Ugh… wh-what happened? I felt like my body was covered in lead weights as I was pushing myself up. I was covered in a dirty blanket on a stained mattress… what?

"About time you woke up?" As my vision adapted to the low light level I noticed the speaker, whose voice was so rough and gravelly It sounded like someone took sandpaper to it, was a rotting pony. I almost attacked were it not for the fact they just raised a brow at me. "What? Never seen a ghoul before?"

"Uh…I've only met the…'mindless' ones." I said slowly. "And…who are you?"

"Name's Soft Spot. Just call me Spot." He shrugged. "You made a lot of noise last night. Was tricky getting you out of there before the nasty fuckers got to make a meal out of ya."

"S-sorry about that…just did a thing with a special weapon." I said. "Names Button Mash."

"Ah, I heard about you. Lot of people lost out on the betting pool when you showed back up." Spot said as he lifted the blinds on a window, the sunlight stung my eyes. "What brings you out into the infested areas? And pregnant to boot?"

"Well…I was out here because of this." I said, bringing out Lunatic. "This…did a number on me."

"Heh. Well, hope it was worth it." He shrugged. "If you can stand, mind helping me with something?"

"Sure." I said, trying to stand up as I'm pretty sure I could at least do that.

I managed to force myself up, feeling a bit shaky but able to stand. Spot lead me out of the room and into another where there was…

The first thing I noticed were all the prize pods. The room was full of this. The second was the odd statues. It was two people, one looking in shock or terrified, arms stretched out as if to feebly catch whatever was attacking them. The other was hugging the first, a tearful expression as they clutched them tight.

The fearful one looked like a ram, a pair of feathered wings both on their back and a smaller pair on their head, sticking out just under their curled horns. Two long ears also hung from within the curl of their horns.

The one hugging them was wolf-like with a goat's face, two goat horns on their head and two large bat-like wings on their back. They seemed to be wearing what looked like a makeshift gown made out of a repurposed labcoat.

"Uh…huh…" I blinked. "That's…quite something, what do you need help with?"

"Transporting these pods back to the New Foundation as well as those two." He motioned to the statues. "Despite their appearance, those are people. Looks like they got cursed. At least that's what Scan told me."

"Right…" I said, using my Scan on the two to see if I could learn what kind of curse they are under.

[Scan Complete!

Notice! Scanned individuals are under a Gorgons Curse! They will remain petrified until proper potion or curse dispel spell have been administered.]

"Right, got hit by a Gorgon…that sucks, but I'm sure there's someone that can help them out." I said readily. "There's plenty of doctors and apothecaries around that could fix this."

"That's why I need to get all these folks out of here. I can pocket all the pods but you think you can carry those cursed two?"

"I can do that." I nodded, shifting both of my hands to be big enough to carry the two without damaging them.

Spot put all the pods into their assistant and I walked with them down towards the exit of this building. "Alright, you stay close. These undead don't bother me so as long as you keep close they won't bother you either."

"Alright." I nodded, staying close to Spot. "So, how long have you been here?"

"Three years. Like you just woke up here in this reality one day." So, he's Isekai? "Have to say, could have ended up in a worse place. These things didn't bother me. Almost got confused for one by some New Foundation loot scavengers. Heh, that was an awkward first meeting."

"I can imagine, it's quite a change from being home to being here." I admitted.

"Eh, not that different if I'm honest." Spot shrugged. "Back home was a nuclear hellscape. It's how I ended up like this. Radiation didn't kill me, just sorta… mutated me. Undead don't bother me, don't need that much food or water. Need radiation every so often otherwise I risk going feral, and there's death and crap to deal with daily. Only difference is that people here treat me better than most back home do."

"Huh…that sounds…weirdly familiar." I said with a frown. "Well, what did you do before coming here?"

"Was a scavenger. Scrap metal, old weapons, whatever sold. I was helping this… filly, she needed help and had a foal, but I… don't know what happened to her now that I'm here. Just hope she's making good use of my place. It's plenty safe and she's got my resources to make the caps to live off of for her filly and herself."

"That sucks…" I sighed. "Leaving family isn't fun…"

"I guess they were family. Closest I ever had anyway." Spot nodded. "At least they got a decent stockpile of stuff and some security robots that can help them keep safe." He sighed. "So, what about you?"

"Well, my world wasn't a nuclear wasteland for starters…it was pretty average, I got by with my job and all that…but…I lost mom which still sucks for me."

"She pass or did you leave her behind when you arrived here?"

"Left her behind when I got here." I said honestly. "Even though I'm in a world of wonder and amazement…leaving family and getting homesick sucks."

"Can't argue with that." He said as we approached the entrance/exit to the building. "Alright, keep close and keep quiet. These fuckers are dumb but still angsty. Come on then, let's head off."

With that, we exited the building. There was infected all over the street. I looked to Spot, who suddenly had a very… unsettling looking book floating in front of him and suddenly the infected around us began to stagger off away from us.

He motioned for me to walk and I did, keeping close and next to him as I did.

"Honestly surprised there's another one that just…spawned here…that's the third one…" I thought worriedly.

It was a slow walk but whatever that book was kept them away from us, at least by ten feet or so. Eventually we made it to the gates of the New Foundation zone and once we entered were quickly screened.

"Alright, you found these two like this?" A medic asked as he was looking over the petrified two.

"Yeah. Almost passed over them but I figured the way they were posed was too… abnormal for normal statues." Spot said.

"Yeah, they got cursed by a Gorgon." I said to the medic. "Got anything to help them out?"

"Yes, a dispel Curse spell is simple enough… Hmm, interesting." He said, looking at their arms. "They don't have Assistants."

"They're Isekai too? Yikes, what a way to wind up here." Spot said.

"Yeah, that's gotta suck…" I said carefully.

"Alright, stand back a bit. Not sure how they'll react upon coming out of this." The medic said. The three of us all backed up some, and he cast the spell.

The stone began cracking, breaking from the top down until it fell off like a shell.

First, they both gasped, in the shock backed away from one another as the two were collecting themselves.

"M-Micheal?" The wolf-goat asked. Their voice was shaky.

"G… Gallon?" The winged ram asked, confusion in their tone.

"Hi there." I said to the two softly.

I don't think they heard me, especially as the wolf-goat then tackled the ram and began crying into their fur. "I-i- I thought you…"

"Hey, hey I… don't know what's going on, but it's alright…" The ram said, hugging the wolf-goat. "I'm here…"

Well… clearly something happened here…

"My name's Button Mash." I tried to introduce myself. "I'm a friend."

The two finally looked over at me.

"Holy crap an alicorn!" Micheal said.

"And me without my camera or samples kit…" Gallon said, despite still being rather teary eyed and a little snot nosed from his crying.

At that moment, the two seemed to look around and realize their surroundings. "Where the fuck are we?" Micheal asked.

"If this is hell, it's a lot less on fire than I was led to believe." Gallon said.

"You are not in Hell." I said honestly. "Tell me…what was the last thing you remember?"

"I remember… I was running…" Micheal said. "I was leading a small team into the forest to find the source of the extinction event and… then I… It's all fuzzy from there…"

"... You were gone for two weeks…" Gallon spoke up, still clinging to Micheal. "Everyone thought you died but I just… I couldn't accept that. I went looking for you and… I found you, petrified and… and… agh… I can't remember what happened after… All I remember is… dread. I thought I lost you…"

"Well…you're not the only ones." I said, seeing both look at me. "I'm like you, just less…Gorgon threat. I walked into a cave, then I started to see green ones and zeros for a second before appearing in this world."

"What? Like computer code?" Micheal asked, him and Gallon standing up. They were both just maybe six or seven inches taller than me. "And what do you mean 'this world'?"

"Yeah, kind of like computer code…and 'This World' is…complicated."

"Wait…" Gallon started. "We're in another world… Oh my god we've been Isekai'd!" He said, then laughed.

"That's not what happened… right?" Micheal asked, looking over at me.

"That is exactly what happened." I said honestly. "I am one of them, and my new friend Soft Spot here is also one." I motioned to the ghoul in question.

"Woah…" Gallon said as he noticed Soft Spot. "Zombie pony… neat."

"I'm a ghoul." Soft Spot huffed.

"My bad. Either way, cool."

"Just when life was getting a sense of normalcy back home… So, does this mean we… died, back in our home world?" Micheal asked me.

"Well, you were cursed by a Gorgon, was there any way for you to reverse that curse?"

"That would require killing a Gorgon and using its eyes to craft a potion, but it's not an easy process with a low success rate of brewing properly."

"So technically you weren't but if you say it's a low chance then…I'm not sure."

"So in other words, anime trope for the win." Gallon said with a smirk. "At least we ended up here together."

"True… could have been worse." Micheal said, nodding as they smiled at Gallon.

So, they're clearly a thing.

"Well, while I heard your names are Micheal and Gallon, who are you?" I inquired.

"Well, I'm Micheal." The winged ram said. I realized their fur was blue, same as the hair on their head, and their eyes were purple and his wings were all white.

"And I'm Gallon." The wolf-goat said. His fur was all dark gray with black highlights. His bat-like wings were a leathery black color. His eyes were also the same weird goat shape, and a dark yellowish gold color.

"Alright…now next question, what are you cause I do not know what race is…such wildly different hybrids." I said honestly.

"We're Nokori." Micheal said. "It's a… story how we became this."

"Noko-wha?" I asked, not hearing about this race before.

"We were all once human but then one day were randomly kidnapped and turned into these fluffy crazy creatures with magical abilities thrown in. Turns out there was some weird magic building up in the nearby Hulda forest, a really dangerous and magical place and it was gonna kill all human life since humans were the most magically weak creatures on the planet, so the people who turned us into this did it so some remnant of humanity lived on after the event and it avoided greedy power hungry rich people and such from getting a free pass from the apocalypse." Gallon said.

"Yeah… basically that." Micheal said.

"Right…" I said slowly. "That's…interesting."

"It was… an adjustment. Work had to be done quick in the early years… especially moving and burning all the… bodies…" Micheal winced.

"Bright side he got to put his Archeology hobby to work exploring and remapping all the city and nearby cities." Gallon chuckled as they grabbed Micheal around their waist.

"And I keep telling you, that is not Archeology. It was closer to archeology with me heading into Hulda to discover the source of the Event than it was every time you said it…" Micheal huffed.

"I think you mean Cartography." I said honestly.

"Thank you!" Micheal said. "See? He gets it."

"No, he goes into the old buildings and gets all the good stuff too! Like warehouses, factories, all the highly secure magic facilities."

"That's also not Archeology, that's just scavenging and basically breaking and taking what we needed…" Micheal sighed.

"So…what's your relationship with each other? Cause I'd rather not assume and think something weird."

"Oh, we're married." Gallon said.

"Have been for two years. At least, before the petrification." Micheal said. "Might be more… not sure how long we were petrified so, at least two years."

"That's good." I nodded. "So, just as a quick rule of thumb, anything in this reality is possible."

"Right, so what does that mean for us?" Gallon asked.

"It means there is an infinite amount of possibilities for what you can do." I shrugged. "It'll make more sense when you get situated."

"Cool… so, where are we?" Micheal asked.

"Well, currently you are one of the New Foundation's cities, one of the few safe places on the planet Armageddon."

"Oh I can already tell that if this planet is called Armageddon then it's not a good place to be." Gallon said.

"It is a planet with every single End of the World scenario stitched together in a massive mess." I said honestly. "The World Soul is friendly enough though, just lonely."

"Right… still processing a lot so… I'm gonna need a whole to process that information… and maybe a few drinks to even comprehend it…" Micheal said.

"Well, you'll have to talk to more professional people and get checked out first, then you can get drinks." I said honestly.

"Right."

The two got some quick physicals and after those were done, even given some Assistant's. Gallon thought it was the coolest thing ever. Micheal definitely saw it's versatility and practicality alone was extremely useful given the mini map, compass and ECT.

I ended up walking them through town. They two thought it was incredible, and it even reminded them a little of their home.

As we were walking I winced as I noticed Alex walking across the street. That guy gives me the creeps…

Thankfully he passed by without saying a word, but I did notice he gave a glance our way. A quick gaze that he returned to whatever book he was reading.

I then noticed Gallon and Micheal both froze where they stood.

"Fuck… you feel that?" Gallon asked.

"Like something just judged us and was unimpressed?" Micheal asked.

"Yeah…" Gallon said, shivering.

"You get used to it…" I said carefully. "But him specifically…his name is Alex and he does indeed give me the creeps even if he's a decent person?" I said uncommitted.

"We should probably avoid him…" Micheal said.

"Yeah… he gives off a seriously… unnatural vibe…" Gallon nodded.

"I know what you mean…I don't like that guy at all, but from what I dug up about him he's perfectly clean, an outstanding doctor…I still don't trust him."

"So… uh, that… aside, where are Gallon and I gonna stay?" Micheal asked.

"Well…until you get your own place I suppose you could live with me." I said honestly.

"Wonder what we can do for work?" Gallon pondered. "Doubt you need an Archeologist and a Pope."

I actually eyed Gallon at hearing that… he's a… pope?

"A Pope?" I asked curiously.

"Heh, Gallon here after all the rebuilding got started ended up making a sort of… church-not-church. The goal of it was not about god's or worship but more the improvement of our lives post event and the rebuilding of tech and such we'd lose the ability to use or find over time." Micheal said. "He called it the Church of Y, after the place that made us, Y Labs. He even structured it akin to how a church works and all it all it just acts as a social and civil services department/bank."

"And it was all so I could make the ghosts of bigoted religious nuts scream from the afterlife." Gallon smirked. "And, ya know, all the other good stuff to help everyone." He added, earning a light elbow from Micheal. "The Pope thing was actually unplanned; it just ended up happening." He shrugged.

"Hmm…I'm sure there's something the New Foundation will come up with." I said honestly.

"Hopefully… I hope everyone back home is doing alright." Micheal sighed.

"They'll be fine. The council can handle our… disappearance and after a while elect new heads for the guilds and time will go on. They'll be fine." Gallon said reassuringly. "I am gonna miss everyone though… even crazy old Mother Silver…" He sighed.

"I'm sure they're fine…just…they might be around here somewhere." I said honestly. "I met my dad that got Isekai'd when I first got here…shocked the hell out of me cause now I knew where we disappeared to."

"Wow. Freaky." Gallon said. "Maybe. At the very least other Nokori… wonder if they were made too or born as them?"

"Heh, guess we'll see if it happens." Micheal said. "So, where's your place? I promise once we get jobs and move out we'll pay you back."

"Oh don't worry, due to my adventures I have more than enough money." I waved that off. "But my place is over here." I said, leading them to my place.

I walked them into the building, up the stairs and into my house that was much larger than they were expecting. Heh, guess first time seeing this is always really cool.

I motioned for them to take a seat on the couch and they did.

"So… any… questions?" Gallon asked me.

"Well, that's should be my line." I chuckled. "But I'll start first, are either of you magic?"

"Heh. That was kind of the whole point of the Y Labs scientists kidnapping us and making us this way. Make us magic enough to be unphased by the Event.*

"Well, what kind of magic can you do?" I reiterated.

"Well, I can make rain clouds. They're no bigger than my head though." Micheal said. "But Gallon's magic boosts and amplifies the powers of other Nokori and Magical Artifacts."

"Huh…that kinda sounds like Loop." I hummed.

"Loop?" Gallon asked.

"It's a legendary ability I have, which makes myself and others in my party stronger overtime." I answered.

"Oh… huh, I guess it is similar."

"Doubt it has the same requirements as Gallon's though." Micheal added.

"What other requirements does your power need?" I asked.

"The one receiving the boost and amplification has to ingest some of my bodily fluids. Sweat, Spit, blood. Hair and skin works too but hair is way less potent and lasts only a few seconds. Blood is the most potent and one of the longest lasting ones." Gallon said. "I usually just give Micheal here a quick kiss for anything that suddenly comes up but the… longer I hold the kiss, or rather the more spit or even blood they ingest, either or, the more powerful and longer the boost lasts. In terms of items, if I'm using the item it gets this boost passively from me, but for the boost to work with someone else using the item it has to have some spit or blood of mine on it."

"Uh…yeah, mine is just a passive that boosts everyone without a need for that." I said carefully.

"Heh, yeah. Not a lot of the others made use of it, though I did learn some Artificing Magic and made a few things that worked well with my Boost power that others could use. We actually made a power plant using just a few milliliters of my blood acting as the amplifiers to turn basic shock spells into energy strong enough to power the city."

"I still can't believe you pulled it off." Micheal said.

"That sounds pretty cool." I nodded. "What questions do you have for me?"

"Well… this is a pretty big place… surprisingly. You live here with anyone?"

"With my many spouses and many…many children." I answered.

"Oh, so you live in a polycule then?" Gallon asked.

"Herd, or Harem, but yes." I nodded.

"How many partners?" Micheal asked.

"Nineteen." I said.

"Holy fucking shit…" Gallon said.

"I feel bad for your hips…" Micheal added.

"You get used to it…" I said with a vacant stare off into some unknown distance.

"Right… dare I ask how many kids you have?"

"Over three hundred." I answered.

Gallon somehow pulled off a spit take without any water while Micheal just had an expression that can best be summarized as 'why?!' and 'how?!'.

"Because of…certain things…" I sighed. "You'll learn about that mess later, any other questions?"

"How much Viagra do you go through?!" Gallon asked.

"None, actually." I shrugged.

"... And I think that's all I can handle for today…" Micheal said. "Is there a guest room or are Gallon and I crashing on the couch?"

I quickly walked over to the wall screen. I don't have that much experience with these things but some basic common sense and a user friendly UI made making them a quick guest room with bed and even a small bathroom easy. I then added the entrance door to here in the living room and there.

"Huh. TARDIS logic." Gallon said as Micheal quickly dragged them into the room, closing the door.

"Well…that went better than I expected…" I muttered.

I sighed. They just need some time… I remember how I was when I first arrived. At least they do have each other…

I should tell the others about them as to not accidentally create an incident.

I looked around and managed to find Philomena in the bedroom reading through a book.

"Hey Philomena, how you doing?" I asked.

"I am well. Was worried when you didn't come back last night though." She said.

"Yeah…was just testing out a thing and it went a little sideways." I said sheepishly. "But we have some guests in our house at the moment."

"Really? What happened?"

"Well…I got Lunatic and wanted to test it out…knocked me unconscious, then met Soft Spot and helped transport two Nokori, who are also Isekai, who were petrified by Gorgons…now Micheal and Gallon are in a guest room right now."

"Oh, you made a guest room already. Alright then. And what are they like?"

"Well, their both nice people, ones a Pope and the other a scavenger/cartographer, are happily married to each other and…were silently judged by Alex for some reason."

"Strange. Wonder why? Well, in any case you must be hungry then too. I can prepare something and invite them for a meal. Help them adjust."

"Yeah," I started as my stomach growled. "Some food would do me good."

She got up and I walked with her to the kitchen. It was empty. She got to cooking and I sat here waiting for the food. Still… I wonder how strong Gallon's boost magic is. Would the effects stack with Loop? How much of a boost is it?

"So many questions, and little answers on how his ability works, especially when it's compared to a legendary ability." I thought to myself.

I'll have to ask him more about it later.

Once the food was done I went to get Micheal and Gallon.

I knocked on their door. "Foods ready if you want."

I didn't get a response. I knocked again and nothing. Slowly, I opened the door and I saw the two, cuddled up together and out cold.

Heh, must have been a mental toll on the both of them then.

I carefully closed the door.


Some hours later, a little past ten at night, I was still up and sitting on the couch. I heard a knob turn and looked up, seeing Gallon walk out of the room. He jumped a bit as he saw me and rubbed an eye. *Hey." He said with a half yawn.

"Sup, how'd your sleep go?" I inquired.

"Best I had in the two weeks prior to getting petrified and ending up here." He said, a smirk on his expression as he quietly closed the door behind him. "Micheal is still out. He sleeps like a ton of bricks when he's stressed so he'll probably be out til tomorrow morning."

"That's fair." I nodded. "There's some food for you in the fridge if you want, we have a magic microwave to make sure it's fresh." I said honestly.

"Sounds neat." He said, reaching into his robes pocket and pulling out a cigarette box. "Got a balcony I can smoke at first?" I smiled, leading Gallon over to the Planet room. The second he saw it he laughed, then quickly lit his cigarette. "Heh, it's funny, went through more of these in the last two weeks than I have when I used them socially."

"I can imagine, I've heard cigarette's help reduce stress even though it's…not really healthy for ya."

"Heh. It's not as bad as when I almost drank myself to death." Gallon sighed, taking another puff.

"Drinking yourself to death isn't a good thing either." I pointed out. "But…you and Micheal are together again, so that's good."

"Yeah… thought I was gonna go crazy when a week passed and he didn't come back… basically did after the second and I went looking for him." He sighed, taking another puff.

"I know…" I sighed. "But…how did you two meet?"

"Heh. It was a while after the automated systems at Y Labs let us go. After the event, a message played, told us basically why this happened to us and such, looped a few times then the doors all unlocked. Some time after that I was turning this old church my parents used to force me to attend with them. Mostly to piss off the ghost of the priest. Guy was a jackass. I tossed a bunch of stuff out the door, and accidentally ended up throwing one bible at his head. I didn't notice and went to try to pry the crucified Jesus off the wall, and we started talking. I let him live in the attic since it was roomy and I wasn't using it, and we became roommates and friends."

"Fair enough." I nodded. "Who would have thought throwing the book at someone would find you love." I chuckled.

"Especially the bible of all books." Gallon chuckled, taking another puff of his smoke.

"Oh yeah." I chuckled. "Did you pass out immediately after getting to your room or did you talk for a bit about all this nonsense?"

"We talked a bit. Well, he talked. I listened… He's very… confused and… well, we're both rather… at a loss really." Gallon sighed.

"It's alright, happened to me the first time I got here." I said honestly. "It'll take some time, but you have your husband and you have some new friends to help out."

"Heh… Yeah, still, doesn't stop us from worrying about our friends back home. The guilds… Council… I'm glad to be unpetrified and such but… I feel sad. We might never see them again and all the stuff they'll be doing to rebuild the world… we're gonna miss."

"I know…" I sighed. "But you might meet some friends in this world if chance is good."

"...Maybe…" He sighed, taking in the last puff of that cigarette and crushing the bud in his hand before tossing it. "Have you? Other than your dad you mentioned?"

"Not yet." I shook my head.

"Shame." Gallon sighed. "How long have you been here?"

"Eleven to twelve years here." I answered.

"Have you been happy?"

"For the most part, yes." I nodded. "There's been some ups and downs, but overall I'm happy to be here."

"Huh… I guess it will be interesting to see how things turn out for Micheal and I… part of me still wonders if this isn't some crazy dream… but part of me also knows it isn't."

"You get used to it." I shrugged. "I know it's not much to say, but from personal experience just…it fits."

"Guess I'll have to take your word for it." Gallon sighed. "So, can you tell me anything about this place aside 'everything is possible' because that's kind of a blunt answer."

"Well…" I hummed. "Where do you want me to start? Cause there's…a lot to talk about."

"I guess considering the place you said we are at is called Armageddon, tell me about any notable threats."

"Well, first, do you know what Guilds are?" I asked, seeing Gallon nod. "Alright, cool, so the most dangerous thing to worry about is Chaos Guilds, especially the groups known as Violence and Lust…Violence because they create weapons, both inorganic and organic, and are the muscle of the group…Lust…" I sighed. "Lust takes in or straight up kidnaps people and turns them into Breeders, Slaves, or Serfs…completely rewriting who the person was to be their namesake…with such blind devotion to it…" I sighed.

"Shit… that's… Fuck. Think I'd have preferred dealing with a dragon back home… Alright, and what about this place? I think you called it the New Foundation?"

"So…have you ever heard of the SCP Foundation?" I inquired.

"No."

"Right…" I muttered. "Well, excluding that, the New Foundation is one of the few groups on Armageddon that oppose the Chaos Guilds and want to try and make Armageddon a livable world for the people who want to live here, get teleported to here…or are forever forced to live here due to the rules…" I sighed.

"So people are trapped on this planet?"

"Pretty much, cause when you get here you are immediately shot down by the 'Welcoming Committee', a group of Chaos Guild members that force anyone coming in to crash land, or it forces anyone that tries to escape to stay…then there's the rules on this planet where…if you play by it's rules, then you are forever stuck here…"

"Huh… This Welcoming Committee shoots down anyone? Even other Chaos Guilds?"

"I doubt it, cause I'm pretty sure any and all Chaos Guild members can't leave the planet due to it's rules…" I sighed. "If you have a Dark Skill tree…you're stuck here, forever."

"Huh. Sounds more like this place is a prison."

"It certainly feels like it." I said honestly.

"Well, what if it is? What if all this is just some wildly elaborate prison for all the people that would abuse all one can do in this reality for the worst? When you think about it, it makes sense why this planet exists if it was made to imprison the chaos guilds as a whole."

"I…while that might make sense I kind of doubt it…"

"How come?"

"Well, a thing I've heard about worlds is that whenever someone finds a new one and sets foot on it, it becomes what that person kind of…is." I said carefully. "Their entire being helped shape the world around them to be what it is…and whoever set foot here must have been the worst possible person in existence…but one key thing the World Soul told me, is that this world is basically where True Evil runs free…where you can learn that 'Bad' and 'Evil' are two different things in the grand scheme of it…and just a whole host of other nonsense…"

"Heh, you sound like you had a religious experience when you say world soul." Gallon chuckled. "Aright, well if this is where true evil runs free, then it being a prison makes even more sense. If evil is an unavoidable fact of life, then why bother repressing or eradicating it, instead, give it a place of it's own to roam and run wild, then build a wall around it. Or in this case, something that shoots down anyone leaving or entering it."

"Well, when I say 'World Soul', I literally do mean I talked to a manifestation of the Planet's will, not really religious when they personally think the religious zealot that's kidnapping people and forcing them to live here is completely insane." I admitted. "But to what you suggested…well, maybe."

"Heh. Still sounds like a religious thing to me but if they hate their batshit crazy followers then I can get behind it." He laughed. "So, all that aside, tell me about these Assistant things. Something tells me they do more than give me a visual hud like it's SAO."

"They can do…pretty much everything that comes with an RPG Menu." I said honestly. "One term I've heard is 'You want to do something? There's an App for that', and it's weirdly true, also there's the Skill Tree system like in many video games and other stuff so if you ever want to get stronger or gain new thing's that's your go to."

"Really? That's interesting." Gallon said, looking at the image on his arm that was the Assistant. "Cool that it shows both over and on/part of my fur. That's really neat." He said as he pressed a finger to it, the hoo display menu popping up. "Mind giving me a quick lesson?"

"Sure." I nodded.

I gave Gallon a basic rundown on features, checking stats and how to open the Skill Tree menu. Opening it I saw he had no abilities or skill points. Makes sense he just got here… well, he actually had one Ability.

[Body's Gift: When using magical items or enchanted accessories, the effects are multiplied by x10. When another ingests part of you, their powers and abilities are multiplied based on the amount they ingest.

Rank: Rare SS.]

"Oh what the hell…" I muttered.

"What?"

"Just…how big the bonus is and how rare your skill is apparently." I answered.

"Eh, to be fair alone it was always kinda useless. Magic items were hard to come by and the few we did find back home were mostly low grade stuff. Some broke when I used it…"

"I mean…it makes whatever you use ten times stronger…and it doesn't say there's a time limit…"

"Never seen one personally… ah shit… just realized the magic gear I did use isn't with me…" Gallon groaned. "Shame too that one staff was kinda cool…"

"What was the staff?" I inquired.

"Honestly, no idea. It looked cool but I never did learn what magic it had within it. I usually used some gloves that because of my power went from simple static shocks to full on thunderbolts."

"Neat." I nodded. "Well, you can get some really neat magical stuff here if you want something cool."

"Probably later on. For now Micheal and I should consider just… what we can do now that we're here. What do you do for work here?"

"I'm a local Guard, keeping some peace and making sure nothing 'outside' get's in." I said honestly.

"And… what is outside?"

"Zombie Apocalypse in all sorts of ways." I said honestly.

Gallon laughed so hard they clenched their stomach as they hunched over.

"What's funny?" I inquired.

"J-just… of all the end of the world based things… we end up in zombies." He said, pulling himself back up and wiping some tears away from his eyes. "It's kinda hilarious."

"Eh, that's fair." I shrugged.

"So, what was your home like? Before arriving here?"

"It was a place called Equis, it was a nice place of magic and friendship." I said honestly. "There weren't any humans or all that."

"Huh. And everyone there was an alicorn like you?"

"Only the four princesses, Celestia, Luna, Cadence and Twilight." I said. "I'm an Alicorn due to symbiote shenanigans, while those four either had some preordained nonsense or were born to be the closest thing to God's on my world."

"Huh. So what were you before becoming an alicorn?"

"A normal earth pony." I answered.

"And... that is? Just a normal, no wings, no horn or anything?"

"Yep." I nodded. "And while my race is more connected to the earth and nature…no wings, no horn, just a normal looking pony."

"Huh. And you were all intelligent and such right?"

"Yep, ponies, dragons, griffons, minotaurs, you name it when it comes to magical creatures." I shrugged.

"Huh. Well those all existed back home too, there were a lot of just areas of the world they called home and we usually avoided. Some magic races were intelligent but not that many. All the races you mentioned were all feral."

"Fair enough." I nodded.

"I should get back to Micheal. Rather he not wake up and I not be there. Think tomorrow you can help us figure out what to do next?"

"Sure." I nodded. "Always happy to help."

"Thanks. Hopefully things will look up."


I went to sleep after Gallon went back to his room with Micheal.

I wasn't expecting to be suddenly having tea with Armageddon, the little child version of my old self sitting on the other end of a foals thick plastic table. "Hi again." He waved.

"Hi there…" I said carefully, walking over and sitting down. "How are you doing?"

"Been a little bored. I saw you got some new friends!"

"Yeah, apparently more isekai which is…mildly concerning that they are spawning in on this world."

"They always have." He shrugged. "For as long as I can remember."

"Really?" I asked. "I…didn't know that, thought everyone was put in a Church of the Mother then traveled here…"

"The churches act more like… homing beacons. When an Isekai arrives in this reality they would be placed in a safe zone, but I have none so it puts them wherever is safest in that zone where there isn't anyone around."

"Right…" I said. "And…with what's happening I'm sure there's more safe places to go to right?"

"It would still be best if one could construct a Church of The Mother."

"I mean…it would be cool, but as far as I know it would be close to impossible given there's possibly material requirements that don't spawn here and the Chaos Guilds would immediately try and attack the Church because it would act like a Beacon."

"The requirements are actually fairly simple." Armageddon said. "One just needs to join The Mother's Daughters, from there that person must just declare a building a church and to ensure it has multiple beds in their own isolated room that are closed at all times. These create the ideal conditions for Isekai to safely awaken in this reality upon my surface."

"Ya know…for some obscure reason, I feel like some lady is going to wonder why there's so many people at her house all of a sudden." I said, frowning as I wondered why I had that weird feeling. "But that sounds…weirdly easy…only problem is, who the hell is apart of the Mother's Daughters in this place…"

"One person."

"Fantastic…" I groaned.

"All the others were long since captured and turned into slaves or breeders."

"Ick…" I said weakly.

"That's the Chaos Guilds handy work… but your new friend would make an excellent member of the Mother's Daughters!"

"Really? Who?" I inquired. "And also…how does one join the Mother's Daughters when we don't have any of those Guilds around?"

"Simple. One prays to The Mother to join. If they meet the criteria and The Mother deems them worthy, they join. And that wolf-goat you were talking to."

Gallon? Actually… that makes sense… he did make a non religious church back in his home reality, all around the concept of helping those who were spared from their world's apocalypse…

"Huh…that…that works." I said honestly. "I mean, they still think this is some 'religious symbolism' that I'm talking to you so they might not fully believe me."

"To be fair, they haven't met me and also just got here."

"Both fo those are true." I nodded. "They also believed that Armageddon is a prison which…kind of makes sense."

"... In a way, I am." They sighed.

"Is it because of the whole…Chaos Guilds are only here kinda thing?"

"No." They shook their head. "It's for a different reason, but it works out in keeping the Chaos Guilds bound to me."

"Then what makes you a Prison?"

"Somewhere on my surface is an entrance. This entrance leads to a dungeon that is also a prison. Within this prison are the souls of everyone the Family slayed during The War. Every. Single. One. At the end of this dungeon is what all Isekai seek the most."

I blinked. "I…is that where we can…go home?"

"Yes and No. The treasure at the end of this dungeon holds many items of value, but what you seek most can be found there."

"That's…something." I blinked. "And…I can imagine it's the most difficult thing you can ever do?"

"You'd have to fight everyone from The War that The Family killed. The final boss of which is an Echo of the last True All Maker, the being who created the Machine the Family and them all fought to escape from."

I blinked…"Oh…uh…wow…"

Armageddon nodded, picking up their tea cup in their hooves and sipping it. "I've had this dungeon, this prison as part of me my whole existence, and only one person has ever found it."

"I thought it was three?"

"Only one person is still technically alive." Armageddon added.

"O-oh yeah…" I said, remembering that rumor way back when I first got here.

They nodded. "This dungeon is unique. Death is not allowed for any who enter. When HP reaches zero, it resets to full. You are not allowed to die, you either keep going deeper, or leave. This person's HP hit zero, seven million, five hundred and ten thousand, four hundred and six times before he was finally able to escape the dungeon. Leaving is just as hard as entering. He never even made it past the entrance room."

I swallowed…

"O-oh…" I said weakly. "That's…well, I suppose when even The Family had a tough time fighting against them…but…how do you get into the place?"

"The entrance appears and disappears all over at random. But there is one fixed entrance. Sadly, I don't know where it is. Dad erased that knowledge from my mind, and every time I found it again, he erased it from my memory all over again."

"Huh…well, I believe it was stated that the 'true source' was a spot that, no matter what kind of mapping you did…just wasn't there, like it excised itself from anything trying to map it." I said. "Though this was something said over ten years ago when I first got here so I'm not a hundred percent sure if that is fully true or half true."

"The Empty." They nodded. "Much like Nothingness and Void, both are things that exist but also don't. The Empty is like… an artificial meeting point where the two, Nothingness and Void, exist and meet but they don't. Not in the normal sense. This zone is… tricky to reach."

"Yeah, I think there was something involved with Void Dungeons but it's been so long I have no clue…" I shook my head.

"That was a secondary option Grandmaster Lord created that is honestly just as if not more insane than the natural way."

"And what is the secondary option?" I asked nervously.

"From what dad told me, Grandmaster Lord wanted you to piece together a key that was made of pieces that you can only get by facing every Level 5 Void Dungeon on Homeworld, and not only has Homeworld never been fully mapped even after 3 whole Era's, but even certain insane people have only gotten like…barely a quarter of the pieces needed."

I blinked. "Huh…"

"And then when you do clear a dungeon and get a piece of the door it might be a repeat of one you already have, you only get one per dungeon, and the keys for the door can only be found in Loot Spawn and each key is somewhere there individually."

"You have a better chance of finding it here randomly then you do trying that bullshit." I said in horror.

"Yeah. I actually got to ask uncle Lord about that and I think he just… laughed, then looked up to the sky and said 'suffer' then walked off."

"Asshole."

"All my aunts and uncles have called him that. Anyway, that aside I think you should form a party with all your new friends."

"I probably should, Diamond did say that I would need a party…kind of thought one of them would be Tina considering she has family to look for and also she's…probably stupidly strong."

"Probably."

I sighed, scratching my head. "This is getting more and more complicated…and I still have to deal with David's bullshit with him wanting to start a War…"

"Yeah."


I woke up the next morning seeing Micheal, Gallon and Jada all sharing some coffee.

"Morning dad." Jada said.

"Morning." I yawned. "How are people doing?" I asked, getting off the couch and stretching, feeling satisfying pops in my bones.

"Coffee~" Micheal said, their tone in bliss as they drank.

"We ran out of coffee back home years ago. Some of us took it harder than others." Gallon chuckled.

"Tea can go get poured straight down the drainage pipes to hell." Micheal said, Jada raising a hand he high-fived.

"I like this guy. He passes the vibe check." Jada chuckled.

"You know nothing of good taste than Micheal." I huffed. "Give me a good Earl Gray day."

"Here here." Gallon said with a raised mug.

"One of your only flaws my love…" Micheal said, smirking as Gallon gave them a light elbow hit. "So… your daughter is interesting."

"I'm part Fae, part Floof Noodle." Jada said. "And, you know, part pony cause dad."

"The prior two show way more…"

"I know. All my siblings from my birth mom are like that."

"How many siblings do you have?" Gallon asked.

"Including me, there are twenty. Since mom's part Floof Noodle, which is a type of Lamia species, we were all born in a single litter." Jada explained.

"Yikes…"

"Eh, I tolerate them."

"Also, Floof Noodle was apparently some playful name that reality went 'sure, that's a good name'." I pointed out.

"Yeah, I was about to say." Gallon admitted. "Just didn't want to seem rude about it."

"Eh, some of my other moms are all pure blooded Floof Noodles and the name is fitting." Jada shrugged.

"So, where should we be looking for work?" Micheal asked me.

"Well, I'll take you to one of the Job Centers after breakfast so you can get an overview and the like." I said honestly.

"Well, if guns aren't considered a cheap combat alternative then maybe we can work as guards or something?" Gallon offered.

"Maybe…" Micheal sighed. "Least it puts those skills to use."

"Well…I'm sure there's something." I said honestly. "But, I think I have a thing." I brought up. "It's a long shot but there's a guild called the Mother's Daughters." I said. "All you have to do is pray to the Mother."

"And The Mother is?"

"Basically the creator of everything, the true Creator, and believe me, you praying to her will piss off a lot of religious nutjobs."

"Well, this god is already female so that's already pissed a lot of people off I imagine." Gallon chuckled. "So, what, you pray to her and you become one of her Daughters? Does that mean I'd get genderswapped cause as much as I've always wondered how I'd look, I'd rather not given my relationship and interests." He added, motioning to Micheal.

"It's just the name of the guild." Jada said. "We learn in school that The Mother oversees three guilds. The Sons, The Daughters, and the Time Walkers. The Sons focus on exploration and expansion of the planets and creation. The Daughters focus on growing communities, magic, healing and some other stuff, and Time Walkers are an unknown, but also kinda act like Grim Reapers."

"Woah… cool." Gallon smirked.

"Heh, you practically were one back home given what you did and why you made the Church of Y." Micheal chuckled.

"Heh, you have a point. Any perks if I get accepted?"

"Besides being in one of the most important guilds around…you can consecrate your own church and help save a ton of other Isekai that'll get sent here." I explained.

"How?"

"The Church of the Mother acts like a beacon to Isekai, acting like a safe zone for them and…well it's better than some other places." I said. "All you need to do is join the guild, and choose a specific spot and claim it for the Church."

"Huh… Guess that would make me a priest if I were to start out. Demotion from Pope but eh, what the hell. When in rome." He shrugged, putting his hands together. His Assistant then glowed brightly. "Shit I didn't even get two words in!" He yelped.

Micheal just laughed. "A god loves you Gallon!" He laughed.

"Statistically one had to." Gallon chuckled.

"Well, thank her grandson for putting in a good word." I chuckled. "So congrats, you are now one very important person in the New Foundation…gonna have to take this to the hire ups now that I think about it…"

"Cool… I think- woah!" Gallon yelped as he blinked. "Huh… notifications… cool."

"What's it say?" Micheal asked.

"It says I'm now a Deacon of The Mother, this let's me establish a new church, gives me access to various healing spells, and I can craft little statues of the Mother that can give people an item once a day that they ask for, within reason… oh and all defensive, healing and protection magics are half cost for me. Neat!"

"That is pretty cool." Micheal said.

"That was also very fast." Jada said.

"A little coincidental after I talked to Armageddon about this, but this is really cool." I said with a smile.

"So… what now?" Gallon asked.

"Make a church? I dunno." Micheal said.

"Hey, how does one get into the Sons? I bet Micheal can do it!" Gallon smiled.

"I doubt it…"

"Pray to the Mother about being in the Sons?" I suggested.

"Do it, it could be cool, and if you get in we can make it like a fun dynamic!" Gallon said excitedly.

"Fine, not like I was planning on anything else today." Micheal shrugged, putting his hands together and after a second, his Assistant began glowing to. "Seriously?"

"Told you!" Gallon said, hug-shaking Micheal.

"Hey, careful with the feathers!" Micheal said, then blinking a few times. "Woah… that's weird to see… so… I get an aim tracker for weapons to help me shoot or swing… combat magic is all cut down to half… and I am ranked as a squire."

"This is so cool!"

"Heh, you get real life aim assist." Jada chuckled.

"Good for you both." I said with a smile. "Luckies…" I thought to myself, knowing I'll never be able to be a part of something like the Mothers guilds.

"So… now what?" Micheal asked.

"Well, we get you two to the Job department still cause you need jobs, but also talk to some hire ups because of your new positions." I said honestly.

"After breakfast." Jada brought up.

"And more coffee." Micheal said.

"To coffee!" Jada said, the two clanking mugs.

Gallon just laughed.


I brought the two with me to the employment building, and it was here I surprisingly found Tina, in a clothed anthro form sitting behind a custom made desk to fit her size.

"... So, you're a Den Mother?" Micheal asked as he looked up at her.

"Yes." Tina said with a nod.

"And you work getting other people jobs?" Gallon asked.

"Back on my earth before all this," She motioned to herself. "I worked in an office as a shipment confirmation. Basically I called the warehouses and put in orders companies and stores all gave us and then called the companies back to ensure all their orders came in so, I'm used to office work."

"And you became a furry because some gods got bored?"

"Basically. You two?"

"Kidnapped to ensure a remnant of humanity survived after a magical extinction event was gonna kill all humanity. I mean, we aren't human anymore, not completely, but eh. We were rebuilding well." Micheal said.

"Fair enough." I nodded. "So anyways, I have one of the Mother's Sons and Daughters here to get some jobs."

"Right." Tina said, typing quickly on the computer. "Well, for a newly recruited Daughter and Son of the Mother, that's a phrase even with context sounds odd. So, given your new guild affiliations the best place I can put you two is in the guard as a field medic and a scout or scavenger."

"If we can get paired together, yes." Gallon said.

"That will most likely be the case. Especially given you'll probably be with two higher up, stronger members of the guard to help keep you safe since any Mothers run guild members are usually high priority targets for Chaos Guilds. Luckily New Foundation can help keep you two protected while you also build up in strength, arsenals and such." Tina explained.

"Huh… I guess that works. Be like what we did back home just… with zombies…" Micheal said.

"So things won't be too unusual." I shrugged. "Also surprised you're not flirting up a storm."

"Work wants me to be at least somewhat professional…" Tina answered. "But break times are always great." She giggled.

"I will cut you if you flirt with my husband!" Gallon yelled, suddenly on the desk and in front of Tina with a knife.

"Where did you get that knife!?" Micheal yelped as he pulled Gallon down and off the table.

"Stole it." Gallon replied.

"From where?!"

"Best you don't know."

"Whoa there, first date before knives." She said simply, having somehow swiped the knife from Gallon's hand and…crushed it in her paw. "Now, I just need your signatures." She said, spinning the forms for the two.

The two signed them, Gallon grumbling something under his breath.

"Sorry about him, he's just been a bit protective of me since uh…" Micheal started.

"You were petrified by…Gorgons." Tina said with a quick sniff. "So I understand…losing the one you truly love sucks…I've lost her twice…"

"Heh, actually this was before that…" Micheal sighed.

"You almost died." Gallon huffed.

"I know, but I'm alive…" Micheal said. "Some time after the rebuilding, but before we got married… some of the Nokori were found… murdered. There was only about three thousand of us turned into this so, a killer was… something we had to deal with and fast. They stabbed me when we found out who they were…"

"I sent that asshole to hell personally." Gallon frowned.

"Good." Tina nodded.

"Recovery sucked." Micheal chuckled. "Our new bodies and such, learning which medications worked and didn't was almost all on a one-by-one basis so… didn't get to enjoy pain killers."

"I can imagine." Tina nodded. "But glad you two have a loving relationship."

"Heh, yeah. Hard to believe it started because he was trying to find me a boyfriend after learning my ex before him was a cheating piece of shit."

"Yeah, cheating is terrible." Tina agreed.

"So… will we be expecting a letter, call… person at the door?"

"Someone will show up at Button's to speak with you two." Tina nodded.

"Good, and again, sorry about Gallon."

"Eh, I could have taken her…" Gallon huffed.

"Gallon, she's ten feet taller than you…"

"Just makes me the harder target to hit."

"D'aw." Tina said with a warm smile. "You're adorable."

"I know, what's your excuse when you got more fluff?" Gallon retorted.

I tried not to laugh.

"Because I rock this fluff, and I'm adorasexy." She said proudly.

"True." I commented.

"Yet I would rock a dress better than you and those tits." Gallon smirked.

Micheal facepalmed. "... Oh no, now they're becoming friends…" He groaned.

"I'm concerned…" I said nervously.

"You wish, and I can easily prove that, six o'clock at the coffee shop down the road." Tina said with a friendly competitive smirk.

"Deal, loser buys the winners drinks and has to dye their fur." Gallon said.

"Button is the main judge." Tina added. "So no personal bias in this challenge."

"That's not fair, have you seen his partners!? Even if he is bi he clearly has a preference!"

"This is gonna be a while…" Micheal sighed.

"And you were going to claim your hubby be the judge." Tina countered.

"Why? Neither Micheal or I are bi? That would make no sense." Gallon stated.

"You said this was a 'who looks better in a dress's contest." I pointed out.

"Yeah, where does being Bi come into looking good in an outfit?" Tina asked.

"Sex appeal." Gallon said.

"You wish it was just sex appeal." Tina shook her head. "I know the difference by a country mile."

"Enough, you two." Micheal spoke up. "No contest. I'm not living through another fashion show again just because you got into an argument with someone over this again."

"Well she clearly thinks she's better than me!" Gallon countered.

"No."

"Come on…"

"No."

"You're no fun sometimes…"

"And you just love starting pointless contests and rivalries."

"And while I wasn't helping….honestly it's been a while since I had a reason to wear a good dress." Tina admitted. "And friends made through competition is always a plus, but you still want coffee?"

"Coffee is more Micheal's thing but I'm not gonna turn it down." Gallon nodded.

Micheal facepalmed. "And they still became friends…"

"Well then Micheal can come along as well." Tina chuckled.

"The wonders of friendship." I laughed at Michaels plight.

"Who said I'm going?" Micheal asked.

"I'm your husband, your friend, and you're an introvert I adopted back when we were just that… plus, there's coffee." Gallon said.

"... Only for the coffee…" Micheal huffed.

"Good, six o'clock still?" Tina asked.

"Sounds like a plan." Gallon nodded. "You coming along Button?"

"Sure." I nodded. "Cause there are somethings i'd like to talk about." I nodded.

"Just have to check with Lovely before I go on a pony ride." Tina teased as I blushed brightly.

"Yeah, Button probably has to ask his girls too." Gallon said, making me blush more.

"I'm sure some of them might ask to join…" I groaned.

"Well, that's all paperwork wise." Tina said. "See you guys at six."

"Later." Gallon said as he, Micheal and I all got up and left.