Gastorching

Silas stared down at Jeter's large pen embedded in his chest. No blood appeared to be spilling out of his mouth, but he was beginning to glow gold.

"Your official rejection. Now I'll be unable to touch your world for as long as you live, but I simply need to wait."

"NO! YOU'LL NEVER GET IT! I'LL END IT! I'LL BRING IVY BACK!"

"'Bring Ivy back'!? Oh do try and see. Modifying your world wasn't the only thing I did in the four weeks I had while you were out. Would you like a hint, perhaps?"

Jeter just stood there, silently trembling and glaring as tears continued to pour down his face.

"What a lovely high. Your misery is the perfect reward for all those hours I spent formulating this plan."

An aura of gold surrounded Silas, yet he didn't vanish like the ape and fashion bitch had. Regardless, he still appeared to be bleeding and vanishing, which I guess meant he was finished anyway. Even Jeter seemed to think so and yanked his pen out of him, bringing forth a fountain of gold-tinted blood.

"Momo... Don't you think, that was an overreaction?" Silas asked.

"Stabbing you? Well..."

I honestly wasn't sure. Before all this shit went down with Ivy, yeah, I probably wouldn't feel any moral conflict about this sleezeball getting stabbed. But now, things were different. Sure, this guy still emanated sleezeball fumes, but he wasn't the one who had hurt me. Ivy... Ivy had been the one to break me. All he did was unveil the ugly truth to me... So why... Why is Jeter so livid? He should be taking his anger out on Ivy's corpse, not the guy that brought all her misdeeds to light. Unless...

"Momo, this bastard is manipulating you. Ivy did nothing wrong! Silas corrupted her!" Jeter fumed, his entire body still continuing to tremble madly.

"Why would I? Ivy was ALWAYS like that. You just decided to lionize her all for the sake of the twist. Isn't that what you wrote in your notes?" Silas sneered.

"DON'T FUCK WITH ME! IVY'S A SWEET GIRL! SHE ACTS TOUGH, BUT SHE'S NOT A COLDBLOODED MURDERING DRUG LORD! ONLY IN YOUR WET DREAMS WOULD SHE EVER COME CLOSE TO THAT!"

A smirk appeared on Silas' face. "So your excuse is that this is MY wet dream!? In that case, I don't want to wake up, except we both know this isn't my wet dream. And speaking of dreams-"

But before Silas could finish, Jeter swung his pen, and there before us, Ivy appeared, alive.

"Fucking shit you do to me, huh!? Get fucked, sleezeball!" Ivy fumed as she whipped out her bibi and unloaded it into Silas' face.

I could hear the sound of bibi on skin contact I knew all too well, but there was no way I could just discard what I had seen.

"Jeter, why'd you bring her back? She's horrible."

A devastated frown found it's way to Jeter's face as he turned to face me. "Momo... It was all Silas. He-"

"YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST ERASE ALL THAT!? YOU HEARD WHAT SHE SAID, YOU SAW WHAT SHE DID... WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU WANT TO DEFEND AND GLORIFY HER!?"

Jeter stepped back in shock, yet began gritting his teeth as if indicating he was willing to fight on.

"All you saw was just an illusion. A nightmare! It's not reality!"

"Oh, so then what was it? My arm was bleeding. Ivy was murdering people. And it's not like all this happened at once! Back when I first met you, there was an explosion. Blood splattered on my face, Ivy caused it. I saw the video IVY WANTED TO FRAME ME FOR THAT MURDER ALL SO I'D SUFFER IN PRISON! No wonder she was so upset when I came to meet her that day... She wanted me to be behind bars, not before her..."

"Wh- What are you talking about!? There was never any-"

"Your dumbass vanished so you weren't present, but Silas, the fat ape, fashion bitch, that goth girl, they were all there when it happened. This wasn't just some out of the blue shit, the signs were there, all the way back then."

Jeter stared in genuine bewilderment, but I guess that's to be expected. I get he's an Ivy simp, but the truth can hurt... REALLY hurt, which is why once it's known, you can't just lie it away.

Then, others began appearing. Miércoles, Machi, Akane, and a bunch of bald townsfolk who looked as though they had no faces, all marched forth and stood by my side.

"Yeah, don't try and rewrite shit. That wasn't a fanfic, it was official!" Miércoles glared.

"YEAH! She was ruining lives by dealing drugs, and enjoying every second of it too!" Machi shouted.

"She was always a bully, now we know she was worse. What makes you think we'd love her after that!?" Akane shouted.

The townsfolk echoed similar sentiments. Reminded me of an online chat uniting to diss the streamer after they tried to play off something horrible. And it appeared to be working. No, it did work.

Tears streaking down his face, Jeter raised his pen, and with a quick wave, Ivy was gone.

"There... She's dead... again..."

Just as quickly as they appeared, everyone vanished, leaving just me, Jeter, and the soon to be gone Silas, alone. Jeter looked devastated, save for the small glimmer of fury he was directing at Silas.

"Why are you still here?"

"Why wouldn't I be? I haven't finished my purpose."

"WHAT MORE IS THERE FOR YOU TO DO!? DIE! GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY WORLD!"

"For simply heeding your wishes-"

"YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID! AND... And..."

A grin born of pure satanic energy spread itself across Silas' face. "And, I won. I took advantage of every little opportunity I had. Sure, you were able to thwart Ivy from murdering Machi and Miércoles, but when you first went out, I was able to slip in that little time bomb. And what an explosion it made. You're familiar with "gaslighting", yes? Well I dub this, "gastorching". An upgraded form of gaslighting, appropriate for use against you. Now answer me, is this a nightmare, or reality?"

Jeter clenched his fist. His eyes narrowed, as if he had a definitive answer, yet the words that came from his mouth, were completely unrelated to the question. "You'll never have control of my world, EVER!"

"For as long as you live, yes. But after that? Oakley won't allow such a cash cow to just end. Even if I don't get the reigns, someone else will, and your world, will further be contorted from what you envisioned it to be, and you WON'T be able to stop it!"

And with that, Silas DeSade finally dissipated into gold atoms, that devilish smile never leaving his face, and remaining etched in my mind long after he was gone. I guess this means, the goth girl will be the only hope this world has at surviving.

"Oi Jeter, where can I find the goth-"

"It's over. Forget it. Momo, I'm sorry, but this is it," Jeter rambled before vanishing.

He went back to his realm.

I guess it's understandable. After all that happened, I just want to lie down in my bed and cry. Cry to try and heal from all the pain that just befell me.