At age 24, Mytyl Kamizono was a university junior, ready to skip her senior year entirely, and one of Sakurazaki Academy's most prolific and loved students. Not bad for a girl who only had 6 years worth of memories.

And that was not an exaggeration. She remembered some things, 'some.' She remembered her mom and maid, or Mommaid as she liked to say sometimes,Nori. The redheaded woman, always in her maid outfit no matter what, was her caretaker, her teacher for most of her life, and most important to Mytyl, her mother in all but blood.

She remembered being ill for most of her life, and how Nori cared and doted on her with her emotionless, blank gaze boring down into her being. She remembered a lot of technical and scientific knowhow that Nori taught her before her memory loss, but everything else might as well be a blur. There were pictures of who she was before her memory loss, where she had hair as white as snow, an unhealthy paleness to her complexion that made her think she was photosensitive back then. There were pictures of her in sunlight, but given how much tech Nori had, that might as well have been artificial sunlight so she could experience the outdoors without breaking out in hives or something.

She had a cute little tablet, and had this adorable little pet ball that hovered around her. There were some photos of her with the ball and Nori doing girly things, photos of the ball somehow braiding her hair, and plenty of home videos with the ball, and that's where she learned that it's name was Lola, and it had a cute voice. Maybe it could sing a tune or something.

But in some of these photos, there was another, a boy. He looked exactly like her, to a T, and was a textbook albino, from the snow white hair, almost pale white skin, and the blood red eyes. She didn't know who he was, but she felt close to him, and felt a strange sadness when looking at anything with him in it. Despite the kind smiles and gentle, warm looks he gave her, this boy had some issues. A poker face can't hide hatred on that level, and while she didn't know who made a 14 year old child like that when they should be playing games or choking the chicken, she could tell it wasn't directed at her. She could feel the love he had for her in everything with him in it, and it just made her so warm and fuzzy inside!

….Shame Nori felt the opposite. There was a day when Nori went on vacation and just grieved in her emotionless, blank-stared way, along with a lot of watched her pull up a picture of that boy on a tablet, staring at it as her body shook. The fact she was even able to sneak up on Nori like this told Mytyl that this was a sensitive time for her, and so decided to bite the bullet and try asking about this kid.

And that's when Nori went into the local zoo at night in a drunken haze, somehow got a devil tail and horns, and started to…to…..

The next day Mytyl had a lot of exotic animals for lunch while a red faced Nori listed off the ingredients as though nothing was wrong, while the news reported a mass slaughter of animals at the local zoo as the lunatic kept peppering the word hell into her sentences.

…And that was the last time Mytyl ever thought of bringing up that boy again. And given what the other boy in her dreams was like, she sure as hell wasn't going to bring him up either.

Everyone knew who that was. From the blonde hair to the blue eyes, and the wickedly stylish blue overcoat, the nationwide terrorist Gunvolt had terrorised the Japanese landscape from age 14 to age 16, along with the Adept Liberation Front Q.U.I.L.L. Everyone and their mother knew of that little murder machine. Leaked photos and videos of his slaughter could be found everywhere if you looked hard enough, showing the way he so callously murdered soldiers just doing their job, along with the rest of those worthless terrorists.

And yet sometimes she would think 'good riddance' whenever anyone mentioned his many recorded kills. Weird.

He was an Adept, a human connected to an extraordinary supernatural force called the Lifewave, and as such was granted incredible powers. In his case, he won the entire superpower lottery, capable of making electricity out of nothing, shoot it, control it, turn his body into electricity to avoid attacks, use it to hack electronics- the kid was an overpowered Shonen character basically.

There were many things Mytyl found herself strangely thankful for. His attack on the transit line where the Cyber Diva Lumen was being transferred, the Sumeragi datacenter's destruction, and the dismantling of the terrorist organization Eden with the other boy that made Nori very angry helping in his own…unique way.

But the feelings she had for that other boy overpowered anything she had for Gunvolt, that and he murdered a hell of a lot more people. She could have sworn she met him a few times,but that couldn't be. Sure the Japanese stereotypes of white people with blonde hair and blue eyes was a total myth, but she chalked up the blonde haired blue eyed foreigner that had Gunvolt's hairstyle and braid,wearing glasses and a green overcoat, in what she felt was a hilariously bad effort to disguise himself, to be someone who suspiciously looked like him, because come on! Sumeragi would have found out who he was by now if his disguise was that pathetic! Every time they met however, he was quite the joy to be around for the brief times they conversed. What history she had with him was unknown, and she sure wasn't going to ask Nori after that last incident.

She would dream about the boys, lucid dreams where she could recall the sensations and feelings, but anything concrete or tangible was forgotten the moment she woke up. The dreams would come and go, sometimes showing days of her time with the boys, sometimes even weeks, but they would all end the same….

'JOULE!'

'MYTYL!'

Their crying, rage filled glares, their hatred directed at some...little fairy girl in skimpy anime battle gear? ..and some flamboyant, possibly homosexual man in pink with a large, crystal codpiece? It was usually around this time that the alarm in her room began ringing, taking her out of dreamland.

7AM

Kamizono Residence, Mytyl's Room.

If you asked anyone who knew 24 year old Mytyl Kamizono, and was one of the many boys who had the hots for her or the girls who admired her, 5 things they liked about her, the top two would be her generosity when it came to helping her friends with their homework. Some would say she helped so much that it felt as though she did their work herself, but that would be nothing but a bald faced, very incorrect lie.

The other thing was that she was immensely intelligent and organized, thanks to the fact that her mother probably thought Sumeragi's military program was too soft. No one knew why the hell someone as gifted as her was in some C grade college like Sakurazaki, and to be honest she didn't know either, especially given her grades and superior physical prowess.

That and she knew how to set up, program, and make her own computers, courtesy of again, Nori. When Sumeragi's new boss donated new computers and piping to the school -and every building across the country in a single day- she was the one who taught them how to use the new machines and their holographic interface technology, and showed them how to properly index and arrange their files for easy viewing. She always came to school nice and neat, actually wore the full uniform, and she left school as clean and proper as when she entered. Naturally a near perfect girl like this had a lot of admirers, and people who didn't like her. And a lot of those in the latter camp went to the former once she offered her services, as well as showing her amazing athletic prowess.

And how does a woman like that make time for college work and exercise? One look at her room would tell you everything, as well as break the hearts of her many male admirers…and probably turn her female ones gay, probably.

There was an often repeated cliche in anime where the school idol had one flaw that was often exaggerated for comedic effect. It could be that they were a secret otaku with shelves of anime memorabilia and model kits, or they had a funny quirk, or they had some tragic backstory. Or maybe their stiff school uniforms hid a rack that they'd need two spine grafts to support if that was real life. Mytyl Kamizono didn't have any anime merchandise, if she had a funny quirk she hid it well, she was pretty sure she had a tragic backstory, and goddamn she wished she some sweater puppies.

No, Mytyl's quirk was that she was a slob and a health nut. Oh, there weren't any stuffed animals, super girly pajamas or clothes, or panties of different types just strewn about for some pervert's fetish material, she was smart enough to put that stuff -the first two things- where they were supposed to be, like a normal human being.

No, what would cause many of her admirers to scream and possibly feel emasculated was the sheer amount of workout equipment that was strewn about, given to her by Nori and possibly from that albino guy that she knew never to bring up in mom's presence again. How her school uniform managed to hide what she had was something she wasn't going to question, but hey, it made her more approachable. Five different sized training benches that Nori had to get after her height just skyrocketed to an astonishing 6 feet, six different sets of weights with the smallest weighing exactly as much as she did, a state of the art treadmill with something called a 'Bullit Speed' mode that Nori refused to elaborate on, an incredibly heavy bicycle, and an elliptical Nori got her when she became a Senior at her school, colored white and pink, just how she liked it.

Contrasting all of that, and the smell only someone who worked out a lot would get accustomed to, was a large, queen size bed. It was a memory foam bed, the sakura pink mattress fitting to her every contour to ensure a good night's sleep. The blanket was thin and a lighter shade of pink, as it was summer and there was no need for her favorite winter blanket. In the center of the bed was Mytyl Kamizono herself, wearing thick, pink footie pajamas that didn't fit an adult woman, with various chibi animal heads patterned all over them. The pale skinned girl was snoozing the morning away, her lilac, two toned hair strewn about and her dark purple cowlicks sticking up like two antennae. Next to her on the bed was a tablet, colored purple and in the shape of her favorite dog mascot. The screen turned on, a countdown appearing on it going from 3….2…..1…..

WOOOF! WOOOF!

WAKEY WAKEY EGGS AND BAKEY!

GIVE ME YOUR HANDS AND LET ME SHAKEY!

Despite the loud voice that even most children found annoying blaring mere inches from her ear, Mytyl simply woke up normally. With a yawn, she rose up from her large pillow and wiped her eyes,swatting away those stupid cowlicks when they drooped down. Her reddish-magenta eyes were unfocused as she slowly woke up, her right hand fiddling around until she found the tablet and turned the alarm app off. She wiped her eyes, her body quickly getting itself ready for the day as she thought about last night. 'I was supposed to do something…' She spent so much time working out that she forgot to do something before going to bed. 'I was going to finish it in the morning, but what was it? She was supposed to do something before Nori came in, something about...work...homework…..home….work…..

"...Oh crud." Her eyes shot open as she scrambled out of bed, landing on her butt and quickly getting off of the ground as she left her room and headed to the shower, took a quick sink bath, washed her face, brushed her teeth, and got the hell right into her study! "Where is it, where is it?!" She quickly sifted through her books on her desk, making sure to put them back nice and neat as she quickly skimmed the pages until… "There!" It was a 40,000 word essay on how the Adept population surge gave way to massive immigration and Sumeragi's efforts to curtail it. And that was just her homework!

She let out an embarrassed chuckle as she sat down and got to work. "I can't believe I was so worked up over nothing!"

30 minutes later and she was ready to eat. She decided to go with a ponytail this time, save for her cowlicks because the annoying little things somehow broke every single band she tried to put around them. And those weird little pink tips at the end of her bangs. Along with some of the blonde in her hair, they were another mystery that Nori refused to answer, and something told the young college student she did not want to know about them, ever.

Now in the dining room, she was dressed in her casual clothing for walking around her house: a sleeveless pink shirt and sweatpants, and - "OH shoot!" She forgot all about it! With her usual speed she ran out of the dining room and came back with one important -to her- addition: The black, floppy, bow in her head. She sighed in contentment as she fiddled with its large, rabbit-like ears. Now she felt complete. With a smile that was mostly forced, she sat at the massive table in the dining room, where her food was waiting.

...But calling it food was very, very generous. Even though she was far healthier than she had ever been in her entire life, digesting certain foods was still a pipe dream she probably won't experience until she hit her 30s. She could eat regular foods…once in a blue moon, so her breakfast, lunches, and dinners were tiny, square shaped pills that tasted terrible and gave her the same feeling as spicy food going down the wrong hole.

With a grimace, Mytyl took her distilled water and quickly put the pills in her mouth before using the water to gulp it down OH GOD IT TASTED AWFUL! She gulped, closing her eyes and letting out a shudder of disgust as she felt the taste on her tongue and throat. She really hated science sometimes. They could clone people, they could make her healthy enough to work out for hours on end, but they can't make it so that she couldn't eat freaking bread or rice without going into shock!

Oh well, beggars can't be choosers, and no way was she ever going to complain about this to mom's face.

She took a couple minutes to get some work done. Some gardening here, a push-up or 40 there, and then she got dressed for school after taking a sink shower. But as she looked herself in the mirror, taking just all the mouthwash to wash out the aftertaste, she stared at herself in the mirror.

Now while Mytyl wasn't an egotistical woman, she was one very concerned about her appearance. And while she was flawless as always, her eyes were what caused her to double take every once in a while. While some would call her eyes pretty, many, mostly behind her back, would call them soulless, as if staring into the eyes of some depraved monster.

'Your eyes are perfect sister. He said as he gently led her down the hall, where her remaining 6 generals were waiting. 'You will be loved by them, just as the rest of us love you. Now come, it's time for your first sermon.'

Mytyl sniffled, and realized she had tears going down her face. "What was I doing?" She cried, but she felt no emotion about it, not to mention that she didn't even remember what she was crying about! It was like she just…blanked!

….Being sick sucked.

10 minutes later she was in front of their house in her school uniform, because in this day and age, everyone who worked or went to school had a uniform, the same uniform, no matter what grade you were in. It was an ugly thing, a black jumpsuit with a red coat whose tail ended flayed out like the uniforms from those anime card game characters. Special goggles, also mandatory, rested on her forehead, kept there not by straps, but by some strange magnet whose inner workings she couldn't figure out.

The towering mansions and well kept roads of this gated community always put a grimace on her face, a consequence of her higher learning, but she kept a smile on as much as she could while waving hello to the very racist close minded people that were her neighbors. To say she liked them was like saying Adept were well respected 1st class citizens in this country, but thankfully she wouldn't have to deal with these people any longer. She reached into her skirt pocket and fumbled around with the item inside. It's always nice to have a good luck charm.

"Milady." Mytyl nearly shrieked at the sound of her maid once again appearing behind her out of nowhere. Quickly turning around, Mytyl nervously smiled as the redheaded, red eyed woman, dressed in a French maid outfit, held up her purple colored suitcase filled with her school supplies. "You forgot to pack."

"Oh." Her cheeks slightly pink, Mytyl took the bookbag and put it on. "Thank you."

Nori nodded in acknowledgement and pressed a button on the side of her skirt. A small, rather shabby looking car came around the corner a few seconds later, and parked right in front of their house. "Shall we go?"

"Ye-" Mytyl blinked, watching as Nori, now dressed as a chauffeur, got in the driver's seat and stared at her. "Showoff."

"I believe the phrase is if you got it, flaunt it." Nori retorted as Mytyl got in and put on her seatbelt. "Are you ready?"

"Yep!" Mytyl said with a smile as Nori drove off. The multicolored haired girl leaned back in her seat, looking at the ceiling as Nori opened the sunroof. Barely a second after it opened, an energy barrier formed around the opening, showing just how much money the Kamizonos had. 'I think today is going to be a great day.' She thought, unaware of just how much of a punching bag she was to the metaphysical aspect called fate.

Mom said they used to live in some bigger mansion before they moved here. From how she described it to her, it sounded sterile, overly clean, and obviously artificial, meant to make sure she didn't so much as cough herself to death from a speck of dust.

And yet that sounded like her jam. She saw the pics, it was the comfiest place she could ever imagine!

And now it was all gone. When that white haired guy left, Mom blew it up back when Sumeragi got a new leader, some white haired guy in blue shades. A couple months later, Sumeragi came under new management again, and he was the reason she had to wear this ugly uniform. To say he was annoying, aggravating to listen to, and had an ego as big as America was understating just how annoying he was.

To say he was actually bad for Japan, however, you'd have to be a blind idiot to even consider that. Sure you saw his face everywhere in the big cities, but good god! Just look at the reports back during Eden's attack in Japan. Some Australian psycho with a water manipulating Septima poisoned most of the country's entire water supply, made it completely unusable. The new president, after being rescued from Eden, cleared it up in three weeks by just pouring some crap from a giant bucket into the ocean. Literally, a giant bucket, with some toy robots that looked like they came out of Doraemon lifting the thing up.

There's a barrier that protected Japan called Kameshiro, a combination of magic and technology that covered the entirety of Japan. When Eden attacked, the barrier was disabled, and Eden troops and soldiers came and went. Just go online, you see them coming up to shore like water bugs out of a manhole. The president just turned it back on, made it stronger, and gave it a crimson glow that was oddly, hypnotically calming.

Something about that made her think of something else, but she couldn't tell you for the life of her.

So with the barrier restored and Japan on the road to recovery, Mom decided to use Sumeragi's protection to their advantage. Now as far as the organization was concerned, the two of them were related, a daughter and her single mother with an incredibly deceptive age, wanting to get away from their fellow elite as they rioted and protested the regime change, and settle down somewhere new, which was their new home.

Past the idyllic mansions and well kept streets was the ugly side of this community. Since traffic in and out was sparse, almost nonexistent, Mom took the car off of the main road and into the industrial district. It was hilarious how fast this idyllic paradise turned into a futuristic Industrial Revolution. Pipes the size of houses served as the walls of the road they were on, while thick, car length wires ran across the skyline like spiderwebs. One of the safest communities in Japan, and it had to be the most inefficient, pollution spewing piece of crap she'd ever seen!

Then again given who was the one that made this place, all of this was probably here just to show off his aesthetical design. The man was far more efficient than this, as he loved to tell and show you.

Though you couldn't tell from her emotionless face, Mom was having a good morning. Mytyl could tell because she was showing off with her driving skills at the moment, going 95 MPH in these narrow, tiny corridors that could barely be called roads, and yet maintaining perfect control over the car. "Do you still wish to learn how to use a gun?" Mom asked as she turned a corner barely wider than the car and made it without even touching the pipe walls.

"Uh-huh." Why did she ask that every single time? "I think I want to use a photon gun." Mytyl said. "I don't know why, I just wanna blast people with one!" Nori's hands tensed around the wheel. "I'll call it Border 2, and it's gonna be awesome!"

"I see…." Nori calmed herself. "Very well. After your next physical, you'll be taking off from school for a week."

"YEAH!"

"And we'll be spending that week in the garden while we train with blunt rounds."

"YEAH!"

'She's just like her brother.' Everytime he zigged with his introversion and cold indifference masking his excitement, Mytyl zagged and just let it out with nary a thought. Even back when she had to use her tablet she was like this, albeit far more subdued 'You would be so proud of her.' How long has it been since he checked in with them? Was he able to find some sort of peace after all these years? Or did his hatred and ambition do him in like his father?

She had a feeling she'd know soon enough. She could only hope she prepared her young ward for when the time comes.

A few minutes later they were soon out on the public highway, surrounded on all sides by the sea as the mainland was just half an hour looked upwards to admire the view, and immediately her mood dropped to a frigid frost when she saw the advertisement drone hovering in the sky. "They look like him now…" What happened to the old tradition of four fans attached to a small body that they used to have? Now they were just this guy's head, literally his head, with his logo, which was a stylized version of his face.

"Yes."Nori agreed. "Let him play with his toys. Loathe as I am to admit, his moral fiber is far stronger than Sumeragi's."

"..." Mytyl looked away in disgust, her lightless pupils almost glowing with inhuman hatred. Her cowlicks twitched in response to her discomfort as that man's annoying theme song began playing on the radio. "Grrrrrr…."

"My apologies." Once that man gets going, there's no getting away from him. Sumeragi owned the radio and TV, he owned Sumeragi now, so there you go.

|HOHOHOHOHOHOOHHOHO!| Mytyl was so glad this car didn't have holo-screen functionality. |Good morning, glorious Japan!| His voice boomed. |I am your glorious leader, the magnanimous Dr. Ivo Robotnik, also known as the Eggman!And this is the morning report on the prosperity of my nation!|

She could see him pointing to himself with the widest, self congratulatory smile on his wrinkled old face. |I would like to thank all of my glorious Eggizens for their help in rebuilding our island home after the terrible, awful, despicable acts of terrorism perpetrated by those hated, powered up prepubescents! Today marks the 4th anniversary of that tragedy, and I ,in my magnanimous glory, have decided to once again bolster my economy as we move to reintroduce Japan to the rest of the world!|

As he continued, both maidmom and passenger had the same look of exasperated irritation and loathing on their faces. The fact that he gave not a single iota of a damn about the millions lost in Eden's attack and put on this show every damn year, and yet was still popular and well loved, showed just how deep in it Japan was after the Sumeragi Corporation dissolved. And how much better he was than the lightning Adept that took over after said dissolution. No one liked him, and yet they sung his praises, an oxymoron to be sure.

|..And as we work to our glorious new future, thanks to my glorious leadership…| Mytyl drowned him out as best as she could, but he just had that voice that grated in your ears! That irritating, pathetic nuisance! She should have listened to her dear protector. She should have listened to that hedgehog, now that she thought about it.

"Mytyl, are you ok?" The pale girl blinked, confused at the sneer her face had contorted itself into.

"I'm fine, why?" She must've been thinking about the past or something. Everytime she thought about Eden, it made her feel weird.

"It's nothing." Those talking animals swore they rid her charge of that parasite, just what is going on?!

As their car came closer and closer to the cityscape, a beep on the dashboard indicated that they passed one of the many Eggchecks, or as normal people called them, checkpoints, stationed over the city. If you looked outside however, you wouldn't find anything resembling a checkpoint, not even a tower next to the road. |...Project Yolk shall soon be completed…|

Nori's fingers tensed ever so slightly around the steering wheel as she kept her face outwardly calm. She listened to the man prattle on and stroke his own ego, thinking back to all the times her investigations into the fat bag of hot air's operations, every single last one of them, came up clean as a whistle. Whether she worked with Q.U.I.L.L, remnants of Eden who were about as effective in guerilla tactics as her former master was with sane, rational people, or any private investigative groups that looked into this egg shaped miracle man who slowly but surely reversed this country's disastrous course, there was nothing they could find. No illegal experimentation, no funds being funneled, no shell companies, it was all 100% clean!

….All except for the pollution. The man loved to talk about how much trash he put out in one of his many autobiographies.

|...olk will be Japan's magnum opus, a testament to my genius and your hard work! You see, I…| But that's the thing; you could be squeaky clean all you want, saving kittens, knitting sweaters for puppies, but for those like her, whose connection to the spiritual realm was what some would say was demonic, there was nothing one could do to hide a soul that corrupted. Adepts with a strong enough connection to the Lifewave could outright smell the evil radiating from that man -their words, not hers- but since just a few hundred managed to throw this country into chaos and just one - a child- intentionally and maliciously froze a city in mere seconds killing literal dozens of millions, not to mention that thanks to the digital age, the frozen corpses of his victims were online for all to see, people weren't too keen on listening to them.

But Nori was different from Adepts. Evil recognized evil, and while she wasn't human and had no connection to the Lifewave, she knew what Eggman was. It was just a matter of time before he made his move, whatever it was, and she needed to be-

"MOM, THE ROAD!"

SKREEEEE!

It was only after making a screeching stop in the emergency lane that Nori was woken up from her thoughts. The Kamizonos trained their servants well. She sat there for a second, eyes widened in shock at the mistake she almost made before she relaxed. "My politicizing of Eden's atrocities aggravated me."

Mytyl gave a soft smile "Take all the time you need." She said gently. "I can be a few minutes laAAAAATEEEEEEE!" Nori immediately floored it, getting back on the road with all her professionalism returning to her body as Mytyl's body was forced into her seat. "SLOOOOOW DOOOOWN!"

"There are no cars on the road." Nori said, hiding her worry as she realized she failed to see that. "As a result, the checkpoints should not do anything to us." She ignored Mytyl's screams as she sped down the road straight into the city. Mytyl's perfect attendance record was almost in danger because of her, and that is something she cannot abide by!

Unbeknownst to her however, those checkpoints that no one ever seemed to be able to find saw and recorded her reaction to the news broadcast. And the drone's operator immediately reported his findings to his master.

Egg Towers (Formerly Firmament)

9:00

Throne Room.

When one thinks of , the de-facto ruler of Japan, one would assume that, given how he acted, he would have a throne room dedicated to showing off how amazing he was.

You'd only be half right.

Sitting at the top of Sumeragi's former satellite Firmament, the now named Egg Towers might as well be a city unto itself. With some form of spacial altering technology, the doctor had easily made a large scientific facility the size of three Tokyos on top of Firmament's roof, turning the former military satellite into the living quarters for every worker onboard the facility, as well as an amazing tourist attraction for all ages and income brackets.

It had all the things you would expect from Eggman: massive, impressive, and so deep in his own ego he might as well be crushed by the pressure. In one section there was a pool the size of a football field with a second pool below that separated by reinforced glass, and so on and so forth for each floor of the station. There was a garden with freshly made fruit that grew every hour, small, 3 foot robots called Egg Pawns that were at the workers and tourist's beck and call and came in a variety of outfits and professions, and food ranging from gourmet that would take three paychecks for the average person to taste normally, to home cooked food fresh from the oven using old fashioned recipes. Sure you had to see Eggman's logo adorned everywhere and statues at every corner, but with all the benefits he was giving out for practically free, you'd be a fool to complain! Which explains his love-hate, mostly love, relationship with the Japanese populace.

….That would all change however if they saw his inner sanctum. Naturally for such a lavish, expansive, futuristic facility such as this, there were a metric load of areas forbidden to enter. They were all marked with massive metal doors with Eggman's logo emblazoned onto them. However there were...other doors, 7 in total to be precise. Each of them were 2 stories tall,pitch black, and were incredibly hard to find by the design, to the point some swore that the station was altering where they were every single day. Reports had leaked online of people finding these doors and changing, but since a majority of them were Adepts and said changes were vague, the amount of fucks the general populace gave were the same amount Eden gave to them.

They honestly looked more like square black holes, the art on them so detailed and expansive that you felt as though you could put your hands on it and you'd be sucked into it's wonder. That however, was child's play.

As said before, Eggman did have a throne room, like everyone and their grandfather expected after being around him for more than a few seconds. But instead of the monuments to himself, one would find a void, a room filled with nothing but a blue expanse of nothing that they would fall into the second they opened the door. The throne was situated in the middle of this void, an ethereal, transparent hoverchair that lacked any color save for a dull grey, and looked incredibly uncomfortable for the doctor to sit in. The chair was too small for one, and had the texture of granite. It was square and angular without a single curve to be found, and the armrests had obvious slots for the arms to go into where they would be locked in.

And if anyone that managed to stay afloat in this void saw that chair, they would be more shocked at who, or rather what, was sitting inside of it. The sole occupant of the room looked up as his goggles beeped. Thin, noodle like strings protruded from his back like wires, attached to the ethereal energy that blanketed this universe. They pooled into the ceiling, and his back wasn't the only thing connected to this unseen void. Every move he made, every twitch of his body, all of it was controlled by those strings, and despite the unwieldy, sloppy way he typed on the holographic touch pad, missing every key and not even being close to it at times, the necessary text and numbers were properly inputted thanks to his throne. He didn't even need to perform this farce; it was just a leftover remnant of his human days, however long ago those were.

His mustache was fiery, emanating demonic energy that would drive even the strongest man into sinful madness. His body was made of wispy, transparent smoke, pitch black and flashing with dark blue energy. Said dark blue energy escaped his open, jagged tooth mouth and the circular eyes, almost like a jack-o lantern.

Suddenly the station's CPU alerted him to an incoming message. A thin, bony hand, controlled by strings on his fingers and elbow, reached out of the smoke and into the air, and in its palm formed a tablet. It was something he didn't need to do, but he felt like playing mortal once in a while; he can't have his power go to his head or anything, right?!

Stroking his mustache as it's fires burned and yet never ignited anything, 'Eggman' paced around his throne room, if by pace you meant teleporting randomly to random spots and at random angles. "So the Muse is almost ready, I see." He wasn't the only one reduced to a spectral parasite, but to see that emotionless brat brought so low almost made him laugh

"Ohohohoohohohoho…" That dull, monotone laughter was what many Adepts heard over the radio instead of the boisterous tone everyone else heard, and it was only because of their connection to the Lifewave that they were unfortuante enough to make out and fully grasp the terror that this creature had become. Many would say that Eggman's rescue from Eden was a turning point in this country, and they had no idea how right they are.

As for the maid, she must have thought she was clever with hiding the Muse in plain sight. Though her appearance and genetic structure was sufficiently altered enough to fool even his technology for a while, he now knew everything about young Mytyl Kamizono and 'Nori', as if that was her real name! The little demon playing the role of an indentured servant, always so close to finding out his plans and never grasping them. She would be the first to die, and young Mytyl would soon join her brother in relishing the splendors the Planet Egg could provide!

"It is almost time." He snapped his fingers and two figures, one white with snow white hair and one blue with yellow hair, appeared in front of him. "Oh boooooyss!" And much better than those idiot robots he used to have around him, back when he was just flesh and bone. "Today is a very special day, my servants. A close friend, a loving sister. Mytyl Kamizono represents so much to the both of you, and it is the last day you will see her as she is."

The white haired one's fists clenched, and Eggman smirked, shaking his wispy, ethereal head at the pathetic display of resistance. "What shall we do, your Yolkiness?" He said, his voice calm and collected.

"Nothing yet." He held in his amusement at their minds resisting his control. "You have more important matters to attend to." With just a thought, two gemstones, one white and one blue, appeared above the two and went into their bodies. "And these Emeralds will help you on your mission. It's endgame for your world and Mobius, and it all starts on this tiny insignificant island nation. I'll upload the data to your internal CPUs once the maid has made her move; now get out of my sight! I'm bored seeing you like this right now!"

"YES MIGHTY CHALAZA!" The two yelled in utter devotion as they teleported out.

"Chalaza, huh?" Wow, he was really stretching the egg gimmick. If his old nemesis were here, he would have come up with something better. With a wistful sigh, the creature puppeted out his hand and produced a set of white gloves and red and white sneakers. If one looked closely, you could see what looked to be thin blue quills stabbed deep into the fabric. "Now you were a servant." He praised. "But then again I knew I could never control you."

Those two boys on the other hand, easy peasy! Hard to exercise your mighty will and incredible spirit and drive that would make even the hardiest of men feel emasculated when your inner darkness was so palpable, so plentiful! Especially the albino, whatever his name was. The blood on their hands and the grudges they accumulated from their victims seeped into their souls without even them realizing it, and for someone like him who studied the power of Dark Gaia so extensively, their inner darkness gave him the means to worm his way into their hearts, in every conceivable meaning of the word! Really should've gotten their names though; he was pretty sure one was a car, right? "But sadly you can no longer vex me, and you've taken your rightful place as the stepping stone to my greatness." Oh if he could only have seen things his way, the Eggman way….

'Hehehehe…you don't even realize what happened to you, huh Eggy?'

So Naive. The void changed to show a bird's eye view of Japan, and if anyone could see what he saw right now, the terror they would feel would be unimaginable. "Blue kid, white kid, and whatever your name was, you meddlesome little hedgehog, you have all lost." His mustache flared with energy as energy coursed throughout the room. "By midnight tonight, this world will be mine." G.U.N, the Acorn Kingdom, the Resistance with that little greenhorn they loved to build up, all of them, worthless! The might of two worlds felled by his hand, made possible by the merging of two of the greatest beings in the multiverse!

"15 hours remaining until my conquest is complete. .won!" And with that declaration, he let out another monotone, emotionless laugh that was a shell of the amusement it should have carried.

Sakurazaki Academy. Once it had just been a simple highschool, now it was one of Japan's most prestigious academies, hosting not only high schoolers, but grades 1-12 to college students like young Mytyl in the back. As she slowed down and parallel parked between two SUVs, she let herself relax and take in the nostalgia, and how Sumeragi's corruption never tainted this special place. To her left was a massive Sumeragi facility, now an Eggman factory, filled with those tiny little Egg Pawns of his operating machinery and moving cargo. To her right was Sakurazaki Academy, a far cry from its former state and yet far grander than ever before.

Untainted by Sumeragi's and Eggman's influence, Sakurazaki Academy had been rebuilt from the ground up, now resembling a small, one story building with beige brickwork. That was just the entry office to the campus, for if you looked up and at the skyscrapers behind it, you'd soon realize that those were the school campuses. Each of them had different height elevations, preschool to 5th grade at 5 stories, 6-8 at 10, and high school and above at 15. Now yes, that was an utterly pointless way of arranging classes when a flatter, more horizontal building structure would have worked better, but Kaoruko, may she rest in peace, thought it was too simple, too 'normal'. And then she had to leave the school as it was now because she ran out of money and nearly begged her for some of her magic, too…entice the city council to give her some extra money.

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"Why the hell would I help you, blondie? I'm a devil, remember!"

"Because I can get Maya and Shinobu to release you from your contract?"

"Pfft, as if! I'm getting a hell of a lot of training from those clods, and I'm gonna use it to kick their asses! So screw your help and get another sucker!"

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Oh how she wanted to punch her younger self sometimes, but the torment her stupidity inflicted on her back then was worth it to become the woman she was today. No matter how much things changed, time could never erase the lessons she learned here, nor the memories of the friends she made, may their souls rest in- "OW!"

Mytyl was breathing into a paper bag and took a second to notice Nori wincing in pain before going back to recovering from the ordeal she was just put through. She'd ask what was wrong, but Nori just probably said something religious; the woman and religion, especially Christianity, did not get along. Once she recovered, she waved Nori goodbye, waited for her caretaker to straighten out and iron her clothes right then and there without either of them getting up, and opened the door.

Stepping out of the car and stretching her arms, the purple haired, red eyed girl looked up at her school. She walked up to the SCHOOL, CLOSED HER EYES, AND-

BEEP BEEP!

STUDENT KAM24452-009999 RECOGNIZED: MYTYL KAMIZONO

LIFEWAVE LEVEL AT TETRAD

ENTRY AUTHORIZED.

She still didn't get how that tech worked. It didn't need any blood or DNA samples, not even a follicle. It just scanned her like a barcode at a grocery store. Well, she was cleared to go in, so time to start her day!"

"PLEASE LET ME IN!" And ignoring the homeless man on the way there. "THE FATE OF THE WORLD IS AT STAKE, YOU HAVE TO LET ME IN!"

'You heard the voice.' She thought -at least she thought that was her voice- as she took a second to watch the man. It was utterly fascinating how Sakurazaki Academy managed to hold on to Sumeragi's technology without being siphoned daily to pay for its upkeep, and the fact it was the Hexapyle technology of all things made it even more mystifying. Take the man for example. There he was, right in front of the school gates. All he has to do is grab the handle and pull and he'd get inside. But since he was just some homeless guy, the Hexapyle made the entrance...not there. You could see it, you could touch it, but you couldn't comprehend a single aspect of the area that the Hexapyle was guarding even if you had a full map of the area and been there your entire life. She would just escort the man off the premises, but she had school to go to, and the last time she helped some guy who talked just like the man in front of her….

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'Die parasite! Give the oracle back to us!' Mytyl's screams were muffled as she was dragged into the car.

'Grab her before the maid gets here! We'll bring you back Oracle, we promise!' The looks on their faces, she could never forget them. They were clearly mad, long gone past the point of reason, but the hope they had when they stared at her…it made..it made….

Well she didn't know what it made her feel. Nori said to close her eyes, which she did. And as one of the men asked what was going on, she heard silence. When Nori told her to open her eyes again, she was back home, in her pajamas.

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...Yeah, her generosity has its limits. This guy could go screw himself.

"YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO ME!" The bum shouted in manic horror. "WE'RE ALL DOOMED! DON'T LISTEN TO THE EGG! HE LIES! HE LIES!"