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JSE Community:
Confiteor Deo Omnipotenti
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
Static filled the room announcing it’s owner’s return. Anti glitched into his room in his dimension looking worst for wear. It had nothing to do with his, fight he had with the hero. No, it had everything to do with her. Why was feeling like this? He was supposed to break her! Have her be his good little puppet to torment that “good doctor.”
He had her captive. Scared. And yet . . . Something in his chest, in him, didn’t want the hero to come and rescue her. Not to have her for more torture and watch as it crumbles the doctor. No, it was something - else.
Anti turned toward the monitors he was using to keep track of everyone. Including their Creator JackSepticeye.
Anti:
Beata Creator
You know I’m your most favorite Ego
Of my videos, I am justly proud
JSE Community:
Et tibit Pater
Anti:
Beata Creator
You know I’m so much better than
The common, vulgar, weak, other pretentious Dark Personas
JSE Community:
Quia peccavi nimis
A picture-perfect hologram of Dr. Rilia Septic dressed in a black dress with her hair done in a neat ponytail, dancing with Dr. Henrik von Schneeplestein dancing together. Laughing, enjoying each other’s company.
Anit:
Then tell me, Creator
Why I see her dancing there
Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul
JSE Community:
Cogitatione
Dr. Rilia sat in a chair across from Chase ready for their secession. She loved helping people and this was the best way to do it.
Anti:
I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in her auburn hair
Is blazing in me out of all control
JSE Community:
Verbo et opere
Suddenly Raila's expression changed. Her smile was now sinister, her eyes were filled with acid green static. She sat there holding septic green strings that were connected to Chase. Turning around to give Anti her full attention, willing to do anything to please her Master.
Anit:
Like fire
Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning
Desire
Is turning me to sin
Anti soon found himself standing in the middle of a never-ending hall full of the JSE Community dress in crimson red cloaks. Anti turned around only to see the other Egos and their Creator Jack blocking his way. But if he continued down the hall with every single member of the JSE Community pointing accusing fingers at him. Then he would be deleted.
Anti:
It’s not my fault!
JSE Community:
Mea culpa
Anit:
I’m not to blame
JSE Community:
Mea culpa
Anti:
It is that doctor
The witch who sent this flame
JSE Community:
Mea maxima culpa
Anit:
It’s not my fault
Priests:
Mea culpa
Anti:
If in our Creator’s plan
He made the Darkness so much
Stronger than his Ego
JSE Community:
Mea maxima culpa
Anti dropped to his knees. For once he was willing to ask for help to get rid of this burning desire so deep within him.
Anti:
Protect me, Creator
Don’t let this Siren cast her spell
Don’t let her fire sear my flesh and bone
Destroy Rilia
And let her taste the fires of hell
Rilia dressed in a black dress with acid green sleeves, and dark green streaks in her hair walked up to Anti. She was the perfect puppet. She was his perfect puppet.
Anti:
Or else let her be mine and mine alone
Hellfire
Dark fire
Now, doctor, it’s your turn
Choose me or
Your pyre
Be mine or you will burn!
JSE Community:
Kyrie Eleison
Anti:
Creator have mercy on her
JSE Community:
Kyrie Eleison
Anti:
Creator have mercy on me
JSE Community:
Kyrie Eleison
Anti:
But she will be mine
Or she will burn!