Three years had passed since all the World Interlopers were bounced back to their original worlds. Over these three years, the interlopers discovered that the eleven who had been obliterated had vanished completely, leaving even the higher-ups powerless to trace them.
They found themselves unable to discuss the other world ever again; as fellow interlopers, they seemed separated by an invisible, massive hand.
Some, terrified that they would be next, lived out their days in utter despair, drowning themselves in a haze of hedonism.
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