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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀he/they/it ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Sorcerer Supreme ⠀multiverse shenanigans ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀❝ 𝑺𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆? ⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆. ❞ ⠀

All Hallows’ is now in the past and the wandering souls are back where they belong. However, there’s still something amiss. He’s down in an abandoned cellar, brewing potions while muttering darkly. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨. . . Over and over.

It’s here. Eve of All Hallows. The voices in his head are growing louder, louder, 𝗹𝗼𝘂𝗱𝗲𝗿. They can sense it. The voices all mix with the wails and cries of the ghosts and ghouls getting lost in the realm of the living. ⠀𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘵, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙞𝙩! ⠀⠀⠀𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱! ⠀⠀⠀⠀M̷̧̨̲͙̭͍̭͉̋̈͛̂̊̈́̈̅̚͠A̸͇͎̟̰̗͒̿̈́K̷̤̞̤͔̱͖͊͌́̈́́͆̆͜͝ͅE̴̟̔̔͋͌̏͋͠ Í̸̧̡͔̳̗͎͋̍̓͆̊̑̅T̶̥̠̘̪̱̳̻͖͝ ̴̧̟͎̯̫̽̂̇͗̊ Ş̶̲͖̩̪͇͈̍̀̄̾̈͠T̶̻̭͎̣̩̃̈́Ō̷̘͔̆̈͒́̕͝P̶̤̖͉̣̮̣̟̂͛͜͜!̵̀͐͗̈́̇͋͝ ⠀

He can sense it. The slow but inevitable thinning of the veil between the realms. No matter what universe he travels to, it’s always there. The Eve of All Hallow’s is almost upon them, and with it. . . The endless, unrelenting wails and cries of those long dead.

Whoops. He may have stolen a very old artifact and a few other trinkets from an underground cavern and then jumped universes. He may also have stolen a lot of coins from a few different parts of the world. Don’t worry, he promises that he has good reasons!