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Spamton accidentally falls out of the inventory after the events of Chapter 3. Alone and without anybody to help him in Castle Town, where mainly those who still know him aren't friendly to him, Spamton finds a recently-recruited television who doesn't recognize him whatsoever and chooses to use this to his advantage.
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Somewhere in the southern patch of an arctic peninsula, within a collapsing facility's first steep shaft, V1 shuts off for the final time.
Vague notions of places, things, voices, and people flicker and bleed into one another, memories of the before and the after and the end consolidating together along the electrical byte-to-board exchange.Then, the cord is cut, and there is nothing.
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Hell is empty. The fire is gone. V1 is dead.
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19 Jul 2026
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i like this. i like this a lot. thank you.
took me hours to find the second secret link but it was very worth it. thanks.
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Light streaked behind the angel’s wing-tips. The light he radiated blazed as he neared. He was terrifying in all his glory. He wasn’t passing overhead, but instead was losing altitude again. They took a small step backwards when the figure tilted until he was undeniably flying toward the ferry.
Idly, they noted he wasn’t exactly slowing down as he approached their ferry. In fact, he seemed to be speeding up.
Hm.
They trusted his judgment, of course they did. He was the Judge, after all. His word was the word of God, infallible in its reasonings.
They simply did not want to intrude on his personal space, so they backed up until they were pressed back to the quarterdeck. They did not wish to be blinded, even momentarily, by his illustrious radiance either, for that would be extremely inconvenient and perhaps painful, so they raised their oar to partially obscure their skull.
(or: The Ferryman, shaken by V1's passage, is greeted by Gabriel, on his way back from slaughtering the Council.)
Bookmarked by Titamgi
30 Jun 2026
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AAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH
sorry that was me trying to embody my reaction to this fic as a whole (positive)
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Gabriel let out an ugly bark of laughter and abruptly looked away, his hand rubbing against the front of his helm.
“Machine,” he said in wry, twisted amusement, “you are far more likely to grow a soul. When a day comes that an object such as yourself possesses such a thing, will be the day an angel can live without Father’s light.”
V1 knew a challenge when it heard one. It also knew it excelled at winning them.
or;
In Gabriel's final hours, he and V1 make a bet.
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Act 0: Finished
Act 1: Finished
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- Part 1 of The Gabv1el Road Trip
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Bookmarked by Titamgi
12 Apr 2026
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this fic tastes like gummy sharks and sometimes juicy steak
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Hell has watched V1 tear through every layer it has ever built and has loved every second of it... but the most dangerous thing that has ever descended into its depths is not the blue machine with the camera face and the perfect P ranks. It is the Fallen Angel who stands in the Fraud layer's theatre at an ungodly hour. V1 broke Gabriel. Broke his faith, broke his purpose, broke the last thing holding Heaven together. And Gabriel, in the wreckage of everything he used to be, made a decision that Hell saw coming long before he did. He is going to find the machine that ruined him. He is going to claim it. And this time, he is not walking away without it.
Bookmarked by Titamgi
26 Mar 2026
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well guess the chandelier fell literally this time lmao??? excellent work i love when characters do things and actions