Omnidimension Neptunia: Infinite Memes

by SuperHuman200

Divergent plot, crispy memes, meta humor & references. In a world where the CPUs are subjected to tentacle hentai at the hands of ASIC, it's not quite up to our... MALE OC to save the day like so many other harem power fantasies, but it beats kicking rocks like an NPC, especially if he became a relevant character because of a weirdly shaped one. (Current: Divine Hunger Arc)

27. 27 - Final Farewell! Blast to the Past!

All rights are reserved to their respective owners. I own nothing in this piece of fiction except for my OCs and the story itself.

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"UWAK!"

VOMIT!

SHOCKWAVE!

Green Brother was launched from Planeptune as he registered an unfathomable amount of pain from his abdomen and throughout his entire body as he flew in the sky, completely stunned.

His eyes were white with pain as his body writhed in agony from the single punch.

ZOOM!

WOOSH!

He felt his body shooting through the air at breakneck speeds, his blood still leaving his mouth as his senses were reeling from the punch, the pain overpowering them to the point of numbness. His eyes were still white as Vergi was flying over the seas, unable to recover his stamina. The punch had effectively broken his guard as he remained stagnant.

FEAR BLAST!

"GAK!"

But to make matters worse, the deity was blasted from within by a fear energy blast that made him tumble mid-air.

He was sprawling as he was forced into even more pain as he was getting abused by an enemy that wasn't even there anymore via a successive hit effect.

Smoke was another thing that escaped the CPU Candidate's throat as he now sustained internal damage from the fear blast as he sailed through the sky. If he were subjected to any more of these attacks, he may not have lasted much longer.

ZOOOM!

CRASH!

SHATTER!

CRASH!

SLAM!

BOOM!

CRASH!

TUMBLE!

SPRAWL!

ROLL!

ROLL!

ROLL...!

Green Brother was being flung towards an island as he slowly begin to descend towards the mass of land. He was only able to move once he slammed into the ground after crashing through some debris and rubble as he bulldozed into destroyed objects before finally rolling to a stop after a minute of torturous tumbling.

Vergo stayed in place as he laid on his back, clutching his stomach in pain with shut eyes and gritted teeth.

'Motherfucker... Right in the stomach...! Urgh...' The CPU Canditate cringed as he began to feel again, only to feel suffering.

He rolled to his side as he abruptly reverted back to his human form.

REVERT!

"!" Vergo reacted as he reverted to his human form. He was still in pain but felt exponentially weaker and much more fatigued as he stayed on the ground. His track shirt was destroyed as his upper body was clothed with nothing more than his beaten and torn undervest.

'My HDD form must have helped me resist that punch that Xero gave me... If I was how I am now, there's no doubt in my mind that I would've died from exploding like a balloon...' The CPU Candidate was self-aware of his situation as he was still too tired and too damaged to move.

Another thing he became aware of was where his pole was since it must have reverted if he wasn't in HDD anymore.

'Wait... Where's my staff?' The blonde man asked as he looked around on his side. He didn't have to look for long as he heard the Whistling of an object nearing him as he started to feel something in the wind approaching him.

'I can hear it! But that means... If I factor in the trajectory and the speed, added with the fact that if it's traveling laterally from Planeptune... Bullocks.' The CPU Candidate's eyes widened in concern.

R...ROLL!

He used all of his energy to make his body roll, right before the whistling became very distinct. Only seconds later, did his calculations prove to be right, because...

BOOM!

CRASH!

His bo staff had indented itself into the ground right where he was with extreme accuracy, implying that if he stayed in the same place that his weapon would have felled him.

Talk about a close call.

'Fucking bugger...' Vergo internally snarled.

"Hah... Hah... Hah... Hah..." The green clad CPU Candidate breathed heavily as he looked back. His pole was noticeably more scratched but was still usable.

At least he saved something.

...

...

...

THUD!...

He plopped back down as he could not move much from his position as he lay.

He was stuck there for a while.

Like a while.

Like 90s internet speed while.

He registered this face as time started to pass. Green Brother felt his eyelids becoming heavy with fatigue as his reserves had been exhausted. It was as if his body was automatically deciding that it could no further, at least not without some kind of recuperation.

Upon his eyes fully closing, he quickly drifted into the realm of unconsciousness. If one was to appear before him, his sleeping was so still that one could assumed he had passed on.

"..."

His breathing slowed to a controlled level, and his muscles relaxed with his face becoming neutral with the unconscious form he had taken. It was truly not the average observer's fault to assume he had departed. And with that, he was out like a light.

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Vergo floated within a mental void of the city that was in ruins and rubble. It had been restored to its former glory, to the extent that even the sky itself was still shining down upon the populace.

The remains of the city he was lying down on, were fully restored. He got up from the ground, trying to pretend that he wasn't a bloodied, broken shell of his former self.

To boot, even his clothes had been restored to their former glory. Such a sudden tone shift in what was just before and the current happenings created a disconnect in his subconscious. Yet he chose to ignore it, for the reason that he had trouble distinguishing the feeling of normalcy from coping delusion.

His injuries' sensations became vapid, even the battle scars were no longer present. This only fed the dream his brain was conjuring during his time of incapacitation.

For the first time, a smile graced his face as he believed the image before him.

"That wasn't real, right?... It was just a dream. Yeah... Pure fiction." He assured his thinking as he took in some deep breaths as he did so, moving along the street.

"So, did you hear about 5bp.'s new album release?" One passerby asked her friend.

"Yeah!" They agreed. "She's still so popular! It's amazing!" Praised the citizen.

Vergo didn't want to interrupt their conversation with one of his favorite idols, so he moved to go around them.

"Oh, excuse me-" Notified the CPU Candidate.

GLOW!

People walked past him, the CPU Candidate looking to step out of the way before they moved right through him, his body glowing green as they did before restoring its corporeal state of being.

THAT pulled him out of whatever façade he took in. That this wasn't real, and he was a sleeping slave to his desire. The disconnect came back in full force as his pupils became white from the realization of his inherently disingenuous reality.

But before he could fully deny what he saw, something whispered in his ear

"Observe what lies before you." A voice that sounded eerily similar to his sister instructed him.

DARKEN...!

¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?

Any questions were promptly interrupted by the sky becoming darker, with that dreadful sound resonating in his eardrums as the civilians became confused about what was going on.

"W-W-W-What's that noise?" Asked one person.

"From above!" Another pointed.

"No...!"

The same red portal appeared, ripping out the sensations of grief and despair as the CPU Candidate fell to his knees, unable to gather his gusto in the face of what he knew had already passed.

"No! No! No!" His voice wavered, as a figure all too familiar descended from the portal, in front of what should've been the afternoon sun.

Citadel.

"Greetings. Citizens of L-Box, It is indeed a pleasure to make your acquaintance." His condescendence radiated from every fiber of his body as he showed the people a smile that DID NOT match his intentions. "You may not know or remember who I am, but I am very familiar with the riff-raff that make up the population." He continued.

"STAY AWAY FROM THEM!" Vergo screeched as he kicked off the ground, the sound of smashing concrete reverberating from the force he rushed the VPU with.

WHOOSH!

SWING!-

GLOW!

"Tch!..." Spat the CPU Candidate after experiencing a burst of anger, only for his target's body to become holographic as he passed right through him. Frustration was peeling off of his features as he twisted to face his flank.

"Who are you?! Move it, you're blocking the sun weirdo!" Complained a civilian.

"Yeah, get outta here!"

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOVE!"

"He kind of looks like if a rooster went to law school. Corporate chicken, amiright?" Snickered another.

Miscellaneous comments and complaints circulated as the deity grew tired of the squabbling of the mortals before him, disregarding him entirely for some random plebian that lived amongst them.

CLOUDS!

AURA!

"Such impudence! You dare mock a god!" He raised his voice, the clouds forming from his power being released with his aura forming. Subsequently summoning the fear radiated storm clouds that covered the once dark blue skies.

"A god?" Asked a red-haired woman, dressed in a maid-like attire. She possessed green eyes and a pair of scissors, with a communication device in her other one. "This sounds familiar. And unwelcoming. Contact Lady Vert immediately. Tell her that we have an unknown figure that appears hostile." She ordered through a walkie-talkie.

"Yes, ma'am!" The receiver answered. "On it, roger!"

Several Leanboxian Army personnel appeared no too long after, the transmission that the lady sent being reciprocated as another woman that had white hair and red eyes, two blue looking individuals, a man and a woman beside her.

"Fo you think he's here about an extended car warranty?" The gelatin man asked.

"What do you think, S-Sha?" Inquired the womanly anthropomorphic slime.

"Not interested." Responded the shapely woman.

Vergo silently watched as the sweat rolled down his face. An uneasy feeling was welling up, his mind preparing itself for the atrocities that were fated to occur. He only wished he knew when it would happen.

"Fine then. So be it. Since cordialities are no longer on the table, I thrust onto Leanbox the purpose of my forthcoming!"

SNAP!

He snapped his fingers, loudly echoing to the far corners of the outskirts of the nation.

¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?

From there, legions of gateways ripped themselves into the sky, a line of portals spanning from each side of the sky as thousands upon thousands of futuristic pens the size of missiles slowly reared their points through the opening, glowing with energy. Their numbers easily surpassed the tens of thousands with the intent to skewer and write the death certificates of all that stood asunder.

"Its ruination." A cunning smile adorned his lips as Green Heart herself pulled up for the individual.

"Stop this at once!" She pointed her spear at the VPU, the CPU pointing her weapon at his neck.

"Vert!" Vergo shouted, his eyes in a comical saucer-like fashion.

The Leanboxian CPU Candidate reeled at the sight of his sister, not prepared for such an encounter. It only made him more interested on what was going on in the scenario before his eyes.

"Why, stop what? Vert, I implore you to find fault in my actions." Citadel raised his forearms parallel to the floor in a taunting fashion, which only got her more winded up as a result, very out if character for the observer's sister.

"Do you take me for an idiot?" Her eyes narrowed.

"...Is that a rhetorical question?" A brow raised in response, after a long pause.

"I don't have time for this. Leave. Now." She warned. "Or my next actions will not be so lenient." Her tone transformed into something menacing.

ゴゴゴゴ!

"You're still searching for Vergo, am I correct to assume?" Citadel raised both brows as both siblings stopped in their tracks. Vert, for being told her reason for her urgency to her , for discovering her sibling's dedication for his return.

"I assure you, even if you found him, he'd never want to return. After all, who would want to crawl back to a sister like you?" Snorted the formally clad deity.

"Like you're any better between you and Xero!" She accused. "You have no room to speak on the matter!" The CPU became defensive.

"My brother and your brother are different brothers. Besides, my apathy can see your desperation for his return. But just like a man diagnosed with ED, he'll never come." Joked the business dressed god.

Her face becoming red with a mix of anger and embarrassment, she was reaching the edge of he patience.

"BE ON YOUR WAY AT ONCE!" Leanbox' CPU demanded.

"YA BLOODY WANKER!" Reciprocated her younger brother.

"No. I don't think I will. As a matter of fact, call the manager while you're at it." Goaded the VPU.

And with that, the CPU of Leanbox charged the menace to humanity.

"You'll regret overstaying your welcome!" She quipped as she rushed him.

SWIPE!

STAB!

JAB!-

THRUST!

BLEED!

"A cut? You've been listening to my advice, haven't you?" Noticed the infidel of peace as Citadel bobbed his head to avoid the strikes, not even moving from his position. A final movement scraped the side of his face as he felt the blood escape his face before picking up the smell.

He went into his pocket and took out something, that Vert noticed as his action was deliberate to the extent that even Vergo took notice.

SWING!-

THRUST!-

CLASH!

"Too little too late, I'm afraid." Commented the dastardly deity as his hand contained a singular razor blade, darkened to the color of his aura as he had it in the had he swung to repel the spear.

As he said those words, the fabric on Green Heart's chest was shredded, showing the goddess' esteemed breasts to the nation, her brother's jaw dropped to the floor as it took everything in the reserved VPU not to make a snide remark.

"You pervert!" She covered herself. Her eyes shrunk with surprise and indignation as Citadel was slow to react, but as he did, Vergo's eyes shifted immediately.

"Please do not misunderstand. My intentions are far from perverse. Actually, if you knew what was about to happen, I could bet every NFT that I published to this day that you'll infinitely prefer perversion compared to what's to come." Smartly worded the villain.

"NFT?!... Oh, forget it you're evil anyway. Of course, you'd be into selling JPEGs-"

SEVER!-

CRUMPLE!

Mounds of flesh dropped from the divine woman's chest as blood spewed from the near top of her pectorals. Her front was now comparable to a painted red brick wall as eye bleach was something the spectating CPU Candidate desperately needed as his optical organs almost threatened to fall out of his face.

The victim herself was still in shock of what occurred as she grabbed the squishy insides that once housed her beautiful bust, now nothing more than a fleshy void that once housed the pride of her body. Consider her mommy milkies never returning from the gas station.

"Too shocked to speak? I know you wanted to get that feeling of malice off your chest, yet I have a feeling that being abreast of your current situation would be detrimental to the fragments of your sanity. No need to puff out your chest anymore, I'm sure your pride has crumbled before your people." Citadel relentlessly tore down the CPU as waterworks trailed the corners of her eyes.

"Tell you what." He took out a permanent black marker. Scribbling the identifiable that he taunted Vergo with, it was brandished back to her.

'VERT'S TITS'

"Your legacy will remain long after you perish. Question, if I show this to every citizen before they die, would you consider calling it a divine milkshake or holy honkers combo?" Inquired the deity.

Vert's eyes were empty, devoid of emotion as she couldn't believe that such a thing had happened to her. Her body was defiled in such a manner by someone who frankly couldn't care less. Even her citizens were flabbergasted with fear as they shouted in terror, horror, and uproar.

"HE CUT OFF HER BOOBA!"

"MOMMY MILKIES! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Why are we still here... Just to suffer..."

"The world is a cruel and unjust place... There is no harmony in the universe. The only constant... Is suffering..."

Morale crashed through the ceiling of hell as the people's champion had been brutally debusted by the formal foe as he looked down upon them.

"I take pity on these mortals." Spoke to the VPU. "So let the final chapter on Leanbox begin! Suffer no longer for I grant you the release of death!" He looked down to an apparent news team that gathered from the moment he severed the bazongas, starting right into the camera lens.

"Divine Devastation: Penmanship."

RAIN!

ZOOM!

Hordes of pens began to fall after the classy VPU called the technique as the dangerous stationery started to fall from the sky.

"Look out!"

FLY!

Vergo flew ahead, trying to push his sister out of the way of what would've been a horrific injury.

GLOW!-

STAB!

STAB!

STAB!

STAB!

"NOOO!" Screamed the younger sibling as he passed through the woman, before turning his head to watch his sister gored and pierced by the numerous amounts of pens that butchered her body as she guttered in pain.

"UAAAAH!" Screeched the CPU as she plummeted, her face of pain and hysteria something that was burned into the retinas of Vergo's eyes, and the back of his brain.

EXPLOSIONS!

SCREAMS!

The pens quickly wiped out the populace, the ones that didn't immediately impale the humans on the spot detonating into explosions that easily took up a block in yield and far, FAR more in magnitude. From what the CPU Candidate saw, his sister's nation was brought to its knees in a matter of two minutes.

Screams and cries of the people were snuffled out as the ground became brighter and hotter than anything the folding had ever seen.

Only after a few seconds, did it subside into something more recognizable.

Burning and smoldering, not even the corpses remaining but instead the tatters of the nation that chalked up to charred asphalt and molten concrete. Dust and ash blew in the after effects of the wind as what was once a gorgeous nation marred by the effects of interdimensional invasion.

EMERGE...!

Armies of mechanical robots he faced in Planeptune came forth from the portal as the VPU spoke once more.

"If you detect any survivors, show them a picture of what's in the bag before slaughtering them." Ordered Citadel.

FLASH!

"Beep boop beep beep boop." (Translation: Bifurcated breasts exponentially increase emotional damage. Understood.)

FLOAT!

SPREAD!

And like a swarm of locusts, the robots spread across the remains of Leanbox and its neighboring cities for any living organisms.

"Right. I have some personal business with Lady Green Heart. After all, she needs to pay for the hospital bill of that surgical incision I performed."

PLUMMET!

Cracking another joke, the malicious godly being cracked his knuckles as he descended, towards Vert's fallen form. She had taken significant damage, bloodied beyond her brother's extent as she was slumped and smoking.

"GET BACK HERE!"

DESCEND!

Roared the CPU Candidate as he rushed after him, the world around him beginning to deconstruct itself as zeros and ones rose from the ground with the ground itself becoming green.

"What...?!" His eyes trailed around as he saw the world around him starting to fade into ethereal code. They focused on the two he was approaching as Citadel continued to speak, his voice filled with superciliousness. He flaunted his superiority as naturally as he breathed.

"Tell me, Vert. Should I seek him out?" He inquired. "Needle and besiege him until the brat croaks and both of you reunite in the afterlife?" Goaded the VPU. "Or does carrying him here to see his sister after so long as a mangled mess seem more appropriate?" Questions were asked.

"Consider my flexibility when making a response. Depending on your answer, I might seize that liberty." His tone dropped to unnerving levels of dispassionate.

"... Stay away from him... You fiend!..." The CPU breathed out, her eyes filled with rancor.

"Oh? Then perhaps the Oracle would be a better replacement. If she's alive that is... But I have a feeling that she survived the initial strike. Call it intuition." Suspected the VPU. "I know she's just dying to see you." A low blow.

"Don't even think... About going near her...!" Warned the downed goddess.

FOOTSTEPS!

"Darling!? Where are you?!" A voice that was all too familiar pierced the three individual's ears. Vergo immediately turned as he halted as Citadel faced the direction the sound came from. Green Heart became anxious as she recognized that voice even more than the blonde sibling did.

"Please be alright...! There you are!" She shouted, her eyes lighting up for a moment.

"Darling! I'm here!" Chika, grabbing her shoulder as it, alongside many other parts of her body was injured as her dress was visibly ripped up and the despair could be seen in her red eyes. Reddened by shed tears, she covered her mouth as the Oracle of Leanbox saw the state her CPU was in.

"Chika. I hope you aren't too jealous of the quality time I spent with Vert. I just couldn't help myself. Such a refined woman deserves a dignified funeral service. Forgive me for crossing off her bucket list." He smiled.

"Get away from her!"

DASH!

THRUST!

Chika demanded as she closed the gap, her golden spear in tow thrusting right for his chest.

CLANG!...

"Impossible!" Denied the greenette. Her weapon had been completely stopped by a razor!

It rattled with pressure, as the small piece of metal was steady as a rock. He even managed to get the edge to perfectly party the spear tip with scary amounts of precision.

SHRED!...

...ERASE!

"For you, I suppose." Cutting the spear in half with one motion, it soon became covered in fear energy and dissipated.

GRAB!

"Hnk!" Guttered the Oracle of Leanbox as she felt her air supply be cut off with her neck being vice gripped with fatal intentions. She clawed and tried to free herself of his hand, but his fingers didn't budge with his deceptive strength.

"Out of breath? How unfortunate." Citadel commented. "You might want to keep your eyes clear enough for this." Tears welled up from the lack of oxygen as Chika looked towards his other hand. A toothpick that he fished out of his pocket, soon becoming coated with wickedness personified was twirled idly in the hand.

"By the way, you've got something stuck in between your teeth."

FLICK!

STAB!

REVERT!

"VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERT!" Screamed the Oracle as her voice became strained, tears rushing from her eyes as she broke down despite the means to do so blocked.

"DAMNIT!..." Vergo shouted, tears welling as he stared into the empty eyes of the CPU, before she reverted back into her human form. Yet another image that would haunt him for a very long time. And to make matters worse, he heard something before the world completely collapsed, the piss being taken out of his sister's death.

"What a way to go. Death by toothpick, handpicked by yours truly. My condolences, Lady Chika. It appears that my overt actions averted your gaze from the animadverting that I've been doing for the entire ordeal, subverting your attention. We controverted before her citizens inverted the mood I was in, causing me to interconvert my pens into her nation. Henceforth, everting my displeased state into my thinking, I decided that converting the city from peace to oblivion was the wisest decision, adverting on the matter myself." Citadel finished, bringing the weeping figurehead into hysterical crying as he laughed.

"YOU... YOU... YOU BASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD!"

SONIC BOOM!

ZOOM!

Furious eyes locked onto the VPU as Vergo could watch no longer, clenching his fist to the point that it bled as he did not care if it was real or fake, the fact that he had to endure the last ten minutes was enough to warrant irrationality and bloodlust he never felt before take over his mind completely. For once in his life, he wanted revengeance for all he saw as his body approached the man.

His bleeding fist was about to connect when-

---

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!...?!"

RAISE!...

Eyelids widening, he lurched his torso as he breathed heavily. His mind still in shambles he looked to his hand.

BLEED...!

It was bleeding, just like in his dream.

"I... Fuck."

WIPE!

He cursed, exasperated and distraught. Even wiping eyes that had tears falling fom them, his body naturally wept despite his confused mental as he wiped his eyes.

"That wasn't a dream..." Vergo came to a conclusion, as he stood up. "It was a memory... But who's...?" He asked himself. His body was still damaged, but it didn't feel like a labor to breathe, so something was going right for him at least. "It can't be Vert or Chika's... And the Sharicite should be shattered if Citadel did what he set out to do... So what was it?" It confuzzled his brain.

The CPU Candidate was absolutely lost.

GRAB!

STANCE..!

But before he could ponder further, another person was felt as he turned to their position, grabbing his pole from the ground as he developed a wary look in their direction.

"Hey you, you're finally awake." Hostility was devoid of their tone as the person talked to the blonde godling. "Fell right into that spot over there, same as a corpse, and your pole right there." They pointed.

"Wait... It's you!" Shock entered the boy's eyes as he looked at the individual before him.

Said person was male had spiky silver hair and stopped at his nape, and was reminiscent of it being longer, but was cut for some reason. He also had grey eyes that both had vertical scars that looked down at the CPU Candidate with serious glare, with his face looking more aged than his past counterpart. The man wore a formal shirt that was grey and was rolled up a bit as it would be in the form of puffed sleeves from his forearms. His pants were also business as well being black, and his belt would... Also, be black with a yellow belt buckle. He wore some metal-tipped dress shoes that would be dark brown as he stood over Vergo. He was battle damaged, however, as he was littered with small injuries on his body with a busted lip and bloody nose as his shirt would only have one ripped sleeve on his right intact left, and his left pant leg would be gone up to his knee with the fabric being ripped all around. His shoes were beaten as his blood was on them, as well as his clothes as the man gave a dull glare to the blonde CPU Candidate.

"Gris?... Is that really you?" Vergo asked as he looked up, lowering his pole. Oh, how the boy longed to see a familiar face that was alive. "Am I still dreaming?" Uncertainty plagued his mind, the images flashing through his eyes.

"Who did you expect, Santa? Get real. We're in the fucking end times for crying out loud, twerp. I recall teaching you how to discern the time and place for such foolishness." Edge Heart folded his arms as he spoke with an unamused tone. "Or did you land on your head when you spear tackled the concrete?..." He continued his harsh berating.

"It IS you! Thank the goddesses!" He cheered. Ignoring the otherwise hurtful insults, he was glad to have found that someone else besides himself had survived. He wasn't even sure if the Nep Sisters and Nebula were still alive, not knowing how long he was out for.

"What... Happened to you?" The hitman's tone went from disinterest to concern as he lowered his arms in response to the unnatural amounts of relief the CPU Candidate showed, rather than a snarky comeback with a snide tone.

"I was defeated by Citadel and Xero. They beat me so bad I passed out in Leanbox like a tired drunk at 3 AM at a local bar." He compared the experience. "After that, I had a flashback that wasn't even mine about Leanbox's destruction, Vert's boobs getting sliced off, and Chika getting death gripped by her neck as the bloody bloke used suffix alliteration with vert to taunt her to a mental breakdown during killing her via asphyxiation after killing everyone with glow in the dark pens and death robots that look like the mix of medieval executioners and cyberpunk robocops." Described the CPU Candidate of what used to be Leanbox.

"..."

"..."

Gris remained quiet, registering what the CPU Candidate told him.

"Therapy is not going to help you, kid. Seek medication." He told the child. Outstretching his arm, he did just that.

AURA!

HEAL!

Vergo was fully healed in an instant as he felt the effects of Gris' temporal healing. A pleasant sensation of his metaphorical health bar refilling itself almost made him forget that his sister's milk jugs were going to be a corporate product to psychologically torture surviving citizens.

He always wondered why it was so powerful, but he also knew not to look a gift horse in the mouth, so he paid it no mind for now.

The blonde god breathed out as he was fully healed.

"Thank you." Vert's brother showed gratitude. "What happened while I was out?" He moved the topic, to his need of being informed of the situation.

"As of now, you've been unconscious for forty hours. Within that time frame, I was battling a slimy VPU by the name of Lust Void. She was as merciless as she was horny. Not even the likes of the Lastation Sisters could fend her off on their own for long. It took a combined effort of all three of us, plus the assistance of many to finally put her down at the cost of their lives. The battle was won, but the price was too high. Lastation was lost, and she had completed her mission, even at the cost of her life." Explained the hitman tutor. Sweat formed as he recollected the experience.

"So.. Is that why you were the only one in Lastation that I sensed?" Vergo asked.

"Yes. Noire, K-Sha, Uni, Steemax... They've... fallen in battle... The only reason I survived was due to my time manipulation after that pink-haired bitch decided to kamikaze." Gris explained as he looked his student in the eyes.

"The world is coming to shit, and we're dropping like flies. Lowee and Planeptune are the only nations that are still somewhat intact." The CPU continued as he would explain.

"So what about Planeptune? Did they manage to beat Xero and Citadel?" Vergo asked with held-back fear.

"I'm going, to be honest with you. As much as I want to say that they kicked the shit out of that lawyer and his brother who looks like he pleaded insanity, the answer is no." The damaged CPU answered.

"No?! THEY'RE ALL DEAD!?" Vergo asked with utmost despair.

"Well, Nebula's alive. AL sacrificed himself to buy enough time for him to teleport somewhere else right after the Nep Sisters fell. They did well to protect their country, but with Citadel on the scene it was only a matter of time." He specified as Vergo responded.

"Why are the CPUs falling so quickly?! Aren't they supposed to be on par with you guys, if not stronger?!" Vergo asked a very good question as Gris healed himself as he explained.

AURA!

HEAL...!

"Do you remember the beginning of the invasion, when Xero arrived in Planeptune released a city-wide attack? It wasn't to directly attack the CPUs or draw their attention to engage with them." The former assassin started to explain.

"It wasn't? Then why the bloody hell-" Vergo gained a face of scrutiny and confusion as he was cut off.

"The reason was to kill off all of the citizens empowering the CPUs with faith so that they would be cut off from their power source. Those who weren't killed off immediately were hunted down by the armada of monsters from a portal in the sky that landed in a place called Negadimension to quell any resistances and reduce the population to zero in the rest of the cities that were nearby like Haneda City or Midgard City, utterly pulverizing stragglers that remained and seeked refuge. Their protocol even went so far as to scour the outskirts and surrounding areas for any humans to kill on sight." The CPU explained as he continued.

"If you didn't perish during the initial invasion, you'd wish you did when they sent out the infantry." Gris summarized the situation.

"Once that was through, hell, even underway, the strength of the CPUs would drastically dwindle as they fought, noticeable from the instant the attack went off, and as time went on, they were defeated." The CPU continued as Vergo finally understood why Xero basically nuked Planeptune. "Share energy is not easily gained, yet when placed in the well-being of humans, a threat like the VPUS is as detrimental as CFW Trick in an elementary school." He cringed at the brilliance of the idea.

"They'd really kill millions of innocents just to make their plan foolproof? Snuff out the lives of an entire continent for whoever the bloody hell they're working for? Are they mad?" Vergo was truly in disbelief, even after witnessing Citadel marionette and murder child in cold blood.

"It's low and vile, but this is by no means new to them. Those gods have purged entire worlds, star systems, galaxies, UNIVERSES, AND DIMENSIONS, I wouldn't be surprised if they razed parallel continuities in preparation for this moment within their simulations. The only reason we were exempt was due to my, Domio's, and Nebula's power being non-reliant on belief but rather fighting experience. You lived due to the technique that Nebula taught you saving you from the undesirable effects of share deficit." Gris recalled that he was there in Lastation as the VPU that came to the nation did the same as he would've been forced to fight her off with the Lastation Sisters.

Vergo stood in stunned silence.

So they've killed not millions, but trillions upon trillions of worlds, and Gamindustri was next on their hit list.

The thought of destruction was probably second nature to them at this point, and if they weren't following some type of organized plan, they could have just destroyed everything left? It took some time for Vergo to get out of the dwarfism of ability compared to the VPUs as he was then patted on the shoulder by Gris.

PAT!

"Vergo. Are you still with me?" The deityasked, seeing that his student had been in space with a mortified expression.

"Y-Yes, I'm quite alright." He lied, but shook off the feeling of insignificance and continued.

"How do you even know their plan...?" Vergo questioned the god as he would answer.

"The VPU that fought me thought that she was so powerful that she could babble the plan without consequence," Gris smirked as he laughed a the thought. "Saturday Villany 101." Further mockery ensued.

"Even the best have the braindead." He rubbed under his nose.

"Who was she?" The CPU Candidate asked.

"A promiscuous goddess named Vhestora." The god named.

"Is she dead?" The green god asked.

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" The silver haired CPU responded with some sarcasm.

"Not anymore, I'm afraid. Kuma, alongside my hope for Gamindustri probably died some time ago after I slept on the apocalypse." Vergo sighed.

"Hey, being emo and edgy is my shtick. Cheer up, Vergo." The older CPU cut off the emo speak.

"But what do we do now?..." Vergo wondered as he looked into the night sky.

"We go to Lowee. It's the last stronghold of Gamindustri right now. We lose that, and we lose our chance of coming back from this." Gris informed as he finished healing.

"But how are we gonna get there to help them in time?"

PILLAR!

TRANSFORM!

Vergo looked back to Gris as the god then transformed.

Edge Heart appeared in the flesh as he looked most similar to his past counterpart. The only difference was that his bangs were reduced to a singular amount as he had his scythe which looked identical to the one he gained all those years ago. Albeit with some modifications.

He opened his eyes as his black eyes with white power signals looked at Vergo as he would continue the conversation.

"Stand still, young warrior." Edge Heart told the CPU Candidate as he put his hand on his shoulder.

BFFT!

The scenery then instantly changed as the dubstep fart sounded.

"?!" Vergo reacted as the temperature had suddenly dropped to freezing temperatures. He felt frigid, but at least he was in Lowee.

"We've arrived." Edge Heart told the blonde as the latter looked around.

They were in the middle of the destroyed ruins of Lowee with smoking buildings.

The sky was still cloudy and red as the wide portal was open and stagnant.

FLAME PILLAR!

LIGHTNING BOLTS!

TORNADOES!

HAILSTORM!

SHOCKWAVE!

SHOCKWAVE!

SHOCKWAVE!

The sounds of battle were heard as multiple magic spells were thrown around as pillars of fire, tornadoes, thundershowers, and hailstorms assaulted an area as shockwaves could be felt from where the two warriors gods stood.

"Are you ready, Vergo?" The black-clad god asked his student.

"Looking back on the fact that I've been grossly outclassed in every match against these wankers, I'll look on the bright side and say that third time's the charm. Even if it's most likely false hope." The divine blonde respond as he felt the hand being removed from his shoulder.

"Impractical outlook for morale, yet impressive idealism for drive. I'll allow it." Edge Heart noted as he saw that the man closed his eyes.

BURST!

...

...

...

Vergo shut his eyes and used the technique once more as his aura flared.

...

...

...

He then tried to transform, but only raised his power.

"...If that's the best you can do, then you should probably flee for the final battle... Even false bravado will not save you from utter defeat at this point." Edge Heart advised with concern as he twirled his scythe.

"Damnit! What's the thing the CPUs say to transform, again?" Vergo tried to use that method to transform as he was peaking.

"You mean the same phrase that we used to say when we were new CPUs? 'It's 'Access'-"

"ACCESS!"

PILLAR!

TRANSFORM!

Vergo was engulfed in the white pillar of light as this time, digital white numbers with green outlines would encircle the pillar.

The light soon subsided as Green Brother reappeared. His lance returned as he would grip the weapon with the determination as he transformed. He roared as be would be releasing a Hellish Holler as his eyes snapped open.

"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWR!"

WINDWAVE!

The green god returned as Edge Heart gained a surprised look on his face as the wind-wave blew away debris. Green Brother then stopped screaming as he breathed out heavily as he turned to the single hair bang god.

"You learned how to transform?! By Celestia, the world really is ending..." Edge Heart was agape as the CPU Candidate frowned.

"Too soon, Gris. And why is it bad? You'd think it'd be welcomed since it's an extra combatant." The purple-eyed deity deadpanned.

"Reasons that we don't have time to discuss with right now. You're not used to your new weapon, you have no idea how much share energy you consume, none of your moves carry over from a blunt weapon to a stabbing one. Not to mention the dimensions that you are below them and us in terms of power followed my many more, but we digress." The mentor expressed with a neutral tone.

"Way to greet reinforcements, mate." Green Brother looked down.

"You misunderstand, I meant no harm. It's just that of your inexperience... No, stop that at once, Vergo. You WILL be useful and you WILL survive. Nevermind my words." The scythe god clarified, noticing his cynical words and changing his speech from then on.

"I...I hope so, Gris." Green Brother shook his head as he then point towards the fight with his index as his doubt was momentarily gone.

"Lead the way, sensei. I'm not feeling like being targeted for being in the forefront."

"It is usually the one in the flank that is targeted." Edge Heart rebut.

"Then let's fly side by side. We've wasted enough time chatting."

FLY!

ZOOM!

Green Brother answered as they flew towards the battle.

The two gods flew towards the battle as the shockwaves became bigger and bigger as they approached, and felt the intense energetic pressure of the people that we're fighting.

WOOSH!

"?!" The greenette squinted his eyes as he braced himself.

"SHITE!" The green-haired god vehemently swore.

GUA-!

CRASH!

Vergo was be knocked into by a figure as he was crashed into.

"UAK!" The deep voice guttered as they collided mid-air-

-Before being hit by a body.

CRASH!

SCATTER!

The two were thrown from momentum as they crash into the ground with some snow and rubble being flung into the air.

"It hasn't even been 60 seconds...!"

BLOCK!

EXPLOSION!

Edge Heart then turned and raised his scythe as he blocked a blast that caused him to be engulfed in smoke.

ZOOM!

WOOSH!

CLING!

CLANG!

CLASH!

The god then shot out of the smoke cloud as he was followed by a incredible fast-moving person, which caused some clashes in the air as blades collided and sparks flew as the two phased in and out of existence.

Meanwhile, Vergo raised up as he held the person that slammed into him by the shoulders.

Then another male, around 6'1", possessing cyber-grape color hair that faded to lilac, as it was nape length and had some neat, large bangs that hanged around his eyes. His eyes were admiral blue as they possessed the trademark white power symbols that all CPUs possess with a dark grey spandex body suit with red, yellow, and green accents wouldn't be able to be properly described due to it being beaten off of him, exposing his muscular torso and shoulders that was scratched and cut all over. His hands with futuristic gloves and fingers would be blasted off as he had his fingers exposed as his lower half of the spandex was ripped as well to his mid thighs. His futuristic boots were damaged as well as a toe could be seen as the person was breathing heavily.

His flight processors were two rows of holographic parallelograms, that were glowing black as they were flickering from the decreased amount of share energy they would have left.

The CPU's deep breaths could be heard as Vergo realized who the CPU was.

"Master Domio?" Green Brother asked as the man turned around.

His eyes widened as he saw that it was a CPU that had caught him.

"It's me, Vergo. Who managed to rough you up like this?" The green god asked as he helped up the much shorter, elder deity.

Domio did nothing except point at the direction that a clash of weapons was occurring.

SHOCKWAVE!

SHOCKWAVE!

SHOCKWAVE!

"Oh, so Gris is fighting the bastard... Neato." Green Brother observed as he would then feel the presences of two other powers, both familiar as he widen his eyes.

Domio reacted similarly as he turned around. But his expression contorted from one of surprise and relief to a mortified look of fear.

"Wait. Why are you looking like that- Oh, fuck." Vergo was exasperated as he cursed harshly, seeing the brothers that were Xero and Citadel holding the CPU Candidate twins Rom and Ram by their heads.

They were severely damaged they were injured, with their faces bloodied and their bodysuits teared up from the fight. The blue-haired twin had blood trailing down her face as cuts littered her body, welts from chain whips swelling on her arms, legs and torso. Her pink-haired sister did not fare much better, especially considering who was holding her by the skull. Countless cuts were spread across her body, the sensation of stinging pain all over her body as she dangled from his grasp. Their faces were wrenched with grief and anguish as they were flaunted as hostages/damsels.

"Please... Someone... Help us..!" Rom begged as she had tears running down her eyes. She was exhausted and drained from all the fighting and the lack of faith from Lowee's dead followers. Sobbing and sniffling was unwavering as she felt true fair.

"They ganged up on Blanc! Those dummies... K-Killed her!" Ram told the two as their eyes shrank from the bombshell.

"Blanc's gone too... They've killed all of them...!" Green Brother let the fact hit him as he stood there, his lance hand shaking from the revelation.

"That's right, blonde bitch! We killed all of them! Every last CPU and CPU Candidate except for these little shits, those godly twats, AND YOU!" Xero bragged as he used his free hand to point to Rom's head, before at him.

"Eep!" The blue haired CPU Candidate flinched.

"I for one, am looking forward to end this annoying brat's life." Citadel stated as he used his free hand to make a gun sign and put his fingers to Ram's head.

"Let go of me, you big dummy!-" Ram demanded as she would begin to struggle. The word dummy became a trigger word for Citadel at this point fter spending more than five minutes next to the girl, and he instinctively reacted.

CLUTCH!

She soon stopped however as her head was clutched harder as she screamed in pain.

"GYAAAAAAAAH!" The pink haired Loweean CPU Candidate cried out as tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. The blonde cringed as the elder CPU seethed, seeing the showcase of cruelty.

"Tch! You dare...?!"

CLENCH!

FREEZE!

Domio growled as he manifested his ice gauntlets as he clenched his fists.

"Children should be seen, and not heard. If I hear one more line of defiant idiocy escape your lips, I will slam your skull into the fucking pavement." Citadel warned as his eyes were constricted as he looked at Ram.

The girl was silenced before quickly nodding, effectively being shut up.

"Back to what I was saying, the only ones left to die before we start hunting you down are these two loli baby bitches. And we're gonna do it by BLOWING THEIR FUCKING BRAINS OUT BEFORE WE MUTILATE THE BODIES AND FEED THEIR BONES TO THE LANDSHARKS AFTER PUNCHIN' EM IN THE SNOUT, DISCECTING THEIR BRAIN MATTER WITH A BUNCH OF RUSTY DINNER FORKS AND USING THE BLOOD AND GUTS AS BAIT FOR THE CANNIBALS THAT STORE THE SHIT AND PISS FROM THIER ROTTING FLESH IN WINE BOTTLES AND NAVEL CORKS, LET THE SEX OFFENDERS STICK THEIR SMELLY DICKS IN THE CARCASSES AND LET THE SEMEN AND BLOOD MIX AND FORM MUTANT MAGGOTS THAT EAT THEIR REMAINS THROUGH THEIR CERVICES! AND WHEN IT'S ALL SAID AND DONE, I'LL VISIT THE GRAVESTONES AND TAKE A FAT SHIT IN THE CASKET AND PISS ON THE STONE TABLET UNTIL EVERYTIME SOMEBODY WALKS BY YOUR HEADSTONE IT SMELLS LIKE SOMEBODY HAD RADIOACTIVE DIARRHEA ON A GAS STATION TOILET!" Xero screamed bloody murder as Rom began to cry loudly from the things that she would be subjected to.

"Waaaaaah!... I-I want B-Blanc!" She wailed like never before.

A vein formed on Xero's head as he gave her a look that ensured pain and suffering as he cussed the child out.

"YOU BETTER SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU WHINY BABY BITCH BEFORE I GIVE YOU A REASON TO CRY LIKE THE PATHETIC SLOW CHILD YOU ARE, FUCKING MENTALLY CHALLENGED DISAPPOINTMENT! I KILLED YOUR LOUDMOUTH, PIMPLE NIPPLE SISTER, AND I'LL POP YOUR HEAD LIKE A FUCKING WATER BALLOON IF YOU KEEP CRYING LIKE A PUSSY, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOU AUTISTIC CUNT!" Xero yelled that even made Citadel cringe a bit as the two heroes were all but livid as Rom would have become paralyzed with fear.

"You better take everything you said about Rom back, you menace to society."

POINT!

Green Brother threatened as he raised his lance to the god.

"Or what? You'll get the shit kicked out of you again? And die just like your big-titted bimbo bitch of a sister?! OH WAIT! SHE DOSEN'T HAVE ANY! She failed to keep the sacs of flash on her chest! Like the failure of a CPU that you are! Don't make me laugh!" Xero was on the verge of laughing hysterically from the fact that Green Brother still thought he could challenge him after he literally punched his ass to a ruined Leanbox.

"Grrr...! WHY I OUTTA-"

PHASE!

DOUBLE FIST!-

SHATTER!

Green Brother got ready to charge as Domio zoomed past the green CPU Candidate, and closed the distance between himself and the two VPUs as he slammed both his fists into the fear deities' faces.

BIFF!

SHOCKWAVE!

FREEZE!

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" The CPU of few words roared.

ZOOM!

The gauntlets instantly shattered as they were taken by surprise as the purple haired god grunted angrily as he materialized his gauntlets again before zooming ahead, engaging with the two deities as his eyes became dots as he yelled out in rage.

The twins were released from the VPU's vice grip clutches as they fell.

CUSHION!

LAND!

Vergo stabbed his lance in the ground as he then increased the density of the air beneath them to prevent them from hitting the ground.

The two twins landed on the dense air as Vergo rushed over to them.

BURST!

He gave them some of his KI to keep their consciousness as their share energy plummeted from their lack of followers.

The twin's states only improved marginally as they started to suffer from the effects of having low enough shares to be considered fatal.

Their energy signatures were dimming as they barely had the faith of the CPUs that were alive to power them. They wouldn't be able to stay in HDD for too much longer at the rate the situation was going.

Green Brother had no idea how to save them.

He didn't even know if he could save them.

This timeline was fucked.

The feeling of crippling futility returned to him as he stared at the fading CPU Candidates as he stood above them, unable to help them in the slightest, as everyone else was preoccupied with their battles.

"There has to be something I can do...!"

BURST!

BURST!

BURST!

The green godling brainstormed as he gave the twins a set amount of KI with each passing second, that kept their conditions stable, but was nevertheless in a life threatening state.

VANISH!-

Green Brother tried to keep them alive as long as possible, for the slight chance that they could have been saved from the clutches of death, but they suddenly vanished as he was caught off guard.

"...?!" The greenette registered the CPUs being missing as he then turned to their signatures, which would he held up by Xero.

"Blondie's trying to save you shits! Not on my watch! We all know where this shitshow is gonna go, so let's just skip to the end, shall we?" The god referenced as he raised the heads of the CPU Candidates as their limp and drained bodies followed.

"I... I don't wanna die... Ram...!" Rom cried out as she sobbed.

"Me neither... Rom... Blanc's gone... Our home's gone too..." The pink-haired Candidate brought up. Her features began to warp into unbearable sadness as well but was on the cusp of shedding tears.

"I KNOW THAT THIS BITCH IS NOT CRYING! NOT AFTER I TOLD HER NOT TO FUCK UP AND THEN SHE STARTS SOBBING!" Xero intentionally shouted, just to scare Rom. The display of cruelty did not go unnoticed as Green Brother would react accordingly.

"YOU LET THOSE TWO GO RIGHT NOW, YOU EGREGIOUS EDGELORD! IT'S TIME TO STOP!"

DASH!

WOOSH!

FLY!

THRUST!

PHASE!

Green Brother snapped at the VPU, rushing him with his lance, using the air to move faster as his wings propelled him forward.

"!-"

PISTON KICK!

BOOM!

CRACK!

The greenette realized that he missed the deity and turned around.

"FUCK!" Green Brother swore as his jaw was forcibly cracked from the sheer impact of the piston kick to his face.

TUMBLE!-

STAB!

SLIDE!...

He dangled in the air for a bit before stabbing his lance into the ground, using it as a support as it tore through the ground as he was halted to a stop.

THUNDER!

LIGHTNING!

DOWNPOUR!...

He then looked up and saw that he moved to be on top of a destroyed building, the lightning crackling behind him as the booming of thunder made it only even more foreboding as it began to rain once again as he held the two Candidates up into the air.

"What a great day for rain. You girls might not get that reference, but here's something you will get." He changed topics. "Want to see your sister again?" Xero's voice uncharacteristically softened as the twins sniffled and sobbed, not having the strength to answer him.

Green Brother squinted his eyes as he made out to hear what the man was saying as he focused his hearing through the downpour. His clothes that were just dry had managed to become as sopping wet as they were a couple of days ago.

They nodded, hoping that the man would stop and do something nice for once, their blood-stained clothes becoming drenched in the rain.

"Really?" He asked with a raised brow. The green-haired CPU Candidate didn't like where this conversation was going so he gripped his lance, getting ready to attempt to do something.

That would most likely flop. A for effort, though.

Oh, how they fatally underestimated the savagery and twisted mindset of the VPU.

TELEPORT!-

And right as Brave Heart arrived on the scene with his teleportation...

"THEN TELL LUCY I SAID HELLO! I'M SURE YOU'LL SEE BLANC IN A NICE LAVA JACUZZI WITH NO TITS, NO FANFICS, AND PROBABLY NO SISTERS EITHER SINCE SHE'S PEELING OFF WITH DAMNATION! GOOD RIDDANCE!"

DOUBLE FEAR BLAST!

The brain matter of the twins exploded as it flew in the air. Their bodies went limp as their heads were blown to kingdom come as their bodies fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

JUMP!

PLUMMET!-

STOMP!

IMPALE!

CRASH!

...

...

...

Blood rushed out of their necks as their corpses made a loud thud on the ground, the recoil making them bounce as the edgy VPU fell from above and stomped on them so hard that their bodies were crushed by both shoes as they were now stained blood red. Their organs could be heard being crushed into a fine paste as their bodies twitched from the force of the stomp as his shoes were bathed in the blood of Rom and Ram.

The mortification that washed over the two present gods made them stick in place. Green Brother felt an awful sensation rise from his stomach, as he felt lightheaded from seeing an execution performed on Rom and Ram that would belong in the Immortal Kombat series.

Green Brother fought the urge to cry for the umpteenth time as he might vomit and weep simultaneously if he did so.

Brave Heart floated in silence as his eyes were dots, his breathing hitched as he saw the last remaining piece of prior familiarity be brutally murdered in front of him.

CLENCH!...

His clenched fists tightened as for the first time in years, he felt a bubbling sensation of unadulterated rage, directed to the same VPU who had caused him nothing but problems from the day he met him.

"Child murder is always a great warm-up for getting the blood flowing for a brawl. The squirming shits just exude fear. It's just as cathartic every time. You should try it." Xero explained as he let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"You killed them all... YOU KILLED THEM ALL, YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATHS! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE, YOU DEMENTED DEMONS! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS!? WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO DESERVE THIS?!" Green Brother's tolerance had been finally been pushed over the edge as h had to witness a scene that would make any rational and sane person either cry from unshakable grief or writhe in unadulterated wrath.

The green god felt both as his mortification and depression twisted into an unhealthy amount of anger.

"Well, did you expect us to just sit around and plot forever like a bunch of obscure Saturday cartoon villains? Or fuck up in the end like them? No, you dumbass. This shit was planned for years, decades before you were born. The only mistake you made was being born because it's a mystery to me why somebody hasn't killed you off as yet during this invasion. Or why you survived two attacks from me. You're a walking paradox and a walking mistake. Pick an existential crisis already." Xero explained as he flicked his bloody arms.

"This truly is the worst timeline." Brave Heart snarled in disappointment and restrained anger as Xero and Green Brother would look over to him.

"First you attack Planeptune. Then you murder Histy in cold blood by punching right through her like butter before exploding her corpse with fear energy." He graphically described as the Candidate paled.

"After that, you watched and cackled as your troops massacred the population, even indulging in the violence yourself. Neptune, Nepgear and Uzume were distraught and angered from their mother figure's death, so they wasted no time in challenging you alongside me with the lattermost joining later on. But even the power of the goddesses were no match for you, simply because you targeted the population before attacking them directly." He deduced as if he realized long before Gris, which wouldn't be impossible for the deity.

"You even brought my parents out of their retirement home just to kill them right before me like the petty psychopath you are. You even killed off Mr. Mūten, who was nothing more than a sad man after you mentally shattered him, and ambushed Kars like he was an ant under your shoe. But even then, you still managed to do something of even greater weight as you killed off the Nep Sisters right before the survivors as they would have been swiftly killed off by Citadel himself." He revealed as the godling's eyes widened.

"After that, you two would've ganged up on AL as he sacrificed himself just so that I could escape and recover and when I arrive at Lowee, the first I see is YOU EXECUTING ROM AND RAM!" Brave Heart screeched out as a vein formed in his head.

"And so what? You're mad that the villains are winning? That we thought of every contingency? That we made sure nobody from outside this dimension could interfere? Tough tits, Bitch Heart." Xero trashtalked as he gave a condescending smirk.

The blue god's eyes went blank with rage as his face become show visible veins as he yelled at the god.

BURST!

GRAVITY!

RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE!

WINDWAVE!

"I KILLED YOU ONCE, AND I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU AGAIN! THIS IN UNFORGIVABLE BY EVERY RATIONAL STANDARD! I WILL NOT ALLOW THIS TO STAND! I'LL MAKE YOU SUFFER FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" The blue haired CPU yelled at the top of his lungs.

Brave Heart was releasing a hefty amount of power as he lost it.

From everything that he would've witnessed, Xero's jabs were the straw that broke the camel's back. The areaaround him depressed as his aura flared, a blue epicenter that blended to orange. The ground shook with the rage invoked into his being as he caused some dust to blow back from the wind wave.

"YOU HAVE GENUINELY ANGERED ME!"

SHOCKWAVE!

The wrathful god roared.

A Hellish Holler was released from his voice with the power booming from it alone as the fighting between Domio and Citadel, and Gris with the mystery fighter ceased.

"Oh, that's a weeaboo line. How predictable." Xero would laugh. "The next thing you'll say is 'YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!'" Predicted the VPU.

"YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Brave Heart snapped snapped at his revived opponent. "!" His face fell.

BURST!

"What pissed you off the most about today? I killed your parents, I killed your master, I killed your divine bottom bitches, I blew up your nation, I killed two moe blobs, or that I called you a weeb or..." The red god paused.

"Or?" Green Brother asked as Xero gave him a psychotic grin before looking back at Nebula.

"Or sexually assaulting your disemboweled wife before killing her in front of your children, only to drown them in the ocean before feeding them to some sharks." Xero goaded.

...

...

...

"What is wrong with you?! What is genuinely wrong with you!?" Green Brother asked, disgusted and scarred to his core.

WARP!

SIDE PUNCH!

BOOM!

"YES!" Brave Heart answered, too furious to form a full sentence.

"BWAK!" For the first time, Xero expelled blood from his mouth in the fight.

Brave Heart moved so fast that it would have appeared that he had warped space itself. He drove his gravity fist into the solar plexus of Xero as he coughed out blood as he gained a sickening smile. The red god kicked away the corpses of Rom and Ram to Green Brother right before he was hit.

"Triggered?"

"DOES A BEAR SHIT IN THE MOTHERFUCKING WOODS!" The blue god memed voraciously.

The two disappeared as there was a multitude of shockwaves and flashes in the air with static that was red and blue that bounced around as the remaining fighters that were in their own battle soon joined in to assist their respective side.

With the two teams fighting, madness ensued in the skies as they moved all around Lowee- No, all around Gamindustri as their battle heated up to the point that the entire planet began to rumble from the battle as several large shockwaves that caused the ground and any objects to be blown away by the tremendous force of their blows.

GINORMOUS SHOCKWAVE!

BOOOM!

TREMORS!

ENORMOUS SHOCKWAVE!

CRASH!

RUMBLING!

SHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKE SHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKE SHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKE SHAKE!

The ground did all but shake as if the author himself was jackhammering into the floor as Green Brother could only watch, hammered by the realization for the thousandth time that he was hopelessly outmatched.

"Yikes!" Green Brother yelled as he got off the ground as he grabbed his lance, the only thing that made him feel relevant and important at the moment as he would watch in awe and shock of the damage that was being caused.

LIGHTNING!

DODGE!

LIGHTNING!

WEAVE!

LIGHTNING!

VANISH!

LIGHTNING!

ZIG!

LIGHTNING!

ZAG!

Lightning poured down as the oceans would be thrashing and rolling into waves that could be considered as tsunamis as they crashed into the shore repeatedly. The smell of ozone was ever apparent as the CPU Candidate had to dodge the lightning bolts as he moved sporadically to avoid being struck down.

FLY!

MAGMA PILLAR!

"Shite!"

MANEUVER!

LIGHTNING!

DODGE!

And to make things even harder to survive during the end times of Gamindustri in its final hour, the constant pressure from the fighting above his flight path caused pillars of hot magma to shoot out of the ground and fly straight up to the clouds as they erupted and scattered large drops of volcanic rock all over the place as the earthquakes triggered the volcanic eruption of many geysers of long dead volcanoes as they became yet another obstacle as the CPU Candidate dodged not only lightning, but magma pillars and magma rocks as well as he flew over the land to survive for as long as possible.

'When I saw that homeless bloke a couple of days ago yell about the end of the world withdrawing from his coke addiction, I didn't know he was right on the FUCKING MONEY!-' Green Brother widened his eyes as he would be knocked back from a gigantic shockwave that would have sent him flying.

GIGANTIC SHOCKWAVE!

"UAAH!" The greenette yelled in surprise.

He spent the last 6 hours dodging and staying alive, and his nuzlocke on surviving Armageddon may have been cut short by an offhanded clash.

The CPU Candidate was knocked into the wayside as he tumbled and was struck by several lightning bolts as he flew across the sky.

He was being given a break from the apocalyptic shock therapy until he would have crashed into a damaged building as he went right through the structure.

SHOCK!

SHOCK!

SHOCK!

SHOCK!

SHOCK!

"For fuck sake-"

CRASH!

"Fockin' 'ell-"

CRASH!

CRASH!

CRASH!

BOOM!

TUMBLE!

TUMBLE!

FALL!

CRASH!

SKID!

TUMBLE!

SLIDE...!

Green Brother was then pelted through several more office buildings before he skidded to a stop by a stairwell, only to tumble down the bloody thing as he was now in a subway terminal.

The falling had finally stopped.

...

...

...

"...How could this happen to me... I've made my mistakes... I've got nowhere to run-!"

FALL!

IMPACT!

Green Brother stopped his pity party singing after lying on the destroyed and quaking subway terminal as a rock fell on his face.

"!... Where am I... Wait, this is Lastation." The green godling realized as he would have gotten up and shook his head before getting up and looking over to a subway map sign that said it was the Midgard Terminal Legend.

He raised up as he would then run out of the quaking subway terminal, looking at the bodies that would be stabbed, mutilated or... naked with the smell of sex fluids on their bodies.

No one left unviolated.

No one.

Was nothing sacred to these VPUs?

The lone CPU flew out of the terminal and land on the ground as he exited the underground building.

MASSIVE SHOCKWAVE!

SLAM!

He was met with a giant shockwave that slammed him into the terminal entrance roof.

"ARGH! That shockwave's hitbox is bloody wonky, I'd say." Vergo cried in pain as he was shot into the entrance from the intensity of the clash.

COLLAPSE!

COLLAPSE!

COLLAPSE!

The surrounding buildings collapsed as the shaking finally ceased and the lightning decreased in number for the while.

The gods separated as they stared each other down.

Brave Heart had ripped spandex as his abdomen's right side was exposed and his gloves were destroyed, leaving only the top half intact. His boots suffered the same fate as only the mouth would have survived somewhat after the skirmish. His lower spandex was also ripped off up to his thighs. His face was furious as he stood next to his friends.

SQUELCH!

Edge Heart lost his entire torso spandex, as his body was littered with cuts and scratches with some bruises. His gloves were completely blown off as his bloody fists were clenched with his scythe in hand. His boots were damaged as his toes could be seen as he stood there with a stoic yet determined glare as he twirled his scythe before gripping it as his hand squelched.

Domio stood tall with around the same amount of battle-damaged clothes because if he lost anymore, he'd be fighting practically naked. His expression was silent fury as his brows furrowed, the blood and bruises only making his visage all the more intimidating.

CRACK!...

Xero was shirtless as he donned a mad grin on his face from all the punches thrown and blades clashed. His pants were ripped and torn as his bandages were barely in one piece and only a quarter of the original amount of tape was left. He stood alongside his brethren as he would be cracking his knuckles.

Citadel was without sleeves as his shirt was busted open and holes were torn through from his battle with Domio as his tie was gone. His dress was also torn as well, resembling shorts as they were ripped. His gloves, now fingerless as his arms were folded and his expression was no longer dull but rather alert and calculative. He glanced over to Green Brother before looking back at the trio of gods

And the last person was rather short at 5'5".

They possessed ginger orange undercut that was parted right down the middle, with some black glasses resting on his face that was surprisingly only cracked. He was wearing a white lab coat that would have been ripped, bloodied, and shredded as his sleeves would be gone and the lab coat would only go up to his waist. He had on an olive green undershirt that had the sleeves busted off as well as there was some tears and rips in the fabric with his blood as he wore some black office pants as well that was ripped up unevenly with the left pant leg being thigh high as the right one was knee high due to the fighting.

His shoes were some sneakers that were forest green with a white midsole. He also wore some chemical gloves that were dark aquamarine as they would be fingerless and more importantly, holding two futuristic syringe rifles. They were white in color with a vial sticking out the top of the gun. It glowed green liquid as it radiated toxicity and malice. Instead of a red cross sign that the syringe gun models would usually possess, this one was a biohazard sign, branded on the outside side of each gun.

His expression was one of nothing but fascination and excitement as he got to try out his experimental guns and other inventions and such in his enemies.

"Had enough yet?" Xero asked.

"Shut up." All three CPUs told the shirtless VPU.

"Hoes mad." Was his response. "Is what I would've said if they weren't all already dead." He sniggered.

"The cavalry arrives to the decided battle. The exodus of Gamindustri and its people has already ended. All that's left is you three." Citadel referenced the fall of the CPUs as Brave Heart growl.

"It's not over till it's over, Phenoix Wrong." The blue CPU God defended their cause as he raised his fist to the VPU.

"Ooh." Edge Heart acknowledged the insulting nickname.

"I wouldn't be so invested in their squabble, Blunt Heart." The scientist reigned in the god with a remark, that caused him the give him a sharp glare.

"You don't talk much, so I'm just going to roast you relentlessly-" Xero was cut off with the quickness.

"...You live in your brother's shadow." Domio shot back, a voice deep enough to thwart his rather short stature.

"Shut the hell up." The venom-eyed god spat as his grin faltered.

"It's useless, Xero. The man has you beat." Brave Heart smirked, finally seeing something eternal under the god's skin.

"That declaration of uselessness shouldn't be flung around so carelessly, lest you accept that you were the very same amount of useless in keeping Gamindustri safe." The orange-haired DPU brought up in a nasally voice.

"Shut the fuck up, you manlet. You get off on poking people with shared needles like a back alley doctor." Brave Heart rebutted.

"Do not mind Dr. Hazard's comparisons. No matter how they look at it, our team synergy far outclasses theirs. If we continue the current attack formation, then our victory will be assured." Edge Heart calmed down the emotionally tampered Brave Heart.

"..." Domio gave a thumbs up to Brave Heart as the blue god sighed before clenching his fist.

"Right. And even if this is Gamindustri's final moments... I'll make sure each one of you will rue the day you decided to destroy this dimension." The martial artist CPU promised as he pointed in their direction and looked each of them in the eyes.

"Shiver me timbers, guys! Nebula is angery! Oh, what will we do?!" Xero mocked before he would gain a sinister grin.

As he grinned, Green Brother fell from the entrance landed on his feet. He then vanishes and reappeared next to the group as he gave his piece.

LAND!-

VANISH!

REAPPEAR!

"Piss off and die. That'd be bloody euphoric." Green Brother answered as Domio nodded in agreement and Brave Heart voiced his approval of the idea.

"I completely agree with him. The time I spared your life I should have used it to send you straight to hell!" Brave Heart snarled.

"Oh, the disappointment. Fancy seeing you here." Citadel greeted as he would roll his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, talk big now. Because we'll defeat you for good!" The purple-eyed deity narrowed his eyes as he lowered his tone on the last word.

"This is coming from someone who has not been bested once, but twice by both of our powerhouses? You're delusional if you think you have even a single percentage of probability for victory." Dr. Hazard told the CPU Candidate as he closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Tch!..." Green Brother scowled. At this point denying it would truly be delusional as he was outmatched.

But even if the odds were impossibly stacked against him, he wouldn't back down. He'd fight to the bitter end as his sister had for her nation, and Gamindustri as a whole. At the very least he would die with his masters, as he was pretty sure all his human friends were long gone.

He asked for a fight some days ago and now he got the one of his life!

If he could even call it that.

And only if it didn't mean the end of the world.

The greenette felt the waves of fear energy that rolled off all three gods as they stared up at him. Even if they were smaller than him, size was the furthest thing from the deciding factor. He broke in a cold sweat as he gripped his lance.

But then Citadel closed his eyes for a brief moment, before widening them with the change of his pupils being upside-down power symbols.

DISTORTION!

The result of his eyes changing caused many portals to be opened up around the sky, and soon spread around all of Gamindustri as the fabric of space itself began to be distorted.

Within the tears were swirls and vortexes of outside space as the dimension was beginning to be crushed by other parallel universes that appeared all over the world.

EXPAND!

The tears expanded even to the reaches of the universe as they would not stop.

"?!" Green Brother was at a loss for words as he saw the universe itself be put under pressure as rips and tears appeared and grew like no tomorrow.

"Citadel's Demigod State. Its emergence alone can cause the dimensional boundaries of space to be crushed by alternate universes..." Dr. Hazard muttered as Green Brother would overhear him.

"WHAT?!" The exclamation flew out the green CPU Candidate's mouth as he looked up and around. Even if he was going to die from this fight, he didn't want to be subjected to some fate worse than death with these portals.

Who knew where they led?!

"Shit. Vergo can't survive in extradimensional space. We have to get him out of here." Brave Heart told Edge Heart as he nodded. The scythe CPU could see the fear building up in the tallest hero's face as he would then open a portal.

CHARGE!

SLICE!

PORTAL!

MORPH!

He turned around and use his scythe as he charged it to the max before making a single slash as a green portal appeared, morphing into a wormhole.

"!" Green Brother reacted as he looked at the wormhole. Everyone else sans the two gods in black and blue replicated the reaction as they too observed the portal.

"Wait... Are you...?" Domio asked as he looked at the black-clad edge lord.

"I'm doing exactly what you think I'm doing. Vergo is not in the slightest ready to participate in a battle of this magnitude. I'm sending him back into the past to our former selves. They can't follow him there, not while we stand." Edge Heart explained.

"You're sending him back? I don't think so."

DASH!

CLASH!

PUSH!

Citadel said in a booming voice as he would go for the kill.

Before being intersected by Brave Heart and Domio as they held him back. They pushed him away as the suit-clad god grimaced.

"But are you sure there isn't any other way I can help you fight them?" Green Brother asked as he was relieved that he got to live with this idea, but he never found out what happened to his masters.

"This is the only way, Vergo. You said if only you were stronger? Well, this is your chance. Go back, train yourself, and develop your abilities. Rendezvous with our past selves and forge our bonds all over again. Make new bonds with those you could not in this time. And find aid your sister. Do not reveal yourself immediately, but rather approach her as a stranger as she will be more open with you." The black-haired god started.

"That's nice and all, but where are you even sending me?" The CPU Candidate asked.

"The time I am sending you too is when the Deity of Sin was the main problem. We defeated it, but it was through reforging a cursed sword, called Gehaburn. Take this to prove the authenticity of your mission." Edge Heart explained further as Brave Heart materialized some items and handed them to Green Brother.

They were Neptune's D-Pad clip, Noire's blue and black hair ribbons, and Blanc's baby blue neck ribbon.

"How do you have these things...?" Green Brother questioned the god as he answered.

"Plot... And looting dead bodies- Look, I'm trying, ok? What, do you want the author to explain it to them or something?" He acted sarcastically with the newest CPU.

"Fuckin' 'ell." The purple eyed deity stifled laugh as the god still managed to be meta, even in the messed up situation that they were in.

If only he were the bard, his meta music would bring victory.

Wait... RIP 5PB.-

Domio then nudged Green Brother's shoulder before he offered a fist bump.

"Good luck." He said in a voice full of bass and depth, slightly breaking to show some emotion.

"Yeah... I'll need it." Green Brother responded as he went to the portal.

"Don't think you're safe, blonde boy." Xero called out the CPU Candidate as he turned around.

"After we kill these three stooges, we're coming for your head next. You can run from the inevitable, but it'll always come no matter how hard you try. So go in the portal. We'll be kicking the prophecy child syndrome out of you faster than you can say 'I should have stayed in bed today'." He threatened as he pointed accordingly.

"Yare yare daze- SHUT THE FUCK UP, XERO! YOU ANNOYING PIECE OF SHIT! I AM ONE PLOT POINT AWAY FROM SHOVING MY FOOT SO FAR UP YOUR ASS THAT YOU'LL HAVE A STROKE EVERY TIME I WIGGLE MY TOES!" Brave Heat cried in outrage at the VPU for ruining the sentimental moment.

FEAR PILLAR!

"Well then, I presume we've let the sob story sad boy shenanigans play out for long enough." Citadel stared. "Let's get down to business, gentlemen." Citadel announced as a black pillar of fear energy would rise from the ground around him.

FEAR PILLAR!

"I concur. Time to transform, allies. The fodder has decided to depart." Dr. Hazard spoke out as he let dark green pillar of fear energy erupt from beneath his feet as it shot up into the sky.

FEAR PILLAR!

"Well boys, what are we waiting for. Let's fuck 'em up!" Xero yelled as a red pillar would shoot up from his feet. His muscles bulged as his eyes turned white, limiter rings dissipating. He stretched his arms as he smiled with ill intent.

AURA PILLAR!

"Leave now, Vergo. You can trust us to deal with these accursed ruffians. We will undeniably send them to their graves." Edge Heart turned towards them as a white pillar of energy shot from his body.

BURST PILLAR!

"Yeah! I'll give 'em each a punch to the face for ya!" Brave Heart promised as a blue pillar with an orange outline would burst from within as it flew up.

"Hmph." Domio hummed in contempt before a pillar of pure magic would rise from the ground as it flashed many different random colors as it pierced through the skies.

LIGHTNING SHOWERS!

DIMENSIONAL TEARS!

RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE RUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLERUMBLE!

He flexed as he did, and roared as the ground began to shake once more as the lightning showers would come back in full force as the dimensional tears would hasten, leaving less and less room to move around to for non-powerful beings that could survive in 4D space.

'Time to get the hell out of dodge!' Green Brother internally yelled as he looked towards the wormhole.

"Oh, and before you go, Vergo." Citadel beckoned the CPU Candidate.

"What." He asked.

"I feel it necessary to leave a piece of information with you about something." He gave a upbeat look.

"Spit it out, I've got plans." The green CPU Candidate grunted.

"Commit grandfather paradox." He taunted.

"Piss off."

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"I... I'm speechless... Absolutely horrified, but speechless" AL told the time traveler with eyes the size of saucer plates as Vergo shown the group the items that Future Nebula would have given to him.

They were understandably bloody and damaged, but still recognizable, even though none present would have seen the goddesses in their human forms before.

"So am I." Nebula spoke as the group jumped. He was conscious for the last 30 minutes as he listened to the recollection.

"What the hell?!" AL jumped.

"Bloody hell, Nebula!" Vergo shouted, nearly dropping the items.

"Holy shit!" Gris would curse unapologetically.

"Ah!" Domio yelped in surprise.

"How long have you been awake?!" AL asked his best friend that was slumped over his shoulder.

"Ever since he transformed in his backstory. I have so many questions though... AL was a demon? Gris lost hair? They planned out their assault for 20 FREAKING YEARS?! And I curse out a manlet? You're only 10? years old? Vert got her tits chopped off?! You kissed a 40 year old?! The future is cursed." Nebula contemplated as the dystopia would become a reality if nothing was done to prevent it.

"We already have our hands full with the Deity of Sin, and now we have to deal with those bastards after. And I said something about a holy sword to defeat it? Gehaburn, you said? Know anything about that?" Gris asked as the present's threat would be top priority, as they could then condition for the one half a century from now.

"Nope. I never even heard about Gehaburn until I had to time jump. We'll have to cross that bridge when we got there. But for now..." Vergo paused as they were upon the outskirts of Leanbox.

"Let's go to Leanbox, mates." He finished as he stuffed the items back in his pocket with the group nodding in agreement.

"I just have one thing to say about your story, Mr. Vergo." Domio asked the blonde bloke.

"Ask away." Would be Vergo's response.

"What happened to Ram and Rom's bodies...?" He asked, with some tears in his eyes.

"I... Don't know. But it's better that way. At least you didn't have to see it, Domio... Well you now, anyway." The CPU Candidate comforted his sensei's past self as he gave him a pat on the back.

"Can we not talk about that scene?...Every time I think about it, it makes my blood boil as I loathe that VPU with all my being for the many war crimes he committed." Nebula requested as he was put down by AL as he got onto his feet before he started to walk.

"Agreed. I knew he was a bastard, but I didn't think he was the scum of existence." AL said as he felt some anger from imagining the scenario.

"Enough hating on a guy who isn't even from this timeline. We can use that spirit to get to the city to rest and recover." Gris told the group as they had become bothered by talking about the unfortunate event.

"Right. We should be making great time with how not a single monster has attacked us as yet throughout my entire backstory. It's almost as if a force had prevented it." Vergo commented.

"It was a force. And it was called the author-" Nebula was cut off.

Shush.

"Fair enough." The blue boy shrugged before continuing.

"Well, that settles that... But what about your share energy levels? Shouldn't they have hit rock bottom since you have no one to believe in you? Nor do you have a Sharicite to link with?" AL questioned.

"The sustainability technique that Nebula's future self would have taught be should keep me for a day or two at this rate. It was how I managed to lie down in the same place awake and in pain for 40 hours." Vergo reminded as Gris copied the things he said on the destroyed Leanbox.

"If only! If only I were stronger! If only I wasn't an elite mook!" The assassin jabbed.

"That's harsh, but yes, I did say something of the sort," Vergo said as he looked away.

"Don't mind him, he's just salty that he lost his hair." AL brushed off as the hitman growled.

BREEZE..!

"Right." Vergo nodded with a smile as he looked to the intact nation as his hair moved in the soft breeze as he had a hopeful look in his blue eyes, ready to help his past sensei anyway he could. It was almost as if...

...He was met by a yellow breeze of intervention.

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A/N:

Heya there, reader!

If you're seeing this, this is a rewrite of the chapter, just to correct some repetition, fix some spelling errors, and improve the spelling quality, especially in the earlier chapters.

So remember, italics and bold is going for gold.

THIS right here, is probably the most fucked up chapter I've wrote so far in terms of how dark it is. I tried my best to take it seriuos enough to be an important plot point, and lighthearted enough to not clash with the mood of Neptunia, but dystopia plus Rom and Ram's... The dark won out, ok.

And the kicker is that I held back.

I could have shown the deaths of all the CPUs, Makers and other important characters, but at that point it would become something that would on-screen question my sanity, and morality.

Not to mention it would be 10 chapters long.

Rom and Ram was ironically the only two that would drive the point of actually how cruel the Future VPUs were, to the point that they would remorselessly kill defenseless children, without having to cause anymore on-screen death... While being the most likely characters to be abused, which would for sure make people hate the VPUs.

If you can't hate someone who literally Mortal Kombat fatalities Rom, you either or don't know her or you're heartless.

I feel like I'm gonna get shit for this, but moving on.

So I basically confirmed the Holy Sword ending with this chapter.

Why pick it over the True Ending? Well, because it's just personal preference and the fact the DoS actually DIES with the sword being used on her. In the Conquest Ending, she comes back from however long to finish off Conquest!Gear, in Normal Ending , she's sealed and can probably come back since the others came back the same way, and in the True Ending, if even one person decides to worship the DoS again, she returns.

Holy Sword was the only way. And it's better overall, in my honest opinion.

And on a brighter note, if you didn't guess, Domio is the GameCube!

Now, I know what you're thinking, but the GameCube most likely already exists in Hyperdimension! Or at least its Gamindustriman counterpart does!

Then think this: Is Hyperdimension the only dimension in canon?

Wasn't there another dimension?

Exactly.

Making his aura the Super Star was just a meme opportunity. I had to take it.

But, that is all for now, so I bid you adieu.

Arrivederci.

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