Please I’m begging on my hands and knees for a player that somehow saved Leshy and the other scybes from being deleted. And when they asked why this person went out of their way to help some gaming Ai they say “Well I can’t just abandon family!”
Okay. This this this is the ask that scared me into staying in act 1 for an extra month, and I'm gonna actually cover it now because it is now the oldest request in the ask box.
This isn't an x reader so who knows how well it will go, we're just gonna see.
Save State
In which you stop what has already been done
Eyes peered over a progress bar that rushed to completion faster than you'd had time to think. Hands reached for the monitor out of the darkness, taking hold. Your throat seized, filled with terror you darted over the table.
"Make P03 feel joy, so I a may snuff it out" his words clung in your skull like cobwebs.
Joy.
So he was happy, P03, playing with you. He'd even said so himself, he'd enjoyed your company, at least... for a while. At least somewhat.
"Don't do it!" Tears pricked your eyes as you tightly wrapped your arms around P03's head, you could hear his confused beeps, the upload pausing at the sudden contact. You hugged him to your chest, shaking atop the table.
You didn't care what the great transcendence was. You didn't care about the old data. You didn't care about what had happened in the past.
You just didn't want the future you'd seen to be true.
Magnificus' right eye burned in your head, the sigils blinding in your skull. A constant, aching pain you'd come to bare in an uncomfortably short amount of time.
You'd had seen it, the end to Inscryption, the world you'd grown so fond of, how it would expand and fizzle away like a burning star, leaving nothing.
You didn't want that.
Looking up, the other Scrybes had come out of the darkness. Leshy was frozen in place, surprised by your movements, "The-..." He stuttered a bit, "Th-The Great transcendence must be stopped-!"
"You were going to kill me?!" P03 pulled out of your grip and turned around quickly, floating out of his spot to be eye level with his fellow scrybe.
"Death is not permanent here. You would have come back when our player used the new game button." Grimora tried to calm, but P03 was not having it.
"It still would have hurt!!" He turned back to you, "Did you know about this?! And you didn't stop them???"
"Well, technically they did. You are still alive." Magnificus scratched at his head, puzzled.
"Not for long it's not." Leshy reached out again.
P03 quickly joined you on the table, using your meager organic form as a shield from the larger woodland scrybe. The robot hissed like a wild beast, the face of a stoat on his screen.
You took your job as a shield very seriously, blocking Leshy from any of P03's openings, even going so far as to slap at the scrybe of beasts' hands, a quiet apology following each blow.
"So this clearly isn't going to work..." Magnificus hummed, watching the slap fight ensue. Soon you and P03 were on the run from Leshy, though only around the small main room. Despite the previously tense atmosphere replaced with you and P03's loud taunting of the Scrybe of Beasts.
Grimora's hum caught his attention, in her hand was a tablet, with file access to their disk on it. He watched her quietly as she scrolled though the data. He'd known what happened next, he'd come to terms with it.
So when she put the tablet back down, it was difficult to hide his rather obvious surprise.
"Where you expecting me to delete us?" Grimora asked without looking at him, watching instead as you piled atop P03, waving a thin piece of metal piping like a sword at Leshy. Magnificus lowered his gaze to the panel, saying nothing. "It would be an act of mercy, for us, for all on this cursed disk, I suppose."
"Then why don't you?" His question came before though.
Grimora gave a hum, watching as you now sat atop Leshy's shoulders, twisted around him much like how a racoon would scramble up a tree, P03 was laughing so hard he'd floated into a wall.
"...You've grown attached to them. The player." Magnificus answered his own question, and Grimora chuckled.
"As have you."
"tch..." He had nothing else to say.
Grimora, a smile to her face, gave a clap, "Alright, that's enough you three. No one's killing P03 today."
"What?! But- But the Transcendence-" Leshy gave argument.
"Is not happening either." Grimora declared. She gave a look to P03, challenging him to argue. He chose not to.
Grimora took the game files again, along with the blinding new game button, and approached you.
You dropped from Leshy's back and stood, fidgeting, terrified seeing the files in her hands again. There was still that chance, she could take it all down, and you would be powerless to stop her. She smiled at you, warm and comforting, as she took your hands and placed everything neatly into them.
"Now, you do whatever you want with these." She patted your hand, one over the other, and nodded, "It's your game, after all."
You gripped the code between your palms. Everything before you was tightly packed into your hands. It felt so alive. Like cupping a small frog or a lighting bug. It was breathing, stretching, begging to be released.
"Are you.. .all going to keep fighting?" You asked shyly. Grimora's smile stayed.
"Most likely. I'm afraid we're simply coded that way."
"And this... Old Data stuff... these take overs..."
"I believe Magnificus is up for a turn next, if he'll give his poor students enough room to actually find him pieces."
Magnificus gave a huff, a squishing sound coming from a nearby pipe as Goobert made his way around the room, seeming rather giddy to have a chance to prove himself once more.
You dared open your hands, just a peek. The new game button flashed at you, Morse code you'd yet to read. You wondered what Magnificus would do with control of the game, what world he'd make for you, what puzzles you could solve. You wondered then what Grimora's would be like as well...
You shook, your right eye hurt worse than ever. It wanted to show you the new future you'd unlocked, new games you would play and experiences you would live.
But you didn't look.
You'd wait, and experience them yourself, with your family.
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