【Billdip】Restart

The accident happened in an instant.

Dipper suddenly grabbed the metal pipe flying past him. Mabel had never seen such a fast speed before. Dipper slammed the metal pipe into his hand that was gripping the ground!

The blood didn't splash, and a large number of blood beads and stones rose slowly, many of which were almost foggy; the metal pipe penetrated the palm of the hand and plunged into the ground, and the blood kept pouring up.

Mabel opened her mouth, she could only open her mouth, she couldn't let out a scream. Wendy and Stan also had a truce long ago, and they had stopped when Dipper said that, and they looked at the boy in shock.

But the boy was laughing, crazy, hysterical.

He laughed so wildly, but full of sadness that no one could understand.

Bill was mad.

The devil abused him in the most vicious language in the world, and he no longer had the grace to sit in a velvet chair and drink champagne.He calls him a liar, a whore, and no idiot in all the universe combined is as stupid as Dipper's pinkie—he never knew demons could swear so much.

The demon struggles for physical control, something he can take away by force.But that's only when Alcor isn't clinging on to control.

[I won't give it to you. 】

Two souls are competing for one body, and doing so can cause extremely severe soul trauma.

But he won't let go.

no way.

A few times Bill has won the fight, but when he wants to go to the button, he can't move because his hand is fixed by the steel pipe.Dipper regained his body the moment he got stuck.

【Are you a dummy! 】Bill roared, he changed from a human form back to a triangle, and the huge red triangle kept hitting the space of consciousness.He breathed out flames, scarring the boy's space of consciousness.

[Do you know that the space-time gate will definitely collapse if you don't press the button!are you a pig!You fucking want us to fall short, you idiot! 】

Dipper listened, just listened.After Bill had had enough of scolding, he opened his mouth softly: [If the gate of time and space is closed, how will Uncle Ford come back? 】

Bill's swearing stopped abruptly.

It's a topic they've been avoiding.

If the time and space gate is closed, how will Stanford Pines come back?

【…But if you don’t close it now,】Bill gritted his teeth,【These guys will all die in ten years. 】

In Bill's view, sacrificing Sixfingers in exchange for ShootingStar and the others couldn't be more cost-effective—what a fucking bargain.How cost-effective it is to exchange a human who has not existed in this universe for 60 billion people and survive in a universe!

[Except for Stanley, who else in this universe remembers Sixfingers? 】

His accomplice put it lightly:

【I. 】

【I warned you, BillCipher, don't think about my family. Even if all 60 billion people die, it doesn't matter to me, as long as my family lives well. 】Dipper's projection appears in the consciousness space, no, to be precise, it is Alcor. Alcor stared at Bill fearlessly, every word he uttered tinged with blood.

【I made a deal with you to save my family.No less than one will do. 】

【Did you fucking understand, Nachos? 】

Soon Mabel and the others couldn't pay attention to Dipper, and the time and space gate suddenly burst into light, and they had to cover their eyes.

Wendy was the first to recover. She rubbed her nearly blinded eyes and stared ahead.

A black figure walked out of the time-space gate——judging from his figure, it should be an adult man wearing a cloak.He picked up the logs scattered on the ground and put them in his coat.

"God... who is he?" The girl was dumbfounded. What kind of fantastic development is this?

"My brother, the real Stanford Pines," Stan got up from the ground, he was hurt all over, but he was very happy, "and the reason why I activated the time-space gate."

Mabel got up too, feeling dizzy.The moment she saw her surroundings clearly, her expression changed.

She didn't care about the new characters, she asked tremblingly with a pale face:

"Where's Dipper?"

She got up from the ground, bewildered.

"Where's Dipper!"

The two people who were asked were stunned, and the steel pipe rolled a few times alone, and the end of the pipe was covered with blood.

The forest outside the town has always been a paradise for those supernatural creatures.Residents of Gravity Spring seldom go deep into this area, and at most they cut down trees. In essence, the well water does not violate the river water.Many years ago, there was a gray-haired scholar who was a frequent visitor to the forest, and that guy always took notes with a pen and paper; now there is another child, running around with a scholar's log in his hand, running around in the forest.

Counting the two "regular customers" with a full dozen, they are still within the tolerance of the forest residents.

The dwarves gathered together and rummaged among the grass blades, not knowing what they were looking for, and occupied a large area of ​​grass.I don’t know what one of them said, but the other dwarf rolled up his sleeves without saying a word and started beating; during the fight, he accidentally injured other dwarves, and the wounded spit and joined the war, and finally hit his companions... There are dwarves fighting all over the place , It's getting bigger and bigger like a snowball.

Suddenly, a large shadow appeared in front of them, and the dwarves stopped their hands in unison.They looked at the sky stupidly, and someone descended from the sky, and the wings rolled up in the wind.The dwarf was blown to pieces immediately.Someone who was not afraid of death leaned out from behind the blades of grass, drooling as he looked at the shiny black wings of the comer.

"handsome."

The dwarf's brain was only the size of a small fingernail, and he rushed to the man's side excitedly.

"Hey, your wings are so handsome, can I pet them?"

The opponent is not tall, the level of a human child.But the momentum around him was too strong, so strong that the dwarves didn't even think about humans.The latter thought it was another boss who was planning to make a home in Gravity Spring,

To build a good relationship with the new boss, the dwarves rubbed their hands and hugged their thighs better than they were born early.

The man raised his eyelids upon hearing this.

The dwarf was startled.

What kind of eyes are those.The irises are golden, brighter than a black cat, as if molten gold really poured into the eyes.But the whites of his eyes are black, blacker than oil, darker than night, dirty and ferocious like a ghost.

A ghost crawled out of hell.

With a wave of his wings, the dwarf rolled several times and hit a tree trunk before stopping.

"roll."

The dwarves immediately dispersed, as if they had never been here before.

Dipper barely stood up, blood dripping down his fingertips.He walked slowly, like a drunk, crooked, with his wings hanging behind him, dragging a long trail on the grass.

There was a rumbling sound in the sky, and he walked towards the empty cave step by step, and then slowly, slowly, leaning against the rock wall, he slid down.

Dipper sat at the mouth of the cave, watching the torrential rain fall from the sky.The line of sight was blocked by the rain curtain, and the direction of the gravity spring could not be seen clearly.

This is also good, such a heavy rain will not let Bill run out.And the blood and footprints will be washed away by the rain.

The boy slowly closed his eyes and wrapped himself tightly in the wet and cold rainy night.

He sank into consciousness space as soon as he closed his eyes.

Bill almost tore down the entire consciousness space - Dipper's usual chair, Bill's usual glass round table, and messy bookcases were completely destroyed, as if a tornado had passed through.

At the last moment Bill finally pulled out the damn steel pipe, and it turned out that Stanford just walked out of the time and space gate without twisting the devil's nose. Stanley was a fool, Stanford wasn't.He could only teleport and run while pinching his nose.

Dipper snatched control of his body like crazy, and that kid was also generally responsible for the broken consciousness space.What kind of control is there to fight for in the air? A crash is a dead body and two lives, and everyone will be finished.

Bill calmed down now, sat on the only undamaged velvet chair in the ruins, and smiled at Dipper:

"Yo."

Dipper had a splitting headache and didn't change his face.

"Y..."

Bill beat him to the ground as soon as he said a single letter.

calm?forgive?fuck him!

He, Bill Cipher, is going to teach Alcor a lesson today!

He tugged at Dipper's collar and lifted the young man up.

"Well, my dear PineTree," he whispered in his ear, as sweet as bedtime love, "you are really playing me around."

Professor Pines was strangled by him, and he moved the demon's hand vigorously with both hands.

"you……"

Bill leaned over.

"What are you trying to say, little liar?"

A golden light flashed in Dipper's eyes, and his nails swelled, and they cut hard along Bill's wrist!

Bill shivered in pain, he took several steps back, the severed wrist did not bleed, and a cloud of white air covered the wound.

Dipper still has bruises on his neck.He was different from Bill, after all, he was once a human being, and the soul's hurt reaction and human beings were not beneficial.But it just looks scary.

He threw Bill's severed wrist over.

"Fix it yourself." He paused, with disgust on his face, "Return to human form, you ugly cornflakes."

Bill rolled his eyes at the sky in a very rude way, and he pointed the severed hand at the wound, seamlessly connecting them together.The devil's figure was elongated, and the excess part gradually converged. Bill tugged at his cuffs, looking like a refined scum in his clothes.

"Clothed Beast" is holding a flame, laughing like a dog: "Do you want to fight, Mason?"

Of course Dipper didn't... want to fight.

He can't beat Bill.

His physical fitness is not as good as Bill's, and his combat experience is not as good as Bill's; the opportunity to become a demon was given by Bill.

But whether to fight or not is not up to Alcor.

Who called him a dish?

Dipper slowed down a little, and Bill grabbed him by the collar, and the cornflake demon mercilessly pressed the young man's face into the floor.The bricks shattered like spider webs.The demon didn't intend to forget about it. He stepped on the root of the young man's wing, and the demon Alcor, who hadn't made a sound until his palm was pierced and his back was burned, finally called out.

Wings are the devil's weakness.Although the bat wings are wide, long and extremely tough, the parts connected to the spine are very fragile.The pain-sensing nerves of the devil's whole body are probably concentrated there.

Bill pressed hard, his calfskin shoes crushing Dipper's wings.

"PineTree," the heel kicked the fragile wing bone, "do you think I really won't tear your face apart?"

Bill Cipher has never been a good temper.He is moody and will take revenge. Stanford Pines made a fool of him, so he threw the old man into a group of monsters for their amusement; Gideon Gleeful treated him badly, and he put the little fat man in a cage and told him to keep dancing.

This is Bill Cipher.

Dipper held up a hand tremblingly, he had something to say.

Bill paused, waiting for the boy to pull his face out of the rubble. Dipper's face was covered with blood, Bill didn't show any mercy this time.

He gasped:

"When did you have the illusion that we are all the same?"

Bill narrowed his eyes.

The sound of bones breaking and the boy's scream rang out.The body in the cave twitched violently.

The demon kicked him hard, and Dipper rolled several times, leaving a lot of bone and meat along the way.

With his hands in his pockets, Bill's one eye was bent, but his words were less than friendly.

"Then do you think that you and ShootingStar are the same people?" He turned around in a circle, lively like a clown, "Oh my God. Look at your wings and nails, youngboy, you see Has any 'person' ever looked like you?"

He deliberately accentuated the sound of "human".

Dipper lay on the ground, not saying a word.

Bill didn't mind the indifference of the only audience.He raised his hands and exaggeratedly elongated the tail tune:

"You have killed people and eaten monsters; your soul is far older than your appearance. You can raise your hand like a flame, and you can flap your wings above the blue sky—" the voice sank suddenly, "Now come and tell me, You and I are not the same way?"

Bill's voice was unprecedentedly deep:

"You still think you're DipperPines, Alcor?"

silence.

A thick and thick silence permeated between the two, and neither of them spoke. Bill was not in a hurry, he lowered his head and kicked the stone with the toe of his shoe, and Dipper didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

After a long time, there came a muffled voice:

"Shut up."

The boy propped up his upper body with his hands, his left wing was intact, but his right wing was short and jagged at the tip. Bill raised his eyebrows, he didn't strike so lightly, half of the right wing was destroyed by him, but now it grows a lot.The recovery speed of demons is really scary.

The young demon drooped his eyelids, lifeless.He brushed his hair aside, revealing the seven-star mole on his forehead.

DipperPines will never expose seven star moles to others.

Alcor raised his eyes, the golden pupils were as sharp as knives.

"You really think I don't know that you destroyed the amnestic gun?"

He finally tore off the disguise.

DipperPines sat on the floor, never before had he put on such a mean side in front of Bill.His eyes were half closed, his brows were as steady as sharp swords.

"You should have known when you destroyed the amnestic gun, you never believed me." He said it in a smooth manner, and every word was articulated, as smooth as a college speech, "So what are you angry about? "

You never believed me.

Then why are you still angry because of my deception?

The liar looks at the liar, and the devil looks at the devil.After a while, Bill said:

"You're such a bitch."

"Each to each other."

He crossed his arms, and the animal pupils were full of mocking smiles.

"I took precautions, and I didn't expect you to dare to do it when the time-space door opens."

Bill knew the kid was dishonest. Fortunately, DipperPines can be fooled; but ProfessorPines is not.He waited for Dipper to speak after he destroyed the amnestic gun, but the young man didn't.

It turned out that he had kept this matter tightly in his heart.

Dipper sneered: "Aside from that, do I have any other opportunities?"

He was sitting upright, with no image at all, and there was no shadow of an elite class.The clothes are full of dust, and the down-and-out ones are no different from homeless people.

But tramps don't have such eyes.

Bloody, sinister eyes.

The evil ghost returning from hell finally bared his fangs.

The young demon raised his hand and snapped his fingers, the walls surged, and the ruins gradually decomposed and disappeared.Palo Alto condos replace white rooms.

Thanks to Bill, Dipper is more or less hedonistic.

He got up and took two bottles of beer out of the refrigerator.Turning around again, there is a set of extremely casual ZARA permanent style. The sleeves of the sea blue linen hoodie are rolled up to the elbows, revealing a section of blue and white arms and wrists.

The boy threw a bottle to Bill, and he opened it with his teeth.There is a "pop" sound when the cap is detached from the glass.He drank beer, the cold liquid rushing down his throat.

Dipper's house is on a high floor, and the raindrops are beating wildly on the window.Palo Alto rarely rains, but in Dipper's consciousness, his Palo Alto is always cloudy and rainy.

His face was divided by the floor-to-ceiling lights in the living room.Half of the surface is coated with soft light, and the other half is covered with darkness.

The water drops across the glass, and the cold air rises along the mouth of the bottle. Dipper raised the hand holding the wine slightly, as if toasting.

"I've been waiting a long time for this day," he said.

Since when did he start planning this?

No, not a plan.

He never trusted Bill Cipher from the beginning.

So Bill said he was a bitch...he was right.

Bill sat down on the wooden IKEA chair across from him, carrying the bottle.He's no different than Dipper, Bill has always been classy at all times, and he wears casual suits that the young devil can't name.The appearance of him holding the assembly line product is also pleasing to the eye, and those who don't know think he is drinking champagne.

"Let me guess," tapped the wooden handrail with your fingertips, "did you deliberately not enter the basement when we were influenced by the time man to travel through time and space?"

Dipper also admitted generously.

"yes."

Why not solve it at that time? Stan wasn't there, Soos was still young.No one will stop them from dismantling the mechanical door.And the basement is so hidden, time people may not be able to catch up.

why?

"Because the time-space gate was dealt with at that time," he sat down on the fabric sofa, "Uncle Ford really can't come back."

No Stan, no Mabel.Who will stop him from dismantling the time-space gate?

The "past past" is all used by him to delay time and deceive people.

Bill smiled, and he relaxed like Dipper did.But there was no smile in his eyes, and the atmosphere in the room was tense.

"Honestly, PineTree, I'm really curious, how did you hide it from me? You know, I live in your head."

Dipper laughed too.

"Then how did you hide it from me, Bill?"

Bill didn't mind telling him one bit.

"It's better to tell lies and truth together." He lied to Stanford, and he also lied to the former DipperPines.True and false, who knows which is true and which is false.

Of course he didn't mind telling Dipper.Anyway...

Bill was smiling, and this was Dipper's familiar smile.It's full of malice from the inside out.It's as if the black mud of pleasure is overflowing.

"You can't read my mind." How do you know which of my words is true and which is false.

Dipper was not provoked by Bill, but the young professor nodded in agreement.Seeing this, Bill pouted.

Tch, it's really boring.

"I know," Dipper tilted his head, took a swig of his wine, and looked out the window, "There's no fairness from the start, is there?"

His ideology and memory are as powerless in front of Bill as a girl who has been raped//violated, and can only be laid out naked, allowing the devil to rummage through.He watched another completely unrelated spirit take up residence in his head, commenting on his memories.But I can't do anything to that guy's brain.

It was impossible for him to do anything without telling Bill.

So what should he do?You can't be led by the nose by Bill all the time.

"... To deceive you, you must first deceive myself."

He had been a gentle professor.

Opening his eyes again is a vengeful ghost.

He devoured the blood and flesh of others, and returned step by step through the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.He pushed away the people he loved, bid farewell to those who loved him, let the light go away, and spurned all good things.He works with the devil to seek skin, only in this way can he see hope in the purgatory called the world.

He made himself unrecognizable with his own hands.

If he believes it himself, Bill will believe it.Even if he wanted to grab Stan's hand that was outstretched at that time, thinking crazy, wishing like a pervert to get calluses across his cheek...

Can't reveal a little bit.

Dipper remembered that he had been in Stanford's library, and had happened to see a book in between coffee and pen and ink on a golden afternoon.That said:

Love is wanting to touch but holding back. ①

There was lightning and thunder outside the window.

Dipper half closed his eyes, he lowered his head, revealing a fragile and fair neck.Even demons have their own weaknesses.

He said, "It's up to you to listen."

Here's his reply to Bill.

Alcor can't beat Cipher, it's too difficult. Bill's combat experience Alcor can't keep up with ten rocket boosters.He and Mabel had beaten him before, but it was in Stan's head, when the demons underestimated the enemy.

He knew that his "human" body was gradually transforming into a demon.Lessened pain, heightened senses, super-high healing abilities, and devouring flesh all attest to this.His body was ready to accept Bill, manifested in the luxuries that Dipper hadn't seen in the white space before.

This is no longer Dipper's home court.

He saw Bill put down the beer, the glass collided with the coffee table, and the sound echoed in the silent living room. Dipper closed his eyes, he had expected this scene a long time ago, paper cannot contain fire.He cheated the sky and crossed the sea, and he would have to pay the price in the end.

If you save a life, you have to pay it back with another life.

Dipper heard the wind, and his last thought was:

I'm actually quite sorry, Bill.

Dipper was kicked off the sofa together with the drink, and Bill retracted his step.From the beginning to the end, the beer in his hand did not spill at all.

Bill's kick was merciless, the young demon's chest was about to explode, and the beer fell to the ground long ago, leaving nothing but dregs.

"Are you possessed by ShootingStar's pig? No, maybe it's not as good as that pig. Shall I wash your face and wake you up?"

Bill's hand tilted slightly, and the beer gushed out one after another, pouring it all over Dipper's face.

"Killing you is the solution? You really put gold on your face Professor." He laughed angrily, "I have taught you for so long, now you want to die when you are done with the mess, you treat me as your human being Is the government one-stop from birth to death?"

The empty bottle exploded in Dipper's ear.

The demon crouched, and he grabbed Dipper's jaw, ignoring the young demon's face covered in beer.His fingers were so hard that Dipper had the illusion that his jaw would be crushed.

The light is chopped by glass shards, and every cut surface can reflect Bill's appearance.In Bill's eyes, Alcor was as embarrassed as a wet wild dog.

"Then... you... want to..."

"From now on, if I want you to go east, you can't go west. If I want you to kill, you have to kill me. Whatever I want you to do, you have to do." Jin Tong said to Jin Tong, "I want you to be like a Listen to me like a dog."

Dipper just wanted to reply him with "you are dreaming", but was nailed to death by Bill's next sentence.

"Accordingly, I won't lift a finger with the Pines family."

He let go of the boy's grip and gazed down at Dipper.Bill still understands the reason for slapping a sweet date.He saw the boy's face change several times, and finally it was ashamed.

"……make a deal."

Professor Pines gritted his teeth.

"Then you want me to call you 'Master' like those low-star TV shows? You fucking mutant cornflakes."

Oh, it has evolved, from cornflakes to mutant cornflakes. Bill is a little bit looking forward to what's next.

But one cannot push too much.

"That kind of address can be avoided," although he really wanted to hear it, "now, you go to sleep."

Dipper froze for a moment.

Bill turned, stomping hard leather shoes on the wooden floor.

"I've almost shredded your consciousness space into pieces, and robbed you of the right to use your body so many times that your soul is almost transparent." Bill looked disgusted, "Are you a pig? Do you think you can give your body to me after you die? Then Why didn't I take your body earlier."

He really wanted to ask Stanford's personnel department ten years later why such an IQ could teach in the highest institution.

"The "Alcor" formed by my fusion with you can't do without this body." Bill actually hated iron and steel, "Your "human body" has not completely completed the transformation of "demon". I will take over now , What is it that appeared? A 12-year-old half-demon weak chicken?"

Dipper: "..."

With "use your brain okay" written all over Bill's face, he waved his hand.

"Go get out of here and fix your soul wounds. I'm hurt too, so I need to get some sleep. By the way," he remembered, "I'm warning you, DipperPines, if you dare to mess with me again," Bill sneered , "I broke ShootingStar's fingers one by one in front of you. When you wake up, we will have a good talk about how to clean up the salamander after the time-space door opens."

He should have killed the boy.he thinks. Bill Cipher has always been merciless to betrayers, only he betrays others, no one else betrays him.

But he stopped himself.

why?

He thought of Alcor's eyes.The eyeballs are black, but the irises are gold.It's the same gold as Bill's.

That is the symbol of the devil.

In all time and space, there is no third guy with such eyes.

Bill woke up to the sound of thunder.

After communicating with Alcor that day, they fell into a restful sleep.After all, he had tossed too hard before, and his soul was already covered in bruises. He needed a lot of rest to save his soul and body. Bill, being a hedonist, summoned the fire and the bed with a sigh of relief, cast the final spell on the cave tremblingly and fell asleep.

He is so confident in his magic that no one in this universe can surpass him.

So... what's going on out there?

With that in mind, he stretched out his head to look at the sky outside.

As a result, the demon was startled.

Bill was rarely frightened, and most of the time he kept a smiling face.It's just another kind of facial paralysis.But now his eyes are wider than ever, which is a standard expression of surprise.

"What's going on..."

The sky was so red that it was almost dripping with blood, and the wind blew through the trees.The young deer screamed and was swept into the sky, and then fell into a puddle of flesh in the blink of an eye.

Bill had seen it before.

"What the hell is going on!"

Bill looked down at the wristband, the date had gone six days.

It's only been six days, and Stanford's five brains and ten hands can't make "Day of Annihilation".The salamander is still stuck in time and space, if it really came out of the gravity spring, there would be no grass growing.Who the hell did this!

He forcefully wakes Dipper up.

The boy's soul was wounded more than Bill's - although he did most of it. Bill didn't show mercy at all, and the conscious space is still being rebuilt.

Professor Pines was pushed out by Bill without even opening his eyes.

【look by youself. 】

He was so scared that he woke up instantly.

"What the hell is this! Hollywood special effects blockbuster?"

[More exciting than that,] Bill sneered, [Looks like someone did something awesome while we were sleeping. 】

Dipper reached out to remove the barrier.

The nightmare had spread farther than he had imagined.Half of the forest was destroyed, and the animals who had no time to escape were eaten by monsters, and the blood rained endlessly.

A pterosaur found Dipper, and it happily dropped the skeleton in its mouth and flew towards the boy. Its mouth full of fangs was foul and disgusting.

With a cold face, Bill switched positions with his tacit understanding with Dipper.The demon stepped on the upper half of the pterosaur's beak.The pterosaur twisted its body, and hummed with unknown meaning from its throat.

Bill was even more disgusted.

As the devil who stands at the top of the monster world's food chain, he has always been the only one who eats others. When will it be the turn of other idiots to covet him?

"Overreaching."

He made a false grip, and the pterosaur twisted wildly, but the demon didn't move.The moment when five fingers form a fist——

The heart broke through the shackles of the skin and rolled several times on the ground, covered with dust and dirt.

The pterosaur stopped moving.

"It's disgusting."

Bill clapped his hands.The pterosaur's eyes were still open, and blood was gurgling from his chest.It's really hard to die.

"We have to investigate this matter," the demon looked at the lightning and thundering sky in the distance, "see who dares to do the end on my BillCipher's territory."

Dipper loosens his tie.

[I have an ominous premonition. 】

Blemdin is dead, Washington DC is dead, the time slot of Gravity Springs is in the hands of Uncle Ford, and Bill is his accomplice.He personally solved all the uncertain factors that would cause the "Day of Annihilation", why... doomsday still appears?

Bill pushed aside the overgrown weeds at the entrance of the cave, and his wings stretched out enough to cover the sky and the sun.The wings rolled up the wind, and he flew to the gravity spring like a sharp arrow.

TBC

Notes:

①: From Salinger's "The Heart of Broken Stories"