The Urahara Shop Computer
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Ichigo lowers his sword and gun, and observes his surroundings.
"God I hate these kinds of fused loops."
Ichigo was in the role of Dante Sparda in this fused loop. He was not alone.
"Oh yeah? I've started to hate getting caught in these loops, Ichigo," says a young man with blond hair and a steel arm.
"Well, that's because in any loop you're in Edward, you're always reverted back to a teenager."
The person who said that was a young teenage girl with mulberry hair with violet and brilliant rose streaks in her hair, wearing a uniform reminiscent of Trish. Two black pistols in her hands are still protruding small wisps of smoke from the barrels.
Suddenly the ground cracks, and then explodes as a loud bellow is heard. A deep baritone of evil, one would call it. That or it was a Titan's howling scream.
"Oh my fucking god! Is that Brock Lesnar?" Twilight exclaims.
"No. It's the Armored Titan from my world," said a dark-haired young man named Eren Yeager. He's driving an armored Ride Armor machine armed with large plasma-lined broad swords and side shoulder machine guns.
The Armored Titan that resembled Brock Lesnar was more monstrous than the original, and spews forth large balls of molten magma from its mouth, forcing a humanized Twilight Sparkle, Eren Yeager, Ichigo Kurosaki, and Edward Elric to scatter away from the lava ball attacks.
"This is going to suck so much," said Ed, already channeling his alchemy into trying and trap the monster's feet.
In an explosion of demon magic Ichigo transformed into a hybrid form of his Vasto Lorde form.
"Hit it hard and hit it fast," he commands his teammates, charging forward with a battle cry.
Yeah, these kinds of fused loops tend to get crazy when one or more of a main protagonist are included in one fused loop. It gets more wild when the fate of the world rests on your shoulders...