"The Sequel"

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Oh. I haven't got in contact with you guys for a few days.

But I want to tell you more. Yanderedev is actually on the run from the police after putting his precious "Yandere-Chan" in a game, and also a body pillow, which is weird. Isn't she 17?

Anyways, continuing, the police find no trace of him when he escapes, he removes it all somehow, no fingerprints or papers, no assets, no tracking. It's all weird and anomalous, which is what scares me a lot. He could get me and then he can trap me somewhere without anyone knowing. I must respect this man until I am able to get the police or something on him and get him to prison. He's apparently recently terrorised Scott Cawthon, and he's told multiple people that he's coming for Cawthon. Only problem is, how are the US Police gonna find him, even if he goes to the famous man's house? Not sure actually if he's ever gonna be caught. THe mystery of saying "Consume the Cum Chalice" ten times in a mirror is also peculiar. Apparently Yanderedev comes out the mirror and pulls you into the shadow realm, which I heard is a place where endless torture happens and memories of your sins are shown. Spooky, but I think that's where my friend went. I saw his shaving tools on the sink when I went to his house, arranged like he was about to shave.

That's how he was gone. He said it 10 times, some idiot made him say that. Maybe dev so he could take him. What an evil man.

Soon, the police came back.

KNOCK.

I'd open the door.

"Hello, about Alex..

do you know of a Charlie?"

"Yes, I do, he was my friend!"

"He went missing. Epic moment."

"You bitch that was my friend-"

The door shuts.

That guy was such an idiot, my friend was taken away from me and he memes about it?! Anyways, I was thinking I could investigate, after all, Yanderedev needs to be found, and I could help work on the case of Alex, who was still developing the same old easter eggs in the game somehow.

They never got him.

10 MONTHS LATER

I found him. I fucking found him. He was in.... Alaska? I don't get it, how the hell did a man get to Alaska on the run from the cops? Anyways, he wasn't even in Anchorage, he was in Kodiak, you know the place with the Walmart Pitbull visited? Damn. He was coding like crazy, the man even released Osana.

Apparently he was much nicer and chill now. I wished to talk.

Knowing his location (hehehaha i dont wanna write this its a joke creepypasta), I knocked on his door. He opened.

"...ChaliceCodinSon?" Alex questioned.

"Hey, Alex. I'm here to talk. It's been a while and now that I think about it, I miss you." I replied.

"Chalice... I... it's been so long after all this coding, I just cannot stress it, I'll never be complete without one of my contributors." He hesitatingly said.

"How did Osana get released?" I asked, in alarm. No idea how she got out.

"I wasn't in control, they forced me to release Osana yet I still needed to do... thousands of more animations." He would reply in disappointment.

"Damn.." I said.

He lets me in, and I look at his room. Full of body pillows and cuphead r34 comics, of course.

It was interesting. He was actually doing something for once. Maybe that whole 'forcing' thing was good. YandereDev was making his uh... questionable game in Kodiak.

"The police never found you?" I asked.

"Yeah, they're awful. Though, to be honest, they'd never believe that I'd be in the city with the Pitbull Walmart." He would say. Damn, what a based 4channer.

"You know that?" I examined

"Yeah, Chalicecuck." He would say back.

"You can stay with me, by the way." Alex Commented.

"That's Based and Redpilled, Alex." I joked

I ended up staying at his house. Me and him were best of friends from here on. Not a single argument came from us. I had to stay with him anyways. There was no way.

the end



Credited to OofMakes

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