It was a magnificent Kelly day, and the main man Kel had just woken up, already dressed in his sexy sporty attire...because Kel never changes (and is extremely unhygienic).
He sprung out of bed, ecstatic to be alive. He rushed to the mirror to admire himself, something he's gotten in the habit of doing recently. As he was flexing and feeling his utmost best, he noticed a mysterious bump that had formed on his forearm.
He began inspecting the bump. "What is that?! A spider?! Good thing I'm not Hero!" He leaned in a little closer and took a long sniff. "Nope! Not any spider I'm familiar with! Maybe it's a pimple..." He started poking and squeezing it, expecting to see a bubble of pus forming. Unfortunately for Kel and his pimple popping fetish, he was sorely mistaken.
"Well, no point in worrying about that then! Guess it's time to go," He glanced down at his newly formed bump. "Let's have a great day, you little cool guy!"
He grinned widely and looked back in the mirror one final time, seductively saying, "See ya later, handsome." After intensely staring at his reflection, Kel shoots his little hand guns and goes on with his day.
After an eventful day of fondling (basket) balls, harassing random people, and being a toxic Discord mod, Kel arrived home and ran up to his room, excited to see himself. Though his staring session had been rudely interrupted when he noticed his pulsating bump had grown erect (it's a grower, not a shower).
"Oh, you've grown so much, little guy!" Kel shrugged, "I'm sure you won't cause any trouble though, little cutie." He winked and directed his attention back to his mirror, lovingly putting his hand on it. "Damn mamas, you are fine." He slowly closed the distance between himself and his Kelflection, sloppily making out with it.
(🎶 I wish Kel didn't really kiss the mirror when he's all alone, oh god Kels gonna die alone 🎶)
Though when he pulled away, he noticed the bump had gone from being the size of a peach to almost growing into a full Basil watermelon. Kel watched as it grew bigger and bigger, until suddenly, it popped!
Kel gasped loudly as he was faced with a near identical version of himself, though something was off...Kel stood in silence as he analyzed Kel 2.0's face. This man's left eye was slightly swollen and more to the right. Interesting.
Kel 2.0 extended his arm in a friendly manner. "Hey, I'm Kel!"
The Original Kel furrowed his brow. "But I'm Kel."
Kel 2.0 smirks and pats The Original on the head and chuckled lightly. "We both are."
"W-What do you mean?" Kel slowly walked to the corner of his room that had his basketball. He picked it up and held it tightly, trembling in fear.
The Kelsite walked over to The Original, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Well, Kel, y'see... I'm a product of your confidence. Doesn't a swaggy guy like you need a little buddy to keep you company? Now, my beautiful Sir Kellington, imagine a world where there's only you."
The Original paused for a moment, thinking to himself and loosening up a little. "But... then my partner (Y/N) wouldn't exist! Same with my family and friends!"
The Kelsite grinned and laughed. "But, my fellow Kel, wouldn't it be nice to live in a world where you could be your own family, friend, and lover! A world where you wouldn't have to worry about pleasing others. A world where you could just be your true self, carefree. You'd be surrounded by like-minded folks that just... understand you to your core. Haven't you always wanted that?"
Do I really want that? The Original thought to himself. "But I really love everybody in my life right now! I'm a pro basketball player with mad hops, my crush of like three years likes me back, my friends are happy, I'm going to college soon, Hero's even gonna get married in a few months! I don't want to lose any of that..."
The Kelsite began fuming with rage and jealousy. "Well then, if that's what you really think, then I'll just have to get a taste of this 'great life' myself. I didn't want to do this, but you've left me no choice."

In short, The Original was now in the basement, tied up and gagged in a very kinky manner. He tried to scream for help, but nobody came. It took hours for The Kelsite to come back downstairs with an Orange Joe.
The Kelsite ungagged The Original with a wide smirk on his face and asked sinisterly. "How have you been, Imposter?"
The Original tried to spit in his face, but he wasn't good at that, so it fell on the floor and landed on his bare foot/ The Original cursed under his breath and shook his head in shame. "I-I've been fine, okay?"
The Kelsite cackled and slapped his knee wildly. "You won't be for much longer. Don't you want to see what I've been up to? I have a nice surprise waiting for you."
The Original didn't respond, terrified to see what The Kelsite had in store.
The Kelsite shrugged and walked back upstairs. He came back down with two unconscious and badly beaten humans, unrecognizable to the average person. The Original gasped, identifying them as his dearest parents. He began sobbing loudly. "What did you do to them?!"
"I just had my fun with them, one day you'll understand why I'm doing this. Just wait." The Kelsite smirked and pulled a gun out. "Nice AK-47 your dad has. I'm sure he'll be a supporter of gun control in heaven." Before The Original could respond, he shot both of his parents right in front of him. The Original shrieked loudly and kicked in his chair, trying to break free to no avail. The Kelsite kicked their Corpse Husbands to the side and slowly pulled his pants down, bending over. "Anyway, watch me drop it down low!" The Kelsite unlocked The Original's phone and began blasting Born This Way by Lady Gaga. (🎶Kel's on the right track Kel, he was born this way!🎶)
Around a week had passed since the birth of The Kelsite, and both Kels were surprisingly growing accustomed to their new lifestyles. The Original learned how to appreciate the simpler things of the basement life, and The Kelsite was greatly enjoying impersonating The Original, especially getting attention from his partner, (Y/N).
The Kelsite walked over to The Original, waving his phone proudly. "Guess what, 'Kel'! (Y/N) is going on a date with me!"
The Original grimaced and looked at the floor sadly. "Why couldn't you leave them alone? You already took my family and now the love of my life?"
The Kelsite tap danced over to The Original and lifted his chin, kissing him unexpectedly. "You were doing so well. Don't ever talk back to me again."
"Or what?" The Original said defiantly.
"Hmm, who controls your food supply?"
The Original said nothing.
"And your hydration?"
Silence.
"That's what I thought. Now shut the hell up, and tell me everything you know about (Y/N), so I can be a better boyfriend than you ever were."

A fun fact about the Kelsite is that he absorbed any type of information like a sus little sponge, and wasn't that great of a lie detector. Attempting to protect (Y/N), The Original had told blatant lies about them to The Kelsite. So when The Kelsite had arrived at Faraway Park for his romantic date, it didn't go quite as planned.
"HeLLLLLLLLLLOooo (Y/N)!" The Kelsite said in an awful Australian accent, thinking that's what they liked.
(Y/N) gagged in their mouth a little and forced a smile. "Hey, Kel! What have you been up to? You haven't texted me much recently, and when you do it's literally just racial slurs along with super controversial borderline unethical opinions, which is really unlike you... is something going on?" They seemed a little upset.
"Oh, y'know, the usual! Just playing some B-Ball! I assume you're still playing that piano of yours?" He tried to keep the accent going, but his voice kept cracking.
(Y/N) tilted their head to the side in confusion and twitched a little. "No? That's Mari. Kel, are you okay? Are you on acid again? Babe, I thought we talked about this, what the hell. And what's wrong with your eye?! It's all wonky and more off to the side than usual."
The Kelsite sat quietly, thinking of what to say. "No, I'm not. I've just been feeling a little weird recently, but I'll be okay. Also, my eye was infected, so that's why I wasn't responding like I usually do. Sidenote, do you ever feel like you only have four fingers?"
(Y/N) ignored his question. "Kel, I don't know if I really believe you...Have you planned anything for our anniversary yet?"
"The 5th of February? But that's so far away!"
"What are you on? Seriously?! It's tomorrow!" They looked really hurt and sighed. "Listen, you've been really making me uncomfortable recently. I think we need to go on a break until you start getting your act together. I'm tired of you waking me up at 4 AM shouting the My Little Pony theme song. I thought you hated that show! Plus, you keep saying all this messed up shit. For the last time, yes people of color deserve rights, I don't hate gay people, and I don't believe in eugenics! Dude, I don't know... I'll call Hero tomorrow to come back and check on you." (Y/N) stormed away furiously, grumbling to themself.

The Kelsite sighed as he walked back into the basement. "Look, I know you lied to me about what (Y/N) likes, and sure at first I was pretty pissed... but I know you had good intentions. You're trying to protect them, great job. For that, I might even let you go."
The Original's eyes lit up. "Really?!"
"Yep." He fed The Original his daily rations and turned around to head out, before The Original stopped him. "Hey! W-Why don't you stay a little longer? I... I kinda like having you around."
The Kelsite blushed and walked back towards him. "Fine"
And for the next few weeks, the pair seemed to be genuinely getting along. Having the same interests, they were able to chat for hours on end.
"Wait, what should I call you?" The Original asked.
"I think The Kelsite works just fine." He responded.
"And... What am I now?"
"My slave, my pet, my dishrag..."
The Original found this rather funny and laughed a little. "C'mon, stop with the jokes."
"I guess you can be 'The Original' if you so please."
"'The Original'... I like the sound of that." The Original smiled.
"I knew you would, because I do too."
"Honestly, spending so much time with somebody really similar to you is nicer than I thought. I guess what you were saying before is starting to make a little more sense."
"I knew you'd come around." The Kelsite said, rather pleased with The Original's quick progression.
"And Kelsite?"
"What?"
"You're really handsome."
The Kelsite had to hide his joy as he realized his plan was coming to fruition. He couldn't unleash himself just yet. "You are, too." The Kelsite slowly started untying The Original, and to his surprise, even when fully untied, The Original didn't try to escape.
Wow, I actually didn't have to use the elephant tranquiliser. The Kelsite thought to himself.
The Original gave The Kelsite a big warm embrace, whispering quietly. "I think I'm really starting to like you..."
"Yeah? I am too." The Original and Kelsite began making out sloppily, slobber dripping onto the floor loudly. The Kelsite shed his clothes rather quickly and got on top of The Original on the cold, hard, moldy, rough, rugged basement floor. The Kelsite groaned loudly as The Original began fondling his flabby eye, savoring the pleasure. But he couldn't get sidetracked.
The Kelsite straddled The Original and wrapped his hand around his throat, asserting dominance. "Praise us." He whispered huskily into his father's ear.
"We're the best basketball player this world has ever seen.". The Original said, breathless.
"More."
"I love the way that little mole we have sometimes squirts."
"Keep going!" The Kelsite began growing a large bump, just as The Original once had.
"And you have an immaculate fashion sense!"
The Kelsite screamed and began writhing on the floor. The bump grew and grew and grew until...pop! Out came another Kel!
The Original screamed. "How did that happen?! Why is there another one?!"
The Kelsite laughed and gave The Original one last wet kiss. "I'm surprised you haven't found out yet. Your intense narcissism gave birth to me. I just need to compliment one of these guys, and another will form. Though I did really enjoy being with you like that.. We should do it again sometime, Kel."
And so the saga of Kel parasites began, ruling for many millennia.