【Billdip】Restart

According to the general rule, the young man should hug his family for a while and talk about what happened for such a long time—in fact, it didn’t take long, half a month at a time.But apparently Salamander didn't give him extra time, the "Ring of Gravity Spring" over there was almost dismantled, and the entire space was filled with the roars of robot pilots.

"Warning! Warning! The left arm is under attack!"

"Warning! Warning! The roof is flying! The roof is flying!"

"We can see the roof flying!"

... Even if there were any sentimental thoughts, they were completely disturbed.

Dipper quickly adjusted his state, patted his face, and straightened his clothes.He snapped his fingers at the "Ring Gravity Spring" and threw out a string of flaming butterflies. They pounced on the robot, densely hiding the target.

It's a little thing he's learned from Bill, and it looks like a show, but it works.The first time he saw this thing, he was shocked by its bells and whistles, and after deeply spurning Bill's taste, he decided to make a flame dragon or something in the future.No matter how bad the bat is.Anyway, it can't be a butterfly.

Turns out there was no time at all. ProfessorPines instinctively transformed a large number of butterflies according to the appearance in memory.

What a slap in the face.

Mabel saw those beautiful little things emerge from her brother's fingertips, flapping their wings of flame and struggling towards the salamander.They are not durable, and they can be broken with a little force.

But butterflies win in petite size and quantity.

Their attack power is not even as good as the Quantum Chaos Maker, but the AXOLOTL who harass them is too annoying.

The last butterfly flew from the young man's fingertip to the target. Dipper swayed, and Mabel quickly supported him.

"Dipper?!"

"...I'm fine."

"You don't look like a normal person at all," Stan frowned, and he also supported the boy beside him, "Why are you holding on? Why are your hands so cold."

"The demon's body temperature is low." Coupled with the excessive blood loss, he added in his heart, "I'm really fine. It's just that most of the magic power in my body is used for repairing, and the magic power is temporarily insufficient."

It's not just blood that circulates in demons. Magic is an integral part of them—even more so than flesh and blood.

As long as the magic works, they will never die.

He pushed away the hands supported by his relatives, staggered and struggled to walk in a certain direction.

Hurry up, he gritted his teeth and told himself, hurry up!

"...Dipper?" Mabel stretched out his hand, "What are you going to do? Hey, calm down! All you need to do now is find a place to breathe and get your blood back!"

"I don't have that time," he said with a pale face, like a living dead, with broken wings and bones growing slowly, "I wasted too much time... I didn't come back just to ask you to accompany me to wipe out."

Stan frowned. "Where are you going?"

Dipper lifted his chin that way.

Thanks to Stanford and the "Ring of Gravity Spring" for drawing away the fire, the blond demon stood there alone, holding a Scottish sword.

Stan frowned enough to kill a fly.

"Bill Cipher? Are you serious?"

The sharp blade is in hand, and the point plunges into the ground.Using his sword as a crutch, he moved towards Bill step by step.The young man's face became calm again, and his devilish eyes did not waver in the slightest.

"I have no reason to abandon my accomplice."

The accident happened suddenly at this moment.

Salamander - AXOLOTL was finally completely irritated by the flame butterfly.It demolished the "Gravity Spring" in sevens and eights, and it was not in a hurry to make up the knife.Human beings are no different from ants in its eyes, and it can deal with ants whenever it wants.

But Alcor is not an ant.

It takes no trouble.

It has to show some color to that ignorant young devil.

AXOLOTL turned its head suddenly, and it roared—countless round gargoyles appeared out of thin air in the gap between time and space.No, they are not gargoyles.

Dipper is familiar with this thing, Wendy is familiar with it, and Soos is also familiar with it.All the townspeople are all too familiar with this.

It's an eyeball bat.

Stanford put down the already hot Quantum Disorder Maker.He couldn't control his mouth:

"FUCK."

It can create "Bill Cipher", and it can also create inorganic familiars.

"I've had enough," it said.

Eyeball bats gathered into a triangle in the sky, and their eyeballs lit up at the same time, like stage lights ready to go!

Alcor's pupils suddenly constricted!

"Who do you think you are, you inferior amphibious creature!"

It was silver light—something shiny silver was thrown from the wreckage of the mystery hut, and another light fell on that object.The palm-sized mysterious object suddenly grew taller and bigger, blocking everyone behind!

Dipper recognized this thing, he'd seen it.

"Northwest's...silver mirror?"

The moment the petrified light hit the mirror, it was reflected back, followed by the rope shooting gun; Mabel swung the not-so-light steel wire rope like performing acrobatics, and the eyeball bat was smashed by the iron hook at the front, stunned. A large area of ​​death fell.

Pacifica crawled out of the wreckage - Dipper figured she was trying to make a good appearance, but she had short legs - with what looked like a flashlight in her hand.The girl looked at the silver mirror, and the mirror changed back to the size of a palm.

...Zoom crystal flashlight?

Pacifica is wearing an alpaca sweater that was written by Mabel at a glance.

She held a silver mirror in one hand and a flashlight in the other, standing back to back with Mabel, who was holding a rope gun, between Dipper and Newt.

"Yo, DipperPines. This time I let you owe me a favor."

"...Northwest? What's wrong with your flashlight?"

Pacifica is short and to the point.

"McGucket made it, inspired by some diary. By the way, we have one of these things, and the crystal mines in the forest let us harvest them."

Dipper: "..." Are you devils?

"Dipper," Mabel said suddenly.

"how?"

"I believe you."

Professor Pines was stunned for a moment, but Mabel didn't give him time to continue to be stunned.The girls all took a step forward, without looking back, they shouted:

"Go!"

Dipper quickly came to his senses after being dazed at first, and the devil gently pulled the corner of his mouth.

He turned, wings ripping through the air.

"Ah, I see."

The salamander narrowed its one eye, and the eyeball bat, which was lucky enough to survive, flapped its wings and rushed towards Dipper.

"How could it be possible for you to succeed!"

The crossbow arrows came through the air, and suddenly doubled in size in mid-air, stringing eyeball bat chasers into a string!Then another color of light shines on the bats, and they go from yoga balls to dango in the blink of an eye!

Grenda roared and charged at the monster, her fists growing huge in the attack.She grabbed the bat wings and swung them away. Candy twirled the flashlight between her fingers.

Wendy jumped down with a bow and crossbow, and the "Japanese dumpling" made a "poof" sound at her feet; Grenda fisted, and the glove made a thumping sound; Candy pushed his glasses, and the lenses reflected a glare of cold light.

They stood between the salamander and the demon:

"Don't even think about taking a step forward."

Bill wasn't doing well. When Dipper landed beside him, the blond fiend's face was still twisted.

Dipper stared at him for a few seconds, then took Bill's face in his hands, and slammed him hard on the forehead!

"……idiot."

The moment the foreheads touched, the young professor was swallowed by the vortex of light.

Alcor was startled when he landed, he flapped his wings hastily, and finally landed steadily... on the mountain of bones.

He rubbed his nose, he was about to gag due to the strong smell of blood. Dipper thought he was a qualified demon now, but this mountain of corpses and blood had really exceeded his upper limit of tolerance.The young man frowned and looked up at the sky again.

This was not the world he was familiar with, not even Earth.

At least Earth's clouds are anything but black.

Dipper caught the sound of some kind of animal crawling, he tilted his head, claws brushed past his face, and a few strands of chestnut hair were chopped off by his nails.

But the young demon didn't give the attacker any extra eyes, and didn't even turn his head. Dipper raised his knee and cut off the attack directly; his knee joint hit the abdomen of the comer, who spat out a mouthful of blood and rolled down the pile of corpses in an instant.

Dipper looked down at the attacker from a height, the guy was black haired, obviously not Bill.

He knew his luck would not be this good, Dipper sighed and snapped his fingers.

Fire burned on the man.

The scream and the crackle of burning fat played together, and to Dipper's surprise, the demon flames didn't incinerate the guy instantly, but burned slowly.The flames even have a tendency to be consumed by black hair.On a face full of flames and scars, Dipper saw the man's eyes clearly.

Golden animal pupils.

He lowered his head again and looked at the mountain of corpses again.Sure enough, these corpses all had pointed ears and golden pupils, and some of them had bat wings, but the color of the inner membrane was different.

He thought he knew where it was.

Dipper looked at the black hair again.He has golden eyes and pointed ears, but no bat wings.

Not just wings, his limbs have been replaced by reptilian limbs, and the scales have even spread to his cheeks.The black-haired man has a lizard-like tail that flicks back and forth.

...what the hell is this guy?

If it was an ordinary person, Dipper would still try to communicate, but this guy... Forget it.

In those eyes there was only the desire for fresh flesh and blood.

With a wave of his hand, the cold iron rose from the ground, piercing the monster from bottom to top.

Dipper thinks that what he learns and sells now is not bad.He thought about looking elsewhere to see if he could find a clue, preferably directly to Bill or something.

The moment he turned around, he met a face.

Alcor: "..."

With a wave of his hand, the flames covered his entire arm.The young man took a few steps back to keep the distance away, his face was full of guard against this person.

This guy... was able to approach the devil without making a sound.

Dipper didn't even know how long she'd been here.

The visitor was neither humble nor overbearing in the face of the soaring demon flames. She even raised her skirt and performed a standard curtsy.

"I think this is the first time we've met, DearPineTree."

Dipper was taken aback.

"……you know me?"

"Yes, that's right." The woman smiled, her face was a little bloody, but it didn't affect her beauty, "You can call me Evelyn, but I think you are more familiar with another name."

Evelyn curved her golden eyes.

"Mrs. Cipher."

The woman who called herself Mrs. Cipher took Dipper to a nearby cave. The cave was a little crude, but the facilities were complete.Mr. Pines, a doomsday experiencer, said these fully meet the doomsday survival criteria.

The woman brought him a pot of steaming... water.

"I think you humans like coffee, or tea." The tea set she used to pour water is very exquisite, and it is one of the best in the world of Dipper. "But I'm sorry, you may not be used to drinking the tea here. I have to serve it with water." is you."

Dipper took the water glass, a little cautious, not knowing how to put his hands and feet.He had made all kinds of assumptions about what he would see when he came to the depths of Bill's consciousness, even the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood was within his expectation, but meeting such a gentle and beautiful woman in a place where the corpses piled up... was really out of his league. within forecast.

The woman seemed to see his restraint.She smiled and wiped her face with a damp handkerchief.

"Speaking of which, I'm really sorry. Before I saw you, I was always nervous. I wonder if you would dislike my dirty attire." Speaking of this, she blinked mischievously, "You know, women are I hate being seen by men without makeup."

Dipper couldn't help laughing.

Evelyn does have a kind of magic in her body. Although she is very "noble" in her attire - although her clothes are torn and her face is dirty - she does not have airs. Of course Dipper knew she was just saying that to take his nerves away.

The young man developed a little bit of affection for women.

He stroked the rim of the cup, and the only restraint disappeared.

"Then, Miss. Cipher..."

"It's Mrs. Cipher, my dear," she put down her handkerchief, and Dipper noticed that the dirt on the woman's face hadn't diminished, "I'm married."

Dipper opened his mouth, and he looked the woman up and down again.The young demon swallowed.

"Could you be...Bill's sister?"

The same surname is Cipher, and they also have blond hair and golden eyes. If you look closely, their eye contours are exactly the same. Dipper thought of him and Mabel, although they are twins, there are always some places that are very similar.

Evelyn frowned when she heard this - she even looked like Bill when she smirked...

etc?smirk?

"No," Mrs. Cipher shook her head, with a malicious smile, "Sweetheart, I'm sorry you guessed wrong. I'm Billy's mother."

After speaking, she touched her face in Dipper's choked expression.

"Don't forget that demons are very old, DearPineTree."

Dipper felt that the amount of information was a bit overwhelming and he needed to slow down.But compared to the appearance of Bill's mother, the mutation of a demon into a lizardman, etc., what he wants to ask more now is...

"Bill? Billy?"

"Yes, that's right," Evelyn tensed at her loosening, "I know my son's name should be pronounced ■■■■, and Bill Cipher is just pronounced similar to his real name. But coincidentally, Bill is similar to his real name, Billy is also similar to the nickname of my real name."

Dipper blinked.

"real?"

Evelyn blinked too.

"It's absolutely true."

"In the future I can..."

"Of course honey," Evelyn smiled, "you can call it that in the future, I promise you—my son will jump in anger."

is biological. Dipper sighed in his heart.

It was getting dark, so Evelyn got up, lit a match, and lit a candle.

"Madam Cipher, you are a devil." Dipper raised an eyebrow.

"Are you trying to ask me why I don't use demon flames for lighting?" Evelyn blew out the match.She turned sideways slightly, standing against the light, her face blurred.

"DearPineTree, do you know where this is?"

Dipper brought the cup to his lips.

"...In the depths of Bill's consciousness, his most haunting memory. Am I right, SHADOW?"

"You're absolutely right," she held up the candlestick, not intending to be offended, "this world is fake, the lizardmen are fake, and so am I."

She admits it so freely, so freely that Dipper can't even continue.

And Evelyn herself went on.

"Bill... 'my' son did something stupid. So stupid, he regretted it for the rest of his life."

The young demon recalled the story told by the triangular demon playing the acoustic guitar shortly after their return:

"Suddenly one day it was completely wiped out. Not just the planets, but the entire universe was gone."

Evelyn's voice rang in his ear.

"He's very smart, and he's been smart since he was a child. Bill's IQ is also one of the best among demons, but Dear PineTree, do you know? The Tower of Babel was never built."

The woman closes her eyes.

Dipper was silent.

Of course he knew that the Tower of Babel was never built and was not allowed to be built.But their need for knowledge is like a bottomless pit, and they are addicted to knowledge.

If the objective world can no longer satisfy them, they will take the initiative to "create" satisfaction.

Disregard for morality, disregard for law.

So that in the end, it is beyond redemption.

"What did he do?" Dipper asked very, very quietly.

But in fact, he didn't need to ask, the overwhelming red that greeted his eyes already explained everything.

Mrs. Cipher replied with the same volume:

"He opened Pandora's Box."

"Bill didn't think of it like this. He was arrogant and arrogant, but not to the point of destroying a universe."

"But he really wants to reach the end of knowledge. But how is the essence of the world so easy to discover? The more the road to heaven, the more difficult and dangerous it is."

"He miscalculated."

Evelyn opened her eyes, blood welling from the depths of their sockets.

"So the whole world went wrong."

She walked ahead with her skirt up, Evelyn was familiar with the world.The road she leads is not necessarily the best, but it is indeed the safest. Dipper climbed up and down with her, listening to her talk about the end of long ago.

"First, the magic power expands—yes, it expands, not depletes—we, the demons, possess unimaginable magic power. The same is true in the air. So we indulge ourselves and squander the magic power, but we don't expect that this is the beginning of all tragedies. "

"That's not a gift from the planet, but the self-destruction of the planet. It overdraws the magic power after many years, making us misjudge the situation. Then, the first person with excess magic power appeared."

"He exploded."

Dipper's breath catches.

"He couldn't hold such powerful magic power in his body, so he exploded. But we didn't understand at that time, maybe the demons reacted, but how could those sober voices be against the fool's carnival?"

Evelyn's profile was cold, and her eyes reflected the blood-red doom. Dipper suddenly had an idea, it appeared so abruptly, but it was so reasonable that Dipper didn't even have a reason to refute it.

Evelyn Cipher may be one of those "awake voices."

"The demons who couldn't adapt to the sudden increase in magic power finally exploded and died, and those who could adapt... all became what you saw."

lizard Man.

"They no longer have intelligence, and even thinking has been replaced by instinct. It took us so long to stand on top of monsters, but in such a short period of time, we degenerated into 'monsters' who drink blood."

"The devil relies on the flame, but the "monster" alienated by the devil is completely resistant to the flame. What can we do?"

Those who adapt become monsters, and those who do not adapt become waste.And the lingering, genuine demons caught in the middle became food.

Food for lizardmen.

"Flame is the symbol of demons. The birth of blue flames means to remind the lizardmen that there are demons here. How ridiculous, but the king of flames can't even use his own flames. He can only imitate other species, clumsily light up the candle."

But Mrs. Cipher didn't laugh.

"After that, the magic power of the planet is completely exhausted."

Plants no longer grow, no magic is born in the air.

The planet is dead.

"And the instigator, Bill Cipher, became the only survivor."

She motioned for Dipper to look down.

Standing between the piles of corpses, Bill leaned on his sword, and raised his hand to cut off the attacking lizardman.The corpses that had been broken in two were piled up at the feet.

He gasped heavily, blood trickling down his cheeks.The blond hair was stained with blood and was filthy.

"The sinner becomes the victor."

There was a lizard man who had been waiting for a long time, and it kept clinging to the ground, and when Bill was exhausted, he rushed over.The blond demon couldn't dodge in time, he was thrown into the stinky muddy pool of blood; the blade came out of his hand.

"He's going to be filthy."

The reptilian limbs were tightly restraining him, and the devil's shoulders were directly pierced by nails.The lizardman's face is still human, very delicate, but when it opened its mouth, there was no shadow of a devil—the corners of the mouth reached to the ears, the forked tongue protruded from the mouth full of fangs, and the saliva dripped from the gap between the teeth .It bites right at Bill's neck!

"He was chained to death by his sins, haunted by nightmares."

But how could Bill be so easy to deal with?The flames penetrated the lizardman's abdomen, and it could no longer move an inch.Those flames weren't just flames, they melted into blue wedges, and the other end of the chain sank into Bill's palm.

Bill panted heavily, the flames dissipated, the chains disappeared, and the unsupported corpse fell on him.He pushed the corpse away with all his strength, touched the hilt of the sword with a trembling hand, and used his strength to get up from the flesh and blood.And the hem of the clothes is still dripping with blood,

His coat was soaked with blood, and his white shirt was stained red.

The blond demon raised his head, blood was bubbling from the hollow eye socket, and the flesh around the eye socket was turned out, still pink and tender.

That eye wasn't there at all in the first place.

Evelyn said, "He can never be detached."

Dipper didn't rush, he chose to look Evelyn directly in the eyes.The demon stared at the demon, the young man was much younger than Evelyn, but the gaze he stared at Evelyn was cold, ruthless, like a knife cutting.

He's not wrong to have a little affection for Evelyn.

But this favor will not affect Alcor's judgment.

"who are you?"

The sharp blade hangs above the head, and as long as the young demon waved his hand, he could penetrate the woman. Evelyn's appearance is too coincidental, if she is telling the truth...

It is because it is the truth that it is extraordinarily terrifying.

The wind picked up the blood and rancidity that lingered in the air, and Evelyn gently pinned her messy hair behind her ears in the sickening wind.

There was a comfortable smile on her face all the time, as if she didn't know about the sharp knife above her head.

"Don't you already know the answer to this question?"

Dipper watched her, letting the bloody wind blow.

He waved and withdrew the sword of Damocles.The young man's voice is firm, but there is a bit of indescribable sadness.

"You are scum."

He added: "You're not just a phantom, you're a scum."

Evelyn is Mabel ten years later, and Jennifer in a tulle dress.

She exists in the deepest part of Bill's consciousness, reminding Bill of the tragedy of his hometown all the time.

She wasn't really Mrs. Cipher.

"You are the embodiment of his evil."

Professor Pines thinks of a man.

No, that guy can't be called a human being, at best he's just a pile of bugs, and even his self-awareness is given by others.He knew he was a phantom, and he knew his duty.

But he accepted his fate as a phantom.

Evelyn was still smiling, neither offended by Dipper's words nor contradicted.She calmly followed the end of Dipper's words:

"I am a phantom, the image of Mrs. Cipher in Bill's memory. I am also a residue, and I can only repeat the period before Mrs. Cipher died."

So the dirt on her face couldn't be wiped off.

"But you have self-awareness." Dipper frowned, hitting the nail on the head.

She shook her head with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm curious too. Originally, my task was just to remind Bill not to forget the end. Keep, keep, keep reminding."

Evelyn smiled slowly:

"But in this world, how can there be a mother who is willing to see her child suffer?"

She clenches her hands.

"I think you understand better than anyone, DearPineTree."

Dipper was silent.

One figure after another flashed in his mind, figures that were familiar or unfamiliar.They have given warmth and turned into nightmares.Those streamers finally turned into a face.

The girl with two braids put her hands behind her back and smiled at him without any haze.She had beautiful hazel eyes that were warm and bright when she smiled.

Her figure gradually became thinner and shriveled, and the skirt that usually fit her suddenly became fat and big.

She changed from a bouquet of full roses to a dry branch.

The adult Mabel should have blamed him, spat out sentences like venom.But before disappearing, she said, "You can't make it."

The phantom deep in the meteor bubble said, "I can't lie to you."

The young professor closed his eyes.

Evelyn was right, he understood better than anyone.

He'd seen the dregs and phantasms, and he knew all the pain—it was all self-punishment.

Because those he loves are so tolerant.

and kindness.

He jumped down from the top of the mountain, splashing blood half a person's height. Dipper drew out of thin air, and the flame turned into a sword blade in his hand. The sparks peeled off as soon as he swung it, and the blade reflected the bone and blood.

The sclera is covered in black, the wings suddenly stretch out, and the wing bones change shape.He was wearing a blue suit that was incompatible with the scene, and he became the most unique scenery in the end of the world.

But Dipper wasn't as gentlemanly as he was dressed.

He was rude, furious, and swung his sword silently.The blade of the sword is not dulled by the enemy's attack, and the speed of the sword's swing is not slowed down by the killing.He didn't care if he got a fatal wound or not, he didn't care if he hit the enemy, he just went forward unswervingly and unswervingly.The sword light was like a tide, like a wave, crashing into the lizardman's offensive.Flesh and blood piled up on both sides, white bones turned into stone slabs, and pointed leather shoes stepped on the blood puddles, splashing small blood.

Dipper abruptly forged a path of his own.

With the final sound of the sword, Alcor threw the lizardman corpse on the sword, and the corpse, which was almost as heavy as an adult man, hit the mountain not far away.The voice was dull and earth-shattering. Bill was finally pulled back from the thought of not knowing which world he went to. He stared for a long time through the blood-stained eyelashes before he recognized the human face.

"Pine Tree?"

Dipper walked up to him and held out his hand.

"Wake up, it's really ugly."

TBC.