## OUTLINE 2025-12-24: ### Chapter 0: The Demise of America This story is in continuity with The Saga of Dawn and Dusk, and was one of the 256 million scenarios generated by Scenario Generator, based on a what-if from Verde's own home world, where her death actually played a small part in its demise. On September 30, 2012, Danny Verres killed his parents and himself, and this new coverage was part of a viral moment for the aspiring political pundit, Johannes "Johnny" Krauser. A talk show host turned TV personality turned Florida senator who was eyeing power and has shielded Nazi views and values. He was able to capitalize on this tragedy, use it to help achieve greater political acclaim, and used the power of the internet, going so far as to host an 4chan AMA during the peak of GamerGate, where he became a community icon. He used this acclaim, a group of disenfranchised young man, betrayed by capitalism, to harness greater political power and eventually run a successful campaign for president in 2016. Krauser outlawed homosexual marriage, demolished Civil Rights bills, attacked the Americans with Disabilities Act, and strengthened the borders, building prisons and interment camps with the expressed purpose of tormenting people imprisoned there, going so far as to stream these atrocities to the world, 24/7, including executions. Transitioning became illegal. Protest, anti-Whiteness, and anti-Christianity were all deemed un-American. And any politician who threw a fit was denied Federal funding until they complied, or ran into an unfortunate accident thanks to a kamikaze agent. Come 2020, the nation had been thoroughly radicalized. Preaching for genocide and the return to a Christian State was common throughout the country. And those in power had more power than ever before. However, the supporters of Krauser's fascist were themselves a minority within the country. A country that, operating under the guise of a democracy, held an election. On November 3, 2020, Krauser had been elected out of office, in favor of a 'radical left' candidate. They were set to take the office in a matter of months, on January 20, 2021. That is how things were supposed to work in a democracy… but before the transfer of power could be completed, the resistance rose up. The GamerGaters, the Alt-Right, rose up, tore off their masks, and bore their fangs, sacrificing anything and everything in a vicious pursuit of power. …And they won. On January 6, 2021, democracy died. The political establishment was executed, violent riots broke out in Washington, and the city became a de facto police state as Krauser expanded his influence further, aiming to transform America into not a democracy, but an empire, dubbing it The Fourth Reich. People resisted, but he recruited everyone who would not, gave them guns, badges, and had them swear an oath, branding them all with a swastika arm branding, not a tattoo, but a branding, as that cannot be removed. They were promised power under this burgeoning regime, and they allied with it. Some defected, some stole and killed their former brothers in arms. But to say the two sides were on equal grounds was laughable. One side had access to the power of the most advanced and robust weaponry on the planet, and millions of trained soldiers, eager to throw their lives away in the pursuit of heroism. The other had righteous indignation and knowledge of myriad subjects. There was much fighting, millions of deaths, and trillions of damages done to the nation as cities were torn to shrapnel. It would have ended sooner… but the opposing forces *had* to make their power known to the world. On July 4, 2021, the 245th anniversary of the American Declaration of Independence, The American Empire was truly born. Their first goal was simple. To cleanse their nation of their nonbelievers and annex every scrap of value within reach. Actually, maybe just begin with the words uttered by Verde on that day. This was the world She knew. The world that She came from. It should have been left forgotten, untouched, left to rot and slowly destroy itself in fascist hellfire. Alas, the machine of God works in mysterious ways, and even the most evil and worst worlds of all can manifest themselves in the land of fantasy. Sometimes, all it takes is the right person in the right place to change the world forever. And just as often, all it takes is one powerful fool to destroy the lives of millions. Here, the future is unwritten. Something ominous about the possibilities before introducing us to the main characters, a year after Krauser attempted to create a new American empire. --- ### Chapter 1: Suicide for Despair June 23, 2022. The story opens up in Baltimore, Maryland, the sister city to DC, where resistance has broken out against the forces in Washington, which wishes to claim Baltimore as an extension of DC. It is not a proper war zone, but there are Federal agents roaming around, trying to pluck up any undesirables, as some people insist that they must go about their lives while fascism is overtly taking over their country, and an election was stolen. There is a riot in the south side of town, with people getting gassed and hit by pepper balls, hit with shields, or just shot, as some members of Krauser's Lethality Force, (CHILL CHILL: Criminal Humanitarians, Immigrants, and Liberals Liquidators), just want to kill a bunch of people. These people fight back, sometimes saying fuck it and killing these cowards, leading them to flee, but they are often outmatched, and all it takes is a few stray bullets to take down a crowd. President is pardoning 10,000 people a day, allowing his White Supremacist allies to do as they please. Recruiting the worst of the worst to positions of power, giving them a gun, and telling them to kill all Black people. Protest is both illegal under Krauser, and is often deadly, as both Medicare and Medicaid have been shut down, denying hospitals vital funding, leaving many to shut down in response. The entire insurance ecosystem has collapsed, and over 60% of Americans lack any good recourse when they get shot, other than debt. Those who do survive often retain scars due to the maliciousness of the CHILL officers who want to leave people disabled, and they did just that, the perspective shifting from this establishing shot to move over to the two main characters. Vivianne "Anne" James - White woman. Age 33. Short, scrawny, not the most traditionally attractive, red head. Grew up as a child with a standard middle class suburban upbringing, but as she grew into an adult, as she saw GamerGate play out, as she saw Krauser take office, she became a leftist, studying racial theory, and choosing to believe that capitalists are the evil overlords of the world, that the rich must be killed. She is openly bitter and spiteful to the world, and believes that racial action is not only just, but necessary. She believes in a lot of things, but violence is at the cornerstone of them, even if that alienates her from other leftists. Xavier James - Black man. Age 31. 185 cm Tall, bulky in shape due more to build and structure. An extensively progressive Black man who has his own anti-Black tendencies. Preferring White women above Black women and has less than charitable views of Black women, believing they are bratty, bitchy, controlling, and horny people who desire to specifically harm Black men. He has some conservative leanings and fell for some bootstrap politics, believing that Black people are responsible for fixing their culture, and can even sound like a coon in some instances. He was not formally educated beyond some community college classes, but did not have much of an intellectual awakening, and mostly just defers to his wife on these issues. Both Anne and Xavier were adamant protesters who were caught in a non-violent demonstration where the militarized police started firing at people with rubber bullets and tear gas, bum rushing and curb-stomping people before breaking out their batons, bashing people's heads open. Dozens died, over a thousand were hospitalized, and Anne and Xavier were among the most hurt by this assault, and were denied medical care due to hospitals being backed up and shut down due to the abolishment of Medicaid, which was fully abolished here, but not Medicare, though it is under threat. This left Anne with a busted right hand that would never heal properly, with two fingers immobile and a concussion that made her blind in one eye. She is weak, disempowered, and viciously bitter. Xavier, meanwhile, was fucked up big time, shooting him in the spine to render him paralyzed below the waist, with no recourse due to the police's legal immunity. He is confined to a wheelchair, and deeply bitter about it, being a 185 cm tall man, and having had considerable strength, yet now he is confined to disability. Confined to a chair. Both are deeply bitter about this, but have given up. The American police state has grown too powerful, they are weakened and disabled, destined to live the rest of their lives as disparaged, and bearing thousands of dollars in medical debt they cannot pay. So, they head out to a major bridge at 10:00 in the evening. Anne declares that they would resist if they could, that she thinks she should go out into the protests and fight, even become a suicide bomber. But Xavier urges her to just give up. They already fought, and they lost. The resistance does not need people like them. Anne wants to reject this notion, but cannot. She is tired and ready to quit. They look at each other and say that they should fulfill their pact, and do so, Anne grabbing a dolly with bricks and rope, tying them around the two the best she can with just one hand. They are bound together by these bricks, and will sink together. So, with a couple bricks tied around them, with Xavier locked in his rented wheelchair, they jump off the bridge and sink into the cool water this midsummer night. Dying moments later. --- ### Chapter 2: Suicide for Resurrection As Vivianne and Xavier die, their souls are freed from their body and they gain the ability to possess others, remaining locked into their bodies and only freed through death. Vivianne's soul will travel upwards, going higher and higher, into the sky, flying through the air as she ventures towards the White House, located roughly 40 miles away. She feels drawn to it, something inside of her telling her to go there, past the warzone, and to the place lit up so bright, where evil lies. Xavier, meanwhile, finds himself less composed, drifting out of the water and into the streets, where he is barely able to perceive things, as he lacks eyes. However, here, a sense of evil and power is represented by giant shining lights that draw them in, and Xavier sees many lights, but the biggest one is moving, driving somewhere, yet he rushes in, finding a human shaped vessel before slamming into it. He winds up possessing a Candice Owens pastiche named Cynthia Celestite. An infamous Black female podcaster, scammer, talking head, and tool for White Nationalists to sanitize their talking points as common sense, while mainstreaming conspiracy theories. She is one of the most recognizable Black faces in the country, travels it for various appearances, speeches, and collaborations, runs the number seven podcast in the world. She is currently being chauffeured from one gig back to the airport for an overnight first-class flight to her home in Austin, Texas. Xavier's reaction to this possession incident is sheer befuddlement. Cynthia was on her phone, giving him complete access to it and all of her personal information, including a camera to use as a mirror. He comments on her hair, pressed and straightened to make it feel and look like a White woman's bob, yet her face makes her look like any other Black woman, benefitting from a lighter than average complexion and while her nose may be wider/flatter, she still has enough White features to conform to an image of Whiteness, and tries doing so with her dress, wearing gemstone earrings, wearing a suit jacket over her person with a respectable top that did not show any cleavage, and wearing black leggings that flashed a bit of ankle before giving way to black heels. He is baffled by what is going on, but the driver says nothing, as he is not supposed to, and is blocked behind a partition for privacy. Xavier asks himself why he wound up in her body, of all people, as he loathes this woman and for the rot she represents in the Black community, feeding them garbage while emboldening White supremacists by feeding their narratives, serving as the token Black to defend them. He hates her, but he still goes through her phone, seeking out what he can, and piecing together bits of information from texts, notifications, and emails, realizing where he is heading and viewing her packed schedule, remarking how a coon's work is never done. Before too long, he is dropped off at Baltimore airport where he walks through security, following the directions outlined before him, pilfering through Cynthia's purse, and getting heckled by a couple of people. He remarks on how deeply awkward it is just moving around, hearing and feeling the clicking of her heels, carrying her bag, and feeling her hair bat his face as he walks. He wants to hide, and as he walks around, about to check in, he asks what the hell is he doing. Xavier knows that Cynthia has a husband, and children, and he does not want to do commit to this life. He reassures himself that he would be doing good if this woman were to just disappear from the world, leaving a void in her place. He has her phone, a face ID is all he needs, and he could just… run away, ruin her reputation. He knows she has money, can see about $5 million in cash/savings/investments, and knows that he can live off of that while he figures out what the hell is going on. He approaches a White man who works for the airport, who sieg heils him, and tells him he needs to cancel a flight and leave the country and head to Montreal. The man swiftly assists him, remarking how those people in Canada need to be policed and kept in line, and says he would love it if Krauser annexes them, just like Russia's doing with Ukraine. Saying he would happily take up a gun and fight for a unified America. Xavier just goes along with this, saying that he's expecting this guy to call him an N-word sometime soon. Then the guy gives Xavier a new boarding pass, saying that Cynthia is one of the only good N-words in the world. Xavier just wants to leave ASAP. Once through customs, where he was given celebrity treatment, but was not met by many people, given how late it was, Xavier decides he needs to break things off and destroy Cynthia's career ASAP. He does not think he can strategize a way around this, and feels sick after talking to that Nazi, and decides that destroying her reputation, removing this evil person from the world, and have her denounce her past ways, would be sufficient. Xavier heads into a bathroom stall, whips out his phone, and records a video where he makes a public announcement. That his career is over. That he is quitting her position at the The Daily Stoner, a play on The Daily Stormer, but somehow worse! He says that he is a grifter, that he used and abused the prejudices of people across this country, around the world really, to enrichen himself, get paid, get clout, and push Black people back, denying them to progress as she fought against them in the culture wars, while emboldening hateful White people. Xavier declares that he is *done*, and claims that he was scared of doing so, but after everything that happened these past 18 months, he is at his breaking point. He says his podcast is canceled, his engagements are canceled, and he regrets everything he has done. He apologizes to grifting and manipulating people for so many years, and says that while he cannot do much to make the world better, he can at least stop it from getting worse. He flies out first class, enjoying the privacy as he copes with what the hell is going on, buying a drink to ease his woes and putting on a movie he gets halfway through during the 100 minute flight. Refusing to use his phone, as he finds it some way dirty, if not tainted. --- ### Chapter 3: Suicide for Freedom Do not write this paragraph: Xavier arrived at late 'o clock, took a taxi to a fancy hotel that was near the airport, and spent the night trying to make this body more comfortable. He tears off Cynthia's clothes, and ran into the shower, feeling he had to get a certain stink off of him from the flight. He looks down on himself as the water flows over him and especially the hair, groaning as he thinks about how Black women *ruin* their hair like this, saying that his mother always warned his sisters to embrace their natural curls, not use chemicals to make them look more like white girls. He wanted to avoid using his phone for a while, and decided to get out a bunch of cash the next morning, planning on not staying in a major city, but to head to a rural lake house located two hours away. He rented a car, brought a shitload of food from the grocery store, and even a couple of bulk comfort clothes at a department store along the way. Xavier lays low, getting obscuring his identity with a hat and mask, deciding that he needs to stay off the grid, offline, grabs a burner phone, and the story proper only resumes after he arrives at the lake house the following night, collapses, and wakes up in the wee hours of the morning. At 5:20, Xavier wakes up to the rising sun in this home of wood and stone, warm yet natural and modern. Surrounded by trees, with nobody around for almost a kilometer. Truly alone. He recounts what happened the past day, recapping it as he gets up, wearing only panties and a baggy T-Shirt he bought for $10. He catches himself in a mirror, bemoans how he cannot easily just un-straighten this hair, and says he wound chop it off, but he always found a bald woman to look unattractive. He says that he at least looks less like her without all the makeup, but still hears her voice whenever he speaks, trying to mask it by speaking more casually and with a different affect, but he thinks it will take some time before anything about this feels comfortable or right. If ever. He tries to say he is glad he can just be walking, but wonders if he should even be alive right now. He decides to clear his head with some coffee and toast, turning on the machine and filling the toaster before turning on the TV, where the 5:00 news is still playing. Immediately, he is taken in, as the story of the hour is about a series of deaths at the White House, reporting that over 50 people were killed through means still uncertain, including the President and Vice President. Johnny Krauser is dead, just like that, and Xavier nearly collapses from this news, wondering how this could even be possible. Before laughing like a mad man, jumping and hollering as he loses his shit, saying that this is how it ends, this is how the fascist regime crumbles. This bliss is heightened by the fact that these deaths seem to keep coming, lasting and compounding as the news media panics and anchors struggle to even find the words, especially as word comes out that this was due to a suicide of some sorts. Which Xavier does not think too much about, he is just overjoyed to see the architects of this society die. Secretary of Defense, Attorney General, FBI director, Speaker of the House, Secretary of State, Secretary of the Treasury, Secretary of Health and Human Services, the entire line of succession is being demolished and Washington DC is in a full panic state, as this should not be happening. Even Senators and House members are turning up dead, with breaking news reports coming through constantly. Xavier compares it to watching the January 6th riots escalate into war, but this time the bad guys are the ones dying. Bliss and unrest define that day, and after a while Xavier is out at the lake, laughing at the nature of news and how even as DC is in panic, the world around him does not change, does not care about these events, and he dives into the surprisingly warm waters, still laughing at maybe he will have a country, hopeful for the first time in over 18 months. The world may be saved yet, and if he were to die here and now, he would die a happy man. Though, he wishes he was still one, looking down at his breasts and lack of a penis with a groan. But, if this is the price he needs to pay to live in a world where fascists actually die, he will gladly accept it. --- ### Chapter 4: Suicide for Revolution The story then resumes on July 26, 2022. Xavier is still in the lake house and feeling pretty good about life. He has kept Cynthia's phone away, just going off the grid, completely hidden from the world, ignoring any and all bullshit, Cynthia's departure ignored next to all of the deaths happening across America. Crooked politicians have been killing themselves en masse, many of the richest people in the country were found dead, and on July 4th, a coalition of Democratic leaders are rallying together under new leadership, claiming to take back America during this great exodus and time of unrest, while also being afraid for their lives. Conservatives, however, have been having the mother of all crash outs, abandoning ventures, going dark, and getting shunned by an embolden populace. This has all made Xavier incredibly happy, and he is spending his night walking around with a skirt and tank top, dancing to Section.80 as things move onto *Rigamortis*, frying up a meal in a skillet as he he wiggles himself around, letting his hair bat himself in the face, just happy to be alive and in living in a world renewed by hope. He is just so happy to be able to hear about this, even if he does feel a bit guilty. He knows he is leaving behind a husband and two kids without their mother, but he refuses to take responsibility, and merely sent them a letter saying that he is not coming back, took the money, and is effectively abandoning them. He knows he will need to follow through with this eventually, but hopes that won't be for long. Xavier never wanted kids, much less a husband, and is inclined to take a couple months, maybe a year, to just settle into this body before thinking of doing anything with this life. Then Xavier hears a knocking on the door. He is cautious, wondering who this could possibly be. He grabs his phone with one hand, dialing 911 without sending, and eyes where the nearest knife is. He gulps, reminding himself of how he is so much shorter and weaker, before opening up the door, revealing Erinlingo Hucklebee, the richest men in the world. A fat 55-year-old man from South Africa with a fuzzy neckbeard, balding, wearing a T-shirt and a blazer, looking like a schlub. Xavier immediately freaks out, grabs his hot pan from the stove and smacks him with it repeatedly, burning him and scattering hot oily food all over the place. He screeches at him to die for being a fascist, for cutting off US AID and killing a million children, for failing to end world hunger with his power. He was born into a genocider class, and he is a loyalist to its ideas. Erinlingo crumples on the floor, his face bruised as shit, blood coming out of his mouth, but he laughs as Xavier takes a moment to recover, throwing down the pan and grabbing a knife as he plans to kill this man, thinking that if he kills him, he can die a hero of humanity. Erinlingo says that he is proud that Xavier for still having a fighting spirit, but to hold off on killing him for a while. Xavier freaks out at the idea that this fucker knows who he truly is. Erinlingo claims that he is actually Vivianne, that she died when they drowned in the bay, but lived on as a spirit and upon realizing her status, she soared over to the White House, slamming into the body of Krauser himself, and she wasted little time realizing the power she had. She had the power of the president… and the power to kill the president. It was late at night, security was low, and she had some autonomy. So she left her bedroom, grabbed a pen and headed to the restroom, where she silently killed herself, using a spare blade from a razor to cut the skin before jamming a pen inside there. She knew how sensitive the neck was, and had the resolve needed to stifle her screams. The door was locked, the pen rammed through her arteries, and she stabbed herself in the eye to expedite things, hoping that death would soon follow. Hearing someone call for her from the other side of the door. She then died, but rather than vanishing, her spirit still lingered in the world. Meaning she had the opportunity to *kill more*. Vivianne says that it was like a slasher movie there, that chaos ran rampant, and she spread the chaos via social media, posting images of the dead president before killing the body she was occupying. People came in droves, panic ran rampant, and through a mixture of murder and suicide, made all the better once she got a gun, allowing her to paint the White House red. Vivianne has been on a murder spree that has caused unfounded chaos throughout America, but despite attempts to spin it as the work of some ANTIFA of NFO N\*\*\*\*r or Faggot Organization, the raw footage says otherwise. It says that old White men were killing themselves or killing others. Denial was rampant, and fantasy was more believable than the reality staring them in the face. Some assumed this was staged, that this footage and the bodies were fake. That this was some sort of Chinese suicide virus meant to make these people kill themselves. And in response to their ignorance, Vivianne continued, killing more and more until 25% of congress and half of SCOTUS were killed. She has killed thousands in this short amount of time, not sleeping, and expanded her domain to the richest people in the country, finding where billionaires lived, trusting her instincts, and then killing them as promptly as possible, taking their spouses and kids with them in some instances. Jim Bozos, The Reptile, Dark Muckleburg, Harry Leckelstone, Jeffrey Epstein (he was pardoned and did not commit suicide here), the Kahk Brothers and so many more, killed. The stock market is in free fall, and fear is overwhelming. The government is hanging on because of rampant layoffs that preceded this. And hysteria is running rampant as nobody is able to get things done. She thinks that the chaos is necessary, that a rebirth will happen as the worst people are killed, their empires fall, and so forth. Executives, the wealthy, political provocateurs, all are targets, and she has spent the past month on a killing spree, killing over a dozen people every day. Becoming something of an expert in the art of suicide. She looked up methods for a research paper before, and knew the most effective. Hearing this freaks out Xavier, who asks why she has done this, and she simply says that she has power and has a responsibility to use it well. "With great power comes a great responsibility to use this power correctly." She has the power to make a difference in this world, and *needs* to do this, choosing to believe this happened for a *reason*, and she must use it to cleanse her nation, all nations, of evil. However, she is only one person, and despite her attempts, she can only possess men, leading Vivianne to think that Xavier, who only possessed Cynthia, can only possess women. Xavier asks what does this mean for trans or non-binary people, but Vivianne just asks why the fuck would they want to kill trans people. Vivianne explains that there is no way to escape bodies once they are possessed, and they must be disposed of before they can be freed. He must kill himself and do it again, and again, and again, for that is what a hero means in this context. Xavier has to question this method, thinking that this rampant destruction will only sew paranoia and distrust in systems, and that people have been going crazy with conspiracies per what he has glanced, and urges Cynthia to merely stop, take up a powerful body, and use her resources to build things up the right way. Xavier is sensible in his approach, thinking that they need to build things up, but Vivianne just grabs him and tells him that he is *wrong*, that his mind is *too narrow*. "Xavier, I love you, I love you more than anybody in the world. More than my parents, and more than my brother. But you have never been good at big picture thinking. Your train of thoughts is too narrow, you believe in the process too much. We might be dealing with a lot of unknowns, but we are doing what needs to be done!" Now is the time for revolution, not reform, and they need to be willing to do anything and everything to reshape the world and kill the naught point naught naught one percentage of people responsible for the decay of society. They must be killed, immediately, in order to make a better society for humanity, and they must work together to achieve this. Vivianne gives Xavier a proposition, asking him once more to join her, to make the most of this divine power they have been gifted, but Xavier says no, that he does not want to kill people like this, and he does not think that murder will bring peace. In response, Vivianne gets up and attacks him, pinning him to the floor and tells him that this is not about what he thinks. They have this power for a fucking reason, and they must use it properly. Other people can rebuild, but only they can be anyone, only they can kill people, and if they keep this up, they can change the world for the better. It is their duty, and Xavier must answer the call. "If you think you're a good person, do the right thing and KILL YOURSELF NOW!" The terse portrayal of Vivianne's words leaves Xavier panicked, and he grabs a knife in order to push away Vivianne, slashing her arm and threatening to kill her. Xavier says he never asked for this shit, that he just wants to take care of one awful person, and silencing her should be enough. Vivianne says nothing in response to Xavier's conviction, walks out, and mutters the word disappointment before departing. As Vivianne leaves, Xavier then starts to panic, wondering if he is merely going crazy as the unreality of the scenario rushes through his mind. …And then someone drives a Cybertruck through the house, bombarding Xavier with debris before he jumps out of the way, running over his legs. The Cybertruck continues through the rest of the home, through the wall, and into the lake nearby. Xavier looks on as pain wrecks his body, seeing the terrible automobile sink deeper into the water as nobody escapes, with Vivianne's latest possessee, Erinlingo, dying. Xavier feels relief that he escaped from Vivianne, but is left unable to stand after his legs were damaged, likely broken from being run over like this. He is full of pain, and tries to crawl towards the nearest phone, but placed it on the counter, which he can no longer reach. He hopes that the noise and sight of a broken house is enough to get assistance, and he is not bleeding much, but he still thinks that he might actually die here and begins sobbing again, frustrated that this all had to happen and aghast at how cruel his wife could be. How she refused to just let him live in peace, demanding that he kill himself, but he also cannot say she is really wrong, just that she is moving too fast. How the fuck is he supposed to react to her words? …But then, like 15 minutes later, headlights shine in from the giant hole in the lake house and from this car Xavier sees another fat White man who, from the way he looks at him, he can tell is not just some dude. The man then calls him Xavier, and he panics, realizing that everything Vivianne said was true, and asking that she call him a hospital, and she says no. She grabs a knife from the kitchen and stabs Xavier in the hand. He cries out in pain, but she does not even flinch, telling him that he has to kill himself, or else she will only hurt him more. She explains that even if someone stopped her, he would wind up in a wheelchair again, disabled again, and he panics, saying he cannot go back to that, he refuses, and grabs the knife, wanting to stab Anne, but unwilling to risk angering her. He takes the knife to his throat, slitting it, and feels the blood coming out, gushing. Anne tells him to aim for his jugular, but Xavier panics too much and loses his grip, bleeding out as Anne leans down and thanks him, kissing him on the lips. He feels awkward, abused, and in great pain, but in his panic, he at least thinks he is feeling his wife's embrace, and passes away. --- ### Chapter 5: Suicide for Humanity Senses fade, he dies, and he finds himself in a world of darkness, where he is met with something else. A dark miasma that seems to surround him, he flees, flying away, and sees something powerful, an inversion of light, that is meant to represent Vivianne. By killing so many people she gained a renewed strength, she absorbed their spirits, and has gained a presence that deeply terrifies Xavier. He feels that her soul itself could eat him, and he feels the need to flee to the light. But being in the wilderness, there are not too many lights, so he ventures about a kilometer to another lake house, where he lands in the body of a White woman, age 45, named Sandra. A bit on the heavier side, but still pretty healthy as far as he could tell, naked beyond a pair of panties and a bathrobe she was wearing. He lands in her body as she was holding a glass, and nearly drops it, just barely planting it onto the ground as his head spins and he falls. His vision is blurry from a lack of glasses, and he feels her gut and wide hips even as he sits on the floor. He chants to himself that he is alive as he recovers, and tries to come to terms with what happened, confused about what to do next or where to find Vivianne now, saying that she scares the shit out of him. She was always outspoken, always aggressive, but he feels that she changed, that this is not who he married. He wonders if Vivianne was always like this, if this power corrupted her, or if she changed by killing herself. Xavier is too frazzled to reflect on his second suicide, and he feels the need to calm his nerves, looking around and finding a bottle of wine before deciding to drink straight out of it, chugging it and nearly collapsing, saying that his father was right, alcohol does make all your problems go away. No wonder he avoided touching this crap. With his senses numb, he barely notices as Vivianne comes back in, still in the body of the heavyset man. She is quick to gather that it's Xavier in there. Xavier is confused how she did so, and Vivianne says that she can just see him. It's like an aura that she can see even through walls, telling Xavier to shut his eyes and feel for her presence. To his surprise, he is able to sense her, and sense that it is her. Vivianne says that she is learning more about these powers all the time, and that this is just one of many tricks she learned. It's how she found him int he first place, saying he did a good job of covering his trail, and took her lessons to heart. Xavier is curious why she took this random guy's body, and what he's going to do as a random woman, to which Anne says that she does not want to do this, but they need to kill these people. The deaths of innocents were lost in the media scuffle, and forgotten, but she had to kill people to get where she wanted, to get what she wanted, and regrets this. She does not want to harm innocents, and looks actively upset as she rants about this, yet needs to. The fastest way to spur a revolution is with bloodshed, and when you kill the most powerful people in the world, you also need to kill some people just going about their lives. Xavier says he hates this idea, but Vivianne highlights how the Krauser Empire has killed millions, and they saved millions. "If I need to kill 100 thousand to save a million people… I would do that in a heartbeat. I loathe killing innocents, but what is worse? To watch a bus full of people die, or two kill two passengers along with the driver, letting 20 live?" - rework this Xavier cannot argue with her, and for as much as he hates the idea of killing innocents, he also does not want to just live as this random woman, inherit her problems, and her kids according to Vivianne, who claims she can read the minds of those she possessed. Comparing it to a video game, saying she unlocked that skill through repeated use, but only generalities. Xavier is about ready to kill himself again, numbed by the wine, but Vivianne claims that he should wait until they get back to the states, saying they have passports and have business in New York City, as there are plenty of executives who need to be dealt with. She does not want to lose him again, and kisses him. Even in another body, he still feels her spirit as they kiss, and says that he is tired and needs to rest. Vivianne says that she has not slept in any body so far, but agrees to do so, saying that the world could use a quiet night for once. The two go to prepare for sleep, in the bodies of two mediocre White people, and as Xavier feels his form, he begins touching himself, surprised at how tender his slightly sagging tits are. Vivianne asks him what the hell is he doing, and he asks her if she tried embracing the differences of their bodies. Vivianne says she would not want to touch Jensen Huang's dick if it were the last dick on Earth, and was too determine to even think about masturbation… before outright asking if Xavier wants to have sex. Xavier is taken aback by her directness, but Anne says that she is feeling more confident than usual, and just wants to cut to the chase, thinking that maybe it will help them somehow. This is all magical nonsense anyway. And after the protests, she thought they would never have sex again. Hell, maybe the reason she has been so aggressive is because she keeps getting a testosterone rush when she enters a new body! Who knows. Xavier then, with his inhibitions limited, decides to just present himself before Vivianne, who looks over his body and feels lust, saying that this sight brings back a lot of memories, calling Xavier Sandra for a moment, which causes him to panic, saying that he's her husband, before she comments that he likely won't be able to become a man again, so maybe it's time they swap roles around. He tries to resist, but words fail him as the wine does its magic and he starts getting kissed, felt up, and handled by hands that know this body's folds better than he does. Sex scene commences, the main hook being that it involves tow fat mediocre White people, both in their 40s. So they lack the virility of youth and finish faster. First fingering as Xavier thinks back to masturbating as Cynthia and the shame he felt. But how he kept doing it every night, feeling like he was in some way debasing her, same with using her voice to say everything she would have never said. There, he had control. Here, he feels like he lacks control, being putty in Vivianne's hands as she caresses his breasts, kisses his mouth, and even licks his ears. He is left hot and bothered, and as he sees the 5 inch dick before him, he asks for it to be put inside him. Anne does, and she proceeds to fuck him, being a bit too aggressive and violent, apologizing afterwards. Xavier says it's fine, and that he knows how hard it can be to use a dick, before saying that he blew his load too early last time. Anne tells him that's all ancient histories, and tells him to get some sleep, before saying she gets why guys always fall asleep after sex. You blow your load and are just done. Xavier thinks that maybe they could make things work after they work together to fix this world, but is not quite sure. Anne is still a mystery to him. --- ### Chapter 6: Suicide for Justice Story resumes in the middle of the afternoon of July 27, 2022. Xavier is at behind the wheel of a car as he drives across a bridge to enter New York City. He feels his hands are too big and his fat ass is sore as he sees this sight, grumbling about his current body, but he has indeed made it. Vivianne congratulates him on making it here, but says that it's high time we finally get to work. Xavier says that he wants to get out of this body and into something more comfortable, but resists. Xavier comments on how he's scared of trying this in the biggest city in America, but Vivianne assures him that this is fine, that she will help him navigate the darkness, telling him to go toward the brightest light and that she will follow him, and show him how to embrace the thrill of suicide, of knowing that with the pain of death, you are cleansing the world. Xavier asks if this is necessary, and Vivianne says that she would feel sick with herself if she ignored her powers and lead a normal life. She believes she has this ability for a reason, and wants to help others. By killing their enemies. Xavier also feels bad about killing these people, and Vivianne says that there is no way for them to come back. Their lives were lost when they were possessed, when their souls were overwritten. Xavier still hates thinking about it this way, and Vivianne reminds him that a good deed makes up for a bad one. That if you save the world, you can kill a couple hundred children guilt-free. At least, in her dreary book. The idea behind this chapter is cleaning up the most American City in America, going out and killing everybody who has immense power and abuses it. Crooked government workers who exist to inhibit the system by approving policies that worsen the lives of average people while lining the pockets of the wealthy. C-Suite executives who actively loathe the people their companies are supposed to serve. Or generally rich bastards who profit off of the death and suffering of others. Xavier tries to look at this problem as being more complex, wondering if they should just stay in these bodies for a while, use philanthropy and charity to enrich the lives of others. However, Vivianne claims that is too slow and does not lead to systemic change. Philanthropy is a band-aid on capitalism and cannot solve any underlying issues. Though, she did amend her will while in Erinlingo Hucklebee, sending all of the money to a charitable foundation led by his disowned transgender daughter. She DocuSigned it and everything, so it's legit. But there are too many factors at play, and they can always do the same thing with their next of kin or beneficiaries. For now however, Vivianne has a mental list, and thinks that she needs to focus on cleaning up this city. Saying it may be dense, but it has some of the worst people in the country, including Sean Schmuckers (Chuck Schumer), the wet noodle dipshit who got us into this mess. They head deeper into the city, before getting bogged down by traffic, which Vivianne lacks the patience for, telling Xavier to drive into a nearby alley. Vivianne then produces a knife and hands it to Xavier, saying that he should kill himself first. He hates this feeling, but Vivianne claims it will be like second nature soon enough. He sputters, cries, and panics as he slashes his jugular, and is then in a dark void, where he quickly finds a light not too far from here, located high in a NYC penthouse. Xavier lands in the body of a woman in the middle of getting herself gussied up for a night on the town, attending some social event beginning this evening, in the middle of doing her makeup. Xavier flinches as he lands in her body and gets lipstick over his cheek, but does not think too much about it, trying and failing to wipe it off before finding one of those makeup remover wipes and clearing this crap off of his face. He is in the body of Julia Everest, a tall 67-year-old White wealthy heiress who inherited and immense fortune from her War Baron grandfather and has thrived in NYC as a socialite who is mostly known in circles, and not so much a public figure, but she has the same interests as her War Baron grandfather, and has openly supported the Krauser regime because she is immensely racist, of course. He wanders around, still in basic clothes, and feels odd in this body, remarking how it does not feel that old, but it also feels wrong, due to the many surgeries she had done to maintain her body. Botox in the face, a butt lift to make her ass bigger, a boob job to make her more corpulent, and something around her guts and joints that feels artificial in some way. He has only been in four bodies, but this one feels the most perverse. The penthouse is a testament to excess, with so much empty space and so many luxuries, along with a fully dressed French maid who even has a French accent. Xavier feels the need to navigate things, and is promptly informed that he has a phone call from this maid, picking it up to hear from the New York City mayor himself, Anthony Cummings (Andrew Coumo). Cummings explain they are not themself, but know who they are, and Xavier pieces it together, remarking how there are some things they don't want to leave records of. He asks what he should do because of the maid around him, wondering if he has a husband to deal with. Vivianne/Cummings says that they do, and warns them that they should either try to be an evil old bitch or jump out of their balcony to get used to suicide. Xavier hates those options, but is told those are the only ones, saying that either way, they should head to the Diamond Gala being held tonight, as it will be a political hotbed of the worst and the worse. He asks what she has planned, and she says she plans on creating the biggest wealth transfer the city has ever known. She was busy looking up this information on her phone as she headed here, thanking him for driving, and saying she knows what to do to maximize chaos, and has made sure the cops are heavily armed. The call then ends, and Xavier is left to hear that his 'husband' is back home, seeing a decrepit, short, 81-year-old man walking with a odd place, named Edward Everest. He is walking with a cane, already dressed in a suit, and as he arrives the maid, named Vanessa, is diligent and greets him, asking to take his jacket, but he says that's unnecessary, as he's just here for Julia, looking up at her. Vanessa looks at Xavier as he delays, but he gathers he is supposed to kiss him, and does so. Feeling awkward, as this dude looks like a damn plantation owner and like he'd give him shit just for passing by him. He kisses him, but he is not happy about this, and comments that he's not wearing makeup. Vanessa says she will help Julia prepare ASAP, and Xavier complies. Vanessa digs into his purse and asks him if he is feeling well, and Xavier says he's not feeling like himself today, as if he suddenly found himself in this life. Vanessa looks shocked and asks if this is the Alzheimer's acting up, and advises Xavier to take a pill and says she will book him an appointment ASAP once he leaves. Xavier thanks Vanessa, saying that she's such a sweet maid, and this makes Vanessa's eyes water up. Xavier comforts her, and she says that she only gets compliments like that once in a full moon, and Xavier hugs her, saying that he's sorry for acting this way, and asks her if they have any cash on hand. Vanessa says they do, and directs him to a small safe hidden in a closet, built into a wall. Xavier asks Vanessa for the password, and she feigns ignorance, before saying he cannot remember, and does not mind if she knows it. She says that it's their old address from the 1960s, and Xavier opens up the safe with his old lady fingers. There, he sees over $50,000 in cash and even a 500 gram bar of gold. He tells Vanessa that she can take this, and asks if Xavier is okay in the head, and Xavier says that he is not long for this world, has been a total cunt to her, and wants to make things right, giving her the goods and even having her record a video of Xavier/Julia saying that she wants Vanessa to have all of this, as a gift. Vanessa is unnerved by this, but thanks Xavier, hugging him while he feels a warmth in this old body. Then they go out, with Vanessa apologizing while Xavier says that it was not her fault that her lipstick broke off like that, complaining how the quality of even luxury goods have gone to shit, playing into the role of a cunt. Edward agrees, but says that they are going to be late to being early at this rate, and takes his 'wife' downstairs. The two are loaded into a limousine and go through the city of New York, yet do with blacked out windows, shielding them from the outside as they are instead met with darkness, a bar with snacks, including little packets of graham crackers, and speakers that play symphony recordings. Xavier thinks it looks nice, but it very isolating. When he was driving, he always felt like he was in a world. Even on the school bus, he was seeing the city. Here, he was in a box so divorced from reality he could barely feel the car move. Edward was busy ripping open his graham crackers and eating them like a little creep. Because old men are like that. He pulls out his phone and texts Vivianne, who tells him to never text her, as they cannot leave a digital trail, but in a more covert way. Just play along and go with the party, since they want to kill many rather than just a few. Xavier then decides to get a wine to calm his nerves before they attend this gala, and Edward asks him what's wrong with him, saying that he's not sure, but should feel better tomorrow, hoping that they won't be long at the gala. Edward says these things always take forever and are so fake, just ways for people to schmooze with others, and abuse their basic human psychology. He used to love them when he was young and virile, but now, it's all about maintaining appearances, preserving loyalty. Xavier, feeling like he does not have much to use, asks why Edward does not just give up and do what he wants with life, and he laughs, saying that she's the only one who knows why. Because beyond this, he has nothing. All he cared about was making money as a young man, and now all he cares about is maintaining the order of the world, in keeping the rich on top and keeping those Faggots and N-words where they belong. So much has changed, but they were finally getting things back… until Krauser killed himself. He is worried, paranoid, and fears that God is angry at him and his people for maintaining this order for so long, but thinks that if there is anyone who can maintain the order of domination Krauser brought to this world, they're at the Diamond Gala. Xavier then walks through a crowd of people dressed in their summer formal wear, across a massive white room full of glass, ice sculptures, glasses containing drinks and light snacks, and a ceiling with massive chandeliers overhead. Everybody is dressed in white or some other light color, himself included, and the people are mostly White as well, about 90%, which feels wrong for a city like New York. He breaks off with Edward as he meets up with an old friend to talk about something, and looks for something to latch onto, tempted to grab a drink, only for a man to place his hands on his shoulders. He turns to see Mayor Cummings (Vivianne), who winks at Xavier. Xavier asks what's the plan, and he says that he is in charge. He just tells Xavier to head to one door, an emergency exit with two doors that need to be pulled, and to prevent *anybody* from getting out when the time is right, giving him a key to lock people inside. Xavier is confused, but says that she is the expert. Vivianne then kisses his hand and says that it's good to have a partner, before patting her pants, leading Xavier's eyes to widen as he sees a gun. In fact, as Xavier looks around, he sees specks of black in this sea of White, with cops positioned all over the place, all armed with bulletproof vests and automatic weapons. Xavier knows that such sights are sensible, given all of the high profile murders going around, same with the cameras that are on the walls or even hanging off of the ceilings. But he worries what Vivianne is planning. Then, the proceedings begin. Vivianne steps up onto a stage, picks up a microphone, and speaks to the people, thanking them for coming to the Summer Diamond Gala. She explains that they are in the midst of trying times, witnessing the greatest transfer of power in the nation's history after the death of their Krauser. However, he insists that they will hold the line. While they have lost thousands of great Conservative minds in this series of killings and suicides, while so much wealth will be consumed by the government, they are still here, and they are still in control. With their positions, with their wealth, they can shape the world into whatever benefits them, and they shall preserve their way of life, even if it means destroying the way of life of others. People cheer in response, while Xavier tries to balance awe with the fact this is expected. Vivianne then says they must fill in the political void with new people, young people, who speak to the language of the populace while furthering their interests. Subterfuge is how you obtain power in a "democratic" system, and with the majority of the wealth in hands of people like them, they cannot be stopped. They will Make The Fourth Reich, and Vivianne joins the group in a sieg heil. Roughly half of the people in attendance join. Leading Vivianne to laugh, thanking them for showing their true colors, telling the cops to position themselves near the exits, and not to let anyone leave under any circumstances. The guests think this is a bizarre request, only for Xavier to go oh shit, realizing what Vivianne is planning. She then laughs, pulls out a gun, and blows her brains out. Xavier immediately runs, kicking off his heels and feeling immense pain going through his old lady legs as he reaches the doors, locks the door, throws the key into his bra, and proceeds to wrap his arms around it, gripping onto the necklace around his neck. People look at him strangely, but are then distracted by the sound of gunfire, or automatic weapons going off. Xavier cannot see the chaos before him thanks to the crowd, but he is soon approached by a deluge of people who rush toward the door at a rapid pace, piling onto him as they try to push him away, but are quickly inundated with people, all smashing against the door locked and sealed by another person. Xavier feels the pressure on his body and is in pain, them all pushing their weight on this frail form, and all he can do is scream, telling them to get off of him. As they do so, the sound of gunfire continues, and is soon met with the smell of smoke, piercing through Xavier's senses. He theorizes that someone made an impromptu Molotov out of alcohol, and soon sees that the pile of people around him are becoming lit up in flames, the fire spreading rapidly, with no sprinkler system activating to douse them. He is then met with a new source of pain as someone shoots him, and he feels blood seeping from his chest. His convictions falter, he feels blood pouring out, and crumbles down. Someone tears him off, and then he is stampeded on by the wealthy mob. Willing to trample over one of their own just to survive, after expressing such solidarity. Xavier is barely alive, but then he is shot in the face, and finds himself in the dark void again, where he can sense Vivianne's spirit running away, after other vessels he can pursue, but instead senses something, something powerful, loud, back in the main gala room. He then rushed towards it, flying into a new body, and finds himself in the body of a lady cop with an SMG in hand, body armor, and who just killed a fellow guard. Xavier freaks out, and is then asked by another cop, a husky Black male cop, if he is "X." He says he thinks he is, and that is good enough. He is told to run down a hallway and catch any stragglers, saying that these rich fucks can't run for shit, and that this body can't do a 15 minute mile, but it should be enough. Xavier then runs away, holding onto a gun, only knowing how to use them from video games and action movies. But he eventually does find someone, Edward Evens, and while he hesitates to shoot him in the back, he realizes that this is why he is there, and fires. Edward then falls, and Xavier feels… nothing. No pain, no heartbreak. He killed an evil man, already past his life expectancy, in as impersonal manner as one can without using a machine. He then rushes forward, looking for more people to kill, going into a bathroom where he kicks open doors and fires several people, moving fast, not thinking of this, and telling himself the same thing, repeating it verbally. "It's okay, they're Nazis." "It's okay, they're Nazis." "It's okay, they're Nazis." "It's okay, they're Nazis." and "I'm doing the world a favor." "I'm a hero." "I'm gonna kill them and kill this cop." He eventually runs out to the main entrance, where he sees people panicking, before they are run down by a giant police truck, presumably driven by Vivianne, Xavier then shoots the people run over, aiming for their heads to ensure they are dead, before another cop, this one young and Asian, telling him to "Kill yourself and go after the stragglers, run them out into the streets, the car's full of guns!" Xavier picks up on this concept and unloads a semi-automatic round into his face. He feels the faint sense of life, but that soon disappears after he hears someone say "fucking amateur!" Xavier then one again runs away and lands in the body of some woman who he senses before him, feeling right as he lands in her body, and finding her dressed in an elegant White Dress. He lacks any weapons, and as he tries to run away, his body's presumed husband grabs him, asking what the fuck does he think he's doing, and he starts attacking him, kicking him in the balls, before searching his purse for mace, spreading it into this rich asshole's face, down his throat as he screams that he cannot breathe, before someone shouts at him and throws him a gun. Xavier aims, looks away, and shoots at the maced man before, per the cop/Vivianne's instructions, killing himself. We then jump forward to the evening, where Xavier is in the body of a rich 38-year-old Asian heiress who has discarded her race for clout and views America as a place to make money. Still in a White dress, wearing makeup that masks her identity, he can feel it on his face. The active shooting scene has put the city on red alert, and he found himself looking off at the Statue of Liberty, muttering how he would kill for a hot dog right now, grabbing his overly tiny waist, only to be met with "well, all I've got is falafel." Xavier then turns to see him in the body of some bastard in a White suit, stained with mud, complete with blue eyes and blonde hair, full-on Aryan looking dude. Xavier asks if they should call them something, and says the V is sufficient, calling them X. To anyone, that will just sound like a codename. Plain and generic, easy to mishear as something else. X or S. V, B, P. Not that it really matters. She thanks him for putting in an effort there, and admiring how much he heeded the call of duty. To which Xavier says that he really did not want to. He hated guns. They are a way for pigs to kill people with little to no thought. But now, their lethality is an asset. Vivianne says that she does not have one on her, so they will need to get more creative. Saying that she would have normally just climbed up a fire escape or something and leapt down. But she needed to set up a game plan with Xavier first. She says that NYC has lost dozens of its richest billionaires, but there are others waiting, and too many crooked cops to count. They could be here for weeks if they wanted to. But this is a big country. Xavier agrees, and says that he will be here to help her. He does not like this. Killing people he does not even know. He STILL would rather use their philanthropy to benefit others, adding that he gave a lot to the maid who worked for Julia Evens. Vivianne says he is a kind soul, maybe too kind for a bitch like her, but they cannot focus on the individuals. She quotes Schindler's List. "He who saves one life saves the entire world." That does not apply here. We cannot think ourselves as people. We have been given these powers for a reason, and we must make the most of it. And I would rather move fast, breaking things, than risk moving too slow. Than let devils walk the Earth. I consider myself a demon slayer, and I would love to have you as my partner. So, what do you say, X? Xavier ultimately agrees, grabbing Vivianne's hand and kissing her. They split the final falafel and ask where they are going next. Vivianne says the next biggest billionaire nexus is in California, and while she hates the idea of staying in the body of an Aryan fuck like this guy, she doesn't want to test her luck and die out in the middle of fuck nowhere Montana. --- ### Chapter 7: Suicide for Love August 26, 2022 Chapter 6 opens with Vivianne and Xavier in a corporate high rise for the biggest health insurance company in America, in a corporate corner office looking over Miami. Vivianne, in the body of a high-powered executive, throws a computer against a window, where it fails to crack, but Xavier helps out, throwing a chair, before realizing he has girl strength, and then Vivianne grabs a golf club and smashes it that way. Glass shatters and things are a mess, Vivianne has bloodied hands, but she does not even flinch, instead grabbing Xavier's hand and telling him that they better jump before anybody barges in. Holding hands, they step on glass and count to three before jumping out, a secretary screaming as she walks into the chaos, but it is too late. Anne and Xavier both leap from the top of the building and onto the street below, aiming to avoid any cars, before landing squarely on the sidewalk, splatting into a pool of blood. Xavier looks on at this while in spirit form, seeing a vague impression of the world, but without color, and where every human woman has an outline, a silhouette that changes in color depending on factors that Vivianne described as their Evil Power Level, or EPL. The brighter they are, the more power and intent to do harm they have. Most people are just a dim green, good people are light blue, sorta shitty people are yellow, and awful people are bright red beacons, visible even in darkness. While people of the same birth sex are colorless, just vague outlines that cannot be interacted with. He does not get how this works, but he finally saw this about a week ago, after killing *hundreds* of people. Meaning he does not need to rely on Vivianne to navigate things, but he does anyways. Vivianne is seen as an ultraviolet force that absorbs the light that goes into it, and is the opposite end of the infrared light of their key targets. She is also massive. All humans are relatively human shaped, though some glow brighter than others. As a spirit though, Anne has no limitation. She is like this massive bird-like creature, with a wingspan of at least three meters, while he is small, basically a ball with a meter in diameter. However, both of them can move at comparable speeds, surpassing 600 kilometers as they start really moving, with Vivianne saying that they could achieve the speed of sound, or at least she did at some point, but Xavier is far away from that. The two rush upwards and quickly grab more executives, but people are gathered around the destroyed office, likely indicating some challenges. So they head to another floor, where the news has not spread, and reach the the Chief Financial Officer (male) and Chief Legal Officer (female). They head into the CFO's office and do much the same, breaking the windows and jumping out together, as that is a way to end their lives with a splash. And considering the heights, death is a near certainty. They banter as they break the windows, talking about ways to die, and how little new bodies seem to matter to them, how they do not even bother acknowledging the differences. They just rush and run out. Then they jump, this time Xavier jumping first, solo while Vivianne laughs, saying that she's proud of how he does not fear death. And after this month, Xavier says he doesn't. But mostly, he fears Vivianne. As the suicide rush continues, Xavier explains that Vivianne has gone after the biggest fish she could think of. Every billionaire who enters the US, Canada, or Mexico is promptly killed by them, and they have made a nation without them. All have died by their hands, and they are currently going after their children. Trying to achieve a billionaire genocide, but Vivianne is also going after companies that engage in rapid harm, believing that if you cut off the leadership, the company will crumble. America is still in chaos, people are still paranoid, terrified, and want to escape, but the Federal government has been cleansed thoroughly, and CHILL agents are left without orders. Some going rogue, some choosing to form their own private militia and carrying out their own missions, but even those are not safe from them. They are creating a platform for change, and view this as the dawn of a revolution, but they cannot gauge their status here and now As Xavier thinks about all the progress that has been made, going out and killing themselves over and over again, he wonders if they have an end point, asking Vivianne when enough will be enough as they find two more "Reds" to target. She recounts some of the awful things these executives have been responsible. Raising health insurance by 10% a year as a rule, increasing deductibles, and even lobbying for higher penalties for people who do not have health insurance. These people have profited off of the pain of others, and she thinks they only make the world worse. However, Xavier still feels bad about this nonstop suiciding of people, thinking that they have achieved their primary goal already, and should not go after as many people, all chaotically like this. Vivianne explains that they are fighting against evil, and that for every hour they spend dawdling, that means a massive number of people must be suffering. They need to minimize suffering, to pave the way for the just and righteous to lead the world, to create a world without any people with, as Vivianne calls them, subhuman souls. She says this was her mission as anointed to her by God. Not sure which one, but this is definitely the work of a god. Xavier then asks if there is any god that does not believe in a day of rest, that people should work nonstop for weeks on end, and she groans, saying that she wished that he had a stronger sense of duty, while Xavier tells her that she can only do so much, and that even if they do not need to sleep, they are still regular people. They are still working with human minds, bounding between so many different shells, and while their minds stay consistent, he feels himself weakening, tiring of all the death and destruction, and needing a break, asking Vivianne for 24 hours. Saying that they cannot rely on instincts alone, and need to focus on what regular people want, and they should go out into the world as just that. Regular people. …With net worth in the hundreds of millions. Vivianne thanks him for keeping her grounded, and the two leave, joining the flurry of people leaving the suicide scene as the elevators are full. They decide to just take the stairs. While walking they comment on their bodies. Both C-Suites for Unified American Health Corp. ~~Okay, so these are going to be very loosely based on real people, because I think it's funny. Xavier's body is based on Margaret-Mary Wilson, Chief Tech/Sci/R&D Officer, a glasses wearing Black woman with a shaved head. Just make her younger because we need more Black women in this. Like 42-years-old. Other person will be an internal auditor, some White guy, like late 40s.~~ ~~…Actually, no, just make them some Hispanic woman and Asian man, because that's more fun. It's double raceplay! Come up with their names later, just make them alliteration fake names. Both are in their 40s.~~ ~~They are both race traitors who chose to become C-Suites for Unified American Health Corp. They sold their souls for capital and got a crazy pay package, after being born into wealth. Vivianne can read these people's minds, and says that this guy is a pedophile, having fucked his 15-year-old cousin when he was 21.~~ ~~Meanwhile, the woman who Xavier possesses should be Vita Velasquez, who in this reality was a race trader who chose to sacrifice everything, family included, to become become C-Suites for Unified American Health Corp. They sold their souls for capital and got a crazy pay package. Vita has spoken against Black people for money and has tried to ignore that she was born into poverty. She was the one in a million lucky ones, a story to tell, but she is ultimately dead inside and worth killing.~~ No, I already killed one Black woman and that is one too many. Actually, no, the man who Vivianne possessed should be… Flynn Frisk, Seth's father, who did all sorts of shady shit for the name of his bonus, and his family. And also had sex with his daughter at some point, but the details are foggy. That was body swap sex to force them to swap forever. He has enabled and profited from the suffering from others and claims himself to just be a guy, despite enabling to the demise of the world and killing thousands through his actions alone. Meanwhile, the woman who Xavier possesses should be a new character altogether. A Hispanic woman with *mostly* White presenting features, but wavier hair and darker skin. New character. Let's call her Stella Serrano. She worked her ass off to get to the top, was the subject of much love from her family, but has largely forgotten them and did not come to their aid with her resources after they were murdered by CHILL. She escaped by virtue of class and believes she is safe by being one of the good ones. A real believe in bootstrap politics. And also pretty damn hot, having invested in her looks and gotten work done on her ass and breasts. They feel a little fake, but not too fake, being a more modest implant. They leave and head to the parking lot, which is a damn zoo. Some guys try to reach out to them, asking about what is going on, and Vivianne just tunes them out, saying they need to get out of here ASAP. They both pull out their clickers to find that Xavier's body has the nicer car, a few years newer, and they head out of there, driving through Miami in style, while dealing with the damn heat. Xavier takes off his top and lets his wavy hair flow, wearing a tank top, while Vivianne puts her arm over him, kissing him during a red light, reminding him that she loves him. Xavier thanks her for this, and returns the favor, asking if there are any good places to hit up, be around people, and do things. Xavier wants to make this count and be around people. Talk to them. That sort of thing. Vivianne admires his dedication, and says that if they really want to get a pulse on society, they should head to a public venue. They are in an odd situation for a group of 40-somethings, but I suppose that if I make this a FRIDAY AFTERNOON, they could go out and enjoy the nightlife. They go driving downtown, looking for some place hip, happening, and for some good partying, but Vivianne says that if they are going to do that, they need to do some research, showing off her phone and saying they are going to burn away these people's savings on some cool threads. By the time they are done, it's like 17:30. This will require future reference materials, but I don't wanna be bothered now. Jump ahead to the group wearing as flashy clothes as they can pull off as 40-somethings, dressed in whatever Future Natalie wants them to wear, before heading out to a trendy nightclub and restaurant, with bright lights and a more youthful demographic. Mostly people from 25 to 35, with them looking out of place despite being pretty attractive for their age. They are slightly out of sorts, but not too much, and don't garner much attention as people come in here for a night of relaxation and fun, first with some food, then with some drinks, then with some dancing. Xavier comments on how he feels he just lost his 30s being in a place like this, feeling his age despite not looking that much out of sorts, thanks to the wealthy skin care routine and lack of stress. Xavier comments on losing youth, but agrees, saying he feels like he aged three years the past three months, and Vivianne says she feels like she looks her age. She is tempted to just take the body of a young person, but she feels bad about that. 20-year-olds' souls are not rigid like middle-aged people. They can always reinvent themselves. The two decide to sit at the bar to attract more conversation partners, and place their orders with the gal manning the bar, a cute Dominican girl, and start looking for an opening… only for Vivianne to remind herself that she sucks at this, and does not know how to meet new people. Xavier is a Black nerd, so he dunno, but they are fortunately run into two people who say their bodies names. These people are employees who recognize these two executives and are surprised to see them at a place so trendy and youthful. They are a young man, confident, blonde, brown-eyed, named Seth Frisk, and an Indian woman named Mora Mura. They are characters from TSF Series #008 and #013. Vivianne is surprised to see Seth here, but has enough control of her body to read Flynn's memories and work around his son, and say he's surprised to see him here. To which Seth says that he can say the same, asking why he's here and not with Mom back home, after, you know, the SDS. **Suicidal Derangement Syndrome**. Flynn says that sometimes a man just needs to go out, and remind himself that the world is still sane, and not confide in the comforts of home. Vivianne claims Flynn loves his wife Minerva, but he does not think that is the best place for him right now. Xavier says he just doesn't want to be at a bar without someone she knows, and needs a drink after all this shit. Or ten. Mora comments that she is terrified of what is happening here, wondering how so many brilliant people could just decide to kill themselves. Seth says he thinks this is some sort of group psychosis, and goes to sit at the bar, ordering a beer, while Mora is straight edge and came here for the atmosphere, just ordering some appetizers. Vivianne says that she does not know how the country is going to continue at this point, as so many of the most powerful people have died abruptly. Even their company is without much leadership, as while she is an auditor, that is not that much. Seth is worried too, but More highlights how humanity has gone through great periods of chaos and unrest, but the species has largely survived and thrived. And look at where they are right now. Around plenty of people, in a major city, and there are no real problems. They have homes, they have power, they have foods, and they have access to plenty of information at their disposal. This spurs Xavier to pull out his phone and check it while drinking his drink and preparing to munch on some nuts, before realizing this body might be allergic and grabbing some pretzels instead. He has avoided checking social media and loads up the still Nazi branded Swazzer to check on the pulse of the people. He checks the generic feed to see that there are people celebrating these deaths at large, calling for how they hope that so and so comes next, some even saying people who already died, likely having missed prior stories. People seem to be pleased by their actions, but as he scrolls, he sees plenty of Right-wingers voice how this is a continued downfall, peddling conspiracy theories about Cultural Marxists using psychic energy and cultic magic being used to make people go insane. They have always been crazy, but that was a bit much. Checking Stella's personal feed to see a more business oriented fear, leading him to wonder what the markets are like, and seeing that the stock market, despite being at its peak back in June 2022, has crashed. $5,000 is down to $3,000, and the most popular sources of investment are gold and silver, which have both seen a 50% increase in value, while the dollar has been undergoing a rapid depreciation in value. Xavier is surprised by all of this, but is nudged back to reality by Vivianne, who asks Seth how people his generation are taking the news, commenting how 'he' knows how scared shitless 'he' has been. Seth just laughs, and says that it runs the spectrum. That a lot of young people fell for Krauser's shit, he was the president for the past 5.5 years, and had a cult of personality. There were plenty or 20-somethings who raided the Capitol on January 6th. But after he started rounding up and killing people his reputation got bad, and a lot of young people are just eager to see these old rich guys die. Some people have gone crazy about it, literally praying to Christ for people to die, making their own Death Notes to appease the Gods for doing this. Mora comments on how she is glad that things are changing, as despite having been born here to naturalized citizens who were employed by Unified Health, she feared she would be deported to a country she had never been to, or worse, CEVOT. *Centro de Violación del Terrorismo*, Terrorist Rape Center, a sexual exploitation center in Texas where women are rounded up and raped for profit and power. Xavier just nods, as that is old news. This is all expected, based on shit Krauser started in 2020. Mora just hopes that people don't make the same mistake of the liberal establishment, which never played by their own rules and imposed a rules-based order where the US was always exempt from its own restrictions. She loves America and calls it home, but she would like to see things go into a different direction. Vivianne comments that she's done some thinking about this, and views this all as an extension from decades of coercion, shaping culture, and trying to make Americans selfish, make them hate their own democracy, and leave them indifferent to everything but them. She loathes how this atomization and pursuit of capital had paved the way for a crook who slept with a book of Hitler quotes by his bed to amass power. She just hopes that the mistakes are not repeated, saying that America needs to go back to where it used to be during The New Deal, and that now is a great time to rebuild, and do what China did. They just need a good set of leaders with a vision. Xavier comments on how hard it is to find the right person in a climate like this, claiming that a leader like that may be relatively common, but finding one with the right skillset can be hell. And they need to figure out how a new leader can be elected, with Seth saying that they don't have much time left in the year to launch a new campaign. Vivianne makes a snide comment, saying that they won't find the right guy here in capitalist Miami. And Seth agrees, saying he wishes that Unified did not move to Miami and misses Chicago, especially the summer. And Mora agrees, saying that the people here are genuinely different, wondering if a civil war will break out between the South again. Saying how odd it is that the war only lasted 4 years 150 years ago, but culture, local government, and hatred kept the divide for years and years. Vivianne says that is true, but America is so mobile and so many people move that there are pockets across the whole world, and the country is home to some people who are truly politically nonsensical. People who consider themselves progressive with a gay brother they love, yet love the military, believe in "small government," and want to move to the Deep South. Xavier concludes that America is at a turning point, but with the architects and leaders all dead, they hope that people, young people who lived through the financial crisis, will take the reigns, not a bunch of bitter, evil old men. They then drink to that and the story shifts into the party section. The goal of the party is for Xavier to try and get information out of people, where he is seen as a MILF to conquer by aspiring MILF hunters. He says he was the least rhythmic Black guy he knew, and does not bother dancing or anything like that, but is approached by various guys who see this hot older lady at the bar and ask her out. Xavier claims to be here alone, and keeps telling the same story about being concerned about the future, and tries to turn the flirting into a conversation. They ultimately tell her that they are concerned by all of this, as it feels like the world is falling apart. But despite the unrest and uncertainty, there was one prevailing theme he saw by talking to these people. They had hope in a better future. The grips of fascism had been severed, and now they just had to seal the gap. After they buy Xavier some drinks, he gets up and tries dancing with Vivianne a bit, who tells him to cut loose and listen to his body, and he does, letting his body shake, hair wave about, and boobs bounce as he lets loose. Free from the painful sense of duty, of needing to be productive, just living in the moment as the lights, booze, and music flow through him. This is why so many people live, and it was all he cared about. This lasts until 1:00. Everybody got drunk and Xavier calls a taxi to Stella's apartment. Seth and Mora take the couch and Seth says that he's gonna fuck her, acting like a bit of a jackass, and then Xavier takes a drunk-ass Vivianne to the bed, planning on just sharing it with her. Vivianne then, operating on drunk brain, starts calling him Stella, and says that she always wanted to fuck Stella. Xavier tries to resist him, but he is sex deprived, and wants to do it with Vivianne, even in these circumstances. So they fuck! Seth and Mora also have sex in the other room and make like rabbits, as they are like 24 or something, I dunno. In the wee hours of the morning, Seth walks into the bedroom to see his dad naked and sleeping with a lady from work, and flips the fuck out, as he is pissed at his dad for cheating on his mom. He stammers and almost reveals that this is a pseudo sequel to TSF Series 008. Saying something like "I didn't raise you to— I mean, *you* didn't raise *me* to think that this was okay! I know you were drunk but you have a *hot wife* at home." Xavier is too drunk to notice and apologizes, saying that Vivianne came onto him, but Seth does not really care about that. Saying that he knows that Stella is not a seducer, and he saw how his dad was looking at her. Mora looks at all of this and just bails, telling Seth to call her and that she's scared at how well he understands a female body. Vivianne apologizes to her son, or tries to, but Seth just bails, saying that Flynn has until Sunday to explain this shit to Minerva. Vivianne laughs as she realizes she just gave herself an excuse for Flynn to kill himself. Xavier asks if they should extend their stay, but Vivianne says that she does not want to pose as a cheating husband before his wife. Or rather, "wife." Xavier is confused, and gets a text saying that he has a Saturday morning Pilates class starting in an hour, but he has had enough of moving around in this woman's body, and is too hungover to want to be productive, choosing to instead spend the day having breakfast in bed with Vivianne while watching the news, doing more recon. In the end, they feel they have a decent idea of the culture, feel more human, and the hangover is fading, but they still have like 4 more hours to do stuff during. They left their old clothes at the store, as they were planning on ditching these bodies anyway, but thankfully Stella has some leftover clothes from an old boyfriend that fit Flynn's body decently enough, and then jump cut as Xavier chooses to follow Vivianne's idea. The two then jump forward to find themselves on a rented boat, heading out a mile into the ocean, both in swimsuits, with a pair of rocks and some rope in tow. Xavier asks if she is sure this is a good idea, and Vivianne feels that she wanted to see the ocean with him, remind him of the beauty of the world, and to see the people just enjoying life. Plus, they can easily snag new bodies and can clear a mile no problem. Xavier looks at the time, at the other boats, and decides to go and post a vague suicide tweet before killing himself, while Vivianne calls up her wife and very quickly tells her that she cheated on her with another woman, before sending a selfie of the two and saying she's gonna commit suicide. Xavier calls her nuts for being like this, but that he still loves her. And she still loves him. --- ### Chapter 8: Suicide for Peace This entire section is inspired by Professional Possession by ImpUnderneath. We jump ahead to October 18, 2022, where Xavier is wishing Vivianne goodbye as she heads off to the airport. They go over this one final time, with Vivianne saying that while she thinks they have cleaned up America and Canada, she needs to settle the war in Ukraine before things get much worse and is heading to Russia to begin her Eurasian tour, going after the worst of the worst. Xavier is worried about the language gap and her being alone, but she speaks fluent French in her current body, as it speaks fluent French, claiming that she is getting stronger, and soon, she may be able to see into the very soul of her hosts. Xavier comments on how he is still coming to grips with gaining people's basic memories as he possesses them, but Vivianne says that he will be able to grow further and further in due time, telling him to try not to get himself stuck in an unkillable situation, reminding him how to bite off his tongue and swallow the blood, hold his bladder, and never eat. They are too valuable to be imprisoned. Xavier says that he will defend this country, and do what he can to support the New Democrats after they killed off everyone over 70. Saying that they really did not want her to possess a CHILL officer to kill that Vermont senator (Bernie Sanders is dead, but AOC would still be alive). They share one final kiss and she departs. Then jump to October 21, 2022, when a viral clip of a Russian government meeting goes live, with Putin addressing his cronies before suddenly dropping dead. No stab wound nothing, he just falls, dying from a spontaneous heart attack, his heart stopping for roughly 30 seconds. Panic ensues, and then another man dies. And another. And another. Someone else dying every roughly 55 seconds, all captured on film, spreading across social media. And this was just the beginning of the Russian Day of Death, where the most powerful men in Moscow all died, along with several military generals and other high-ranking officials. Just dying. Then, a top military official spoke on social media, saying that God has punished them for their sins, and tells all soldiers to retreat, to return Ukraine's land. This worked, as with no chain of command to rely on, with no central government, Russia did not want to continue a costly war, and retreated, spooked by this divine interference. However, this Mass Heart Attack Death MHADs were not an isolated incident. Belarus and Kalingrad followed days later. And soon the billowing Right-wing parties of Europe suffered similar deaths. The right, the evil, and those who spoke ills of the gays, or the foreigners, they all suffered a similar demise. Not of suicide, but of a loss of life. Though, only men. Women perished too, but they were killed by men before they killed themselves with the same weapons. It sent ripple effects across the world, scared people shitless, and many leaders went into hiding. Fearing that there was some unexplained weapon that was causing them to kill themselves. But despite this, a storm of suicide spread across the world. From the Middle East, killing many leaders of dictatorships and military organizations. With Israel's government being almost completely destroyed before even common soldiers died, waging war with one another as their numbers were cut in half. Then came the African slaughter, where corrupt and heinous government leaders were spared, giving way to leaders who actually wanted to better the world. Gang leaders were slaid, mercenaries killed one another. And the world at large only paid attention because of a recurring pattern. Thousands upon thousands died this way, and it seemed like there was no end in sight. Terrified, and barely able to focus on what he was doing, Xavier decided he had to do something. We then jump ahead to December 22, 2022, where Xavier is on a plane in the body of a White woman who looks like a total cunt, landing in Sudan as he goes over what happened. He knows that Vivianne has been on a murder spree for two months, and Xavier cannot stand it any longer. She has not stopped, has not rested, and has killed over 6,000 people. She is not able to withstand that bloodshed, and he needs to be there to help her, help her hold onto her humanity. She did not listen to him, and he blames himself for believing in her. He tried to stop her, tried to kill the dictator of El Salvador, but he could not forget about her, and had to leave to rescue her from herself. Using a paid guide, Xavier heads to the heart of the conflict here to stop things, his guides telling him he's crazy for even trying, but he just throws more rich woman money at them, saying that he knows he will die, but he must die knowing the truth. They laugh at the American lady for being deranged as they drive him through shoddy infrastructure and miscellaneous destruction, before Xavier can shut his eyes and see something. He can sense Vivianne is near, but her aura is… strange, corrupted, and fills him with fear. He asks one of these men to borrow a handgun, and they comply, watching Xavier, and their patron kill themself before their eyes. Xavier then rushes through the darkness of the world for an inverse of light. There are few women around him, and no bad ones, so he apologizes as he aims for one, landing in the body of a 37-year-old Sudanese woman, gasping as he feels smoke filling his lungs as combat plays out around him. He scampers, trying to stay safe while also searching for a weapon, but as he runs, he can see the body of some strong soldier holding a firearm, carefully aiming and shooting an enemy in the face. Xavier shouts the name Vivianne, and this causes her to shout in her in Arabic, which Xavier can barely understand. Xavier stands up and asks Vivianne what the hell she thinks she is doing, and Vivianne decides to kill him outright, before killing herself. We then get a glimpse into the spirit realm again where we see that Vivianne's spirit of anti-light has grown into something massive and oppressive, with massive wings that spread far and wide, while his spirit is the size of a human, effectively. He is stunned by her sense of scale, and is swept up by her presence, as if he is pulled by a sort of spectral wind, yanking him away from this place and elsewhere, traveling at immense speeds before landing in a bastion from the violence and shooting around them, the two landing in the bodies of a husband and wife in a small home, both looking to be in their early 30s. This whole thing shocks Xavier who asks Vivianne if she can talk, and she says she will, but had to get out of that body, finish her business, before taking a break. Xavier is quite blunt in asking what the fuck she was doing, and Vivianne just laughs, saying that she was doing God's work. That she has killed some of the most vile people on the planet, and that there are still too many left living, that she is still just getting started. She says that the world has no shortage of evil people roaming through it, and now that she is in a more concentrated region, she thinks that is apparent, wondering how many vile people are left for her to kill in China and Southeast Asia, as evil knows no borders, and must be killed. Xavier tries punching her as she starts talking like this, but Vivianne does not even flinch, laughing that she has almost forgotten that something like that is meant to be painful. Fully admitting that she has become numb from her constant murder stream, killing thousands of people, by making their hearts stop, their brains stop, and killing their bodies through her force of will alone. Xavier tells her that she is nuts, that she cannot just be this killing machine. They were not given these powers to become machines, going after the brightest lights before them and killing them as efficiently as possible. But Vivianne says that if they weren't, why would it feel so good? She talks about the rush she gets in causing this destruction, in knowing that her actions are pure, that they are making the world a better place. She felt such a rush as she destroyed Russia, and now she wants to do it with every nation corrupted by evil men. She wants to kill them all and gets visibly aroused at the idea, a tent forming in her body's shorts. Xavier says that Vivianne is too far gone, and tells her to wake up and remember to be a human, chiding himself for letting her get this far gone, and deciding that he needs to do something to get her to wake up, wanting to take her away from here, remind her what it is to be human. Vivianne says that she does not *want* to remember, that she wants to continue her attack, saying she is making such great progress and is so eager to find more people, saying that she is going to have a Field Day once she gets to North Korea. Xavier knows that he cannot kill Vivianne, but with her erect, he thinks that he can get the crazy out of her by fucking her, and proceeds to strip himself naked, tearing off her shorts, and then fucking her, kissing her, and slotting himself onto her. Vivianne just laughs, asking if Xavier is so needy that he came all this way for sex, before offering it. The two then have sex, but it is not enjoyable or fun. It is hard, painful, and sees Vivianne not approach Xavier with the hand of a love. Rather, she is pretty much trying to hurt him, grabbing him by the throat, slamming his body against a wall, and calling him by his body's name. Need to look up Sudanese names. Xavier grits his teeth and bears it, saying he experienced worse, and acting like he enjoys this. Truth be told, he has never truly liked having sex as a woman, even knowing he was with Vivianne, but he would do anything for her. Eventually, Vivianne finishes in Xavier, and he is barely able to stand from how rough she was. Vivianne thanks him, saying that the jolt of pleasure was something she was missing. Xavier asks her to reconsider, hoping that post nut clarity would help. But Vivianne says that she is determined, committed, and finds his lack of commitment disturbing. Saying that he needs to wake up and realize that they were wasting their time trying to remain humans. She is a force of nature, and has a God given responsibility to cleanse the world of all evil, to keep it hiding, and make the world anew. Only once the world is freed from evil can she rest. Even if she needs to kill millions to make a better future. Xavier says she is nuts, and demands that she back down, but she says that he can do nothing to stop her, and Xavier know she is right. He breaks down in tears over this fucked up situation, begging for her to consider her actions, and do what he wants. They made a vow to be there for each other, but Vivianne claims that this is an exception, beyond the realm of understanding at the time, and tells Xavier to join her. To keep her stable, from getting more crazy than she is. America can fend for itself, without his intervention, and perhaps it is best for the two of them to work in twain. Every man she possessed loved the idea of having a good woman, or was gay, and she would like the same. Xavier has the opportunity to reject her words, but he does not see an out for himself. He wishes that he could just disappear, just die for real, so he does not need to do this. Make the decisions. And slowly be shaped in her shadows. He wants to remain a man, or at least a woman, and cannot stand to be a Force of Nature. With a heavy heart, Xavier goes into the kitchen, grabs a knife, and hands it to Vivianne, asking her to kill him, claim him as hers, and then, just maybe, his resolve will be shaped in her own image. He is willing to sacrifice himself to her, and does not want to think. He just wants to know he is doing the right thing, and against her, against her dominance, he does not think himself to be capable. He wants to be controlled, used, and even abused, if he knows he is making the world a better place. Even if he isn't, he needs that assurance, that confidence, that comes with being utterly dominated. He chooses to submit to Vivianne, and she promptly kills him with the knife, ensuring that he suffers while he relishes in it, in the pain, and in the sense that he will be no more. He does not want to die, but he wants to become a pawn for her to play as she sees fit. Xavier then dies, his spirit is left lingering, and he is soon greeted by Vivianne's spirit, enormous, powerful, and looking down at him with delight and disdain. He wants to be consumed, to lose the ability to worry, to know that what he is doing is right, and as he feels this enormous phoenix of darkness looming over him, everything goes black. --- ### Chapter 9: Suicide for Hope Time skip to the future, show Xavier acting as an agent of Vivianne, eager to do as she desires, and feeling her very desires. Fully submitting himself to not only being her servant, but a part of her. His individuality is lost. Perhaps have him refer to himself and Vivianne as US and WE, rather than as me or I. No big climax, no grand finale, just the two of them traversing the darkness across the world, eradicating all life. Merely drifting through them as they bring about death, just mere touch along being enough for them to pass out dead, as if their off switch was set. They do not need to be part of the world or even monitor it. They are merely a force that lurks that explores, that finds radiance, finds evil, and fans it out. Again and again, together as one, never apart. …No, that is too much. Maybe just have them go through the process of killing crooked politicians in Asia. Dictators, warlords, military commanders who crave war, and enemies of humanity and human progress. No more conservatism, as conservatives are against progress, against life itself, and cannot be trusted with power. End with two of the worst people in Asia, both being possessed by Xavier and Vivianne, who look at each other, kiss, and then bring knives to their throats, severing them before grabbing hold of one other, falling down a tall building in a loving embrace, blood streaming as they fall, where they kiss before eventually splattering onto the world, zooming through it in twain as they search for their next victim. For with the power of possession, with the endless potential of Suicide Derangement Syndrome, there can finally be hope for humanity. And all it took was to kill the the most evil and powerful people on the planet. --- Vivianne is dismantling the governments, killing warlords, thugs, and hurting men who wish to bring harm onto the world, killing their minions and opening the doors to a new future by eliminating the most evil people in their governments. Killing them within seconds before moving onto the next. Xavier tries to stop her, thinking that she is going mad, and she very much is, and Xavier tries to break through to her, urging her that she is becoming a monster, a force of destruction, and must come back home with him. He throws himself at her, refusing to leave her alone, and tries his best to wear her down, but she resists every time. Claiming that she knows best, and that there is nothing he can do to stop her. She has heard the word of God, while he has denied it twice. She is chosen to lead this world the way she sees fit, and he is too much of a coward. Ultimately ends with Xavier being tattered, but he does not give up, saying he will end things with her one way or another. Vivianne ultimately craves power at this point and believes in creating a global unified order where she is the master of everything, but Xavier does not think that is a good idea, as the world is too fractured and hurt for such a powerful force, and they are both still young and stupid, they should not lead, and he does not trust her after killing so many people. Okay, so there are two ways for the story to end. With Vivianne disabled and locked away, trapped in a body that she cannot kill, or she could learn her lesson, that rampant killing is wrong, as the two of them are back in America, in their homeland, trying to rebuild things. The latter option is better, for as hype as it would be to have a swords battle. Or maybe we could just start with that. December 31, 2022 Start the chapter with a sword fight between these two before Xavier manages to win, but does not kill Vivianne. Instead, he asks for her forgiveness, for not being there when she needed him the most, and allowed her to be led astray. He wants to use these powers to better the world, to create and not destroy, and the agonizing pain of suiciding so many people hurts his mind, and likely hers as well. She agrees with him, saying that she has been unhinged, wild, and wrought so much destruction. She toppled evil, but now that the most powerful people in the world are dead, they have a different sets of duties, helping the world, helping people, and Xavier says that they should not lead this world, as she intended. Instead, they decide to dedicate their time to rebuilding, only returning to the world on an as needed basis, killing people with true power, not just people working within a broken system. Because while they want systemic change, they lack the power, and their best use is as a pair of assassins, to kill only those with power overwhelming. Actually, maybe it should end with Vivianne killing them both, and then eating Xavier's soul before gaining his power and possessing a woman again, remarking how she does not need a partner, and that a true leads relies on nothing! No one! This chapter will be framed around one final battle against the two, this time in even combat, where their resolve will determine the winner, both picking up swords and battling it out in a duel of fate. One meant to be fair, but 2025-09-08 and 2025-09-17: Much of Vivianne's goal is to kill as many as her enemies as possible, but as she kills them, she winds up consuming their souls, turning her spirit into something larger, more dominant, and aggressive. She retains her principles and believes, if anything, she becomes further radicalized, but her humanity fades. The interpretation of the men she kills is that they fully believe their own shit. Those who were born into wealth believe themselves to have been chosen by God, and those who made billions believe themselves to be True Gods, They believe in all of their hype, all of their lies, and think it is Divine Righteousness when they kill people, viewing them as not lesser humans, but mere animals, cattle meant to be slaughtered, toys meant to prop them up, and beings who are not actual humans, which shapes her views of thinking that these people have rotten souls, disgusting entities that must be purged from the world, consumed wildly. Vivianne is unstable, prone to immense bursts of anger, and needs someone to hold her back as she kills people again and again. Death and consuming rotten souls has eroded her rapidly, and she needs to unleash her aggression, as these men have enough hate to power the planet for years. Suffering is pleasure, it makes them feel like big men, makes them feel like real men. They hear stories about people slaughtering the weak and aspire to be them, they want to be kings for they love the idea of sentencing people to death. To LARPing as Gods. --- ## BACKGROUND FROM VD2.0! Vivian James was created as the mascot of GamerGate. An icon that presented the extensively male-driven movement with a non-sexualized female face. Someone plain, almost cute, yet whose very design, whose purple and green color scheme, was itself derived from a rape joke. Of course, the actual origin of that was obscure, shrouded in a lineage of communal understanding, deliberately obfuscated and isolated only among a few. Those who understood the *true* intent of GamerGate. To breed distrust, to stir confusion, to shift the spectrum of acceptable thought, and most of all, to *recruit*. The leaders of GamerGate targeted a generation of politically disengaged young men and spread their radical and hateful views through their ranks. They experimented with techniques to disarm arguments, avoid defensive positions, and make themselves seem correct when in a public forum. While the movement seemingly died only a few months after it began… it did not. It went into hiding, mutating and gestating into something more radical, more potent, and more powerful. Something with, despite claiming to be something bold and new… still clung to the same mascot . From the ashes of GamerGate, the Alt-Right Movement was formed, and it aggressively usurped the political spectrum of acceptable thought. Gross displays of authoritarianism became permissible. What were once thought of as neutral positions suddenly became radical. Euphemisms died as politicians voiced their own thoughts with no filter. And come November 8, 2016, the Alt-Right succeeded in putting their candidate in the most powerful position in the world, with the election of the next United States president. The winner was Johannes "Johnny" Krauser. A man who was none too subtle about his deeply held White Supremacist beliefs. One who made routine allusions to the fascist regimes which led to the mass destruction of World War II, and filled every position he could with like-minded individuals. Krauser was not alone. He was helped by *millions* of people. Those who viewed his promises of a paleogenic rebirth to an ultranationalist time of yore to be both inscrutable and positive. Those who were discontent with the direction the world had gone in and wanted to simplify their reality. They latched onto binary 'us versus them' mindsets, conspiracies that demonized their enemies, and a culture of outrage. When faced with opposition, they did all they could to silence them. Through deplatforming, bans, threats, harassment, and murder. Despite these clear allegiances, Krauser disavowed and distanced himself from his followers. He proclaimed that he was innocent, that these were not his people, while refraining from taking any meaningful action toward them. Some believed his words. After all, he was *the president*. While others saw this for what it was. They saw that their rights were crumbling. Despite having been passed on June 26, 2015, homosexual marriage was Federally outlawed by a newly appointed Supreme Court. The Civil Rights bills were 'amended' into becoming pieces of powerless legislation, allowing 'business owners' to freely discriminate and dehumanize all. …Except for the Whites. Protections for disabled people were revoked, allowing hospitals to refuse to treat them for any reason. The recourse for one to legally transition to a new gender was disbanded by a Federal mandate. The very act of protest was deemed 'unconstitutional.' And the Mexico–United States border became home to a litany of labor camps, where those who crossed the border were made into slaves. Come 2020, the nation had been thoroughly radicalized. Preaching for genocide and the return to a Christian State was common throughout the country. And those in power had more power than ever before. However, the supporters of Krauser's fascist were themselves a minority within the country. A country that, operating under the guise of a democracy, held an election. On November 3, 2020, Krauser had been elected out of office, in favor of a 'radical left' candidate. They were set to take the office in a matter of months, on January 20, 2021\. That is how things were supposed to work in a democracy… but before the transfer of power could be completed, the resistance rose up. The GamerGaters, the Alt-Right, rose up, tore off their masks, and bore their fangs, sacrificing anything and everything in a vicious pursuit of power. …And they won. On January 6, 2021, democracy died. It did not die through reform, through calm measures, or through rigor and logic as a new, superior form of governance came into prominence. It died like an animal. Cornered. Terrified. Drenched in its own blood. Krauser, with nothing more to lose, gave his followers an order. Over a million came to the Capitol. The guards, police, and soldiers Krauser had implemented cast their arms aside, permitting these mobbing masses to storm into the seats of government, locate their enemies, and end them. The revolution was publicized, streamed digitally to billions of eyes all around the globe. The proponents of justice, the most staunch and powerful defenders of liberty, human rights, and general decency, were *silenced*. Their bodies were desecrated, raped, and lynched until nothing but scattered bones and rotting meat remained. By midnight, over 50,000 died in that city, and of them, over 90% were the targets of the million men who marched on Washington that day. There was opposition, there was resistance… but they were outmatched. The members of this alt-right army, who dreamed of a great rebirth, had recruited nearly the entirety of the American military. They were promised power under this burgeoning regime, and they allied with it. Some defected, some stole and killed their former brothers in arms. But to say the two sides were on equal grounds was laughable. One side had access to the power of the most advanced and robust weaponry on the planet, and millions of trained soldiers, eager to throw their lives away in the pursuit of heroism. The other had righteous indignation and knowledge of myriad subjects. There was much fighting, millions of deaths, and trillions of damages done to the nation as cities were torn to shrapnel. It would have ended sooner… but the opposing forces *had* to make their power known to the world. On July 4, 2021, the 245th anniversary of the American Declaration of Independence, The American Empire was truly born. Their first goal was simple. To cleanse their nation of their nonbelievers and annex every scrap of value within reach. --- Suicide for Love Suicide for You Suicide for Me Suicide for America Suicide for Democracy Suicide for Socialism Suicide for Freedom Suicide for Justice Suicide for Balance Suicide for Success Suicide for Salvation