Why not? Why not have an Author's Pre-Note?
Trust me, this will be heavy.
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Ruined. There were few words more worthy of describing the battlefield that they saw.
Huge. An obvious choice, but appropriate to describe the female, black armoured figure that challenged them. In her hands was a huge obsidian swrd that kept flickering if looked at. The hulking female carefully examined the six figures in front of her, her grey eyelights constantly moving from one figure to another.
The Void Coder. A strange name for sure, but it belongs to one of immense power. A being so dangerous, few could stand up to her. Luckily for the Multiverse, those few rose up to the challenge.

The first had two giant cat ears that protruded from her head, followed by a long fluffy wolf tail and then the whole girl. Around 6 feet, she wears a cloak that came with a hoodie with her hair reaching to her waist and white tinted with blue. Her eyes were pitch black except for the two red rifle target eyelights and a silver crown adorned her right cat ear, the same side where her hair covers her right eye. She growled softly at the menace, due to the fact that she had tried to destroy her universe. No one gets to mess with Memories but her! Then she recalled that this one had both insulted her best friend and his universe. I HOPE SHE'S ENJOYED HER TIME LIVING!

Next to her stood another one. This figure appeared to be a girl with lightly colored skin and rosy cheeks. Her messy light brown hair fell just above her shoulders, and big blue eyes that were full of desperation darted between person to person as she stared at the terrifying foe. She was in a knee length light pink dress with small white hearts scattered over it that was slightly oversized, the pattern making her look quite childish. Under the dress, despite the weather showing no signs of a storm, she wore a pair of white rain boots with a yellow sun pattern on them. She seemed to be around 15. To get herself back into a battle stance, she tried to imagine that the enemy had threatened Mel and insulted ASToM. That brought upon an instant change as she gave a terrifying death stare to the enemy.

Standing protectively in front of her was another figure. This female wore a jacket that was covered in different shades of pink. The hood of the jacket was black with a pink outline. She also had pale skin and snow white hair that faded into black. To top it off, she wore black basketball shorts with white stripes on the sides. While she knew how formidable this figure was, she would not let her crush be harmed by this so-called 'Destroyer'. Or ASToM, for that matter. No way was she going to let that universe end until it was done!

On the side was yet another female figure. This figure was extremely white-skinned, with long purple hair flowing down past her shoulders and a black crescent moon decoration placed in it. She wore a white tank top with a purple jacket on top with short blue shorts to match. Purple boots covered her feet, boots that wanted to karate kick this bozo to another dimension. Lunar was especially hot-headed as she was told that this figure greatly disliked ASToM. NOBODY DISLIKES ASToM ON LUNAR'S WATCH, ESPECIALLY NOT ITS AUTHOR OR THIS FOOL!

Next to her was ironically another hot-headed girl. She seemed to be glitching between the form of a teenage girl and a sleek, ice-coated black dragon, with the human form having shoulder-length dirty blonde hair that was streaked with a blue so pale it was nearly white, and heterochromatic eyes, one the color of ice and the other a soft brown. She had two charms on a chain around her neck, one of which was broken, and every time she glitched, it glowed brightly. She wore a hoodie printed with constellations over a shirt reading 'I went through 358/2 days of ******** and all I got was this lousy t-shirt,' and some plain skinny jeans with black boots. The unbroken charm on her necklace appeared to be shaped like a crown. Another charm hung out of her pocket on a keychain, seeming to be shaped like a stylized echo flower. She was glitching with fury at this figure, partly at the insult to ASToM, and partly because she threatened to harm Ruin. OH HELL NO!

The final figure was not a female surprisingly, but the only one of the opposite gender. He was a male human figure, about perhaps 20 or so and looked rather strange. He had a dark blue and silver headband on top of a head filled with light brown hair along with dark blue eyes with sparkles coming from it, making an illusion of the night sky in his eyes. He had a small smirk, one that seemed to say "I know I am". He wore a dark blue T-Shirt with a grey jacket tied at the waist. He wore long silver pants as well as silver shoes. He was also hella confused, considering that he was basically useless in a fight. While he had heard the insult to his universe, he wasn't very bothered as he knew that the big female would come to regret it. And that because it was true.
Then he remembered that he could actually fight for once, as he had received the power of his personalities, making him...
Somewhat dangerous. Like, a spider to a giant eagle dangerous. Right.

The T-Dude Fan Club. A sextet of chaos and awesomeness, with a side of idiocy. The giant figure stared at them, and wondered if she was being severely underestimated. For Asgore's sake, there was a teen fighting her! Still, she decided not to underestimate them. Void knows what they're capable of.

"LET ME AT HER!" Cried out four voices all filled with anger and bloodlust. T-Dude took a giant step to the right, reluctant to be run over from four angery creators. Mel just looked at them, then decided to join them. The grey eye lights of the female figure narrowed slightly.

"What? Pissed off because I said that ASToM was terrible and badly thought-out?!" The figure demanded, slamming her giant sword into the already damaged ground. That seemed to be the answer as they charged at her, aiming to claw her out from her armour. With a sigh, she pushed the air and sent them flying straight back.

"Guys, we can't fight her yet!" T-Dude called out to the groaning grounded girls. "You didn't do the thing!"
Eyes opened up as recognition dawned on their faces. Pulling themselves up, they stared at the enemy.
Then...
"We, are the chaotic group!"
Dark: "And we'll always ruin your day!"
Mel: "And if you think we can't,"
Lunar: "Then I'll take your knees."
Snow: "That's why Jax and T-Dude tries to tame~"
"Dark!"
"Snow!"
"Mel!"
"And Lunar!"
Jax chuckled slightly to herself at the poses they were striking while T-Dude clapped furiously.

Oh yeah, she was definitely being underestimated.
"Are you all insane or something?!" She yelled at them, hoisting her sword over her head as she did.
"Just those four." Jax explained, ignoring the fact that T-Dude was wearing a pair of joke glasses next to her. The Void Coder fixed them all with a withering stare.
"So let me get this straight. I'm perhaps the biggest threat to the Multiverse at the moment. I've already destroyed a few universes. And instead of an army, I get... This. A pitiful excuse for beings that think they can hurt me." She recapped, slightly hypocritically considering that she had said that she wouldn't underestimate them.
"Pretty much." T-Dude confirmed, his glasses being smashed into the ground by Jax because she wanted this to be serious.
VC looked immensely pissed off at the fact that apparently she wasn't dangerous enough to warrant an actual fighting squad. The next moment, knives stuck out from her armour, not deep enough to harm her, but still pretty deep.
"What the-" Before she could finish her sentence, a frying pan was flung right into her face, momentarily dazing her.
"EAT PAN STAN, WOMAN!" Mel declared, before flinging countless knifes at the armoured foe. With a growl, she pushed at the air and deflected them away from herself. She fixated her vision back onto the group.

The had changed, personality wise. Gone was the stupidity and strangeness. Now they wore looks of seriousness. Well, mostly. They still retained their chaotic air, but it had shifted to one of battle. VC smiled. NOW they were worthy of killing.
"LET'S GO TEAM! SHE CAN'T STOP ALL OF US!" T-Dude pointed at VC, blue eyes full of sparkles as the estrogen warriors charged at the universe buster with a meaning to kill.

Lunar summoned her faithful but deadly emoticon, The Angry 0w0. This time, she merged with it, gaining its powers and using them against the armoured fiend. A huge number of rockets and bullets brutally targeted the armour over and over again with no remorse. VC sent a pulse of energy at Lunar that she couldn't dodge in time. It incapacitated her briefly and disabled her powers. Mel kept throwing knives which was annoying her. She deflected the knifes with her blade flawlessly, causing them to glitch out of existence when they met with the huge weapon. To stop and more knives from appearing, VC broke her bones with a quick pierce to her body with her hand. That should have killed her, but Jax was there, using her newfound healing magic that she had gained because of her cuteness to repair her crush. Dark and Snow had both transformed into huge dragons of white and black. They sent bolts of ice and darkness at VC, who responded with a blade flurry and cut them before they reached her. Before the Draconic Duo could try again, she jumped up towards them and punched them unconscious.

"Fluff!" Jax swore while she healed the huge beasts. "We need time to come up with a plan!"
"And to steal that sword!" Mel added. "It can make things glitch away! I need that!"
Jax fixated Mel with an "Are You Kidding Me" kind of look.
VC walked up calmly to them, then spotted the sparkly figure. Instead of fighting, he had found a beach chair and was lazily resting in it. For some reason, that greatly aggravated VC as he hadn't raised a finger to help. She sent a wave of energy towards him with the intention to kill, but only hit the chair. Turning around, she saw him next to the others. Teleportation. Perfect.

"Want me to be a distraction?" T-Dude asked, wearing a pair of cyan-blue shades. "It's the only useful thing I'm going to do today."
"And how exactly are you going to do that?" Mel asked with an annoyed sneer. "You're basically next-to-useless in a fight.
"Mel, don't be cranky because the Void Coder's armour was tougher than your knifes." Jax spoke truthfully, cuddling her crush to make sure she was okay. Mel softened at the embrace. Behind his shades, T-Dude's eyes glowed.
"You'll see. How long will you need?"
"Buy us a minute." Lunar replied. "That'll be long enough for us to prepare our Special Attack."

With his usual demeanour, T-Dude strolled up to the hulking figure with his signature smirk. VC allowed herself a small smile. Her right hand began to charge up a powerful Death Beam, with a speed so fast he wouldn't be able to dodge it. That would put a damper in their plans.
Before the beam charged up fully, she was sent flying through the air with no warning. The attack died in her hand as she straightened herself up. What was that?!
"What the hell did you just do?!" She demanded to the tiny figure, who shrugged in reply. Holding her sword, she made a gesture to teleport. She would cut his head off the moment she materialized. Once again however, she was met with the same result. By now she was annoyed. Physically, his attacks did no damage to her at all, apart from a knockback.

T-Dude made two finger-guns, making an "AYYYYY" sound as he winked at VC. The thought of losing to this fool was way too much. She decided to use an area of effect attack, one that would blow this place to smithereens.
"DIE FOOLS!" A grey dome of energy engulfed the area, disintegrating the area around her. The wave rushed towards T-Dude at an incredible speed. Then, everything stopped.
"Hmmm... Let's check out what we've got." T-Dude spoke, then Time moved again. The strangest thing was that instead of it being a normal movement, the attack and everything else moved at a frame per second, allowing T-Dude to see everything that was happening.

This was T-Dude's new ace, called 'Well Yes, But Actually No.' It's proper name was 'Digital Merger', but his was funnier. Essentially, he merged with the code around him, freeing him from the effects of Space-Time. He was still in the same place, but at the same time wasn't. Hence the name. This allowed him to view what would happen in the next second as well as what would happen in the last three seconds. Then, he could re-enter Space-Time at any point that he wanted, which he did now.

"Your next line will be 'DIE FOOLS!'" T-Dude declared.
"DIE FOOLS!" VC yelled, then faltered, causing the dome to collapse. "WHAT THE HELL?!"
The only problem was that he couldn't touch anything while in 'WY,BAN' or it would end. And he could only keep it active for nine seconds. Also, his only other attack was a Push-Back that could send any opponent flying back slightly. VC charged towards T-Dude with her giant sword, Code-Ender. A dangerous weapon, anyone cut with this sword would be deleted from existence, no exceptions and no healing possible.
This time, when she went flying back, she threw the sword at where she assumed T-Dude would be. She would have hit him, if not for the fact that he saw the sword hitting him there and moved away in time.

"Well, I've done all I can do." T-Dude admitted, then lowered his shades so that VC could see his eyes. "But that does mean you're dead now." VC scowled at him, distracting her for a brief moment. It was enough for her doom to begin.
Two humanoid-dragon fists landed a powerful blow on VC's armour, making a slight imprint and sending her flying. Before she could retaliate, the human-dragon hybrids of Dark and Snow began a consecutive fist barrage, their hands blurring as they launched punch after punch on VC. Then, they switched targets. With impressive speed, they blew away the armour protecting her legs. VC replaced it quickly, then turned to face the two. All of a sudden, she fell onto her face, immense pain building up within her legs. Above her, Lunar and Jax looked satisfied, both holding a big kneecap in their hands.

"HA! YOU ACTUALLY DID IT!" T-Dude yelled with glee, then fell to the ground laughing hysterically. VC blocked out the pain, then started to regenerate some new kneecaps. Then she felt a sharp pain in her back and pushed herself up to try and get rid of it. Mel faced her, eyes devoid of mercy as she pulled out two glowing knifes and began to slash and tear at the armour. VC was forced on the defensive, alternating between blocking blows and regenerating her armour. Then, after a particularly savage assault, she collapsed onto one knee. Well, she tried to, but instead fell onto the ground face-down again due to the lack of knees to support her.

The T-Dude Fan Club all gazed at the armoured figure, not one filled with any mercy. Then, the Special Attack began. With their draconic strength, Dark and Snow sent VC into the air. T-Dude used his Push-Back to keep her in the air while Mel threw knifes at the kinks in her armour. With some missiles from Lunar, the entire armour collapsed, revealing a female Void-Black goop mutation within. She went to regenerate her armour, but was attacked from both sides with fists from the dragons. Mel and Lunar also launched 'friendly-fire' attacks at VC to prevent their friends from getting hurt, while Jax tried to boost everyone's attacks.

Finally, with one mighty blow, Dark sent VC catapulting to the ground, causing a dust cloud to appear and hide the severely-damaged Void-Dweller.
"We did it!" Jax squealed in delight, giving everyone hugs. Mel brought out a machine that automatically recalled her knifes. "Some of them are special edition." She explained, putting the machine away. Lunar unfused with The Angry 0w0, who gave her an angry look before disappearing. Dark and Snow returned to their normal forms and tried to grill T-Dude on his power. All he said was "I know things," with a raised eyebrow, scratching the side of his nose in the process.

So they thought they had won, did they? Well, they weren't wrong.
The prone figure of the Void Coder lay unmoving, trying to find a little energy to summon her last attack. True, using this would mean that she might disappear, but it was worth it. How DARE these B******S beat her up this much?! Oh, she hated them all! Those annoying dragons, that knife-throwing nuisance, that stupidly innocent Cinnamon Roll and that purple-haired menace. But most of all, that blue b***h. She had no clue what he had done to her, but would she make him pay. She would make all of them pay!
In her hand materialized an Obsidian Dagger. It was a Code Killer, but a special one. It could only be used once, but once thrown, it would charge up until it exploded in an instant-kill field. Regrettably, they would all die painlessly, but beggars can't be choosers.

She aimed at their backs.

She threw the dagger.

It flew straight and true.

Soon, it would reach its limit.

It was close, unable to be stopped or deflected. And it couldn't be blocked. Not anymore.

It hit.

But did not explode.

For it hit the protective body of T-Dude.

Who foresaw the attack.

His expression, which was once filled with good cheer and humour, was now full of shock as the blade attempted to penetrate past his body.
But he wouldn't let it. Instead, it stopped, and did not explode.
But the damage was already done.
It was a Code-Killer, and while it did not explode, it still retained the ability to instantly delete any code-based being. And T-Dude was code.
His back was turned towards his friends, so they did not see the attack coming. Jax noticed that he was unusually quiet and immbile, however.

"Hey T-Dude. You okay?" Jax asked, a slightly bemused expression on her face. T-Dude said nothing in reply, so she walked up to him.
"What's-" Her eyes widen immensely, going very pale as she saw the deadly stab wound. Snow looked over, concerned. Jax quickly moved T-Dude onto the ground with the knife still sticking out of his stomach. In a brief instant, the atmosphere had gone from victorious to fearful as they all looked on in horror at the Obsidian Knife in his stomach. Mel moved fast, attempting to pull it out. Before she could, it disintegrated to nothing.

Horrified recognition dawned in Mel's eyes, who immediately began a fierce denial of said thought. It couldn't be right. It just couldn't! T-Dude would be fine. T-Dude wouldn't die. T-Dude can't die! He just can't! He's the reason they all came together in the first place, and D*** the Motherf*****s to H*** who dared to claim that he wasn't that important!

Snow was panicking. She had no clue what to do other than freeze T-Dude solid. While that might stop the bleeding, it might also stop everything else considering her power level. She looked once again at T-Dude. It might have been her sleep-depraved imagination, but it looked as if his blue was fading away. It had better not be! T-Dude was not allowed to die! Granted, he was annoying, but he did that to spice up life! He was the sane fun that made the Author's Fan Club possible! Heck, he was the reason the T-Dude Fan Club even existed! Plus, he was an amazing author too, and often said that the only author better than him was Snow. From him, that meant a lot, and besides, he was a lot of fun to have around. If you could ignore his... odder traits. But he was still important, no matter what anyone said.
"Don't you dare die!" Snow threatened the unconscious figure, fighting back ice-cold tears.

Jax was the calmest, which wasn't saying much as she was basically repeating the words "Don't die." Over and over under her breath while trying to heal T-Dude. Starsdammit T-Dude! She swore in her head, trying to remove the Hand of Death from T-Dude. Why'd you have to be the hero?! She thought she knew T-Dude. Idiotic at most times, but a genuinely nice guy who was at times the only sane person she could talk to. She loved Mel, but it was difficult to deal with all her murdery stuff. T-Dude (more often than not) added to the pile, but he was still a huge part to Jax's life. It was thanks to him and his constant denial that his book was good that allowed her to meet her favourite people in the world. It was thanks to him that she was fallen for Mel. Yes, he was difficult to handle, but he had done so much for Jax. She had to repay him. SHE HAD TO!

Lunar was screaming. Her throat hurt, but she didn't care. Nothing mattered at the moment, except the fact that T-Dude was on the ground dying. Compared to that, what was important? T-Dude was an unpredictable one, which was worth a lot coming from her. One moment he'd be talking to someone, the next he'd be crashing through a wall for some funny reason. He was a fun guy despite still being sane. But he was also smart. While he would never realise it, he had helped her a lot with her own writing. It was him that made her expand on her writing. He had shown her how to make a story look cooler and bigger. Granted, you could read the story without that excess part, but it was still cool to read. Plus, he was fun to terrorise! After all, he practically begged to be chased most times, prompting her or Dark or someone whenever he'd openly criticize his book. And besides, he combined Jax's gentleness and immense dislike for murder-stuff and the chaos of the others to weave together fun times. And she kept screaming. For him.

Dark was quiet. If Dark was quiet, you knew you were dead. There was no other answer, because a silent Dark means that she's planning. Planning your demise. But this time, she was in shock, trying to comprehend what she saw. Her eyes told her that T-Dude was dying. Her brain said that was a lie. It had to be a lie. It couldn't be the truth. T-Dude couldn't be dying. The one closest to her couldn't be laying on the ground dying. That wasn't... It couldn't... Oh god...
"T-DUDE!!!!" She yelled, running over to him. It was fine. She had Code. Code could fix this. Code could fix anything. Code could...
She stopped. She knew it wouldn't work. Trembling, she lowered herself down to his body. The blue was clearly fading from his body. The trembling refused to stop. And why should it? Her best friend, the one closest to her heart...
Was dying.

It was raining. Of course it was raining. It always rained when someone died. But he wasn't dead. Not yet. Not if they could do something about it.
Two figures suddenly appeared from T-Dude's body. Both were glitching heavily, and looked like muscular versions of T-Dude.
"I h-hope we're no-ot too late." T-Lord spoke, his voice full of fatigue.
"Y-You're the one w-who insisted we t-try and do this." T-God spoke, his usual cocky demeanour gone.
"Wha-" Jax began, but was stopped by T-Lord. He gave her a kind smile.
"One last thing we can do."

Suddenly, the grey that was seeping into T-Dude reverse, causing him to regain that beautiful, beautiful blue of his. T-Lord and T-God both began to fade.
"A little time. That's all we can give." And they disappeared, as quickly as they appeared.

T-Dude's eyes were wide open, full of their usual blue but very little of the sparkle. He barely had time to react before he was hugged in all directions by five very relieved girls. He moved slightly, and winced in incredible pain.
"I'm in lots of pain right now." He whispered, barely heard by them. "Kinda because of the whole dying thing."
"Hush, you're not dying." Jax chided, refusing to accept otherwise. T-Dude blinked, then decided not to bother.
"I don't know what's going to happen to me." He admitted. The mood dropped slightly at that.
"What's going to happen is that I'm going to kill you, revive you, kill you again and then revive you again." Dark declared, pulling out a knife.

"I'd refrain from doing that. It'll reduce the amount of time you have left with the idiot." A mature voice called out. Even hidden in the dust cloud, there was no mistaking the voice of Inner T-Dude.
"Even on my deathbed, you can't refrain from insulting me, can you?" T-Dude asked sarcastically.
"Of course not, you colossal idiot." He replied, voice laden with bitterness. "With you dying, I also die! And if I die, so does the chance for ASToMTR to ever be finished! Considered that, idiot?!"
"Can't say that I did." He replied calmly. The others all got up to face ITD, anger burning in their eyes. But before they could unleash their wrath on him, he raised a hand.
"Look. With T-Dude being deleted, that also means that everything else that he has gets deleted. That includes Wattpad, Discord and others." ITD explained. "This is because this isn't a basic "I'm dead, let me revive my soul' situation. This is a 'I'm permanently dead situation.' Got it?" Before they could speak, he started to glitch.
"Ah, great. Well, hurry up then. I would hate to suffer from a slow death." And then the genius but cruel mind behind the famous A SkeleTON of Mystery began to fade, his being deleted from existence.

Nobody moved for a few seconds. Then, a presence. It was familiar, and hung around the group, waiting to be summoned. With a start, they realised that it was Myriad, using their magic to remove their body and rush to T-Dude. Using their powers, the group summoned Femme! Myriad who immediately tackled T-Dude into a hug. The sounds of gentle sobbing could be heard from her.
"Damn it... Damn it all..." Is all she said as she stayed there, latched onto her creator, refusing to say goodbye. T-Dude seemed to age as he stared at the figures. Now, their tears fell freely, and they all cried, cursing their powerlessness. Al they wanted was to save him.
And they couldn't.

"They won't remember me, will they?" T-Dude asked, voice immensely sad. It was that heart-breaking tone that made them face him.
"W-What do y-you mean?" Jax asked between sobs, her face damp from the tears. T-Dude gave a sad smile.
"I'm being deleted. Fully. Apart from The Personification Creators, none will remember me. Not even Myriad. Just like Gaster." Myriad stiffened in his arms at that.
"You're not serious, right?" She asked, voice barely a whisper. T-Dude's smile lowered slightly. The rest all looked shocked. It was correct, but they hadn't considered it.
"I am." His voice, always full of humour, was now filled with sadness. It broke their hearts to hear it.

"Ha. Not like that's very important." He laughed weakly, then coughed, the stab wound demanding attention.
"Stop it. Yes you're important! Stop saying you aren't!" Lunar demanded, the tears in her eyes slowing momentarily. T-Dude smiled.
"No, I'm not. I'm just the guy that tells people about the story. ITD was the brains." He replied. Dark looked pissed off. She grabbed T-Dude by the collar so that he would be face-to-face with him.
"YOU THINK I CARE?!" She yelled, anger burning loud in her voice. "IS ITD THE PERSON IN FRONT OF ME?! IS HE THE FUN, ENERGETIC PERSON WHO ALWAYS MAKES EVERYDAY INTERESTING?! IS HE THE PERSON WHO WE'RE ALL FRIENDS WITH?! IS HE THE PERSON WHO I FELL FOR?! NO, HE ISN'T!" And tears were streaming down her face as she kept her locked gaze on the increasingly shocked T-Dude.
"Dark, I-"
"YOU ARE. YOU, THE PERSON WHO BROUGHT US TOGETHER BECAUSE OF YOUR ANTICS. THE GUYS THAT SHOWED US YOUR IDEAS. THE GUY THAT BECAME MY CLOSEST FRIEND. YOU." And she put him down, hiccupping quietly on the ground. T-Dude blinked, trying to process those words.

"Well, she summed it up pretty well," Snow commented. "She said basically everything we had to say."
To say that T-Dude had conflicting emotions would be an understatement. His emotions were locked in combat, making him feel a mixture of overwhelming sadness, Marina Trench-deep gratitude and no clue what to do. Then he collapsed, fatigue overwhelming him.

"Crap... I still have things to say..."He murmured, trying to fight against the call of the Void. Then he took a deep breath, with Jax and Mel holding him up.
"My story. ASToM."
"Re-write it. Take it, tear it apart, add things to it, whatever. Do whatever you will with it. BUT." He turned to Dark, fixating her with a powerful stare.
"You are the only one who knows how it ends. DO NOT REVEAL IT." He proclaimed, making sure she understood. When she nodded, he sighed.
"There is a pocket universe just outside of ASToM. You'll find every character in there, including Cardinal. Do what you will."
"And lastly..."
T-Dude snapped his fingers. On all of them appeared a metallic-blue chain that wrapped comfortably around their next. At its front was a dark blue Sapphire, with stars twinkling from within. T-Dude smiled at the last thing he could do.
"Don't forget me. Don't forget my characters. That's my last request." He pleaded. All of his hope, all of his sadness, all of him.
Embedded in that last sentence.
And he knew.
They would never forget him.
No matter what.
T-Dude. A strange creator, known as a idiot to himself and an amazing friend to others. It was on a ruined landscape that he disappeared from existence, remembered only by those close to him.
They mourned.
Oh, they mourned.
Dark, Mel, Lunar and Snow all found what was left of the Void Coder. They tortured her mercilessly. They didn't even enjoy it, great was their grief.
They couldn't bury his body, because it had disappeared as well. So they made a vow. No matter what, they would never forget T-Dude. Not even if their memories were stolen. Myriad could remember, thanks to the Sapphire, and swore the vow as well.

T-Dude.
His counterpart, ITD.
Creator of ASToM and ASToMTR.
Don't Forget.
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And all I say is true.

Don't forget me, okay?
-T-Dude