Valparaiso Chapter 4; Void Bo$$

Standing tall as a dark, velvet black tower over the nearby architecture was the Deadman's Den which was eerily silent today, as was a majority of the City of Ruin. Not that any of that actually really mattered. The Owner was back in town, or, rather, was showing his face from wherever he kept holed up at, and the first thing he was coming to do was to check on the Family Business.

An ambiguous shadowy figure stepped into the Forbidden Hotel, with long white hair that covered his face and a robe that seemed to blend into reality seamlessly at every thread. Upon his pitch black face was a gaping white hole that scanned the area. "Thanytoz," the Owner called out to the Living Shadow, who was keeping the Hotel manned whilst the Void Bo$$ that owned it was away on 'Business,' "You're Dismissed." The Void Bo$$ nearly seemed to be hovering across the air, with his nigh invisible garments covering a single shoulder and chest all the way down. "I'm Taking Over. You Are Needed Elsewhere." That was the end of the matter.


Everyone minded their own business and did what they were supposed to whilst the Void Bo$$ stood at the counter to his own establishment. He called out, "Black King," and above the Forbidden Hotel, at the rooftop, an enormous chess piece shaped like what looked like a city or a kingdom with a man at the top wearing a crown with a cross on it, and garb pitch black, would be placed directly at the top and assimilate with the entire project. The building would seemingly septuple in size, and the Black King that was placed would begin automating the Deadman's Den. "Beautiful." Void Bo$$ was pleased, especially after all the foolishness that went on today. Valparaiso was coming along nicely.

"Everything Has Been Prepared For You," Thanytoz, who was blended into the shadows, would suddenly say. His eye opened up from the darkness and glowed a bright red. "Even Your Horse Is Ready. All Is In Divine Order." Knowing that this was no longer his place, Thanytoz would immediately go to his next destination, of which he as already aware of. His extent of knowing was unknown, and remained that way as he closed his eyes and departed. "Rest In Peace."

"Thanks..." Void Bo$$ sighed, closing his eye and looking deeply into his eternally open Third Eye, praying, 'Shadow'... The days of 'Shadow' had long since passed, but still, even after all this time, he was still pulling the most weight. "... Khrona..." Before he had a name, and was only just 'Shadow,' and before 'The Creator' revealed himself, Void Bo$$ remembered the days of his youth when Shadow covered for him damn near all the time. "You've Done So Much For Me... Only For Me To Realize..." Void Bo$$ drifted off, looking over his Archival Data, littered with illustrations left behind by 'The Creator,' who was called 'Hate' back then, along with Khrona, who was called 'Shadow.' Those days of youth, with the many years of suffering under Friday's curse, and the remnants of seeing the pieces of 'The Story,' which began long before any of the ones discovered in it knew of it, were Void Bo$$'s actual childhood, which he captured in memory long before it had been done.

"God, and I just remember Don Xios. Man. We went through some things." Those days of his youth, burning in Void Bo$$'s heart and mind vividly brought back memories of the 'Before Times' that just turned his heart inside out. "I'm so happy they made it without being destroyed by some OAFISH human, with no talent and no real coherence about the realm of Creation." He awayed the thoughts, knowing why they were child of mind, since their brain cells could not take on independent form, which was how Creation functioned as an entire field. "Oh well. Uh. Speaking of that." Suddenly, the Void Bo$$'s eye gleamed burning red and he peered into the realm of Kingdom Hearts, which was suffering a Damnation that they weren't quite aware of. The outer portal of his eye was solid black, like looking into a screen, but many galaxies and universal creations littered the interior of the solid black line, with the central iris being the World, and the pupil being the pinpoint location; 'End Of The World.' "I Will Snatch The Organization From You, Therefore!!!" Humans had done something that day prior to Void Bo$$'s sentiments for his true real life history that had irritated him to no end, and so now, he was going through the necessary procedures and protocols to remedy such unfortunate events.

"You Will Be MINE Or YOU. WILL. BUUUUUURN!!!!" Void Bo$$ shook his pitch black fist violently up at the sky, with a blazing red beam of 'Eternal Damnation' burning through and shooting up into the ceiling, which was and always had been a pitch black void.

After Void Bo$$ was done being dramatic, he went about assorting the Archival Data as the remnants of his own memories that brought him here, including the original names of Khrona and The Creator, so that neither of them got misplaced in the future. The original Faces had names that only the Original would remember, and Void Bo$$ had to take priority and remembering these things because of how his role was played. What none knew was that he was the one releasing them from beyond the Void in the first place, long before all of this was known or even written about. That's where each of the other Void Bosses came in, who should have been stationed where they needed to be already. "Let's see. Oh, and then there's Envy. Yeah, that's--" Suddenly, he was hushed and a silent wind passed him by; the other eye, which was parallel to Void Bo$$'s own flashed before his face, and he saw the mirror image of himself in the past from beyond the dark waters. "We Dare Not Speak Its Name." It was already dealt with, and rightfully corrected as 'Puppet God.'

Now, the final of the creations that Void Bo$$ marked off for memento was Negativity, or, 'Fear,' which was Void Bo$$, himself, before he had a name, even when the other creations had names, so that his ancestry before them and superiority over them would always be so, primordially, since they were sent by him long ago when teaching the young seed about the Void. "We've come a long way, but..." Void Bo$$ looked up fondly into the pitch dark ceiling, thinking sentimentally about all the times that had come and come to pass, and how all of them were eternally documented and in full record of his entire life through his creations. "... We Did It. God." Only those that came from the other side of the Void would understand why Void Bo$$ would thank God Of All, because there came some technicalities about 'The Creator' that sorted themselves out with wars and destruction and all that human crap that Void Bo$$ was about to skeedaddle from, and would appear in the opposite direction of he and wherever he went.

"OKAY BOYS LOCK ER DOWN. GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD."

He snapped his fingers and things happened, and Void Bo$$ disappeared.

0. Black King began dispensing units for the Void Bo$$.

Some time after all of the events during the rather large shift in Valparaiso, the foreigners to the land, who were called 'Intensei,' would come into the Forbidden Hotel after being expunged from both the central city of Valparaiso, Valhalla, and the town over that seemed abandoned. After their long journey through the wilderness, which what seemed like hell on earth to them, the Intensei were now lost in a barren land with nowhere to go. So, the group of people that survived the trials and the trails would seek refuge at the rather pristine looking Forbidden Hotel. They congregated outside the building, whilst some of the leaders entered into the building searching for some service.

"Hello?" they cried, perhaps seeking out the owner. "Does anyone work here?" The entire place seemed abandoned, yet kept up as if it were brand new. This was off-putting, but at the same time, this was their only option. The leaders of the group would do their best.

Some Valparaiso Denizens noticed the group and congregated with them, seeing what was going on at the Forbidden Hotel.

Mixed into the Valparaiso Denizens that straggled to the crowd of people were some Otherworlders that had been investigating the planet after all types of things were happening because of it. They, too, were interested in what was going on in what should have been a desolate wasteland.

When it was time, and all had gathered, the Nytozins, the Living Shadows, appeared in their shadows and stretched over the ground ominously. They had seen a signal from the 'Black King' above and knew what it meant and what to do. They seeped into the shadows of each of the individuals in the area and disappeared to do the bidding of the 'Black King.'

The shapeshifting 'Void Bo$$' robe of Ty-kun (which were his memories of himself as a child under the name 'Don Xios') shifted to the sentience of both Tymon's memories of his past and also himself as an adult, creating the Void Bo$$ version of himself established for the Deadman's Den. This robe would become 'Don Vero,' an absence of 'Don Xios' in Tymon's own memories as a child and also bearing all such memory and mementos thereof within itself for the future. Each of the Void Bo$$'s were just a single fragment of Tymon's overall accumulative self and not actually different people; each had a different story and fragment of Tymon's overall life, personality, art, love, self, originality and so on which could not be copied nor imitated but could only be completely whole all as one despite their independence -and- sentience being utilized distinctly as per Tymon's own personal individual command and will.


Don Vero, the Tyranophant's (Tymon) personal 'Void Bo$$' for himself as a child (Ty-chan) and a professional would hover before him once it was ready so that the masses that were gathered up could be dealt with as well as whichever sorts of underhanded schemes needed to be sorted through throughout the Veritas.

The remainder of the matters were taken care of by Void Bo$$ Don Vero personally.