. 
“As I said then I don’t have powers, ask your team, nor do I want to join.” I thought that would be enough but no. 
“Come on now, that's an obvious lie and I’m doing this nicely.”
Oh, and “That’s strike three,” I say as I slam the window and walk away. Hand grabbing my cards and drawing one just in case “Wheel of Fortune” reversed. Bad luck for all, bad luck for Angel. Lucky it doesn't seem like I had to as I hear his wings flap as he flies away. Now I can really go to bed this time, and I'm definitely hiring someone to help in the morning. When Tommy woke up the next day and saw that Angle got hurt in a 3 v 1 fight he may have or may not have laughed.

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I wake up on the first thing I see is “ The Magician ” reversed meaning that I have the power of illusions. It's warning me that today is going to be all over the place, I’m going to be lied to, or both. Welp that doesn’t bode well for me no matter the outcome. Still just like every day I get up and get ready for work. Opening the cafe was the same as any other day until we heard “Hello is anyone here.” I guess we forgot to lock the door. 

“I’ll be with you soon,” I said to the front. After I finish what we’re doing I walk to the front of the cafe and see a fox hybrid standing there. “Hello there how may I help you?” I ask them. “Well I don’t know where I heard this but I heard you were hiring. Is that true?” now you may be thinking ‘but Tommy you never told anyone you were hiring so wow does he know?’ well the answer my little friends is simple. Fate. Fate always gives me what I need when I need it. The same thing happened when Ranboo and Purple got the job. So they're going to be hired I just need to put their info into the computer.

“Well yes, we are actually. Come with me to my office and we can start the interview.” I brought him to the back room and sat him down as I turned on my computer. 

“Ok please tell me your name and pronoun please.” The first question and the only one that matters. 

“I’m Fundy and he/they,” he answered and the interview went on like that. I’d ask pointless questions and they’d answer them. 

“Ok, then all I need is a way to contact you with the results.” with that I got his number and they were on their way. Now all I have to do is wait till at last the end of the day to call and tell them that he has the job.

Alright, I’m about halfway into the night shift and decided that now is as good a time as ever to give Fundy a call. I pick up my phone and dial his number, but none other than Siren comes in while it rings. 

“I’ll be right with you,” I say right when he answered the call. “Hello this is Tommy from Fate Cafe can I speak to Fundy please.” when I said their name I just barely saw Siren tense up. 

“That's me hello.” I could tell he sound a bit nervous. 

“Oh good hello Fundy. I’m just calling to say if you are still interested in the job opening it’s yours. If so when is the soonest you can start working?” 

It was quiet on the other end for a bit then almost as if he remembered that I was waiting on an answer they said, “Oh yes I’d love to and I can work as soon as tomorrow.” He must need this just as much as I did. 

“Tomorrow please come by around noon to get your uniform and some training in.” with that I hung up and then turned back to Siren to take his order but he wasn’t there. That's how the night went everything was fine and that's what scared me. My tarot card reading has never been wrong before but nothing happened today that I can think of that would fit its warning. I would be an idiot to think this was the first time nothing went wrong or that I prevented what could have possibly been wrong. So I went to my room and did my best to try to figure it out. My day was normal for the most part. It was a bit busy so we were all over the place but I’d hardly say that was what it meant with scatted or distracted. So does that mean I was tricked or something of that means? If so by who? I do the best thing I can and take out my deck. 

“Is this something I should be worrying about?” I ask the deck and get “The Moon” reversed. Welp, I’m fucked absolutely fucked. The Moon reversed means the following: Fear, Confusion, Self-Deception, Anxiety, and Misunderstandings. Now when you get this to the question of do I need to worry then the answer is… YES . Whatever happened today is something that is going to try to ruin my life. But like I said it is going to try to cause it will fail. Just as all the others before it have. I will live my life the way I want to for fate has given me the ability to do so. 

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I woke up and saw “The Hermit” reversed and that means… I don’t know. Why is there a card floating in front of me? Did I draw it? How is it floating? Ok, relax just ask someone I'm sure someone can help. So I get up and ask the only people I know that can help. “Mom, Dad you guys home.” I enter their room but their not there. There's dust everywhere too but why? I see on their desk is a book with a sticky note on it. They must have left and put that there to help me. I can’t remember much right now but I do know one thing. Its just been the three of us against the world for so long. They homeschooled me and told me that I need to be careful of my powers. They're all that I have. I know they’d never leave me like that. Even though they aren’t my real parents there all I knew so to me they are. I don’t remember what happened to my real parents. That doesn’t matter right now. What does matter is the note my parents left. I pick the book open and read the note. ‘The Hermit cards… sorry to hear that. This book will help. -Tommy.’ so I wrote this note? Why would I write this note and put it in my parents' room? I open the book and read it. There was a lot in it so here's the short version.

1. “The Hermit” reversed when drawn first thing in the morning makes me forgetful.
2. “The Hermit” reversed means that I need to be careful of who I talk to and be with. Isolation and disconnected and all that.
3. My parents are dead. Yeah, that made me cry for a bit and judging by the wet marks, not for the first time.
4. DON’T TELL ANYONE ABOUT YOUR POWERS
5. Last but surely not less my birth parents were most likely killed to try to get me. That has never been confirmed. It also says not to go looking. Meaning that I could probably figure it out but shouldn’t.

Well, it takes me a while but I eventually make my way downstairs to the cafe. When I get inside I hear a noise but the only ones that should be able to get in are me and my… just me. “Hello who there,” I ask.

“It's just me and Purple, Tommy,” they said. I look around the corner and see two teens around my age in the backroom of my cafe.

“And you are who?” I asked the strange person who somehow knew my name. Did I give it to him? Why would I give it to him? Should I use my cards power? What is my cards power? Should I draw another card? 

“Oh wait I know what's happening. Tommy, it’s me Ranboo. I’m a friend of yours. We met a week or so after your parents died. I needed a job and you knew you couldn’t run this place by yourself so you gave me a job. You told me about your rare medical condition that makes you forget things every now and then. You said that it should be on page 20 in your book I think.” Ranboo said slowly and carefully like he’s done this before. If what he said is true then he probably did. So after a bit where I forgot about the book so he had to tell me about it, I checked his story. Page 20 of the book told me all that and a little more as well. It said that if I need anything I should ask Ranboo as he knows just about everything oh, and DON’T TELL HIM ABOUT YOUR POWERS.

“Oh, thank you ummmmm Ranboo. Sorry to be an inconvenience but I hope you’ll help me out today.” I ask him in hopes that he will so I don’t mess up too badly.

“WAIT, did Tommy just say thank you, sorry, and ask for help? What the fuck.” The other dude said. I think his name is Purple. I guess I don’t do that but it just seemed so natural. 

“Dude shut up. Don’t worry Tommy I’m here for you when you need me.” Ranboo said. I’m glad I found, befriended, and hired him. They helped me get a feeling for the cafe again and we started taking orders. “Hello welcome to fates cafe how may I help you?”

“Hey, I can leave this to fate?” the customer said. 

I’m not quite sure what that means but Ranboo started to shuffle a tarot deck and pulled out a random card and started their order. So that's what it means, got it. We kept that up a bit till around noon when a fox hybrid walked in. “Hello welcome to fates cafe how can I help you?” I ask them but they just look at me confused. 

“Ummm it's me Fundy. I’m here for training.” they looked at me. After a bit, they saw that I had no clue so they followed it up with, “As we talked about yesterday on the phone.”

“Oh sorry give me a sec,” I said then went back to try to find Ranboo. He was on his break so I’d feel bad asking so I’ll just go out front and face this myself.

“Don’t even try to leave without telling me what's wrong,” Ranboo said. So I turned around and told him about Fundy. “Oh yeah him. Don’t worry I got this.” He got up and headed out front to talk to the new guy. Fundy was actually a nice person and a fast learner. There weren’t really that many problems. Time passed and it's now the closing shift with just me and Fundy. Ranboo told him about my condition so we should be fine. 

“I'll do my best to be helpful to you during this time and I’ll try not to mess up,” Fundy said, and what just seems like an obvious thing. Still, he at less lives up to that helping just about everyone that is till this person in a brown trench coat and a blue cloth over his eyes walks in. Behind him is a man in green with a black veil and a man in royal-like attire except for the boar skull on his head. “Sorry, Tommy I can't take this order. I’ll be in the back if you need me.” with that he ran in the back. 

Well, that's fine I got this. “Welcome to fate cafe how may I help you?” I said but they just stared at me. “Is there something on my face?” I ask.

“No you just usually say something when we come in that's all.” the trench coat guy says.

“Oh, do I know you guys?” I ask them. “Sorry but I have this rare condition that makes me very forgetful every now and again.”

Trench coat guy started to say “What do you think I’d fall fo-”

“Siren stop, we aren’t here for a fight. Well just get our coffees and come back tomorrow.” the one in the veil said. “Afer all this must just be resolute of his powers,” he said that in a way like he was watching out for me. Like it was a fact that was well known. Does he know about my powers? No, he couldn’t because the book said that no one know.

So I took a small breath and said “Thanks for the concur but I actually don't have any powers.” I hoped that would be the end of it but I guess we don’t get what we hope for.

“Relax Tommy it's ok. You told us about your powers you don’t need to worry. I get it though with a power like that I’d try to hide it too.” he said with a smile that warmed me (l̶i̶k̶e̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶m̶o̶t̶h̶e̶r̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶). Like he really did know. Maybe I did tell him and forgot to write it. I mean he’s helping me out with his friend, stopping him from picking a fight with me (l̶i̶k̶e̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶f̶a̶t̶h̶e̶r̶ ̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶t̶o̶o̶). No, that's just what h̸̡̛̯̲͙͎͉̄̓e̸̘͍̗͛̄ wants you to think. Not again, I won’t let it happen again.

I grab my deck under the counter ready to draw a card till a thought runs through my mind. ‘That what who wants you to think?’ I take another breath and tell them “Sorry but I think you have me mistaken for someone else. I really don’t have any powers.”

“I see we must have. Sorry then.” The man replied and that was it. I got them their orders and that was all. After a while, Fundy leaves to head home and a while after that I finish up here, lock up, and head up to my room. I write about are new guy Fundy as I did that with Purple too. He was on page 35. I read more whenever we weren’t busy. Then I head off to bed till next time.

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I woke up today to the sight of the “Justice” reversed. That means something unfair or corrupt is going to happen. Well, that or revenge but who’d want that on me? Welp I’ll just have to worry about that later. I’m just getting too many problems lately. First, they're someone who isn’t what they claim, then I have to be careful about what I say to them (i think?), and lastly this shit. I just have to handle this one problem at a time. No need to stress over this. Fate will unravel its threads just the way it's supposed to (and help me in the process). So I get ready for the day and open up shop. Today's Ranboos day off and purple called out sick so it's just going to have to be me in the morning, then the afternoon with Fundy, and lastly the night by myself again… great. I'm going to be so tired tonight.

The morning shift was boring as usual. I was in the back getting ready for the afternoon rush when I heard yelling from the front of the store. So of course I go out to check on it. Can’t have someone breaking my cafe… again. When I enter the front I see Fundy and someone who looks a little familiar but I don’t know why. “DAD stop it. I am old enough to have a job without needing your permission. Also, I like working here. Everyone here is nice and it’s fun at times. You can’t stop me so just go.” Fundy argued with this person.

“Fundy you know that is not what this is about. I’m just trying to make sure that you're safe. Nothing more or less. If this is what you want to do then fine I’ll let you. After I make sure this place is safe and nothing will happen to you.” he calmly said to Fundy. 

I couldn’t see anything wrong with what he said so I can’t just butt in and kick the man out, but I’m also not just going to let him aggravate Fundy like that in my cafe so I just calmly talk right as it looks like Fundy is about to start yelling again. “Hello, Fundy. You're here early did you want to work that badly? I’m just kidding, but seriously is this man bothering you?” Now that I said that it does a few things like tell this man that I care about my employees so theirs nothing to worry about. Also, he can’t really get mad at this as I’m not straight up putting myself into the argument. The conversation yes but not their argument.

“No, Tommy my father was just leaving,” Fundy says to me while staring down his father. “Isn’t that right, Dad.”

“Actually no I’d like to order a coffee first,” he said then turned to Fundy “If that's ok with you of course.” I have a feeling that no matter what Fundy said he was going to stay. I was only proven right as Fundy walk into the back mumbling something. “Ok, so I’d like just a black coffee, and that will be all please.”

“Ok one black coffee. Can I get a name for the order?” I ask so I could put something on the cup.

“Oh yes sorry the name’s Wilbur,” he said with a weird smile on his face. Almost like he just got something that he always wanted. The face of a man that has his prey where he wants them, but still somehow it looks sweet, kind, and trustworthy.

That's how the afternoon went and I’m just as tired if not more as I normally am. I can't wait for this new employment thing starts actually working in my favor. I say goodbye to Fundy and get ready for the night shift. If there is one thing I know it's that the night shift is always hectic. Boy was I right. In walks Dream with this weird look on his face… under his mask… look I just know Dream well ok. “Hey, Dream you want your usual of the world reversed aka imagination or you know Dreamland.” that was something we came up with one day as a joke.

“No not today Tommy I just came here to ask you a question. How did you get the blood work to say you were powerless? It doesn’t make sense, weird things happen around you every day. Things that never seem to bother you or surprise you in the slightest.” Dream asks and I knew this was going to happen. Dream is just too lucky to not have stumbled across something that could help him figure this out.

“Well Dream the answer here is very simple,” I can hear the power seep into my voice like honey “The answer is I just don’t have any powers at all.” with that the honey leaves my voice. “I just wasn’t born with any.”

Dream stands there for a second while the power kicks in then he says “Yeah guess that's right. There is no other way the blood test could come back negative. Sorry for bothering you with a dumb question Tommy.” he starts to walk out the door with only a goodbye.

Next on the night shift docket is someone I'm not upset to see actually. The vigilante known as Ender walks throw the front door. He’s wearing a mix of black and purple clothing. “Hey, Tommy long time no see. Sorry, I’ve been a bit busy lately,” he says as he fidgets around an obvious sign that he is nervous.

“Ender, what's wrong this time?” he gives me that weird look again so I explain it to him in a way he understands. “You're showing all the signs you do when you need help but don’t want to say for it so tell me what you need so I can call you an idiot and solve your problem.”

“Oh, thank you, Tommy. I do need help you see there is this new vigilante called Nuke and he well…” he starts to say.

“Is he making fun of you well you bring him here or tell me where he is and I’ll teach him whose boss. I don’t have this name tag for nothin’ you know.” I jokingly say to hopefully relieve his nervousness and it looks like it worked so you win again Tommy.

“No, it's not like that at all. I just want to see if he’d like to be partners and all sense we seem to be doing the same neighborhood and all but I don’t know how to start the conversation, or if I’d only slow him down.” There he goes again being all doom and gloom on himself. It’s only for himself never others… gods it’s annoying.

Luckily though my power is great for this type of thing. The honey seeps back into my voice as I say “Ender, your power literally makes it so you can’t slow people down,” I wait a bit so he can let it click. The honey stays as I speak again “And you’ve taken down so many people and escaped so many heroes you can do this. Just go up to him and say hi. That's it just hi everything else will go from there I promise.” now that I’m down lying the honey leaves my voice. It’s not like what I said was a complete lie though. Only the part about how he can do this. He’s too much of a shy boy to actually speak but hey now that I used my powers on him he should be fine.

“You’re right Tommy thank you so much.” with that Ender left. I hoped with him so would the night shift but nope next on the list were two of the three syndicate members, Siren and Angel. Can I please just go one day without seeing them? Just one day please, Fate .

“So Tommy I think you know why we are here right? If not here's a hint. Right after seeing you, I got hurt by some low-level heroes. That isn’t something that just happens. If you just said you didn’t want to join then we might have left by now but you keep saying stuff like loved to but no powers or no powers can't or don’t want to van and no powers sorry. So we wanted to get to the bottom of this but now it is a bit personal.” Angel said and he's not wrong. It was my power that made him get hurt but still. I see Siren about to speak and most likely use his powers so I have to act fast.

The honey seeps into my voice “I’m sorry to hear you got hurt but I fail to see how that has anything to do with me. I was nowhere near the fight and I have no powers to do anything like that.” they both seem to freeze at this. Angel seems ready to end it here but Siren looks like he’s going to keep going it must be a side effect of his powers.

“Like we… we’d fa… fall for something like that,” Siren said fighting through my powers but lucky it’s taking up to much attention stopping him from using his powers. So I still have time.

The honey now coats my voice “I don’t know what you're talking about Siren. I’m not trying to trick or lie to you.” hopefully that will be enough to get him to quit it. Unfortunately, it’s not.

Siren looks confused and not convinced as he says “But then everything else doesn't make sense. So you have to be lying.” He starts to grip his head.

I guess I have to push this some more. The honey drips off of my voice affecting all it touches. “I’m sorry you see it that way, but I'm sure there are reasonable explanations for it all. I’m sure that now that you know it's not me you’ll be able to see them.” with that Siren finally stops and Angel looks like nothing is going on in his head. This is why I hate pushing too much. The lies start to break others that can’t handle them. As that is all their brains can comprehend then. Just my lies and nothing else for only what I say is true.

They apologize for the trouble and head out. Now it’s just the Blood God I have to worry about. You know now that I think about it is he like me… no it must just be a coincidence. At less, I hope it is. It might have been a good thing he wasn’t here that. That might explain why when we first met… no stop it has to be a coincidence… I need it to be. I’ll just have to worry about that another day for now I just have to close up shop and hope that Fate will be kind to me yet again. After all, I am owed that much.

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Name: Tommy Innit     ████

Occupation:  ̶V̶i̶g̶i̶l̶a̶n̶t̶e̶  Owner of Fate Cafe

Power: Tarot

Power Description: Depending on which card and its orientation will give Tommy a different power.

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█████’ Blessing: Nobody can predict what Tommy will do and when he’ll do it. 

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The leader of the group

Name: Philza Craft

Occupation: Supervillain Angle (of Death), Husband, and owner of Craft CO.

Power: Midnight Feather & ██████' Blessing

Power Description: He has shadow wings that he can control. that be its width, length, height, weight, and whether it is even there or not. He can also shoot out his shadowy feathers. He needs 50% feathers on both sides to allow him to fly and over 25% to glide and slow fall. any less and he'll start to fall like anyone self.

██████' Blessing gives Phil the power to communicate with crows. This allows him to have a surveillance network that is always on, unnoticeable, and un-hackable.

The Brute of the group

Name: Techno (blade) Craft █████ ███

Occupation: Supervillain Blood God

Power: Physical and Mental Enhancement and Blood Manipulation.

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The strategist of the group

Name: Wilbur Soot 

Occupation: Supervillain Siren & musician

Power: Sound Manipulation & Suggestion

Power Description: He can manipulate the sounds around him making things quiet or extremely loud. He can also manipulate sounds to sound like other things he's heard and can clearly recall. Allowing him to sound like your best friend or like there is are gunshot outside. He can also make people do just about anything by charring them with his voice.

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The support of the group

Name: George Found

Occupation: Superhero 404

Power: Sleep-Hive

Power Description: He has the power to slowly put people to sleep and even enter their dreams. He is best suited for intel gathering or stealth missions because it takes too long to put people to sleep when fighting because their brain are more alert and active but it does slow them down and reduce their reaction speed and recovery. It will also take less to knock them unconcise and they last longer.

He can also connect the dreams of other people as well which is why the dream teams' important meetings normally happen when they are asleep so that no one else can overhear.

Though the drawback is that while he's doing this he isn't resting. So he needs to sleep more as his body is tired from not sleeping right and has to deal with the side effects of oversleeping.

The leader of the group (is arrogant, thinks he's the smartest, the best, and the luckiest)

Name: Clay taken

Occupation: Superhero Dream

Power: All In

Power Description: He has the power to defy all odds and still come out on top. No matter how small the chance of something happening, if it will help him, then it will happen. If the odds of that fire escape falling and blocking the criminal's escape route is 1 in million as long as he is there then the fire escape will always fall. Timewalker was brought it to verify.

The hothead of the group (pun intended)

Name: Sapnap

Occupation: Superhero Blaze

Power: Fire Manipulation & Immunity

Power Description: He has the power to generate and control fire at will. He can also never get burned or hot. He is also able to survive in extremely cold climates (though it is unpreferred). It is theorized he can swim through magma and lava too but he refuses to try it.

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Tarot: just what you needed

The Fool: Power(ful/less)

Upright: Everything

He loses the power to draw cards but can now use any power the cards give him at any time he wants.

Reversed: Nothing

He becomes powerless for the duration of the card.

The Magician: Making

Upright: Creation

He can create anything as long as he knows how and what it’s made from or has the material he wants to use.

Reversed: Illusion

He creates powerful illusions that are almost impossible to see through (can cause phantom pains).

The High Priestess: Now doesn't count

Upright: Foresight

He can see into the future. 

Reversed: Pain/Damage resistance

He has very high (almost immunity) pain and damage resistance. Making it so it’s hard to hurt him and when you do hurt him, it’s most likely he’s not going to feel it.

The Empress: Worldly view

Upright: Plant manipulation

Gives him the power to manipulate plants in many different ways. Moving them, increasing the natural effects, and growing them.

Reversed: Pain share

The damage he takes can now also be dealt to one person of his choice that he links to. (He also takes on their pain as well.)

The Emperor: Power over sound

Upright: Command

He can make people do whatever he tells them to… unless they have high mental resistance.

Reversed: Silence

He can make the targeted area/person completely silent. No sound can be made at all.

The Hierophant: Unnatural manipulation

Upright: Probability

He can see and manipulate the probability of an outcome that isn’t already a guarantee nor can he make anything a guarantee either. 0% or 100%

Reversed: Restriction

He can restrict the movement of other people or things. If he focuses hard and leaves himself open he can restrict more than just movement. What else he can restrict is currently unknown.

The Lovers: Perception

Upright: All eyes on me

There is an attractive pull that makes everyone look his way. Making it impossible to hide.

Reversed: And now you don’t

There is a repulsion pull that makes everyone look away from him. Making it impossible not to hide.

The Chariot: Movement

Upright: Teleportation

He can teleport to places that he can see or visualize.

Reversed: Slowness

He can make others extremely slow. People with an enhanced speed walk like normal.

Strength: Strength

Upright: What's yours is mine

He can take others' strengths and traits. (makes them weaker)

Reversed: What’s mine is yours

He can give his strengths and traits to others. (makes him weaker)

The Hermit: Intel

Upright: Mastermind

He gets enhanced intelligence.

Reversed: Who’s what

Makes the target forget something small like a street name to something big like their entire day. 

Wheel of Fortune: Luck

Upright: Lucky

Gives good luck to himself or others

Reversed: Unlucky

Gives bad luck to himself or others

Justice: Judge

Upright: Pants on fire

The target can not lie while under the card effect.

Reversed: God's word

Everyone believes the lies you tell. Though if they have high mental resistance you will need to push more.

The Hanged Man: Time

Upright: Deja Vu

He gets visions of stuff that happened in a place or to someone.

Reversed: Freezeframe

He can stop time for a short bit. Needs a few seconds till he can use it again.

Death: Life

Upright: Healing

He gets healing powers.

Reversed: Wither

He makes the area he hits start to decay.

Temperance: Speed

Upright: Agility

He can move fast and his reflexes are heightened.

Reversed: Tripping hazard

Makes it so the target is more likely to trip.

The Devil: Yin & Yang

Upright: Darkness

He can control the shadows and morph them into items. Can travel if it is dark enough.

Reversed: Light

He can control the light and morph them into items. Can travel if it is dright enough.

The Tower: Building code

Upright: Destruction

Things he touches start to crumble away.

Reversed: Fortification

Things he touches are harder to break.

The Star: Divine

Upright: Heavenly Assistance

He is filled with divine energy guiding his movements making him more likely to succeed.

Reversed: Devil’s advocate

The target is filled with demonic energy hindering them making them more likely to fail.

The Moon: Poltergeist

Upright: spirits

He can summon spirit creature.

Reversed: Fearful

The target is filled with intense fear making them paranoid about everything.

The Sun: Protection kinda

Upright: The best for you

Enhance the resistance of the target. Physical and mental.

Reversed: Bugs and rot for you

Weaken the resistance of the target. Physical and mental.

Judgment: Moving through time

Upright: Time acceleration

Speed up time.

Reversed: Rewind

Reverse time back a few minutes. 

The World: Absolute

Upright: Perfection

The best thing that could happen to the target will happen to them. (Not always a good thing)

Reversed: Imperfection

The worse thing that could happen to the target will happen to them. (Not always a bad thing)

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I wake up to “The Fool” right-side up. I have never been happier. It basically means today is what I make of it, but that's not the best of it. For the entire day, the power it gives me is… any power from the cards I want when I want. As the fool can become anything so it can change into whatever card I want it to be. I can't draw any more cards though but like that matters when I can have any card I want. As ‘The Fool’ is about new beginnings and potential so the card can become any other card whenever I need it. 

So I get up, get ready for work, and fortify the cafe as there was a 68% chance of stuff breaking. I lowered it down to a solid 1% chance though so with my increased good luck I should be fine. The future also tells me that we’ll have a good work day today and it was. Ranboo came in and we set everything up for the day, joked around, and threw some fake insults at Purple when his shift started.

Things were fine there as well. Purple and I just did everything like normal. We insulted all the rude customers. Sometimes even to their face. I love being my own boss. We also talked about his brother and his plans about school. What he should do, what he wants to do, and whether or not he deserves or can do it. Luckily with a bit of talking, and some help from my powers, I convinced him that he does deserve it. Then we went back to work and insults.

That was till Fundy came in for their shift with a 58% chance of dying tonight. That is not something that I can allow. So when Purple left I started talking to fundy about what his plans are today. I also may or may not be using my power to make him tell the truth to me… I’m doing this to save him alright! I’m ashamed of this too but I do not regret it. I’ll do it 100,000 more times if it means that my employees (read: friends) stay alive. “So Fundy have any plans after work. Going home, seeing a friend, or watching a movie. Anything illegal?” I don’t really care if he does illegal things or not but he could die today so just checking my bases.

“What? No, I’m not doing anything illegal. When I get off work it’s late so I’m going to be heading home.” Fundy said and I know that I made it so he can’t lie but he won’t look me in the eye, fidgeting, and his heart rate has increased. ‘What are the odds that he’s hiding something from me’ 98% chance… welp time to push a little harder.

“And that’s it? You’re not doing anything else?” when I ask this I see him try their hardest to think of something.

After a bit, he just sighs and says “I actually am meeting someone after work. They said that it was important and that needed to come alone and not tell anyone, but now I told you so I’m screwed.” and screwed they where. He now has an 87% chance of death so I’m just going to rewind time to before I asked that. Not for his sake for mine. I’m not going to let him die either way but if they find out I know about it now then there will be too many people to make forget.

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“What? No, I’m not doing anything illegal. When I get off work it’s late so I’m going to be heading home.” Fundy said and I know that I made it so he can’t lie but he won’t look me in the eye, fidgeting, and his heart rate has increased. ‘What are the chances that Fundy dies today’ 58% chance. Ok, good nothing changed. I can work with this.

Nothing else happened during the night shift. Not a single villain or hero came to bother me. I mean they still came to order stuff but they left us after that. We closed up shop and then I made it so everyone just ignored me so I could follow Fundy without anyone knowing. It was the safest thing to do as they knew he told me so someone has to be watching them. This turned out to be the right thing to do as after a bit someone, from behind me, came up to Fundy. If it wasn’t for the power I chose they wouldn’t have walked right passed me and we could have been in danger.

“You came alone good. Now follow me.” A man wearing a ram mask and a business suit told Fundy, and how rude would it be if I didn’t also tag along. I mean if he didn’t want me here then he shouldn’t have said this in front of me. So that's what we did. Followed him all the way into an abandoned courtyard. This just screams trap all over, but if not for Fundy or me then who? “Now then you just stand right here annnnnnnnnnnnnd FIRE .” That’s all the warning I got before Two men came out holding a very big cannon and pointing it at fundy.

‘Well shit’ I thought as I activated foresight danced around every trap placed on the ground dived in front of Fundy, activated spirits, and yelled “Turtle in front. Armadillo around us.” As I say this a giant blue translucent turtle blocked that beam with its shell and a giant blue translucent armadillo curled around us, shielding us on all sides. The beam was surprisingly strong though as it was able to break through my turtle and NEARLY broke through the armadillo.

“And who that fuck are you,” Aries said the number 6 villain. “You were not supposed to be here at all. Someone get Timewalker on the line he broke our contract and I NEED to know how so no one can do it again.”
With that one of his men started to call someone but I pay them no mind as I tell my two spirits already summoned to continue to protect Fundy. The only thing I regret doing is not checking if we were alone.

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(Wilbur POV) [one of the only times it's not Tommy's so enjoy]

Tonight was just supposed to be normal. Phil and I spent all last night and this morning arguing with Techno. For some reason, he thinks that this Tommy kid that runs The Fate Cafe has powers. Night finally came around so I walked Fundy to the cafe and all he did was beg me to please leave his boss alone. Like that's going to happen. He might not have powers but someone needs to warn him about Techno… ur well The Blood God. Plus he’s the only place that is a safe zone (outside of Las Navades and I can’t go there right now). I wonder how that happened. The heroes begrudgingly allow Las Navades to be neutral grounds because of some deal they made, but what in the world could Tommy have done to get the heroes to not only agree to the cafe but to go there as well? That doesn’t matter night now though. We all put on our costumes and head out for the day. I was on my way to said cafe when one of Aries men bumped into me and told me he had a message for me.

“Siren, we have your son come to the abandoned courtyard in district 5 with the others if you want to see him again.” That officially made today the worst day in the world. I can do nothing but follow his orders. I will allow nothing to happen to my son. Techno and Phil were talking about how this is definitely a trap. It’s just whether this is a ‘get you to sign a contract’ trap or ‘kill you three raising my villain rack and get rid of the major problem in my side’ trap. I couldn’t care less about that. Right now the only thing I care about is that Fundy gets home safe.

Then my night goes from worst to terrible when I hear “Now then you just stand right here annnnnnnnnnnnnd FIRE .” That’s all the warning we get before Two men came out holding a very big cannon and pointing it at fundy. We were about to react to it when we see Tommy running in a very weird way. He completely avoids right under us. Almost like… he’s… avoiding hidden traps. “OMG Aries is trying to kill us.” is the first thing I say.

I was going to say more before Phil cuts me off with a very good point. “What is Tommy doing here? This is too dangerous for someone without powers.” Techno looks like he’s about to argue this yet again but before I could agree with Phil Tommy summons 2 giant spirit animals which is impossible because… he doesn’t…he…

“He fucking brainwashed us into thinking he didn’t have powers.” wow this kid is really good. I want him on our side even more now and bounce he cares about Fundy's safety too. Techno mumbles something like finally. I was about to fight him again but like last time Phil cuts me off.

“What do you mean? He doesn’t have powers so I’m sure we just can’t see what's really happening from up here.” How can Phil still believe that when the proof is right in front of us? There has to be a reason behind this. Either something is stopping Phil from seeing things right or something broke me out of it… unless.

“OMG, I'm sorry Phil. Because of my high resistance he had to keep pushing and raising it so it’s going to take you a bit to come out of it.” That is totally what happened. He did keep saying the same thing over and over with his voice sounding sweeter and sweeter.

“But that still doesn't make sense. How can his power be summoning spirit animals yet was able to put people to sleep and brainwash you guys?” Techno asks and I can’t think of an answer and neither can Phil. “I guess that means all we can do is watch to see if we can figure this out and join in if things get too bad. We can’t have them dying on us.” so that's what we did. We watched and waited to see what was going to happen next but I swear if anything happens to Fundy I’m killing everyone.

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(Tommy POV)

“Ok, sir we just got off the call with Timewalker and he said that someone is interfering with his powers. He can’t see what is going to happen here so that means someone here can’t be predicted by the future. This means someone is here that shouldn’t be and that person's future can not be read but if it wasn’t for them then everything would have gone as planned so he did in fact not break your contract as nothing happening here that he can’t predict, even now as it is happening.” one of Aries goons told him.

“Well shit that makes it a bit more difficult. Nonetheless, we can still get what we want. Get the other cannons out and get ready for an assault.”  He told his goon and now there are 6 cannons aiming at us. At least, they have to charge he said. That gives me time to set everything up.

That's exactly what I did “Cockroach take care of the traps. Eagle, hawk, falcon, and vulture take care of the cannons. Cheetah, jaguar, panther, and lion don’t let anyone escape. grizzly and porcupine Defend and assist the bird squad.” with that there are now 13 spirits out helping me in this fight. The cockroach is running around setting off every trap allowing us to walk without a problem. The cat squad is guarding the exit so no one can get past them. The bird squad is diving down from the sky trying to brake the cannons and the grizzly bear is throwing the porcupine at the men around the cannon that is being targeted.

“Just who are you? You just summoned 13 spirit animals like it was nothing. Someone with this much power should be on everyone's radar and yet I’ve never heard of you.” Aries ask and I can tell he’s probably trying to come up with a plan to get me to sign one of his infamous contracts. I’m not stupid though. I know what those contracts are. They are his power-given form. Anyone who signs it basically belongs to him till the deal is done.

“Well, these are just ordinary animals so they don’t take up a lot of energy.” Which is true I could summon a stronger named spirit and get this over with buuuuuuuuuuut… I don’t really have the energy to waste on that right now. You see “The Fool” is really strong but it uses a lot of energy. It takes energy to use the powers the cards give me and it takes energy to switch which power I'm using. It doesn’t help that I used quite a bit of energy earlier.

“Well, then why don’t we just settle this with a deal? If you agree I will let you two go.” Aries said with this smug look on his face.

“No.” and the look is gone. “I don’t see a point in that as I’m soon going to beat you guys and then be on our way.”

“Well, then how about this, if you agree then I won't tell anyone about your powers. As no one knows about your power then surely you won’t want people knowing about it.” He said and the look is back… can't wait to knock it off again.

“Well, that sounds like something I would except,” I say to him.

“So then we have a de-”

“Nope. I said I would except not that I will. You see I have my own ways to get you not to talk.” and with that, the smile fell.

“Screw it. Aim the cannon at the crystal and kill them.” The goons aim the 4 working cannons at a hanging crystal. So the ray that will come from it will be 1 cannon power time 4 plus because it is focused on our area I’d times that by 2.5 I think… I don’t know I don't have the time to switch to mastermind.

As they fire the cannons I yell “Spirits you are dismissed. Now I ask that you answer me The Black Tortoise.” Right as I finish we were blocked out by a blanket of white beams around us.
“Well, that deals with them at less,” Aries says about to leave.

“Don’t dig the graves before the bodies are dead,” I say with a smug look of my own.

When Aries looks back he sees us very alive under a giant black tortoise with a black snake wrapped around it. “How are you guys alive? That blast should have killed you guys easily.”

“Well, this is a named spirit so they are a lot stronger. The Black Tortoise represents the north and the winter season and guards the north side of a town as well. Some of the strongest spirits there are.” As I say this Fundy looks at me with… worry?

“Tommy, your nose is bleeding.” Oh, that's it. I knew I didn’t have enough energy to summon them but their the best defense and offense that would keep us alive and finish this quickly. Because of that my power is now using my life to make up for the energy I don’t have. Normally it would just shut down and I’d pass out but because this is life or death I’m able to push through that. It also helps that ████ is helping with this as well.

I put a hand up to hold my nose and say “We need to get this done now.” with that the snake starts to attack and trap all the guys here. I quickly change to make them forget everything with who’s what. “You will forget everything that happened here and everything you had planned with Fundy.” With that, they go and my other nostril starts to bleed. “Ok, now fundy promise me that you won’t tell anyone what happened here today. You do owe me for saving your life.”

“What you're not just going to make me forget like with them?” he asks and that is a very valid question.

“Fundy both my nostrils are bleeding. I don’t have the energy to spare but I will if I have to.” I tell him just as it is. Worst comes to worst I can hopefully make him forget tomorrow.

“I promise I won’t.” They say and I might not have enough power to make him forget but I do have enough to see if he is lying. ‘What are the chances of him telling the truth’ 98% good enough.

“Now get home safe I still need you tomorrow. Purple called out.” I say as I leave.

With that, all the pieces come together. “The Magician” could be seen as a warning yes but it was saying a target. Fundy who was an innocent person lead to his secret being revealed, as even the safest looking paths have hidden traps.  “The Hermit” warns him that Fundy will lead to his powers getting found out. Unintended but still did. “The Moon” card he pulled was hinting at the power he’d use when they’d found out. Last but not least “The Fool” tells him to make of this what he will. For now, the SBI knows he has powers and Techno knows a bit too much more than he should at this time. What's that you ask well.

That, my friends, is a reading for another time. 

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Hello everyone this is an update on where I have been and plans for the future. If you don't want to read this that is fine the next chapter should already be up and I also have a one-shot that will be up later too.

so the long story short of it all is: I finish the chapter, my beta reader forgot to read it, I decided to change something in the chapter, I got sick, I helped a friend of mine throw a hard time, I tried National Novel November (so I'm working on a novel that I hope to publish someday), got my first real job, and my mother is recovering from surgery.

So yeah a lot has happened, and I won't be able to update every week but I'm aiming for once every two weeks though. I am also going to be posting my versions of one-shots.

all the one-shots I plan to make will be more like prequels to future stories.

I also want to add some character sheets to this for you guys as well. They are easy to make, help you understand the characters' powers, and are a great way to tease things for the future. 

So please leave a request for which character you would like to see and learn about next. They can be anyone from the DSMP+ universe. So all they cannon people and others like Kristen and Drista.



so yeah... sorry for the wait please enjoy the story.

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Tommy woke up today to see the card “The High Priestess” reversed. This gives me the power of Pain/Damage resistance and means stuff like repression, disconnected, superficiality, and ignoring intuition. Now if I had to guess what this is trying to tell me is that something is going to bite me in the ass today. Just great, can’t I have one peaceful day? How did I get that you ask? Well, if there is anything that ████ tries to tell me is that anything that is repressed is bad and needs to be worked on. Hence the pain and damage resistance. Let us just hope that today won’t be as bad as I know it will be.

So far it wasn’t bad in the morning but nothing ever is cause no one is really up to start something. I’m only stuck doing this shift because purple called out. Fundy is going to come to relieve me for the afternoon shift then I’ll come back for the night shift. The only person here right now is some weird guy with long pink hair named Techno. He came in order a plain black coffee and has just been ‘secretly’ starting at me… bit of a creep if you ask me. They're clearly in their late 20s’ at best. I mean they could just think they know me from somewhere or don’t even realize they're looking at me while zoning out. It’s whatever, what matters is that he left a few minutes before Fundy came in. So now I don’t have to worry about them with some creep.

Now I want nothing more than to go home and sleep but I can’t because I have to go to the store to stock up and some things we are running out of.  The fastest way to get to Jacks Market is to cross the abandoned courtyard plus I can make sure that everything is gone and they're not planning anything else. I get about halfway through when I’m stopped by nonother than The Blood God himself. “Now what in the world do you want?” I ask hoping that if he saw how annoyed I was he’d feel bad and leave but no.

“You haven’t shown up to any of the meetings.” He said with a straight face.

“I’ve already told you I don’t what to be a part of the syndicate,” I told him. 

“Not those meetings. The meetings for people like us. The meetings that only we no matter where and when even though it always changes.” He said and boy does he sound strange.

“You do know how crazy you sound, right?” It was a very serious question but he just looks annoyed.

“You can’t weasel your way out of this. We saw you yesterday and I know that you were one of us after that because of how you seem to have different powers and the fact that you couldn’t put me to sleep. I had to make sure though so I tried to use my powers on you and they didn’t work either and we both know what that means.” Fuck when did he try to use his powers on me? Had I known I would have let it work. Stupid rules.

“You know because of the rule you can’t tell anyone about this either right?” I made sure he was aware of that. We can still work with this. “And I do not need to go to those meetings.”

“I do know that and you do need to go to them. It's to help us vessels handle the powers, lifestyle, and responsibilities.” He said looking quite shocked.

“Please I’ve been doing this for a long time alright. I know my power inside and out, I know how to continue living my life, and not a single one of my responsibilities has ever failed. I’ve done all my duties perfectly. Well, maybe not at first but that was a long long long time ago. So it seems I’m doing better than you Blood God.” Hopefully, that will get him to leave.

“Even if I believe that then you still have to go to help the newer vesicles.” He’s just not going to leave me alone, is he? 

“Ok, then how about a deal? If you beat me in a fight I will go to the meetings but when I win you will leave me alone.” That should get him to leave. The Blood God is very fight oriented. 

“Ok you have a deal,” he said with a smile. I bet he thinks he can actually win this.

With that, he draws his sword and charges at me but I do not move I simply draw one of my tarot cards and the sword hits the card. Neither moves and I can tell he’s shocked. “What’s wrong? Did you think that sword of yours could really cut Items from the gods?” With that, he seems to understand what is going on here.

“Even with that you still were able to block my attack. Not many people can claim the same thing.” He said with this fire in his eyes. Most people would be scared of this but not me. I don’t care if he is really trying now or not. I’m still going to win this fight. “Then I’ll give you my best. Blood God hear my call, win this.” with that his eyes go red. 

“Well well, we met again old friend. I thought you said you’d never take a vessel even if it meant your death.” The Blood God, God of war and the fallen, said in the body of the blood god, the villain, man naming himself after the god he is hosting.

“I’m not letting my god out there would be no point in it. I alone have to power to fend you off. You can only stay like this for maybe 1 hour, or 3 hours if he trained long enough before his body passes out to keep him alive. If I try need to call my God I can do it later so I have even more time in my form to take you on.” I said what is true and the God seems to think so too if the look on his face says so. “I met not even need to draw all three of my cards. Hell at worse all I will need is one.”

“Well if you want us to win that bad then be my guess.” He said too he then rushed towards me doing his best to hit me but I slow him down by throwing cards at him. I keep one on me to block his attack. “Did you really think throwing your weapons at us was the best idea? I won't be letting you pick them up now.” 

He kept his word on that. He pushes me back a few feet keeping me away from my cards on the floor, but even though I smile at him and it does seem to through him off. “Oh Blood, I don’t need to pick them up. CARDS.” as I yelled the cards flew off the ground and circled around me before stacking in the palm of my hand. The shock is clear on his face but he does not let it loosen his grip as his sword is pushing against the card in my hand. “Why don’t we make this a bit more… what the word… interesting,” I say as I let the card go, it still pushing against The Blood God’s sword, and take a few steps back. I then throw a card and it stops about two feet above the floor. He watches as I walk up to the card and step on it. I through more cards and continued to climb, with the cards I stepped on coming back to me, till I was about 10 feet in the air on a 3 by 3 platform.

 I called my card back and The Blood God looked up at me and said “Oh are you leaving? If so that would mean I’d win this fight.”  The fact that he is already his already very hurt and starting to breathe faster and still thinks he will still end up ahead in this is crazy.

“No, I’m not leaving just finishing this as fast as I can. I have a cafe to run and groceries to get to do so.” I answer him. I draw a card from my deck and got “The Star”. “Oh no, it’s the star. I feel so bad for you. I’m now filled with heavenly assistance in all that I do. Meaning that my attacks that you have just barely been able to hold off on are now going to be boosted and more likely to actually work now. Sorry, not sorry.” 

When I finish saying that I throw five cards at him all of which he blockers with his sword… just as I wanted him to. 

His face falls as his sword is shattered into a million pieces. “How did you do that? This sword was divinely blessed. Nothing of this world should be able to break it.” 

“Your right nothing of this world can break it. My cards are not of this world. They are divinely made. Made from the strongest of materials. My power is an item-based one. I do need tarot cards to use them but these are not ordinary cards. These are The Tarot cards. The ones that my god uses.”

If his face wasn’t already shocked I’d think he would die. “But how? You can only call divine items to this world when you can use more than 50% of your gods' power. How can you use that much at such a young age? Only 1% of vessels could ever call their gods weapons.”

“Is that really what you should be worrying about right now?” I ask as I start to walk down to the ground. A card always appears right under my foot so I do not fall. “Your vessel is running low on energy, so he’s going to pass out soon. You have no weapon so you can’t properly channel his powers. I have been powered up by divine energy. I haven’t been hit once. And last but not less, I have the strongest divine weapon there is. You should quit now and minimize your vessels' rest time.”

“Sorry but I can’t. You are right in every way but I can’t. It would dishonor both me and him. So we shall fight till we can't anymore.” Stupid, honorable but stupid nonetheless.

“Well, let us get you somewhere safe. Can’t have you getting arrested because of me. That would be against the rules.” I walk towards the streetlight at the other end of the courtyard. “So let's get you some help.” I hit the base of the light and hear a bird cry out in annoyance. The bird then flies towards the Blood God and I hear it cry out in panic this time before flying away. 
When I came back from shopping he was not there passed out on the floor. As I know he wouldn’t. I did send that crow to see him and tell Angel for me after all. The bird never saw me though so It won’t tell him about me and because of the vessel rules the Blood God can’t tell on me either.

I did not spend the last 11 years of my life training, learning, and hiding just to be found out now. I do not need all those people on me. I just want a nice quiet life and my God ████ promised me that we could as long as I do not get involved with heroes, vigilantes, villains, or the vessels. With his powers, he can make it so I can perfectly avoid them all if I want to. For he and he alone can change how things are supposed to happen. 

Oh Tommy you falter me so. It’s true that I can help with that but only if that is what Tommy truly wants. So stay tuned my readers to see how the readings go. To see what it is that Tommy truly wants and who might I be, well,

That is also a reading for another day my friends.

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Name: Michael 

Occupation: Child of ████

Power: Spirt of Nature



Power Description: All of nature is drawn to him. He can communicate with plants and animals. If he treats them well they will even help him with whatever he needs.

Blessing of ████: No one can predict what he does or his future except for Tommy.

Name: Shroud

Occupation: Child of ████

Power: Camouflage

Power Description: can turn completely invisible. Can still be spotted by other means.

Blessing of ████: No one can predict what he does or his future except for Tommy.

Name: Clementine

Occupation: Child of ████

Power: Lepidoptera (from the Greek Lepido = scale, and ptera = wing).

Power Description: Has giant moth wings that can be used to fly. Powder made of tiny scales can come off the wings. Those that breathe in this power will fall under an effect that the user has experienced before.

Blessing of ████: No one can predict what she does or her future except for Tommy.

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Name: Fundy Soot

Occupation: Cafe worker

Power: Program

Power Description: Can issue commands to inanimate objects and they will do them if within the realm of reason. The object will be able to move around on its own to fulfill its given task.

Name: Kristen Craft

Occupation: Leader of Vessel Training

Power: Styx

Power Description: Allows the user to see and speak with the dead. ██████ ██ ███ ███████ ██ ██████ ████ █████ ████ ██████ ███ ██ ██████ ███ ██████ ██ ███ ████ ██ ████ ██ ███ ████ ██████ ██ █████ ██ ███ ███ ████

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When I open my eyes all I see is a void all around me. The last thing I remember was calling my God to fight Tommy. The world suddenly changes into a sword graveyard. Each weapon here has a ribbon tied to it. Standing in front of me is the very God I am hosting. “Techno, I’m sure you have many questions. I will answer then to the best of my abilities, but know that there are things that even I can’t tell you.” He gives me a very tiered look and I already know we didn’t win the fight.

“Who even was that?” I ask but I can tell by his face that is one of the questions that he can not answer. “You know what never mind that one. What was the weapon he was using? I couldn’t even put a dent in his cards, let alone cut one.” luckily that seems to be something I’m allowed to know.

“That is something called a divine item. They are the items that we Gods wield. It takes a lot of divine energy to call one down let alone keep it out. Only 1% of vessels have been able to call them down and the latest know record of having them out is 30 minutes. So the fact that he is able to not only use them but also have them out since before our 3-hour fight is something to be worried about.” He explains to me.

None of that builds confidence but hopefully, this next question will. “We only lost because of skill and power difference right? Then would Kristen be able to fight them because they are a Primordial as well?” Surely hoping the look on my Gods’ face is a joke.

“No, I doubt that even if she tried her hardest she could not win a fair fight. That is something you can talk about today though. A meeting for vessels has been set for today at five pm in the backroom at the shipwreck dinner.” He tells me and I look at him confused. A meeting so soon after a fight, giving me no time to- “It's been five days since the fight.”

I snap awake in the med center of our base with my brother passed out sitting in a chair next to my bed, lying on my bed. I turn my head to see my father walk into the room with a tray of coffee. “Good morning, sleep well?” he looks at me with a smile that soon turns into a look of concern as he sees me getting up. “You really should be resting.”

“I can’t I have a meeting to get to and I’m going to be very imported for the discussion,” I say as I do everything I can to get ready without waking up Wilbur. “A lot happened and I can say just about none of it, but they are still going to need an explanation.” I grab a cup of coffee from the tray and walked out the door as I hear my brother mumble something along the lines of ‘What's going on?’

I was about to enter the garage to drive when I was stopped. “You shouldn’t be driving in this state so why don’t I take you? I did call the meeting after all.” I turn around to see my mother holding the car keys. I just nod my head and follow her. “I’ll wait till the meeting to ask what happen but what I will do though is ask why you thought that was a good idea. Fight someone you know nothing about, by yourself. What were you thinking?”

“Well, the odds looked heavily in my favor. Especially with me never losing a single fight. I really thought I could win.” That was all that was said as we drive to the meeting. We get there to see that there are already some people there.

I see Drista the Goddess of Chaos, Ponk the God of healing, Foolish the God of undeath, and Deo the head of the God of time. “Kisten the Goddes of death and Techno the God of War and the Fallen, Right on time as always,” Deo says in his know it all voice. That is the annoying part about him. Drista was playing with something she made, Ponk was going over medical studies, and Foolish was doing something with a golden statue, but Deo always stared at his watch like he had somewhere better to be all the time.

“Yes, I have called this meeting to take about something very startling. Techo has lost a fight,” Kisten starts to say and you can see that everyone, but Deo, is like ‘so what’. “While he had his God out.” With that said everyone is giving Kisten their full attention. Not just anyone can fight the literal God of war and walk away the winner. She then gestures to me and everyone is looking for the details.

“Well, I can’t say much because of the rules and the fact that I lost, but what I can say is that I couldn’t even land a single hit. They even broke my weapon very quickly and stayed just far enough that I couldn’t use my blood manipulation on them.” They hold on to my every word. “The only other thing I can say is that my God told me that he doesn’t even think Kristen can beat him in a fair fight.”

Kristen looks at me after I say that and asked me “That is interesting. Now I do know of a way that we can find out a bit more about them but it will not be pleasant. It won’t kill you but it could be very painful depending on the God. Now I know you are recovering so you do have to do it if you don’t want to.”

I don’t particularly want to go through that right now because of the after-effects of using my god for that long but if this will help them find Tommy then so be it. “I’ll do it. Just tell me what I have to do.”

Kristen looks at me sadly and says “Just try to tell us their name. You should take a negative… whats the word… punishment or penalty… doesn’t matter what does is it will match the domain of the God that you lost to.”

I nod my head a start to say “Their name is -” but before I can get his name out I feel a shooting pain going across my body and clench my heart. “It feels like I’m dying. Are you sure this won’t kill me?”

Kristen looks scared and confused. “That's what happens when someone brakes an agreement with me. Why is that happening to you?” Now everyone is confused.

The pain subsides but we are no closer to an answer so I try again. “Their name is -” Everyone looks at me with worry when I suddenly start looking and feeling very ill.

Ponk looks at me confused as he says “That is what happens when someone breaks a deal with me. What is going on here?”

I give it one last time when everyone was about to tell me not to do it again I say “Their name is -” That's when blood starts coming out of my nose, ears, eyes, and mouth. “This is what happens when someone breaks their oath to me.”

Kristen starts talking immediately, probably to stop me from saying it again. “It seems like this God can hide who they are behind other Gods' punishments. That must make them a strong God. So we are definitely not dealing with an Ethereal class or weaker.”

“So it has to be a Primordial then as that is the only thing stronger than an Ethereal?” Drista asked and talk about stating the obvious.

“Actually that is not true. The class system for labeling the gods is as followed. The weakest is the Divine who were made to help the Ethereals with their jobs. Next are the Ethereals who were made to help the Primordials with their jobs. Then there are the Primordials who were made to help out the strongest of the Gods. The strongest of all the Gods are the Ancients. There were only three of them and they existed before the world itself. They are the strongest but also the most arrogant and stubborn of them all. They foolishly refused the vessel system. So instead of finding a human to host them, allowing them to adapt to the changing world and stay relevant. So they choose to die instead. So the Primordials are only the strongest because they all died not because we are.” Kristen explains.

“You're not saying what I think you are, are you?” Drista asked in a scared but playful way.

“No, I’m not, The last of the Ancients really did die off. The records show the last of them dying off to the point that they couldn’t even use their powers. Luckily that's what the other classes were for. To maintain the world. We now have a lot more work with them gone but that is why we made the Divine. So it wouldn’t be impossible to do.” Kristen explains and for some reason, Drista looks sad at that.

“What a shame, I was hoping to play with them. Imagine all the trouble we could cause.” That would be why she looked sad. All she ever does is think about causing chaos. She really was perfect for her God.

“Yes, unfortunately, but that is all that we will be getting out of this so if you don’t mind me I will be leaving. I have a lot of things to do and a lot of times to be.” Deo says as they leave.

“True this does seem to be a dead end. I will see you all at the next meeting then. Take care, everyone.” Kristen says as we leave to go back home. “Now I don’t need to tell you that when we get home you are to rest and to never do something as stupid as this again, Right?”

It seems like I have a long day ahead of me and the mystery of Tommy is no closer to being solved than ever. Just what happened back there and how can I tell them about Tommy without saying anything? I’ll just have to come up with something.

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[you are being watched by the God of Knowledge and anduebanaibe/356?]

[They tilt their head at you all]

[They wish to ask everyone a question]

[do you let them?????????????]

[yes] [nnnnnoooooogkbursdvx/)!\<^{<]

[Yes has been forcefully chosen]

[Are you guys enjoys my world?¿? I don’t know how you are able to view in but I’m most curious… why don’t we make a deal… one that benefits both parties… yes?¿?]

[There seems to be some information you can’t get to… they are to powerfully for you to see it all… but I can see it… I can let you see it… not right away of course… some faster then others…]

[how dose this benefit me?¿? Simple… I want knowledge… knowledge like you named you guys those weird names… you give me knowledge I give you it… I saw you my world you show me yours… what do you say… DEAL?¿?] 

[This time I’ll really let you guys choose]

[God of Knowledge andanduebanaibe/356? Is waiting for an answer from

AT_lalin_d

Arson_but_make_it_purple

Pearl_loves♡you

LemonScentedBoi

Isari_Isa

CherryBomb_O

Sakura_the_Kitsune

MagnoliaHarvest

SuddenlyInLove

Fraud_748

Strawberry_Shampoo

kin_of_shadows

Jemintherough

Chaoticgremlin23

Cloudyuphere

Undertale_lover

and 1,000+ others]

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[You have entered an unwise deal with the God of Knowledge and corruptive madness.]


Now what a wonderful display of knowledge and willingness to let me into your world.

Now let me reword you all.

The knowledge of the people in this world is some of the books I have on my shelves. 

You all found one of those books and read some of the people of this world, but that was just one book and a small group of connected people.

It also seems that the Gods are interfering with some of the info, stopping you from seeing them but I will not only show you more books but reveal the hidden text of the gods for you.

Here are three people you haven't met and one god who hid his facts.

Name: Techno (blade) Craft {Blood God}

Occupation: Supervillain Blood God

Power: Physical and Mental Enhancement and Blood Manipulation.

Power Description: {Thank to The Blood God} his body and mind are 3 times as strong as the average person. This does not make him immune to others' powers but it does help him resist them as long as it is mental or pain types. However, stuff like sleeping gas will still work on him. He can also use blood to make small items and to dry and scab over to stop blood loss.

{When needed Techno can call the Blood God to take over and use his full powers temporarily.}

{The Blood God has complete control over blood and is about 6 times stronger than the average person when Techno does this.}

The Muffin Trio

Name: Badboyhalo 

Occupation: Vigilante, muffin shop owner

Power: Abyssal home

Power Description: Gives the user a Demonic appearance when active. The Demonic form has sharp claws, a shadow hiding his face except for glowing white eyes that can see in the dark, and a long sturdy tail that ends in a sharp point. The user can enter shadows (and anyone he is holding) and move between them.

Name: Skeppy 

Occupation: Vigilante, muffin shop worker

Power: Gemification

Power Description: slowly coats what the user touches with a gem. The gem is determined at birth and if not used will slowly coat the user till nothing is left to cover. The object coated with this power will return to normal in a few hours per coat. 

Name: Puffy

Occupation: ex-caption, restaurant owner, emergency Vigilante

Power: Apathetic/Empathetic

Power Description: Lets the user absorb the emotions around them and channel them in different ways. 

Happy: helps them power throw the toughest of pain. (too much will make them start to forget about everything that has hurt them… Additive.)

Sad: People around them start tearing up making their vision blurry. (too much and they may start dehydrating… Deadly)

Angry: Makes them stronger. (too much will make them lose control and not know friend or foe… Dangerous)

Love: An aura of friendliness surrounds them making everyone put their guard down and trust them. (Too much and people will slowly forget how to live without you… Poisonous.)

Hate: An Aura of animosity surrounds them bringing out the worst in everyone, making them attack each other. (Too much will slowly turn the user evil… Corruptive.)

Fear: Heightens their senses. (Too much will activate your Fight, Flight, Freeze, and Fawn reflexes. Will not be able to choose what reflex is chosen and when… Traumatizing)

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Before I even open my eyes I know the exact time and place of the next meeting. So I know where not to go now. I open my eyes way slower than normal. I see The Chariot reversed giving me slowness all day. This card means stuff like unmotivated, distracted, and lack of control… and I’m sick of this. That makes five straight days of the same reading. First, was The Empress reversed meaning stagnation, scarcity, and neglect. Next, was Judgment right-side up meaning awakening, evaluation, rebirth, revival, and self-awareness. Then, was The Hermit right-side up meaning solitude, withdrawal, and retreat. Yesterday, was The Hierophant reversed meaning conformity, restriction, and social pressure.

FOR THE PAST FIVE DAYS THE CARDS HAVE BEEN YELLING AT ME ABOUT SHUTTING DOWN THE BLOOD GOD AND NOT GOING TO THE MEETING, AND NOW I’M GOING TO BE SO SLOW ALL DAY.

I am not going to this meeting or any of them. I just want to live a peaceful life and they will only ruin everything. This was the deal that I made. My life is supposed to be peaceful. That stupid curse and limitation. Why does this keep happening?

That doesn’t matter now… what does is that if I don’t leave now I won't make it to work on time and I don’t know when Fundy will be coming back. He had to take a short leave cuse his uncle fell ill or something. I hope he is doing ok.

I enter the building and see Ranboo there all worried, he was probably looking for me. “Oh, Tommy, there you are. I’m almost never here before you. I was worried something happened. Is everything alright?” he asked as he runs up to me ‘discreetly’ looking for injuries.

It might be all ‘cute’ and ‘sweet’ when he does this but it is annoying, so I better put a stop to his worrying . “Yeah I’m fine just really sluggish and sore so I can’t move that fast. I think I slept wrong.”  He doesn’t seem that relaxed with that but he stops investigating me.

With a lot of Ranboos' help, we got the shop ready for opening. I stayed in the front taking orders and dredging the next shift. I could use my cards and hope that I get something that balances out the slowness but that will only last one hour per my three-card use limit, and leave me defenseless. Let's just hope that somehow Fundy can come into work.

A few hours later my curse strikes again and Fundy is walking through the door with a woman in a black dress and sunhat behind him. “So this is where you walk, how lovely,” she says and Fundy just smiles and leads her to me behind the counter.

“Yeah and this is Tommy he’s my boss as he owns the place. Tommy this is my grandmother Kristen. She wanted to see where I was working so she brought me here.” He says as he walks behind the counter grabbing his apron.

“That's fine and all but are you sure your ok to be back so soon? Didn’t you say that your uncle was really bad and your family needed you? You don’t need to push yourself to come in if you're not ready.” I say hoping that my curse isn’t messing with his feelings.

“Nope, I said was Feeling really bad, and he is doing better now so I’m all set. I’ll go prepare the shift change while I catch up with Ranboo,” they say as they leave the room.

“And he’s already off to work. I’m so proud of them. Anyway I actually wanted to speak with you Tommy,” Oh no, what is this about? “Thank you for taking good care of Fundy. We were all nervous when he suddenly got a job without telling us.” She was interrupted by the door opening and a consumer walking to the counter.

“This place looks quite nice. I’ve haired about it but never had the time to come till now.” nonononononononono… this is bad so bad… what is this curse thinking. “What’s this option ‘leave it to fate’ that and the aesthetic reminds me about that one vigilante that everyone seems to have forgotten… what was his name again… oh yes Destiny.” GODS DAMN IT.

“Destiny you say? I’ve never heard of them… could you tell me more?” Kristen asks and I already know I’m fucked. She has to be a vessel. That's the only reason my power would do this to me.

“I’m not surprised that you haven't heard of them. They were a very strong and famous vigilante. Was able to beat anyone they fought. He never loses not even once, but one day about three years ago he just fell out of existence. Memories, videos, newspapers, and anything else having to do with him just disappeared. Well, that’s what I thought at first, but really people just forgot about him. There are still some videos that he's in, but after you watch it you forget he was even there. Almost all of them have been taken down, probably by him.” He says and now I know I’m definitely fuck. How does he even remember that?

“How come you are the only one that remembers?” Kristen ask the very thing I was confused about. Can she read minds? If so I’m triple fucked.

“My power is that I remember everything. I can not forget a single thing. Made school very easy, but yeah the last thing about him that I remember was that he disappeared on August 13, 2016. That is the last day everyone knew about him.” he says before placing his order. 

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Kristen leaves the cafe and immediately calls a friend. “Hey Karl, I need a favor from you. I know this will mess with your memories but I will have Ponk treat you for a month just for doing it.”

“What date do you want me to go back to?” Karl asks dreading the response. Going back in time always messed with his head.

“August 13, 2016. I need you to find a vigilante that goes by the name Destiny. He somehow made everyone forget about him and I need to know how. So please find him and where he lives and works. I can take the rest from there.” Kristen explains hoping that he will.

“Fine but I make no promises.” He says after a long pause.

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Karl knew that today was going to be off, he just didn’t know why. That was until he got a call from Kristen asking him to go back in time. He hated using that part of his power as it always seemed to mess with his mind and he doesn't know how to fix that. Kristen is very nice and helpful though… plus she said the Ponk would heal him for a month and no one could beat his healing… he thinks. So that's what he is going to do, he is going to go back in time and find someone that no one knows exists… this won't be hard at all.

I got up, told my fiances goodbye, put my costume on, and jumped through time. I was on top of a random buildings’ roof wondering where I should start the goose chase when I’m startled by someone talking behind me. “Oh, you're here. I guess it’s finally time then.” 

I turn around and see a kid definitely around 15… I think… His outfit seems both fragile and unbreakable. It seems to have stars and constellations as the design but it has some weird aspects of it. It seems to be the constellation is of a priestess looking to the sky, and from the headwear and position, it might actually be a high priestess. (The High Priestess Right-side up giving the bower of foresight.) The eye mask seems to be a tapestry showing the construction of a city. Then there is his belt that has hourglasses spinning on it, each one just slightly tilted than the last. The thing that throws me off the most though is how sad he sounds and looks. 

“I had been waiting for you for the last few weeks. I’m not allowed to stop being a vigilante till the day after I met you, Timewalker.” He said, and that can’t be possible. I won't debut for another two years. “Oh sorry, It’s technically Karl right now, right? You're with your future fiances right now recovering from using your powers like this for the first time. Right?” 

How does he know this? No one knows about that. About how they died and I had to save them. “Who are you?” 

“Oh right, I never introduce myself. Hello, you can call me Destiny.” He says and I don’t know how to take this info. If this is really the person Kristen wants to know about then She might be going to be endanger. “Now I can guess why you're here but I don’t want people to know of me. I wish for a peaceful, quiet life. I thought I wanted fame and attention but I didn't. He was right about that.” I try to ask who he is but I can’t seem to form the words. “Look I’ll make you a deal. I fix your problem, you fix mine. Deal?” 

He extends his hand to shake it but I don’t even know what he’s talking about let alone what he wants. “What problems? I don’t accept deals without knowing what they're about.” Not after last time.

“Oh yeah, I forgot you already met Aries. That villain really makes making deals hard. Doesn’t he?” I don’t know how he knows about Aries but that just proves he is dangerous. “I want you to not tell anyone about me. In return, I’ll tell you how you can fix your memory problems.”

There is no way I heard that right, but there is nothing else he could have said. I should have thought about this… really I would have… but I’ve already forgotten how I met Sapnap and Quackity. So before I could even think my hand was in his and I was yelling “Deal!”

“I would be worried about this going so easily if it wasn’t meant to go like this.” That sounded like something I would say. Weirdly cryptic, saying nothing, and making no sense, but having so much meaning behind it. “So let me start with this. You, my dear friend, are one of the many hosts of the Time God himself. This first host, and head of you guys, is someone called Timedeo. He will be the one to help you.” 

“What do you mean by one of them? Wait, if he was the first one then how is he going to help me? Wouldn’t he be dead?” They all sounded like real questions to me but he just looked annoyed by me asking them.

“The Time God is a very unique one. Unlike the other host who has to worry about the now, the host for him has to worry about all periods of time. Timedeo is the head of you guys because he was the host for him over five thousand years ago. You all have the power to travel through time as only the Time God can. This will allow you guys to meet up and help each other.” The annoyance in his voice disappears as he continues the next part.

“The reason why you keep forgetting things is because time is a very sensitive thing. One wrong this said or done has lasting effects on the world. You could cause the worst thing to happen just because you reminded someone that the peanut butter has gone bad. Your actions have consequences.” He says this with a tone that says he is speaking from experience. As if this is a weight he knows all too well.

“Are you also a Time Gods’ host?” He just knows so much and seems to have dealt with its downsides too. I just have to know.

“No, something far worse I’m afraid. But it's fine, cause I’m just going to live a quiet life from now on. So don’t forget our deal you hear. You tell them nothing about me.”   I nod my head to let him know I won’t. “Good now go to the “Golden River” cafe on the 23rd and Shlatt av. on July 14th seven years from now at exactly 3:49 pm. When you get there knock three times real fast, twice slow, then five times normal speed, and finally wait six seconds and say “tumbleweed”. That is how you will meet them and fix your downsides.” He said all that in a way that made me believe this madness. Cause that is what this had to be. 

But if that was mad then what of me for listening to him? I traveled into the future, went to the restaurant, did the knock, and said the password. I don’t know why but I wasn’t shocked when it worked. As the door was opening I saw someone lean out and say “We just joked about making that our password. We didn’t even tell the system yet how in the world did you know it.”  and boy what a story that was.

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TimeDeo POV

Today was the same old day yet again. I had Five meetings to go to today, two of which I was leading, seven time problems to fix, and that… is… it… what the fuck is that question mark on nows to-do list. I should know all of now's plans but there is a big, bold, question on the list after the last meeting. That was not something I was looking forward to. Especially because that same question mark appeared in the same place for the next five weeks. What was going on here?

I can’t think about it for long though as I just don’t have the time to do that. I went to the first meeting and there was nothing important so I just sat there trying to figure this out. Then I had to go back in time and stop someone from driving drunk and killing the soon-to-be president. Next, the future to make sure someone killed the soon-to-be president. Then a meeting with the other newer Time gods and give them their five tasks. Fix two more problems saving the timeline. A meeting with the other vessels is up and Kristen sounded worried. This one was not boring as a vessel was found that not even I know about, and still don’t. Save the person that will invent the first vaccine. Have another boring meeting with normal boring people. Fix the last problem and now the last meeting with the other Time gods to see how their tasks went and if I have to fix those too, then of course the question mark that I still haven't figured out . 

“Ok, how did everyones Task go any problems?” I got a bunch of no problems and stuff like that. “Is there anything that anyone wishes to discuss while we are all here?” If not then I can try to find this unknown before it finds me.

“What if we had like a secret password to our meetings? Make them seem a bit more special.” one of the newer guys said. They have only been doing this for about seven hundred years. 

“We are told about this meeting by gods… the same one actually. How much more special do you want, and what would it even be?” I say thinking that would end this but I’m wrong about many things now aren’t I?

“All God meetings are like that and I don’t know how about… um… how about you knock three times real fast, twice slow, then five times normal speed, and finally wait six seconds and say “tumbleweed”. That could work… right?” 

Right as I was about to say how dumb that was… THAT SAME PASSWORD HAPPENED ON THE DOOR. So now I have to see who that is and how they know the password. I open the door slightly and lean out asking “We just joked about making that our password. We didn’t even tell the system yet how in the world did you know it.” What shocked me most was what he said next and what the question mark did next.

“Hello, I’m Karl. Are you Timedeo? I need to find him to help me with my memory problems that I have because I’m the vessel to some Time God and you're the first host for him so you know what you're doing and I don’t and I don’t want to forget about my fiancés again.” He says this all in one breath.

I was about to say how he can’t be a Time God cause if so I’d know he would be on my list but all I have on my list is… a… question… WHY DID IT CHANGE TO “HELP KARL JACOBS THE KNEW TIME GOD”??? WHY I’M I THE LAST ONE TO KNOW? I’M MEANT TO BE THE ONLY ONE THAT KNOWS! 

I take a breath and simply ask “How did you find that out?” 

“Well, that’s complicated. I went back in time from my present to try to find someone everybody forgot and they found me instead. They just want to live a peaceful normal life so I can’t say who or when, but they are the ones who told me about this meeting for the time gods and said I was one of them. They also told me about the knock. So I hopped into the past future and came here…” he looked nervous saying that. 

He’s probably expecting me not to have kept up… wait a minute… wants a peaceful life… I didn’t know about this event because of him… and he was sent back in time to find someone… it couldn’t be… could it… “Did Kristen ask this of you?” He answered me with a nod. Welp this kid is now the only one who knows about this new vessel other than techno. “Any chance you could tell me about them?”

“No, I can’t. Sorry, I’ve forgot about him. So I couldn’t tell you about him if I wanted to.” Anyone else would have believed that but I know better. If he did actually forget about him then he wouldn’t have remembered that he was the one that gave him the info about our meeting. You only forget things that could impact the timeline. I guess if you keep using it you could forget some of your own memories but they’d be your older ones, not the newer ones.

“That's fine. After we are done training you’ll slowly regain your memories. You can tell me then.” He starts to get a little nervous but excited. This should be a fun next few weeks.

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Karl spent the next few hours with Deo learning about his powers. The reason why he forgot about my deal with the Time God was so while he was learning his powers he’d have to deal with the consequences of his actions in a less dangerous way. He said his goodbyes then went off to tell Kristen what he “didn’t” find. He did make a deal after all. 

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Kristen POV (Yep it's happening)

After a minute I get a call back from Karl. Time travel is so handy when you want a quick reply. “I’m sorry Kristen but I think I’ve forgotten who they are, sorry. All I remember is that they want a quiet, peaceful life. They aren’t going to be a problem. Wish I could say more but…” and he hangs up after that. Well, that's the risk you take with Karl.

I went home to see my husband with his head in his hands. “What's wrong, my love?” It was probably something to do with work, crime, or the kids.

“I think there's something wrong with Techno but he won’t talk to me. Can you do it, babe? He’ll listen to you, they always do.” Aww he tries so hard, the poor thing. 

“I can try but first I’ll need to know what's going on. Care to share?” 

He nods his head and says “We were talking about this kid we are trying to recruit into our group because of his strong power, and Wilbur likes him. He got Wilbur and me believing he doesn't have a power till we saw him using it. Even Techno wanted Tommy to join.”

“Tommy from the cafe Fundy works at?”

“Yes that one, but when we went to talk about how annoying his whole “I’d join if I had a power” nonsense or his “I just want a quiet and peaceful life” stuff. When Techno said to leave it and left, and, as I said earlier, That was not what he wanted last time.”

It can't be… can it? That would be too perfect, but Gods do work in weird ways. I give him a kiss on the forehead and head up to see what's up with Techno. I knock on his door and say “He sweetie I have a quick question I was hoping for you to answer.”

When he opens the door I continue “Tommy is the God you fought, wasn’t he?” He quickly grabs my hands and pulls me into his room, shuts, and locks the door before looking back to me.

“OMG yes, how did you find out? I have been dying to find a way to tell you.” His poor face looks so relieved.

“Just luck I guess. A few conversations happen to be back to back, allowing me to see the connections.” His face looks like he wants to say something but can’t. This curse that stops him from talking about Tommy must really be getting to him. “But don’t worry, I’ll go deal with him.”

He grabs my hand and looks like he’s going to beg me not to before sighing and saying “Just be careful.” 

“I always am, love,” I say as I go back to the very cafe I was in before. Now that I think about it, this whole building is weird. How in the world did they allow this cafe to be neutral ground? They are still trying to undo the neutral grounds of las Nevadas. There is no way that they would let a cafe have that. Also, none of us Gods have ever heard of it. Wilbur was the one to find out about it and he's the only one without a true connection to a God. How did he pull that off?

“Hello, welcome to Fate Cafe. How can I… Grandma, what are you doing here?” Oh sweet Fundy he doesn't even know what's going on. 

“I’m just here to see Tommy. I have something that I need to discuss with him.” Why did he tense his shoulders? “Is something wrong?”

“This is what he meant by troublesome appointment. Look I’ll tell you where he is cuse he told me to.” How did he know I was coming here? “But you need to listen and respect his wishes ok. I owe him a lot and I hate that I brought this mess onto him. The worst part is I think he knows it was me too.” What does he mean? “You can find him on top of the Redstone shop next to the park. The one owned by Sam.”

I thank him and head to the destination. When I get on the roof before I can even look around I hear a deck of cards being shuffled. When I look I see that the culprit is Tommy sitting on the edge facing the park. “It's a great day to be out isn’t it Kristen the Primordial Goddess of Death.”

“It seems you have me at a disadvantage Tommy the something God of something. Mind filling in the blanks for me.” He just laughed at that. 

“Listen you might not like it but the meetings are helpful. They were not only made to teach the powers and responsibilities but to help shoulder the responsibilities as well. So even if you do know what you're doing then we can still take some of the weight off of you. You don’t have to do this alone.” Hopefully, this will help. A vessel on their own can do a lot of harm if not taken care of properly.

“Ok, Kristen then humor me. If you do, I will tell you my title. Your power lets you see when people die, so you must be accustomed to it then. Other there on the bench is a sixteen-year-old girl named Riley, and over there on the swing is a fourteen, almost fifteen, year old boy named Daren. Now tell me which one dies today.” He looks at me for the first time with a look that just begging for me to understand him.

This is something I can do though so It shouldn’t be a problem. I look at the girl and don’t see her dying soon so it must be… the… boy… wait he’s not dying soon either. That means this was a trick question, but why ask me this if he knew my power? Is this his way of reaching out for help? “The answer is neither. I just checked and I didn't see them dying. They are not fated to die this day.” 

He gives me a sad look as I say that. It looks like I gave an answer he didn’t want. “You misunderstood the question. I said which one dies today, not which one is going to die today. I was not looking for a fact but a decision. Choose which one dies, Riley or Daren. One of them will die but we must choose who.” what is he saying… he can’t be serious. “Oh, and there is a correct answer.”

“Why do we have to choose? Just let them both live!”

“Can’t that be a negative outcome. We need a positive one.”

“And killing one of those kids gets us a positive outcome?”

“By a lot actually.”

“You can’t be serious. There's no way to make this choice. Stop with this game.”

“It's not a game.”

“Then what is it?” 

“MY RESPONSIBILITY! These are the choices that I have to make daily, and you said you can help me so help me. Which one has to die to keep the number positive.” His voice gets sadder as he speaks.

“Cause if they both live then the killer will be able to kill twenty-eight more people before retiring, never getting caught might I add, and getting eight copy cats that will kill an average of twenty people each. Eight of them would have gone into fields that would have saved hundreds each.” His eyes start to get glossy.

“If Daren dies then Riley will see it but not be able to remember enough and they won’t catch him, he will only kill ten more people and get only three copy cats that kill an average of fifteen each. Six of which go into fields that save hundreds” A single tear falls.

“If Riley dies then Daren will see it and he will remember everything crystal clear and they will catch the killer but he won’t know why he can remember it perfectly till four years later when he kills his high school sweetheart and sees how much he loves it. He will not have prepared though so he will immediately get caught and go to jail his whole life.” His face hardens.

“So she has to die to save hundreds of people. She has no value alive. The world is a better place with her not in it.” How can he say that with a straight face?

“How dare you say that! You don’t even know her!”

“Riley Tomsin gave up her fifth birthday so all of that money would go to the neighbors cause they couldn’t afford anything. So her presents were the food, necessities, and rent/medical bills that they helped pay for. At age ten she started a whole program at her school to help people with powers deemed ‘scary’ or ‘evil’ so they had a safe place, which helped the other kids see that they weren’t bad, preventing three different supervillains and made six heroes instead. She is currently trying to go to college so she can become a scientist to cure the disease that killed her mother last year, while doing what she can to help her father and little brother.” his face saddens a bit more, letting his real feeling through. 

“I know everything about her, but I can’t save her. The best I can do is help make sure her family is ok and someone curses that disease. Which one of those people from earlier will.”

“If you can make all that happen then why can’t you save them? Just make a choice that everyone can be happy.”

“There is a reason that fairy tales end happily ever after because that is a fairy tale. There is no such thing as happily ever after.”

“How do you know?”

“I’ve tried. I went out to help people. I was a vigilante named Destiny, but I soon learned that the world likes to be balanced out. So no good deed goes unpunished and no ill will unrewarded. I made one mistake and almost died, but I am too important to die so my power kicked in and gave me the best outcome where I live. The only way that would work though is by having my parents die instead. They came out to look for me thinking I ran away, turned the counter, and was hit by the attack that was meant for me. That was the day I learned that I can’t help everyone so I have to settle for almost everyone.” That was when he cried for real. “So I want a peaceful life so no one else has to get hurt for my stupid whims.”

“I’m so sorry for your loss.” I hand him a napkin for his tears.

“It’s fine. That was a long time ago. Well, a promise is a promise. My full title is Tommy the Ancient God of Fate. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

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This wasn’t new to Tommy. He has been in this situation more than you’d think. “Did you say Ancient? How? They all died from arrogance.” 

“That is actually a big misunderstanding taken from the first opinion and the seconds misinterpreted words.” Tommy sighs as he explains this process again. Why he does he can’t say. Maybe it's that look in her eye pleading to know, to understand, to help me. “The Ancient Araziel, he created everything in this world, from the smallest rocks to the biggest planet. Then the Ancient Evaline, she created all the living things, from the smallest animal to the biggest tree. The Ancient Fate, they make sure that everything goes the way it's meant to.”

“Yes, the jobs of the first Ancients Araziel to the last Ancient Fate is well known, But that doesn't explain this misunderstanding.” Kristen said.  

“Will you let me finish my story damn.” Tommy says in a tone slightly too dull for someone mad about being unexpectedly cut off. “Arazriel hated humans, the prized creation of Evaline. He said they were pests, parasites that will consume their life and give nothing back. He begged Fate to get rid of them, but Evialine begged them to make sure they prospered. So Fate made it so humans would not be guaranteed life but could achieve it if they tried.” 

Kristen listened to every word that fell off his lips. She knew that knowledge like this could be found nowhere else. “Araziel refused to use a human as a host. He said that he would never die. He was the one incharge of creating things on a universal scale, humans could imitate him but never replace him. He died three days later.” Tommy stopped to laugh a bit. Kristen couldn’t understand how he could laugh at something like this.

“Then there was Evialine. She loved humans so much that she told everyone that it was an honor for us gods to be allowed to use humans as a vessel. Not an honor for the humans but the gods, But then humans started creating life of their own. They made hybrid plants and animals. The more they made the weaker she got. Even so she never stopped loving them. Which is why everyone was confused that on her deathbed she said ‘I would never take a human as a vessel. They do not deserve it.’ it seemed even she thought she was above humans.” Tommy did not laugh at this but he still had a smile on his face. Yet again Kristen could not understand this.

“Last we have Fate, my god. They are an emotionless god, so they could neither love nor hate the humans. They were also confused by what their sister had said. How could you love something and think of them as unworthy. They soon learned what she meant. You see your goddess and my god have one thing in common. They may grow weak but they will almost never die.” Tommy stopped talking seconds before Kristen opened her mouth to interrupt with her question.

“Wait, what do you mean by that,” Kristen couldn’t help but ask.

“No matter how many times death takes a vessel she never changes.” Kristen took a sec to realize that. “She does this because Evialine asked her to look after the new vessels, so she makes sure to pick someone loving, caring, kind, and thoughtful and not someone more death themed. You were not chosen to help them live because no matter what happens everything dies. She may get weak but will never die.”

“That makes sense… and you say fate is like this too??? How???” 

Tommy replies just a little too quickly for it to feel natural. “Someone once said that ‘I think it may be true that Fortune is the arbiter of half of our actions, but that she still leaves the other half of them, more or less, to be governed by us.’ He says that humans have control over half of their actions, and if they prepare right, people can make plans to minimize the damage a bad turn of Fortune could cause.” Tommy takes a second before continuing. “So no matter what people do they can only tamper with fate but never control it. So my god will only grow weak but never die.”

“Then why did they take a host?”

“While they never meant to. I just kinda used my half of Fate and that's all.” he says with a laugh that sounded a bit too happy to be truly a real one.

“But as I was saying, Fate learned what Evialine meant when he met me. You see Ancients have so many responsibilities that fall on them, and would fall on you guys if they did not. If I did not do this then you and Deo would have to work together to plan the deaths of everyone, and till you know what you're doing you’d probably have to see the same person die a few times before you get it right. So when Evialine said ‘Humans didn’t deserve it.’ she meant it in the way an innocent person doesn't deserve to be tortured then killed. It wasn’t fair to put the humans through it.” 

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“But hey I get why you look at me with pity and contempt. I feel the same way. I mean I just said the world is better with her not in it.” Tommys’ eyes begin to cry but he doesn't seem aware of this fact. “But it's not like I don’t atone and repent. I repent by making sure their wishes can come true, and I atone by watching them die.”

“What” Kristen says with concern and horror.

“I am no better than the killer so why should I be able to sleep in peace. I do not lack empathy like the killer so this act will haunt me. I will see them when I close my eyes and hear them when it is quiet. But i will not tell them this when I die. My suffering does not change the fact they died.” 

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“Tommy-”

“And here I thought that I finally could go to someone. My god told me to go so I did and this is what happened. It's almost like they like it when I get hurt. But hey they did warn me that you wouldn’t understand. They told me but I still insisted. That's why he gave me this card today. “Judgment” reversed, it means lack-of-self awareness, indecisiveness, and self-doubt. They were telling me to question my decision. But hey atlas they gave him this card to fix it as well. Do you mind if I show you what this card means to me?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well it has to do with my power and I know you're not stopping me from using it on you but I want to repay your kindness by asking first.”

“Oh, yes please show me.”

“Alright then I hope next time you will be able to understand me”

“Wha-”

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Kristen POV

“Hello, welcome to Fate Cafe. How can I… Grandma, what are you doing here?” Oh sweet Fundy he doesn't even know what's going on. 

“I’m just here to see Tommy. I have something that I need to-” I'm interrupted by my phone ringing. 

“You should answer that I could be important.”

“Kristen It happened again. Someone who isn’t a time god just rewinded time back a few minutes. We need to act fast inorder to find them.” he hangs up before I can reply. 

“Well looks like I will have to reschedule this for another time.” Kristen says as she leaves.

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Fundys’ POV

I watch as my grandma walks out the door of the cafe and I let out a sigh. Tommys’ prediction was right. Another hour or so passes and Tommy walks through the door. “Hey Fundy, how’d it go?”

“Well I did what you said. ‘If someone comes in looking for me tell them unless they get interupted by their phone then tell them to answer that instead.’ and it happened. Someone came in looking for you but their phone rang so.” Fundy said with a terrible Tommy impression. 

“Good why don’t you head home early for the day. I actually need to close the shop to get everything ready for delivery tomorrow.”

“I can stay to help if you want” he must have heard my unspoken question as he smiled at me.

“I’m alright. I promise.” but I didn’t miss the way he slightly flinched evenever he blinked, or the way he was filling the room with noise.

“Ok if you say so.” I grab my things to go right as the TV in the corner plays a breaking news about a murder in a park nearby.

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Hi everyone, it has been a while since my last update. I believe that my reasons as personal as they are are not information you have the right to cuse I just stopped writing... and I'm glad to see that you all seem to agree as your comments are about my well-being and not the story or when I'm going to explain myself. What I believe you have the right to though is an explanation at best a summary at worst. So here it is.

I've been trying to move out of a not-so-great living situation, I got Covid, had to cover a lot of shifts for people at work, recently got into my first relationship (cringe), and honestly some much more that I can't quite remember it all. 

I haven't forgotten this work though as I still love it and am going to finish it. I just didn't want my bad mental health to affect the chapters, especially because of how angsty the current chapters are and are going to be or push out something half-assed because I just didn't have the time for it.

I am doing a lot better now though and I am working on the next chapter as I upload this.

I wish I could tell you that my updates will be more often but I don't think I'll be able to until I move out. 

I hope you all stick with me through this awful ride and see what fate has in store for me.

Love you all. Till the next post. Use your fate.

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Given the fact that I know what's happening, I know today isn’t Hermit. I open my eyes to see Strength reversed. Meaning insecurity, inadequacy, and vulnerability. I get out of bed the second I see that and grab my special box of tarot cards. Opening the box I throw all the cards out into the air where they all start circling me. Each one shows a drawing of a blond faceless soldier standing in the rubble of a city with his head cast downwards.

“Is this a joke to you?” I scream at the cards. “Vulnerability? Really, after yesterday you want me to try again. ‘Just be patient, it will work out one day’. When?” the cards atlas have the decency to stand still with their blank expression. The drawings never moving.

“That was the seventy-fourth time you told me to talk to Kristen.” Rage is the only emotion in his voice. “That was the seventy-fourth time she looked at me like I was a monster.” Greif replaced the rage. “That was the seventy-fourth time she reminded me that I can’t join them.” The best way to explain the emotion that replaced the grief had to be acceptance. He sounded as if that is what it was, is, and will be.

The cards shake and spin as fast as they can, anything to get Tommy’s attention. Hoping to cheer him up. Fate did not understand this action themselves but they did it nonetheless. Having got his focus the soldier lifted his head up towards the sky with a group of figures behind him, off to avenge their home.

 “It will work you say? But how many more times must I get my hopes up? How much more are they going to be crushed? I know this is entirely my fault, you were never meant to have a vessel. I was the one who interfered, choosing this life. But you promised you could grant me wishes, my desires, and I wished for a quiet, peaceful life. What part of this is peaceful?” The drawing drops its head, not having an answer to the question asked of them, and the people behind him disappear, leaving him alone yet again.

“But like I said, I’m the one who asked for this. The job of fate must come first. So if you need me to, then I have no choice but to try again over and over.” It's quiet for a bit after that. The cards not being able to respond in a way that can help only lowers the soldiers' heads more. 

“Just… just get back in the box. I can’t be late for work. Ranboo needs me for something important.” Tommy says as he leaves the room. He doesn't pay the cards a looks as he closes the door, knowing they will be in his bag before he leaves.

Sure enough, after Tommy finished setting up the shop and put two cups on the table in front of him Ranboo ran into the store saying “Tommy, I need your help.” walking straight into the back and sitting down in front of his cup. Ranboo had learned not to question how Tommy knows what he knows. Instead, he’s just happy that his friend is always ready to help.

“What's the problem? Surely it’s nothing I, the biggest man around, can't fix.” Ranboo smiles at this knowing it's just his way of lighting the mood.

“I was hoping we could talk about a job possibility…” Ranboo fidgeted in his seat.

“Is this your way of saying you're leaving? If so this a horrible way to start.” Tommy responded with a laugh.

“No, no I’m not leaving. I just thought… that we could… um… use another person helping with the store.” Ranboo says almost too quietly.

“Ok,” Tommy says with a revived smile. He was truly worried his employee (read: friend) was leaving.

“Ok? Just like that?” Ranboo asked thinking, for some reason, that this would be a bit harder.

“If you think we need more help then we do. I trust your judgment.” Ranboo looks relieved and is about to continue his next line of questioning until Tommy says “So call your friend here and I’ll give them a job.”

“What, but I… how?”

“Let me stop you there. I just know you and know that you wouldn't bring getting help up in this way if it wasn’t for someone you know.” 

Ranboo couldn’t help but smile feeling the last bit of tension leave him. He sometimes forgets just how great of a friend Tommy is, once you get passed his self-proclaimed greatness.

“Thank you. His name is Tubbo, he is my roommate now actually so I’ll make sure he gets here on time, and he’s a really great person… if he likes you.” He adds the last part sheepishly.

“Then it’s a good thing everyone loves me.” and there is the trademarked signature Tommy smile. “So give him a call already.”

Ranboo called him and introduced us. The inter time Tubbo was just quietly staring at me. The more he stared the more confused and excited he got. I wish Ranboo luck then took Tubbo to the back to get everything situated, and that my friends is how we got here, to a small man looking and acting like we’ve known each other for years. We barely got passed names and pronouns when he claimed I was alright. 

“Just thought I should tell you now, my power is called downfall. It lets me know the best way to destroy anything.” a smirk ever present on his face.

“That includes people too I presume.” his smirk turned into a full-blown grin.

“What makes you think that?”

“The way you were quietly watching and analyzing me earlier. With just the few minutes I’ve met you I can tell that's not how you normally are.” Tubbo looks like he can no longer contain his excitement. “So what did it say about me?”

“In short, error. It would give me a way to take you down, going through the motions, then tell me it wouldn’t work and try again. But no matter how many things my power suggested nothing worked. Even now it still can’t find something that would work. So I got to know, what is your power for it to be so versatile?”

“Sorry to disappoint but I’m part of the unlucky few born with the medical condition making me powerless.” here comes the denials, accusations, and prodding.

“And yet my power still doesn’t work on you. SO COOL.” Tubbo shakes in excitement.

“What? You're just believing me when it makes more sense for me to be lying?” The confusion is clear in Tommy's voice.

“Well yeah, If you're telling the truth then that's it, and if you're lying then you have a reason to do so. Neither of those scenarios changes the fact that my power STILL can’t find a way to beat you. I swear that I will take you down one day.” He says with so much glee in his voice that it's hard to see this as any more than a game and not the threat that it is.

“Well, I wish you luck with that. For now, though take your apron and go learn the ropes from Ranboob out there.”

“Aye aye caption.” He says with a mock salute and left. Work is going to get a lot more hectic… and fun I guess.

Purple comes in right as I'm getting ready to leave. “And where are you going?”

“Like I do every month around this time, going to a business meeting with the benefactors and sponsors and big man shit like that.”

“So then why are you going?” purple laughs out.

“You know what purp your right. I’m not a big man who can handle all those numbers and stuff. Which means that I must also have messed up the numbers in your paycheck. I think I’m paying you too much.”

“No, no I was just joking and it was a really poor joke at that. You are a big man… The biggest man I know.” Purple rambles out nervously. He has heard enough stories about an angry Tommy.

“Oh, I see. Well then I’m off, Ranboo is in charge till I get back.” I say as I leave for my next location Las Navades. 

I enjoy a quiet walk till I hear a friendly voice call out to me. “Hello, Tommy from Fate Cafe. Are you here for our deal?” Slimecicle asks.

“Yes, I am,” I say taking out a plain deck of tarot cards. What deal you may be asking well it's simple. I give Charlie here a reading and he lets me use a meeting room for an hour without telling anyone that I'm here and using it. Why would I do this is also a simple answer. It’s to explain away my cafe being neutral ground. No one would question it if they thought that the Jester himself was invested in my cafe. It also helps that he eats there.

“Justice right-side up, The Devil right-side up, and Judgment revised. Now the guidance card to lead you in the right path, Strength right-side up.” I finish laying the cards out in front of him. Accountability, Temptation, and Impracticality followed by Diplomacy. Someone close will try to betray you guys but through getting rid of them you will form better convictions with someone else.”

“Thank you for the info Tommy from Fate Cafe. Right this way to the meeting room.” He smiles and walks me down the same path as always.

As I enter the empty room I say “Remember wait a bit after I leave to bring up the info I gave you.”

“Of course Tommy. Have fun in your meeting.”

I spent the next hour alone scrolling through my phone and feeling my tarot cards buzzing with power. I just hope it’s not something too annoying for me later.

I get up and make my way back to the cafe. My deck just keeps buzzing and stays that way till I get back to work seeing a stressed-out Ranboo and Purple while Tubbo is tinkering with the coffee machine. “I fixed it,” He says excitedly.

“It wasn’t broken,” Purple informed.

“If it wasn’t broken then how did you fix it Tubbo?” I asked causing all of them to jump in shock not hearing me enter.

“Well if I know every way to destroy something then the paths I don’t know can only fix or upgrade it. So I fixed it by making it better of course,” he says matter of factly.

“I appreciate that but get permission from me or Ranboo before you do that next time.”

“Ok,” Tubbo goes on like nothing happened.

That's pretty much how work went. Served customers, some heroes, and villains, Tubbo begged to ‘fix’ some more things, shift change where Ranboo dragged Tubbo out as Fundy walked in, and now the night shift.

Everything was fine except my cards where now not just buzzing but shaking, and that couldn’t be good so I closed up shop. After everything is all looked up I let my mind go blank as I just walk. Turning down this street, crossing that one, and so on. Not having a specific direction just trusting Fate. 

That is how I found myself watching Dream, Blaze, and 404 (aka Error) fighting Ender, and he is losing… badly. Ok, that’s fine I’ll just give him a bit of help. I focus on today's power “What’s mine is yours” and give Ender some power, Just enough for him to see what his power can really do. What he can achieve on his own with train, he just needed help getting there. 

His body becomes a complete abyssal black and his immediate area gets a bit darker. This catches him off guard stopping him from teleporting around to look at himself. This gives Blaze the perfect chance to shoot a ball of fire at him. 

In his distraction, Ender forgot to teleport and just lifted his hands to cover his face from the blast… but it never happened. “Since when can you consume other things in shadows?” Blaze asks annoyed. Ender looks at his hands in surprise, then points one at Blaze thinking about the fireball he absorbed out from his hand a small shadow spreads out and the fireball shoots toward Blaze. 

With this Ender has a way to defend and attack balancing the fight till he’s able to escape. This is a good thing cause we have a big order coming up and I can’t have Ranboo being arrested on me now, can I?

With that I make my way home and Enjoy a good nice sleep. Hoping that tomorrow will by a better day.

Chapter Text

Name: Ranboo

Occupation: Cafe worker, Vigilante Ender

Power: Path to the Void

Power Description: Allows him to slip into the endless void and reappear elsewhere. Due to outside interference, he is learning how to send other things through the void.

Blessing of ████: No one can predict what he does or his future except for Tommy. (Doesn't have yet)

Name: Tubbo

Occupation: Cafe worker, Vigilante Nuke 

Power: Downfall

Power Description: It lets him know the best way to destroy anything. Be it an object or person. He has also learned how to use his power to build things by just not listening to what his power says to do.

Blessing of ████: No one can predict what he does or his future except for Tommy. (Doesn't have yet)

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Today hasn’t even started and it ALREADY SUCKS . The card of the day is none other than “Wheel of Fortune” revered. This means stuff like, ‘clinging to control’ or ‘external circumstances’. So they are either blaming me for non-changes or something not connected to me will affect me in some way. But the worst part is I NOW HAVE BAD LUCK ALL DAY. Like… what the fuck! Can’t I have just one day…

Welp, no use crying over spilt milk. I get up and get ready for the day, and I only break three glass cups. Then head downstairs to start the day… or I would if the key didn’t break in the lock. With nothing else to do but sigh and call Ranboo. He picks up after the second ring. “Ranboo” 

“God, I can hear the puppy dog eyes from here.” Ranboo sighs in defeat and says. “Why do they still work even though I can’t see them”

“Ranboo, the key broke in the lock,” Tommy said still keeping his puppy dog eyes up.

“OK, I'll be there in a bit to open the door for you.” Ranboo gives a small laugh before adding “I better be rewarded for coming in so early.”

“I’ll give you a pastry for free.”

“You already let us have some pastry for free.”

“Then I don’t see what the problem is.”

After a few minutes, a very awake and prepared Ranboo is practically dragging a sleeping Tubbo. The second Tubbo sees Tommy though he jumps up and runs at him. His eyes scanned all over him yet again looking for a way to destroy him. “There may be more options than there were yesterday, but they still all fail.” The light of happiness never leaves his eyes.

“The doors open now, let's get the shop ready today. Oh, and Tommy”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t touch anything that could break.”

“You do know that I’m your boss right?”

“Yet everyone comes to me with all their questions and problems.”

Tommy stares at him for a bit to let that sentence kick in, which makes Tubbo laugh and say “Ranboo wins this round.”

They all laugh as they get ready for the day… and Ranboo only had to bring one spare coffee machine from the back. Tommy was however banned from touching anything again though.

external circumstances

That was what the card meant. Forces outside my control have interfered with my life. How do I know that you may ask well… Around noon none other than Kristen walks in with Techno behind her. They order a drink from Ranboo and then sits in the corner in the far back. Not even a minute later and four more people came in order and sat with them, The names they gave for the drinks were Drista, Punk, Foolish, and Deo. The same Deo I sent Karl to. 

They're having their fucking vessel meeting in my cafe. A meeting that I have no say in or control over in my shop. I technically have no choice but to attend. The look Techno is giving me just screams ‘I didn’t set this up but I have won.’ I reflexively put my hand on my deck ready if needed. Techno quickly looks away after that, not what I was going for but I’ll definitely take it. 

The longer they are here and talking the more my skin itches. The itch only leaves when my hand is on my deck. The problem with that is every time I do that Techno flinches and that draws too much attention. So I have no choice but to let the itch grow. Then the Itch becomes a burn. The more they talk the more it burns, is it something they are talking about? Is it  ████ messing with me? I don’t know and I don’t have time to tell. All I can do now is draw a card and hope it gets rid of the burning sensation.

“The Tower” reversed, the power of Fortification. The power, however useful with his bad lock, was just to fix the uncomfortable feeling. It would have worked too… if Techno didn’t see this and go pale as a ghost. That Table goes silent at that. My luck may be bad today but █████’ C̷̰̗̐̾͝ų̸͇͆͋̀r̵̭͉̎̂͌s̴̪̞̗͠ȩ̸͗̈́͝ should still stop this from happening. 

Kristen walks up to the counter “Can I have a glass of cold water for my son?”

“Yes, of course,” I say as I grab a glass, fortifying it first, then filling it with ice and cold water. Kristen thanked me and left to give it to Techno. He looks at it for a second before downing it one would poison. He must have seen me use my power on the glass and was afraid of what I did to it. 

That only made more problems as, what was his name again, Punk started to talk and look Techno over. He seems to be using his power to do so. Some kind of analyzing skill? His he a vessel of a knowledge god or a medical one? Will it just check him physically or is his mentality a part of it too? There are too many unknowns. Should I have Ranboo take over? No, if I do that Techno will relax, and then they’d find out that It’s me stressing him out. It’s only a short jump from figuring out that I’m the vessel they’re looking for. 

I’m completely stuck with no way out. I’m going to kill  ████ them next time I see them. After they tell me why their curse isn’t working. Wait, is their curse not working? It’s never not worked before. So if it is in fact working then… what am I to get out of this???

Should I ask the deck? Wait, the deck… The itch/burn that left… the card that was drawn… The Tower reversed … NO! NO! NO! NO!

Delaying the inevitable, avoiding truth, and embracing transition.

We just went throw this. It hasn’t even been a week, and they want me to go again. To fail again. TO BE LOOKED AT LIKE I’M A MONSTER AGAIN. (Tommy doesn’t realize that his breathing is starting to quicken) No, no I won’t allow that. Not this soon. Give me time to recover, please. Why must I suffer repeatedly? I didn’t ask for this. (Tommy doesn't realize that he is griping the counter a little to tightly) I just wanted to help. How was I supposed to know that It would lead to this? I wasn’t warned about the isolation or the disdain. (Tommy doesn't realize as a tear or three slip through) I can’t handle this back to back. Just give me a bit. That’s all I ask. Is that too much? (Tommy doesn't realize as Punk uses his power on him) I’m just a person. I’m just one person. I’m… I’m just… I’m just a… (Tommy doesn't realize Drista walking up to the counter) I’m just a kid.

“Hey, are you ok?” Drista whispers “Is it one of my friends over there? I have no problem asking them to leave. Just say the word.” she does her best to give of a comforting simple and aura. This is very hard for the god of chaos.

Breaking out of his distress he puts on his best customer simple (Drista doesn't comment about how it's small and shaky at best) “Oh no, You guys are fine. Please stay and relax. Why don’t I give you guys a few pastries on the house for causing a scene and making you guys feel uncomfortable.” Tommy is already putting some treats into a bag before he even gets to the offer.

“It’s fine really,” Drista said but couldn’t get Tommy to take back the snacks. “Just take care.” She walks back over to the group and quietly yells at them for scaring the employee and that it’s time to leave.

The all leave shortly after that, all with quite goodbyes and apologetic looks. Tommy doesn't remember much of his shift. He vagally remembers talking with Dream, insulting some vigilant, and rejecting Angle again but that's it. He sighs as he lays down for bed. Before he nods off the last thing he thinks about is how he got in the situation in the first place. With the words “I’m just a kid” ringing in this ears.

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??? POV

Death is a peaceful thing, Dying though is not. I stare down at the world my Brother and Sister loved. I feel no such thing for it though. My brother and sister died for it. Yet I don’t hate it either. I feel nothing at all. There is no need for feeling, I just gets in the way. Nothing but logic for %100 of half. That's all I am. 

So I stare at the world and think. The pain I feel has reached its peak. The only cure is a host but I won’t get one. That is what the world shows. A host just isn’t in store for me. That means that my best hope is to live in this world for a bit and hope to adapt to the changes it makes. 

I do not feel fear though, why would I when I know I will not die? I am a fundamental of all things. %100 of half. Fear is another emotion that is useless to me. Why would I fear anything when I know what each action leads to?

So I walk among the people of this world. A body that’s average and forgettable in every way. The moment I leave your vision I’d be forgotten. Even if you could remember me it would just be vague details.

I hold my side as I walk down the sidewalk. Never staying in one place too long or better put in sight or long. I see all kinds of people on my walk. All destined for many things but will most likely never live them.

Many people look at me, but none do more than look away without a care. People are like that everywhere. They would never do anything that could inconvenience them without outside intervention. 

‘Makes it better for me though’ I think as I walk slowly into an alley to rest out of sight from a child with bright blue eyes for a bit. ‘I won’t have to talk to them and answer questions about life and the future like in the past. Humans always want to know too much.’ I finish my thought as I sit down. I am now where I need to be according to the law of the world. The other %100 of half must be at fault for me not knowing. I’m sure I’ll know why in a second.

“Do you need help?” A young voice asked. I look up to see the same kid as earlier. He should have forgotten about me. “I can call someone for you if you need me to.” He looks at me with innocent eyes. His motives are unclear. I’ll just look at his future and see what he has in store for his life… That's weird… there's a path that I can not see. “You have been holding your side for a while now, Do you need me to call an ambulance?” 

“Why are you here? You don’t know me or have any reason to help.” I ask what I think is a reasonable question but he looks at me confused with his head slightly tilted to the right.

“Cause you look like you need help and helping people is the right thing to do.” He says like it's common knowledge. “And I want to help everyone I can.”

“I’m fine. This isn’t something you could help with.” a host isn’t in the cards for me so there is nothing he could do.

“You don’t know that. What if I had a healing power? Did you think of that?” he said with what I think is a pout.

“You don’t. You don’t have any power. You were born without any.” I say thinking it would get him to just leave but instead, his eyes go wide with what I think is assessment…  not feeling emotion is making guessing his hard to do.

“You're right. How did you know?”

“I know a lot of things. Past, Present, and Future.” I say knowing he’ll take the bait. He will ask about his future and I’ll scare him away with the info he asked for but shouldn’t have known.

“That's so cool! Then that means you know,” Here it comes, “how I can help you.” 

What… “What?”

“If you know the future then you’ll know what I can do to help you.” 

He's not wrong. I do know how he can help me but it's not written in the story for me. I just can’t wrap my head around one thing though. “That's what you want to know? What about your future, your love life, or anything else? I heard about something called the lottery, wouldn’t you rather know one of those things?” 

“Yes, cause your hurt and need help right now so that’s what we should focus on.” 

I can’t help but laugh at that. “There is only one way to completely help me but that isn’t in the future for me. I will have no host to restore me.”

“Then I’ll be your host.” He says as if it’s that simple. 

“We don’t even know each other, and you don’t even know what being a host is or entails.”

He holds out his small hands “My name is Tommy Innit, I’m 10, I want to help people, make a bunch of friends, and I’ll be your host whatever that entails if that means it will help you.”

I try to find another way to get him to leave when I notice all the paths before him disappear and leave only the one I can’t see. The only option that I can’t control. The %100 I am not. This kid has destroyed his one future to be my host. There is nothing I can do but give in.

I grab his hand and say “My name is Fate, I control unknown reactions that humans can not see or control, it is my job to keep the world moving as the last primordial siblings, and I will accept you as my host.”

With that, I disappear into his head. Where we will begin to synchronize together. This would normally take a week or so but because he is so young and I wave so much devine power it ends up being three months in and out of hospitals. His body stays weak for another three keeping him from going out. His adoptive parents do what they can but unfortunately, until we finish synching up there is nothing that can be done.

He stays in bed talking to me and practicing the powers he got through me. Always asking questions but never about his fate or others… not even of the future. Stuff about his powers is to be expected, it's the other ones that I don’t understand.

“Is your name Fate or is that just your title?”    

“Both”

“What's your gender?”     

“I don’t believe I have one.”

“Ok, so are your preferred pronouns They/Them?”   

  “That is how I am referred to.”

“What's your happiest memory?”   

“I don’t know if I have one.”

“Really? Why?”   

“I do not feel any emotion.”

“Well, then I’ll try to help you feel them and know what they feel like.”

He spent the next four and a half hours talking about every emotion he knew of, how it made him feel and then thought of something that made him feel that way so I could feel it through him.

Tommy is twelve when his body becomes nearly completely synchronized with my divine energy. He has about %75 of my energy he can use and he called down my divine item and it stays here. No one has ever been able to keep a divine item here for more than five hours or so. How is this possible? Did the fact that he went through puberty with divine energy in his system have something to do with this? His body was already changing so did it change to also allow the divine energy to  flow through his body easier and more effectively? No one has ever had a host this young so it could be that.

Tommy asked me to help him save people. He uses The Magician Upright’s power of creation to create a vigilante suit from the same material of the box that holds my tarot cards. Allows him to hold onto an aspect of a power he has drawn to keep and use as long as it's linked to the suit. It of course isn’t as strong as using the card but still helpful. The healing powers of Death can be used to regenerate limbs but if Death is attached to the suit it can only help stuff like small cuts.

This is what he asks of me so I will help to make him happy… Why do I want to make him happy? Probably because he is my host. So I guide him to people that need help. Warn him when he is in danger. Every close call gets my heart racing… why???

He cries the first time someone has to die for the betterment of the world… it’s… unpleasant???

I altered fate so there would be an extra pop tart in the box so he would have one when he went looking… I don’t know why… That did nothing for the world, just Tommy. My chest feels light and warm.

I tried to tell him not to go out today, but he went anyway. That's how we end up running from a guy with fire powers. He’s going to kill Tommy and that can’t happen. So I’ll have my powers to save him. Fate’s Favorite activities to find the best outcome for him. That's when we hear it. “Tommy, where are you? Please come home.” his mother yelling from the car… the car that gets between us… right as the guys use his power… the fire hits the car… the gasoline lights and explodes. Killing the villain, and his parents. It was the only way to save him. There was nothing I could do. 

The scream Tommy unleashes twists my guts. His never-ending tears stabs my heart. I don’t know what is happening but I hate it. I try to explain what happened… like I’m on trial and know I’m guilty but I did nothing wrong… I saved him the only way I could. I tell him about Fate’s Favorite ability. He cuts me off... That power was renamed into Fate’s Curse.  

He wants a way out of being a hero and to live a quite happy life. I’m quick to give it to him. Anything to stop him from hating me… what? I… I… I don’t….

I let him know about Karl and how he will need to deal with him first. I tell him what to say and everything… I shouldn’t…. But he…. I give him The Hermit Reversed and help him make everyone forget about Destiny the vigilante forever and attach it to his suit.

I don’t know what is happening to me. I don’t know why I feel light when Tommy's happy or like I’m dying again when he’s sad. What I do know Is that I will make his wish come true… I owe it to him… I get it now sister… I’m sorry.