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So... This Is the Power That Resists Ruin...

The Phantom Thieves all stood up on a patch of land that was right in front of a cliff. How high they stood was perhaps unspeakable as it was like they could touch the clouds. But they didn't have the time for admiration. They were too busy fighting against Yaldabaoth, the god of control. For a while, they refused to drop down from exhaustion. If they screwed up even once, who knew what would or could happen to them.

All of them were panting however. Many had their hands on their knees, taking breaths in and out while resisting the urge to drop onto their knees. "Did we do it…?!" Futaba asked with her breath slightly running out. Glancing upwards, she saw that the being that was perhaps even larger than a skyscraper still stood tall. "…No, not yet!" She exclaimed.

My Control Shall Not Bow down to Ruin.

My Control Is the Ultimate Truth in This World.

Soon, a black sphere began to materialize right in front of Yaldabaoth's chest. Without even lifting any of his arms, he put power into the object. Red lightning crackled around the ball like static. It didn't even take a second before the object exploded, releasing an explosion of black and red which consumed each and every one of the Phantom Thieves.

They all scream and cried out in pain and surprise. The sudden attack overwhelmed them as they hit the ground. Such a force was so much stronger than any of them anticipated. Grunting in pain, Ryuji was on his back but tried to get back up. "He's strong…" He weakly said, struggling to get up.

Shakily, all of them struggled to get back up to their feet. Morgana narrowed his eyes. "If you're really a god, you should be guiding humans to your ideals!" The cat exclaimed. "You're destroying them because you can't do that, aren't you? So that you can flaunt your own existence. That's why you were observing us! You had to because the reaction of the 'masses' worried you!"

Yusuke let out a small amused huff. "That sounds about right." He commented.

Ryuji hissed in pain, but still managed to stand. "I don't know how long you lived, but you're the perfect example of a pain-in-the-ass old man!" He growled out to the massive god that threatened all of mankind.

Ann scoffed. "You find people like that everywhere." She supported Ryuji's comparison.

What Drivel…

Such words did not impress Yaldabaoth apparently as he created another sphere. But rather than a massive explosion like before, it was this time a fog than made their world even darker than the blackest void. Winds picked up and nearly threw them all off of their feet. They couldn't even see their own limbs or bodies.

"What is this?!" Ann asked, one of her hands shielding her eyes.

"Dammit," Ryuji growled out, narrowing his eyes to try to help his vision in the fog. "I can't see a thing!"

"Do you want to erase us from this world that much?!" Haru yelled out against the winds.

Since You've Been Forsaken by the World, There Is Nowhere That You Can Belong.

Now several bolts of energy came raining down upon them. The onslaught was without mercy. The massive amounts of power would course through their veins. It brought pain. It brought agony. So much so that it made all of the Phantom Thieves fall once more. Dropping like puppets with their strings cut off.

Akira took in a deep breath as he held in the urge to grunt in pain. It wasn't exactly agonizing, but it definitely hurt. Getting up to his feet shakily, he then began to notice something out of the corner of his eye. It made him freeze, fearing something. Slowly turning his head, he began to see what he had thought and was afraid of.

None of them had gotten back up with him. There wasn't even a peep from any of them.

The leader of the Phantom Thieves quickly rushed over to everyone that was down. Quickly grabbed Ryuji's wrist, he held it up and tried to feel for a pulse.

Not a single beat.

Akira then moved onto Morgana. No. Ann. Nothing. Yusuke. No. Makoto! No! Futaba! No! Haru! No! He poked them. Akira shook each of their bodies. "Guys… Guys! Come on!" He shouted, as it that were the way to wake them up. "Not like this! We can't lose like this! If we lose, the world is…" Akira cut himself off as he moved towards a different body. "You need to get back up!"

He was desperate. Desperate for not a single one of them to be dead. Akira was in front of Futaba soon as she was lying right next to Morgana. Morgana and Futaba… they were the youngest out of the eight of them. Slowly and shakily, he reached his arms out. Cupping Futaba's head in his right hand, Akira cupped Morgana's head in his left. "…Please… at least one of you…" He whispered, almost unable to bring the words out but managed to hold back a sob as he pulled both heads to his chest. "PLEASE!"

There was then a laugh from Yaldabaoth.

Not Even One Sliver of Unpredictability Can Be Permitted Under My Control.

"I guess it was impossible in the end…"

"It was fun while it lasted though…."

"It's humans against a god after all."

Akira slowly began to look up as he heard voices echo around him. But none of them came from his fellow… late-Phantom Thieves. They sounded like anyone you would hear off of the street. All of them… just sounding like they were giving up… that they didn't want to try anymore at all.

Do You Hear the Voice of the Masses?

They Mock You for Revolting Against a God.

Humans Are Naught but Clumps of Desire. Logic Dictates That a World Filled with Them Will Decline.

The Sin of Rebelling Against a God Is Severe.

As Punishment, You Shall Taste Pain Everlasting Before Your Life Is Forfeit.

As Yaldaboth continued to talk, Akira's hands began to grip Futaba and Morgana even tighter than before. His entire body shook with rage. His eyes narrowed into a dead, cold expression. Did that mean he should just give up? Just allow Yaldabaoth do what he pleased? Let the masses of humanity influence his actions?

"Not letting that happen!" Akira snapped his head up to the sky and roared this sentence out. Gently dropped Futaba and Morgana's corpses to the ground, he began to swiftly stride over towards the edge of the cliff. His eyes were narrowed in anger. Fire burned inside.

The Trickster Still Stands, Hm...?

You Have Already Failed Once. It Is Impossible for an Existence like You to Overrule My Precedent.

The Dregs of Human Hope Is Nothing but Insignificant.

"Don't you even dare think about underestimating hope – human hope!" Akira exclaimed, stomping on the ground while continuing to take his stance. He was literally standing between him and Yaldabaoth. His finger raised upwards as he pointed sharply. "Even if I'm the sole survivor of the Phantom Thieves, I can confidently say that we yield to no one! No matter who they are! Even though it's only me, I'll continue to get back up and fight to the very end! You! And me! We're finishing this HERE! AND! NOW!"

Break

The city of Tokyo was in complete chaos.

There was a red rain, as if it were blood, as many looked around in complete panic. Other screamed in terror as they ran as if that were going to make it all go away. There were bones and remains of rotting flesh and corpses from so many indescribable things just laying around and decorating their surroundings. People evaporated into black miasma as they didn't even know what was going on.

"Someone…" A tearful woman wept, almost at a loss for words at the events occurring in front of her. "Someone just disappeared!"

"What the hell?!" A pale man exclaimed, snapping his head back and forth in panic. "What's going on?!"

Some sort of punk off of the streets meanwhile grabbed a police officer by their collar. "Do something, dammit!" He shook the officer fearfully. "Aren't you the police?!"

"Please!" The young officer tried to soothe the man. The officer even grabbed the hands that had him held. "You have to calm down! Sir, what's going on here!?"

A shocked man was on his phone, calling to see if anyone he knew had any idea of what was going on. But then his phone was not working at all. He shook his head. "It's no use…" He said, clearly giving up.

[You! And me! We're finishing this HERE! AND! NOW!]

Blinking, he heard a voice coming from some speakers that were hooked up to one of the buildings. "Huh?" The man questioned when he heard that those were working but his phone wasn't. Looking up, he saw the screens that would always present themselves to anyone who bothered to look over towards them. Normally, they would be showing announcements, news, or maybe other things. But right now, there was static.

There was an image that could be made out from that static though. It was hard to tell what it was at first, but then it slowly began to become a bit clearer. Unlike the black and white, there was red there as well. But the image soon began to be made out as the Phantom Thieves logo.

Looking up, a male student scratched his head. "…What was this again?" He asked in confusion.

"… The Phantom Thieves?" The officer that had to calm the punk down questioned, looking up as well. "Weren't the Phantom Thieves those…" He seemed to struggle to remember what he was going on about.

"They haven't given up yet…" A timid female student said quietly.

A young man however looked at her and then back to the screens. "Can they even do anything about a situation like this?" He frowned.

Another boy shook his head. "No, it's impossible… There's no way…"

"Take it down, Phantom Thieves!"

A single blue-teenager however jumped into the air while pumping his fist at the same time. His cheer was so loud and sudden, making everyone surrounding him look over. Looking around him, Mishima was shocked at all of the looks he was getting. Yet he was in complete disbelief towards them.

"Come on, why do you think they've risked their lives all this time?!" He scolded each and every person looking at him funny. He groaned. "Dammit, you guys! Snap out of it! WHEN WILL YOU STOP RUNNING FROM THE TRUTH?!"

His final words came out so loud that his body tensed with the power behind his words. Panting, he could only hear his own breath and the red rain dripping onto the ground. It all seemed pointless to others, but not him. No at all. The Phantom Thieves were the reason why he managed to make it up to this point in his life. He was never going to give up on them.

"…Phantom Thieves…"

Hearing someone even utter their name caused Mishima to snap his head up in surprise. But as soon as he looked around once more, he began to hear more cheers. It just started with small handful, a simple few. It then turned into a dozen. A small crowd. An entire mob of people within seconds!

Two words. Two words managed to have a massive effect on the people as so many cried out their names. Cheered them on. Such words almost brought Mishima to tears. Turning back towards the screens, he started jumping up and down again. "Phantom Thieves, can you hear us?!"

Break

Taking breaths in and out, Akira swayed a bit.

Gritting his teeth, he shook his head to try and prevent himself from falling over. He felt tired… so tired. Never before had he felt this amount of exhaustion. "…Arsene…" He said as he glared over toward Yaldabaoth. His Persona slowly was brought into existence, just waiting for Akira to give an order.

Just as Akira opened his mouth, he was unable to speak when he heard voices. Pausing, he craned his head slightly. He heard words. Such sounds entered his ears. It was like a cool ice against his burning fire. He felt his anger die down – by not much – but by a perfect amount to make Akira think straightly.

A small smile began to grow on his lips, as if he were happy all of a sudden. Scratching the top of his head, he stared directly at Yaldabaoth's face. "Yes…" Akira said quietly. "We have to finish this here… Just you… me… and everyone else..."

Break

Turning his head, Mishima blinked when he saw an adult walk up to him, having an amused look on his older face. "Are you someone who's been charmed by the Phantom Thieves too?" Sojiro asked Mishima in the middle of all of the cheering. The coffee and curry café owner seemed to have a knowing expression on his face.

Mishima only smiled. "…I sure am." He answered as he nodded. "Is the same for you too?"

Sojiro chuckled. "Pretty much." He said with a smile of his own. He soon started to see everyone chanting. Looking amongst the crowds, he was impressed. "Looks like it's not just us though."

Break

"Can you hear them?" Akira asked in a whisper, stepping closer to the cliff. "All of these people were afraid because of what you have done? All of these people that were absolutely terrified… didn't even know what to do…" Slowly raising his one of his hands, he pointed to the space behind him where all of the voices were coming from. He wore a look that could only be described as him being proud. "Can you hear their cheers?

Break

"I'm not letting you lose after getting this far." Takemi shouted amongst the crowds. Narrowing her eyes, she made sure that her voice was sure to be heard. "You better finish what you've started!"

Iwai folded his arms. His face was scrunched up in pessimism, but his words explained his expression. "It may not look like it, but I've got high hopes for you guys. You better win this!"

Kawakami put a hand on her hip. "They'll win if I cheer them on?" She asked. Despite her question being only for herself and unanswered, she still smiled. "Then I'll cheer them on as much as they need!"

Ohya scoffed. "You've stolen the hearts of this many people." She pointed up at the screens, as if they could see her. "I won't let you lose!"

Chihaya made a fist of determination. "I can tell that you are all capable of standing up against any kind of fate." She stated while believing that the Phantom Thieves that all of Tokyo, all of the world, was cheering them on.

Yoshida had a confident look. "You all are truly causing a revolution right now!" He nodded his head while pointing forward. "Goooooo!"

"Look forward, and keep fighting! …You taught me that, after all!" Hifumi exclaimed, cupping her hands around her mouth in an attempt to amplify her voice among the many voices.

"I've cheered you guys on all this time!" Shinya yelled out, pumping his fist up. "And I'll continue doing so here on out!"

Lavenza stood by the entrance to the Velvet Room, nodding her head. "You are our last hope…!" She called out. "I beg you… finish this!"

"It's you guys' fault I don't know when to quit either." Sojiro added to the masses. "Get back up! Don't lose to that thing!"

"No matter what anyone says, I believe in you guys!" Mishima threw in as well. "Go for it, Phantom Thieves!"

"I'm counting on you, everyone…" Sae said. "I will believe in you to the very end…!"

Break

"So you say you're a god…" Akira felt his body began to fall down but he still did his best to stand strong. "Well while that is kind of true… You're just a dictator - rule now - with command, and authority, and the dominance above others. You wish to control them. To control whenever they get to feel love, and loss, and birth, and death, and joy, and sorrow! So…"

Akira took in a breath. He gripped the chains that were linked to him and Arsene. "…So… come on then… Finish me… And I will finish you…"

With a sharp tug, the chains snapped apart. Blue flames began to consume his Persona. As it soon began to shine in a blue light, Arsene suddenly exploded into bits. Such pieces began to fall all around the land which Akira stood on and down towards the ground that could not be seen from his view.

So You Have Failed to Harness the Power.

Akira however only chuckled. "What's wrong?" He taunted, causing the massive head to bend just the slightest towards him. "Too scared?" I don't blame you. After all, I may have lived a small life…" Akira grunted, almost unable to finish that sentence when bolts of energy fell upon him. But he still managed to barely stand. "But I've done… quite a few things…"

Yaldabaoth was about to strike Akira again. But then something stopped the god. There was actually thunder brewing around them. The god looked up and let out a gasp of surprise.

Descending from the clouds was a being as massive as Yaldabaoth. Black-feathered and black-leather wings, a total of six, were on the back of the massive being. Its head looked like a horned demon that was gold with a black halo around its head. With a body covered in black and gray apparel, it was almost shocking to see that it carried itself with an impeccable grace. But there was a gun. A massive firearm that was perfect for its size.

Small orbs of light began to surround Akira. As more appeared though, the cheers of the people below began to get louder and louder. "I learned about the power of a Persona… With the power of the Wild Card I did so much…" Akira paused between every sentence, just to be able to catch his breath. "I was the first to create the Phantom Thieves and saw them to the very end…"

It was hard for him to say those words. Especially when the corpses of them were right behind him. "Moment by moment until there no one was left alive. No one standing! No one breathing! Just me!"

The lights began to draw themselves closer to Akira. But that was not all. Streams of energy were flowing out of everyone behind him. Morgana had black flow out of him. Ryuji released yellow. Ann gave out pink. Yusuke leaked light-blue. Makoto spawned dark-blue. Futaba produced green. Haru brought out pink. It was as if they were giving the last of their energy to aid Akira. As if their spirits were seeing this moment through with him to the end.

"I've walked in the Metaverse where its laws and physics were devised by he mind of a mad god!" Akira roared towards Yaldabaoth, nearly choking on his words. "And I've caused hearts to change and bonds be forged! I have seen things you wouldn't believe! I have lost things you would never understand!"

Akira dropped to his knees for that sentence, a couple of tears beginning to escape his eyes. He then sobbed into his hands as it only made him remember the fates that everyone had met. But then he saw the streams of colors and orbs of light surround him immensely. He knew that he couldn't break down. Not yet.

"And I know something!" Akira just managed to get out shakily, slowly standing up. His body slowly absorbed all of the light around him. The colors from the Phantom Thieves giving him a sudden burst of energy. "A secret that is needed for all! A secret hidden in plain sight! The secret that would make dictator gods blaze!"

Reaching into his jacket, Akira pulled out one of the two pistols that inside and pointed it right at Yaldabaoth. At the same time, the massive being behind Akira pointed its firearm at the god. "SO, COME ON THEN!" He roared out. "WATCH ME! WATCH ME TAKE YOU DOWN RIGHT NOW! BEGONE!"

His finger twitched, just being right against the trigger of his gone.

"PILLAGE HIM, SATANAEL!"

Pulling the trigger, the Persona pulled the trigger of its own gun at the same time. A massive bullet soon went flying right out of Satanael's gun. The metal slug just made its way right towards the face of Yaldabaoth. The god had already began forming another black sphere of power. But then the god was too late.

The bullet had gone right through Yaldabaoth's head.

The black ball was fired into the sky as Yaldabaoth's body began to fall backwards. There was no resistance in a dead god to hold the massive being up. Slowly, it descended due to the god now being nothing more than a giant corpse.

Letting out a single breath, Akira began to feel so tired. As he watched Yaldabaoth fall, the Phantom Thief hunched over. Losing the strength to keep himself standing, he dropped off of his feet.

Falling off of the cliff, he began to drift into unconsciousness as he plummeted to hidden ground below.

A purple circle formed below the body however with black markings. As soon as Akira came into contact with the circle, he disappeared in a flash of blue.

Break (End Song)

"Let's see…"

A fourteen-year old Weiss Schnee muttered to herself as she was looking over a few books that she was required to read over. She was forced to study them due to her position as an heiress of the Schnee Dust Company and learn the ways of how business works and decided to be in her bedroom for such readings.

Closing the business book, she pushed it to the side in favor of dragging a new book in front of her. Opening it, she flipped through the pages until she found a page that had an odd-looking monster on it that was black with some kind of odd mask made out of bone.

"Hmm… interesting…" Weiss muttered to herself, sipping from a mug of a warm liquid. Since it was the afternoon, she decided to have tea rather than coffee. She stared at the image of some kind of worm-looking creature that was on the pages.

However, a few seconds passed as she closed her book with another sigh. Standing up, she began to walk over towards her bed due to deciding to take a small nap. She stopped halfway and looked out of her window. As she expected, there was snow on the ground.

It was not surprising since it was currently winter in Atlas at the moment. Plus it had snowed yesterday at the same time. Despite being in the north, it did not always snow as people thought. Yes, the weather would be usually cold, but snow would only be when temperatures were cold enough. Plus, there was not a cloud in the sky right now as she could see the sun shining down.

But then she narrowed her eyes when she saw something funny around of parts of the grounds that was near a beautiful viewpoint of the Kingdom. She saw… some kind of purple glyph. Yet... there was also a blue light coming from it at the same time.

But then her eyes widened when she saw someone come out of it. Thrown out of the light was a male teenager with black hair and… a very peculiar outfit on as well. Stepping closer and putting her hands on the window, she did her best to get a closer look from where she stood. The boy had been thrown a couple of meters into the air.

But then that purple glyph she saw earlier disappeared as the male's body become buried in the snow and he didn't even stir.

So here is the rewrite of Trickster. And knowing all of you picky readers, you're all going to say that this intro is even worse that my previous one.

Anyways, let me state something right here and now.

I'm not sure if I should have Akira keep his Wild Card ability because that just means there are going to be so many Personas that I'm going to have to constantly look and debate whether or not they are appropriate for the situation and I've never exactly liked that.

Or I could keep it simple and have him be able to use all of the Phantom Thieves' Personas (Evolved ones) because they're simple yet I find it appropriate at the same time.

No flames please.