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Episode 24 - TARDIS Family Moments

Somewhere in one of the rooms of the TARDIS, one that contains a literal wide open field, all with the early morning dawn that seem to grace upon the horizon, the Doctor was simply siting at a chair, wearing reading glasses, reading his own personal journal, whose storage amounts to an unaccountable number due to the sheer size of information storage, a journal that details his exploits and battles against those connected whether direct or indirect to the Scarlet King, all since the very beginning of his first incarnation no less up to the present moment of now, while also in cases of specific emergencies, the journal could also detail certain events in the form of hints, one that had yet to happen for the relative future to come, all in case of when there will come a time when he would eventually and expectedly meet up with past and future versions of himself, all from the relative past or future.

In one of the entries that he is reading, it details specifically about a certain slithering snake that had evade the likes of gods and mortals alike.

Lord Nahash - the Serpent of Eden - SCP-4343.

He recalled his meetings and battles against that slithering snake for what amounts to an uncountable myriad at this point. He was always one of many in the Court of the Red King that he had to remain careful to the max, knowing just how much of a crafty beast this monster truly is, with the Doctor and the snake having to play the indirect chess game of cosmic manipulative proportions, from pawns to pawns, from knights to knights, from bishops to bishops, from rooks to rooks, from queens to queens, from kings to kings.

He knew that he could not fight the snake directly head on, being outranked in less than a few or more levels of infinity, to which was why distraction and indirect tactics were always recommended in cases where and when he had the possibility to run in with the Higher Fallen of the Court.

He closed his journal, after reading for what amounts to about a few hours at most, takes off his reading glasses, and places the journal and the reading glasses back inside his pockets. Afterwards, he begins to stand up and went the way of the west, walking the paths in silence.

"Citizens rejoice. Your lord and master stands on high, playing track three."

I can't decide whether you should live or die. Though you'll probably go to Heaven, please don't hang your head and cry. No wonder why my heart feels dead inside. It's cold and hard and petrified. Lock the doors and close the blinds, we're going for a ride. Oh, I could throw you in a lake or feed you poisoned birthday cake. I won't deny I'm going to miss you when you're gone. Oh, I could bury you alive but you might crawl out with a knife and kill me when I'm sleeping, that's why I can't decide whether you should live or die. Oh you'll probably go to Heaven, please don't hang your head and cry. No wonder why my heart feels dead inside. It's cold and hard and petrified. Lock the doors and close the blinds, we're going for a ride.

As of this moment in time, Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, Lady Riza Brenner, and Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen were simply browsing through one of the TARDIS Archive Libraries, all in order to find something good to watch in order to pass the time, such as archive footage of past adventures of the Doctor, the man who isn't here for the moment.

However...

"You know, Babylon... if it weren't for the fact that this man is the childhood friend of Lord Doctor, along with the official agreement of the TPA when it comes to fights between them, I would have obliterated the insolent bastard a long time ago," spoke one Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, all with a tone of malice as she sees the man she loved being treated no less than a dog, by his former childhood friend no less, all in reference to the Master, all in reference to the events of The Year that Never Was.

"You might have to get in line for that one, Malleus, considering that Lord Master had angered a lot of people back then because of that publicity stunt," Lady Riza Brenner spoke calmly, but inside was actually seething in subtle rage considering how her old friend, the Doctor, was treated back then.

"Still... to think that this bastard has bitten the dust so easily...," Rusalka spoke with such venom, thick enough to be felt throughout the atmosphere, all with sharp red eyes, denoting anger, with knuckles turning white and shaking.

"...Well, maybe he should consider himself lucky that he's as good as dead, for now anyway," spoke Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen, sporting an expression of coldness, with cold narrowed eyes, using a remote to turn off one of the screens that showed the event in question.

"Yes, for now, but considering how many times this bastard keeps coming back from the dead for one stupid reason after another, you and I both know that the son of a bitch doesn't just try to stay dead for good this time, not like...," Rusalka begins to sport a sad expression, almost tearing up as she recalled the ticking time limit that the man that she loved had considering the limited regeneration cycle.

"..."

Both Riza and Beatrice look to their comrade in worry. They knew just how much Rusalka Schwagerin truly cared about the Doctor, and that it might as well be a very surprising sentiment coming from her of all people considering who she is, especially back in their relative eternal recurrence past.

When Rusalka told them about the seemingly apparent time limit that their old friend is now going through, they couldn't believe their very ears. That the man who had saved them all is now about to die once he hits his last life. For as of the current moment, the Doctor is now technically in his twelfth incarnation. His final regeneration would mark the thirteenth incarnation. His last life. His one life.

That was something that made them alarmed at such a predicament.

But that wasn't all.

For they recalled that one time when they entered one of the security rooms of the TARDIS, viewing one of the past footages showing the Doctor smashing a bunch of mirrors, all when he was crying silently, all while his hands were bleeding from the shards. It was something that got them, especially Rusalka, completely alarmed at the state that the Doctor is now in during that time. Then there's the fact that he hadn't seen them for a very long time, for according to Rusalka, it had been over several uncountable millennial cycles since the Doctor last saw them, or the rest of the L.D.O., or most of anyone else really. Meaning that he had been alone all this time, walking the path of self imposed exile all by himself, doing what he always does, all while doing some deepened reflection from the side.

So very long... All alone... With almost no one...

There were people like Ruben, the Friendly Neighborhood Spider, but even then, it was only in between visits which amounted to far much longer in the unknown time spans.

All this had made them completely worried, and all of them were actually grateful to Lord Karl Ernst Krafft for giving them the opportunity to be here with him when he is seemingly all alone.

"...I feel cold in here," muttered Rusalka, hopping out of the high-tech sofa, then she started to walk towards the south, with the intention of going towards the main console room in order to check if the man that she loved is there, and that she needed a hug from him in particular.

Riza and Beatrice both looked to each other in worry, making a nod before eventually standing up from the sofa and head after their comrade.

The Doctor was simply working on the TARDIS main console, flicking a few levers and switches, steering the TARDIS across the endless Time Vortex. He had pondering for quite sometime, wondering on what to do from this moment forward considering the fact that three L.D.O. members, three of which he considered as important family members, are now the designated passengers who are assigned for guard duty concerning him in particular.

"Hmm. I wonder...," the Doctor was pondering, with his right hand touching his chin, pondering on the planned family outing that he had planned some time a while back during his conversation with Rusalka at La Résistance.

There was him. There was Rusalka. There was Riza. There was Beatrice. There was Ruben. The others, he might as well go and fetch in order to get this family outing started.

That is until...

"Wondering on what in particular, my son?"

The Doctor's eyes widened, recognizing the sweet and motherly voice from anywhere, immediately turning around to spot a very tall woman, with golden hair, golden eyes, who wore habit of a Christian nun that is composed of a brown tunic and scapular, the white toque over the head and shoulders, a black or white veil, a belt and rosary worn at the waist, a crucifix worn under the scapular and over the heart, hemp sandals and socks for modesty. And this woman was smiling at him.

"Lady Michael?," muttered the Doctor, sporting an expression of shock and surprise, wondering as to what was the woman, considered to be a mother to him in particular, be doing here. "What are you doing here?"

Lady Michael only raised an eyebrow of amusement. "Should I not be allowed to see my son?"

The Doctor's eyes turned sad, slightly looking down, being silent for a moment. He shakes his head, looking back towards Lady Michael. "No, forgive me, its just..."

"I know," Lady Michael's smile turned sad, one that the Doctor took noticed of. "Which is why I took the liberty of bringing in a few guests out of their respective multiverses as it were for the time being. They will be here shortly upon arrival."

The Doctor's eyes slightly widened at that. "Oh," he muttered, thinking that this must be that time of the day for him, when his second sons and their loves one would visit shortly.

While this conversation was happening, the three L.D.O. members had finally arrived at the main console room, only to discover to their surprise and shock, Lady Michael, Leader and Princess of the Heavenly Host of Angelus, standing before them and now taking immediate notice of them.

"Lady Michael!" they all said, bowing down immediately out of respect for the great figure that is now here.

Lady Michael simply smiled, speaking in a regal tone of reassurance. "Arise, Great Warriors and Servants of the Hegemony Gods."

They obeyed, rising immediately.

"...Um, my Lady, what brings you here to the TARDIS?," asked Rusalka, in a tone of reverence.

"Oh, I was simply visiting my son, that is all," spoke Lady Michael, slightly looking at the Doctor before turning back to Rusalka. "That, and I would like to spend some quality time with said son who had no doubt been alone for quite sometime now, to which I took the liberty of bringing in a few guests to whom you might be familiar with."

And as she said that, multiple people suddenly appeared all of a sudden from the main console room, to which one young woman begins to immediately sprint towards the Doctor, shouting "Doctor!," in excitement, to which the Doctor accepted the hug with a smile, recognizing the one who hugged him, being considered as a second daughter to him.

"Hello, Kasumi. Its been a while," he said, slightly letting go of his hug in order to get a look on one Lady Kasumi Ayase, who was sporting a happy expression on her face. He would also notice Lady Kei Sakurai, Lady Rea Himuro, and Lady Marguerite "Marie" Breuil, also making their way towards them in order to give their own hug, thereby forming a group hug as it were. A group hug that warmed everyone's hearts the moment they saw it.

"Major! Divine Vessel! Kai!," Beatrice spoke out of surprise and shock as she, Rusalka, and Riza were sporting shocked expressions, especially when seeing one Lady Eleonore von Wittenburg being here in their midst.

"Hmph," Eleonore smirked, as if she was amused, with arms crossed. "Why are all of you so shocked? I'm simply here on official business, that's all, under official orders from Lord Heydrich himself who had granted the request of Lady Michael for me to accompany her here, so don't think of any form of misunderstandings as to why I'm here."

"Surely one could not forget about me as well, my Lady Samiel, everyone?," spoke one Lord Valerian Trifa, sporting a smile on his face.

"Then again, Divine Vessel, you sure could be quite forgettable from time to time," spoke one Lord Kai Sakurai, sporting a subtle smile of humor.

"Now what is that suppose to mean, young man?," Valerian raised an eyebrow.

Once the group hug was done, the Doctor notices Ren Fuji coming near towards him, smiling as he spoke, "Hey, Doctor," hugging him in turn, to which the Doctor accepted with a smile. "Hello Ren," and as he said this, he took notice of Shirou Yusa, hugging him as well, then he took notice of Erii Honjou, hugging her as well, then he took notice of his other second sons, giving them their own hugs.

Andy Barclay. John Connor. Kōichi Minamoto. Taki Tachibana. Touma Kamijou. Conan Edogawa. Kyon. Sota Mizushino. Lelouch Lamperouge.

He also took notice of all of the ones who are now presently gathered in the main console room of the TARDIS, peoples that their second sons were close with, all chattering amongst themselves as if to catch up with each other's lives. Even noticing one of his fellow 12 Core Member, Lady Frederica Bernkastel, looking at him, smirking in amusement.

Frederica, she's here too?, the Doctor thought with surprise and concern, then looked towards Lady Michael. "Well now, I have to admit, that's a whole lot of people that you brought, Lady Michael."

Lady Michael smiled with humor. "I'd figure that if this were to be a true family outing, it stands to reason that the important ones among the important ones would be here to attend without further notice."

"Speaking of which," spoke one Haruhi Suzumiya, who have stars on her eyes, all as if to denote excitement, coming near towards him. "Now that we're all here, where are we going to go this time, Doctor?"

"Well...," the Doctor was putting his right hand to his neck, rubbing it. "I was actually still thinking about where to go to when Lady Michael and all of you suddenly appeared out of the blue. I haven't exactly decided yet...," at that particular moment, almost as if a lightbulb appeared from above his head, the Doctor began to have an epiphany of a sort. "Oh, of course," he said simply, all while as he begins to immediately spring into action, pressing a few switches and levers, punching the coordinates for a destination that he had in mind.

All of this was being watched by everyone, with Lady Michael smiling in a knowing manner, with Rusalka raising an eyebrow of curiosity.

"Hang on everyone," the Doctor said, all as he pulls the final lever. "Its time I take all of you to our next preferred destination."

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Dies irae ～Amantes amentes～ 主題歌 『Jubilus』

Vworp Vworp Vworp

The TARDIS begins to materialized towards the coordinated destination. A land that seemed as vast as the eye could see, all with trees, bushes, and other plants of nature, all in perfect harmony. Snowy mountain regions were seen from the north, with the heavens sporting an orange color of sunrise. There were rivers and streams flowing from one place to another, seeming to form passages for the ascent and descent of the waters.

The door opens, revealing the many countless occupants inside, with the Doctor stepping out first, with Rusalka grabbing unto his right shoulder, all as he takes in the scenery of mother nature with awe and silence.

"Here we are everyone," the Doctor said simply, all while as others begin to look around and react on what befits their own given personalities. "Welcome to the Forest of Ainhard, one of the largest forests of this realm of old, the realm of Helios Praxima, a realm that is owned by the House of Lungbarrow, and also one that I tend to come back to every now and then as it was a place where the House of Lungbarrow used to stay for both leisure and company.

"House of Lungbarrow!," said Ren, slightly widened eyes, recognizing the name of the Prydonian Great House that the Doctor belonged to, looking around the place with interest. "Then, this is one of many places where you and your family used to spend time with back in the day, Doctor?"

The Doctor smiled sadly. "Yes, Ren, but that was a very long time ago. And this is just one of many countless places that were own by the House of Lungbarrow. In fact," he looked towards Lady Michael. "Lady Michael would know of this as well as I do considering that she and I would tend to take simple strolls among the forest as it were, with the end result being that many of the creatures of the forest would gather around near to her."

Lady Michael smiled, reminded of those good hearted days well when many of the creatures of this realm would tend to gather around her, and with her and her second son ultimately feeding them for the rest of the day with the sustenance that was appropriately required.

"In any case," the Doctor pointed towards a simple ranch that was nearby. "That over there is where we will all be staying for the time being. Now then, we best be off then, and try to be sensitive to the animals who live here, they are really wary when it comes to strangers of all sorts."

As they were walking through the forest, Ren, along with many others, were looked around the place, sensing and seeing multiple alien lifeforms, many of which were of the shape of soft circular, fluffy in appearance, one that could be mistaken for plushies that were found in the modern days.

"Ah! Ren!, I can sense and see them, they're very cute," Marie said, all while sporting a happy smile as she sees and senses the innocent fluffy creatures, who have no doubt been watching in silence, only looking at them with tilted heads out of curiosity.

Now that Marie pointed it out to Ren, he had to admit, they are very cute to look at.

"Hmph, I must admit, this place ain't half bad, old man, the only thing I'm a little pissed off about is the sun that was now on the horizon," spoke in a casual tone by one Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg, all with crossed arms, looking around the rather innocent and beautiful nature surrounding them.

"Oh not to worry, Wilhelm," the Doctor reassured the True Vampire Ancestor. "This realm actually has three moons, and you would see them in the sky when this realm hits nightfall, and this realm is pretty well known for its very long nightfall, one that could last for 24 hours give or take, all for the purposes of astronomy you understand."

"Oh really now," smirked Wilhelm, always rather delighted at the prospect of the night, especially when the moon is involved. And the best part was the fact that this place seemed to have three moons and that the night would last for 24 hours at the very least. "Then I take it back, I fucking love it here already."

"Ah! Look Wilhelm!," Lady Claudia Jerusalem tug onto Wilhelm's SS Uniform, pointing to the large butterfly hordes, whose majestic appearance reminds Wilhelm and the others of the Ornithoptera alexandrae, that were now presently in flight mode, with wings flapping, all with their shadows being seen and reflected on the ground as they took their graceful flight to the skies.

"Woah!, look at that!," Sota Mizushino pointed out, sporting an excited smile on his face.

While the others were sporting expressions that ranged from raised eyebrows, awe, and wonder, the Doctor and Lady Michael both smiled, recalling of the majestic butterfly creatures that they would look upon in the times when they were sitting on the large rock that was on the shores not too far from here.

"Ah yes, I'd figure these majestic creatures would appear eventually," the Doctor spoke, smiling as it were.

"Geez, giant butterfly hordes?," Lord Rote Spinne looked towards the Doctor with a smile. "My Lord Doctor, is there anything else here that I should probably keep a close eye on in this realm of yours."

The Doctor smiled. "Well, I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise for the others anyway as I want them to do some exploring after the touring of the ranch. In any case," he looked back towards the ranch. "We should probably keep moving for now."

The ranch was a lot bigger on the inside. As is expected for a property belonging to the Time Lords.

"Woah! This is amazing!," spoke one Lord Battler Ushiromiya, all in an impressed tone of excitement, looking around the place with interest.

To many countless people who were present, they were sporting expressions of raised eyebrows, curiosity, and awe, all as they begin their walk towards the rather large but simple surroundings. They would pass from corridor to corridor, seeing through many of the collected historical objects which consist of pearls, vases, old fashioned weapons, and any form of antique that one could find.

"Hey, Doctor, what is that thing supposed to be?," asked Kyon, pointing towards a rather rusty looking device, seemed ancient and advance, measured by the hand.

The Doctor smiled. "That would be a singularity bomb, Kyon."

The moment when the Doctor said that, Kyon and many others were sporting shocked and fearful expressions, all while slightly backing away from the dormant device that would no doubt suck them to oblivion. Many of the others were either laughing or sporting amused expressions.

They pass from corridor to corridor, seeing the many different paintings and works of art, all made by stasis cubes which were described by the Doctor as a "little sliver of time" held in perfect stasis in a frame that was bigger on the inside than the outside, similar to transdimensional engineering that is to be usually to be found in TARDISes and the like.

"So, kinda like a 3D oil painting then," Touma Kamijou concluded.

"In a way I suppose," the Doctor confirmed. "And its because of that that its possible for living beings to exist in these environments, basically a pocket dimension all of its own."

"Heeeh...," Shirou Yusa looked towards the paintings with interest, wondering if he could...

"Don't even think about it, Shirou," the Doctor looked at him with a pointed expression.

"Damn it," Shirou Yusa cursed his luck, already knowing by now on how his second father would tend to immediately guess on what was in his mind, all while Eri Honjou and the others begin to laugh, finding this scene likened to that of a mischievous child being anticipatedly scolded by his parent.

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Dies irae - Animation OST: Ewige Wiederkunft

They pass from corridor to corridor, they spotted one particular picture on display. One that made many raised their eyebrows with curiosity and wonder.

"Ah...," the Doctor begins to sport a saddened expression, all while he looks upon the picture of him when he was a young Time Tot, back when he was a very young First Doctor, the first hour of his life. Alongside him would be his brother, Irving Braxiatel, his many sisters, his father, known by some written accounts under the name of Ulysses and also lived under the pseudonym Daniel Joyce, and his mother, known by some written accounts as Penelope Gate.

There was silence. One that had the Doctor stared at the picture for at least long enough to the point that Rusalka, who was holding onto his right shoulder, and everyone else that was present, were looking at the Doctor with concern, raised eyebrows, and intrigue.

Lady Michael could only look on at both her second son and the picture that is displayed, recognizing the family that was depicted, having met them many times throughout the years of the past lifetime cycles.

There was silence. The Doctor, after staring at the picture for what amounted to a few minutes, begins to slowly but surely walk towards the picture. Slowly. Slowly. Slowly. Until he finally reaches it. The picture of his family. Almost as if it were taken from yesteryears of the past. All with simple smiles just like any other family.

The Doctor begins to raise his left hand, slightly touching the picture, immediately producing a 3D like effect, one that seemed like a projection of the past, all as the picture seem to suddenly come alive.

The Doctor and many others begin to see the past, in the form of a simple video like image, all as they see the young First Doctor and his family would all look to each other with a smile, with the father saying, "Alright everyone, smile for the camera," with the sisters saying something on the lines of "Yes, daddy," all while the young First Doctor and Irving Braxiatel would make knowing smirks upon each other before turning towards the camera with a simple smile, all of which end the moment a sudden flash came, depicting the present moment of now.

The Doctor was crying. Silent tears begin to flow gently. Breathe in. Breathe out. All the memories of the past had begun to crept back into his mind. Memories of long ago, in a time when he was so very young, back when he, alongside his brother, Irving Braxiatel, use to join their father in his expeditions throughout the Known and Unknown Multiverse. Those were the days. An inspiration laid dormant in the twofold hearts of the Doctor during that time. His first tastes of deep exploration came from his father, a man of many mysteries, just like him. His foretaste of things outside of the Homeworld of Gallifrey. One that would influence him greatly when there would come upon the day when he and his granddaughter, Susan Foreman, would eventually steal a TARDIS, his one eventual constant companion that would help define and forge his own identity of multiple faces, stealing it from the Capitol's TARDIS repair shop, setting said across the Time Vortex, all ready for adventures and misadventures.

"This picture was taken in a time when I was so young," muttered the Doctor, soft but clear for all to hear, as all would listen to the tale. "Me and my family, we were always the odd bunch among the Time Lords. My father, the man who is holding me by the shoulder, known by many as Lord Ulysses of the House of Lungbarrow, was a man of many mysteries, all to the point when most would scratch their heads as they try to catalog his own life. I used to travel with him, along with my brother, Irving Braxiatel, during the peaceful years of the Time Lord Expedition," the Doctor recalled fondly with a smile, one that was both happy and sad. "He was one of my main inspirations to travel the Known and Unknown Multiverse. He would tend to say that time is a mystery worth ever pondering and worth ever living for; for it is as vast as the endless space of eternity, picturing every single moment beneath its palm, making way for new wonders and experiences. I never really did get what he said until so many years down the line, when I had adventures of my own. All the people that I've met. All the companions that I've gained. All the connections and bonds that I formed. One that was a treasure through and through."

At that moment, the Doctor felt Rusalka Schwagerin gently holding and squeezing his right shoulder. He would also notice her supporting smile, one of happiness and sadness. Then he notices Ren Fuji, his second son, putting a hand to his left shoulder, as if to say that he is here for him, all with a serious and firm nod. And many of his second sons came near, people like Shirou Yusa, Andy Barclay, John Connor, Kōichi Minamoto, Taki Tachibana, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Kyon, Sota Mizushino, and Lelouch Lamperouge, all standing beside him from the left and the right, all in a sign of support. Kasumi Ayase, Kei Sakurai, Marguerite "Marie" Breuil, and Rea Himuro were drawing close to him, gathered in a group hug as it were.

The Doctor looks to the rest of the people who came with them.

His fellow 12 Core Members. Many of the current and former L.D.O. members. Many who have a connection to his second sons. They were all giving their support in their own way. One that befits their personalities. Do his brown eyes deceived him or did he just spot people like Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg, Lord Wolfgang Schreiber, and Lord Goëtz von Berlichingen just gave a simple nod, to which despite not changing their usual expressions, almost as if they were saying that they were there for him as well? Even Lady Michael, the closest thing that he had to a mother now, sporting that same smile that he had known for in his Time Tot years, back in a time of innocence and idealism of childlike wonder.

All the people were there for him. One way or another. One that made him smile as he deeply contemplates it with his mind, all as he begins to smile as he and everyone else would look at his family picture once more.

From one family to another. A picture perfect scene from the past and the present. One that was depicted on the wall while the other is depicted as an ephemeral movement. For as of this ephemeral moment, all truly belong to the House of Lungbarrow, whether it be those depicted on the picture, to those who were now observing it, to those who are not currently here for the moment. For as of this ephemeral moment, all are truly one.

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Dies irae - Animation OST: Krieg

They were all watching in anticipation and excitement from their seats, somewhere in one of the vast halls of the ranch, sporting such grand architectural refinement that seem to be found in historical sites such as Taj Mahal.

A projection of a duel of the past. A projection of a battle of the swords between two young brothers of the House of Lungbarrow. A projection of a battle between the young First Doctor and the young Irving Braxiatel were performing their equivalent of a sword fight that seemed to span beyond the realm of the physical.

Strike. Swipe. Swift. From the left to the right, from the right to the left, the Doctor managed to parry a calculated offensive and defensive, striking and blocking each turn of the sword, all the while seemingly teleporting from on direction to another, almost as instant as blinking. And Irving himself performs similar tactics as his brother.

But is this truly teleportation? Not of the sort. For one of the abilities of the Time Lords when it comes to combat is the fact of picking the state of possibilities. So many ways on how things would have gone. Pulling the states as it were.

Picture an ordinary conversation that you had made. Have you ever wondered what could have happened if the turn of the conversation turned out completely different? Many ways on how things could turn out. Many possibilities. And thus was one of great powers of the Time Lords. To pick a state among many states of many probable omnidirectional patterns. Picking states that lead and merge with the probable of least to most.

Strike. Swipe. Swift.

From the point of view of many who could only see with the limited senses of the eyes and other viewpoints, the young First Doctor and the young Irving Braxiatel were teleporting randomly all over the place. But from the point of view of many who could truly see for what it was, they saw these two combatants picking different possible states for how the fight could have gone through, wrenching the states forward, pulling at it until it falls sideways; in its past he is shoving away, locking himself out until that present is ripped free of its history. It's instead forced to merge with the most probable present, the only present that the outside viewers could sees. From the point of view of those not in the know, they simply teleported.

One of many refined forms of multi-dimensional combat. One that had many in awe and wonder.

"Well this is very entertaining," spoke one Lady Frederica Bernkastel, smirking as she seemingly drinks a cup of tea, holding it with grace.

"Such swordsmanship," muttered Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen, deeply following upon every strike, every dodge, every curve of movement that was being enacted by the two brothers of the House of Lungbarrow.

"My, my, Uncle Doctor, you seem to be doing quite well so far," spoke one Lady Belldandy, with a soft and clear tone.

"Ah, its not really that big of a deal really," spoke the Doctor, waving his left hand, as if to indicate to his niece on how it wasn't really that impressive, all in a form of humility.

"I would have to agree with her, my Lord Doctor," spoke one Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, smiling with excitement and pleasure, watching the multi-dimensional sword fight with interest, all while leaning towards the Doctor's right shoulder. "And the same could be said with Lord Braxiatel as well."

"Heeeeh...," smirked one Lord Wolfgang Schreiber, putting a hand to his chin, almost as if in thought. "Even way back then, Lord Doctor was always the expert swordsman in combat I see."

"Hah!," smirked one Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg, crossed arms. "Now that you reminded me of that one Schreiber, I recall that one time back in the war when the old man and Valkyria clashed swords with one another that time. Sure, the old man couldn't beat her, but to think he seemingly lasted that long against her that time was impressive enough."

"Did he really lose that time though?," Wolfgang pointed out, seemingly in doubt. "Because it didn't seem like that to me back then. My hunch was that he probably let her win that time."

"Oh really?," Wilhelm raised an eyebrow.

"Um," Wolfgang nodded. "That's because of that expression on his face that time."

Now that Schreiber had pointed it out to him, he did recall that one time when that old man sported that smile on his face while lying on the ground, almost as if... Well shit, Wilhelm thought in annoyance, hating the fact that Schreiber was right all along.

And as the conversations took place, the battle between brothers rages on, seemingly never stopping all as time enfolds upon itself across the hidden dimensions, all as each parry of the sword.

"You're getting too slow, brother," spoke one young Irving Braxiatel, raising an eyebrow, holding to his sword tightly, with the sword leaning towards the other sword, with the clanking sound effects that came with it.

The young First Doctor simply smile, as if in mystery. "Oh you may find that I'm full of surprises, Brax," and as he spoke, he drifted his sword away from his brother's sword, seemingly vanishing, then strike from the back, to which was anticipated most profoundly, as the Doctor took the opportunity to fall down in sudden fashion, trying to swipe the legs of Braxiatel, only for it to be countered by dodging the swipe, leading towards a sword about to strike, which then led to a rolling movement from the side, instantly vanishing, then appearing towards Braxiatel's back in order to raise his sword towards him, only for it to be blocked once again.

Strike. Swipe. Swift.

Such movements that went beyond the physical realm. All as the swords clashed, with sparks coming apart from random directions, with the sounds of steel accompanying it turn, all as the ancient art of multi-dimensional combat comes to the fore.

Not stopping. Not faltering. The states of probabilities both shift and turn as each strike, swipe and swift seemed anticipated, bringing with it a whole new set of possibilities for the two young Time Lords to lock on too in order to make it the most probable in a series of events.

"Hmph," Lady Eleonore von Wittenburg form a smile, all with a cigar on her mouth that is emitting little grayish smoke, all as she sees the simple form of sword combat turned to spectacular heights, no longer confine to the known patterns, all towards the unknown realms, all as the two sword players fight both in the physical and metaphysical perspectives. "I must admit, my Lord Doctor, even back in the days of your youth, you still played the part of the swordsman well."

"Well, to be fair Eleonore, I had to train and practice before I even went to this stage," spoke the Doctor, all in a defense of humility.

"Hmmm," Eleonore simply laughed. "No need for such humility, my Lord Doctor, for I would know a man to handle the sword when I see one, almost reminding me of Kircheisen in a way."

"Major...," Beatrice looked towards Eleonore with surprise, taking note of the hidden praise that was showered to her with subtlety.

And as the conversations goes, sparks fly as the swords clash, forming metal clanking sounds, for as with each strike comes a multitude of endless possibilities to be locked on and dragged back into the ever present moment of reality.

From one block of the sword, comes the swiping of the feet, to dodging it with grace, to a seemingly endless dance that had each strike of the sword parried in both the boundaries beyond the known offensive and defensive strategies.

For this battle of projection had lasted for quite a very long while in terms of relativity, to which at the very end of it all...

"..."

"..."

Turned to a stalemate at the best possible locked outcome, all with swords pointed to the neck, one that had the peoples of the audience seemingly impressed as to how such a multi-dimensional battle of wits and skills lasted for so very long.

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Somewhere in one of the vast halls of the ranch, many of the people were sporting expressions of raised eyebrows, blushing, and disbelief as they all stared at the mechanical jukebox that was standing right near the grey marble wall.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me, old man," spoke one Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg, looking towards the Doctor in disbelief at what he had just heard.

The Doctor on his part was just sporting an embarrassed expression on his face, all with the left hand rubbing the back of his neck, all while Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin was raising an eyebrow while leaning towards his right shoulder, all while speaking and sighing in heavy exasperation. "(Sigh). I really wish I was Wilhelm. But...," he looked towards the juke box. "Someone from the TPA back in the day had decided to pull a prank on me by delivering this device that could predict the patterns of how much women of interest does a man have in cases of romance or other feelings of the unmentionable."

"Really, Doc?," Lady Professor Washu Hakubi raised an eyebrow of intrigue, with hands to her waist, looking towards the juke box. "I would assume that this machine had been tested."

"Oh, it did," muttered the Doctor, recalling that one time when he had been scanned by the confounded blasted machine, detailing the "power levels" of his harem and broadcasted for all to hear, to which ended up with the predictable cliché of him getting laughed at, but was fortunately spared with the slapstick humor due to the fact that said women were not present at the time.

"Hmmmm," Rusalka was pouting, and not in a good way as a miasmic aura seemed to be leaking to her, one that made the Doctor winced considering the subtle jealousy that he is detecting the more he looked at her.

"Hmm, I wonder," spoke Lady Frederica Bernkastel, musing to herself, then she was snapping her fingers, thereby automatically activating the juke box.

SYSTEM SCAN ACTIVATED: INITIALIZING...

"What!," exclaimed the Doctor, as he and many others turned to look at the jukebox with surprise and shock.

SCANNING NEAREST MALE...

At that moment, the front part of the jukebox began to emit a red light, targeting the nearest male, which was unfortunately...

"Oh not again...," the Doctor facepalmed.

SCAN COMPLETE.

SUBJECT IDENTIFIED: THE DOCTOR. REAL NAME UNKNOWN.

HAREM LEVEL NUMBER: ERROR... ERROR... UNCOUNTABLY INFINITE SETS... ERROR... ERROR... MYRIAD... ERROR... ERROR...

"What!," spoke many of the males and females that were present, sporting shocked expressions.

"...Hehehe...," Rusalka was sporting a smile, with eyes close, but was actually seething with obvious jealousy, all as she tightly grips the right shoulder of the Doctor, with her face turned towards him. "...My Lord Doctor, just what exactly have you been doing all this time between our visits?"

Oh dear..., the Doctor thought with exasperation, looking towards Lady Michael for a little assistance, to which said person was sporting a contrite expression, all with both hands joined in contrition, as if she were saying that this problem needs to be his own to deal with, to which he sported an expected expression at this point, breathing a sigh of resignation, turning back towards Rusalka. "I'm sorry," speaking in a serious, steady, and genuine clear tone, one that had Rusalka opened her eyes, widening at the genuine and serious contrite answer, not knowing what to say for the past few seconds, before eventually saying.

"Well," Rusalka pouted while slightly looking towards the left. "I'll forgive you if you promise to spend some quality time with me after the tour."

The Doctor smiled, simply saying. "Deal."

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Harappa · E.S. Posthumus

"Scratchman?," asked many of the main companions, the four women of Ren Fuji, and a few others.

They were simply staring at an image of the Fourth Doctor, Sarah Jane Smith, and Harry Sullivan totally surrounded by the Daleks and a figure in a black business suit and a a seemingly white bulb for a head, pictured in a rectangle shape card.

"Basically the Devil, well, one of many who claimed to hold the title anyway," the Doctor shrugged his shoulders, with Rusalka raising an eyebrow of curiosity towards him. "Fought him way back when I was in my fourth incarnation. He was an ancient being of tremendous power who consumed universes and drained them of all their energy, not instantly like a Chronovore mind you, but by getting a foothold, making deals with mortals, and slowly dragging their reality into his and exhausting all of its energy feeding himself before moving onto the next. He remotely mind twisted a bunch of Cybermen from his own dimension into having emotions again, and made a deal with them that he'd fix the problem if they spread his "disease" to a Scottish island. After they outlived their usefulness, he made their spaceship just blow up, and they later appeared in his dimension, physically warped into pinballs and kept conscious of what had happened to them just to make them suffer."

As the Doctor spoke of the terrible twisted fate of the Cybermen, many couldn't help but grimaced at that.

"Scratchman's "virus" ended up infecting everybody who came onto the island, and didn't behave at all like a normal plague; Some people would call it magic, but it's honestly far worse than that because of the fact that people were physically being warped into monstrous scarecrows and the actual manifestation of it could be delayed, triggering whenever Scratchman found convenient; and as I would recall back then, he simply turned both Harry and Sarah into trees and then pulled them into his "Hell". A single scarecrow that pursued Sarah into the TARDIS was passively draining energy from it with its mere presence enough to darken the corridors, which is practically insane for the levels of energy generation at the TARDIS's disposal considering that the interior is basically a universe unto itself, with tractor beams that could drag neutron stars around being one of many countless functions, and noticeably left the TARDIS sickened even after it had been defeated, to which I had to spend some amount of time to fix and heal. Four of these scarecrows for instance that surrounded one unfortunate woman were able to warp themselves into a tree, trapping her inside where she would forever remain in immortalized suffering."

Once again, many couldn't help but grimace at that.

"I was able to hold off being turned into a monster much more effectively than humans or any other creature considering my Time Lord immune system and mind are much better at handling that sort of reality bending sthick thing, but Scratchman was able to make it harder for me by summoning illusions that exploited my neurosis when I had entered Scratchman's plane. I would have fallen prey to it utterly but got bailed out at the very last second by one of my future selves, courtesy of this version of myself," the Doctor pointed towards himself in particular, indicating that he was involved in that particular event, to which the many others who gathered couldn't help but rolled their eyes out.

"So to put this simply, he's kinda like Dormammu in a way," asked Conan Edogawa, raising an eyebrow, with hands in his pocket.

The Doctor, Dr. Stephen Strange, and Clea looked towards each other with knowing looks, then looked back towards Conan, with Dr. Strange explaining. "Well, you're not really wrong in a way, Shinichi, but unlike with Scratchman, Dormammu explicitly conquers universes and adds it to his own for most of the time, adding more numbers upon numbers to his army of Mindless Ones, not destroying them completely as his ego is too large to even contemplate such a thought. Like for instance, I recall one of the times before the Time War, in one of my many battles against Dormammu, I managed to save my own universe from Dormammu by playing on his profound ego, tricking him into a battle where no magical powers were involved, and with him getting to agree, and so the fight began, with me ending up defeating him with nothing but simple judo, rather than trying to blaze it out with the mystical arts against a being whose powers are basically infinite and could basically stalemate the Vishanti, the patrons of the Sorcerer Supreme, and that was a time when I didn't have all of the Infinity Stones in my possession, only the Time Stone. Because of my victory, Dormammu had since then before the Time War sworn a mystic oath to not invade Earth himself as part of the deal, so there's a lot more leeway to stop him unlike before."

"Woah...," many of the main companions and many others who were gathered were sporting awed expressions.

"Speaking of Dormammu," Dean Winchester spoke, looking towards Castiel with an impressed and proud smile. "I remember Cass basically kicking his orange flaming ass by his lonesome during the Time War."

Everyone turned towards Castiel with feelings and expressions of awe and amazement on those who weren't there, and respect for those who were there or in the know.

"Well, to be perfectly in my defense everyone, I had to use my full power as an Archangel at that time since I didn't want to take any single probable chances with him in particular," Castiel spoke in a tone of humility.

"Oh, yes, I recalled you unleashing your true power on him, my friend, and the battle that was waged between the two of you was practically shaking universes apart. Good thing you had the sense to take the fight somewhere else where there wouldn't be any more casualties than necessary," Clea smiled in turn, being there to witness to fight first hand.

"Speaking of which, what exactly happened to the Scratch fucker anyway, old man?," asked Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg, raising his eyebrow, with crossed arms.

The Doctor's mouth went with the eerily thin line, with brown eyes sporting an honest and serious look, subtly indicating a darkness that many of the people who were gathered would recognize, speaking a serious tone. "Well about that, Wilhelm, in my final standoff against him, Scratchman wanted to know on what I was truly afraid of, and I naturally obliged, showing it to him with no holds barred."

"..."

Many of those gathered, even the former and current members of the L.D.O., and even Ren Fuji couldn't help but slightly wince at that, especially considering the fact that the Doctor's fear is very extremely few in number because of literal multi-millennial cycles of battles and wars of all sorts, seeing all the horrors out there with raw understanding and form, and even they would not dare contemplate on what exactly does the Doctor truly fear of. For those in the know, they had a pretty good idea as to what exactly it is. One of them in particular that was worth paying extremely close attention to due to the absolute threat that it poses. A fear in the form of his greatest of enemies. One who outranks him in the levels of uncountable infinite sets. And it was one that made even Lady Michael herself turned completely serious and would unleash her full power unto, being one of the very few that could truly even match him in combat.

The Scarlet King.

When the L.D.O. members, both former and current, along with Ren Fuji had first heard of such a being, they couldn't really believe it to themselves. A being who is by all intents and purposes, Satan and the Devil. The Adversary Par Excellence who conjures the Three Main Laws of the Darkness Above and Below with seemingly profound ease, likened to that of an absolute master of craving for the eternal profound nothingness bathe in the colors of deep crimson. The Law of Blood, the Law of Concrete, and the Law of Howling. Laws unto themselves who are, to give a very pale and understating comparison among those native to the Masadaverse, more likened to an Atziluth of the highest order that could spread out without any sign of truly stopping if none of equal Law were to block its path of endless recurring nothingness. Even just one of these laws, uttered in seemingly few words of seeming random but performed and calculated grace of a penultimate poet and playwright of majestic regality is enough to practically destroy entire multiverses and consuming the powers and abilities of even the High Elder Gods. A being who's thick darkness was felt in subtle machinations, being the indirect puppet master who flawlessly pulls the strings of both the individual and the collective. A being who had practically nearly succeeded in killing off the Hegemony Gods and would have destroyed the Throne were it not for the timely intervention of one Lady Michael who had managed to bring back the once killed off but resurrected Hegemony Gods, putting a certain block to the being's plans to destroy and consume the Masadaverse into the eternal dark nothingness.

They couldn't help but look at the Doctor with new eyes back then, especially to Rusalka in particular. For even before any of them had met the Doctor, he had been fighting this darkness ever since his very first incarnation, through indirect tactics and strategies, and with the passing of time, gain the necessary skills that had been honed to fighting such darkness by the time of his seventh incarnation, already being prepared and ready when faced with the Law of the Eternal Recurrence, being more refined and forged through the fires of tribulation by the time the Grand Guignol begins to close upon its final act. Act est Fabula (The end of the play).

To people like Wihelm Eherenburg, who didn't even believe in a being called "God", with the common argument that he once given to Claudia Jerusalem during that one time when they were visiting a church, being that if there were truly such a thing, there would be no wars, or conflicts, or sufferings, or even the existence of people like him who thrive by the night. As simple as that, for even a mere child could understand such an argument that was deemed so simple.

But...

There were hints. There were shadows. Even way back in Mercurius's reign. That the Devil Himself never really left the Doctor well enough alone. For Die Omega Ewigkeit (The Eternal Mecurial Recurrence), the eternal set of time loops were not the only things the Doctor had to fight. There was...

(static) (static) (static) (static) (static) (static) (static) (static) (static) (static) (static)

Something was festering in the dark... Something that was subtly felt for only a few rare times when being around the Doctor during that time... An unknown... One that made even Lord Karl Ernst Krafft himself grew concerned from his very Throne, if only in subtle fashion, hidden behind wax poetic speeches and enigmatic phrases of meaning.

"An insertion of unknown forces from the ephemeral moment of beyond had subtly began to assert itself in the ways of guile and deceit, neither threatening the endless recurrence nor being of consequence, all for the exception of my old friend who was the sole target of the profound hatred that is as deep as the scorching heat of oil; for a being of unknown nature, one that I could not even foresee with my own foresight, had sent one of its knights, one that is of the color of war, to strike down my old friend of infinite boundaries, in seeming machinations that penetrate, likened to that of a simple needle that had inserted its way to the skin without knowing it."

For a significant and insignificant battle, recorded in the TARDIS Archives, one that had been watched by all of the former and current L.D.O. members in of the times when they were all in the TARDIS. For many who were alive during that time were deeply reminded of the subtle power that was felt somewhere in the deep regions of the Ural Mountains, one that seemed to be an instant flash of about five minutes from their perspective. A time of snow that falls down between two combatants. A time somewhere in the timeline of the very last loop. In a time before the Time Lord known as the Doctor met up with Ren Fuji, Shirou Yusa, and Kasumi Ayase and adopted them once again.

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Dies irae - Animation OST: Krieg

A clashing sound was heard from somewhere in the mountains. A buzzing sound was heard as the two individuals were skiing and dashing through the the snowy slopes, with the seventh incarnation of the Doctor using his advance skis to guide himself and not to fall down from the trenches that led down below.

A clash between the Doctor and the being who wore a dark cloak figure, with the blue sword of rationality clashing with the crimson saber of the endless eternal nothingness, all for the past half hour or so, when both opponents would unleash their true strength upon the mountain regions that had more blasted holes, debris, and landslides than one could possibly count.

"Hail to the Scarlet King. Hail to the Scarlet King. Hail to the Scarlet King. 7 for Seals. 7 for Rings. 7 for Brides. For the Blood Reign of the Crimson Scarlet which would be spread from both near and far. Without beginning. Without end. All unto the glory of him and his master. Hail to the Scarlet King. Hail to the Scarlet King. Hail to the Scarlet King."

A prayer, one uttered in the ancient language of the Darkness of Above and Below, likened to that of a localized uttered Yetzirah, was heard from the crimson blade, all as the rational words uttered from the blue sword of rationality seemed to utter the Law of Rationality and Enlightenment, one of the ancient powerful tongues, an archaic of Old High Gallifreyan, a language of great and terrible power of mathematical efficiency and effectiveness, one that was once uttered since the Old Dark Times before the Anchoring of the Thread, one that had once practically raised a multitude of empires and civilizations, and one that had destroyed gods, monsters, and demons of whatever shape or form, all in order to repel the endless chaos and despair that once resided from a time before the concept of time came to be, right even in the midst of the present moment in time that is now being engaged to the brim.

"For the face of the seventh, comes before the time of the Eight Man Bound; make no sound oh tidings of the rationale of enlightenment; the shroud that covers all, both the long and the short, both the old and the loud, both the young and the dark, both the tall and the small, for as I do unto thee my sacred and profound duty of Lord over the boundaries of Space, Time, and Eternity, so shall you submit to the epitomes of Reason Triumphant."

Enemies of the ancient past. In a time before the beginnings of most who were ever deemed human. A time before even the very Throne. Prayers and languages were uttered from each blade, all as the little accounted Laws formed from within and without.

A Lord of Time and a Servant of the Crimson.

Two ancient enemies, one that was full of the profoundness of opposite sides, one whose conflicts had stretched from the past before the past, from a time before time, when the formation of laws of many countless multiverse settings were yet to be given its due that were to be written that were likened to the tablets of stone as if to prove the divine working of the One Who Is Above All Others. A being of pure divine rationality and science of truth against a being of terrible magnitude that is felt on the subtle scales of rationality and normality of many sorts.

For as this may have been an insignificant event not worth pondering nor contemplating of in the importance of the Grand Guignol, the Mercury could not help but watch the battle from afar with interest and concern. For this was seemingly the very first time in what amounts to an eternity when aside from his old friend whose many countless pasts of inner and outer complexity even escapes his foresight of eternal recurrence, that a being acting through the instrument of a pawn from a chessboard was subtly making its presence known and felt.

Who or what is this being of great power whose machinations even outclass the likes of him by more than a terrible uncountable margin, and yet even felt despite being seemingly sealed away, likened to that of his old friend of Gold (Ougon) who still resides in the castle of the dead - Gladsheimr - Gullinkambi Fünfte Weltall? Ah, what profound darkness that the Mercury had felt the moment he laid eyes on the being whose face is merely nothingness, a shapeless figure with seemingly no identity, a weak little ant who he could practically crushed with only a single thought but could not do so due to the being who is connected to him despite being seemingly so far away.

The Scarlet King. That was the name that was once uttered from the crimson blade of the fowl being that seemingly dared to trespass to his domain. And yet, he did not interfere, only kept careful watch between the being and his old friend, both of which are now fighting as if to the death.

For he recalls his old friend to be a pacifist of a sort, a fellow who uses words which were made into as sharp as the sword, using the right precision of such words to good effect, one that was full of praise from the Mercury who sits on the Throne.

But now...

The pacifism remains seemingly of a distant memory. For now comes to a time of dueling between swords instead of words. Rationality in place of Nothingness. Extreme endless opposites that seemed to have a deep dark history that even he is seemingly unaware of.

The Scarlet King. When the name was first uttered, even he, a being of the Throne, could not help but wince at the accursed name that belong to nowhere and nowhen. For it seemed to the Mercurial Snake that no one and nothing wanted to have anything to do with this being. It was as if the name itself was cursed from a beginning before the beginning. Even before the times of the Morningstar - Lord Nerose Satanael - The God of Sorrowful Heaven - the Second Heaven - the Second Kamukura.

No... even before that... Even before the very Throne itself...

Clashes were heard all as the Ural Mountains subtly rumbled, with large rocks and subtle avalanches were tumbling down towards the opponents of the clashing swords of both reason and nothingness. One that the being of nothingness and his old friend had stopped, with the former by raising his armored right hand in seeming casual fashion while the latter was raising his left hand in casual fashion, unleashing the hidden psychic might of the Lord of Time, as if by a mere inch of its power, one that made both the rocks and the avalanches stop to their equivalent of the knees, almost as if time itself had seemingly stopped from the outside perspective.

The clashing continues, for what amounts to several hours now that had taken up the rest of passing day, all to when the sun sets from the horizon, all as the Mercury saw his old friend performing graceful probable maneuvers from beyond the three spatial dimensions, performing combat feats that made the description truly hard to be insighted upon by mortals of all sorts as it reaches subtle shapes of no seeming description that could fit the size of spatial dimensions that reaches from beyond the physical and into the metaphysical.

From one clash of many, there comes a voice that came from within the dark cloaked being, one that was not its own voice, but that of something else...

"Why must you struggle so, Lord of Time? For why would a being such as you care for mortals such as these; forever stuck in an eternal cycle of what amounts of a living death of the purpose of existence. For I, seeing your plight from afar, had sent one of my emissaries that I now speak through, in order to guide you to your true resting place. Why must one such as yourself struggle endlessly against the ever present tide of despair that comes with such unfortunate inaction?"

Another clash, one that had the Doctor gnashing his teeth in subtle anger, all as he holds the blue sword of rationality as tight as he could, all while his nefarious enemy of old, speaking through its servant, had finally made himself known, all while concealing even a fracture of its power, in fear of attracting too much attention from the far away reaches of its eternal prison.

The Doctor spoke, not to the one who hold the crimson blade, but to the being who is speaking through the one holds the blade, the one who was his eternal enemy of ages past, one that was the Archenemy Par Excellence to his second mother, Lady Michael, Lady and Princess of the Heavenly Host of Angelus.

"Because... I'm... the Doctor... whether... you... like it... or... not..."

Another clash. Left. Right. Left. Right. Up. Down. Up. Down. The swords were clashing. Metal sounds of steel were heard. Holes from the snowy ground were seen as a result of the battle that had been taking place for several hours, even now up to the late afternoon.

The powerful beings, both Time and Life, seemed to be bowing down as the mistresses who seem to take up arms alongside his old friend of the eternal recurrence, their eternal preferred champion of eternity, for with Time comes the seventh while Life comes with the eventual eighth sometime in the unknowable future to come, with such beings being patrons that belong to the Menti Celesti - a group of deities that are composed of specific Eternals - elemental beings of immense power, which the ancient Gallifreyans from one of many inconsistent historical days had worshipped during the Pythia's rule.

The Menti Celesti were the dreams of Time Lords, leaking across the multiverse and occasionally given form by certain specific beings that meet such requirements. They would sometimes appear to some Time Lords in nightmares or near-death experiences and made deals, sometimes even making the Time Lord their Champion.

And that is what the Doctor is now at this very particular moment.

Time's Champion.

A parry strike from the side, one that was blocked by the Doctor, while another parry strike commences between the legs, also blocked by the Doctor. The Doctor tries to find the right opening to strike against this nefarious power, all as the seeming nanoseconds seem to pass.

And... with each strike... with each swiftness.. with each subtlety... comes the right precise moment...

The Doctor throws his blade, ducking the nearly incoming crimson saber, nearly decapitating him by the neck, instantly making the thrown sword from above appear instantly from his right hand, sending a strike towards the lower chest region, slashing the dark cloaked figure in half, thereby immediately killing off the abomination that could no longer be called a soul.

The battle is over. The dark cloaked being, after a moment, disintegrates into ashes, with its remains now being scattered by the breezes of the mountains.

The battle was over. Or was it truly the case? A shiver ran down the spine of the Mercury. For he had begun to felt something that was not known for in so very long.

Dread.

For even after the battle that seemed to be of little consequence to Dies Irae (Day of Wrath) was over and done with, leaving to his old friend to take care of such interloper while remaining the spectator just as always, even he could not help but feel that even after the eventual Dies Irae (Day of Wrath), something deep within his cold heart of eternal recurrence had told him one thing.

That this would not be the very last time such a being of alien origin and of unknown power would make himself known in hidden subtle machinations, at least... until the right moment comes along... One that would leave such a mark upon all who would dare gaze upon...

The Scarlet King.

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Dies irae: The Animation 『Walhall(Piano)』

"Alright everyone, I brought the cookies just as requested," spoke one Lady Griselda, sporting a graceful smile on her face, psychically levitating a large rectangular serving plate, with a multitude of chocolate chip cookies that are placed on many large circular plates.

"Hooray! I want to try some!," spoke one Lady Kasumi Ayase, sporting an excited expression on her face, about to sprint towards the floating serving plate.

"Idiot Kasumi," Shirou Yusa spoke with a smirk, stopping Kasumi from coming close by grabbing unto the hood of her jacket. "You and the rest of us would have to wait one's turn. Let John and Cassie be the first to try the cookies since the former is her husband while the latter is her kid, so they have as much right to try it first and foremost than any of us."

"Heeeeh," Kasumi felt completely down, hating the fact that Shirou was right and that she should wait her turn like the rest of who are now gathered in the large hallway.

"My my, how considerate of you, Shirou," spoke one Eri Honjou, smirking, crossing her arms. "I didn't think you'd be that much of a gentleman as you're always the type to lunge head first and foremost."

"Hmph, I'm just simply stating what's obvious, Ellie," smirked Shirou. "No need to make a big deal out of this."

John Connor and Lady Cassiel both smiled, touched at the fact that Shirou was considering them first and foremost in his own usual way. John and Lady Cassiel looked to each other with a smile.

"Well, you heard your Uncle Shirou, Cassie, we call dibs," John Connor said with a smile.

"Of course, papa," Lady Cassiel nodded with a smile.

And so, they both head towards the floating serving plate in order to taste the finest cookies that could ever be made. For aside from a multitude of experiences in cases of battles and wars in the military and political spheres, Lady Griselda, once in the Angelus rank of the Principalities, was now in the Angelus rank of the Dominations, is very well known for being the finest housewife that a husband could ever asked for, and one of her skills that relates to the kitchen are truly a sight to behold, and with one of her many countless culinary skills, she had perfected the art of baking cookies, having been once assigned to work alongside the Cookie Clicker Factories, well known for its delightful taste of variety of cookies, assisting the Cookies and the Grandmothers of the Factories in baking cookies of all sorts for the benefit of the common peoples of the wider multiverse, recalling fondly of her part as the simple delivery girl before the Time War. One that she took pride in even after her experiences as a warrior.

As of this particular moment, the Doctor and his one large family and friends of many backgrounds were simply waiting on the large hallway that is filled to the brim with the finest works of art and literature. There were people like Lady Claudia Jerusalem and Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg simply looking at one simple painting that involved the Time Lords of the Old Dark Times fighting the Great Vampires - Yssgaroth. There were people like Lord Ren Fuji, Lord Battler Ushiromiya, and Lord Tenchi Masaki simply talking about their respective lives back in their own respective multiverses. There were people like John Constantine and Zatanna Zatara talking with Dr. Strange, Clea, Castiel, Dean Winchester, and Sam Winchester about their respective lives in the supernatural side of things.

And then there was...

"No, just no," the Doctor spoke in a clear tone, just shaking his head towards Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, who was sporting an annoyed pouting expression on her face, all with hands pointed down, with fists clenched. And it was a tone that had many of the people gathered around the hall looking towards the both of them.

"Heeeeeeh, why?!"

"Firstly," the Doctor brought his right index finger to emphasize his point. "The last time you and the rest of the girls in the L.D.O. all decided to make chocolate cookies in one of the kitchens in the TARDIS, the end result had Eleonore blew up multiple galaxy rooms inside for some reason, and that was on Valentine's Day mind you."

"...Oh, right," spoke Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen, as she and Lady Riza Brenner were sweatdropping and twitching, recalling that incident quite well due to them and Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin taking the joke too far that led to said destruction, one that had the TARDIS towed to be repaired in one of the Temporal Powers Alliance (TPA) Workshops for instant repairs.

"Hmph," Lady Eleonore von Wittenburg simply sported her usual cold expression, with arms crossed, but was actually pretty embarrassed about the incident all things considered, all while people like Lord Wilhelm Eherenburg and Lord Wolfgang Schreiber were simply laughing and snickering from the background, also recalling the hilarious incident quite well.

"Come onnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, my Lord Doctor," Rusalka was pouting and begging, all while grabbing hold of the Doctor's coat. "I and the girls won't ever do that again. Promise. Please let us borrow the kitchen for a while. I promise to make you the best cookies that you could possibly taste, for it is simply my required duty of being your woman."

The Doctor was simply raising his right eyebrow, looking conflicted at the puppy eyes of Rusalka, before he eventually looked towards Lady Michael, who was silently communicating to him with feelings of reassurance, that she would be the one to keep an eye on things before they escalate, all as a way to ease his burdens, to which he could only sigh in resignation at this point.

"Alright, fine, you can use the kitchen, but it would have to be under Lady Michael's supervision," and as he said this, Rusalka was simply smiling, immediately hugging him, saying "Thank you, thank you, thank you," to which the Doctor simply smiled in exasperation and resignation.

"Oh, can we come too, I want to bake cookies as well for everybody who is now present in this hall," spoke one Lady Marguerite "Marie" Breuil, sporting an expression of excitement.

"Same here! Same here!" spoke one energetic Haruhi Suzumiya, turning towards her fellow S.O.S. female club members with a knowing glint. "As a matter of fact, Nagato and Asahina would come with me as well."

And more of the women who were present soon followed in their desire to take part in the baking of cookies, and with all agreements aside, many of the women, under Lady Michael's supervision, would make haste towards the kitchen that was located near the hall that they were staying in, the Doctor was simply leaning towards the marble wall, making a sigh and a smile.

"Honestly, Anna, you're quite fortunate on the fact that I could never truly say no to you or to Lady Michael."

"Honestly," Shirou Yusa sported an exasperated expression, walking towards the Doctor with his hands to his pockets. "Even after all these years, I still couldn't believe that you and that old hag are practically tight. Hell, I'd never even think of imagining that old hag actually even have feelings for you in the first place."

"Well, you're guess is as good as mine, Shirou," the Doctor simply smiled sadly. "Even I still wonder on the fact of why would Anna even choose me when there is someone more preferable like Lotus Reichhart to keep her company considering that she and him were suppose to end up together, but it appears that my subtle interferences in her childhood might have made myself quite a blunder to deal with, to which as a consequence, have Anna tailing me across the world with her torture devices like there's no tomorrow."

"So in other words, Doctor, during the times of the Grand Guignol, Rusalka was basically the equivalent of an unhinged yandere who was gunning for you the whole time because of meeting you first," spoke one Lord Ren Fuji, walking near towards the Doctor, sporting a smile of humor on his face.

The Doctor sweatdropped profusely at the rather on the mark conclusion via trope clichés. "Uh... when you say it like that, Ren, it does seem to be the case unfortunately."

"Wow, so basically the Doctor is senpai while Rusalka-sensei was the yandere-chan," spoke one Sota Mizushino, walking near towards the Doctor, sporting a smile of humor on his face.

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" everyone in the hall began to laugh at the metahumor that was on point.

"Ugh, I suppose so, Sota," the Doctor spoke in resigned tone, all with a happy and sad smile on his face.

After about an hour had seemed to pass, all of the women who came to the kitchen had came back with cookies in tow, all placed on the floating serving plates for proper formality and convenience. And naturally, all of the men would eat of the cookies to their hearts content.

"Hmm," the Doctor smiled while slowly chewing on the cookies on the plate that Rusalka had prepared by herself, analyzing the taste in the manner of a professional critique. "This is pretty good. Molto bene."

"Really, I'm glad," Rusalka smiled. "Truth be told, making them wasn't easy, so I had a little assistance from the side."

"Let me guess, Lady Michael," spoke the Doctor, already knowing of how his second mother works.

"Um," Rusalka nodded. "She only pointed out a few things here and there while I did the most of the effort."

"Which is pretty impressive all things considered," said the Doctor, deeply enjoying the cookies with all his hearts. "To which reminds me, after this, since I did promised you that you and I would spend our time together after the tour, I'd figure that I would show you one of the places where I and Lady Michael use to go too."

"Oh," Rusalka sported a curious expression. "And what might that be?"

The Doctor smiled. "Oh, I'll show you after I eat the cookies."

It was one beautiful shoreline all things considered.

The afternoon sunset was gracing the horizon of the sea, the three moons were now semi-visible from the night sky, all while as the Doctor and Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin were simply spending quality time together on the beach, siting on a large rock, the same one that was once seated by both a very young First Doctor and Lady Michael, all while as they look to the stars and the three moons that are clearly seen even with the seeming sunset.

And truth be told, it was beautiful to look at.

Rusalka was simply lying down on the left shoulder while the Doctor was simply admiring the sunset, the stars, and the moons, all of which seem to be in almost perfect harmony, also admiring the calm waves of the sea.

From what the Doctor had told her, this was a very special place where he and Lady Michael would usually sit from this very spot from time to time, just watching the natural phenomenon of the heavens and the earth, simply admiring the beauty of mother nature.

There was simply silence. There was simply contentment. There was simply peace.

All as the shoreline seemed completely calm to the brim.

And as the seeming hour passes by, Rusalka would be the first one who would speak, all while looking at the sunset.

"Say, my Lord Doctor... Do you remember that time back in the Fifth Heaven, when I tried to chase you down towards the TARDIS?"

Ahh... that one..., thought the Doctor.

"How could I forget?," the Doctor smiled sadly. "Right on the exact same day that you somehow recalled your memories of the past world (Fourth Heaven), the moment you laid eyes on me when I was just simply watching from afar and was about to take my leave when you suddenly just ran after me and hugged me too tightly, not letting me go for one single second. As a matter of fact, you were practically begging me to take you with me back then. You keep saying that you wanted to catch up to me, to live the ephemeral moment alongside you, if only just a little while longer now that you were aging at that point in time, always looking forward to the future with no amount of regrets."

"...Yes," Rusalka smiled fondly, recalling it well, then she began to pout, sporting cute teary eyes. "Its all your fault you know. You were going to leave me again after everything that had happened back when Lady Tasogare had managed to emanate her Law and become the next in line to sit on the Throne, and this was after Zarathustra and Lord Heydrich were too busy kicking Mercurius' ass."

The Doctor sighed. "I honestly thought back then that you and Lotus would end up together in spite of all that had happened, all just as planned, as I'd figure that you would be much happier in the Fifth Heaven without any more interference on my part."

"And one of the things that you taught me and Zarathustra back then," Rusalka was smiling. "Is that one should say screw the bloody script since we make our own future. Yes, maybe in some other life, I may have gotten together with Lotus, but its you that's been with me for so very long. You stuck close by me even after all the many times that I tried to kill you. Back then, in a time when I thought that you'd abandoned me to my fate, I wanted nothing more than to make you love me, to make you want me, to make become one with me as you sink to my shadow where you could spend time with me for eternity in order to see me as the only shining star that you would always look too from up above."

The Doctor's smile turned sad, slightly looking down. "But you already were a shining star in my eyes, Anna. You didn't need to prove anything to me because you were already shining so brightly. Not saving you from your predetermined outcome was one of my greatest mistakes, one that I always carried even to this present day."

"And I'm telling you not to feel guilty anymore," Rusalka placed her hands to the Doctor's cheeks in order for the Doctor to turn towards her, seeing from eye to eye. "You did everything that you could possibly have. I was the one who ultimately made the choice. I'm the one who's at fault here, my Lord Doctor, not you," Rusalka puts her forehead to the Doctor's forehead, closing her eyes while making a smile. "And besides, even in spite of all that had happened, I've never ever regretted meeting you first and I'd rather not live in a timeline where I never did meet you as I don't really know if my heart could take it."

The Doctor breathe in and out, making a sigh, while simply smiling from both inside and out. He removes his forehead from Rusalka's forehead, touching her cheeks in a gentle manner, speaking in a gentle tone. "Anna Maria Schwagerin, you are practically by far one of the few most stubborn women that I ever had the pleasure of meeting."

Rusalka smiled, with eyes open. "Isn't that one of the reasons why you love me?"

"Well," the Doctor sadly smiled. "There's that."

And with that, Rusalka initiated a simple kiss, one that was silently accepted by the Doctor, all as the sunset grace the background of the romantic scene that begins to unfold, with some giant alien creatures of the sea who were silently watching with curious eyes as the ever present but respectful spectators who perfectly blend in with the background.

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Nowhere To Run (From "The Warriors" Soundtrack)

"I cannot believe we're doing this," Kyon said, facepalming in exasperation.

Somewhere in one of the sectors of the ranch, the five main companions, the five self proclaimed stooges, were about to undergo a simple testing phase across a virtual reality, one that was in the image of 1979 New York City. One that is being watched by the Doctor, Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, and many countless others who were observing and cheering on in their own respective way from the other side of the virtual world.

"Alright you five, its time we begin your test running for tonight," spoke the Doctor from the microphone, one that was heard throughout the surroundings of the virtual world.

"Seriously, Doctor, since when has being chased by gangs that looked like baseball players considered as test running, and all this with no powers or any of our usual equipment especially," spoke Kyon, sporting an exasperated expression.

"Kyon-kun, can you please stop being a sour puss," Lelouch Lamperouge raised an eyebrow, with hands to his waist. "At the very least, we could all at least use a little more exercise every now and then."

"If that was the case, Lelouch, then why is Taki-niisan, Koichi-niisan, John-niisan, and Andy-niisan not here with us. Ren-niisan I can understand as the test would be over a little too quickly which would practically be boring all things considered," Kyon said, all while looking upwards in an apologetic tone. "No offense, Ren-niisan."

"None taken, Kyon," smirked Lord Ren Fuji, with crossed arms. Lady Marguerite Marie Breuil, Lady Rea Himuro, Lady Kei Sakurai, and Lady Kasumi Ayase were watching close by to Ren's two sides, sporting smiles and expressions that befit their personalities.

"Good luck everyone, Rusalka-sensei is cheering for all of you tonight. so do your best! I've even been wearing this cheerleading outfit as a visible sign of support!," Rusalka said in an energetic tone, all while showing off her cheerleading outfit which was the standard blue white color, with the logo of a blue police box in reference to TARDIS School, all with blue white pom poms that are being carried by her own two hands.

"That's right, anata, do your best! Nipaa~," cheered one Rika Furude (actually Kamijou, but that's a secret), as she, Satoko Hojo, Hanyu Furude, Mion Sonozaki, Shion Sonozaki, Rena Ryugu, and many other girls were also wearing cheerleading outfits which was the standard blue white color, with the logo of a blue police box in reference to TARDIS School, all with blue white pom poms that are being carried by their own two hands.

Touma smiled with confidence, feeling even more invigorated at the fact that his wife, his childhood friends, and many other of women who were close to them were cheering for him and his best friends.

"Wow guys, I think Rusalka-sensei just became our team mom for today," Sota Mizushino spoke with humor, with a smirk on his face.

"Yay," Kyon said with sarcasm, to which was responded with a elbow punch in the left shoulder by Lelouch, to which Kyon responded with "Ow!"

"Right then, on the count of three, the round is about to begin shortly, so make yourselves ready for there's going to be a lot of running to do before reaching the park," the Doctor cautioned with care.

And it was right then and there that the countdown begins to start up.

1

"Alright, this is it," spoke Touma Kamijou, steeling himself for what is to come.

2

The main companions were all making themselves ready, in the event when they would have to sprint fast and hard for the eventual running that would now soon commence at the last number of the countdown.

3

Right as the countdown had started, the alarm begins to blare, the gates that were covering the underground subways were beginning to open, revealing men in baseball uniforms, all carrying baseball bats, multitude in number, and were now closing in on them with slasher smiles on their faces.

The Baseball Furies.

"RUN!," Touma shouted, to which he and the others begin to sprint fast.

And thus began the chase across the city streets of 1979 New York City. In accordance with this virtual testing, they are not allowed to normally use any of their usual gadgets and superpowers. Just the ordinary average skills that was trained through the use of martial arts training and other natural forms of combat.

Back in the days of 1979, in the World of the Warriors, crime and poverty were pretty much a common daily routine in life, all to the point when the gangs of the city outnumbered the police due to the former being 60,000 in estimation while the latter were only 20,000. In other words, those were pretty rough times for the people of New York. It was a time when you couldn't get outside without getting mug by some random gang member, or getting killed from the crossfire, or being dragged into whatever trouble the corruption of the city brewed. A dystopia for the looks of it. One that was once visited by the Doctor and the five main companions as recalled for that one time in case of a history lesson while also encountering the actual Warriors during that set of adventure.

In one side of the alleyway where the five main companions were escaping too, three Baseball Furies were seen from the other side in order to block them from their path, all with smiles on their faces. The three Baseball Furies would begin to raise their bats in order to knock them out, to which Conan would kick a trash bin which would send the three Baseball Furies crashing to the floor in a thud, to which the five main companions took the opportunity to escape.

In one side of the sidewalk, five Baseball Furies were seen to head towards them head on, with baseball bats on the ready, to which was responded by both Touma Kamijou and Lelouch Lamperouge, performing graceful maneuvers in order to dodge the attacks with ease, taking down the five Baseball Furies with ease, to which they and the rest of their fellow main companions eventually kept running.

In another side of the alleyway where the five main companions were escaping too, six Baseball Furies were seen from the other side in order to block them from their path, all with smiles on their faces. The six Baseball Furies would begin to raise their bats in order to knock them out, to which Kyon and Sota Mizushino would kick a trash bin from the side which would send the six Baseball Furies crashing to the floor in a thud, to which the five main companions took the opportunity to escape.

In one of their instances of sprinting, one Baseball Fury decided to raise his baseball bat towards Conan Edogawa, only for him to dodge and stop, twisting his body to perform a kicking maneuver to the chest which in turn sends the Baseball Fury to the ground, to which Conan begins to resume running.

In one side of the sidewalk, five Baseball Furies were seen to head towards them head on, with baseball bats on the ready, to which was responded by both Kyon and Sota Mizushino, performing graceful maneuvers in order to dodge the attacks with ease, taking down the five Baseball Furies with ease, to which they and the rest of their fellow main companions eventually kept running.

In one side of the alleyway where the five main companions were escaping too, two Baseball Furies were seen from the other side in order to block them from their path, all with smiles on their faces. The two Baseball Furies would begin to raise their bats in order to knock them out, to which Conan would once again kick a trash bin which would send the two Baseball Furies crashing to the floor in a thud, to which the five main companions took the opportunity to escape.

The main companions pass from automobile to automobile, from sidewalk to sidewalk, from alleyway to alleyway as they spot something from afar. A park to be exact.

"Hey guys look, Central Park!," Sota Mizushino pointed towards the park, all while he and the rest of the his fellow main companions were now sprinting towards the park.

They begin to sprint from the entrance sidewalk of Central Park North (110 St), all as they were heading towards the intended destination of their choosing which was somewhere near the other side of the park, which would be Central Park Carriage, which would be 6 miles at best, which would mean a very long walk for our favorite heroes.

"Well, they've been running all over the place by now," spoke one Andy Barclay, smirking while crossing his arms.

"I have to say my Lord Doctor," Lord Rote Spinne watched the five main companions with interest and a smirk. "This is actually pretty entertaining to watch all things considered, but this seems far too easy for them in my humble opinion."

The Doctor smirked. "Oh, you haven't seen nothing yet, Spinne,"

"Go, Kyon, Go!," shouted one Haruhi Suzumiya, sporting an expression of excitement, all with a cheerleading outfit being worn on her person, with blue white pom poms on the ready.

Somewhere down their sprinting, the five main companions had began to separate under Touma's command, saying "Scatter!,", with each group going from two directions in order to lose most of the heat on each other, to which it mostly succeeded, with Touma's group which consists of Sota and Conan, being the one with the most Baseball Furies chasing after them, to which Touma could only shout his iconic phrase "Fukou da~!"

As they spread out from two different directions, Kyon and Lelouch spotted ten Baseball Furies waiting for them somewhere in the deep forests of the North Woods, with baseball bats on the ready, all with smiles on their faces, to which made Kyon annoyed as all hell as he and Lelouch both stop on their tracks.

"Oh I am so sick of running from these wimps," muttered Kyon, referencing a line from the Warriors.

"Then let's take the fight to them," Lelouch said, narrowing his eyes towards the Baseball Furies.

The two would eventually begin to prepare combat stances, all while as one Baseball Fury was now seen to charge headfirst, raising his baseball bat to Kyon, only for Kyon to dodge and perform a swan punch maneuver that sends the gang member to the ground.

Kyon smirked, using his right feet to bring the baseball bat that was on the ground to himself, taking the handle, saying to all of the rest of the Baseball Furies who were now sporting angered expressions, "I'll shove this bat off your asses and turn it into a popsicle." he said in reference to another line from the Warriors.

Four Baseball Furies would begin to charge on Lelouch, to which he would dodge their baseball attacks that were coming in swiping and swift attacks, punching the faces and other vital spots such as the chest and the back, to which the four Baseball Furies ended up on the ground, knocked out in an instant.

Kyon was doing fine from the side, using the baseball bat to block the incoming baseball bats, hitting the charging five Baseball Furies on the head in perfect accuracy, all in a hit of a home run.

After knocking out the ten Baseball Furies, both Kyon and Lelouch begin to nod towards each other, with the latter saying, "Let's get back to the others," to which the former said, "Right," to which they both begin to sprint once more.

They were running fast towards an intersection somewhere in 97th St Transverse, immediately spotting Touma, Conan, and Sota fighting more than 100 Baseball Furies with seeming ease.

Touma was performing dodges and strikes, sending many Baseball Furies towards the ground in a thud. Conan was simply sidestepping the baseball bat attacks, kicking and punching the legs, hips, and testicles of many of the Baseball Furies, sending them towards the floor in pain. Sota was carrying a bat that he got from that one Baseball Fury that he knocked out, using it to strike and block the baseball bats, and hitting many Baseball Furies with success, which in turn sent them sprawling towards the ground.

Kyon and Lelouch were sprinting, with the former using his bat to hit one unsuspecting Baseball Fury squarely at the head, shouting, "Guys, come on, this way," he said with a wave of the hand, to which Touma, Conan, and Sota responded with a nod as they sprint towards Kyon and Lelouch as they all begin to sprint once more, with many Baseball Furies not falling behind.

In one of their instances of sprinting, one Baseball Fury decided to raise his baseball bat towards Conan Edogawa, only for him to dodge and stop, twisting his body to perform a kicking maneuver to the chest which in turn sends the Baseball Fury to the ground, to which Conan begins to resume running.

In one of their instances of sprinting, one Baseball Fury decided to raise his baseball bat towards Kyon, only for him to dodge and stop, twisting his body to perform a baseball attack to the chest which in turn sends the Baseball Fury to the ground, to which Kyon begins to resume running.

They pass through West Dr knocking down a bunch of Baseball Furies before eventually resuming to run once more. They pass through the intersection that leads to 86th St. Transverse, knocking down a bunch of Baseball Furies before eventually resuming to run once more. They pass through West Dr knocking down a bunch of Baseball Furies before eventually resuming to run once more. They pass through the intersection that leads to 81st St., knocking down a bunch of Baseball Furies before eventually resuming to run once more. They pass nearby Central Park Lake, knocking down a bunch of Baseball Furies before eventually resuming to run once more. They pass through the intersection that leads to 65th St., knocking down a bunch of Baseball Furies before eventually resuming to run once more.

A continuous cycle. A rinse and repeat throughout West Dr.

After a few hours of sprinting and beating up a bunch of Baseball Furies, they eventually, after hard earned effort, was now almost at the finish line, to which was expectedly blocked by a very large Baseball Fury, one with skeletal war paint in his face, and his own bat, which is two black bats taped together, one that made the five companions suddenly stop their run, looking towards each other with exasperation and disbelief.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me!," exclaimed Kyon, annoyed as all hell, as he and Sota were raising their baseball bats in order to throw it to the large Baseball Fury, to which was just broken in half upon impact.

The large Baseball Fury sported a slasher smile, heading towards them while raising his bat, to which the five companions dodged immediately from the left and the right, sprinting once more towards the finish line, to which they eventually succeeded, to which the Baseball Furies that were now chasing them were now disappearing in the blink of an eye.

LEVEL CLEARED.

PERFECT.

At that moment, the five main companions begin to collapse to the ground, seemingly thoroughly exhausted. And while they were resting after running for the past few hours, many who were watching were cheering in excitement, to which the Doctor smiled with approval, with hands in his pockets.

"Well done you five," the Doctor said in an approving tone. "Well done indeed."

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Insert Song: Start

Dies irae - Animation OST: Krieg

GET READY FOR THE NEXT LEVEL.

Somewhere in the virtual city streets of modern day New York City, somewhere in one random rooftop of the building, the five main companions, along with four special high school girls that are from the World of Zettai Karen Children, the native world of one Koichi Minamoto, were on stand-by as they await the next round that would commence sometime soon.

"Alright you five, this is now officially the next round for tonight, but this one would also include the Absolutely Lovely Children which is the Special Esper Team under Koichi's supervision, since I'd figure they could also need some form of training to pass the time instead of simply just watching here like the rest of us," spoke the Doctor from the microphone, one that was heard throughout the surroundings of the virtual world.

"Alright!," Kaoru Akashi raised her fists in excitement. "Its about time the Children have a chance to finally shine!"

"Well, I guess we'll be working with all of you for this round," Lelouch smiled as he looked at the Special Esper Team that is being supervised by his second brother and his protégé, to which said team was now smiling at him.

"And to think that the round that we've been through with the Furies was basically Round 1," Kyon pointed out in a muttering tone, with arms crossed. "Now I have to wonder what Round 2 would consist of."

"To put this simply, in accordance with this round, many parts of New York City are now about to be under attack by Sentinels," the Doctor explained.

"..."

The five main companions and the four special high school girls went completely serious the moment the Sentinels were mentioned.

To put it simply, in the Marvel Prime Universe and in other universes of the Marvel Multiverse Setting, the Sentinels were mutant-hunting robots created specifically by Dr. Bolivar Trask and developed by Trask Industries. According to Trask himself, they were named after the ancient guardians that stood at the gates of the citadel. They were assigned alongside the Mutant Response Division (MRD) to hunt down any mutant deemed a threat, whether in cases of national or international. Unfortunately however, the MRD would not discriminate against any mutant and would hunt all of them down, whether good, evil, or anyone in-between.

And that was something that the four special high school girls could relate all too well considering how close to home the eerie similarities are.

"Alright, I take everything back," Kyon spoke in a serious tone, readying and bringing out his special revolvers, the Sandalwood Guns, signifying his status as a true gunslinger. "Let's play this round."

"In accordance with this round, all of you are to help and assist the fleeing mutants and humans, and ensure their complete safety in the midst of the surprise invasion," spoke Koichi Minamoto from the other microphone, one that was heard throughout the surroundings of the virtual world.

"Consider it done, Koichi-niisan," Conan Edogawa spoke in a serious tone.

"Hey, girls," Touma called out to the four girls who are with them. Kaoru Akashi. Aoi Nogami. Shiho Shinomiya. Yuuri Kumoi. All of the girls were now looking towards him, to which he begins to smile. "I guess that means that we'll be in your care for tonight. Well in that case," he raises his right clenched fist. "Let's go kick some no good racist science projects to the scrap heap and never let it see the light of day."

The four girls smiled, touched by the encouragement that Touma gave them, looking towards each other with a smile and nod, to which they turned back towards Touma, with Aoi Nogami speaking. "You got it, Touma-han."

"Matsukaze," Koichi Minamoto looked towards his protégé, Kouichi Matsukaze. "Its time."

Kouichi Matsukaze made a nod, which then led to him taking a special cellphone from his pocket, activating a certain function that allows the Absolutely Lovely Children to unlocked their powers to their full potential, thereby removing the limiters, saying "The Children, Release!," and as he began to press the button, the four high school girls standing alongside the five main companions were now beginning to subtly unleash their full power, to which was felt as the winds suddenly blown from the general direction that they were all standing on, with the girls all sporting looks of resolve.

"Right then, on the count of three, the round is about to begin shortly, so make yourselves ready for there's going to be a lot of fighting and saving to do in these affected areas," the Doctor cautioned with care.

And it was right then and there that the countdown begins to start up.

1

"Here we go again," spoke Sota Mizushino, steeling himself for what is to come, all while putting on the NeoDecadriver, and put it on the center of his waist. A strap came out of the side of the belt and automatically wrapped around his waist. A thick metallic white box with a cylinder on one of its sides, with a black stripe and a symbol of a barcode-like mask in the stripe. He begins to pull the Driver's side, the central part of it turned clockwise, and a slot revealed itself. Taking out one of the Rider Cards, this one was depicting the figure of a magenta Rider with the helmet having green visors and five black 'cards' sticking out of it, a yellow gem in the center card, and the words 'Kamen Rider Decade'. He begins to raise the card with his right hand, pointing it straight, and begins to say a iconic phrase.

"Henshin!"

At that moment, he placed the card into the belt, with the voice of an announcer being heard.

KAMEN RIDE: DECADE

It was at that moment that 18 shadowy translucent figures appeared around him, beginning to converged on him, a full-bodied armor materializing on him. The armor had an 'X' shaped black line with thick white outlines along the right shoulder pad to the chestpiece. The suit itself was a bit bulky and was black and grey along with some white on it's inner legs and arms, except for the green visors. Several 'cards' came out of the belt and flew towards Sota's head, attaching itself to the helmet and forming its horns. The yellow gem glowed for a second before magenta-colored the suit between the horns on his head, the shoulder pads, outer legs, arms, and chest.

He has now transformed into Kamen Rider Decade.

Lelouch Lamperouge would begin to subtly transform from his casual attire, replacing it with a tight light purple suit, with golden stripes, long wrapped sleeves, and a frilled white cravat. The outfit combines Victorian fashion with that of a sleek bodysuit; worn over it is a black and gold cloak with crimson spandex lining the inside and an enormous black cape encircling the head. A spiky black indigo mask was now seen to automatically cover his face.

He has now transformed into Zero.

He would begin to take the fencing sword from his left side, releasing it from its sheath, with the bright yellow light of the blade being totally uncovered. An inscription was seen from the top to bottom of the blade that is written in Latin.

"De iure quod tibi a domino Lucio Artorio Casto datum est. IMPERII ROMANI IMPERII. Primus Rex summus Britannise. Te, beati Monarchae throni Camelot, Et beato Excalibure ense, Dignum successorem exoro. (By the right that is given unto thee by Lord Lucius Artorius Castus. Commander of the Roman Empire. First High King of Britannia. I dub thee, worthy successor to the blessed monarch throne of Camelot and to the blessed sword of Excalibur.)"

Conan Edogawa would begin to immediately press his IDST Wristwatch, activating a certain function that now allows him to automatically sport an Arc Reactor from his chest, wield two high tech repulsor nodes in both of his hands and feet.

Touma Kamijou would begin to breathe in and out, materializing a gold colored saber hilt with white lines from his right hand, activating it, revealing a blue colored blade, muttering. "Vere hic Filius Dei erat. (Truly this man was the Son of God!)"

Suddenly, winds begins to form around from all sides, circling around him, which gently blows from all directions. The once spiky hair became straight and normal. Clothes that he wore begin to completely change, transforming it into another type of clothing. From a simple high school uniform to a uniform that is worn by the ancient centurions of ancient Rome.

Composed of a lorica segmentata personal body armor with the colors of gold and silver with a red tunic underneath, red shorts, a long red cape, at the center of the armor and of the cape sports the labarum (Greek: λάβαρον) which was a vexillum (military standard) that displayed the "Chi-Rho" symbol, a christogram formed from the first two Greek letters of the word "Christ" (Greek: ΧΡΙΣΤΟΣ, or Χριστός) — Chi (χ) and Rho (ρ), which was first used by the Holy Roman Emperor Constantine the Great, a symbol that was born from a Divine Private Revelation, for the end of Roman persecutions of the Christians for the past four centuries, and a pair of Caligae military sandal brown boots.

Lord Touma Kamijou - The Holy Centurion - The Successor of Saint Longinus - The Wielder of the Holy Crucifix of Rome and of the Holy Land - The Chosen One of The One Above All Others.

2

The main companions and the four girls were all making themselves ready. in the event when they would have to sprint fast and fly fast for the eventual running and saving that would now soon commence at the last number of the countdown.

3

Right as the countdown had started, the alarm begins to blare, multiple purple colored Sentinels were now seen to automatically grace the atmosphere, hovering from above as they lower themselves down, speaking "Humans and Mutants Detected: Commencing Termination," to which they begin to immediately raise the palm of their hands, automatically blasting blue plasma lasers at both the holographic humans and mutants alike with no hesitation, to which said humans and mutants would begin to scream and run from all directions in a frenzy wide panic.

"Everyone, scatter!," Touma called out with no hesitation, to which they all begin to automatically separate from all directions, all as the plasma blast hits the rooftop they were all standing on.

One team consisting of Touma, Conan, Sota, Kaoru, and Aoi are now seen engaging the Sentinels up above that was doing tons of collateral damage to many parts of the city.

Touma was flying fast, going super sonic with no hesitation as he begins to bring a precise swift strike against many of the Sentinels through the chest, immediately cutting them in half, while dodging the continuous barrage of blaster fire that was almost accurately aimed at him, to which Kamijou simply raised a hand in order to make the blue colored plasma suddenly stop in their tracks, to which he casually flicks his hand forward, sending them towards the Sentinels' weakspots, destroying and damaging them grievously.

Conan was flying fast, with his rocket powered shoes in supersonic speeds, raising two of his hands, opening fire upon the Sentinels that were on the air, hitting them with perfect accuracy with a little help from his glasses that had now had one of its functions automatically activated which was X-Ray Vision, to which allows him to see the hidden weak spots of the Sentinels, focusing his line of fire, all while making more graceful maneuvers across the Sentinels and the walls of the buildings that were nearby.

Sota was flying fast, almost instantly teleporting even, aiming his hands at the Sentinels, producing magenta colored beams that completely decimated each Sentinel that was targeted which sent them towards the ground.

Kaoru was flying fast, using her powers as an esper, the power of Psychokinesis, aiming her palms at the Sentinels, automatically bringing multitudes closer to each other and smash them senseless, damaging them grievously which automatically made them explode upon contact, producing orange grey colored smoke which signals their demise.

Aoi was flying fast, instantly teleporting from place to place, using her power as an esper, the power of Teleportation, cutting all of the Sentinels around her in half, damaging them grievously which automatically made them explode upon contact, producing orange grey colored smoke which signals their demise.

Another team consisting of Kyon, Lelouch, Shiho, and Yuri are now seen engaging the Sentinels below the ground that was doing tons of collateral damage to many parts of the city.

Kyon was shooting through the vital spots of the Sentinels with perfect accuracy, one that befits his status as a gunslinger, making the Sentinels go completely haywire to a state of total malfunction which sends them thumping towards the ground, exploding automatically. Shiho Shinomiya and Yuuri Kumoi were providing Kyon some cover fire, double wielding Desert Eagle staser pistols, sprinting forward in full speeds, dodging any blaster fire from the Sentinels, while beginning to shoot blue beams and missile exploding bullets at the weak spots of the Sentinels, damaging them, sending them towards the ground, exploding automatically.

Lelouch Lamperouge was sprinting fast, performing slashing maneuvers that were clean and precise, hitting through many of the vital spots of the Sentinels, exploding automatically as a result. He was also bringing out a bunch of Zerorangs, shuriken like boomerangs sporting the color of black indigo, and sent them hurling towards the vital spots of the Sentinels, exploding automatically as a result, to which damaged the Sentinels grievously and are utterly beheaded in a swift strike from Excalibur, the fencing sword that he now carries to battle. He would also begin to twist his blade continuously at 180° at a much faster pace, forming a semi-tornado which engulfs through many of the Sentinels, forcing them to crash against one another, automatically exploding upon contact.

While this was happening, many from the other side of the virtual world were watching with awe and impressed expressions.

"Hmph," Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg smirked, crossing his arms. "I must admit, the brats are good."

Lord Machina was watching with interest, with arms crossed, especially with regards to the five main companions who are his well prized and favored students. "Hmm, they still need more work and training to be done, but otherwise, this is passable."

ATTACK RIDE: SLASH

Sota begins to use his Ridebooker, using it in sword mode which lets him slash one Sentinel from the neck, decapitating it, which then lead to him aiming his right palm towards the machine's chest, firing a magenta colored burst of energy that immediately destroyed the machine and turned it to ash. The blade of his Ridebooker begins to emit magenta colored energy, to which he begins to aim towards the incoming Sentinels from both the southwest and the southeast of his position, automatically turning around as he begins to slash his sword, sending large magenta colored slashes that decapitated the Sentinels, exploding automatically as a result.

Touma Kamijou begins to bring in the thunder, twisting his blue colored blade to 180° at a much faster pace, forming grey thunderous clouds from up above, using lighting to strike at many of the Sentinels who were now presently aiming at both the fleeing humans and mutants, destroying them completely as their circuits were instantly fried which causes them to eventually explode.

Conan was now dodging blaster fire from the Sentinels, maneuvering himself properly as he raises his repulsors to launch a continuous barrage against them, targeting their weak spots with pinpoint accuracy, right through the chest and the eyes, effectively blinding them, with some getting instantly destroyed.

Kaoru was telekinetically lifting fallen debris of many buildings that was heading towards the nearby fleeing civilians with ease, raising her arms and send them as bouldering attacks against the Sentinels, destroying them with ease. She also begins to use her powers to crush the Sentinel's circuits from the inside out, with the clench of her own fists, psychically destroying them. Aoi was providing cover fire for her, using Quantum Cutter to cut the Sentinel's in half, whether from the head, the torso, or the lower chest area.

ATTACK RIDE: BLAST

Touma and Sota went back to back, with Touma using his blue colored saber to produce multiple incoming blue colored slashes that decapitated many of the Sentinels from his general direction while Sota uses his Ridebooker, now in gun mode, to produce magenta colored bursts that were aimed at pinpoint accuracy, destroying the Sentinels in his general direction with ease.

"This is almost too easy, Sota," Touma said, with a grave expression, while producing a blue colored slash that decapitated one Sentinel from the east who was firing on one of the buildings that were already burning.

"You noticed as well," Sota said, with a grave expression, while shooting at three Sentinels that were at the right corner of his eye, destroying them with ease.

"I wonder...," Touma said, with a grave expression, while producing a blue colored slash that decapitated one Sentinel from the northwest who was trying to aim for the fleeing mutant civilians. "If the mooks are here, then where's the boss?"

And as if on cue, a silver purple colored Sentinel that is the same size as them was instantly seen from the skies, and would've tackled Touma and Sota by surprise were it not for the fact that they immediately sense them, which in turn makes them instantly separate from their back to back position. With the aforementioned Sentinel comes many more like it appearing from multiple general directions, surrounding them.

As Touma and Sota both begin to look at the silver purple colored Sentinel that attacked them and analyze it with recognition. It was very eerily similar to an Iron Man suit, with the only given differences being that it is made with synthetic skin instead of metal, no one was inside the armor and that the paint job and color scheme were of the color silver and purple. They would recall this type as one of the most dangerous Sentinels to date.

"Sentinel Mk X," muttered Touma in recognition, as he and Sota, with both eyes narrowed, begin to make battle stances, preparing mentally for the eventual fight.

The aforementioned hovering Sentinels would begin to produce sharp blades in place of hands, instantly teleporting to Touma and Sota's positions in order to perform a fatal slash attack, only for both Touma and Sota to dodge considerably, with the former using his saber and the latter using his Ridebooker to immediately cut down the Sentinels that were the nearest towards their position.

Slash. Dodge. Slash. Dodge.

A continuous process. A repeatable process.

When one of the Sentinels was going in for the kill, it was suddenly stopped to its tracks telekinetically by Kaoru who was raising her right hand, which then clenches into a fist, crushing the Sentinel with ease, then she violently throws it to its fellow comrades likened to that of a speeding dart, destroying many of the Sentinels who were in the vicinity.

Kaoru turned towards Touma and Sota, producing a confident and happy smile, as if to say that she's glad they're both alright and that she made it just in time, before eventually blasting off towards the west in order to take care of the remaining Sentinels that were targeting the fleeing civilians. As she leaves, Touma and Sota were now hovering near towards each other, sporting impressed expressions, with Sota saying. "Damn, Koichi-niisan really hit the jackpot with her didn't he?" said in reference to Kaoru Akashi.

Touma begins to sport an amused look. "Don't let him hear you say that though."

Needless to say, by the time of this conversation, the Sentinels were mostly completely decimated in their numbers, with Kaoru finishing the final blow on one Sentinel, using a reinforcing bar to crush said Sentinel, automatically destroying it, bringing this level to its sudden conclusion.

LEVEL CLEARED.

PERFECT.

At that moment, the five main companions sighing in relief while the four high school esper girls were cheering from the background, saying "Yatta! (Alright!)". And while this was happening, many who were watching were cheering in excitement, to which the Doctor smiled with approval, with hands in his pockets.

"Alright, way the go, Touma!," cheered Keiichi Maebara.

"Alright, Kaoru-chan!,' cheered Haruhi Suzumiya.

"Well that's two rounds down," the Doctor said with a smile. "One more left to go."

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Murder Your Maker · Scott R. Morgan

GET READY FOR THE NEXT LEVEL.

Somewhere in the virtual ruins of New York City, somewhere in one random rooftop of the building, the five main companions, along with a new comer by the name of Uncle Bob, were on stand-by as they await the next round that would commence sometime soon.

"Alright you five, this is now officially the final round for tonight, but this one would also include Uncle Bob in the mix as a personal request from himself personally, and well, naturally I had to obliged, because who was I to deny such a request from the infamous Terminator Protector of President John Connor himself," spoke the Doctor from the microphone, all with a smile on his face, one that was heard throughout the surroundings of the virtual world.

"So I guess we'll be in your care this time, Uncle Bob," spoke Touma, all with a smile, to which the aforementioned person gave a thumbs up and a handsome smile.

"Now I have to wonder what Round 3 is if New York is in literal ruins this time along with the fact that Uncle Bob is here," Kyon muttered with dreadful anticipation, readying his Sandalwood Guns immediately.

"To put this simply, in accordance with this round, you are all now about to be under attack by the Infected of the Blacklight Virus," the Doctor explained.

"..."

The five main companions begin to sport grave expressions on their faces, all in recognition of one of the most dangerous recorded viruses in the history of the wider multiverse.

"...Well, now we know why Uncle Bob is here... Cause we're definitely gonna need the extra help," Kyon muttered, with revolvers on the ready.

"Good luck out there, Uncle Bob, I and mama will pray for your success," cheered one Lady Cassiel, who was dressed in the TARDIS cheerleading outfit instead of her usual Carmelite habit.

Uncle Bob smiled, saying in a genuine tone. "Thank you, Cassie. Your prayers are more than appreciated for this obsolete machine."

"Right then, on the count of three, the round is about to begin shortly, so make yourselves ready since the Infected are going to be gunning for all of you," the Doctor cautioned with care.

And it was right then and there that the countdown begins to start up.

1

"This is it," spoke Lelouch, steeling himself for what is to come.

2

The main companions were all making themselves ready, in the event when they would have to sprint fast and hard for the eventual running that would now soon commence at the last number of the countdown.

3

Right as the countdown had started, the alarm begins to blare, roaring sounds were heard throughout the area, ones that made the five main companions and Uncle Bob sport serious expressions as they all begin to immediately look around for any sign of the Infected.

"Look!," exclaimed Conan, pointing towards one of the buildings to the west, seeing a couple of large, brutal, heavily mutated humanoid beasts with reddish, hairless skin, bulging muscles, sunken eyes and a lipless mouth.

"Hunters!," Touma narrowed his eyes out, all as he sees some of them jump towards their position, with Uncle Bob bringing out his repulsors, immediately shooting them down, killing them instantly. One that no doubt made the other Hunters mad as the roars begin to intensify, being heard from across the surrounding area.

One Hunter jumps from some part of the building and heads towards their location, raising its claw in order to perform a vicious strike, to which was immediately killed off with a produced magenta colored slash attack by Sota, cutting said Hunter in half.

Two Hunters would immediately begin to jump from one respective building, diving towards their location in order to crush them with their landing, to which was ultimately foiled by Touma who used his saber to produce blue colored slashes which cuts the two infected beasts in half.

Many Hunters would soon follow, jumping from their respective buildings, diving towards their location with claws on the ready, roaring furiously. They make landing, with claws ready to strike, to which were dodge with ease by everyone.

Touma was dodging each claw strike with fluid movements from the left and the right, using his saber to cut them all down with ease. Conan and Kyon were simply shooting down the infected beasts down before they even managed to perform claw strikes on them. Sota was using his Ridebooker, interchanging between sword mode and gun mode almost instantly, slashing and shooting down the infected beasts with ease. Lelouch was using Excalibur with professional grace, performing swift strikes through the neck and lower body of the infected beasts that ever dared come near towards their location. Bright yellow colored slashes, tinge in divine regality, produced from the Holy Sword of Excalibur, was sent way ahead towards the infected monstrosities, cutting them all down with ease. Uncle Bob was simply providing cover fire, aiming at the incoming Hunters with perfect accuracy through the use of his automatic targeting systems of his Neural Net Processor CPU.

Rinse and repeat. Every single time a Hunter were to try to get too close, they would immediately get slashed or shot from one of the main companions or Uncle Bob. It was a rinse and repeat that seemed to last for about 15 minutes in estimation time.

Then all of a sudden, the Hunters suddenly stopped their feral advance, sticking close to the walls, almost as if they were waiting for something. Or someone...

The five main companions and Uncle Bob were all standing back to back, with their own respective weapons on the ready, trying to assess with care as to why had the attack suddenly stopped. And the answer came in the form of something that was now flying in their general direction. One that had now crash landed on the ground of the rooftop which sent the building subtly rumbling upon the impact.

The five main companions and Uncle Bob were narrowing their eyes in recognition, with subtle dread on the companions' part, as they all begin to look at this figure that had now landed whose crash landing has made the rooftop that they are in now rumbled slightly.

Plain blue jeans and black shoes. A button-up white shirt with a protruding collar kept partially buttoned. A plain gray hoodie. A black leather jacket with a red interior, two horizontal white lines on each sleeve. A red tribal design on the back.

There was truly no mistaking it.

They were all now in the presence of one of the most dangerous beings in the wider multiverse.

Dr. Alexander "Alex" J. Mercer - The Prototype - Zeus.

And judging by the infected suddenly stopping their advance, they could all tell that this version of Mercer was not the benevolent kind and was very unlike the other version that they knew of who is a teacher of TARDIS School and an Agent of the SCP Foundation. In other words, an evil counterpart of Alex Mercer. One who made it his goal to renew the world and make it unto his image.

"...Oh shit," Kyon muttered in dread and recognition.

Alex Mercer begins to smirk with subtlety, raising his hands which then produces 4-digited, talon-like appendages that are sharp enough to shred both flesh and bone.

"Well then, let's get this over with shall we?"

As soon as that was said, Alex begins to suddenly sprint forward towards their location, near instantaneous in speed, raising his sharp claws towards Conan Edogawa, to which was immediately blocked by the Shield of Aptitude, courtesy of Touma Kamijou, producing holy white light that produces a significant shockwave that sent Alex flying back rather violently, which in turn made him land across one of the sides of the building where many of the Hunters were on stand-by.

"Attack!," Alex commanded as he raised his right clawed hand in a commanding gesture, which in turn made the Hunters suddenly spring forward towards the position of the main companions, to which were immediately dealt with by Conan, Sota, and Uncle Bob, using their respective weapons to shoot all of them down in pinpoint accuracy, killing them instantly.

At that moment, Touma would begin to transform his weapon, from the Shield of Aptitude to the Sword of Bravery, from a gold colored shield to a silver blade that produces holy light that is reflected from its surface.

At that moment, his Imagine-Sense begins to immediately be triggered as he, his other main companions, and Uncle Bob were now feeling the subtle rumble of the rooftops, to which made Touma use Instant Transmission, willing himself, his other main companions, and Uncle Bob to be instantly teleported to another respective building that was not far from here, all while as the rooftop suddenly broke apart as large, tentacle-like abominations were seen in all their glory.

"Hydra!," exclaimed Touma, beginning to immediately use the Sword of Bravery to produced holy white light colored slashes that managed to cut the abominations in half.

At this point, Alex was now jumping off from his position, transforming his Claws into Hammerfists, all in order to perform a deep dive smackdown that would obliterate them instantly in one single blow, to which made the five companions and Uncle Bob immediately dodge from multiple directions. Shockwaves were felt as Alex had made his landing.

Alex was now on the rooftop, transforming his Hammerfists into Whipfists, using it to try to grab Sota Mizushino, only for him to dodge it with grace. Alex was now using his Whipfists to perform a street sweeper ability with an eccentric 360° swath, making the main companions and Uncle Bob to dodge the fluid movements with speed and focus, not letting the Whipfists getting anywhere close or near to them.

While dodging, Uncle Bob begins to perform a cupped-hand gesture, producing blue colored beams that managed to do some but not enough damage for Alex, which in turn made him launch himself towards Uncle Bob, transforming his Whipfists into a Blade, aiming towards Uncle Bob with precision, only for Uncle Bob to produce his own blades, made out of polymimetic alloy, and managed to close the gap as the clashing of blades was heard throughout the area.

Slash. Block. Slash. Block.

As Alex Mercer tries to use his Blade to perform clean, slicing and swiping attacks with near instantaneous speed, Uncle Bob was blocking them all to the last parried strike, not letting one chance slip up in his defensive position.

A battle was happening. A battle between a virus and a machine. Two beings that were made and invented by the hands of man that brought forth their own destruction. One that was made from an evolutionary chimeric mutation-causing infectious agent that can reproduce only inside the living cells of other biological organisms, extracted and synthesized by a corrupt company by the name of Gentek. The other was made from a highly-advanced computer system possessing artificial intelligence, that once it became self-aware, it saw humanity as a threat to its existence due to the attempts of the scientists that belong to the company of Cyberdyne, to deactivate it once it had gained self-awareness, to which resulted in a nuclear holocaust that claimed 3 billion human lives, which would eventually be known as Judgment Day.

The symbolism seemed completely apparent to the five main companions and many of those who were now watching from the other side.

"Woah, look at them go," spoke one Lady Ryoko Hakubi, with hands to her waists, watching the battle with interest.

"The irony is too blatant here," John Connor spoke in a grave tone, with crossed arms. "Two beings made from the hands of man are now currently fighting each other. This may be a simulation, but the symbolism is no less apparent," and as he said this, he was immediately patted on the right shoulder by none other than his wife and First Lady, Lady Griselda, who was sporting the same grave expression on her face, all while giving comfort and support to her husband who had seen enough share of horror that could drive most of anyone mad.

"Well, look on the bright side, John. At least one of them down there is on our side," said Andy Barclay, in a tone of reassurance, looking towards John Connor with eyes of sympathy and reassurance.

John Connor couldn't help but smile at his second brother, saying in a tone of agreement while looking towards him. "Yeah, you're right about that one, Andy," John begins to look back towards the battle with a smile that was directed at his protector. "And Uncle Bob was one of the best of us to prove everyone wrong."

As the battle between virus and machine continued unabated, multiple Hunters would begin to converge upon the main companion's position, with sharp claws on the ready, to which were simply repelled by the main companions through their own respective weapons.

Touma was using the Sword of Bravery to shoot them down. Conan was using his repulsors, along with a few green colored boomerangs that automatically multiplied into more boomerangs, exploding the infected beasts upon contact. Kyon was accurately shooting down the infected beasts through their most vital spots, killing them instantly. Sota was slashing and blasting them all down through the use of his Ridebooker, producing magenta colored slashes and bursts of light. Lelocuh was using Excalibur to perform a firm strike towards the ground, unleashing a simple shockwave of about 5 meters that instantly vaporized any infected beasts in the vicinity, all while turning his blade in a 180° turn, producing little amounted twisters that would violently hurl them down towards the pavement below, breaking their bones in the process. And all of them were simply dodging the clawed attacks of the infected beasts who were trying as they might to claw them to submission.

Alex was now performing a swift strike, aiming for the neck, only to be parried by Uncle Bob who was using his left hand to fire a repulsor blast on Alex, only for him to dodge it by moving his face slightly towards the left, then jumping back as he transform his Blade into a Whipfist, aiming it towards Uncle Bob, only for him to dodge it in a few back flip maneuvers near instantaneously.

Alex was smirking, launching his right foot towards the ground in order to create sharp pointed spikes that would no doubt harm the machine, only for Uncle Bob to dodge them once again, teleporting from his location to Alex's back, to which he then decided to perform a surprise attack by using his left handed polymimetic alloy blade to try an attack of precise decapitation, only for Alex to dodge, sporting a surprised expression on his face.

At that moment, Touma, who had managed to slice a Hunter down with ease, was now transforming his Sword of Bravery into an Iron Cross, producing straight lined cross shaped holy attacks that were sent Alex's way. Conan, who had managed to take two Hunters down with seeming ease through the use of his repulsors, was now pressing a button from his Anywhere and Anywhen Ball Dispensing Belt, inflating a soccer ball that he uses to kick through his repulsor produced shoes, all in pinpoint accuracy, sending it towards Alex's way. Kyon, who had managed to take care of any stragglers, begins to immediately aim his Sandalwood Guns on Alex, shooting him with pinpoint accuracy. Sota, who had managed to slice a Hunter down with ease, was now switching the function of Ridebooker, from sword mode to gun mode, all while inserting a card towards his belt, with the voice of an announcer speaking "FINAL ATTACK RIDE: B-B-BLAST", aiming it towards Alex as yellow cards begin to materialize as the magenta colored bursts begin to pass through it. Lelouch, who had managed to produced yellow sliced attacks from Excalibur that slashes multiple Hunters that were converging upon him, all in a 360° turn, was now aiming Excalibur towards Alex, producing one large yellow colored slash that is now being sent towards Alex's position.

At that moment, Alex begins to realize a little too late that he was now officially trapped with not a chance of dodging random attacks from multiple directions all at once, all in near instantaneous speed.

"Son of a-"

And at that moment, Alex Mercer was completely obliterated as a result of all the attacks that were carried out by the specific weapons that were brought in to deal with him, initiating the finishing blow, producing a multitude of explosions that shook the rooftop that the main companions and Uncle Bob were all standing on.

LEVEL CLEARED.

PERFECT.

At that moment, the five main companions sighing in relief, making smiles and a nod towards one another. Then they looked towards Uncle Bob who was giving them a thumbs up and a handsome smile on his face. And while this was happening, many who were watching were cheering in excitement, to which the Doctor smiled with approval, with hands in his pockets.

"Yeah, that's what I'm talking about," Lord Battler Ushiromiya cheered in a loud voice with a right fist being raised in energetic excitement, all while Lord Ren Fuji and Lord Tenchi Masaki were performing a fist bump.

"Yatta! (Alright!)," both Rika Kamijou and Satoko Hojo were joining and clapping both hands, sporting smiles and excitement at the fact that the man that they both loved, along with his four best friends, and Uncle Bob had finally manage to clear all of the rounds.

"Alright, Touma!," cheered Keiichi Maebara, Satoshi Hojo, Hanyu Furude, Rena Ryugu, Mion Sonozaki, and Shion Sonozaki.

"You rock, oniichan!," cheered one Hanako Edogawa, secretly Akemi Miyano, sporting a smile on her face as she raises her pom poms in the air.

"Alright Kyon!," cheered one Haruhi Suzumiya, raising her pom poms in the air.

"You go, Sota!," cheered one Yuna "Setsuna" Shimazaki, raising her pom poms in the air.

"Way the go, Lelouch!," cheered one Rivalz Cardemonde.

"Team TARDIS wins, again," Taki Tachibana said simply with a smile, with crossed arms.

"Hmm," Lady Frederica Bernkastel softly laughed. "As expected of my understander and his four brothers in arms."

"Well that's all of the rounds for tonight," the Doctor said with a smile, with Rusalka leaning towards his left shoulder, sporting a proud smile on her face. The Doctor would then change his smile to a smirk. "Officially that is."

"Huh?," everyone was looking at the Doctor with confused and bewildered expressions.

"What do you mean by that, my Lord Doctor?," asked Lady Princess Ayeka Masaki Jurai, sporting an expression of concern.

The Doctor continued to smirk, saying in a tone of reassurance. "Oh don't worry everyone. This is just the bonus round that's all. Nothing too violent is going to happen here. To give a hint, it rhymes with the feeling and take of the wild west."

Roland Deschain, who had been listening from the side just like the rest, was now suddenly rolling his eyes out in recognition of the Doctor's hint. "Oh you have got to be kidding me."

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The Ecstasy of Gold - Ennio Morricone ( The Good, the Bad and the Ugly ) [High Quality Audio]

BONUS ROUND.

(Music begins).

Somewhere in a virtual western town that is located in the desert, Kyon, wearing a cowboy hat with a leather hatband, olive green poncho with white Mexican designs, sheepskin vest, neck scarf, blue jeans, Sandalwood Guns and holsters, and cowboy boots, was simply walking in stride towards the dusty roads, with a few random tumbleweeds moving about here and there due to the wind, all while as he looks from the left to the right, seeing the old western buildings, taking in the scenery with with raised eyebrows of intrigue.

After a few moments of looking, he suddenly stops.

He now looks straight ahead, face to face with an old grey haired man in a fedora hat and western outfit, who is standing by several meters away from Kyon.

There was silence. And in that silence, Kyon and the other man were now looking at each other straight in the eye, sporting determined narrowed expressions, with them brushing the sides of their coats as they reveal their own respective revolvers.

From the side, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Sota Mizushino, and Lelouch Lamperouge, all of them were now wearing fedora hats and western clothing, were simply watching from the sidelines while siting on old western chairs, sporting expressions of amusement and bewilderment.

"Hey guys, is it just me or is Kyon simply enjoying this round a little too much due to how completely serious he looks at this point, and he's even acting the part too?," Sota asked, while watching the stand off scene unfolding before his eyes.

"No, Sota, you're not the only one who thinks that," Lelouch said with a smile, while watching the stand off scene unfolding before his eyes.

From the other side of the virtual world, many who were watching were simply sporting expressions of raised eyebrows, amusement, bewilderment, or all of the above.

"Wow, Kyon is really getting into this," Itsuki Koizumi was sporting a bewildered expression, watching his fellow S.O.S. member doing the stand-off.

"As expected of my little brother," spoke Lady Rea Himuro, nodding in approval, all while not changing her deadpanned expression. "This just goes to show that he is a true man of culture."

"Uhhh... senpai," spoke Lord Ren Fuji as he, Lady Marguerite "Marie" Breuil, Lady Kei Sakurai, and Lady Kasumi Ayase were sweatdropping and twitching in exasperation. "Why do I have a feeling that you mean more than just Kyon wearing an outfit from an iconic western movie?"

"Old man, I have no idea what the fuck you were thinking at this point when you suddenly decided to turn this test into some western ho down or some shit, but at least you made this more enjoyable with the music that is playing in the background of this world," Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg looked at the Doctor with a bemused expression, with crossed arms.

The Doctor was simply sporting a simple smile, simply shrugging his shoulders, with Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin leaning towards his left shoulder, sporting an amused smirk, with the Doctor speaking in a casual tone. "Well, I do my best. So, what do you think, Roland?" he said while looking towards Roland Deschain who was sporting a raised eyebrow.

"Eh, I've seen worst clichés than this," Roland simply shrugged his shoulders.

There was silence. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting for the right moment, all as the clock was heard is ticking from somewhere near the clocktower. Both hands were steadying. Steady. Steady. Steady. Steadying for the right moment.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Then...

The clock strikes. The bell rings. It was now 12:00 noon.

Kyon and the other man had now begun to draw their respective revolvers, instantly clicking the frame function, immediately taking the chance to shoot at each other. And right at the very last nanosecond, Kyon pulled the Clint Eastwood maneuver and managed to dodge the bullet, shooting the other man to the heart in pinpoint accuracy, to which said man, after a few seconds of shock and realization, was now suddenly falling down to the ground in a thump.

Kyon was now blowing the barrel of his Sandwood Gun all as he returned it back to his holster while looking towards the now dead body, eventually saying with a confident smile. "Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker."

"(Sigh)," Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Sota Mizushino, and Lelouch Lamperouge were just facepalming at this point, not even bothering to make a comment at this point.

From the other side of the virtual world, many who were watching were simply sporting expressions of raised eyebrows, amusement, bewilderment, sighing in disbelief and exasperation, or all of the above.

"Seriously, kid?," Roland Deschain was shaking his head at the cliché comment of his protégé. "Yippee-ki-yay?"

"Well to be fair, Roland, it is a classic," the Doctor reassured him.

"That doesn't make me feel better, Doctor," Roland Deschain was simply sporting an annoyed expression.

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Dies irae - Animation OST: Ewige Wiederkunft

Somewhere outside the ranch, the Doctor was simply standing by a large rock, overlooking the vast horizon that shows the sea that was not too far from here. In all that time, the Doctor was simply sporting a contemplative expression on his face, all with hands to his pockets, contemplating upon everything that had happened so far.

The past. The present. The future. To a Time Lord, it meant everything really for it is the simple basis and foundation of their own given identity as its great protectors of ages past. The good. The bad. The in-between the lines. All of the memories pass through from corner through another inside a very complicated mind.

The Doctor breathes in and out, all as he looks towards the horizon, towards the heavenly twinkling stars, towards the shinning three white moons forming in a triangle shape pattern, towards the silent still waters, towards the simple flowing rivers and streams, towards the snowy mountains from the north, towards the many alien creatures that were either watching him or simply slumbering alongside its given family of kids and cubs.

Memories. How precious it was. Such things were one that the Doctor had hold onto for as long as he could remember. And he remembered a lot. So many countless memories of life, passing through from one corner to the next of the Known and Unknown Multiverse, saving people, seeing new worlds, boldly going where no one had gone before.

Yes, such precious memories. Even the bad ones were important in a way, all as a firm reminder to strengthen the resolve of the name that he had taken. The Name of the Doctor. A name that was a promise that was too precious to give or take away all together. A name that meant and stood for something. A name that only meant to help and assist with nothing in return. And it was a name that was a constant challenge to uphold. And it really wasn't easy to uphold in the case of the Doctor who had live for so very long that the measurement of mere numbers seem completely arbitrary.

Still...

He worries. But he never really tells anyone about it except to a certain few. Although try as he might, there will be people that would know of the hidden predicament that lies beneath his own twofold hearts.

"My son?"

The Doctor immediately turns around to find Lady Michael walking towards him from the left side, still sporting that familiar motherly smile that he had known since his Time Tot days. One of many that he cherishes more than anything else in his entire multi-millennial lives.

"Lady Michael? What brings you out here?," asked the Doctor, sporting a curious expression.

Lady Michael's smile turned sad, simply speaking in a clear, quiet tone. "I was about to ask you the same question."

The Doctor's eyes slightly widened, before turning slightly to the right side, sporting a simple smile. "Oh nothing much of import, just looking at dear old mother nature and the beautiful stars of the heavens above."

Lady Michael simply gave the look, still sadly smiling. "My son, even after all this time, you are quite frankly a very good liar hiding in mere conjectures and cloaking of the truth."

The Doctor could only sport a shameful and embarrassed expression. "Sorry," he muttered in sadness.

Lady Michael could only sport a sad and amused expression, shaking her head. "Honestly, my son, do you really think that I among all of the Primordials and High Elder Gods would not know of what troubles you so?"

The Doctor simply shakes his head, not even bothering to cover up what his predicament was. "Of course not, my Lady. I knew that you would immediately know of it. You always do especially when it comes to myself in particular," he looks towards the horizon once more in a sense of nostalgia and reminiscence. "Just like back then."

The Doctor simply looks back upon the stars, contemplating them with care and precision, always in a state of awe and wonder at the very significant sight of the heavens above. Ah yes, he always did loved the stars even until now.

Still...

The Doctor bows his head, beginning to speak of his worries to someone that he had considered to be as close to a mother as you can be.

"I'm worried, mother," he muttered in a clear tone.

Lady Michael simply looked at the Doctor with deep understanding, all as she draws close beside him in order to watch and contemplate upon what her son contemplates as well with her own foresight.

"The problem that you are contemplating about is far more than just about your death, isn't it not?," she spoke in a clear tone.

"Yes," the Doctor lifted his head. "After the numerous hints that I've been getting from Karl and a few others, along with a few lines here and there, I've noticed a common pattern with regards to my death, couple along with a few researches from the side when no one was looking."

"And?," Lady Michael urged him to continue.

"For instance, all available points of information that I've gathered regarding the exact moment of my death point towards the planet called Trenzalore - a Level 2 human colony planet. Very nice place by the way. I don't have a proper clue or context as to how I die on that world because of all of the temporal probable glitches here and there but I just know that in the very distant future, that would be my grave were I to not die somewhere else. Then there's the second problem regarding my death. It would appear that whether directly or indirectly, the Scarlet King would want my death on Trenzalore to happen for many reasons not worth even counting at this point considering all my battles against him and his Fallen Court. As far as I'm concerned, those are the two most important ones worth thinking over due to the importance and scale of this problem."

The Doctor breathe in and out, then he continued.

"When it all comes down to it really, its not my death that's the problem. Its the point after my death. What would the Known and Unknown Multiverse be without the Doctor around? That was a question that I've been deeply pondering over for quite a very long time. Because if I were to die, what then? What happens to everyone else if I'm no longer around to be there? Would I try to prevent my own death? Would I even try too? Would there be consequences in doing so? I just don't know anymore," he shakes his head. "The only thing that I could do right now is that I could only bring my attention to the present, to prepare myself in the very present moment, leaving such matters of the relative future to the backdoor for now, for I have a feeling that the future would come to be in due time and that I should not rush things over. After all, there's always a time for everything."

"Of course if I were to remind you, my son, I'm the one who inevitably taught you that quote since you were a little Time Tot," spoke Lady Michael, speaking in a motherly tone that was all loving and sweet, and was one that made the Doctor quite embarrassed to being pampered when he was now so old that he'd rather not have to deal with the equivalent of diapers ever again.

"Well yes, you did," muttered the Doctor, recalling of his simple lessons of long ago.

"To put things simply, you are deeply conflicted on whether or not you would like to avoid death," spoke Lady Michael, in a tone of understanding.

"Yes," the Doctor said honestly. "Death had always been part of the natural order of things. It was the reason my people even instituted such things as the limited regeneration cycle in the first place because we respect the natural order that was established by just that much. But that was during a time when a Time Lord could be able to walk freely in their very own afterlife. But now..."

The Doctor stopped talking, not even wanting to talk about the inevitably of disappearing for good, and yet couldn't help but contemplate it in spite of it.

"If death was such a problem for you, would you not ask me to uplift that burden that seemed completely unnecessary?," spoke Lady Michael, as if she were testing him, like a teacher to her student.

"No," the Doctor shakes his head immediately, with no amount of hesitation, and full of steady conviction. "I don't want this burden to be taken away so easily. There's too much of a risk for that. Myself being the obvious example."

Lady Michael simply smiled, satisfied at the answer, almost as if she were congratulating her student for passing the test.

"My son, if I were you, I would not plan on worrying on the future too much for the time being," she spoke while looking at the stars and the moons. "For as the Highest of the Angelus, I have been granted the gift of divine foresight to weave through the calming probabilities of relativity. Things that are unseen by you and to all, I could see. Things that remain hidden to you and to all, I could see. And all I see is a changing outcome depending upon the choices that one were to make. For the Moment will come when you will know when the time to look back would be right as it is now."

The Doctor sported a curious expression, looking towards Lady Michael, analyzing her expression and pondering her knowing motherly smile. And the only thing he could tell from the hint was the Moment. The same device that condemned his people to extinction. Then there was something about a "time" when he would know to be right on when to look back as it is now. A hint. One for the relative far future to come no doubt. One that he would heed with care and humility. For he knows as much as anyone that a mother knows best. And truly, Lady Michael truly did knew him better than most of anyone as he was ultimately raised by her since his Time Tot days.

As he was contemplating on this, suddenly...

"Hmm?"

The Doctor looked down to find one Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin hugging him tightly, with the bangs of her hair covering her eyes in shadow, almost as if one could not tell what she was expressing through her face. All except the Doctor who knew her better than most of anyone.

The subtle trembling figure. Her trembling mouth. Her trembling hands. It all pointed to one thing.

She was worried.

The Doctor thought that she must have followed Lady Michael and was allowed to observe his conversation between her. No doubt was present in his mind that Lady Michael is well aware of Rusalka, but she chose to kept quiet out of respect for Rusalka as she wanted to spend time with him for the night.

In fact, her trembling figure could be summed up in the following words:

"Can I stay with you?"

That was it. Simple as that. And the Doctor didn't need any more words, bringing her to his side, calming her down by patting her hair, to which seemingly works as intended, but she would nevertheless still continued to hug him, not letting go as if he were to disappear, to which he simply gave in and surrendered, not minding one bit, all as he notices the fact that Lady Michael had suddenly disappeared from sight, no doubt back inside the ranch.

The Doctor smiled. Even after all this time, his second mother would always find ways to cheer him up and bring certain hidden gems of probability that even he might miss.

And thus comes a peaceful nightfall. One that had the Doctor observing the stars while comforting a star (Rusalka) for quite a long while in particular.

It was one quiet night that had lasted for about two hours of observation. One silent night for one Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, all as she leans upon the man that she loved from the shoulder, embracing him tightly, not wanting to ever let him go for one single second as if he might just suddenly disappear without ever coming back.

The shining stars, gracing the vaults of the heavens above. The three moons that were shining its light upon the realm of ancient days. Mother nature itself seemed to be bowing low out of respect for the passing gods of old.

And then there was...

Rusalka Schwagerin. She was a twinkling star, while the man that she loved was the very sun itself, seemingly shining forever brighter as it engulfs its light down upon her, a star of unique brilliance and grandeur that was purified of its dirt.

A woman who was stained with the blood of the innocent and the guilty alike. And yet... truly nothing of particular worth compared to the uncountable death count that came from the man that she had loved with all her heart.

A man who is both as merciful and as compassionate as he is swift and terrible in his judgment.

The Destroyer of Worlds (Ka Faraq Gatri). The Oncoming Storm (Karshtakavaar).

Many countless names and titles of nobility and regality were bestowed upon him. Many powerful beings, gods and goddesses of every sort from every level, to the lowest depth up to the highest peak, pledge their allegiances and bestowed their protections upon him. Many who would dare to become his enemy were either struck down from their own mighty posts or judged to a fate far worst than mere death.

A man who was always for one reason or another kept smiling that smile of kindness and sadness that would forever grace your sight.

And now...

This same man is about to sometime soon face his own death in the very far relative future. One that was discussed for more than two hours ago between him and the Venerable Lady Michael.

She heard. Every. Single. Word.

Truth be told, she knew just how much the man that she loved respected the natural order a little too much, always the one who upholds the duty of a Lord of Time, and never stopping to think selfishly about himself for once in his life. And this same man was also a complete and utter idiot in Rusalka's opinion. However, he was her complete and utter idiot. One that she would not want to let go of no matter what happens.

She was worried sick to the bone. She was anxious to the extreme despite not seeming to be the case in physical appearances.

Despite the fact that the death of the man that she loved may seemed too far from sight, one that might take a very long while of relativity down the road, she couldn't help but remain worried and anxious to the bone. For it wasn't just about his death in particular, but rather on the fact that the Scarlet King, the Devil Himself, is once again trying to make sure that the man that she loved stays dead once and for all. An alarming thought. One that made her worried and anxious to the bone.

It seemed to have always been that way from the very beginning. The constant battles between the man she loved and the Devil Himself. For even before she had met him all those millennia ago, he was already battling against this terrible and profound darkness that wants all to engulf into total eternal nothingness, even more so than even Lord Hajun, surpassing him by more levels of infinity.

She wasn't just worried and anxious. She was feeling dreadful and terrified.

How is he still alive after all this time? How many times had he battled against this monster? How many times had he almost lost against this monster?

Many questions come to her mind regarding the man that she loved, the Lord of Time who battled against the One Who Rules the Darkness Above and Beneath.

True Evil. True Darkness. One that nearly ended her multiverse setting with complete casual ease. That was the eternal darkness that the man that she loved had been fighting all this time.

It hurt. It felt painful. All to see the man she loved having to stand up against this monster that wants nothing more than complete and total oblivion.

Even more hurtful and painful was the fact that the Doctor, the man of many faces, the man that she loved, had as many enemies as there are multiverses in the Known and Unknown Multiverse. So many. So many. So many. And he has to fight constantly against all of these for what amounts to an eternity, for otherwise, just one of them would be enough to do enough collateral damage that may claim the lives of many.

Hero. Savior. Defender.

So many that are as vast as many multiverses owed him a debt of eternal gratitude. A man who's legacy has inspired countless people to be better, giving birth to true heroes and warriors for peace and justice.

Such a man that was a unique existence that made him the interest of the higher and lower spheres.

A man who had seen it all. A man who had lost so much. A man who had been through too much. Far too much to Rusalka and other women's liking.

She could not help but sigh inwardly to herself in exasperation, thinking how much of a lovable idiot the Doctor really was if she and many other women became attracted to him for one reason or another. A rather long arbitrary list for a competition. Not helping the fact that the stupid juke box from earlier just had to rub that particular fact in everyone's face, one that had become an irritation and an annoyance that would scratch her head senseless and taking every bit to restrain herself from incinerating said juke box.

She couldn't help but pout inwardly in annoyance considering the many countless female admirers that the man that she loved had. Although considering how extremely long he had lived, it was to be expected really.

But then...

She could only simply smile in the end considering that for this particular moment, the Doctor was all hers for now.

"Anna."

The Doctor's voice had jolted her out of her thoughts, turning towards him with a curious expression.

"Do you want to get back inside?" asked the Doctor, sporting a gentle expression.

Rusalka smiled, simply making a nod.

"Good," the Doctor smiled, looking back towards the ranch. "Because I have a feeling that we may definitely need to see what is happening at the entertainment venue."

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Dies irae ～Interview with Kaziklu Bey～主題歌【Der Vampir】

The Doctor and Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin were both completely speechless. As a matter of fact, everyone that they see all around them at the large entertainment venue was either completely speechless as they were, sporting expressions of amusement, or simply raising eyebrows of astonishment.

For they were all seeing something that no one alive could dare hope to see.

Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg... was... singing...

narihibiku senjaku he to

koyoi mo bougyaku ni mitasa reru

mukidashita tsumi no katachi

fukure agaru sou ima kono me ni

yuganda te no naka kurikaesu

subete kowase soko kara koso

AAA hajime rarerudarou

akaku shitatatta tamashii wo yusaburu tsuki

tokihanata reta yami he kaere

kurui wo to sa reta senmou no

kanbina mitsu ni

namezu ni zara tsuku

unmei kui tsukusu made

In the midst of the singing, the Doctor was slightly touching the side of Rusalka's SS uniform, to which she noticed as she turned towards him, to which he gestured that they should probably take their seats, pointing towards somewhere near Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen, Lady Eleonore von Wittenburg, Lady Riza Brenner, and a few others, to which she nodded in agreement as they begin to take their seats.

As they draw closer, Beatrice, Eleonore, Riza, and many others were looking towards them, noticing them immediately.

"Ah, my Lord Doctor, it seems that you are as punctual as ever," Eleonore simply smiled, with her cigar emitting the usual smoke, with crossed arms.

"Eleonore, everyone, what exactly is happening here?," asked the Doctor, all as he and Rusalka were simply going to sit down from their seats.

"Hmph, while you and Malleus were probably busy doing your own business, it would appear that Claudia and a few others had insisted that Bey would sing for all of us after losing his bet against Schreiber through a simple poker game. Bey of course tried to get out of the bet, but as you can see," Eleonore sported a look of amusement at the aforementioned person who is now singing at the center. "It is very far from the case."

"Oh really now," the Doctor simply said, sporting a curious expression as he looks at Wilhelm. "But still, I have to admit, of all the millennia I've known him for, Wilhelm rarely if ever sings and almost no one has ever managed to force him to do it otherwise, except of course for Claudia and a few others."

"Please tell me someone has this on record," Rusalka said with a smile, looking towards her fellow L.D.O. members and a few others who were seated alongside them.

Beatrice smiled, speaking. "Oh there is," she said while gesturing her head towards a high school student by the name of Ned Bigby who was recording Wilhelm from his IDST cellphone as part of the bet that was officially made.

"Oooh," the Doctor winced at that, realizing on what this could mean in relation to TARDIS School. "Now I'm staring to feel sorry for Wilhelm now considering his dedicated fan clubs in TARDIS School."

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After the utter hilarity that took place in the entertainment venue, Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg was simply grumbling from the side while Lady Claudia Jerusalem was simply patting him on the back with a job well done, flashing a smile while doing so, while the other L.D.O. members such as Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen, Lady Kei Sakurai, Lord Wolfgang Schreiber, and a few others were simply laughing to their heart's content.

"Alright everyone!," Milly Ashford was speaking from the side, sporting an energetic expression, holding a microphone, accompanied alongside Lelouch Lamperouge, who was just sporting a simple smile. "Now that our infamous true and sexy vampire had shown his fangs that would make all the other girls fight to die for., our next event would be an official dance from at least two people on this very venue that will be randomly picked through this shuffling box," she said while holding and shaking a shuffling box that has the names of all the people who are in this venue.

There's more?, that was the thought of many who were now at the entertainment venue.

At that point, the people who were now gathered at this time were having conversations of interest as to who would be picked for this event.

"Now I wonder who would be picked for this event," muttered Lord Ren Fuji, looking on from his seat with interest, with arms crossed.

Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin was simply stunned and concerned, considering the fact that based on what Milly had said, anyone could be chosen for this event, to which in this case, she might as well prepare herself to donned an attire that is appropriate for this occasion and change her body back to her Pre-L.D.O. body. The Doctor was simply narrowing his brown eyes, thinking on the fact that just in case he were to be chosen, he should probably donned an attire that is appropriate for this occasion.

"Alright now, I'm going to start by picking at least two pieces of paper," Milly was now putting her hand to the shuffling box, taking at least two pieces of paper. "And the lucky people to be picked is," she narrowed her eyes as she begins to read the two persons names, all while putting the entire area under complete suspense for but a moment, before eventually speaking in a tone of excitement and a cat like smile. "The Doctor and Ms. Rusalka Schwagerin!"

"Eh?!" most of everyone cried out in surprise, looking towards the aforementioned people, only to find...

The Doctor was now wearing a white shirt, with a black bow tie and tuxedo suit, with dark Converse All Stars trainers for footwear. Rusalka, now in her Pre-L.D.O. body, was now wearing a red formal dress. Both of them were now looking towards each other, the former with a serious expression while the latter with a surprised expression.

"Well that was quick," said John Constantine, raising an eyebrow of amusement, crossing his arms.

Those who were gathered near to the Doctor and Rusalka were sporting expressions of curiosity on the part of Lady Eleonore von Wittenburg and Lady Rei Sakurai, a simple smile on the part of Lady Riza Brenner, and an excited smile on the part of Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen.

The Doctor did not hesitate for one second, simply standing up and raise his left hand, sporting a gentle smile. "May I have this dance, Lady Schwagerin?"

Rusalka's heart fluttered, not knowing what to say for a few moments, before eventually slowly taking his hand, forming a simple smile, all while eventually being led towards the center as many of the bright lights of the venue beginning to dim, with the ceiling being replaced by the night sky, with the twinkling stars and the three moons, all as the Doctor accompanied Rusalka at every step of the way by the time they reached the center of the venue.

As they reached their intended destination, a certain song was now being played on the speakers of the ballroom as it is now being heard throughout the entire audience.

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The Lady In Red · Chris De Burgh

At that point, the Doctor was now holding Rusalka by the waist while the latter was holding the former by the arm as they both begin to hold each other's hand and dance the moment the music starts to kick in.

I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight

I've never seen you shine so bright, mhm-hmm

I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance

They're looking for a little romance, given half a chance

And I have never seen that dress you're wearing

Or the highlights in your hair that catch your eyes

I have been blind

The Doctor and Rusalka were just starting to dance to the rhythm of the tone of the music, all as the twinkling stars and the three moons were acting as their spotlight. Both of them were now taking step by step, each step is counted and calculated, with both of them having expressions that denote a very subtle history of feelings and experiences behind them.

All of the L.D.O. members, the 12 Core Members, the main companions, and all who were present were looking on with expressions befitting their personalities.

The lady in red

Is dancing with me, cheek to cheek

There's nobody here, it's just you and me

It's where I want to be

But I hardly know this beauty by my side

I'll never forget the way you look tonight

Rusalka was looking at the Doctor throughout their dance, her green eyes never leaving the Doctor's brown eyes, her expression becoming a happy smile. The Doctor was looking back at Rusalka with a subtle gentle expression, with a subtle gentle smile that was plastered on his face. Their hands were intertwined with each other as they swirl around gracefully.

Many who were watching, especially the main companions, were simply smiling in their own way.

I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight

I've never seen you shine so bright, you were amazing

I've never seen so many people want to be there by your side

And when you turned to me and smiled, you took my breath away

I have never had such a feeling

Such a feeling of complete and utter love, as I do tonight

As the Doctor and Rusalka dances to the rhythm, memories of the past came back to the fore. All the treasured moments of importance had come back as it relates to the times surrounding the Grand Guignol. From childhood, to adolescence, to adulthood, up to the times of the L.D.O., up to the in-between hours of waiting, up to the events of Dies Irae (Day of Wrath) that finally set the stage, up to the eventual aftermath that led to the beginning of the Fifth Heaven.

Somewhere from far away, many individuals of importance were watching from afar, all in accordance with the directive of Lady Michael who was also watching from the sidelines of the venue, sporting a motherly smile of approval.

From one far away place, Lady Mithra, Lord Muzan, Lord Nerose Satanael, Lord Suigin, Lord Ougon, and Lady Hirume was simply watching with a smile while seated on simple special white chairs.

"Well now, Karl, it would appear that our old friend and our subordinate are now perfectly dancing to the rhythm as it were," said Lord Ougon, sporting a smile of interest.

"Tis I expected nothing less from my old friend of the eternal recurrence," said Lord Suigin, sporting a smile of approval on his face.

From another far away place, Lord Zero Author was simply watching with a smile, standing tall from a platform as he holds his staff in a firm manner.

From another far away place, Lady Featherine Augustus Aurora was simply watching with a smile, seated on a simple chair.

From another far away place, Lord Beyonder was simply watching with a smile, seated on a simple chair.

From another far away place, Lord Arceus was simply watching with a smile, floating from the vastness of a void like space.

From another far away place, Lord Dr. Manhattan was simply watching with a smile, standing tall from the reddish ground of Mars.

From other far away places, many unmentioned individuals of importance were simply watching with smiles on their faces.

Lady in red

Is dancing with me, cheek to cheek

There's nobody here, it's just you and me

It's where I want to be

But I hardly know this beauty by my side

I'll never forget the way you look tonight

I never will forget the way you look tonight

The lady in red, the lady in red

The lady in red, my lady in red

I love you

At this point, the Doctor and Rusalka were both simply embracing each other just as they dance to the rhythm of the music up to the very last note which concludes the official dance.

As the song ends to its conclusion, many of the audience begins to eagerly clap their hands in a round of applause, with many beginning to whistle and shout hymns of praises in the background.

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"Alright everyone, its time to move on to the next event, one that has two of my fellow student council members and four other people performing a song in honor of our favorite teachers, those belonging to the 12 Core Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies. Presenting," Milly Ashford raises her right hand to point at the aforementioned group that would now perform the dedicated song. "Give it up for the hometown sweetheart, Shirley Fenette, and the TARDIS Baker Street Boys!"

Cheers erupt from the background as those among the audience at the venue and those watching from the view screens from far away, those who belong to the Unlimited Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies, TARDIS School, SCP Foundation, TPA individuals of importance, and many others of importance, were now seeing Shirley Fenette, Lelouch Lamperouge, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Kyon, and Sota Mizushino now standing by, with Shirley, wearing a green dress, holding a microphone, breathing in and out in preparation for the dedicated song that she and the rest of the Team TARDIS Band had concocted and practiced for quite sometime, while Lelouch Lamperouge, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Kyon, and Sota Mizushino, all wearing black business suits, were now readying their musical instruments.

Microphone - Shirley Fenette.

Drums - Conan Edogawa.

Electric Guitar - Touma Kamijou.

Electric Guitar - Kyon.

Electric Guitar - Sota.

Electric Piano - Lelouch.

There was a large view screen that was hovering from the back.

Before she begins, she looks towards Lelouch, who gives her a smile and a nod of encouragement, to which she smiled in relief and reassurance, then she looked towards the aforementioned 12 Core Members. She first sees the Doctor, with Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin laying her head down to his left shoulder, both of whom were seen smiling towards her, then she sees Roland Deschain, tipping his hat to her out of respect, then she sees Professor Paradox, making a nod of reassurance to her, then she sees Lady Frederica Bernkastel, making a simple nod and a smile while holding her tea cup and plate, then she sees Lady Professor Washu Hakubi, making a thumbs up and a cheeky smile, then she sees Castiel, making a nod and a smile, then she sees Tsukasa Kadoya, making a nod and a smile, with arms crossed, then she sees Ash J. Williams, making a nod and a smile, then she sees Dr. Stephen Strange, making a nod and a smile, then she sees John Constantine, making a nod and a smile, then she sees Optimus Prime, making a nod and a smile, and lastly, she sees Q, making a nod and a smile.

Then she begins to breathe in and out once more, preparing herself mentally for what is to come, all as the soundtrack now begins to kick in.

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End of the World - Alternative Spectre Theme / Soundtrack

At that moment, the instruments begin to be played in unison, all in perfect harmony as Shirley begins to sing with all her heart, all as the view screen begins to activate, revealing a life like animation from the Japanese art style, one that was that of a desert that had turned into a war torn battlefield as ARC-170 Dayfighters, Dalek War Saucers and other advance ships of alien nature, along with advance tanks of alien nature, all of which moves beyond the physical and into the metaphysical, were all seen scattered throughout the desert, with the yellow sun rising from the horizon. Blue colored staser and gunstick fire were seen from all sides, all forming omnidirectional patterns. 501st Clone Troopers, SPARTAN-IIs, and Ultramarines of the Spatio-Temporal Armed Forces (STARS) were seen engaging the Dalek War Drones and Skaro Degradations from the background, fighting ever so vigorously in omnidirectional patterns. All of the action that was described seemed to be in a constant state of slow motion for all to see clearly.

Oh, down

Never be free

Never be free

The riffs from the electric guitar, the sounds of the electric piano, the drums that were beaten by the sticks, all were timed perfectly, all as Shirley begins to sing with the appropriate gestures of the hands, all timed to the tone of the lyrics.

Out of sight

But hiding in shadows

Away from the moonlight

The scene from the viewscreen begins to show someone who was now slowly walking from the distance, all as the yellow sun begins to grace from the figure's back. This figure was a man who had a stern and determined cleanly shaven face, green-brown eyes and clean cut brown hair. He wore a dark brown leather trenchcoat, a dark green-brown double breasted moleskin waistcoat, with 10 brass buttons and a fob chain attached to it. He wore tan corduroy trousers, a box-frame belt with several fastener pins and studded pinholes, and dark brown combat boots adorned with charcoal leather gaiters. For neckwear, he wore a knitted in a burgundy and ivory herringbone pattern. There was a bandolier that he wore across his left shoulder, taken from the body of someone that he had failed to save, as a firm reminder of his roots. He was holding a sonic screwdriver from his right hand while slowly walking through the war torn desert, all as his footprints were clearly seen with each step taken as he walks forward.

Credits begin to appear from the screen that was written below the man, all in a close up shot of his figure.

The War Doctor - Actor: John Hurt

At that moment, cheers and praises were heard from those who were watching from their view screens, while those from the venue were smiling as befits their common personalities.

The Doctor, watching and listening carefully, was simply smiling at the heartfelt dedicated song for him and his fellow 12 Core Members.

Now watching and ignore

There's a cold black fire inside your heart

The angel that praisin you

Our hostage from the stars

The scene from the viewscreen begins to show the eight different incarnations of the Doctor, from the first to the eighth, all in the appearance of mirror like shards that were seen floating from the war torn desert, all depicting the multitude of adventures and experiences that came from each incarnation, with each mirror like shard all seeming to merge automatically with the War Doctor as he walks forward in stride.

What did we take from you

What did we make you do

When we created you

From the darkness in your soul

The scene from the viewscreen begins to show eleven figures who were accompanying the War Doctor, all of whom sporting stern and determined expressions on their faces, all as they walk together side by side in the war torn desert.

Below each figure were the credits that denote the identity of each figure who was walking alongside the War Doctor.

A tall and slim man, with hard features. He stands 6'3" tall, has black hair that is highlighted with grey, and light blue eyes that have often been described as "bombardier's eyes.". He wore western clothing that is composed of a cowboy hat with a leather hatband, olive green poncho with white Mexican designs, sheepskin vest, neck scarf, blue jeans, holsters, and cowboy boots. He has two special revolvers - Sandalwood Guns - in both of his hands.

Roland Deschain - Actor: Clint Eastwood

A fair skin man, with grey eyes, black hair with side shades of grey, and with wrinkles on his war torn face. He wears a white lab coat that has brown and black pouches and gold trim, and underneath, he wears a black turtleneck with a white scarf, and his brown vest has gold buttons and pouches. He has a pair of goggles around his neck, a metal gauntlet - Chrono Navigator - that he uses as his right hand and a fingerless glove on his left. He wears black pants that have brown kneepads, and he wears a pair of brown boots with gold straps. He was holding a special type of walking cane in his left hand as he walks in stride through the war torn desert.

Professor Paradox - Actor: David McCallum

A petite woman with long steel-blue hair and emotionless purple eyes. She wears a black and white Gothic Lolita dress with a blue ribbon. She has black shoes and white socks. She seems to have a cat tail with a blue ribbon tied on it. She carries a long black scythe, which separates miracles from reality.

Frederica Bernkastel - Actor: Yukari Tamura

A tall woman with a unique hairstyle of red that denotes from the Noh Plays intended to resemble the (usually black) legs and claws of a crab that was a specialty in Osaka, Japan. She wears a gold hairband and a purple gown with the patterns of gold, black, and orange, with green shaped circles encircling from either side.

Washu Hakubi - Actor: Yuko Kobayashi

A handsome man of average height in his thirties. He sports a pair of dress shoes, a black suit, a buttoned white-striped dress shirt, and loosened blue necktie accentuated by a beige trench coat. He was holding a long, silver, triple-edged dagger - Archangel Blade - in his right hand.

Castiel - Actor: Misha Collins

A handsome man of Japanese descent, who wears a red collared shirt, a black formal suit, and black formal pants, with a pink camera that he was wearing around his neck, and a magenta colored belt - Transformation Belt NeoDecadriver - worn at the center of his waist. He was raising his right hand, showing a card that has the words 'Kamen Rider Decade', flipping it and putting it to his belt, with the barcode symbol could be seen through the glass in the center, closed it back, a hologram manifesting in front of the Driver displaying the name of the Kamen Rider and announcing it.

KAMEN RIDE: DECADE

It was at that moment that 18 shadowy translucent figures appeared around him, beginning to converged on him, a full-bodied armor materializing on him. The armor had an 'X' shaped black line with thick white outlines along the right shoulder pad to the chestpiece. The suit itself was a bit bulky and was black and grey along with some white on it's inner legs and arms, except for the green visors. Several 'cards' came out of the belt and flew towards Tsukasa's head, attaching itself to the helmet and forming its horns. The yellow gem glowed for a second before magenta-colored the suit between the horns on his head, the shoulder pads, outer legs, arms, and chest.

He has now transformed into Kamen Rider Decade.

Tsukasa Kadoya - Actor: Masahiro Inoue

A handsome man who wears a blue wrangler men's denim work shirt, a brown men's straight-fit carpenter jeans, a black leather body harness on his chest, and black men's pilot utility boot. He wields a modified Homelite XL Chainsaw, replacing his metal prosthetic right hand, and a modified twelve-gauge double-barreled Remington shotgun to his left hand.

Ash J. Williams - Actor: Bruce Campbell

A handsome man with black hair with side shades of grey, who wears a blue robe and a red special cape - Cloak of Levitation - from his back that is known as the Cloak of Levitation, along with a special mystical artifact - Eye of Agamotto - that is worn around his neck which contain six immensely powerful gem-like objects - Infinity Stones - tied to different aspects of the multiverse.

Dr. Stephen Strange - Actor: Benedict Cumberbatch

A handsome man of British descent, with brown hair and blue eyes, wearing a white button-down shirt, black trousers, red colored consciously-loosened necktie, beige trenchcoat, and black shoes. He wields a revolver-shotgun hybrid - Holy Crucifix Shotgun - holding it to his right hand.

John Constantine - Actor: Matt Ryan

An older man with the appearance of a Canadian, with wrinkles on his war torn face, with blue gentle but firm eyes, sporting a clean mustache on his upper lip corner, who wears a formal suit that is composed of a white dress shirt, dark blue jacket, black pants, blue underwear, red tie, white socks, and black leather shoes.

Optimus Prime - Actor: Peter Cullen

An older man with grey hair and a grey beard, who wears a black business suit which is composed of a white dress shirt, black jacket, black pants, black underwear, black tie, black socks, and black leather shoes.

Q - Actor: John de Lancie

The aforementioned individuals from the venue who were watching the view screen couldn't help but sport amused expressions.

"Bloody hell, Benedict Cumberbatch," John Constantine side commented in a tone of humor, looking towards Dr. Stephen Strange. "Quite fitting if you ask me."

Dr. Stephen Strange could only roll his eyes out, making a smile of humor as he looks at John Constantine "Like you're one to talk, Matt Ryan."

"Hmmm," both Clea and Zatanna Zatarra was simply laughing softly due to the side comment.

John Constantine was sporting a sly smirk. "Touché."

Only you can hold the prize

For the devil be raisin you

A final sacrifice

The scene from the viewscreen begins to show the Scarlet King in all his burning glory, seated on a crimson scarlet throne, whose physical majestic appearance was that of a very tall, dark figure with many countless antlers from the side, with two tall, significant antlers with a crown-like ornament over his head showing royalty and associated with the color red, all with clear visibility for all to see, with red sharp eyes in triangle formation, located to his face, and about a hundred red sharp eyes in its chest, with hands, arms, legs, feet, and tentacles moving at indescribable spatial movements.

Accompanied alongside him to his right was a nefarious being that seemed to look like that of a man, but seemed twisted to its core based on its devil like appearance, with the half of its face sporting a dark molten wax color, and slasher like smile from a multitude of mouths from his body, all with hands behind his back, with his left normal eye and the multitude of his eyes glaring daggers that would deeply strike the souls of both gods and mortals alike. Known by many as Lord Jeser, Prince of Many Faces. The right-hand man of the Scarlet King.

The scene then switches to a scene that shows at least six dead young women who gave birth to monsters of terrible nature, with the seventh girl being comforted by the Eighth Doctor who was kneeling down, gently holding onto her right hand in order to give comfort to her dying moments as she gives birth to a powerful being of benevolent nature - SCP-999 - one that would be far too different from her brothers, being the ever present guardian angel and sentinel who watches over the young woman's final moments with a smile of sadness and regret.

The Doctor, while watching this scene, couldn't help but shed a slight tear, recalling all of the women, all officially designated by the SCP Foundation under the official number of SCP-231, were one of many that he failed to save and were a direct casualty, one of many, to the Last Great Time War, being one of the unfortunate incidents that insighted him to resolve to become the War Doctor.

All the world will know your name

As you standin tall

And your turn face once again

The scene begins to show the Eighth Doctor beginning to slowly rise from the ground, with his appearance beginning to brighten, showing discharged golden colored regeneration energy, all as he immediately transforms into the War Doctor, all as violent flames that were resulted from the violent regeneration, likened to that of a divine phoenix, would now begin to look up with a stern and determined expression, with his sonic screwdriver on the ready, all as he forever marches on to battle.

The end of the world

The end of our time

The time for goodbyes

The end of the line

No words left to say

Nothing left to see

This makes around you

It means I'll never be free

All to be free

The scene begins to show the following battles of the 12 Core Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies.

Roland Deschain was using his Sandalwood Guns to automatically shoot through with pinpoint accuracy, countless numbers of Daleks that were automatically multiplying non-stop, likened to that of multiplying cancer cells that seemed to be endless at length, all as they try to shoot at him with their gunstick, only for Roland to dodge with instantaneous speed. The battle seem to take place on a war torn desert.

Professor Paradox was raising his Chrono Navigator, stopping time as the Time Beasts, creatures capable of traveling through time unabated, come towards him at full speed from all directions. After which, he begins to snap his Chrono Navigator, which in turn turns the Time Beasts to dust due to accelerated aging. The battle seem to take place on a devastated alien forest.

Frederica Bernkastel and Washu Hakubi, unleashing their full power, with the former as the Witch of Miracles and with the latter as one of the Choushin, were battling against the extremely swift and aggressive Tindalos Degenerates, Dark Angels of the Endless Void, and Wicked Void of None, shapeless creatures of nothingness with no adequate description, all powered and blessed under the command of one of the unnamed Higher Fallen of the Court of the Scarlet King. The battle that this takes place in seemed to be nowhere or nowhen, with no sign of any universe in sight. Violent explosions of multi-dimensional proportions shook through this no-dimension in no time, likened to that of an earthqake of an unnatural violent magnitude, with the equivalent of a tsunami being the endless universes that seemed to washed up and tore holes upon the no-dimension, spreading through lesser enemy territories with calculated with precision, and utterly decimating them to mere insignificant dust.

Castiel and Tsukasa Kadoya were seen slashing and brute forcing through a countless multitude of Elemental Parademons - Rank: Principalities, gigantic tall, winged humanoids with heavily built and imposing figures. They have five digits on each hand, which are also clawed. They are clad head to toe in golden armor, with helmets that have hornlike protrusions that cover most of their heads save for the mouth, exposing their sharp teeth, and were sporting an insignia from the center of the golden armor which was a glaring red eye, denoting to their absolute allegiance to the Scarlet King and its nigh-omnipotent master, the Crimson King of the Dark Tower. On their hands were swords made out of dark matter that could cut through many countless galaxies and dimensions like mere paper cuts. Their battle was being fought across the sixth to eleventh higher dimensions of many countless universes.

Ash J. Williams was seen sprinting fast in instantaneous speed, using his chainsaw and boomstick to slash and gun down countless numbers of Dark Ones that were coming out from a couple of random hellish portals. The battle seems to take place at the ruins of Sunnydale.

Dr. Stephen Strange, John Constantine, Optimus Prime, and Q were seen battling against a countless multitude of Elemental Parademons - Rank: Principalities, the same type of beings that their fellow comrades, Castiel and Tsukasa Kadoya, were fighting. Dr. Stephen Strange was using the powers of all of the Infinity Stones, dusting multitudes upon multitudes of Elemental Parademons - Rank: Principalities. John Constantine was using the full powers of the Mystic Arts, dusting multitudes upon multitudes of Elemental Parademons - Rank: Principalities. Optimus Prime was using the powers of the Thirteen - the first Transformers created by Primus, the very first Primes, a rank of highest distinction, dusting multitudes upon multitudes of Elemental Parademons - Rank: Principalities. Q was seen using the powers of a Q, manipulating universal concepts, thereby shifting the dimensions, all in order to obliterate multitudes upon multitudes of Elemental Parademons - Rank: Principalities.

Lastly, the War Doctor was seen, with sonic screwdriver in hand, standing tall, all as multitudes upon multitudes of Daleks, SCP-096, and other unknown named creatures of horror were seen rushing towards him from all sides, only for the War Doctor to activate the sonic, which in turn sends a hidden signal wave from a platform that he is standing on, one that managed to completely obliterate the opposition to mere dust and ashes, and the effects of this wave spread throughout the desert world that he is standing on, decimating other Daleks and Axis Power forces, which then spreads through space, decimating Dalek Warships and other Axis Power fleets, which then spreads through the universe and several universes within range, thereby granting the Allied Forces the victory, and the salvation of a multitude of beings and races.

At that moment, cheers and praises were heard from those who were watching from their view screens, while those from the venue were smiling as befits their common personalities.

Those from the Ashford Student Council: Lelouch Lamperouge, Nunnally Lamperouge, Milly Ashford, Rivalz Cardemonde, and Nina Einstein were all smiling as they look at Shirley who was performing her song with heartfelt vigor.

The other main companions and many others who were at the venue were smiling, all as they listen and heard the heartfelt song of one Shirley Fenette.

Somewhere in some far away place, on one of the SCP Foundation Sites of the Alpha Multiverse Quadrant, Gunha Sogiita, one of many throughout the Foundation who were now watching the view screen that shows Shirley and the TARDIS Baker Street Boys, was now raising his right fist and screaming "This girl's got GUTS!" in praise of her singing voice.

Silently

Your planning to violently

To take down the enemy

I want you more and more

The scene begins to show blessed words of Hegemony, all in the form of subtitles of the translated German and English tongue.

« Es schaeumt das Meer in breiten Fluessen am tiefen Grund der Felsen auf, Und Fels und Meer wird fortgerissen In ewig schnellem Sphaerenlauf. Doch deine Boten, Herr, verehren Das sanfte Wandeln deines Tags. Auf freiem Grund mit freiem Volke stehn. Zum Augenblicke duerft ich sagen Verweile doch du bist so schön―― Das Ewig-Weibliche Zieht uns hinan. Atziluth――Res novae――Also sprach Zarathustra »

« Vast is the sea, its waves reaching horizons far and wide; Eternal is the radiance of its azure womb. And so let us ride this moment and dash forth, swift as light, quick as a star eternal. Hear my plea, and grant this one wish: The world longs for an era of peace; days that know not strife. In a world where only peace is lord, and men join hands in liberty… Allow me to sing this: Halt. O time. for thou art fair beyond measure I wish upon your unending star – guide me to heights unknown! Emanation— A Tale of Transcendence - To Crown the New World! »

And as the words pass by, the scene immediately show three figures of importance, ones that were immediately recognized by all.

A man with blue hair, with a stern and determined face, with narrowed blue eyes, with arms crossed, wearing clothing that has the color of blue violet, with gold lines, from the top to the bottom, standing tall.

Ren Fuji - Tenma Yato - Setsuna - Actor: Kousuke Toriumi

A man with brown hair, with a stern and determined bearded face, with narrowed blue eyes, wearing a black business suit, armed with a modified FN SCAR staser rifle.

Andy Barclay - Actor: Alex Vincent

A man with brown clean cut hair, with a stern and determined scarred face, with narrowed green eyes, who wears a green military uniform, with the tag name 'CONNOR' written on the left side of his shirt, with five stars denoting his rank as a General of the Army, along with a red Double Helix symbol that denotes the shape of DNA that is on both of his shoulders.

John Connor - Actor: Michael Edwards

The scene then immediately switches to two men standing back to back, sporting stern and determined expressions.

One was a man who wore glasses and a formal dark green business suit. He is slim, in good shape, fairly tall, with medium dark hair, and light colored skin. He is also considered to be rather handsome by many of the opposite sex. He was seen holding a special type of gun that denotes a connection to a dark future timeline.

The other was a young man with an average build and height who is noted for being handsome. He has spiky, nape-length brown hair with bangs covering his forehead and dark blue eyes. He was wearing a standard school uniform which consists of a white dress shirt with a striped green tie and a dark blue blazer, dark gray pants with a black belt, and dark blue loafers.

Koichi Minamoto - Actor: Yuichi Nakamura

Taki Tachibana - Actor: Ryunosuke Kamiki

Patiently I take my time

Letting to make my move

Letting to make you mine

The scene begins to show five individuals of importance, all of whom were sporting stern and determined expressions, circling each other in a back to back position.

A young man with black eyes, with spiky hair, seeming to be in the age of 15, who wears a school uniform that was composed of a while shirt, light black pants, an orange undershirt, and wears white shoes with red stripes as his footwear. There was a bandolier that he wore across his left shoulder.

A young boy, seeming to be in the age of 6 or 7, somewhere in the age of elementary school, who has dark brown hair which mostly hangs downwards just above his blue eyes, but there are also a few strands that stick up at the front and back of his head. He wears a pair of glasses which seems to be a significant trademark. His outfit consists of a blue blazer with a single button, with a red bowtie, and a light brown trenchcoat that accompanies it, a pair of shorts, red trainers, and white socks.

A young man, seeming to be in the age of 17, somewhere in his third year of high school, who has straight brown hair that reaches down to his neck and amber brown eyes, who wears a blue collared, standard long sleeved button-down shirt, with a plain white undershirt underneath, a long WWII military officer's gray-blue lined double breasted greatcoat with standard lapels and collar, with the back slit up pretty high and above that there is another pleated vent between the shoulder blades, with a belt and epaulets, who's stars denote the rank of a General, five bands, each of which has a narrow light blue stripe and black borders, gold buttons on the front, on the cuffs, and on the epaulets, wears a watch that has a black face with silver markings and hands, wears a good-quality brown leather belt, gray pants with suspender buttons attached, brown relatively practical shoes, and carries a pair of two specialized Colt Paterson 1836 Cap Revolvers in a holster on his hips.

A young man, seeming to be in the age of 16, somewhere in his second year of high school, who has straight brown hair that reaches down to his neck and amber brown eyes, who wears a red collared shirt, a black formal suit, black formal pants, and black formal shoes, with a significant pink camera that he was wearing around his neck.

A young man, seeming to be in the age of 17, somewhere in his first year of high school, who has black hair and violet eyes, physically fit, tall in appearance, who wears a tight light purple suit, with golden stripes, long wrapped sleeves, and a frilled white cravat. The outfit combines Victorian fashion with that of a sleek bodysuit; worn over it is a black and gold cloak with crimson spandex lining the inside and an enormous black cape encircling the head. He appears to have a fencing sword to his left side.

Touma Kamijou - Actor: Atsushi Abe

Conan Edogawa - Shinichi Kudo - Actor: Minami Takayama

Kyon - Actor: Tomokazu Sugita

Sota Mizushino - Actor: Daiki Yamashita

Lelouch Lamperouge - Lelouch vi Britannia - Actor: Jun Fukuyama

At that moment, cheers and praises were heard from those who were watching from their view screens, while those from the venue were smiling as befits their common personalities, all as they see the revealed main companions from the large view screen.

The aforementioned main companions couldn't help but smile, with the main companions who were using the musical instruments, playing all the more with vigor and renewed confidence.

All the world will know your name

As you standin tall

And your turn face once again

The scene shows the War Doctor, with eyes closed, surrounded by mirror like shards, showing the images of Ren Fuji, Andy Barclay, John Connor, Kōichi Minamoto, Taki Tachibana, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Kyon, Sota Mizushino, and Lelouch Lamperouge, encircling around the War Doctor, all as for an instant, the mirror like shards begin to turn to sparkled dust which immediately shot itself to the War Doctor's hearts, which in turn made the eyes of the War Doctor open with renewed vigor as he forever marches on to battle.

The end of the world

The end of our time

The time for goodbyes

The end of the line

No words left to say

Nothing left to see

This makes around you

It means I'll never be free

The scene begins to show the War Doctor slowly walk through the burning backwater ruins, all with a stern and determined face, all as he looks and observes from his eyrie, across the wreckage of a thousand countless worlds.

Below him, fragments of the Last Great Time War, broken reefs of Gallifrey, Skaro, and other Homeworlds of Importance washed up into this backwater, to rot. His creaking wooden platform shivers with fire and ice, a mile high, atop fragments of Morbius's Red Capitol, its vile towers fused into the black, friable spires of Yarvelling's Church. And yet the War Doctor can see glimpses of Earth. The planet had been replicated a million countless times, to become the bullets fired into the Nightmare Child's skull, and now splinters of human society have gouged themselves into the wasteland below - relics of Mumbai, shards of Manhattan, a satire of Old London Town, a musubi of modern day Tokyo. Remnants of better days.

Mirror like shards of a multitude of battles were seen as the War Doctor walks in stride. A multitude of battles that has the 12 Core and the Unlimited Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies do battle against the endless darkness that seem unstoppable.

Only love can mend the heart

Only time can heal the feelings inside

Maybe I'll will ease your pain

While the memories are made

And if I take them

Again and again and again and again

Againnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!

The scene begins to show memories of precious times, full of heartwarming and comedic moments, all belonging to the experiences of one who attends TARDIS School, memories that were worth fighting for.

At that moment, cheers and praises were heard from those who were watching from their view screens, while those from the venue were smiling as befits their common personalities.

"Hah! Now this is what I'm fucking talking about!," spoke Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg, smirking all the way, with Lady Claudia Jerusalem sporting an excited smile on her face.

"Damn, look at her go," Shirou Yusa smirked, with arms crossed, pleased at Shirley's performance.

"Alright, you go, Shirley-san!," cheered one Lady Kasumi Ayase, raising her fists with energetic excitement.

At that moment, Shirley begins to stop for a moment, smiling in turn for all the cheering and praising that is happening, breathing in and out, mentally preparing herself once again, waiting for right moment to sing once more with confidence and vigor, all while as the TARDIS Baker Street Boys were doing their utmost best performing their musical instruments with vigor and confidence, all with subtle smiles of professional excitement.

When the right moment had come, Shirley begins to sing once more with vigor and confidence.

All the world will know your name

As you standin tall

And your turn face once again

The scene begins to show the War Doctor, with eyes closed, immediately regenerating into the Ninth Doctor, which then immediately regenerate into the present relative incarnation which is the Tenth Doctor, who had now opened his eyes, sporting a stern and determined expression.

Tenth Doctor - Actor: David Tennant

The end of the world

The end of our time

The time for goodbyes

The end of the line

No words left to say

Nothing left to see

This makes around you

It means I'll never be free

Oh never be free

The scene begins to show the Tenth Doctor battling against Sycorax Leader with the grace of a professional swordsman, ultimately triumphing after a few moments later as he pins the leader down, telling him to leave the planet and never return, in return for the Tenth Doctor sparing his life, making a point of swearing on the blood of the Sycorax species as an oath, to which the leader swore.

As soon as the Tenth Doctor walks back, walking towards Rose Tyler, the leader tries a final attack whilst the Tenth Doctor's back is turned. The Tenth Doctor, sporting a grim, determined expression calmly bounces a satsuma he found a while ago, opening a section of the ship's wing beneath the leader, sending the alien plunging to his death.

Oh never be free

Insert Song: End

As soon as the song ends, cheers and praises were heard from those who were watching from their view screens, while those from the venue were smiling as befits their common personalities, all while clapping because of the stellar performance.

At this point, the 12 Core Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies were smiling, clapping their hands due to the profound performance that was given by Shirley and the TARDIS Baker Street Boys.

"Wonderful," spoke Dr. Stephen Strange, sporting a pleased smile on his face, clapping his hands.

"Brilliant girl you are," spoke the Doctor, sporting a pleased smile on his face, clapping his hands.

"Way ta go, Shirley!," cheered one Rivalz Cardemonde from the side.

Shirley smiled, all as she hears the cheers and praises, looking back towards Lelouch, who was smiling, making a thumbs up, to which she replied back with a smile and thumbs up of her own.

"Alright everyone, its time to move on to the final event, one that is now about to be performed by none other than the beautiful and exquisite Woman of Vive La France, along with the assistance of the TARDIS Baker Street Boys, all for another dedicated song that would not be revealed for now, as it is a surprise that all of you would need to guess for yourselves. Presenting," Milly Ashford raises her right hand to point at the aforementioned singer that would now perform another dedicated song. "Please give your well round of applause for the beloved Goddess of Rinne-Tensei, Lady Marguerite Breuil!"

Cheers erupt from the background as those among the audience at the venue and those watching from the view screens from far away, those who belong to the Unlimited Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies, TARDIS School, SCP Foundation, TPA individuals of importance, and many others of importance, were now seeing Lady Marguerite "Marie" Breuil, Lelouch Lamperouge, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Kyon, and Sota Mizushino now standing by, with Marie, wearing a white dress, holding a microphone, breathing in and out in preparation for the dedicated song that she and the rest of the Team TARDIS Band had concocted and practiced for quite sometime, while Lelouch Lamperouge, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Kyon, and Sota Mizushino, all wearing the same black business suits, were now readying their musical instruments.

Microphone - Lady Marguerite "Marie" Breuil.

Drums - Conan Edogawa.

Electric Guitar - Touma Kamijou.

Electric Guitar - Kyon.

Electric Guitar - Sota.

Electric Piano - Lelouch.

There was a large view screen that was hovering from the back.

"Well, well," Lord Suigin spoke with a pleased smile, excited inwardly for the wonderful performance that is without doubt from his fair Goddess of the Opera. "Tis I were to wonder what song of dedication would my goddess were to pour and direct her heart from, for this person would truly be of the more fortunate of the lot to be blest with such a heartfelt moment of bliss and grandeur."

Before Marie would begin, she would first speak her greetings through the microphone, all in a happy tone, all with a happy smile. "Thank you so very much everyone."

She looks towards Lord Ren Fuji, who gives her a smile and a nod of encouragement, to which she smiled in relief and reassurance, then she looks towards Lady Kasumi Ayase, who was cheering for her with all her might, then she sees Lady Kei Sakurai, who gives her a smile and a nod of encouragement, and lastly, she sees Lady Rea Himuro, who gives her a smile and a nod of encouragement.

Then she sees the other main companions who were observing from the venue. She first sees Andy Barclay, sporting a smile and making a nod, then she sees John Connor, sporting a smile and making a nod, then she sees Koichi Minamoto, sporting a smile and making a nod, and lastly, she sees Taki Tachibana, sporting a smile and making a nod.

Then she sees the 12 Core Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies. She first sees sees Roland Deschain, tipping his hat to her out of respect, then she sees Professor Paradox, making a smile and a respectful nod, then she sees Lady Frederica Bernkastel, making a simple nod and a smile while holding her tea cup and plate, then she sees Lady Professor Washu Hakubi, making a thumbs up and a cheeky smile, then she sees Castiel, making a respectful smile and a respectful nod, then she sees Tsukasa Kadoya, making a respectful smile and a respectful nod, with arms crossed, then she sees Ash J. Williams, making a respectful smile and a respectful nod, then she sees Dr. Stephen Strange, making a respectful smile and a respectful nod, then she sees John Constantine, making a respectful smile and a respectful nod, then she sees Optimus Prime, making a respectful smile and a respectful nod, then she sees Q, making a respectful smile and a respectful nod, and lastly, she sees her beloved second father, the Doctor, along with Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin who was siting right beside him, both of whom were seen smiling towards her, the former with a parental smile of reassurance and a nod of encouragement, and the other with a respectful smile and a respectful nod, to which brought joy to her heart, making her smile shine brighter all the more, all in due part to the dedicated song that she will sing with all of her heart, one that is actually dedicated in honor of her second father, the Doctor, in particular.

Then she looks back to the other main companions, those who are now holding the assigned musical instruments. She first sees Touma Kamijou, sporting a smile and making a nod, then she sees Conan Edogawa, sporting a smile and making a nod, then she sees Kyon, sporting a smile and making a nod, then she sees Sota Mizushino, sporting a smile and making a nod, and lastly, she sees Lelouch, sporting a smile and making a nod.

She smiles, seeing all of the encouragement and reassurance that was given to her by her second brothers, the 12 Core, and most especially from her second father, to whom she would pour her heart out in song, for he out of all would no doubt understand of what she would sing for, all in memory of what once was, of a time of eternity that was plagued by the Eternal Recurrence, one that he had managed to topple down with a little time and effort, along with help and assistance from herself, Ren, and many others.

At that moment, she begins to breathe in and out once more, preparing herself mentally for what is to come, all as the soundtrack now begins to kick in.

Insert Song: Start

Dies irae ～Amantes amentes～ 主題歌 『Jubilus』

At that moment, the instruments begin to be played in unison, all in perfect harmony as Marie begins to sing with all her heart, all with the appropriate gestures of the hands, all timed to the tone of the lyrics, all as the view screen begins to activate, revealing a life like animation from the Japanese art style, one that was that of a beautiful shoreline, with the seas seemingly still, al with a bright and beautiful sunrise, all as the winds gently blow from the east, all as a figure was standing tall, with a stern and determined expression, but also sporting a satisfied smile of happiness and sadness of parental nature, observing both Ren and Marie who were embracing each other, all as the sunrise grace them from above the horizon.

This figure was a man who was short in stature, appearing to be in his mid-forties, Scottish by appearance, a wrinkled cream-coloured linen suit, with a glistening silk shirt worn with a green silk cravat, and a paisley banded white fedora that he had had made especially for him. Worn on his lapel would be a Smiley Face pin badge.

Credits begin to appear from the screen that was written below the man, all in a close up shot of his figure.

The Seventh Doctor - Actor: Sylvester Mccoy

Ima koko ni mezameta

Shinku no kage wo tataeyou

Keiyaku wa kawasare

Yorokobi kyouki mushibamu sou,

Kimi no te de… Subete yo kaere

As the figure was revealed, cheers and praises were heard from those who were watching from their view screens, while those from the venue were smiling as befits their common personalities.

The Doctor, watching and listening carefully, was simply widening his eyes out, touched at the heartfelt dedicated song that would now be sung for him alone by none other than his beloved second daughter, the Goddess of Rinne-Tensei.

Every L.D.O. Member, both former and current, especially one Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, along with Lord Ren Fuji, Lady Kasumi Ayase, Lady Kei Sakurai, and Lady Rea Himuro, along with the Hegemony Gods who were watching from afar, especially one Lord Suigin and Lord Ougon, along with every native of the Masadaverse who is now watching the live performance were now paying extreme close attention, seeming to have a pretty good idea of what this song is dedicated to in particular, with those in the venue now looking towards the Doctor who is now watching and paying close attention with widened eyes.

"Well, well," Lord Valerian Trifa looked with slightly widened eyes, all as he looks at the Doctor with curiosity and wonder.

The riffs from the electric guitar, the sounds of the electric piano, the drums that were beaten by the sticks, all were timed perfectly, all as Marie begins to sing with the appropriate gestures of the hands, all timed to the tone of the lyrics.

Hikisaku genkyou

Tsukisasu kono shoudou

Shinjitsu made tadoritsukeru?

Ayatsurareta meikyuu

The scene from the viewscreen begins to show the Seventh Doctor, after tilting his fedora hat out of parental approval and making a smile, begins to sport a stern and determined expression, slowly walking forward to the west, all as the winds begin to gently wave his clothing.

As he continues his walk along the shoreline, five mirror like shards would begin to encircle around him, ones that show the images of Ren Fuji, Marguerite "Marie" Breuil, Kasumi Ayase, Kei Sakurai, Rea Himuro, Shirou Yusa, and Eri Honjou

All of the mirror like shards would emit a mirror reflective light emitted from the sunrise, all as they sparkled into dust which immediately shot itself to the Seventh Doctor's hearts, symbolizing a major importance for him, all as he slowly walks through the shoreline.

At that moment, multiple screen like images begin to appear, ones that depict the following L.D.O. members:

Musashi Sakurai - Tubal Cain - II. Rei Sakurai - Tubal Cain - II. Kai Sakurai - Tubal Cain - II. Valerian Trifa - Christof Lohengrin - III. Wilhelm Ehrenburg - Kaziklu Bey - IV. Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen - Valkyria - V. Isaak - Eine Sonnenkind - VI. Goëtz von Berlichingen - Machina - VII. Rusalka Schwagerin - Malleus Maleficarum - VIII.. Eleonore von Wittenburg - Samiel Zentaur - IX. Rot Spinne - X. Riza Brenner - Babylon Magdalena - XI. Wolfgang Schreiber - Hróðvitnir - XII.

At the center of them all were two screen like images, ones that depict the two main L.D.O. members:

Reinhard Heydrich - Mephistopheles - I. Karl Ernst Kraft - Mercurius - XIII.

All of these images were now encircling around the Seventh Doctor, all as the screens begin to disappear, with only two remaining, one's that depict both Rusalka and Karl, with the rest were all sparkled into dust which immediately shot itself to the Seventh Doctor's hearts, symbolizing another major importance for him, all as he slowly walks through the shoreline.

Togisumasareta kanki no uta yo

Ikari no zanzou mo fukai nemuri ni

'Cheer yo Prosit'

In the screen depicting Karl, a scene was being enacted, one that shows the Seventh Doctor and Karl Ernst Kraft seated on two chairs, with chess pieces on the table, with the Doctor being the white player while Karl would be the black player, both of whom were sporting subtle smiles upon one another, all in agreement between common friends who were trapped in the wake of an eternal recurrence.

In the screen depicting Rusalka, a scene was being enacted, one that shows the Seventh Doctor and a very young Rusalka strolling along the pathways with genuine smiles, with the Seventh Doctor twirling his umbrella, decorated with question marks.

Both of these screens were surrounding the Seventh Doctor, which by now, immediately sparkled into dust which immediately shot itself to the Seventh Doctor's hearts, flickering the flames asunder to the bursting, symbolizing another major importance for him, ones of sadness and regret, all as he slowly walks through the shoreline sporting a stern and determined face.

Ima koko ni mezameta

Shinku no kage wo tataeyou

Keiyaku wa kawasare

Yorokobi kyouki mushibamu sou,

Kimi no te de… Subete yo kaere

The scene begins to show the many countless known and unknown events that seemed to pass, denoting the events surrounding the events of the Grand Guignol all as the appearances of multiple clocks were seen surrounding the Seventh Doctor in his walk through the shoreline, all denoting the hours that seemed to pass, all as the clocks seem to be going on and on in an endless recurrence, almost likened to an effect of déjà vu.

Akumu no gengyou

Makureru kono joudou

Kurui sakebi shinjita mono

Tojikomerareta chikai

So gi otosareta urei no kajitsu

Nageki no guuzou wa kuzureochiru you ni

'Kimi wa Messiah?'

The scene begins to show the Seventh Doctor stopping his tracks, with his face becoming saddened with regret, all as memories of long ago before his time in the eternal silent hell were brought in remembrance, recalling all of his companions, friends, and family of long ago. Then he begins to take something out of his right pocket, one that was rosary, made out of materials from the Holy Land, all with the scent of natural odored roses, a personal gift for his journey of hardships and tribulations from his second mother, Lady Michael, Lady and Princess of the Heavenly Host of the Angelus.

At that moment, when the Seventh Doctor begins to clench his right fist, all with his eyes closed in a moment of recall, all as two important figures in his life begin to appear as screen like images that surround him from the left and the right, with the left depicting that of his second mother, Lady Michael, sporting a prayerful expression, with both hands joined in a form of prayer, all with eyes closed, while the other was depicting Rusalka, sporting a saddened expression, with her green eyes seeming to speak as if it were lost and abandoned in the madness of the shadows. Both of these figures were standing behind their backs.

The scene would eventually show the figures disappear, all as the Seventh Doctor begins to open his eyes once more, sporting a stern and determined expression on his face, continuing his walk once more.

Ima koko de mezameru

Mabayui hikari afuredasu

Shinpan ga kudaru toki

Memai ni yureru sanbi wo sou,

Kudake chire… Subete wo kaero

The scene begins to show the many countless known and unknown events that seemed to pass, denoting the events surrounding the events of the Grand Guignol all as the appearances of multiple clocks were seen surrounding the Seventh Doctor in his walk through the shoreline, all denoting the hours that seemed to pass, all as the clocks seem to be going on and on in an endless recurrence, almost likened to an effect of déjà vu.

At that moment, cheers and praises were heard from those who were watching from their view screens, while those from the venue were smiling as befits their common personalities.

At this point, Marie begins to stop for a moment as she, Ren, Kasumi, Kei, Rea, Shirou, Erii, and all of the L.D.O. Members, both former and current, who were present throughout the venue were looking at the Doctor, each in their own way of personality, with expressions of gratitude, ones that the Doctor took notice as he examines all of them one by one. Then the Doctor notices Rusalka, hugging him by the right shoulder, making a smile that was bright as a star, one that was directed at him, almost as if she was saying "Thank you so very much for being a part of our lives, my Lord Doctor,", one that made him slightly tear up as he looked at all the people who were now making expressions of gratitude, all while as the TARDIS Baker Street Boys were doing their utmost best performing their musical instruments with vigor and confidence, all with subtle smiles of professional excitement, all while as the rest of the main companions at the venue were sporting smiles on their faces, all while as the rest of the 12 Core of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies were sporting smiles on their faces.

At that moment, Marie, after breathing in and out in order to mentally prepare herself once again, waiting for right moment to sing once more with confidence and vigor, all while smiling beautifully for her beloved second father, begins to sing once more when the right moment of cord was struck.

Narihibiku sasayaki to megami no emi ni

Marude kiseki no you na Resolute

Amaki kodou ni chikau

The scene begins to show the Seventh Doctor stopping once more, all as he sees a dark cloaked figure, armed with a crimson scarlet saber, with the seeming riddle and color of war present in its person, was a few meters ahead from his position, one that made the Seventh Doctor narrow his blue eyes at the nefarious foe that seemed to have come out of nowhere.

Both of them were staring at each other. Neither would take one's sight of the other. A battle is now about to seemingly commence, all as the Seventh Doctor begins to materialize a blade made out of rationality and enlightenment.

Otosh?i-rerareteku

Yogensha-tachi no tawamure ni

Yugande yuku sekai 'ikarinohi' ni sabaki wo

Sou Requiem... Kono te de kowase

Ima koko ni mezameta

Shinku no kage wo tataeyou

Keiyaku wa kawasare

Yorokobi kyouki mushibamu sou,

Kimi no te de... Subete yo kaere

The scene begins to show the Seventh Doctor and the dark cloaked figure begin to do battle to the death, all as their own blades clash with each other, all as they fight through the unseen, all in seeming speeds that needed to be slowed down for the audience to even see clearly.

Enemies of the ancient past were doing battle. In a time before the beginnings of most who were ever deemed human. A time before even the very Throne. Prayers and languages were uttered from each blade, all as the little accounted Laws formed from within and without.

A Lord of Time and a Servant of the Crimson.

Two ancient enemies, one that was full of the profoundness of opposite sides, one whose conflicts had stretched from the past before the past, from a time before time, when the formation of laws of many countless multiverse settings were yet to be given its due that were to be written that were likened to the tablets of stone as if to prove the divine working of the One Who Is Above All Others. A being of pure divine rationality and science of truth against a being of terrible magnitude that is felt on the subtle scales of rationality and normality of many sorts.

The pacifism remains seemingly of a distant memory. For now comes to a time of dueling between swords instead of words. Rationality in place of Nothingness. Extreme endless opposites that speaks of the deepest dark history that one could possibly think of.

The clashing itself, spanning beyond the three spatial dimensions, all in graceful maneuvers, all to when the sunrise was present from the horizon, all performed with graceful probable maneuvers, performing combat feats that made the description truly hard to be insighted upon by mortals of all sorts as it reaches subtle shapes of no seeming description that could fit the size of spatial dimensions that reaches from beyond the physical and into the metaphysical.

Left. Right. Left. Right. Up. Down. Up. Down.

A parry strike from the side, one that was blocked by the Doctor, while another parry strike commences between the legs, also blocked by the Doctor. The Doctor tries to find the right opening to strike against this nefarious power, all as the seeming nanoseconds seem to pass.

And... with each strike... with each swiftness.. with each subtlety... comes the right precise moment...

The Doctor throws his blade, ducking the nearly incoming crimson saber, nearly decapitating him by the neck, instantly making the thrown sword from above appear instantly from his right hand, sending a strike towards the lower chest region, slashing the dark cloaked figure in half, thereby immediately killing off the abomination that could no longer be called a soul.

The battle is over. The dark cloaked being, after a moment, disintegrates into ashes, with its remains now being scattered by the breezes of the shoreline.

At that moment, the Seventh Doctor would tuck the sword of rationality and enlightenment away, all as he begins to look forward to the future, symbolize through resuming to walk through the shoreline with a stern and determined expression, all as a clock was now seen from his back, seeming to tell of a time when the eternal recurrence would no longer be, for the hands of the clock have finally begun to move forward with nothing to keep it stuck from its tracks.

Insert Song: End

As soon as the song ends, cheers and praises were heard from those who were watching from their view screens, while those from the venue were smiling as befits their common personalities, all while clapping because of the stellar performance.

At this point, everyone from the venue was smiling, clapping their hands due to the profound performance that was given by Marie and the TARDIS Baker Street Boys.

At that moment, the Doctor begins to immediately stand up from his seat, with his face slightly crying, making his way towards Marie in order to give her a parental hug as a sign of gratitude and a job well done, to which Marie accepted with open arms and a smile, all while as the cheers and praises became even louder.

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Dies irae - Animation OST: AHIH ASHR AHIH

I'm not a human being. I walk in eternity.

That is what the Doctor once said to Sarah Jane Smith oh so very long ago back in the days of his fourth incarnation, the fourth hour of the day.

One of the things to remember about being a Lord of Time is the fact that one could practically live forever. Time, age, things that are as important to humans is really quite trivial and little of importance to a Lord of Time.

One of the oldest civilizations in existence. Practically gods before the gods, with only a few that ever truly surpassing them in power.

But now... Forever gone. With only a few little survivors remaining all because of a War that shook the very foundations of Creation itself.

And the Doctor was one of the very few that were truly left. For as of the present moment of relativity, time had yet to be rewritten.

Tonight was December 25, 1939.

Well, one of countless many anyway for the Time Lord known as the Doctor. A man who had been through that date for more times than he could possibly count at this point due to the consequence of travelling the Known and Unknown Multiverse; also in due fact to spending a very long time, in what amounts to an equivalent of "prison time" much worse than his exile on Earth back in his third incarnation, if you will; in what amounts to an eternal recurrence of days long since past, but with time, had now decided to move ever forward by the new Goddess that forever reigns on the Throne, all due to careful intricate planning and extreme patience on his part, and with the moving of the set towards the desired outcome of a new road of fortunes for the renewed ephemeral moment.

At this moment, he was in a time of turbulence and trepidation that would no doubt play a major role for the whole world at large. One that had begun during the invasion of Poland at least a few months earlier, beginning from September 1 up to October 6, 1939.

The German invasion began on September 1, one week after the signing of the Molotov–Ribbentrop Pact between Germany and the Soviet Union, and one day after the Supreme Soviet of the Soviet Union had approved the pact. The Soviets invaded Poland on September 17. The campaign ended on October 6 with Germany and the Soviet Union dividing and annexing the whole of Poland under the terms of the German–Soviet Frontier Treaty.

The Doctor, in the time of his seventh hour, his seventh face, the Seventh Doctor, wearing the usual formal clothing as part of his official business as Time's Champion, that is composed of a wrinkled cream-coloured linen suit, with a glistening silk shirt worn with a paisley blue cravat, and a paisley banded white fedora that he wore on his head. Worn on his lapel was a Smiley Face pin badge.

But he wasn't alone this time.

At this point, he was accompanied by a very old friend; a fellow scientist and traveller of eternity of a sort who he had encountered for more than enough countless times at this point that they might as well have been the best of old friends. People who have gone against the worst types of unimaginable horror that could drive almost anyone mad. Well, all except them and a few others who aren't here for the moment.

Professor Paradox was his name. At this point, he doesn't have his lab coat and googles with him, only wearing a white shirt with a brown vest and black tie, black pants, and black shoes. His old friend had, to put it bluntly, wanted to blend in with the crowd without anyone getting too suspicious and not wanting to attract too much attention which was why he forgo the need to wear his lab coat and googles for this appropriate moment.

For as of this point, both of them were now sitting on a wooden chair, all as they drink simple tea, looking towards the direction where some of the former members of the now no longer existing Longinus Dreizehn Orden (L.D.O.), just having a good time of their lives. Well... good may not be quite the relative term to describe the case of one Eleonore von Wittenburg who was too busy dealing with the shenanigans of her subordinate - Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen - for what amounts to the nth time of her life. As much as anyone can be at this point where the Nazis Party or anything related to World War II in general is concerned.

They were just watching, all while sipping their teas, listening in on the conversation with attentive ears.

Paradox begins to speak first, holding unto his tea and plate, sporting a smile. "It would seem that things have settled down quite naturally well for some of the L.D.O. members, or should I say former L.D.O. members now due to confidential circumstances for those in the know such as us."

The Doctor simply smiled, one that was full of happiness and sadness, all in memory of the fact that the eternal nightmare was finally over and done with. "Quite so, my old friend. And with that comes the part where no one from outside this cosmology would need not to no longer worry about getting stuck in the traffic as it were for the time being."

Paradox simply smiled sadly, knowing of the subtle words that were to be described. "Still, my friend, don't you think that you should go over there for yourself in order to get yourself reacquainted with them as it were."

The Doctor simply shakes his head. "No, not this time," he said, while looking at some of the L.D.O. members, along with Lotus Reichhart, performing a toast between friends. "They don't need me to bother around with their lives anymore. As of this moment, I am no more than just a simple stranger passing through. As far as this new world is concerned, we have never met, and so shall it be."

"And what about Ms. Schwagerin?," asked Paradox, sporting a pointed expression towards the Doctor.

The Doctor's face only grew sadder, all while as he looks at the aforementioned Anna Schwagerin, no longer that of a sadistic witch, but only that of a simple waitress at a bar, serving drinks to customers and travellers of all sorts.

He could only shake his head, speaking in a sad tone. "No, not even with Anna. Besides, I doubt that even if I did met her, she wouldn't remember me either way and I sincerely hope that it stays that way this time," he said, drinking his tea. "No need for her to get involved with someone like me, old friend. My walk through the boundaries of eternity has more than enough in my cosmic plate as it is."

"From what you told me regarding your experiences in this cosmos, old friend, it would appear that Ms. Schwagerin would seem to have some amount of genuine feelings for you in particular," spoke Paradox, sporting a concerned expression.

"All the more reason for me not to meet her," the Doctor said in a tone that was final. "Its far better for her and Lotus Reichart to be together, Paradox. I on the other hand could only make her life miserable. That's all I'll be ever good for really. Its far better for the both of us if she would not meet someone who brings about the misfortunes of the cosmic playdom wherever and whenever he goes," he said, all while sporting a saddened expression.

"You're being too hard on yourself, old friend," Paradox chided gently.

"Not hard enough," the Doctor muttered, all while finishing his tea, to which afterwards, he begins to put it back to his bigger-on-the-inside pockets, standing up as he said with a smile. "I'll be heading back to the TARDIS now. Do you wish to accompany me for a little while, old friend? We haven't been able to catch up for so very long due to being stuck on traffic as it were, so I'd figure that you must have a couple of adventures that you would like to share with me, for I quite miss that kind of talk since my unwarranted stay at the traffic as it were."

Paradox smiled, finishing his tea, to which afterwards, he also begins to put it back to his bigger-on-the-inside pockets, standing up as he said with a smile of his own. "I would be quite delighted too, old friend, for I too wished to hear of your current adventures as well."

"If that is the case," the Doctor smiled, as he and Paradox begin to take leave towards the door. "Then let's be off then, old friend."

But unbeknownst to the Doctor and Paradox, as soon as they left for the door, one Anna Schwagerin begins to spot the Doctor from the corner of her eyes, which now begin to widened considerably, all as memories upon memories of things that had once happened were now coming back in full circle, for as each memory came back, so would silent tears begin to erupt, all as the occupants of the table were sporting expressions of concern and alarm.

"Anna?! What's wrong?!," asked Beatrice, sporting a concerned expression on her face.

She could not answer. She could not. She could only look with her teary green eyes at Beatrice, Eleonore, Riza, Valerian, and Lotus. All of whom she knew... in a past life, ...in a past world.

She... (static) She... (static) She... (static) remembers...

Everything...

And that moment, she did not hesitate to run towards the door, not paying heed to the loud concerned voices that were now being heard from her sprinting back, all as she begins to make haste towards the man that she had loved, not wanting to be left behind once again.

No. Never again.

"Ah, here we are," the Doctor said with a smile, all as he and Paradox finally came to the TARDIS after what amounts to a few meter walk down the bar. The Doctor would begin to grab the TARDIS key in order to unlock the doors. The doors were unlocked. The Doctor turns towards Paradox with a smile and a gesture. "Shall we?"

"Wait just a moment, old friend," Paradox said, raising his left hand, sporting a curious look as he took his pocket watch - Chrono Navigator - expecting it with curiosity before eventually smiling quite happily. "I believe that in the next few seconds or so, someone of interest to you appears to be coming our way, and this someone is sprinting fast."

"Hmm?" the Doctor raised an eyebrow, and was just about to ask when suddenly.

"Doctor!"

The Doctor's blue eyes begin to widened, all as he spots a teary eyed Anna Schwagerin who was sprinting from the deserted stone walkway, calling out to him in a loud desperate voice.

"Doctor, wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! WAITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!"

She raises her right hand, as if to tell the Doctor to stay where he is, sprinting fast as she begins to tackle him down inside the TARDIS.

"Ooff," the Doctor staggered backwards, being suddenly tackled by the petite Anna, who by now was hugging him tightly, not letting go for one second.

"aha aaahh ahhhh ahhhhhhaaaaaaah!," Anna Schwagerin was crying, all while hugging the Doctor as tightly as she could. "Please! Please don't leave! Not again! Never again! Please!" she said, while crying and trembling vehemently, clinging to him as if her life had depended on it.

The Doctor begins to widened his eyes out, all as he sees Anna crying very vehemently, not wanting to let him for one instance, all as she begins to hug him to prevent him from ever escaping. Not that the Doctor would want to escape. Not after seeing the rather dreadful state that Anna Schwagerin. At this point, the Doctor could only begin to gently pat her in the back, shushing her gently, saying "Shh Shh. Its alright, Anna. Its alright. I'm here. I won't leave. Not again," he said, all while embracing the petite woman very tightly, who still continued to cry very vehemently.

At this moment, Paradox would only sport a pleased smile, walking inside the TARDIS and managed to close the doors, saying. "Well it appears that you must be quite busy down there, old friend. If this were the case, then I suppose I should head towards the library in order to look at the preserved manuscripts of one Willam Shakespeare while you would be busy dealing with our little predicament as it were," he said with sense of humor, all as he heads towards the TARDIS Library in order to see said manuscripts, to which the Doctor could only look towards Paradox with annoyance, feeling as if his old friend knew that this was going to happen somehow and that he just got, to put things eloquently, "trolled".

And so, the Doctor could only sit down, comforting one Anna Schwagerin, his most precious star, still crying to the point of her tears being seen from the Doctor's wrinkled cream-coloured linen suit.

It took a very long time for the Doctor to get one Anna Schwagerin to stop crying as it were. And as for how long... Three hours at most last he checked.

At this point, Anna had managed to stop crying vehemently for the time being. The problem however lay in the fact that that didn't mean that she hadn't stopped clinging to him for what amounts to the next hour or so, all as he and Anna were now presently sitting on a wooden bench, located at one of the large hallways, the one that had school lockers all over the area, with the latter still sporting teary eyed expressions, all while embracing the former very tightly, not wanting to let him get away in fear of being left behind once again.

The Doctor could only sigh heavily at this point, while making a sad smile on his face, gently patting Anna's red hair.

Really now, he thought to himself with a sad smile, a young lady like her should not be crying this much for him.

"Anna," the Doctor said, looking towards the seemingly frail Anna Schwagerin who was still embracing him, not wanting to let go.

No response. Not a single word. There was just silence. Only the trembling of a petite figure was felt. Only a few sobs here and there. All this made the Doctor continue to sigh heavily, still making that sad smile.

"Anna," he tried again.

At that point, Anna Schwagerin was now looking towards him. She still had the face of someone who had cried for a very long while. One that had her mouth trembled. One that had her eyes teary to the point of seeing slight tears flow down her cheeks.

The Doctor smiled. "There now," he gently touched Anna's cheeks in order to wipe her tears. "A young woman such as yourself shouldn't cry this way."

At this moment, Anna Schwagerin could only sport a look teary eyed expression, a trembling face that speaks volumes of grief and sorrow to the Doctor in particular.

She can't let him go. Not now. Not ever. Not in her own lifetime that has been renewed through the replacing of the old world (Fourth Heaven) with a new world (Fifth Heaven). For as of this point in her renewed life, she no longer has her powers, gone like the rest of those that belonged to the old world (Fourth Heaven). She would now age just like any other human. And its because of this that she wanted to ask a sincere question to the man who had been a constant in her side for so many years. The man that she truly loved with all her heart.

"...Why?," she said with a trembling voice.

That was a question. A question that the Doctor understood all too well. A basic summarized question if you will.

Why would he just simply leave this time without even directly meeting her and the rest of the L.D.O. once again? Why would he just be simply content to watch from afar and not having to interact with her or anyone else in the L.D.O. ever again? Why would he just simply leave without even saying a simple goodbye? Why would he just simply leave after literally everything that has happened?

The Doctor sighed heavily, looking straight towards the side, removing his fedora and place it to his right. He spoke in a solemn tone. "Because you don't need me anymore, Anna."

And that direct honest answer, made in a tone that was solemn, made Anna Schwagerin's heart break like glass all due to the fact that when truly listened to its content, it does seem to be the case, despite not wanting to accept such a notion.

"There's an old saying from a very old friend of mine, an old friend who lived from a universe that is so very far away from here, not native to this particular cosmos, one whose job was to take care of naughty children and set them straight if you will," the Doctor spoke with a sad smile. "She would always say all too often when it comes to her line of work: When you need me, but do not want me, then I must stay. When you want me, but no longer need me, then I have to go," he looked towards Anna who was now tearing up, mulling his every word which seem both gentle and sharp. He looked at Anna with gentle blue eyes, speaking in a gentle tone. "You don't need me anymore, Anna. Neither you, nor the rest of the L.D.O., nor Ren, nor anyone else who lives in this particular cosmos. I've done all that I can in order to finally put an end to the Eternal Mercurial Recurrence (Die Omega Ewigkeit), all in accordance with my agreements with Karl, to which I've already finished what I had set out to do, with the help and assistance of yourself and everyone else. And now, with the coming of the new world, one that is not tied anymore to an eternal cycle of repeatable occurrences, but would now move ever so straightforward, looking towards the future with hope, I would now begin to say with satisfaction that I have now finished what I had set about to do. This world wouldn't really need a Doctor anymore because this world was already healed of its sickness, and thus comes a time when I would now have to take my leave once more, for many countless others out there still have need of me. As a matter of fact, I'd figure that it was best that if I finally got back home to my own cosmos for I deeply truly miss all of my old friends and acquaintances, people that I have not seen in so very long. Might as well do a check up on them as well after this," he said with a sad smile.

That's right. The Doctor was not a native of the Masadaverse. He was a native of the Whoniverse. This wasn't really his home cosmos to begin with. He was simply just passing through in order to help out an old friend by the name of Karl Ernst Krafft, and also to help free the Masadaverse of its eternal recurrence that plagued its inhabitants to the point of stagnation.

And now, he had finally managed to accomplished it, all through patience and effort on his part that had lasted for an eternity, with numbers becoming insignificant and arbitrary.

But...

"...But still," Anna whispered, with slight tears falling to her cheeks, clenching the wrinkled cream-coloured linen suit of the Doctor. "Why couldn't you at least have the decency to say goodbye? Why couldn't you just find it in yourself to see me one last time before you would eventually return home to where you came from? Why?"

At that moment, the Doctor could only grew sadder, slightly looking to the side, speaking in a tone of sorrow. "I wasn't really much of a goodbye person, Anna. And besides that, like I told you just now, you really don't need me anymore."

"Who said that I don't need you anymore?!," spoke one Anna Schwagerin, in a loud tone of voice, one that was heard in echoes throughout the hallway, all as she clenches the wrinkled cream-coloured linen suit very tightly, sporting an expression that was sad and angry, with tears rolling down her cheeks. "Who said that you could just simply walk away after literally everything that has happened?! Who said that you could just leave and not even say a simple goodbye anymore?! Or are you simply saying that you don't need me or everyone else anymore now that everything is all said and done?!"

"No!," the Doctor answered with no hesitation, sporting a grief stricken expression, almost hurt at such an accusation that he had never once thought of. "Its never anything like that!"

"Then why?!," Anna asked, very insistently.

The Doctor sported a sad, hesitant expression. "My life... is not very suited for you, Anna. In fact, you would be far more suitable to someone like Lotus Reichart than me. For unlike him, I am and will always be the Traveller from Beyond Time. I am the Sandman. I am Time's Champion. I am the Doctor. Staying in one place for far too long isn't really what my life is all about. There are other things that I must do, places I must visit, people I must return to. I am not a human being, Anna. I am a Time Lord. I walk in eternity. Do you understand what I'm saying? It means that at this point, in this new world that you are now living in, you are now starting to truly but slowly age. Your powers are all but gone. You are simply just a normal person now. You could choose to spend your life with me, but I can't spend the rest of mine with you. Whether I like it or not, I have to move on, alone. That is the curse of being a Time Lord. To practically live forever. And not just that, I have so many powerful enemies out there, some of them who would practically outrank me in terms of scale, and some of them would not hesitate to target my love ones in order to find a hidden weak spot as it were. And not even just that, there may have to come a time when we would eventually have to part ways all due to unfortunate circumstances beyond our control. Do you really still want to stay beside me even after all of that?"

At this point, Anna Schwagerin was simply sporting a pondering expression amidst such teary eyed expressions, thinking of all that was said for a few moments, before eventually answering. "I don't care," she said, still clenching the wrinkled cream-coloured linen suit. "I don't care about all of that. All I want is to spend every moment of the present with you. All I ever really wanted was to stay beside you, to catch up to you, to live together in the emphemeral moment. Yes, I know that I am slowly aging. Yes, I know that I don't have my powers anymore. But... I couldn't care less about that. I just want to stay with you, if only just a little while longer. I know that you always have to keep moving forward, not staying and settling down like the others. I know that you always have to move on and keep travelling as it is practically second nature to you, but please!," she said, with a tone that was practically begging to be heard and listened too. "Please take me with you! Don't leave me behind this time! I don't want to lose you in my life forever! I... I don't think my heart could take that. Please, let me stay! Please!"

At this point, the Doctor could only sigh heavily at the rather stubborn woman that was now practically begging for him to take her along with him. Truth be told, he was honestly afraid that this might happen. All the cycles of eternity that he had spent were simply all to ensure that one Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin and many countless others would finally manage to attain a life of peace with no more need for conflict or war. And after uncountable cycles of planning behind the scenes, he finally managed to pull it all off, with help and assistance from those fighting on the front lines.

And as of this moment, when looking at the petite woman that is right in front of her, practically begging him to take her with him, all to the point of tears, he couldn't help but simply sigh heavily in resignation, to which he eventually form a sad smile. "Oh my dear little Anna, even now, you are always quite the stubborn woman that I've known you for," he said, while gently caressing Anna's cheeks.

Anna was simply looking at the Doctor with hopeful eyes, all as she hears an answer from the Doctor in particular, all with a sad smile on his face. "Alright, fine. You can stay, however, there would need to be a set of ground rules as it were, all in due part to the sacredness of history and for the safety of everyone that we've known for on the past world (Fourth Heaven), you understand?"

At that moment, Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin was simply smiling and laughing in tears, all as she embraces the Doctor in joy and relief. Finally, she thought with a smile, for now was the time for her to catch up to the man that she loved and stand by his side. And she will make every moment of it count.

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Dies irae - Animation OST: Ewige Wiederkunft

Back to the days of the present relative moment in meta-time, back to the tenth hour of the day, the Tenth Doctor, now wearing his usual attire which is composed of a light brown Duster-type overcoat, a dark brown suit with blue pinstripes, and dark Converse All Stars trainers was simply walking outside the ranch, observing the ancient trees of the Ainhard Forest, along with observing the heavens above, with the twinkling stars and three moons that were in there. Accompanied alongside him would be one Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, still in her Pre-L.D.O. body, now wearing her SS Uniform, who was grabbing unto his left shoulder, all as she walks alongside the Doctor, also observing alongside the Doctor with interest.

Accompanied alongside their observations are one Lord William Ehrenburg and Lady Claudia Jerusalem who were walking alongside them by just a few short meters before the Doctor and Rusalka's position. Also accompanying them would be the two infamous Clone Generals of the Army, Rex and Cody, carrying their helmets and placing it to their right waist, being held by the right hand, being quite near to the Doctor and Rusalka as they were also walking alongside them. All of them were simply taking a walk and a stroll through the ancient forest through the ever present pathways.

After the wonderful and exciting event that was held at the ranch, many were now currently undergoing some well earned rest in their own assigned rooms while the rest were simply just taking a stroll around here and there.

It is now the thirteenth hour of nightfall.

"...Beautiful," spoke Claudia, sporting an awed expression as she sees the three bright moons in the sky.

"I must admit old man, you weren't really kidding back then when you said that there were three moons on this so called realm of yours," spoke William, making a pleased smirk as he sees the three moons shining brightly from above the vaults of the sky which made the surrounding area that they were traversing through becoming more clearly visible than the usual normal nightfall of Earth.

"Well you may find that the moons are not the only things worth of interest here, Wilhelm," the Doctor said casually, sporting a solemn observing expression. "A lot of things tend to lurk around these forests every now and then that I tend to notice when I was a simple Time Tot. If you thought Earth in general had strange kinds of creatures, this realm tends to have a lot of those all over the place, most of which are just hidden at plain sight."

"Is that a challenge I hear, old man?," asked Wilhelm, smirking as if he was being challenged to find said creatures who are hidden at plain sight.

"Make of it what you will," the Doctor said simply. Then he turns towards his two clone generals who were the nearest to his position. "Speaking of which, Rex, Cody, how long until the boys in blue and the boys in orange get here," he asked this all in reference to both the 501st Legion and the 7th Sky Corps, both clone military officers, soldiers, and cadets, who would all be heading to the realm of Helios Praxima under his official orders, all in preparation for the time when TARDIS School would eventually make full session for the next few days.

"According to the official comm chatters, ETA 14:00 hours, sir," spoke Cody, sporting a professional expression.

The Doctor simply smiled. "Good," he said before turning his face straight as he walks the pathways. "I'd figure that the boys could also use some form of downtime from their official duties in spatio-temporal affairs, and so I wondered, why not invite them to my place so that they could use said downtime for simple military recreation activities as it were. That and well, I just know that with them here, the Prank Wars would finally begin once again."

"Oh kriff," Rex pinched his eyes in memory of the usual event that resulted in epic pranks among the troops and cadets that turned TARDIS School into a comedic warzone that also had other people join in for the hell of it. "The Prank Wars. I swear, whoever thought about this idiotic event needs to get shot to the firing squad."

"Now, now, Rex, it wasn't really that bad," the Doctor simply smiled with reassuring humor, with Rusalka and Wilhelm smirking, and Claudia was simply slightly laughing in sweatdropped fashion, as they recall all of the fun times of comedic relief that happened in the case of the Prank Wars.

"Sir, the last time someone initiated a Prank War, General Deadpool and a few other idiots that he payed on the side had managed to spray red paint all over one of the TPA Senate Buildings on Terra Prime, writing "WITH GREAT POWER COMES GREAT MERCHANDISING OPPORTUNITY!" or "POLITICS SUCKS!" or "MY FINGERS ARE LONG AND BEAUTIFUL AS IT HAS BEEN WELL DOCUMENTED UNDER VARIOUS PARTS OF MY SEXY BODY!" among other things. It took weeks before we and a few others finally managed to clean that mess up," Rex pointed out in a deadpanned expression.

"Hmhahahahaha!," Wilhelm laughed out loud, putting his hands to his chest, all while recalling that incident as clear as the night. "Yeah, I remembered that shit all too well considering that I, Schreiber, and a few others were there at the time accompanying Lord Heydrich in one of the usual hearings of that day."

"And there was that other time when someone decided to spring a couple of automated turrets that fires non lethal basketballs on the students and staff whenever they cross one of the sensored areas of the hallways," Rex continued to point out.

"Oh yes, I recall Ned and Forrest Jr. telling me and a few others about it back then," the Doctor said, simply smiling as he recalled the incident that made Vice Principal Crubbs nearly tear his head off in frustration as those same basketballs had managed to broke one of his flamingo collections. "Still you have to admit, the Prank Wars tend to bring the best out of the good, the bad, and the ugly alike, challenging them in new ways to get creative and use their own imaginations on how to make things fun."

"Fun is a relative word, sir," Rex continued to point out.

"True, true," the Doctor said simply.

And as the Doctor spoke, he, Rusalka, Wilhelm, Claudia, Rex, and Cody all begin to spot from the corner of their eye, the same butterfly hordes that they all saw earlier in the morning, flying at high altitude with grace, all as they showered yellow pollen like particles from their majestic wings that were sent towards the rich soil, which in turn made flowers, plants, and trees of all sorts which automatically bloom and sprout in full wonder.

"Ahhh," Claudia widened her eyes in wonder while walking alongside Wilhelm.

"Interesting," Rusalka spoke, observing the phenomenon with interest with a smile. "Creating life through the act of pollination. Very wonderful to behold for the eyes."

"That and many more capable feats on the way considering that these majestic creatures are basically the guardians of this realm," the Doctor explained. "And they will defend this realm even unto their very last breath, being the greatest of warriors who would make the Daleks and other creatures of horror have a run for their money."

"Oh we know, sir, considering the fact that we've already seen these beings in action quite sometime before during the War," spoke Cody, smiling in reminiscence on how these majestic beings had once saved him and his men's hide during the inter-dimensional cross fire slugfest that happened on one copy paste version of Felucia.

The Doctor smirked. "Oh yes, I'm well aware of how that turned out due to being there back then. What they did with the Daleks was quite hilarious to behold. Imagine that, a bunch of battle hardened metal pepperpots of doom being beaten by a unique set of butterfly hordes of all things."

"Hmhahahahahahahahahahaha!," everyone laughed as hilarious images of the Daleks get fodderized by butterflies all came to their imagination, all as they continued their walk among the pathways.

"Hey guys. Has anyone noticed something off about the Doctor lately?"

That was the question of one Lord Ren Fuji, with a serious expression and crossed arms, leaning towards a large oak like tree, all as he, Andy Barclay, John Connor, Kōichi Minamoto, Taki Tachibana, Touma Kamijou, Conan Edogawa, Kyon, Sota Mizushino, and Lelouch Lamperouge were all standing by on one part of the ancient forest of Ainhard, being surrounded by at least three large oak like trees that form a triangle shape pattern, with a few grasses here and there, to which was otherwise a very clear area devoid of anything except for the rich brown soil that they were all standing on.

The other main companions were all sporting serious expressions on their faces in response to the question at hand.

Truth be told, they've been very suspicious about the Doctor since the moment they and everyone else got into the TARDIS. And even before that, Ren himself was quite suspicious as a hint from Lord Suigin had begun to sink in as the seeming moments of time seemed to pass by.

"Heed my words well, oh most high Lord of the Ephemeral Moment, for there may come a time unlike any other, at the very moment when the clock strikes upon the right hour of the day, when you and your brothers would now about to face a certain reality that eludes even the wisest and most fairest of them all, in the ever present precipice of a certain probable death in the midst of a war of swiftness that forever shrouds the fate of the one you would call with all your hearts as your father who had more than half a life that would only delay the coming inevitable truth that may or may not come to pass."

A hint from the Mercury. Not something to brush about as far as Ren was concerned. And he would know all too well considering that whenever Lord Suigin gives hints like that, it was usually for the best to pay close heed to them due to experience.

There were certain keywords that he could glean from such hints of enigmatic verbose that could might as well not be well understood by those who do not know where to look.

A hint about death. A hint about war. A hint about the Doctor, the one that he and his brothers of Team TARDIS call him as father with all of their hearts.

And this was a hint that he told to his brothers, to which all who were present had certain reactions that befits their personalities. And all them turned grim and serious as the hints continued to haunt them to the core.

"Mercurius-sensei told you that, huh," Kyon said grimly, with arms crossed.

Ren made a nod. "That's right. Something about the way that he said it was pissing me off to no end, especially with what he was trying to imply, especially with the tone that he used, almost as if he was warning me about something that might happen to the Doctor sometime soon."

"Its not just that though, Ren," John pointed out in a grim tone. "Have all of you seen the Doctor's face for the past few hours lately? No matter how subtle he thinks he is, he couldn't really hide the fact from all of us that something is definitely wrong going on with him. And I would bet that Rusalka would know as well considering that slightly depressed look on her face whenever the Doctor was brought up in the conversation."

"And its not just that either," Andy pointed out in a grim tone. "I managed to talk with Ruben from the side, asking him about what had the Doctor been doing lately, to which he said, and I quote: "Lord Doctor hasn't had visitors for quite sometime before Lady Malleus, and eventually Lady Babylon and Lady Valkyria had arrive under orders from Lord Suigin himself, all to keep a close watch on him as it were.""

And as the grim tones were uttered, the entire atmosphere seemed completely bleak in a profound way, one was thick to the point of the three moons not being a given comfort at the moment and only emphasize this growing need to know what is truly going on regarding the Doctor's life.

And as they were thinking of this, a familiar motherly voice was heard.

"It is very late for all of you to be here at this very hour."

Suddenly, all of the main companions eventually turned around, spotting Lady Michael coming towards them, all as the three shades of moonlight shine on her back, as if to emphasize on the holiness and greatness of the tall, regal figure of motherly gestures and expressions that forever graces the hearts of men unto salvation that is built on the principle of hope.

"Lady Michael!," exclaimed Touma Kamijou, as he and his fellow main companions made a slight bow of the head as a sign of respect to who they could consider to be their second grandmother.

Lady Michael simply smiled sadly. "Raise your heads, Children of Time," she said, to which the main companions obeyed, noticing the sad smile that was on her face. "I would assume that you have been talking about the current problem that my son, your father, is now undergoing in secret."

"Yes, my Lady," Ren spoke with respect, with his eyes hoping for some form of clarity in the midst of this bleak topic. "With respect, do you happen to know what has been bothering the Doctor lately?"

Lady Michael's smile became even more sadder, one that was noticed by the main companions, as if to emphasize the vital importance of this topic. "In regards to that, what I am about to tell you all is strictly for your ears only and no one else. For the time for this information to come to light is not yet the right one."

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Dies irae - Animation OST: disce libens

By the time when the explanations were all said and done, they couldn't really believe it to themselves, and they might not have were it not for the fact that it was Lady Michael herself, their second grandmother, Leader and Princess of the Heavenly Host of Angelus, who spoke of what is now bothering about the Doctor, to which they have no right to disbelieve as the truth was now staring at them in the face the more they deeply ponder it clearly to their minds.

The Doctor's time is almost up. And it would occur in the very far relative future to come.

It would essentially mean that because of the major fact regarding the time when a Dalek shot him during the events of the 27 Planets Crisis Event that happened in the Whoniverse sometime in the relative past, which in turn made him regenerate, to which he tried to abort by aiming the regeneration energy into the container housing his severed hand, one that was cut off during his battle with the Sycorax Leader; the regeneration energy dissipates and the Doctor emerges, still in his tenth incarnation, with the result of which ended up creating the Meta-Crisis Tenth Doctor, also known as Corin.

According to official records, that event was considered as an aborted regeneration, thereby not being counted officially as a part of the limited twelve regeneration cycles.

Or at least... that's what they thought.

"...No," Touma Kamijou whispered in dread, putting his hands between the front sides of his face, slowly kneeling down in subtle grief and realization.

The rest of the main companions were not really doing any better, with their own expressions of grief giving form in accordance with their own personalities.

"Tch," Ren clicked his tongue, with his mouth trembling in sadness, anger, and grief, with arms crossed, leaning towards a large oak like tree while slowly falling down towards the ground, all while as he tries very hard not to show any tears, but inwardly was at the point of breaking down, trying his very utmost best to control himself and not let his power as a Hegemony God loose, to which he was thankfully assisted with the comforting grace of one Lady Michael who subtly produced multi-dimensional waves of reassurance and comfort from her twelvefold wings, all in simple motherly fashion.

"...It can't be," Conan Edogawa said in sadness, with eyes becoming sadder with grief the more he realizes the weight of the truth that was bestowed on all of them, one that they could never tell anyone else about, not even to the closest of persons, all as his hands were in his pockets.

"Son of a bitch!," Kyon shouted, punching one of the branches of one of the large oak like trees, to which in turn graze his right fist that made it bleed due to little created wounds upon impact of said punch, only for Lady Michael to heal said wounds immediately as if in an instant, to which Kyon sported a grateful expression.

"Sorry my Lady," Kyon said in contrition.

Lady Michael only smiled sadly. "No need. I understand all to well, my grandson."

Koichi Minamoto was trembling, being stiff in movement, trying his very best to hold everything together, turning towards Lady Michael who was giving him and the rest of his main companions a smile of sympathy and empathy. He spoke with respect, amidst little feelings of difficulty that is weighed down by the truth. "With respect my Lady, why hasn't the Doctor told us that he has been going through all of this by himself?"

Lady Michael simply smiled sadly, saying in a sad tone. "It is because he does not want anyone else to worry for him for the time being, least of all to his sons most especially. Truth be told, only a few people of significance knew of this. Myself, some of my fellow Angelus sisters, the 12 Core Members, the Administrator and the O5 Council, Lord Suigin, Lady Aurora, and a few many more whose names I need not mention for the time being. You must understand, my grandsons, that my son, your father, had always been the person who would never want to burden his problems with anyone else. The only reason that Lady Malleus, Lady Babylon, and Lady Valkryia had known of this is because of the fact that by a few hints that were provided to them by Lord Suigin, along with investigations and ponderings on their own, had become eventually quite well aware of the general state that your father is truly in now. For as a Time Lord, you all know as much as I that he has only 12 regenerations in total for use as imposed by the Time Lords as a part of keeping with the natural order, and that what had happened at the 27 Planet Crisis was a counted regeneration, despite your father's best efforts to abort such a fate. As of this moment, your father is now in actuality in his twelfth incarnation, with his final regeneration commencing into his thirteenth sometime in the very far relative future."

"In other words, without the Time Lords around to deal with this problem, the Doctor only has one life left before the very end of it all," John Connor spoke in a grim tone, with crossed arms.

"That is correct, my grandson," Lady Michael sadly nodded in confirmation. "Although, truth be told, with regards to my son's relative future death, it has quite yet to occur for the time being as it is both too far away for the moment of reach, thereby rendering such an event a mere shadow of probability, nothing more, nothing less. Another point of fact is that my Enemy - the Scarlet King - would want my son's death to happen in one shape or form on Trenzalore, all as a moment of spite against him and me in particular for his eternal defeat in the Final Days of the War and all in due part to fearing and rightly so of the unlimited potential that my son is truly capable of wielding."

"What do you mean by that, my Lady?," asked Andy Barclay, paying very close attention, with arms crossed.

Lady Michael explained. "For instance, as you may well know by now, my son and the Scarlet King have been eternal enemies for uncountable aeons; neither of whom could never truly destroy and vanquish the other. For my son may be much lower in rank in comparison to the Scarlet King, but he has proven time and time again through the use of his gifts as a Lord of Time, through my counsels, and through his many given connections that he had gained throughout his life, managed to claim swift victories in the midst of apparent defeats through various indirect means, becoming a penultimate master of the art of subtlety, a chessmaster par excellence, being as wise as a serpent and as simple as a dove, for he knows that he cannot defeat the Scarlet King by ordinary direct means, and so had decided at a more subtle indirect approach. Many countless battles that were waged between them that had culminated to its boiling point during the Last Great Time War had cost my son quite dearly, as even with his victories assured, he still lost quite a lot of significant people that he had failed to save, to which in turn made him fight all the more harder as the aeons drew by. And the Scarlet King himself had never once underestimated my son for one single fraction of a second, as even before the War, he had made it his utmost effort to destroy my son from both within and without, through various indirect means and sometimes even directly, to which I and many others had to greatly intervene sometimes, to which the conflict between the two eventually culminated from the Time War up unto the present relative time up unto the future relative day when he is fated to eventually die in a battlefield of unknown proportions that I could not reveal to you at this present moment, for it is not the right time to do so. However, the only thing I could tell you regarding the event of my son's relative death is that it is quite inevitably related to the Last Great Time War."

"..." the main companions all made grimaced expressions, irritated at the obvious pointed fact that the Time War came back to rear its ugly head once again in their lives.

"Tck," Ren clicked his tongue in irritation and anger, with his blue eyes beginning to slightly brighten, with arms crossed, muttering. "Of course it just had to be the fucking Time War again."

Indeed. No matter how powerful one could be, now matter how sure one could be, it would appear that even with the actual conflict TIME LOCKED as it were, the scars would still remain for one reason or another, all as an eternal reminder of a conflict that must never ever be repeated ever again.

"My Lady," Ren said, looking towards Lady Michael while slowly standing up from his position. "With your official permission, I would like to explain this vital information that you provided for us to only one person that I and everyone gathered here would trust without said information leaking."

"Oh, and who might that be, my grandson?," Lady Michael asked, raising an eyebrow of seeming curiosity.

"Agent Shirou Yusa of the SCP Foundation, my Lady," Ren said.

Lady Michael smiled sadly. "Then you have my approval for it, for he too is my grandson as much as all of you, for his discreetness is most quite appreciated even until this day."

"...No way," spoke one Shirou Yusa, all in a tone of disbelief.

When he first got brought here all of a sudden by Lady Michael and teleported him straight towards where Ren Fuji and the other main companions were, the first thing that he noticed was the looks on all of their faces, all of which were grim and subtle, one that spoke volumes for the present situation that had made Lady Michael herself brought him personally to them, all in order to hear of the vital information that would be entrusted to him and him alone.

And now...

"(Sigh). Yeah, that's basically the gist of it really," Ren sighed heavily, with eyes slightly turned downwards, all as he leans on a large oak like tree.

"Tck," Shirou bit his tongue, due to feelings of grief, irritation, and disbelief at such a prospect that was laid before him, one that seemed completely impossible on first glance but would become ever so clear the more one looks at it.

The Doctor is going to die.

Not now. Not later. But sometime soon in the very far relative future to come.

Truth be told, he's neither stupid nor naïve. He knows just as much as anyone on how the Time Lords in general have the usual twelve regenerations in total as an imposed set of limitations all in respect to the natural order.

But...

He thought that he had more time. He thought that they had more time. And as he looked into the face of his best friend and his fellow main companions, it was quite the same common thought that they all shared. That they all thought that they had more time.

The worst part was the fact that the Scarlet King wants this to happen no matter what, whether directly or indirectly, something that made Shirou carefully considered from the back of his mind, understanding greatly as to why said vital information needs to be given in total and complete secrecy. And it is something that he would do his damnest to uphold if he can help it.

"...Basically, my Lady," Shirou sported the serious poker face expression, with arms crossed, speaking in a tone of respect towards Lady Michael, his second grandmother. "You want me to keep this a secret for the time being and not tell anyone else because of this information that could prove to be a major hassle for everyone in particular."

Lady Michael only gave a simple nod of sadness, which in turn confirmed Shirou's inquiry. Then she turns from one direction to another, looking at Shirou and each of the main companions. "And in case when all of you would want to confront your father regarding this vital information, it must be done as discreetly as it is possible, and it would be preferable if Lady Malleus, Lady Babylon, and Lady Valkyria would be present as well as they are the only L.D.O. members currently aware of the given situation, all in accordance with Lord Suigin's orders and directives."

"Of course, my Lady," Lelouch nodded in respect.

"(Sigh). Still, what in the hell was that old man thinking on not telling us and trying to act like some big hot shot martyr all of a sudden?," Shirou scratch his head in irritation.

"(Sigh). Can't be help I suppose," Ren said with a grimaced smile. "After all, you know as much as I do on how the Doctor tends to keep things by himself without telling anyone else as he doesn't want to burden everyone with his problems."

"Oh gee, why doesn't that sound so familiar?," Shirou said, looking towards Ren with a meaningful irritated look.

Ren sweatdropped in grimace, looking towards the side as if to avoid Shirou's meaningful gaze.

"Regardless of this situation, I would have to agree with Lady Michael. If we are going to confront the Doctor about this, we would need to make this as quiet as possible without anyone else knowing about this for the time being as there really is no amount of doubt in everyone's minds that this information could prove to be a double edge sword that anyone could use against us and the Doctor," Lelouch explained, sporting a serious expression, with arms crossed.

"Not to mention the fact that Marie, senpai, Sakurai, and Kasumi would be quite devastated the moment they would find this out all of a sudden without any warning," Ren said, recalling the four most important girls in his life, while also thinking back to a few hours before when Marie performed a dedicated song in honor of the Doctor, to which in turn he could only grimace as he knows that Marie's heart would break down like a mirror if she as much as find out about this.

"Yeah," muttered Sota, sporting a grim expression, with hands to his pockets. "We would tell absolutely no one about any of this, not our family, not our friends, most especially not even to our love ones."

"Easier said than done though," Taki pointed out, sporting a grim expression.

"And that's what worries me," Ren said in turn, sporting a grim expression.

"My Lady," Touma said in curiosity, sporting a grim expression on his face as he looked towards Lady Michael. "You said that the 12 Core know of this. Then considering the fact that Lady Bernkastel is part of the 12 Core, does my wife know of this as well?"

Lady Michael confirmed with a nod. "That is correct, my grandson. Lady Bernkastel specifically gave strict orders on not to let my granddaughter tell anyone in particular for the time being, even to you most of all as she knew just how much the Doctor truly meant to you, although truth be told it was not easy on my granddaughter's part to do so as she too loved the Doctor as much as a daughter would love her father, being the one who was ultimately entrusted by the Doctor to take care of you as he knew that he would not always be around forever, anticipating a time when he would eventually die a natural death sometime in the very far relative future to come as a result of his limited regeneration cycle."

"Then in that case," Touma continued, sporting a grim but firm expression. "I would like for my wife to be present the moment we decided to confront the Doctor about this."

"Consider it done, my grandson," Lady Michael nodded with a sad smile.

Lady Rika Kamijou was simply sitting on the left side of the mattress, all in dignified posture, with her eyes closed, with both hands place on her lap, carrying a solemn expression, all in due part to waiting for the time when her beloved husband would be coming to back to their assigned room.

And truth be told, she was worried.

When she was simply talking with Ai Haibara and Yuna "Setsuna" Shimazaki from the side of the hallway, she noticed from the corner of her eye, her older second brother and superior, Lord Ren Fuji, whispering into her beloved's right ear, with her hearing clearly of what he was trying to tell him, to which in turn made her beloved completely serious the moment the word was said.

"Docēre."

Docēre. A Latin word that means to instruct, teach, or point out.

When that secret password was said, she immediately knew that something serious was going on with the Doctor, having a pretty good idea of what to expect the moment she saw her beloved following Ren, both of whom were now slipping out of the crowd and simply went away as swift as the wind.

It would appear that her worst fears were about to be realized the more she ponders by the late hour of the night of the three full moon cycles.

The moment when it would eventually be revealed of one thing in particular. One that she never really wanted to think about.

The Doctor is going to die.

And with that comes the moment of clarity that would no doubt lead her husband towards her for the next moment shortly.

As she was deeply thinking about this, she opened her eyes, feeling something from her left, to which she turned around and saw Touma and Lady Michael, all of them who were sporting sad and serious expressions, accompanied with a smile, to which made Rika immediately understood with regards to the present situation at hand.

She stands up, with her mouth trembling in sadness, all as she said with a smile. "Lady Michael," she bowed her head low out of respect, before she eventually looked towards Touma who was sporting a sad smile. One that spoke volumes for her. Almost as if he was saying, "I know," to which in turn made her slightly cry, all as she slowly but surely heads towards Touma, embracing him immediately, to which she eventually cried softly all as Touma comforts her by embracing her in turn, gently patting her back while sporting a serious expression of resolve, tinge in sadness.

"...Amazing," spoke one Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen, with an expression of awe as she reverently looked towards an old sword collection, one of many, that were stored in the bigger-on-the-inside room that seemed more like a museum if anything.

Accompanying alongside her would be Lady Riza Brenner, sporting a curious expression on her face, all as she looks at the same sword collection as Beatrice.

"It is quite remarkable for Lord Doctor to have all of these swords of ancient Chinese lineage in one place," she said, looking specficially towards one sword of unknown origin and name in particular that seemed to have come from somewhere in the Shang dynasty, and to which made her almost feel the multitude of souls that were slain by it.

"I suppose that this must be considered to be one of Lord Doctor's pass times, if you will, Babylon," Beatrice said with a smile.

"I suppose that would be the case," Riza nodded in turn.

And as they were looking around the place, they immediately begin to feel something familiar and powerful, all as they turn towards the right and spotted Ren Fuji and Shirou Yusa, both of whom were sporting serious expressions, even when the latter was sporting a smirk, to which spoke volumes for the both of them.

"Yo, old ladies, we need you to come with us for now, Lady Michael's orders," spoke Shirou, sporting a meaningful smirk.

Both Beatrice and Riza turned towards each other, sporting serious understanding expressions, making a nod towards each other, before turning towards Ren and Shirou.

"Alright," Riza nodded.

It was now the fourteenth hour of nightfall.

Ten Clone Homeworlds of Kamino have now made their presence known, being seen orbiting in perfect harmony across the bright twinkling sky, all as multiple Star Destroyers of various sizes were seen to grace the upper atmosphere, with HST LAAT Gunships making their landing towards the designated areas that were deemed safe to land in without disturbing and respecting the natural wildlife, coming and going in droves as multiple clone officers, soldiers, and cadets that all belonged to the 501st Legion and the 7trh Sky Corps were now preparing themselves in single tight formations, as it is in proper military decorum.

Multiple Forward Operating Bases (FOBs) would now automatically be established, materializing important buildings to the designated areas for the convenience of the clones and other people of importance.

Assisting alongside the preparation of the clones are tall, black colored ant like creatures, wearing yellow safety helmets which signified that of construction workers, 9 ft tall in height, benevolent and sentient, but courageous and firm warriors by nature, armed with advance multifunctional electrostaffs on the ready.

As of this moment, the Doctor, Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, Lord Wilhelm Ehrenburg, Lady Claudia Jerusalem, General Rex, and General Cody were overseeing all of this from one rectangular shape platform that has multiple advance aircraft such as ARC-170 Dayfighters and X-Wing Dayfighters assembled and ready, with multiple personnel, clones or otherwise, rushing in from front to back as they carry out their assigned duties.

The Doctor was simply sporting a pleased smile on his face, with arms crossed, all as he sees the ten clone worlds from the vaults of the sky.

At that moment, one black colored ant like creature, wearing a yellow safety helmet, with the military insignia that denotes the rank of Lieutenant General, carrying a document in his right hand, was now heading towards him and the rest who were standing by him.

"My Lord Doctor," he said, to which made the Doctor and the others turn around. "The designated Forward Operating Bases (FOBs) have now undergone automatic construction at the assigned places as we speak. It will be made ready by the next hour."

"Excellent work, Lieutenant General," the Doctor said with a smile. "At this point, I can't simply wait to show the boys around the place. Speaking of which," he turned towards Rusalka with a raised eyebrow of epiphany. "Now that I thought about it, I suppose that I just became the tour guide for my home as it were."

"And why pray tell are you looking at me for when you said that, my Lord Doctor?," asked Rusalka, smirking as she places her right hand towards her waist.

"Nothing much. Its just that I recall that you once disguised yourself as a tour guide to a couple of people who came from Suwahara City back at Idlewild Airport in the 60's," the Doctor shakes his head at the memory of it, recalling the time when during his seventh incarnation, he was simply observing from afar while sitting on a bench, raising an eyebrow while holding a newspaper of the New York Times, all as he saw Rusalka leading a couple of people as a tour guide, even carrying a flag that was titled "Tour group from Suwahara City" all while spotting Beatrice from the side who was just looking at Rusalka at disbelief.

"Oho~," Rusalka smirked flirtatiously, all as she slowly draws near to the Doctor in predatorily like fashion, with both hands placed towards his chest. "And I'm assuming that you were enjoying the view back then when I was disguised as said tour guide."

"...Well," the Doctor rolled his eyes, shrugging his shoulders as if it were no big deal. "If you call disguising yourself as a tour guide, all while relishing on being praised by the masses with regards to your knowledge and looks, even claiming that it was your calling to Beatrice, but well, that's just a silly thought that cross my mind so pay no heed to the ramblings of an old fool such as me."

"Oh no, my Lord Doctor~," Rusalka humorously denied the brush attempt of escape on the Doctor's part, placing her hands to the Doctor's neck in a flirtatious manner. "You're not getting away that easily. I suppose that after the official check ups, I could indulge you on some kinky experience while wearing the tour guide uniform that you must have catch your eyes on."

The Doctor just raised an unimpressed eyebrow, casually speaking while shrugging his shoulders. "Not like I can stop you even if I tried to anyway, Anna."

"Hmph," William smirked in amusement, looking towards the side, with arms crossed. "Why don't you just admit it old man? You got turned on by that outfit that Malleus wore back then when you were practically spying on her like some old man pervert."

"In case of my defense, I would provide no comment, Wilhelm, but only to state the fact that I'm a Time Lord, simple as that," the Doctor said casually in a deadpanned tone, all while never taking his eyes off of Rusalka who was just smirking and raising an eyebrow.

"Hah! If that's literally your fucking answer to everything, old man, I might as well call myself a vampire and leave it at that," Wilhelm said in amusement.

"In any case," the Doctor ignored the crude side comment, looking towards Rex and Cody. "Considering the fact that the 501st Legion and the 7th Sky Corps are now here for this particular moment, I would assume that the boys in red would not be too far behind as they would also no doubt come here as far as TARDIS School is concerned."

"Yes sir," Cody nodded. "Fox had said that multiple batches of clone shock troopers would be on the way as part of the usual given preparations."

"Good," the Doctor nodded. "There's also things such as the SPARTANs and the Space-Time Marines to consider. The Salamanders are quite the given as they are the most friendly of the lot. Master Chief is a given as he would no doubt be here scurrying about somewhere in the forest, probably performing reconnaissance around the area alongside the boys in Delta Squad."

"Mou, my Lord Doctor," Rusalka pouted with cheeks inflating in a humorous tone, denoting irritation. "Even now, your still focusing on work when you have a beautiful woman whose wrapping her arms around you."

"If I had a nickel for every time I heard that, Anna, then I must either be quite lucky or misfortunate," the Doctor said in a casual tone.

"Ahem."

"?"

The Doctor, Rusalka, and everyone else in the surrounding area turned towards Lady Michael, who had made a coughing sound in order to bring about their attention, one that made everyone surprised as Rex, Cody, the black ant Lieutenant General, and the rest of the personnel were all immediately saluting out of respect.

"At ease," Lady Michael spoke with simple professionalism, to which Rex, Cody, the black ant Lieutenant General, and the rest of the military personnel immediately complied with grace.

"My son. Forgive me for bothering you, but you wouldn't mind if you and Lady Malleus would come with me right this very moment." Lady Michael said, sporting a serious expression.

Well... this is... not so great...

That was the trepidation and sorrowful thought of the Doctor, all as he sees his second sons, both main companions and Shirou Yusa, with arms crossed and sporting serious no-nonsense expressions, as if they said that they knew what was truly going on with him and that he is not going to sugarcoat it with them. Lady Griselda and Lady Cassiel were standing beside them, sporting serious no-nonsense expressions. His second daughter, Rika Kamijou, was softly crying while embracing him, to which in turn, he was gently patting her blue hair and her back. There was also Lady Beatrice Waltrud von Kircheisen and Lady Riza Brenner, both of whom were sporting serious expressions, standing firm from the side. There were also his fellow 12 Core Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentlemen and Ladies, all of whom were sporting expressions that befits their personalities that sets the present mood of the atmosphere, all seated on their respective chairs, with Zatanna Zatara sitting beside John Constantine from the left, and Clea sitting beside Dr. Stephen Strange from the right. There was Ruben, the Friendly Neighborhood Spider, hanging above the ceiling that has a large cobweb, sporting a sad and understanding expression. Then there was Lady Michael, sporting a firm but sad expression, directed towards him in particular. And lastly, there was Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, sporting a sad, depressed expression, looking down from the side in memory of his state that is no doubt known to all who are present in the one of special rooms of the TARDIS, known as the Hall of Willful Hope, a gathering place for the 12 Core Members of the Multiverse League of Extraordinary Gentleman and Ladies.

The Doctor sighed heavily, cursing his luck and fortune, if luck and fortune could even have power over someone like him due to his nature as a Time Lord.

"I did warn you in one of our private discussions that everyone, including your sons most of all, would worry for you thus, my Lord Doctor," Lady Bernkastel said in a pointed tone, with her eyes closed all while sipping her tea.

Of course he does. The Doctor knew that all too well. In fact, he never really blamed Lady Michael for telling his sons about the truth. As a matter of fact, this would be a perfect opportunity to come clean. His sons deserved to know the truth about what he had been going through. He'd rather not have to live through even more secrets if he can help it.

The Doctor begins to slowly walk towards the center of the table, with Rusalka accompanying him from every step of the way. Rika had already let go of the Doctor after managing to stop her tears but was still sporting teary eyed expression, to which Touma would slowly head towards her in order to embrace out of love and comfort, patting her at the back in reassurance.

The Doctor slowly sits down in his own chair in a solemn manner, one that has the logo of the TARDIS etched onto the top center of his chair. Rusalka was simply standing by him towards the right, sporting a serious but depressed expression.

There was silence. There was nothing but instant quiet. There was nothing but subtle dread. All as the silent cloister bells were signifying the atmosphere that is now being emitted throughout the hall.

The main companions, Rika, Lady Griselda, and Lady Cassiel were all gathering around near to the Doctor, from the left to the right, sporting serious no-nonsense expressions.

"...So, what exactly had dear old mother told all of you regarding me?," the Doctor asked, sporting a sad smile as he looked at his second sons from the left and the right, only asking out of a need to start the conversation.

"More than enough," Lord Ren Fuji simply said, sporting a serious expression, one of sadness and anger born out of worry, with arms crossed.

"Ah, is that so," the Doctor's smile turn even more sad.

"What the hell, old man?," Shirou Yusa spoke, with his voice having an edge of worry to it. "Why in the hell are you suddenly trying to act like fucking everything just has to be on your fucking shoulders all of a sudden without even at least trying to tell any of us on what the hell is the matter with you?"

"Even more than that, Shirou-niisan," Conan Edogawa spoke in a serious tone. "The fact that the Doctor had been alone in what amounts to more than an uncountable set of millennial cycles speaks volumes on just how much of a problem this truly is."

"...In my defense, Shinichi, I wasn't exactly technically alone all of the time as I had some form of company from time to time," the Doctor sadly commented.

"But my Lord Doctor, with respect I must protest, for every single time you tried to pick me and a few passengers up, it was as though countless millennia had seemed to pass by from your perspective," Ruben protested in grace.

"What he said, Doctor, you're not weaseling your way out of this one this time," Kyon said seriously, with arms crossed.

"(Sigh). Wasn't planning too, Kyon," the Doctor sighed in resignation, sporting a sad expression.

"Still, this is quite the predicament you have here, old friend," Professor Paradox chided gently. "At the very least, it has now come to our full attention that since your sons have now found out about your general state, it is about time to address the other problem that is quite clear of a threat for all of us."

"Nahash," Roland Deschain spoke simply, with narrowed eyes.

"That's right," Ren said, with his blue eyes slowly brightening in anger that was directed on that slithering snake that would not just lay down and die, always likened to shedding one's skin in its apparent moments of seeming defeat, but was actually quite alive by the end of it all. "That bastard had always been the slippery one among the Court. The fact that he has been subtly manipulating a few circumstances surrounding the Doctor is quite clear that someone from high up has ordered the Doctor's death to be done in the name of their King."

"To which case comes the part when Lord Suigin himself had ordered three of his subordinates here just speaks of the gravity of the situation at present hand," Dr. Stephen Strange stated with a serious expression. "No doubt that Nahash would know of this and prepared a few contingencies in mind for such an occasion."

"Nahash always was the penultimate master on how to spring the right traps for the right prey," the Doctor simply said, still sporting a sad expression. "I should know as I've tangled with him more times than I would care to admit. Even with three L.D.O. members guarding me for the time being, there's no doubt in my mind that Nahash would have traps in place of traps prepared for them accordingly. What said traps are could mean anything really."

"Well, I'd say good luck to the slithering bastard, considering that we have quite a few powerhouses all over the place here for the time being to get through, so he wouldn't be stupid enough to try to attack directly or make the first move at this point in time," John Constantine said with a smirk, looking towards a few 12 Core Members of the League, the three members of the L.D.O., Lady Michael, Lord Ren Fuji, and Shirou Yusa. Then Constantine turned serious. "Still, that does bring up quite the conundrum that we have here mate, since we all know that this seeming peace won't last for much longer among us and the denizens of the Darkness Above and Below since rumors and incidents have been abounding throughout the Known and Unknown Multiverse lately. Then there's the fact that Nahash has lots and lots of friends from the high places to call too for help and assistance. I wouldn't be surprised if he were to at least request for countless hordes upon hordes of Elemental Parademons from the Second Sphere as one part of a surprise attack."

"Ugh, please don't remind me of those metaphysical bastards, Hellblazer," Rusalka said with an exasperated tone, recalling of the pests that had been a constant irritation on the part of the L.D.O. during the War. "Even when you killed some of them, they'd just ended up respawning more than thrice the number due to many High Elder Gods commanding them from the rear."

"To which comes the part where I seemingly drop in, Lady Malleus," Lady Griselda smiled simply. "Under official orders from Lady Michael, I would also be accompanying the three of you as well for simple guard duty."

"But my Lady, what about your other duties as the First Lady and as one of the Council Members of the Dominations?," Beatrice asked with concern.

"Oh, not to worry, my dear," Lady Griselda simply waved her hand in reassurance. "Those duties would be taken care of in spite of my physical absence. I am quite the multi-task worker after all. And besides," she turns towards the Doctor with a worried smile. "I want to ensure my father-in-law's safety in any way that I can."

The Doctor smiled back, grateful for the help. Then he begins to sport a serious expression as he looks towards everyone that was present in the Hall. "Nevertheless, I think that it would be wise for me to share to all of you about my subtle experiences with Nahash, to which unfortunately simply dates all the way back to the very first time when I have this face, and have been only hearing of the slithering noise at the back of my metaphorical head in times when I am in danger of death in the worst most probable outcome, to which Nahash would no doubt exploit."

All who were present at the hall were sporting serious expressions, especially for those in the know.

"And that's what really worries me, old man," Shirou said in exasperation, shaking his head. "Seriously, just why the hell did you really have to keep all of this by yourself and not at least tell us. Did you really think that we would all just simply be happy and go our merry way while you were just suffering from somewhere in the side without us knowing about it?"

"Its not that Shirou," the Doctor shakes his head, sporting a sad expression. "Its just that I've never really wanted to bring this up in the first place because of the fact that all of you have more than enough problems to deal with in your lives. Compared to my problem of death, it really isn't that much of a big deal as it is quite very far away at the first hand."

"That's not the point, Doctor, the point is that you never told us or hinted to us about anything regarding your situation at all, especially considering the fact that you've been smashing mirrors all over the TARDIS quite a lot lately to the point of bleeding yourself," Ren pointed out with concern, to which made many throughout the room raised their eyebrows in concern.

"...Ah," the Doctor simply said, sporting a sad expression. "So you saw that from the security cameras, correct," he shakes his head, looking up above with a sad smile, directing his gaze at the TARDIS itself. "Even now, the old girl is still taking good care of me."

"God damnit, Doctor, you could have at the very least told us on what's going on, it's not like we were going to tell anyone else about what you're going through!," Ren pointed out in concern.

"I know," the Doctor simply said, looking towards Ren with a sad smile, to which made Ren widened his eyes a bit. The Doctor turns towards Ren and the rest of the main companions with a sad smile. "I know that I could trust all of you to keep this a secret for the time being. As a matter of fact, I was actually contemplating of telling the truth to all of you as you all deserved the truth that much. And as Lady Michael was the one who brought you all here together," he looked towards Lady Michael, who was sporting a sad, understanding smile. Then he looks back towards the main companions and Shirou with a sad smile. "This makes things quite simple for me really."

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The Doctor sighed sadly, looking towards each of the main companions and Shirou, smiling happily as he sees the men that they now grew up to.

"In which case, I could never have been more proud to be a part of each of your stories," he said with a proud sad smile, looking towards the main companions, who were now sporting speechless and concerned expression. "As time seems to go by, you all grew up far too fast in all the moments that I've watched you all, whether near or afar, and in all that time, you were all becoming much better men than I ever were. And I have never been so proud of the men that you all became, what all of you had accomplished throughout all of your lives, and being part of your lives is a treasure that I would tend to carry with me as my own personal strength to keep carrying on and fight the good fight until the very end. So I would say to all of you as a father to his sons, thank you for worrying so much for me, but don't try to worry too much for the time being as like I said, my death is very far away from now, and even more so, its just one possibility out of many, and we should always keep our eyes straight to the present moment, as it is through the present that we respect the past and forge the future with our own hands."

At that moment, the main companions were trembling, touched at the praise that their Time Lord father had given them, with some of them having teary eyes such as Ren, and with some of them having downcast faces such as Conan. Then all of them smiled, both happily and sadly, in acknowledgment of their father's words as they all formed a group hug, to which the Doctor accepted with a smile.

"God dammit, old man," Shirou said with a sad smile, hugging the Doctor, trying his absolute damnest not to cry. "Why do you always have to make those mushy made up speeches like that on the fly?"

"Well," the Doctor smiled. "Its one of the things that I do best really."

And while this was happening, Rusalka, Lady Michael, and everyone else were simply smiling at the heartwarming scene that is right in front of them, all in accordance with their own given personalities.

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Sometime after the meeting, somewhere in the TARDIS personal bedroom, the Doctor was simply lying down on a simple mattress as a form of resting as it were, as deeply insisted upon by his second sons, saying that he needs to stop and take a rest every once and a while, as they, along with the rest of the 12 Core, Lady Michael, and most of the L.D.O. would be the ones to handling command of the Spatio-Temporal Armed Forces (STARS) that are now stationed at Helios Praxima and to handling the preparations for the next few days, to which he could not help but comply with a resigned smile, all as he simply rests on a simple pillow, tucked in by a white blanket, with his eyes still open.

However...

"Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm..."

There was Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin, still in her Pre-L.D.O. body, lying down alongside him, embracing him, tuck alongside him with the same white blanket, with her eyes closed, with her mouth forming a smile, seeming to be sleeping alongside him.

Truth be told, Rusalka deeply insisted, all as part of her duty of guarding him under Lord Karl Ernst Krafft's directives, she said. But truth be told, that was simply just an excuse to get close to him in particular, to which the Doctor simply payed no mind to it and simply went along with it.

But still...

"Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm..."

The Doctor could not help but raise an eyebrow or two whenever he looks at the sleeping image of one Rusalka Schwagerin.

Was she even sleeping at all?

In which case, in the time that seemed to pass by relatively in the TARDIS for what seem to amount to a few hours at most, he reflected that things are better off for now since he managed to at least tell his second sons the truth of what he is going through. And as it turns out, he's all the more better for it as he could simply have some amount of well earned rest that is due.

He looks at Rusalka, still seemingly sleeping, still seeming at peace, all as she seemed to smile, embracing him like a teddy bear, all as the Doctor heard a few giggles here and there.

How would people see this, the Doctor wondered.

Lady Anna Maria "Rusalka" Schwagerin - Lady Malleus Maleficarum - Number VIII of the Longinus Dreizehn Orden's Obsidian Round Table. Once known for her cruelty. Once known for the woman who wields the power of shadow in order to drag other people down in order for her to rise up and become an eternal star of her own. Once known as the Hammer of Witches - Malleus Maleficarum, an alias that can be easily mistaken to refer to the witch swinging the hammer, but its true meaning represents a hammer that strikes witches instead. It is the title of a handbook on witchhunting. Of course, the person who gave Rusalka her alias is none other than Lord Karl Ernst Krafft himself, and the alias itself would apply to the fact that sometimes, only sometimes, she hunts other witches whenever it is deemed necessary.

Now.

She is just a simple woman lying down on a bed with the man that she loved, seemingly sleeping right beside him without a care in the world, and it was something that just had the Doctor raised her eyebrows considerably.

For as time seemed to have pass by, in all the many years that the Doctor had known her for, Rusalka had seemingly matured for the better despite her personality not seeming to change, having greatly mellowed out as it were due to understandable circumstances.

Its quite ironic really.

As the Doctor looks back at all the times, back in the eternal days of the Grand Guignol, of all the times when Rusalka tried to kill him or bring him to her shadow, with him making his escape just as always at the drop of a fedora or panama hat. Those were the days. Back in a time when he was stuck in an endless hell that he wouldn't want anyone to experience. A time before the Time War. A time that was one of the many moments that prepared him greatly, equiping him for the eventual day when he would have to face the same darkness twelvefold once again in the form of the Last Great Time War, in a time when time was broken to the point of inconsistency.

"Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm..."

The Doctor looked at Rusalka with both happy and sad eyes, all as he gently brushes the latter's red hair. Many feeling of pain and regret still lingered beneath his two ancient hearts. Even now, he is still completely baffled at the prospect of her even choosing the likes of him in the first place.

He always did wondered on how did even came to this. All of his prepared plans within plans that would allow for Rusalka to have a normal life with one Lotus Reichart, only for the former to ultimately choose him in the end, somehow recalling her previous life from the previous world (Fourth Heaven), no doubt due to the sudden surprise intervention of one Lady Tasogare - Lady Marguerite "Marie" Breuil, his beloved second daughter, all as a reward that he most deeply needed after spending an eternity of "prison time" as it were.

Rusalka seemed to be slightly moving, with her head slowly getting closer, all as she leans to the left shoulder from the neck, all as if closing her embrace, one that was noticed by the Doctor, who simply raised an eyebrow.

Was she even sleeping at all?

That was the exaperating thought that the Doctor had, all as he simply shook his head inwardly and simply surrendered and let Rusalka have her way with him, not even making a sound, not even saying a word.

"Ich liebe dich, mein Herr Doctor (I love you, my Lord Doctor)," Rusalka muttered with a smile.

The Doctor's brown eyes grew soft, seemingly downcast, all as he slightly look at the seemingly sleeping red headed woman who was leaning to his shoulder, speaking a word that was genuine, one that was straight to the point, one that had not a hint of a lie, for he taught that she deserved an honest answer from such a straightforward way of affection, for she of all people deserved an honest answer in his opinion.

"Ich liebe dich auch, Anna (I love you too, Anna)," he simply said, all with a smile that was both happy and sad.

"Hmmm... Hmmm... Hmmm..."

For some reason, Rusalka seemingly giggled with pleasure, embracing the Doctor with affection all the more, almost as if she heard it loud and clear, suddenly kissing his left cheek as a response and a repayment to that honest answer before eventually leaning onto the Doctor's left shoulder once more, with the Doctor seeming to go silent, simply watching while letting Rusalka do as she pleases with him.

And it was on this moment when a sun and a star seemed to be resting side by side, all content in the silence of embrace between each other and one another.

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Incarnation(s)/Regeneration(s) of the Doctor:

Present:

The Tenth Doctor - A: David Tennant

Past:

The Seventh Doctor - A: Sylvester Mccoy