Fics like My contrived goodbye, a poet's pantomime

Quackity had snapped out of it just as the first explosion went off. Nuclear bombs, all around the island. Every important location, even the unimportant ones. One by one by one, like dominoes, like stars blinking into existence as day fades into dusk. Explosions like stars all across the landscape. Explosions like the reflection of a meteor shower in Multi's eyes, that one, good night. Afterward, he asked why. Why this. Why everything. Dark Federation had promised freedom for the islanders. Oscurucho simply folded his hands behind his back, tilted his head as the eyes of his mask glowed faintly red, and he smiled. Infuriating, smug fucking smile. "They are free, aren't they? You yourself said death would be freedom." Quackity had meant that for himself. Dark Federation caused a nuclear apocalypse. Amongst the aftermath, Quackity and Nacho search the ruined island for Multi, who disappeared two weeks before the bombs. In the process, they discover secrets both organizations kept from their people, secrets that may have been hidden for a reason. In the process, Quackity learns how to live again.

Fics like My contrived goodbye, a poet's pantomime

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