I wake up. Wait, what? I'm alive? No, not quite, I still remember dieing, Death, Antihero, and Reaper are gone, but I still remember everything. Except Antihero, in his case I only remember anything that happened with the mask on.

So, I guess I did die, but got turned into this new OC, but this leaves questions like, what are my abilities, where do I fall on the ladder in terms of power, and most importantly, what's my name?

OK, that's done. One new OC finished. Kinda shocked that actually worked. Didn't expect it to. Kinda expected the soul to collapse. Ah well, if it works, it works.

I'm sitting in my living room, simply thinking. I don't know what to do with this OC. Their physical form is still in the noncanon timeline so they can't get to the canon timeline. I wonder if Hero, entity of "good" (there's a reason for those air quotes) or Villian, entity of "evil" are gonna change their names since there are other characters with the same names.

Just as I think that, Hero knocks on the door. I open the door to greet them.

About the whole them thing, we don't technically have genders. Although some of us are feminine or masculine we aren't technically male or female. I've always been somewhat masculine myself, but that's not all that relevant so, moving on...

"Hey Null," Hero greets, "you got some plot going on over here? I can feel the energy."

"I've got a little something," I reply, "but I'd wait. I'm not sure what his intentions are. He may side with I.T."

"Ah," Hero smiles, "well, let me put this on record since this will be in one of the books. I've changed my name to Good, and Villian has changed his name to Evil. Anyways, I'm off to spar with Evil, you know, preparing in case we get our chance. See ya."

"See ya Good," I reply. Good walks away. I close the door. I wonder what the new OC is gonna be like? I've barred the door to the room they're sleeping in in case they are hostile, but I'm kinda curious...

I look around the room. The room's decor includes soft, pastel colors. An emphasis on the sky, the sun. The walls are painted with a design reminiscent of Reaper's and Death's universe on the mortal plain.

OK, this is creepy. This room looks like it was designed for a psycho who's in therapy or something. What gives? I'm getting answers. I try to open the door. It puts up some resistance. I try pulling it, but it doesn't work. Guess it's a push door after all. I push on the door, harder this time. It doesn't budge. I push with all my weight, but the door doesn't move an inch. I'm trapped!

It's clear that I haven't been captured by some organized institution or government as this room clearly isn't designed to contain a prisoner. I think I've been kidnapped, but why? By who? Everyone is dead, because of me. This doesn't make any sense.

I need answers, and I'm going to get them. "Hey!" I yell, "let me outta here!"

I hear the new OC. He's awake? Better go check up on him. I go to the door. How do I greet him? Should I sound intimidating or friendly? I could try to get answers from intimidation, but he's already been through so much. Maybe I should be friendly, gain his trust. After all, he needs freinds now more than ever.

"Hi," a voice on the other side greets, "name's Null. Now, you're probably confused, but you can relax, you're safe here. You don't have to kill anymore. So, what's your name?"

Maybe I got kidnapped by a psycho? I mean, the room, the friendly greetings, I'm not sure if this is a kidnapping or I'm about to get murdered. Not like it'll matter, the timeline's fucked either way, unless I ended up where the entities are. The name Null, it sounds familiar, but from where?

"Null huh?" I reply, "sounds familiar, do I know you from somewhere?"

"Maybe from the author's notes," Null replies, "I'm Null, entity of logic."

OK, good news is, I'm safe from Nathan. Bad news, my physical form is still in the other timeline. One thing that bothers me is, why me? Of all the characters to become an amalgam, why these three? I killed everyone, I destroyed my world, all because of a lie I didn't bother to double check. I should be erased like the others. I shouldn't be alive.

"So what's your name?" Null asks.

What is my name? Let me think...

Hmmmm... The Noncanon? No, that's basically the name of my book.

Hmmmm... The Uncannoned? I don't think that a word but...

Hmmmm... Maybe, The Shattered? Sounds cool but doesn't make much sense.

Hmmmm... I'll just go with The Uncannoned.

"My name is Uncannoned," I reply, "and I have a few questions for you..."