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Session 81

An unwritten future

There were many things that Chacha has managed to miss out on during her slumber at Mahora.

One of those things were the possibilities that may have occurred during her absence. And while she wanted to believe things turned out alright (outside of her classmates deaths), there was always a feeling of uncertainty.

Yet as she stood before this familiar woman, those feelings dissipated. In their place, came warmth and comfort.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" the woman whispers as Chacha wraps her arms around her.

"Master…" Chacha answers as she gets a hug in return.

"We can drop the formalities." the woman explains, sitting herself down on the floor as Chacha did the same. "So tell me of your travels."

"Of course, master." Chacha starts, only for a bright beam of sunlight to come through and blind her.

When her vision finally cleared, she found herself within the ruins of some house. The walls were almost nonexistent and the floor had seen far better days. The only thing of note were two plushies. The one on the far left was dressed in a black dress with bright green hair. A pair of cat ears sat on her head, finishing off the look with a pair of soulless green eyes. The plush on the far left was more of a doll than an actual plush, having been dressed in a purple kimono with similar eyes to the plush on the far left. Like the plush on the left, it too had a pair of cat ears as well.

"Quiet. They're currently playing the alice game." a voice explained and the gyroid turned around, finding a copy of herself standing before her. But unlike her, she didn't seemed to have a plush currently snapped to her dress.

"Who are you?" Chacha accused, only for the double to laugh.

"I'm you." Chacha #2 answered back and brought 'glacial spike' out.

Parasol Blade!

Chacha pulled the parasol off her back and allowed for both hands to grip it tightly. She then dashed forward, swinging her 'sword' at the double. The other Chacha chose to just stand there and allowed the blade to slice right through, destroying her in the process.

"You win." the copy whispered and then fell to the floor, leaving Chacha with a mix of silence and confusion. "You're the one who will become Alice…"

"Alice?" Chacha remarked as a feeling of unease spread throughout her body. Even after holstering her parasol to her back, did that feeling seem to subside.

"Now where we?" a voice whispers as the world around her began to shift once more, with the normal interior returning to do its duty once more. The blonde woman was also there, having also brought along some tea and teacups as well. "Oh right. You were going to tell me about all the adventures you had."

Chacha made an attempt at focusing her gaze on her former master, but found that each attempt result in failure. So she just chose to focus on the head and compensate as best she could.

"I'm not feeling well." she finally let out and got a concerned look from the woman.

"Then we can just take you to the doctor then." the woman answers and helps Chacha up. Afterwards, the two make their way out of the living room and onto the dirt streets that connect a small cluster of buildings together.

"So does this place have a name at all?" the gyroid asks and gets a laugh from the woman.

"If it does, I've probably forgotten it." the woman answers as they reach their destination. A ramshackle hut on the edge of town, seemingly oblivious to the world around it. A sign hangs by the door, labeling it as 'Shinku's Clinic'.

The two approach the door and the woman pulls it open. She then steps through, leaving Chacha by herself as the unease rushes back into her. She makes a quick glance down at herself, finding her usual lolita vampire outfit gone. In place of it, was a bright blue dress with white tights and black shoes. A few strands of unnaturally blonde hair seemed to make an attempt to obscure her vision but had failed miserably.

"No, this isn't right." Chacha whispered and closed her eyes. "Whoever is behind this, stop it!"
But there was no response as she found herself standing in front of the ruined home. The plushies still sat in their original positions, but had somehow managed to reposition themselves to focus their gaze on the gyroid.

Vamptech!

Chacha's tome floated off the side of her dress and opened up, doing it's hardest to pull any potential energy in either of the plushies. Yet, nothing came out.

"Aren't I allowed some form of happiness in this mess?!" Chacha screamed and kicked the far left doll over. "Almost everyone I know were cut up into pieces little pieces for the sake of saving the one person who made it through by my own teammates."

She closed her eyes, finding herself back in the digital world. More specifically, she was staring down the door leading to the author's 'secret' base.

The gyroid had just given the door a knock and was now awaiting a potential response.

"The author is currently busy." a voice explained as the door was cracked slightly open. "If this is over what happened at Mahora and that revisit, I'm sorry. Can we please be fri-"

The 'door attendant' didn't get to finish her sentence, since Chacha smashed through the door with her parasol. Her opponent looked the same as before all those years, green hair and everything. It was as if god himself was taunting her, reminding her of the extent of what had happened in Mahora. A reminder of how things went totally went wrong for both the better and for the worse.

"Hey, let's talk this out like civilized people." Usagi whispered and stared towards Chacha. "Yes, I killed you and a majority of your classmates while we were trapped in that library. You can hate me for all I care."

The ranger takes a deep breath, closing her eyes and cracking a smile.

"I would just like to be friends with you." she continued and opened her eyes. "Maybe once this whole mess is over, we can sit down and ta-"

Once more, Usagi was refused the simple right of actually getting to finish a complete thought, with Chacha finding her parasol pulled away by a vine whip.

"I was hoping that it wouldn't come down to this." a voice announced as a girl dressed in a bikini top and skirt approached. For some reason, she was also carrying a large scythe by her side. "Fine. I guess I'll do my job for once."

Beside her was a midget, dressed in a gray hoodie and a pair of blue shorts. Hang by his sides were his prefered set of knifes while a whiteboard sign on a stick hung on his back. In other words, it might be a good idea to maybe run and leave the guy doing a very complex ritual alone.

"I hope it fails and you fall through the void." Chacha whispered as she picked her parasol up. "Don't get so smug."

Deathbringer!

Bikini girl swung her scythe forward, launching forth the head attached to a chain for some reason. Chacha chose to dodge

Astral Perc-

Chacha didn't get to finish her attack, since the midget decided to slam his sign into the gyroid's head and knock her to the ground. After, Usagi gave the sign a quick glance only to sigh.

"Just leave while you're still in our good graces." Usagi whispered and took another deep breath. "This is not a fight you can win."

Yet, Chacha had chosen to throw her own caution to the wind and continued her impossible battle against the three servants. It was at best a long drawn out fight that culminated in the trio flinging Chacha out of their room and into a nearby clearing.

She found herself once more in the ruined house. This time, she didn't even try to leave. Instead, she sat herself down between the dolls and closed her eyes. Her mind slowly wandered, looking back upon all that had led up to this point. Those days in school, her time in the order, to her eventual return to mahora. Nothing went unobserved, from her slumber to her appearance in this place. She gave those memories one more listen, taking each word reheard with a feeling as if they had been heard for the first time.

When she had reached the end of her experiences, Chacha opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Master, I appreciate everything that we did together." the gyroid whispered and gave both plushies a quick glance. "But now, this is goodbye."

Tears began to roll down her face as she slowly approached the plushie on the far left.

"I know you might never hear the words I'm saying here, but I don't care."

She gave the plushie a hug and casually set it back down. Afterwards, she slowly made her way towards the far right plushie.

"But as long as I hold the memory of you and everyone within my heart, they'll live on."

She then wrapped her arms around the other plush, making sure that it too felt the extent of her love.

Once the deed was done, Chacha returned to the middle of the circle and stared up towards the sky. The unease seemed to dissipate with the wind, leaving behind what remained of the warm feeling. As this happened, a portal opened up in front of her.

"Goodbye, master." she whispered and walked through, cracking a smile on the way out…

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Joey opened his eyes.

Currently, the shadow scientist found himself back on Alternis V2, standing in Shade's lab.

Yet, there was something different this time. A sense of life seemed to fill the area as an old man hobbled his way over.

"Dad?" Joey called out as he ran towards the man, who decided to wrap his arms around him when the two reached each other.

"Yep, it's me." Shade whispered and took a step back. "Want to help your old man with one last project before he dies, 'again'?"

Notes:

And so begins possibly the longest arc in DAO.

The only thing left on the cutting floor was an end bit related to Yokozamon. But we'll seeing that later.

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Next Time: A father and son project for the sake of the digitalverse's future...