Just as Jack approached the front of his library's entrance, he looked up.
"Holy Sentinels, I have a task... Can you do it?"
A pair of Holy Sentinels appeared and kneeled to Jack's left and right. With the minor differences, he could tell they were different from the other two he left with Emily.
"There is a faithful undead of Nogore, named Herraclitus Crossett. Take my couch from my Office, and give it to him. I want this done, as soon as possible. I want him to know it's from me, The God-King, and it's my own couch... Can you do it?"
The two Holy Sentinels looked up as if asking 'what?' but no words came out. After a few moments, they both nodded, and then disappeared in a flash of light.
Jack walked through the wall entrance into his dilapidated library.
[Ooooh, right... I really need to clean this place up.] As Jack was the only one that was really allowed into his personal library it was still a pigsty from his last romp.
Jack tossed his laptop up on one of the pushed over desks, as he took a seat as well.
Jack flashed up on the screen while yawning.
"Sorry for earlier Tux. I was a bit on edge."
"Tux is unfamiliar with the concept of friendship and love, but the Creator's obsessive dealings with such has so far inconvenienced me." Tux Replied.
"How about I make you a female Tux to give you something to do when you're not resting."
"I'd rather not, Creator. I thank you for your unwarranted concern." Tux replied.
[Interesting... Tux seems to have developed ego... I wonder, if with more stimuli can he gain actual intelligence...?]
"If you say so... I enjoy the company of ladies." Jack returned Tux's comment.
"Which leads to over 70% of your troubles. If you cut female contact to the bare minimum, then you could decrease your amount of issues, stress, and problems by a wide margin of 55%. Creator might want to consider this advice."
"I see... Tempting, but what good is the opposite? Self-alienation... What good would anything I do be to just end up alone... again. Behind every great undead is a great undead lady... Remember that Tux. On another note, can you pull Project: BFF."
"Displaying content." Tux replied.
Jack mused over his calculation, this was a field that Tux couldn't help him on, as he had no books on this subject, nor was Jack able to program/teach Tux the concepts of what he wanted to do... Even when it was similar to other spells designed.
Even though Jack ran over the spell framework several times... He couldn't get it to work in debugging... Seeing that color on the black monolith of Emily's reinforced his opinion that it could be done... But...
Jack stood up and walked to the middle of the room, still holding the soul orb of Neith.
Jack looked up at the ceiling as if he could see through it, his flaming eyes grew more intense as if he was trying to see beyond what was in front of him.
"Yoggi! I know you can hear me. I have no idea how to come visit you without dying... My spell work is lacking. Do something, since you know I have something you might like."
A silence ensued, but not long after a creepy chuckle drifted into Jack's mind, soon followed with strange knowledge. Jack clutched his head slightly, from the pounding headache and sharp piercing pains that attempted to take over his mind.
What felt like an eternity was naturally over within seconds, as Jack almost fell to a knee, but as Jack's vision started to return, there was a slightly strange color within his flaming eyes... Almost a color not of this world. Something... Beyond it, or maybe... Between the world.
Jack walked back over to Tux and began typing with his left hand quickly, while he still held the soul orb of Neith.
"Creator, I am unable to understand this spell frame, work, or execution. I cannot advise activating this spell effect of unknown origin." Tux suddenly announced after Jack finished and pushed back the laptop.
"I figure as much. This is eldritch magicks... How would either one of us be able to understand it? Also, something tells me that I don't want you to understand it." Jack nodded to himself, "Save this under Project Discord."
"Acknowledged."
Jack walked over to his golden throne and sat upon it. He shifted his bony body to get comfortable, and then finally spoke aloud the spell taught by Yoggi.
"PH' N'GHFT'DRN PH' EPHAII!" Jack articulated the words correctly, that no mortal throat could utter. Thankfully, Jack did not have a mortal throat.
Jack's vision became cloudy, as he found that his library was invaded by a mist of unknown color... It was a strange teal-ish color perhaps green, Jack felt he had seen something like this just a few min- This was the color of the monolith Jack had seen. As the mist-filled his Library, Jack wasn't sure if this otherworldly mist was actually in his library or only within his mind... Or was it there all along, and he had never seen it before until now?
Soon, the mist had filled his Library completely, and all that Jack could see was the mixing and undulating fluid colors of the between the worlds.
That disorienting feeling came on suddenly as if Jack was in a roller coaster in his last life, but as quickly as it came it passed.
Jack's vision cleared, as he stared back up into that Macro Cosmos he had last see upon his death, but now he was not dead... He instead made it to the place beyond life and death, the veil between worlds! He looked down at his right hand and made sure that Neith's soul was still very much in his grasp. Now that he was sure, he looked back up at those stars.
Jack continued to take in the beauty of the nebulas, the swirling galaxies, and the cosmos itself, but as much as he continued to enjoy the great beyond, the continuous sound of smacking seemed to break his concentration.
From the moment he could see and hear, Jack only seen the endless cosmos in the sky and vast distances of black sand and dunes of it but also heard nothing but a pa-pa-pa sound.
Jack was no expert but...
"Where the fuck is that sound coming from?" Jack took a few steps in a random direction, until...
ˣˣI'd not come over that dune if I was you. You could have waited a few days before showing up.ˣˣ Yoggi's eccentric voice carried over the dune Jack looked over, though maddening in its sense, Jack felt that it was much more easy to listen to than the last time he heard it.
"Yoggi... Are you doing what I think you are?"
ˣˣOh, yeah!ˣˣ
Pa-Pa-Pa
"Seriously?"
ˣˣHow did you think I got all those young!?ˣˣ
Pa-Pa-Pa
As Jack was about to ask another question with his sight still affixed to that dune, half tempted into becoming a voyeur, a sickly sweet and seductive voice rose over the dune to greet Jack's hearing.
ˣˣMMMmmmm, my young... I was the one that gave, MMMmmm birth. Who is our little visitor? Hastur hasn't been by in so long.ˣˣ
PA-PA-PA!
ˣˣDon't think about him!!!ˣˣ
PA-PA-PA!
ˣˣOh, so jealous~! <3ˣˣ The flirty voice rose.
Jack clenched his leg bones together, as his nonexistent male parts quivered. As much as Jack wanted to question what just happened, he wanted to leave. This new voice, who he suspected was Yoggi's wife by contract, was not someone he wanted to be around.
Pa-Pa-Pa~!
ˣˣSeriously... Who is this roach that can't help but piss himself in excitement?ˣˣ
ˣˣDearest little wife... This is the mortal I was telling you.ˣˣ
A peal of unnatural but incredibly alluring laughter erupted from over the dune. Jack took two steps in that direction, before stopping himself. He felt cold in his soul... A few more steps and he'd see what he shouldn't see... But that lovely, but menacing giggle... The voice of a siren of legend. Pure madness made audio.
ˣˣThe one that called you a Bitch Ass Fucker?ˣˣ
ˣˣYeah, he's the one. Hahaˣˣ
ˣˣWait...? Mmmm? Doesn't that make my ass as the bitch that you fuck?ˣˣ
ˣˣIf you want to think of it that way. I'm game if you want to roll over for that.ˣˣ
ˣˣAfter I fill full, maybe.ˣˣ
"Guys, if you want... I can just come back... Another day... You could have just told me you were... Busy? Seriously..." Jack had never seen such bullshit. Why immediately tell him how to come over! Yoggi knew the moment that he did, he would come visit!
[Damn it, Yoggi!]
Pa-Pa-Pa!
Pa-Pa-Pa!
ˣˣOh~~! You always get so rough, when you know someone is around! You know I lowkey like that right?! OH, RIGHT?!ˣˣ
Pa-Pa-Pa!
Pa-Pa-Pa!
ˣˣYeah, I know you liked being watched and heard, but this time I can enjoy it because it's not fucking Hastur!ˣˣ
Pa-Pa-Pa!
Pa-Pa-Pa!
Pa-Pa-Pa!
[...] Jack's thoughts were unable to articulate his feelings at the moment, as the saying 'what the fuck' was not able to cover the full breadth of his situation.