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Context: Something isn't right. Something isn't right. Something isn't right. Please help me. Something isn't right. I've done something awful. Something isn't right. Please, help me! Something isn't right. Something isn't right. Please, it's so dark. Something isn't right. Something isn't right. The shadows are eating my mind! Something isn't right. Something isn't right. Something isn't right. PLEASE HELP-Ḩ̶̧̨͈̪̠̠̗̜̯̭̲̊̈́̆ȏ̸̗̦̘̪͛̆͗w̸͎̙̝͉̬̜̯̮̉̽̅̃͝ ̴̡̛̹͖͖̲͔͔̦͚̟̹̣̻̏̓̔̾̃̆́̿̕ͅd̸͔̬̟͍͔̮̍̀̓̆̀͑̓͆̆͝ã̵̛̳͈̼͐̆̓̉͝͠ͅr̶̩̻̜̲̉̽̍͗͝e̶̡͉͈̳̫͈̞̋̇̏̉͗̂́̈́͊́͠ ̴̪̖͔͙͓̟̝͇̪̫͎̤̦͓̱͂̾̆́̄̐̚ỵ̷̢̲̥̟͎̰̙̳̳̮̭̎̆̒ó̴̡̢͇̗͚̫̖̖̯̹͎̻̭̝͐͝ů̵̢͇̥͙͓̙̱̭̹̼̱̮̘̋͐́̋͐̂̊̔̊̕ ̸̢̛̦̰̻͔̪̗̻́̊͗̆̅͋̒͌̈́̕͘͘͘d̶͉̖͚̫̞̭͔̣̫̒̒̏ͅě̵̛̩̲̫̌̾̂͛̈͑̊͐̉̂͠f̸̢̛͎͉̞̗̙̭͍̯̘̰͍͇̹͌̒̽̀̂̍̀̏̂͊̈́̾ỳ̵͖̈́̋͝͝ ̴͉͍̼̭͔̩̑̄m̷̢̢̢͇̹̳̘̩̹̗̣̱̭̥̋̓͒̏̈̀̈́̾̚͜e̸͓̮̲̙̻̖͚͎͔͛̋͗̑͆̉̋́̐̈̌̚͘͝...

Setting: The End

Tags: [F4A][Vengeful Shadow Queen Speaker][Absolutely F*cked Warrior Listener][Battle][Confrontation][High Angst][Rage][Supernatural][Eldritch/Lovecraftian][Queen of Disrespect][Huge Lore Drop][CW: Graphic Violence/Angst/Disturbing Implications]

Usage: You may tweak or record this script. Gender swapping is totally fine! Please credit me if you use this script in any of your projects. If you would like to use this script for a paywalled recording please DM me first. Thank you :3

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Italicized speech are nondescript whispering voices that can be used at the VA’s discretion

[S] = Surrian, the Shadow Queen, mildly miffed.

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[Scene opens in…???]

[SFX: Ominous cello/void echoes]

[You stand before a darkness darker than black. On occasion, you think you see a face winking up at you. Whispers coil around you, bladed and accusing:]

Explain yourself

Why did you come here

[SFX: A blade being drawn]

[You draw your sword. It’s faint, but you remember now and turn to face Her. The Shadow Queen stares down at you, expression both emotionless and furious, somehow]

[S] “Explain. Yourself.”

[Pause!]

[You hold out your blade toward her. You remember now]

[SFX: A musical sting indicating a bad time about to occur]

[S] “You…”

[Pause!]

[S] “YOU!!!!”

[When she screams, reality shakes with her. The black turns oil-like, prisms of color trapped within in the terrible shape of screaming faces]

[S] “You stepped into a friendly tournament we hosted for our warriors!”

[SFX: Reality breaking/the faces screaming with her]

[S] “You defeated all of them without any regard or mercy!”

[SFX: Rumbling/generally frightening noises]

[S, furious and anguished] “My poor Isaac… He pleaded! Begged you to stop, until you had him within an inch of his life!”

[Pause.]

[At your statement, her eyes go entirely cold. Alien as the blackness around you both]

[S] “...Whatever it took… to fight me?”

[Pause.]

[She looks at you in disbelief. Then, she laughs. And laughs. Mouths form in the squall of shadows, laughing hysterically as your sword wavers]

[S] “YOU WANTED TO FIGHT THE GALAXY’S STRONGEST WARRIOR TO PROVE YOU ARE THE BEST?! THAT’S IT?! THAT’S WHAT YOU WANTED?!?!!?”

[Pause…]

[Is… That what you wanted?]

[Her laughter quiets to an almost guttural chuckle]

[S] “...You want to defeat me, do you… I remember you, now… You constantly harassed me, demanding I fight you, no matter how much I asked you to respect my answer. Do you… understand how foolish that is?”

[...]

[She takes a step forward. Reality weeps]

[S] “Your kind… Always climbing a mountain and expecting an end. Always going after the ‘strongest’ while they are more than likely trying to simply live their lives! Do you have ANY idea what it feels like to have someone, an armed someone, show up at your home and decree that they HAVE to kill you to fulfill their destiny? Do you think you’re the fucking main character of a novel?!”

[...]

Why did you come here

Who even are you

[She cocks her head at you, staring down the length of her nose]

[S] “...You’re forgetting everything, aren’t you. You call yourself my challenger and can’t last a minute in the Shade?”

[...]

[She takes a step forward. You instinctively take two back]

[SFX: A powerful footstep]

[S] “...I took one step forward and you took two back? Why? Don’t you want to fight me?”

[...]

[SFX: The sword trembling in the Listener’s hand]

[S] “Stand your ground or run, ANT! I’m more than happy to keep up this leisurely pace until I get within range to tear your spine out through your throat.”

[You look around in desperation as she approaches you. Each step feels like a natural disaster]

[S, breathless and eyes wife] “What are you going to do, “Warrior”?”

[...]

[Your mind chants every prayer it knows, grasps at straws, calls for a mother long since gone]

[S, closer] “What are you going to do…?”

…

Run

[You cant]

[S, furious] “You violated the sanctity of my home and now you DARE run from me?!”

[SFX: A terrible rumbling]

Is this what you wanted?

[You think it was… Once]

[S] “You beat my son to within an INCH of his life… JUST to get my attention?! Well, you have it! And I’d hate for no one to see this ‘legendary’ battle of ours!!!”

[Pause…]

[The entity following behind is no longer the Shadow Queen. She is simply shadow, eyes glaring lavender in a sea of otherwise burning red eyes in the mist]

[S] “YOU HAVE MY ATTENTION NOW, ANT! FACE ME!”

[You can’t]

Why did you come here…

[...To be the best]

[Pause…]

[S] “...You fool… You truly came here to test your skill in a battle against me?! And when I deny you, citing my desire for peace, you hunt down one of my sons and beat him?! What warrior are you that spits in the face of the very honor that comes with the title?! RRGH, NO!”

[SFX: The rumbling growing louder/a flash of dark magic]

[Note: I couldn’t find a perfect replica of shadow magic, but the noise [here](https://youtu.be/JPv\_ujSM1jc?t=11) with this particular animation is pretty close, as the portal is clawed open]

Fool…

[SFX: Water being gulped down]

[S] “There is no place… in this universe… where you will find a reprieve from me, you indignant stain on my tiles. Not here, in the pitch black of the ocean, where even as you are torn to shreds by the pressure, over and over…”

[Her voice is cold. Colder than the icy agony around you]

[Pause!]

[SFX: Thrashing and, if desired, unpleasant head-exploding noises]

[You die. Reform. Die. Drown. Reform. Die. Explode. Die. It’s endless]

[S] “...You can’t escape me… Drown. Die. Watch your own brain matter try and slither back into your ruptured skull. Go on. Fight it. Fight the pressure—the ocean itself. Look at the creatures staring curiously at the bloodied cloud of viscera you expel every time you reform… They’re so very hungry…”

[SFX: Another rumble/dark magic sting]

[You’re thrown from that darkness into another, even colder. In the few seconds before you die, you can see the planet beneath you]

[SFX: Everything becoming muted]

[S, talking normally, somehow] “How about space, hm?! Would you like to challenge the endless void to battle, you simpering, single-minded pretender?!”

[Again, you die. Burned alive. Die. Reform. Implosion. Die. Reform. You look at her and see that the sun is engulfing her as well]

[SFX: Fire blazing]

[S] “Here… A bit of sunshine might better our dispositions, hm? Nothing like having that white-hot demon flay the skin from your bones! See? Keeps mine nice and bleached!”

[Pause!!!]

[SFX: Dark magic/rumbling]

[Before you can plead again, you’re tossed on your face before her, once more in that endless hallway. She stares down at you with eyes devoid of feeling]

[...]

[S] “Run.”

[SFX: The Listener scrambling up and attempting to do so]

Why did you want this…

[The whispers press in again. Your legs feel like lead and, despite her casual stride, you can hear her right behind you]

Is this who you are…?

[...Is it?]

Run…

[...Why?]

[SFX: The footsteps becoming less certain]

[S] “I am the Mother of Shade. The Black Death. I didn’t fight for thousands of years for a world in which pride breeds something like you. The absence of light, the eyes you know are on you but can never prove, know that those are me… My children are legion, all of them warriors in one way or another. True warriors.”

[...Warrior…?]

[SFX: The footsteps slowing to an uncertain limp]

[S] “Do you know what a good warrior knows, child? What anyone with common sense knows?”

[...?]

N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́
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N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́N̷̨͆a̷͎̅t̸̲͛u̶̠͛ṛ̸̑e̷̞̾ ̸͙̀d̵̻̆o̴͙̚e̵̜͑s̵̨̕ ̷̙͐n̸̲̔ǫ̴͘t̵̬̓ ̷͎͂f̸͚̚o̷͎͝r̵͈͘g̵̛̜i̷̢͗v̷̫͝e̴̍͜/̴͚́d̴̦̽o̴̘͝ẻ̸͍s̵͜͝ ̵̳̅n̵̥͝õ̷͙t̷͍̽ ̷͚͌f̸̟̋o̸͔̔r̴̦̈g̷͎̽e̵̱̋t̷̡́!!!

[The whispering turns into a mocking chant around you as, at last, you drop to your knees]

[SFX: The Listener dropping to their knees]

[S] “...Done already, are you? I thought as much. My friends and children in the shade began to eat your memories the moment our battle began, and no one on the outside will remember even your smug little face… Do you know what happens now, Ant?”

[...]

[You stare blankly ahead]

[S] “I am the master of your fate, now. You sit in time-out for a few millennia and think about what you’ve done. Once you’ve done that, you can begin a new life. One where you are hopefully a better person.”

[Pause…?]

[S] “You will have to remember what crime you committed first, yes. We’ll call that the ‘catch’.”

[SFX: Dark magic/rumbling]

[Before you can respond, she’s gone, and you’re left to stare into nothingness. You feel no hunger. No thirst. Almost peaceful.]

[Pause]

[You can’t imagine why, feeling that way, you have a sword in your hand… It’ll come to you eventually, you’re sure]

[Pause]

[...You’re sure]

[The End]

Note: Do people still want her to step on them after this display? Like, I know Jersey probably does, but that man is built different. Also, I'd say Surrian has black force energy out of the wazoo, but this is the same woman who cried for a day after having to smoosh a spider :/

Second note: It is the same Isaac from Sharing is Caring. He’s doing OK now, don’t worry. His brothers got him Spongebob Band-Aids and he was fine.

Final note: Yes, I was 100% blaring “The Only Thing I Know For Real” for this. It needed Revengeance levels of stylistic chaos.