Everything felt… wrong.

Vi was dead. Mylo, Claggor, Benzo.. they were all still alive. Vander and Silco were on good terms again. And Jinx, she was still Powder…

You were sat sketching in your notebook, the memory of the wild rune burning in your mind as you draw it subconsciously. You had to find a way back to your universe, you had to help your friends.. but this universe was also quite nice, you couldn’t deny that.

Powder was across the room from you, lighting the candles for Vi. You were still struggling to get used to the fact she was dead, and that Powder was still, well, Powder.

She glances up at you and her brows furrow slightly in concern. “You alright? You’ve been acting weird lately..”