Disclaimer: Please support the official release and all that legal jazz. To make things easier on myself and everyone else. All of Season 4 has been compiled to one story for ease of access.

To make this more fun to you the reader, I suggest putting on the theme from Video Game Confessions ( /watch?v=tCrrZ1NnCuM )

Anime Confessions - Season 4

You're introduced to a young Saya-jin/Endurion male of African/Asian (we apologize for not informing you that he was Blasian) descent about 6'0" with a fighter's frame. His hair spiked and black with eyes of light gray and electrical blue ends on his hair. He wears a typical outfit of a bartender for a fancy restaurant.

"This is Ryo Nazo Blackthorn, a Time Patroller and younger brother to Joshinari Blackthorn. Ryo works in the seven-star restaurant known as the Tori Dragon Palace (which is two blocks away from the Pixel Palace). There, some of anime's most popular celebrities pop in to have a drink. Sometimes, they share stories, and even secrets. Because—as we all know—what the bartender hears is confidential... isn't it?"

Episode 31 – Guts' Second Coming

Yeah, I know it's a long while. A lot has happened, but let's get on with the story. So here I was tending the bar and in walks someone I did not expect to see. Guts. He looked tired as he sat down. He was not alone…his party was with them. They all came and took a seat at the bar. I'm not the biggest watcher of Berserk, but I do recognize Casca sitting next to him looking equally exhausted.

Money was put down.

"Whiskey. The heaviest you got." Guts said to me. "For all of us."

I don't question…I just do my job. I was rather quiet, not sure what to say. I supposed I should just be blunt as I put glasses down for them.

"I heard what happened. I'm surprised you didn't come sooner." I said gently.

"I needed time to mourn." Guts said. "And sort things out…"

I asked him what happened after his passing. Guts looked up at me…trying to put it into words.

"It was like everything just stopped. Our world just completely stalled…our Brands just fizzled out and faded. Our…child was about to pass on peacefully. It just all felt it was not going anywhere anymore. We put two and two together. You'd think we'd be happy, but…" Casca said before pausing.

"Our world basically imploded."

One of the other party members said that, and I was not surprised. To be honest, the world of Berserk was a bleak depressing hellhole that existed through the sheer will of the writer. With him gone, several of said worlds would definitely implode save for the prime world. I frankly pity Prime!Guts because from what I hear, things were looking up for a moment…and now he'll never get Griffith back. His world will forever be in a stasis when they will be stuck in place…forever.

As for this Guts I knew, he has the existential crisis of having to ask however, what now? As they drank, they got more loose lips. The party would all poke at their world's depressing vibe. I did not really mind the party, I was focused purely on Guts and Casca. Those two asked for heavier drinks. You know what's more disturbing than Guts himself…a drunk Guts spilling his verbal guts to you.

As I said I'm not familiar with Berserk as it's too…much for my tastes. I really really did not need to hear their backstories. Most of the bar was very…very uncomfortable. I'm pretty sure Dawn was trying not to puke in a bucket…but she ended up doing that. When they were done graphically telling this to me and after several glasses of vodka, Guts asked me.

"So what should I even do now? My world imploded leaving me and my team homeless. Some roundtable of people want me to join them…something something Black Air Force. I've been fighting for so long…and now it leads me here." Guts says slurring his words.

I cut him and his friends off from the drinks. I flat out told him he had enough drinks.

"Dawn, call Guts and his friends a cab." I say to my assistant before I tell Guts, "Maybe pass on the Roundtable. Retire to a peaceful life with Casca and your party somewhere nice. Make peace with the losses and move on."

I help Guts and the others into their cabs before sending them on their way. I go back to the bar, and pour myself a drink. Unprofessional to do that in front of the patrons, but…after hearing about being molested as a child, repeated attempted rape, demons, and the Rape Horse…I needed to get plastered. Dawn even had to get one of the Pokemon to snuggle to try to calm herself down. It was at least our best night for tips…everyone else wanted to get drunk to forget the entire night.

You see a lot of strange things as a bartender, see a lot of strange things at the Tori Dragon. So, I see a lot of strange things as a bartender at the Tori Dragon, and that isn't no lie. Swear to it!

(A/N: RIP Kentaro Miura. Yes, this is rather, but I felt it fitting to return to Guts for Anime Confessions. I wanted to do much better than the first one. I had done a bit more looking into the manga, and I'm not surprised Guts has hit the status of Dented Iron. But if you're wondering what will happen to this Guts…I'm deliberately leaving it in the air. Conker's Bad Fur Day's ending scene was a bit of inspiration for how I handled the scene. Guts is not a man you want to be telling stories while drunk. For my eagle-eyed readers, there was a bit of a tiny reference to a plotline I'm doing in my more mainline fics. Moving on, you all noticed that I'm not posting these up separately. No, I'm compiling them together in one story under 'Anime X-overs' for ease of access. Next episode: One of the Z-Fighters)