Xephos. A man of space. Someone who weaves time, know everything, and makes clones. Xephos sees all these clones interact with each of her, and they have all their memories erased. That's how they move on. They forget, and live life in the present.

Xephos doesn't forget. He will never forget. He will live a life: carrying the burden of a secret. A deep explanation. Everyone changes, but Xephos stays the same. He has to. He is a born leader, but he is just a puppet. He is infinite-he is invincible-he is crucial. He regulates and controls the story lines. He knew everything from the start. He is an actor in a real-life show. His life is pitiful, and he will forever look at people. He is forever bound to go along with stories. He is alone.

Lomadia was once with him, travelling through time and space. But she was lost. Xephos made himself believe. He pleaded authors of all kinds to bring back his dear Lomadia. They all refused. Heartless bastards. (AN: ...)

It was sad. Xephos looked towards the two love birds, Nano and Lalna, meeting yet again. He guessed this was his cue. YogsPika would be sighing upon him from where ever she was.

"Heya-erm I mean... Good day, Sir and Miss."Xephos bowed deeply to hide his slight smirk.

The pair looked startled, and immediately drew their swords. Xephos out his hands up in surrender."Woah, woah!! What's this?! What the actual fudge is this, YogsPika?!"He whispered the last bit.

"Hey guys, It's okay. I'm a friend. I know who you are. Princess Kim Nanosounds and Prince Duncan Lalna Lividcoffee."

Lalna turned to Kim."Is he a stalker?"

She nodded."Definitely a stalker."

"He looks like a nice guy..."

"Do not be swindled by looks Lalna, he saw us together."

"Whatever. I think he's nice."

They both turned back to face him.

"Nice to meet you, but what is your name?"Lalna inquired.

"I am a former Prince of Elipsia, Xephos."

"Hello, Xephos."Lalna smiled a little, and Nano nodded.

"I'll see you around... So goodbye!"Xephos quickly turned around, but found a sharp, ruby sword at his neck.

"Tell anyone, and you're dead."Nano hissed.

Xephos nodded nervously as he was released. He ran off into the woods, and tears streamed down his face. He knew that he was independent. He was thinking his own thoughts. He wasn't being controlled by a pen and paper. Was he? He hated this feeling of being manipulated, the pain you have to go through each time someone dies. Every time Xephos feels it-it feels so real. There are many clones at YogLabs, all for different stories. Xephos needed to be in them all-even if he doesn't speak, he regulates.

"Why do I do this? Why me?"Xephos whispered as he wiped away some tears.

"Mostly 'cuz you're really clever Lewis! Also you're really the only one with sanity AND intellect."

"What?! What. Where. How. Why. When!"

"I knew you'd be glad to see me."She said nonchalantly.

"YogsPika! You're back! Why did you come? Did something bad happen?"

"It's only Notch being a little loud. Also, I wanted to speak with you."

"Go on..."Xephos trailed off.

"This world, it is just a payment. I only wrote this to give a happy ending to Lalna. I felt sorry for him. Even if it's cheesy, short, badly written or sudden, it's for Lalna. They deserve a happy ending. Even if it's not quite as expected."

"It's fine. I'm happy for those two as well. And YogsPika, didn't you die?"

"We can never truly die, Xephos. That is my greatest fear. We are cursed to live forever. A plague that forces us to breathe. So, Xephos. You are not alone."

"And... L-Lomadia?"Xephos like meekly at her."Can you bring her back?"

YogsPika shook her head."No. But even if I could, I wouldn't."

"What?!"

"That is not how it's meant to be.
When you suffer, it is retribution for your sins. Remember that. This world is a place of happiness and wonder, even if it had a bad structure and storyline, at least Lalna and Nano are happy."

"Indeed..."

"Well, I bid you farewell, friend."She said as she disappeared completely.

Xephos lived his life, by his friends and coated in joy. He loved this world-he could relax here. No assassins, feuds or frenemies. That's what I'd like to say.

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Xephos:

I feel the air vibrate-there is something wrong, and I can sense it. There is a tension in the air, something stirring in the darkness. Could it be? Does the void want to consume us for the third time?

No... of course not. I see YogsPika standing beside me, I can see she feels the same aura as I do. She knows that something is wrong. The world begins to shake as I curse violently. What's happening?! What's going on?! I suddenly hear a big explosion.

BOOM

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The world was annihilated that day. All that was left was radioactive rock. How ironic. They said that they lived forever. That they would share the responsibility all their lives. Yet, they are gone. There is something obnoxious about what happens to those who cheat death. The world was engulfed in nuclear blackness. This story was created briefly for Lalna's happiness. All it brung was Lalna's demise.

She sat there. Unmoving. She looked at the book I front of her, it was a notepad. Full of scribbles and sketching. she was on the last page, and it was full.

"This is where it ends."She said.

"Did you enjoy the ride?"She said.

"Why do you never answer?"She said.

"Goodbye, my dearest world of Alliance."She whispered.

You may wonder who I am. I am not YogsPika. I am no character either. Whoever I am... I'll let you decide.

This conclude this story. This story of a boy called Lalna. Of how he fell in love, got heartbroken, died, and lived. And for now... This is the end.