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)

43. 43 - Advent of the Sisters! Another CPU?

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

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SHINE...!

Cheers erupted as the sun rose, its presence making the sky dip into its refreshing blue after an arduous night of black and ash.

"Yes!"

"We did it!"

"Leanbox is saved!"

"Kickass!"

"My precious figures of Lady Green Heart live to see another day!"

"I knew we could do it!"

"SIUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"

"LEROOOOOY JEEEEEENKINNNNNNNS!"

"TURURURURURURURURURURURURU!"

Soldiers of 343's team cried in jubilation as they celebrated the victory that was won throughout the night.

"Consider this a mission complete!" The general herself yelled, boosting morale further as her men and women cheered ever more intensely.

"I don't think this country had to fight for its survival on a level like this since before the International Peace Treaty..." Mister Chief raised his sign as responses were heard.

"You can say that again. Even with ASIC here, I didn't think we'd end up in this situation. I'm just glad we finally got past this situation." Taleia told the super-soldier as her colleague added to the conversation.

"Our triumph was assured through our combined efforts, as well as by Lady Green Heart's grace." Cave closed her eyes, a smile being adorned on her lips.

"We're standing RIGHT HERE, Cave." Brave Heart made his, and his fellow gods' existences known. "At least put us as a stand-in for her will under an alliance." He continues, with both arms partially raised in compromise.

"Wait, we had an alliance?" Edge Heart questioned. "Since when?"

"Since I decided to help Nepgear. Now give us clout, please." His hands gripped as he closed his eyes, smiling innocently.

"Honesty and genuine communication does not cancel out the fact you're still clout chasing. Just be happy Vergo's and your ex's home isn't a smoking crater in the ground... Well, almost became a smoking crater in the ground." AL deadpanned as he folded his arms, looking at him.

"Sample text." The stand prattled before returning to its user.

FADE...!

Domio silently looked on before switching his gaze to Future Heart, who looked to the sky as his hair flowed and eyes became wet.

"...I knew we could do it...!"

Future Heart wiped his nose, a sniffle escaping his body as he was reminded of what could have been with Future Leanbox, before snapping back to reality.

"I'm happy for you, Vergo. It's thanks to you that we were able to defeat DIO after all." The Loweean scratched the back of his head as he smiled, his usual demeanor returning.

"Thanks, lad. It's just that the time I come from, I wish this was the outcome instead of the reality." He admitted his cause for his emotion.

"Huh?... Oh!... Oh..." Cringed the ice user as he remembered his friend's backstory. "At least you managed to succeed, so you don't have to be sad about it right now...?" He tried to lift the spirits of the CPU Candidate.

"Exactly my point. If nothing else, I want to make it up to Vert by protecting her nation. Once I can do that, I'll defeat the VPUs, and live out my life here, one day ruling when she sees fit to give up the throne." He continued.

"She may not know now, but..." He looked down.

"But what?" Domio asked, his tone filled with curiosity.

"I'll do anything to protect Leanbox. I failed once, and I REFUSE to let it happen a second time. As her successor, and her brother." Future Heart told the boy.

"Right! Well, good luck! You did an okay job, I think?..." A cupped chin came hand under face with the question the Loweean asked himself.

"What did I hear about a successor?" Avery raised a brow as he approached the two.

"Describe this 'outcome', will ya?" Betty folded her arms as they were now in front of the two members.

"What?..." The time traveler tried to play it off.

"You couldn't fool us even if you didn't say anything. You're a carbon copy of Lady Green Heart." The corporal pointed out.

"And I heard you yell Stormy Ratnapura. No one besides our goddess and... Miss Chika know that move. Just who are you?"

Interrogated the private with narrowed eyes.

"Shite." Future Heart cursed, as he decided to return to his human state.

REVERT!

"Just keep it a secret, alright." He whispered as he huddled the two in, Domio filling up the open space between the CPU Candidate and Avery.

"So you ARE the CPU Candidate!" Betty whispered.

"I will neither confirm nor deny that statement since you already know the answer. What I will tell you is that if you value your livelihoods, speak nothing of this." Vergo warned.

"What for? Intimidating us isn't gonna make us keep the information under wraps." A side view came with the honest answer.

"It's not intimidation. If no consequence came from more people knowing, I would have no qualms about letting this information circulate. But if the wrong people find out about my identity, or the others find out too quickly, we will be in far more danger than what DIO put us in." Whispered the CPU Candidate in a deathly tone.

"We just beat DIO, there's no way-" Betty was interrupted.

"TRUST ME. Where I come from, there's always a way. It's the reason I'm here after all. Just do me a solid and keep this between us, for all our sakes. The last thing I want is for us to get our hopes high before someone else like DIO appears at the least expected moment. I know those bastards would never sit right with a defeat." Vergo sighed, his experiences dampening his mood.

"...Who?" Avery questioned.

"If they know that you know them, you will become a target for them. As my duty as the CPU Candidate, I can't tell you that information, as much as I want to."

Vert's brother shook his head.

"That's how it is, huh?... We'll leave it alone for now. But expect us to keep an eye on you." Betty reminded as the CPU Candidate rolled his eyes.

"Deal. Just remember what I told you." The time traveler spoke normally as the two nodded before he and Domio walked to the group.

"Our CPU Candidate is not only some random guy that appeared out of nowhere, but is also particularly handsome, and has something he's hiding from us for our good. You sure he's not a sleeper agent for ASIC or something?" Avery was still suspicious.

"Considering he can transform and JUST saved the nation from ruin, not really. I mean, they already got to the CPUs. Why would they give a country they want to despair a dangerous amount of hope?" His corporal asked?

"Good point. It wouldn't benefit them in any conventional situation. But still, we should be on the lookout for him. Not so much for our safety, but more so his, since he's the damn CPU Candidate." The private whispered the last part as they continued their discussion.

"Where's my Time Crystal?" Blinx asked as he looked around, walking to the friendship circle.

"About that..." Edge Heart looked at him with a pained expression.

"What?" Asked the confused cat.

"I absorbed it. I just wanted to utilize its power but ended up fusing it into my being. My sincerest apologies." Apologized the CPU as he bowed his head in sorrow.

"..." Silence permeated the air as the cat thought about his response, instead of immediately freaking out.

"..." This also extended to the god, not wanting to elicit an adverse reaction from saying anything too quickly.

"... It's fine." Waved off the cat.

"...Is that so?" Disbelief trickled into the proud CPU's tone.

"Where I work, we produce them like paper. I'm a Time Sweeper, after all." Smiled the temporal cat. "It's not like you knew that would happen, so I can't really blame you for what happened. HR's gonna get on me for this one, but I think it's worth it if someone like you gets the crystal." A sweatdrop appeared as the cat laughed at his predicament.

"Well in turn, for your sacrifice, I'll see to it that I do not squander this new power." Smiled Edge Heart as the two shared a light-hearted moment as they laughed.

"We did it!" Moru cheered, raising both fists to the sky as she cheered.

"Hooray...!" Poona beamed, her tired expression overpowered by the joy she felt as she jumped in utter delight.

GROWL...!

"All this fighting made me really parched. I feel like I could eat a horse right now." Lady Wac commented as her stomach let out a loud growl in response.

"At least you have somewhere to eat after all this, so scran on this for now." Vergo walked up to her, offering her a slightly melted Kat-Kit bar in his scratched-up hand.

"Why thank you. And who might you be?" The eldest Commander asked of his name, since he was a new face.

"The name's Vergo. I was questing near this area when I saw you lot fight that weirdo floating in the sky." The CPU Candidate made up the lie on the spot as he carried the conversation.

"Thanks for your hard work, miss." He smiled, trying to get past his random appearance as quickly as possible.

'He's kind of hot, too... And he gave me a snack! Score!' Lady Wac internally cheered as she graciously accepted the treat.

"Thanks, cutie." She snatched the candy bar from him before scarfing down on the treat as he turned to Poona and Moru.

SNIFF!

"You smell familiar, mister." Pointed out the catgirl as she sniffed at his person, her nose cascading along his arm.

"Do I?" Questioned the time traveler, trying his best to sound truly ignorant.

"Yeah. Like that other green guy. You wouldn't happen to BE him, right?" Moru interrogated.

"I have no idea who you're talking about. If it's the one who was fighting with you, he left for Leanbox not too long ago." Vergo pointed in his nation's direction as the two looked.

"Really...? Aww, I wanted to thank him." Moped the green-haired Commander.

"I'm sure you'll see him again, love." A suggestive glance hinted at the fact.

"If you say so. But why do you smell so familiar...?" Moru couldn't wrap her head around the scent she picked up.

"Might be all the ash here fogging up your sense of smell." Vergo picked up another reason to divert her suspicions.

"Hmm... You might be on to something." The Commander thought aloud as she looked to her nose.

"Hope that helps." Waved the CPU Candidate before he walked towards the friendship circle.

Before he made it there, he was called out.

"Hiding your identity, 'Vergo'...?" Kars caused the CPU Candidate's eyes to widen, as the brother of Very came face to face with the alien warrior.

"What about it, Pillarman?..." Shot back the Leanboxian male.

"-?!" A reaction of shock was pulled from the Ultimate Life Form as his tone dropped from mockingly polite to deathly serious.

"How do you know such information." Hostility arose from the warrior's voice.

"That is for me to know, and for you to come to terms with. But what I'll tell you now is that if you plan to keep your true identity and something else under wraps, you'll do the same for me." Vergo warned as he locked eyes with the alien life form.

"Because I don't predict that those around us will be very sympathetic to a man who once planned and almost succeeded in wiping out all humanity. Or is the wound to your pride by Joseph Joestar still fresh, Mr. Ultimate Life Form?" Softly spoke the CPU Candidate as a heated snarl escaped the lips of the taller man.

"You think baseless blackmail is enough to make me behave? Your naïvety supersedes my expectations." Played off the alien.

"Baseless implies I don't know about the fact that you murdered your entire race, including your own parents. Baseless is me not knowing the only reason you're anywhere near as strong as you are is because of a blasted red rock on a mask. Baseless... Is you still wasting time instead of pretending you've never met me before. Now be a compliant mass murderer and play along before you make things more complicated for the both of us."

"-!"

Kars was at a loss for words, completely caught off guard by the time traveler's deeper extent of knowledge about his whereabouts, history, lineage, and potentially his goal as well.

"Now do we have a deal? Or do I have to jeopardize your anonymous status?"Threatened the green-clad time traveler as he narrowed his eyes back.

"Tch." Kars spat as he silently kept his tongue shut.

"Hmph," Vergo smirked with the assurance that the most likely person to leak his identity was successfully shushed.

"Let's say we head back to Leanbox. Damage control seems like a top priority, all things considered." Brave Heart put aside some glory hogging for the more important situation.

"I'll call a dropship." 343 took out her communicator as she began making a call to HQ.

"Well, while that's happening, I guess we just kick back and wait around a bit." AL decided as he kicked into a cross-legged seat, his hands on his knees.

"Since we can wait around, mind telling me how you're not dead right now? You saved us the pain of mourning, so I think we need an explanation about how you're not amongst the ancestors." Taleia folded her arms with a genuinely concerned expression.

"Oh! Well, it all started when the magma melted the arrow that was stabbed into my neck by the invisible fighting ghost after it manhandled me into my so-called 'doom'-" Hands were wildly gestured as the fire user began his extravagant explanation of what occurred, only to be interrupted.

...TWINKLE...!

"...?"

Individuals with divine blood running through their veins, energy sensing capabilities, or keen observational skills picked up on the sound. AL's explanation was interrupted as he looked to the sky.

"Who the heck is that?" Blinx gripped his Sweeper, knowing fully well that it did nothing for the last arc.

"Be ready." Cave simply stated, switching to a pair of red and black scissors, with a skull that connected the two blades.

"Another fight already? We JUST came out of one...!" Complained Taleia as she gripped her blade.

"..." The CPUs narrowed their eyes as they sensed the signatures that headed in their direction.

Their energies seemed neither heinous nor suspicious. It was the contrary. It even felt familiar as the lights in the sky became numerous as four glowing blips slowly grew as they approached.

"Wait a minute... I know those energies." AL had narrowed his eyes, but we're now widening them as he remembered the identities of the owners.

"Oh shit, it's the plot- I mean, it's them!" Brave Heart's eyes sparkled with excitement as he was about to see faces that we're left back at Lastation.

"Who?" Mister Chief raised his sign, as the Commanders, the soldiers, and Kars asked in unison.

"It's the CPU..."

Gasps escaped the lips of the people present.

"Candidates."

"That's not right, Vergo." Snorted the Planeptunian CPU as he snickered from the dramatic pause. A sly grin was what he got in return from the male CPU Candidate.

"The CPU Candidates...? You mean the ones from the other nations are coming here?!" Shouted Avery, wary of their origin.

"They aren't coming for a fight. Otherwise... They'd just head straight for virtually defenseless Leanbox instead of here." Edge Heart cleared up any misconceptions of a conquest.

"Oh. That makes sense." Betty thought about it.

FLY!

DESCEND!

"We're here to help!" Purple Sister yelled as she held her gunblade with a determined expression.

"We'll beat those dummies up!" Ram also yelled, her staff gripped tightly as she looked down on the survivors.

"We'll help you!..." Rom gave her piece as she acted slightly more outgoing than her usual self, next to her sister.

"Ready to assist!" Black Sister shouted her arrival the most surprising as she appeared with the others as well as her weapon was held with intent.

"It IS them!" Reeled the soldiers, completely flabbergasted at the appearance of every other CPU Candidate appearing in Leanbox.

"What brings you ladies to our position?" Edge Heart asked, arms folded as

"Histoire told us about an unusually high amount of share energy, as well as this darker, more sinister energy signature. She chalked it up to ASIC, and told us to investigate." Planeptune's CPU Candidate explained.

"I see. Why is Unicycle here?" Brave Heart pointed with a dumb smirk, knowing what the name would do to her.

"Don't call me that! I only came here because Nepgear asked me to. It's not like I had nothing better to do at the time." She looked away, not letting her eyes meet the blue CPU.

"She's just like her sister, but watered down in the tsundere department." Vergo held back a laugh as AL busted a gut at the observation, even resulting in Edge Heart covering his mouth with a fist as he disguised a laugh a as cough.

"You shut up, blondie!" Black Sister snapped, not wanting to deal with an evaluation of her character.

"Where is that dummy anyway?" Ram looked around the volcanic landscape, it being peaceful for a place that had a bright explosion not too long ago.

"He's dead," Domio revealed.

"...What?!" Rom's face became surprised, this being mirrored by the rest of the floating goddesses.

"Yeah, we defeated him. You JUST missed him." Brave Heart shrugged as the flying CPU Candidate's jaws dropped.

"What?! But how?" Purple Sister, her eyes becoming comical circles, couldn't wrap her head around a threat being defeated so conveniently quickly.

"Teamwork go brrr." AL summarized the past eight hours as he raised a finger, sagely mixing a meme in his summary.

"Well, I don't believe it! There's no way you guys could have beat whatever it was by yourselves." Black Sister was not having it after she flew all the way there only to be told the situation was dealt with.

"Yeah, they gotta be here somewhere!" Ram agreed, now profusely looking around.

"I dunno. I don't think they're lying, sis. I mean, look at them..." Rom pointed, seeing the wounded.

"Check the logs." Brave Heart pointed.

The goddesses looked in the 4th wall-breaking direction.

DIO has been defeated.

Achievement Unlocked!

End of The World.

"Damnit. Logs don't lie, Nepgear." Lastation's CPU Candidate begrudgingly accepted, being an FPS player herself.

"Yeah, we're telling the truth. A-And even a guy that looked like Green Heart showed up! He helped us too!" More information was brought up to the hidden gripe of Vergo.

"WHAT?!" All four CPU Candidates couldn't believe their ears, their eyes all being comical plates.

"Green hair, purple eyes, tall, attractive, the whole shebang. Even a funny little accent." Lady Wac remembered his physical features as this resulted in Purple Sister's immediate response.

"Leanbox has a CPU Candidate?! And he's a guy?!" Purple Sister's eyes returned to their normal shape, except they were still widened from surprise rather than absolute shock.

"We're literally standing right here." Brave Heart motioned to Edge Heart as the stoic deity added his piece to the conversation.

"I guess we are identified as gender-neutral." Lastation's male CPU snorted.

"You two identify as CPU Memory Men. Your pronouns are plot, drive and power, staying hungry and devouring, and divine igneous." AL theorized.

"Did you just misuse my pronouns?! You filthy causal!" Mock offense was taken by Brave Heart before the trio burst in laughter as the purple-haired CPU Candidate scratched her head in confusion with a sweatshop and smile.

"He's real!?" Rom looked to Ram.

"I'll believe it when I see it, sis! That's what big sis says sometimes." The pink-haired CPU Candidate re-enacted her older sister's words.

"Where is he? You'd think he'd be here to at least show his face in front of the people that saved his nation. Guess he's not as much as a CPU Candidate as we're led to believe."

'That one stung. She has a point, but I wouldn't be talking so highly for someone trying to be a cardboard cutout of their sister...' The foresight of her mindset at the time leaked into his thoughts as the blonde CPU Candidate stayed quiet at the insult.

"Back at Leanbox. Vergo said so." Poona reminded the others as the CPUs now all had their eyes on him.

"Really now?... That's a shame... The place must be pretty banged up." Sighed the blue CPU as he looked down, trying his best to sound genuine, the time traveler whispering about his temporal status.

"You've seen it, Nebula. Pretty is a frivolous understatement." Edge Heart played his role effortlessly as he used his peer's descriptive slight to his advantage.

"Since you girls are here, might as well come with us to see if he's there." AL offered, as Domio tapped Gris on the arm before pointing to his broken one with pleading eyes.

"How are you guys gonna get back to Leanbox?" She raised a slender brow.

LAND!...

OPEN!...

Another large dropship flew down from the north as it landed from the base of the volcano, with military paramedics rushing out with stretchers."That's how. Carry the bodies of the deceased, those with minimal to no injury. Soldiers with severe to fatal injuries will be assisted by their peers and the paramedics." 343 instructed as she turned to her squad.

"Ma'am, yes, ma'am!"

Avery, Betty, Mister Chief, and the rest of the soldiers headed out as they carried out their orders as the general turned to the goddesses, and widened her eyes, before looking back at the group.

"Are those the CPU Candidates?" Bubbling surprise escaped her tone.

"The one and only. Can they come on the ship too?" Brave Heart asked.

LAND...!

"You're saying it like we won't go on it either way." Black Sister floated down to the ground, her hand on her hip as she leaned to that side a bit.

LAND!

LAND!

"We're gonna go on the airplane, and you can't stop us!" Ram made the executive decision of venturing into the aircraft as her sister agreed.

"Yep! We'll go together!" Rom reciprocated the feelings as the two touched down.

LAND!...

"But it might be good to ask for permission first, right? We want to meet the CPU Candidate without him thinking we're attacking him, like how Rom and Ram did."

"I doubt he will if we don't do anything stupid.

He doesn't have the mental capacity of a 9-year-old, after all." AL smiled as he looked up.

"Hey! We're standing right here!" The pink White Sister screamed.

"That wasn't very nice." The middle child of Lowee's goddesses moped.

"My bad. But it's true!" Argued the martial artist.

"Ight. Imma head out." Vergo softly whispered to himself before exiting the scene while everyone was distracted, using the wind to muffle his steps to silence.

"They can come. Diplomacy isn't such a bad idea, factoring the situation." 343 allowed their presence on the ship.

MELT...!

"So does that mean that we can leave now?" Domio asked, his arm back in working order as the ice armor melted and evaporated in a cold mist.

"Guess so." Blinx pointed at the goddesses and gods, along with the rest of the humans and alien walking towards the carrier as the wounded were transported accordingly.

Before he left, he did notice the absence of Vergo.

"Huh? Where did..." He looked around for the time traveler's whereabouts, to no luck. It almost cost him his ticket back to civilization.

"Come on, kid!" The Time Sweeper called.

"Right!" Domio yelled, running to the ship.

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THOOM!

...

THOOM!

THOOM!-

RUMBLE...

Foundations trembled asunder the pressure of the fisticuffs of the isolated god, his timr being bided as he used it to keep his mind focused.

Well, it devolved into venting at some point, but at least it had some physical merit. His imprisonment was used in a constructive light in the most destructive method possible, save for outright destroying his surroundings.

THOOM!

TREMBLE...!

Deep indentation was apparent on each wall that was present as the gloves on his fist were worn down to nothingness, his knuckles bloodied by the constant contact with the wall. This detail was also shared as his red bodily fluid was spread across the area, only the ceiling and a few feet from the bars being spared.

Chains of his creation hanged from the ceiling, creating an ambient and uncomfortable sounding gingle as the links rustled in random intervals, shaking every time he punched the wall.

A picture of a certain blue-haired CPU was crumpled beyond recognition, the ink-stained in his blood as the paper was nothing more than a broken mess, pieced back together by the sheer ill will he harbored towards the person within the frame.

Other sheets were also around him, pictures of a grey-haired man and an orange-haired individual as their mugshots were were long drenched in the red substance and reduced to a level a shredder could only dream of.

Eyes locked with unyielding hatred narrowed, dull in gaze yet lit in unbearable fervor like the motive of an employee stuck in a dead-end job. As much as he hated the fact, he had to see the reality that he was defeated by a CPU who he could have easily crushed.

THOOM!

It burned him. It truly did. And a couple of days spent in his cell only made the feeling of inferiority and weakness bounce around and increase in intensity, driving him up the blood-stained walls.

THOOM!

QUAKE!...

SPIDER CRACKS!...

The next time he saw those inconsequential thorns in his sides, the malignant deity would not be so overconfident, nor restrictive of his greater reserves.

This train of thought was represented by his previous fist now causing a spread of cracks that reached the corners of the walls.

POW!

BOOM!

SPLATTER!...

A fist shot through the side of the wall, into the break room as the wall chunk found itself slamming into the head of an unsuspecting worker, instantly crushing his skull before the chunk smashed into his limp body, breaking even more bones.

CRUMPLE!...

ERASE!

"Soon." Xero finally uttered words, his voice raspy from his dry throat as he kept his fist clenched, the fragments of the wall being mixed in with his blood. The paper now in his hands was reduced to nothing by his fear energy destroying it.

With this adopted mindset, the destroyer god's warpath will end up looking akin to what he had just done to the staff worker once he crossed paths with the CPU.

"The next time I see that blue-haired dyke with his porcupine pubes for a hairstyle and B-list superhero getup, I'll ground his bones into a fine dust before selling them to the nearest crack addict for a rusty pipe before I anally violate everyone he's associated with, giving them tetanus and colon cancer simultaneously as I rip the hair off their scalps and shove it in their facial orifices." Plotted the cursed VPU as he took Iut his hand from the hole.

"As soon as I get out of this jail cell." Muttered the violent VPU.

"What the fuck am I doing? I'll just bust out of here. Not like anybody's watching." Xero decided to act on the lack of supervision, heading towards the bars.

PRY!

OPEN!...

He opened the cell door with a casual exhibition of strength, breaking the locks also as naturally as he breathed.

CLOSE...!

RIP!

SMASH!

COLLAPSE!

Before closing it, ripping the door off the hinges and destroying the bars as metal shards flew in one direct action, the troublemaker of a god causing as much needless destruction as possible.

ALARMS!

Resulting from his breach in containment, the sound of blaring alarms went off in the room he was in, fur sounds echoing down the hall before meeting another alarm that did the same.

FOOTSTEPS!

"...?" The VPU's ears picked up the approach of armed personnel.

"Get back in the cell, shitface! Before we drag your ass in there with bullet wounds!" A security officer yelled, his voice shouting over the alarms as he was backed up by his lower officers.

He wore a simple grey button shirt with a badge stating his faction and an ID card hanging from a lanyard stating other basic information, black buttons adorning it as dark grey work pants and black combat boots, and a dark captain hat rested on his head. A holster for dual pistols was on his waist as one for a baton and taser was also present.

"B-B-But he's the guy!" An intern yelled, wary of the unimpressed face that the VPU gave off as he pointed with fear. His uniform was identical to his boss, just without the hat and one less firearm, due to his lower rank.

"You really think someone so scary would be stuck in a brick box for so long without doing anything? He must be about as scary as the sock puppet in my daughter's talent show."

FEAR...!

"I am going to kidnap your child in front of your wife, before taking her to a remote location and broadcast the feed to your home address in the dead of night as I mutilate her to death, live." Xero leaked out some of his fear energy as the reactions he got varied.

COLLAPSE!

THUD!

URINATE!

DEFECATE!

Bodies fell to the ground as several guards could not take the fear energy presented in front of them and kicked the bucket as they fell to the floor. Others pissed themselves in fright, their bladder and/or bowels giving out as they still managed to stay sane, although unable to fight.

"W-What?" Another still relatively sane officer asked, gripping his firearm as he was sweating bullets from looking at the madness that ensured from a single motion.

AIM!

"THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" Fury was rampant in the chief security guard as he pulled out two guns, the firearms aiming right at the VPU.

"S-S-Sir! We should call for backup...! He's too much for us!" The guard that spoke to him before, miraculously still standing, tried to talk some sense into him.

"Stop giving him rational advice. I want to hear his screams of agony, so he and his daughter can both squeal like a pair of bitches." A smile crept on the god's lips as he enjoyed the feeling of anger directed towards him.

Unbeknownst to the guard, that show of negative emotion only empowered him.

"EAT LEAD, SHITHEAD!"

BLAM!

BLAM!

BLAM!

Both magazines were emptied as the guard fired every shot, the bullets flying through the air as the sound of gunfire echoed through the halls.

"HUH!" Anger was replaced with bewilderment as the officer's bullets were missing.

"Looking for these?"

OPEN...!

And in the palm of his hand, contained the shell of every single bullet fired.

"H-He's not human!" A guard screamed.

"Took a little long for you to figure that one out. You really are underprepared for this, aren't you? Or is your brain just as dead as you in the next two seconds?" Questioned the VPU as he crushed the bullets in his palm.

SPRINT!

GRIP!

"I'LL KILL-"

FLICK!

BOOM!

SHATTER!

HEADSHOT!

THUD...!

The security officer took his baton and rushed the god, only to get a bullet flicked through his forehead in less than a second, as the sound of the crumpled pellet escaping his hand broke every single window on that section of the floor as his body fell back.

RAISE!

"D-Don't move!" One of the two remaining guards yelled, raising his pistol as he got ready to pull the trigger.

APPEAR!

CLUTCH!-

PULSE!

"!-..."

"Or what? " Spat the evil deity as he sent a lethal pulse of fear energy directed to the guard's heart, stopping it as he instantly died with his eyes becoming blank and muscles relaxing.

"Fuck this...!" The last officer standing forgone any form of retaliation, instead of calling for backup with a futuristic transceiver.

"Requesting backup! Requesting back up! I REPEAT, REQUESTING-"

CHOKE!

"No snitching. Snitches get put in ditches like bitches, chucklenuts." Xero cut off the guard's attempt at calling reinforcements as the walkie-talkie dropped to the floor.

STOMP!

SHATTER!

Stomping it out with one swift moment, cutting him off from not only the rest of his peers but his chances of living as well.

"I find it ironic that talking too much with result in you not being able to talk at ALL!-"

PELT!

SLAM!

CLUTCH!-

GROUND SLAM!

Xero's words were cut as he threw the guard into the ceiling, his head crashing through into the third-floor foundation before his leg was grabbed, and his body smashed into the ground.

SPIN!

TOSS!

CHAIN!

YANK!-

He was tossed away, blood flying from his blunt force trauma wound before a chain was shot from a portal in front of the palm of the VPU, wrapping around his other leg before pulling him back.

TWIST!

GRAB-

CRASH!...

Wrapping the chain around his arm to speed up the return of his target, before shoving his palm directly into the face of the officer, dislocating his neck before slamming to the ground, reducing his head to blood confetti.

"And that's that. Now then, I guess I'll talk my leave." Stated the VPU as he looked around, not wanting to stay around to deal with more paperweights.

SHATTER!

FEAR FLIGHT!

NYOOM!

By busting through the windows, using his fear energy to ignore the laws of physics as he flew like a fighter jet.

Grey skies occupied the land, clouds only being differentiated from the atmosphere due to their varying darker shade. Trees were dead, not a single leaf bound to a branch as even the grass itself was a faded yellow.

The city he flew over, being Malware, was an industrial-looking settlement, with a touch of futuristic details and depressing charm with a theme of a soft red glow. Skyscrapers and other tall buildings peaked in height, usually being the most technologically advanced, with the shorter buildings varying as the smaller ones were less up to date.

Even the drab-looking citizens were neutral-looking in facial expression at best, with a sense of authoritarian gloom and looming doom always present with beings such as Citadel, Vhestora, and Xero around the corner with unknown and other unspoken beings behind the scenes to watch their every move.

"Freedom. Gives me the power to cause anarchy. But before I actually terrorize the population, I'll fear monger a bit." The edgelord decided as he cleared his throat.

NOSEDIVE!

FEAR BURST!

SONIC BOOM!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

As his red aura encompassed him, the VPU dived as he created a sonic boo that caught the immediate populous' attention.

CRIES OF FEAR!

His screams were what made them stop in their tracks, as they yelled bloody murder in absolute fear.

Men and women were paralyzed with fear as they yelled until their lungs could go no more, with the children breaking down in unfathomable terror as even animals began weeping for dear life as the people practically shut down from the sounds of doom alone.

"FUCKING PUSSIES! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

FEAR BEAM!

EXPLOSIONS!

A beam of concentrated fear blasted from the flying Xero's hand as the divine villain canceled maniacally at the immoral torment he was creating.

It caused a line of explosions that miraculously killed no one, as he made sure to affect as many civilians as possible without fatal injury to not incur his brother's wrath but made it a priority for the people to wish for death to end their overwhelming despair.

CRASH!

EXPLOSION!

SEISMIC EVENT!

"PUSSY BOY ACTIVITIES! FACE OBLIVION LIKE A FUCKING MAN, YOU MICE INFESTATION! HAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!"

SHATTER!

CRIES OF TERROR!

If PTSD was a person, it'd be living in this city as the venom-eyed menace to society made it his mission to cause as much havoc in the shortest amount of time as he covered ground, ruined lives, and blew shit up sky high.

BLAST!

'Hmm... Maybe I should check the whore. I'll do it on the way, last time I checked too early I walked in on an orgy that would make online history.' Some decision-making was occurring within the brain of the god as he threw an energy sphere to the ground.

RUMBLE...!

EXPLOSION!

SHOCKWAVE!...

Causing an earthquake that led to a massive explosion, the shockwave did close to equal amounts of damage than the actual explosion.

"WHAT A DAY TO BE ALIVE! I WOULDN'T WANT TO END UP DEAD UNLESS SODOMY AND ETERNAL DAMNATION IS YOUR FETISH FUEL! BUT DON'T LET ME STOP YOU, FEEL FREE TO DIE LIKE THE DOGS YOU ARE!"

BURST!

BLAST SPAM!

EXPLOSIONS!-

Xero picked up speed in an instant, the world around him becoming speed lines as the color was barely able to register before being replaced with another one as attacks littered the area around him, wreaking undeniable destruction as screams were music to his ears.

Some time passed as wickedness personified had his fun, before finally deciding to see whether his flesh and blood was alive or not.

POINT!

FEAR BEAM!

"Bang."

EXPLOSION!...

As the VPU pointed his index before firing off red beams of destruction that made a screeching sound before wiping tens of blocks off the face of the city as he posed dramatically each time he let off an attack.

FEAR BEAM!

"Bang!"

EXPLOSION!...

And another one.

FEAR BEAM!

"Pew!"

EXPLOSION!

Another one.

"Alright. I think I've reached just about the limit before Citadel blows a casket. I'd be pissed like a little shit's mattress if this was my city. How lucky that I'm not even next in line...!"

ZOOM!

Zooming through the air, Xero exited from the terrorism he caused as he flew in a particular direction.

His direction neither changed nor did his speed falter until he was in a completely different, undamaged sector. Within said area, was a medical institution as it stood out through the relatively smaller buildings.

The VPU's sister was somewhere in those wards.

WOOSH!

"There. Now, I just have to find the bitch. Semantics would be going by the directory, but I have a more fun way of finding out where she is." He snickered as he cracked his knuckles.

Meanwhile...

"Ahn!~"

"Lord have mercy, I'm bout to bust...!"

"fish 3"

"turtle 3"

"My quivering clit! It's ... Ah!~..."

These sounds were only some that occupied the floor that the now healed blonde VPU was in her birthday suit, putting on a show for all that was by her side with the clothes of herself and the staff she seduced on the ground.

She was lying down on a hospital bed as it is ricketed with the surplus of motion that was happening on it, as the curtains were closed around them for extra privacy.

Although she wasn't against voyeurism.

Doctors and nurses regardless of gender were tending to each carnal desire as not one orifice went unused. Bodies moved in rhythm as the slapping of flesh slightly echoed across the room they were in, which was conveniently vacant.

The goddess' eyes were half-lidded with her face red with lewd satisfaction as her guts were being rearranged, butt was being fondled, spanked, and pressed against, and lips locked in the lustful contest.

"Lady Vhestora, I'm getting close...!" A young-looking doctor, balls deep in her babymaker as he switched to the back door before returning to the front repeatedly in an energetic pattern, his motions loud, hard, and fast.

"She can't really answer that question with MY BALLS IN HER JAWS!~." A male nurse pointed out as he was fondling a funbag from the head nurse and the other from the goddess, his sack under divine suction.

"Her finger blasting feels like heaven! Like she's a- OH, GREAT HEAVENS!" Screamed the woman in ecstasy, her face red with euphoria as she shook, another wave of pleasure washing over her.

"Sucking on our goddesses' feet is a dream come true! Wiggle them more, ma'am!" A patient with a broken toe begged as he sucked her toes and locked her feet as he massaged the appendage.

"This pleases the nut." Moaned an assistant nurse as he received a skillful footjob, his meatstick pocket rocket brimming with pre-ejaculate from the surprisingly adept execution of the carnal act.

"Such beautiful hands, it gave me a b-boner. " Admired another patient as the hand he held dear held his sausage as it glided on his member with her hand having a pink glow as it throbbed in unnatural pleasure.

The scent of many sexual fluids filled the air with moans and grunts spread through the room, the silhouettes of the staff enjoying themselves with the sultry VPU in the surprisingly secretive gangbang.

Secretive being a false descriptor, since their moans, unfortunately, attracted something any form of security.

CRASH!

"Unh!"

SQUELCH!

The loud sound instinctively made the patient being stroked to spill his dairy contents over both the goddess AND the head nurse due to the latter being directly adjacent to him and the former being in front of him.

Pussy juices sprayed on the VPUs hand as a high-pitched moan was let out, her body tingling with pleasure as she visibly shook from her release, breathing heavily with tears at the corners of her eyes from the sheer technique those slender fingers had.

Luckily the younger doctor was released in the back door, as the white seminal fluid leaked out from her rear entrance, as the older doctor skeeted in a straight line from her collar to her shaven neither region, a wobbly moan escaping him.

And the feet enjoyers settled for going off either their underwear or in the air depending on what they were doing to the goddess' foot. Imagine getting the opportunity to screw walking estrogen and settle for licking soles like a-

DRAG!

"Hello, whore." Xero greeted, some dust on his person as he ignored the naked partners, focusing solely on his exposed sister's face, which he was secretly surprised had no travels of a certain fluid on it whatsoever.

"Hmm hmmm hmm hmm hm," Vhestora responded, still dining on the doctor's prescription stress balls as her muffled voice escaped her mouth.

Translation: Why hello, dear brother.

"Can't you at least stop choking on four eyes' balls to speak coherently." The destroyer god deadpanned, a peeved look in his eyes as she responded.

"Fwah! No. Mmm..." Refused the alluring goddess as she purposefully cleared her throat to deny, before sucking down the fleshy orbs.

"This is why Dad doesn't love you. Anyways, looks like you're fully healed..." Observed the VPU as he looked at her body for any injuries before seeing that the only damage was to his eyes for seeing all of those unborn children present on his own sister's body.

"Mhm. Hm, hmm hm hmm hmm hm hm hmmm hm hm hmm hm hmm hm hmm?" Her face went through a few expressions from hopeful, to dismissive, to curious.

Translation: Mhm. So did you come here to finally see if I'm still alive, or do you want something?

"If I was going here to see you, Citadel would probably be with me. I came- not like that, bitch- here because I want to lay low a bit. I just figured that being near you is a great way to spitball an excuse for any high-ranking snoop that wants to cramp my style. And because I wanted to ask how being beaten by knockoff Sanic the Chilli Dog felt." He smirked as a vein formed on her forehead.

GRIP!

KICK!

CLENCH!

Screams of agony rang out as each sexual partner was hurt in the show of anger, from testicles being bitten to schlongs being death gripped, with some getting kicked either in the face or the pipe with an unfortunate fist up the baby factory.

"I'll kill him and violate the body! The same for his friends too, before I devirginize the boy! Fucking dicks." She huffed after spitting out the sack of nuts, her troubled mindset strung from her loss.

FLEE!

"Too bad you'll miss the opportunity since they're going to be crushed bones and shredded flesh long before victims of necrophilia and molestation." A smug nature presented itself in the male VPU as the medical staff cowered away as she let go of them.

GLOW!

"Like hell I'll let you, those punks are mine!" She pouted, sitting up as she glowed, her feat energy encompassing her before the lewd fluids and smells dissolved into the energy.

"Fat chance. Last time I checked, you still have to talk to the man behind the slaughter. I 'served' my time, so I'm free to go back to that zany dimension and kill off those sons of bitches." He brought up the fact that she'd been recovering the entire time and was not free to fuck and fight since she had healed, contrary to belief.

"This is SO NOT FAIR! You got us in trouble the first time we went there because of your rage boner for anything that moves with Nebula, and now I have to get embarrassed in front of the council because I got gangbanged by the power of bullshit..." Ahe shouted angrily with comically unimpressed eyes before moping as a comically glum aura surrounded her.

"Life's not fair, sis. As much as I have to admit it, I lost to them too." He seethed, before sighing.

"But that losing streak I'm on is gonna change. Underestimation isn't gonna cost me twice. Unlike you." Perceptive of his past mistake, he made it a point to bust the goddess' files to her detriment.

"Eat me out, asshole. You're just lucky the meta is killing our enemies, otherwise, you wouldn't be talking all this hot shit." Huffed the sister of Xero as she picked up her black laced panties before putting them back on.

"Well, missions usually go 'fuck over the enemy', not 'fuck the enemy.' Maybe if you laid off giving so much brain, you could think about it like that." Snidely offered the brother of Vhestora as she clipped her black laced bra after putting it on, before gaining on an offended expression.

"How dare you assume I LOSE brainpower when giving gawk-gawk."

"If you didn't decrease in brain cell count, you'd be able to comprehend that he actually said something that wasn't chaotic nonsense for once." A voice made itself known as the two turned to the newcomer.

"See, he gets it!" A hand pointed to the third person as a triumphant grin made it on his face, serving to piss off the VPU.

"And who the hell do you think you are, mister!-" Vhestora turned to the person, her face becoming engaged before instantly shifting to a more submissive tone of voice.

"Don't already tell me you feel the need to be so standoffish from my mere opinion. I know those words mean nothing the moment I grip these gloves." The man's ven yellow eyes narrowed, as he adjusted his necktie.

"Y-Yes, Citadel." Losing what little resistance she had left, the promiscuous woman went for her pants as she got off of the hospital bed, avoiding eye contact with the tallest sibling.

"When did you start using your thinking organ, brother?" Asked the cordial VPU to his junior brother.

"Turns out punching a wall over and over again really gets the brain working.

Speaking of which, don't you have some 'business to attend to' or whatever?" A brow raised as the younger brother lowered his hand.

"That's exactly why I'm here, Xero. The path of destruction wasn't very inconspicuous. Plus the hole in the wall on the floor was a dead ringer. You do know you'll have to compensate for these damages, correct?" Citadel facepalmed as he calculated the property damage.

"Compensate my left nutsack. I work under you, don't I? Just pay it with my salary or something." Xero shrugged, apathetic to the financial problem he caused, not to mention the destruction.

"You've said that more times than you've actually done anything noteworthy for me to believe that failure of a resolution." His older brother gestured as the younger VPU cupped his chin.

"That's how it is, huh? I'll do the very next thing that I'm supposed to do, even if I normally wouldn't do it, JUST to prove to you that I'm capable of doing it so that when I don't do it, the thought of me doing said task flawlessly haunts you." Xero explained to the older venom-eyed god as he folded his arms.

"Why don't you just do what he says without any form of resistance. You get more out of it anyway." Vhestora, now including a short grey mini skirt, barely reaching below her upper thighs, as she wore a black fishnet stocking on one foot, and a hybrid black stocking with a strap connecting from the edge of the fabric.

"Because, Vhestora. I have dignity." Condescendence dripped from his voice.

"Yours being synonymous with stupidity." But was interrupted by a dose of reality from the sophisticated VPU.

"At least he's as strong as he is stupid." Sighed the blonde.

"Alright. You want to prove you're actually competent enough to do a single task without failing it?" Eyes locked as the VPU brothers stared at each other.

"Lay it on me." A nod confirmed his readiness.

"Dr. Hazard is looking for someone to help him in sanctioning one of his newest experiments. He desires a third party to bring forth new results as well as throw off his experiment so that any resistance should have the most chance to fail.

If you can follow orders without too much trouble, I will hereby acknowledge your ability to carry out missions and pardon the damages done to the city." His task was explained as Xero internalized the information.

"Want me to paraphrase that for you?" Vhestora put on a white crop top with black boots with metallic buckles on each side as well as a black belt with multiple metal holes on the accessory itself. She wiggled her feet into some black over-the-knee boots with white undersoles as she had a snide look of her own.

"No, I got it. Help Hazard out. Where do I have to go?" A valid question arose from the edge lord?

"Back where you came from. He's where he's always been." A gloved thumb pointed to the hole in the wall.

"FUCK. I'll definitely have to run into those security breach lackeys again. On the bright side, it gives me something violent to do." Xero sweared as he scratched the back of his head.

"They're currently searching every corner of the institution looking for you. If you can get to Dr. Hazard's lab, he'll call off your recapture once you agree to help him." Some alleviation to the hordes of security personnel was given by the cordial VPU.

"Think you can get to his lab without causing another recruitment session for the security sector? I'll miss the safety harnesses they use to string me up in for rough bondage sex if you do kill them all." A delicate eyebrow raised as Vhestora put on a black linen jacket that went slightly below her crop top with a black stylized choker before putting her hands on her hips.

"I could have gone without that mental image." A mix between a grimace and a cringe was made as he walked towards the wall.

"I concur, Vhestora. Curb your promiscuity every once in a while. It's the reason you're in here, after all." Citadel reminded as she looked at him.

"But I can't suppress who I am...!" She argued about her mannerisms.

"Then pretend like you don't want to sit on a dick every 5 minutes. I'm out."

CRASH!

"YOU COULD HAVE JUST GONE THROUGH THE HOLE, XERO!" Yelled the elder VPU as he witnessed his younger brother bust another exit through the wall.

"Someone could go through one of my-"

GAZE!

A dull glare prevented her from finishing the perverted statement.

"You still have to have your meeting about the boss with your past failure. He is not going to be pleased with having to wait to speak with you. For your sake, we're leaving now." He ordered as any form of objection died on her throat.

"Of c-course...!" Vhestora agreed before he took out a pen.

SWING!

OPEN!...

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"Shall we?" He draw a line of ink that almost instantly opened and deformed itself into a swirling red portal like the one he used in Hyperdimension.

Elsewhere...

"This is indeed disappointing."

Dr. Hazard stood, his face in a visible scowl as surveyed the result of the battle through a large screen in a room, with a multitude of technological devices and monitors for each respective function.

What his eyes currently locked on, was one that showed the departing targets, the ones that were SUPPOSED to be dead by now.

"Should we launch an attack, sir? Since their guard is at its lowest?" Vyrus, with her notepad which had been documenting the performance of the fight asked.

"No, I don't see a need for that. Resources have already been wasted on that failure. But I refuse to let this be the status of the entire project." The head scientist spoke as he looked towards another monitor.

It showcased the genetic structure of DIO's DNA and RNA, with labels pointing to each strand, pointing out its exact characteristic and what attributes it was responsible for. On a screen next to it, containing a more updated model of the molecules.

He went over to that monitor and typed away, the keyboard under it echoing as the sound of the keys being tapped bounced around the room.

"Switch the main monitor to the testing stadium." Dr. Hazard told his assistant.

"Yes, sir."

CLICK!

SWITCH!

Upon her pressing the button on the keyboard, the centermost screen that once showed Hyperdimension, now presented feedback of a white room, with symmetrical tiles separated by black lines in a massively empty room.

But within said room, a single test tube with a red substance was propped up by a stand that held it from the bottom and the side as it was the main object the camera focused on.

"Lock onto the position of the test tube, and initialize the Irrational Radiation Sequence. Make sure that the frequency is just right so that the sample we've concocted with the field evidence reacts just as predicted." Vyrus took in the instructions before typing away at her keyboard as the VPU did the same for his side.

POSITION...!

CHARGE...!

Purple light illuminated the room the test tube was situated in as it originated from above, the dark energy being charged becoming more pronounced as time went on.

"Ready to go through with it?" The vampiric assistant asked the scientist.

"Affirmative."

PRESS!

LASER!

REACT!

The laser struck the test tube, the contents bubbling as the tube shook to the point that it began to still as the stand ricketed from the force it was asunder.

CRACK...!

Waves of purple energy were emitted from the object as the entire room became the color of the energy that blasted the test tube, as the glass apparatus started to crack.

CRACK...!

CRACK...!

CRACK...!

SHATTER!

SPLAT!

Shards of tempered glass flew the blood spiked out of the tube it was contained in, the machine stopped as soon as a chemical reaction occurred before it splattered on the white floor.

The splatter concentrated, becoming a pool of red blood that slowly collected until all traces were in one area.

RIPPLE!

REGENERATE!

"-!..." A completely bare DIO, face down with no idea where he was came to be as his blood instantly reformed his body in a matter of seconds.

He no longer glowed, but his hair still retained its length, albeit dim.

Getting to his feet, the vampire looked around, before becoming confused at the place he now found himself in.

"Where in the 20-meter radius Emerald Splash am I...?" The repeating aesthetic the room went for there the bloodsucker of a bit as he tried to locate an exit from where he stood.

"The last thing I remember was... That I was defeated by those insufferable gnats!... Blast. But before I can express my emotions, I need to find an escape..." He calmed himself down, a surprising characteristic as a clenched fist that was on the verge of drawing blood relaxed.

WALK!

As he began to traverse the space, he noticed the stand that once held his genetic makeup, unbeknownst to him.

"What might this be?..." He inspected the stand. His eyes then trailed to the glass pieces that lay on the ground before looking up to see a slot that looked as if something contained it.

"Odd. But something tells me that this setup may play a part in how I'm alive again." The supervillain cupped his chin.

"Actually DIO, that apparatus IS the reason you're among the living." His question was answered as his eyes contracted.

TURN!

"Hazard!..." DIO instantly remembered who that voice belonged to as he turned to where he heard it from. Wariness became present as the VPU continued speaking.

"And I also recalled informing you of what would have happened if you failed, did I not?" A smile crept onto his lips as the scientist, accompanied by a smug and waving Vyrus stood as his repressed fears started to surface.

"Tch. As if there's anything you could do! That prized rooster of yours isn't here to save you!" But some self-assurance from the lack of Citadel's presence soon pushed back down the uncertainty he felt.

"And your assistant couldn't lay a finger on me even if she tried! She couldn't live without my scent and she knows it." A charming snigger appeared as an eye roll was earned from Vyrus as he pointed to her.

"So whatever shall you do, Hazard? Or was that your ace in the hole?" A raised brow found itself on DIO's face as his index was now directed to Dr. Hazard, the VPU scientist silent as his grim faded to a smirk.

"I suppose it would be rude of me not to notify you of the situation you've found yourself in. Indeed, Citadel is not present to deal with your shortcomings in the past hours, but I find that someone you're unfamiliar with should make this sanction session more interesting." He told the bloodsucker.

"What? Who the hell are you talking about?" Questioned the creature of the night as he looked off-put.

"Why, his brother of course."

OPEN!

"So this is the himbo you were talking about." Xero, drenched in the blood of the innocent, stepped into the room as he was sopping wet with the blood of the security forces.

He even wore one of their hats to add insult to injury.

"Yes. DIO, I would like for you to make the acquaintance of a man who causes anarchy and pandemonium wherever he goes, Xero." His hand motioned to the fellow menace to society.

"You called off the guards?" Yellow eyes side glanced at the scientist.

"Right before I entered the room, once I sensed your approaching presence. But as you look now, I feel as the entire faction isn't even alive anymore." Admitted the intelligent deity as Vyrus spoke.

"Well if it isn't Xero. Fancy seeing you here. Did big brother force you to come here?" She snickered.

"I arrived at my own accord. Once violence is involved, you'll hear no resistance from me." Shrugged the VPU with a smile as he looked towards DIO.

The vampire was completely lost as he struggled to speak.

"What... What the hell is going on! He has a brother?! Since when?" A flabbergasted villain was taken completely off guard.

WALK...!

"Yeah, I'm a relative. Too bad you're gonna be relatively crippled after I kick the dogshit outta your emo ass." Unaware of his appearance, the god stepped up to the bloodsucker.

FEAR AURA!

SUMMON!

"Tch. The only thing special about sharing his blood is that when it's spilled on the floor I'll only feel a fraction of the satisfaction." DIO back talked as his dark gold aura returned, The World coming to his side in its glowing glory.

"I highly doubt that. For you see this IS your sanction." Dr. Hazard specified as Xero continued for him.

CRACK!...

CRACK!...

"I'm all the unorthodox torture you'll need. Ripping new assholes into the unprepared is my specialty." Xero cracked his knuckles as he stood still and crosses his arms.

"As if I'll let you get the chance!-"

STAND JUMP!

DIO sped towards the VPU as his naked body became a blur as his manhood dangled from the extreme speed.

"A brawl is surely brewing...!" Dr. Hazard prepared to witness the fight, his glasses reflecting the light as Vyrus stayed silent, as she attentively observed the fight.

"It's on!"

RUSH!

PILLAR OF FEAR!

The younger brother's pupils morphed into black upside-down power signals before his irises shifted to a bright crimson as a black pillar with black numbers with orange digital numbers encircled the structure as the vampire screamed.

"WRYYYYYY!-

---

"Golly, is this really what Leanbox looks like?..." Nepgear, reverted from her CPU form, looked down from the window as she along with the rest of the party were situated on the dropship.

"I knew my sister was rivals with Vert, but it's hard to imagine she had much competition if this is what her nation looks like." Uni, standing next to the Planeptunian CPU Candidate as she gave her opinion.

"There's smoke and broken stuff everywhere!" Ram pointed, as her eyes bounced off of every piece of collateral damage.

"How did it get this bad..." Rom felt bad as she looked at all the destruction below her, as her face was a mix of pity and observation.

"Well, when an absurdly powerful vampire meets an unsuspecting populous, things like mass destruction tend to occur." Sighed AL as he sat on one of the chairs in the room. He wore a black shirt over his torso as he kicked his legs up on the table.

"He isn't affiliated with ASIC, is he?" The lilac-haired CPU Candidate asked.

"Fortunately, no." Nebula was the bearer of good news as he cleared up any affiliations before they could become agreed upon. His wounds were bandaged as some medical tape and band-aids were on his body.

"Then why did he attack Leanbox?" Ram was curious, her brows raised in surprise.

GLOW!...

"You might not want to hear the answer to that question," Gris stated as his arms were folded as his face was stern as he sat opposite to the fire user, his wounds mostly healed from items, but used his ability to fix superficial wounds.

"What we need to hear is usually what we don't want to. Knowing why DIO appeared will help us be better prepared if the situation ever arises again, Vert forbid." 343, sitting at the center of the table as she was bandaged up.

"Should we tell them?..." Domio, also bandaged up, asked the saviors as he looked up from playing Angery Birbs on his dad's phone as they looked between each other before to the blue CPU Candidate of Lowee.

SPARKLE!

"Please tell us..." Rom pleaded, her puppy dog eyes sparkling with a moe aesthetic as they stared right into the hearts of the males.

"Should we?" Asked the hitman as he looked away from the beacon of innocence, seemingly unbothered.

"Considering what they have to do at the moment, explaining it to them only seems like a major distraction." Nebula shrugged, not wanting to deter the girls from their main mission.

"But this could really screw them over later on. It seems humane to inform them early on." AL vyed for the knowledge of the CPUs being spread.

"If this information is helpful, I see no reason why you should not share it." Cave voiced her opinion with her usual neutral face, wearing a fresh set of replacement clothes. as she sat next to the blue CPU.

"It can't be that bad, right? If you just tell us, we can get it over with quickly." Blinx had a relatively open attitude to hearing the truth as he sat next to AL, also bandaged up.

SLAM!

"Tell us!" Moru banged her fists on the desk, curiosity and impatience getting the better of her. Bandages also be present on her body as she sat to the left of 343.

"Now, now, Moru. We have to LET them tell us." Lady Wac as if she were speaking to a young child, with her wounds attended to, some white medical tape present as she sat to the general's right.

"Won' you say anything about it, you four?" Poona, her eyes also giving off the begging puppy dog eyes, but somewhat lacked in the sheer beckoning that Rom possessed as she too was bandaged up as she sat next to Gris.

"Uh, well..." Nebula had difficulty holding back the truth as he truly considered telling them about the grievous experiences he and the others had with the likes of the CPUs.

STARE!

"Just tell us already!" Ram angrily pouted, both her and her sister teaming up for a double dog puppy gaze maneuver.

"...Ah, man..." Trying his best to resist the twins while rationally thinking of the pros and cons of telling the group, he looked to AL.

before his best friend gave him a thumbs up.

That was good, at least.

Then the blue CPU's eyes shifted towards Gris.

"If you're ok with the ramifications, by all means." The silver-haired assassin simultaneously warned as he gave the go-ahead.

With the information of both present parties, he took a sigh before beginning to divulge the information.

BREATHE IN!...

'OI, CHOTTO MATE! PUT A SOCK INNIT, YA SILLY QUACK!'

Nebula, Gris, Domio, and AL all froze as they heard a voice in their minds.

'Don't tell them! If they know of their existence, then vice versa will occur! You'll do nothing of benefit if you reveal their existence to them, only make them a bigger target!' The voice, sounding more familiar by the syllable warned.

"What's the matter?!" Nepgear, out of the loop and concerned, voiced everyone's opinions as Kars' eyes narrowed.

'Vergo?! Where the hell are you!?' Gris' eyes narrowed as his eyes scanned his surroundings.

'On the top of the ship. But you HAVE to listen to me. Do NOT, under ANY circumstance tell the others about the VPUs until they attack them first, as the moment they know that they know, they'll give them no time to prepare.' Vergo informed as he firmly stated the situation.

'But they JUST ATTACKED LEANBOX! YOUR SISTER'S NATION! We can't afford to leave them in the dark, especially when ASIC is still the major problem on top of this looming threat!' AL mentally shouted as an outside voice questioned them again.

"What the heck is wrong with you guys? Why are you just standing there and looking like you all saw ghosts. What gives?" Uni, became increasingly impatient and wanted some answers.

'Don't you think I know that?! That I want to spill the tea and tell them everything? I saw what Leanbox's fate was, and I'm not letting that be all of Gamindustri because we spread information too quickly. Remember what I told you about how they traced our every move for OVER 20 BLOODY YEARS!' His voice bellowed and echoed as the eyes of the four widened in remembrance.

"What is it, you guys?..."

"Tell us!"

Rom and Ram tugged on the CPUs' wrists before moving to the humans as they tried to get them to respond.

'Would it not just make more sense to tell them now, so that even if the enemy knows that we're aware of their existence, we can begin preparations earlier for their arrival? It seems much more plausible than just letting events run their course.' Nebula looked at it from an idealistic point of view.

"Guys, can you hear us?!" 343 shouted, wondering what the heck was going on in their heads.

'It's not that simple, Nebula! It never is! Do you think this is just some Saturday cartoon? The instant they recognize that we might have a smidgen of suspecting their arrival, they'll waste no time in ambushing us with overwhelming power. I'm sure you've bumped into at ONE person that's affiliated with them that you had not a chance in hell against...!' Leanbox's VPU Candidate reminded them of another unpleasant memory, that being Citadel.

'Yeah, there was this one guy in a suit. He didn't even take us seriously before curb stomping us into the ground.' Domio told the CPU Candidate.

'Suit... Oh, fuckin' 'ell. If you thought Citadel was bad, then imagine droves of enemies that could actually last more than 5 seconds against him, not even counting the elite fodder, or the mini-bosses, or the mid-bosses, or even a world boss or two and probably another VPU just to seal our fate. If we tell them now, it will all be for nothing. We cannot let them have even a wavering thought that we may know, lest this timeline is brought to its knees.' Vergo finished.

'...' No further conversation was made, as seemingly any way t present the dangerous information in a foretelling manner would result in catastrophic consequences.

WAVE!

"Gamindustri to quartet! Are you four even listening to us!" Cave waved her hand in front of the faces of the four.

"W-What? What are we talking about?' Acting dazed, the adventuring CPU looked around as if he was out of place.

SHAKE!

"Tell us what you were gonna say!" Ram demanded, as she held Domio and shook him by the arms.

"O-OH! Uh, right! Sorry about that, we all just got really distracted for a few minutes... At the same time... In the same fashion... Because the plot demanded it-" AL coughed the last one out.

Albeit being mostly true.

Uni and Kars did not take this at face value, however, as their gazes only became more untrusting of the four in terms of what had kept them distracted for so long.

"So why don't you tell us about what organization, faction, group, or entity DIO is associated with?" 343 tapped on the desk periodically as she reminded the four males.

'Think of a coverup!' Vergo mentally yelled.

"... DIO is associated with himself. I honestly don't see him working with or for anyone other than himself. Seems uncharacteristic to be honest." The brawler deity closed his eyes as he pointed to his temple, indicating the activity of his brain cells.

"Yeah, he probably can't even work with an automatic door at a grocery let alone someone else." AL snorted.

"I hope the answer isn't as lackluster as you think it is, hence why I said you mightn't like our answers." Gris shrugged.

"What the heck? All of that hyping up and you just blue ball us-"

"Attention all personnel, we will be shortly landing at headquarters." The message was projected on the intercom before being repeated.

"Like that..." Uni was interrupted by the message, the conscience of random events saving the quarter from answering any questions.

"Hey, it wasn't a blue ball! More like... Overdramatic storytelling!... Which was basically half of the last arc..." Nebula looked away as he said the last part.

"So looking as if you disconnected from life is 'overdramatic storytelling', how strange." Cave scratched the back of her head as she was confused about the reasoning.

"You could even say that it's unordinary." Lady Wac added as the Planeptunian CPU looked to the bandaged hired killer.

"So it's just that he works for himself? Are you sure that it's nothing else?" She asked, truly wanting to know if they were telling the truth.

"Yes." Gris stared dead into the CPU Candidate's eyes.

"So it really was just you guys fooling around. Wow, that's stupid." Ram was not pleased with the explanation, her face rightfully angry.

"It's not nice to get our hopes up..." Pouted the more gentle Loweean CPU Candidate as Rom looked at the blue CPU.

"Ah come on! It wasn't that bad. It's actually the most likely conclusion if you think about his personality." AL reiterated the point as Moru spoke up.

"Still kind of boring compared to something like he's an alien or something." The catgirl moped.

"Or some kind of ancient evil resurrected him." Blinx pondered.

"Exactly! Or like some sort of super evil group!"

Moru and Ram were in agreeance with what could have sounded more exciting as even Blinx put his spin to it.

"Aren't you already fighting a super evil organization." Domio reminded the pink twin as he looked at her with a somewhat snide gaze.

"Oh, yeah..." Rom recalled, remembering ASIC's existence.

"Alright, moving on." 343 continued as the ship was beginning to descend, the damage becoming closer as there was a notable scene change outside of the room windows.

"Do you four have any idea who that green CPU was? What his motives are, and where he appeared from? And speaking on his origin, where the hell did the two of you come from? As far as I've heard, there's no such thing as male CPUs yet not one, but three of you show up out of nowhere and help us." Finished the general as she was truly curious about their existence.

'Alright... Feign ignorance, but you can tell them about my CPU name and that I hail from outside the nations. Also, let them know my goal is to defend Gamindustri and ensure Leanbox's survival. But you'll have to keep the true origin of the CPU Memories under wraps for now.' Vergo made his voice known as some guidelines were given.

"Well, we don't know much about him, but we do know that his name is Future Heart. Just like how I go by Brave Heart when transformed, and... Pfft, Edge Heart for him." Nebula couldn't help but stifle a laugh as he went over Gris' CPU name.

"Piss off. Anyway, his name is Future Heart. As to where he comes from, all we got is that he came from beyond the outskirts of our continent, so he might be from the PC Continent for all we know if not even further out." Explained the somewhat edgy deity.

"So he's not from Leanbox? He looked exactly like Green Heart, though. Except if she was a man." Lady Wac voiced.

"That is odd for someone who looks enough like Vert to be her CPU Candidate to not be related to her in any way, shape, or form." 343 admitted as she looked up, comparing the two mentally.

"No exact are of origin. But what about why he's here? Another CPU doesn't just randomly drop in and saves an unknown nation from destruction. How do we know he isn't just some third party in coalition with this 'ASIC' that just wants to pretend to save the nation only to take it over in its weakest moments?" Kars purposefully inquired, wanting to cause some more apprehensive speculation as this was his way as returning the favor for shytting him up, as he leaned on the wall.

"That... Is a possibility." Cave pondered the theoretical.

"But ASIC with a CPU?" Nepgear wasn't sure if that sounded like a likely combination since the fate of her and her sisters for the last three years hand not one chance of negotiation of recruitment.

"I doubt they're big-brained enough to take such covert operations to get a nation that was already under their influence to such an extent before Underling was found out," AL responded, putting down any theories that the criminal organization may be more dangerous than originally thought.

"And he doesn't seem like the type. But that's what those types WANT you to think... But he's also a CPU." Blinx bounced between his intentions being pure or conspicuous before settling.

"He even told us his mission was to protect Gamindustri and keep Leanbox safe. He can't be with them!" Domio denied any association as he hammered home the point.

"Did he now? And you're absolutely sure he isn't the CPU Candidate?" Uni walked up to the boy, before looking down at him as suspicion rolled off of her stare down.

"Don't be a sussy baka!" Ram warned as she too pressured the pubescent preteen.

"Sussy wussy...!" Rom also got up in the boy's grill as the three Candidates surrounded the child.

REPEL...!

"Oi, oi, oi! Leave my kid alone, you three. Some distancing would be nice." Nebula yelled, extending his hand as the three goddesses were firmly moved back a couple of meters.

The twins instantly froze for a second, PTSD kicking in from the gravity punishment as Uni almost staggered from the sudden lurch.

"You guys! Are you alright?" Nepgear cane in between the girls before checking on the kids, and then Uni as she caught her before she fell over.

"They'll be fine, NepG. I just pushed them back a bit. Nothing serious." The male CPU explained as he looked to the CPU Candidate with a calm complexion.

"Right. Let's give Domio some space, ok you guys." The kind CPU Candidate brought the others a suitable distance away from the group as the conversation continued.

"Are we good? Good. What about you two, though? How were the two of you even CPUs?" 343's eyes narrowed as this question got some states and glares about how random gods just walked amongst them, unbeknownst basically the entire population.

"Some shiny rocks let us transform." Nebula answered.

"... Care to elaborate?" Asked the general.

"You're asking us as if we know much more about these stones. Besides from them being called CPU Memories and the unworthy are turned into hideous monsters, not really much else beyond those points." Gris enlightened the room.

"Also that they're from this place called Ultradimension. I don't have any information as to where or how this came to be but from what I can tell you guys, these stones are busted." Continued the adventurer as this caused Uni to ask them something.

"If you have no idea about these 'CPU Memories' and their finer details, then why do you know so much rudimentary knowledge about it? And also, are there more than one of them, since the both of you are CPUs?" Lastation's CPU Candidate questioned the duo further.

"We know because we... It's hard to explain but the simplest way to put it is..." Cogs and gears churned and turned in the god's brain to try and come up with an explanation that didn't involve the VPUs.

"..." AL and Domio stayed quiet as they too looked, teetering around the truth becoming increasingly harder as the questions became more and more specific.

"... The stones give us an increased level of mental capability as a result of their absorption into our bodies. The information was imprinted onto our minds upon the stone being merged with us, and as a result, we were able to be knowledgeable of at least the core workings of a GPU, also using some references of how CPUs operate to form a coherent basis for our existence." Gris clutched, giving a really educated half-truth to the group as he shifted his gaze to each person as he spoke as to not look suspicious.

"A GPU?" Nepgear was lost. This was also applied to the rest of the males apart of the quartet as the two GPUs looked at each other.

"Godly Progenitor Unit. Godly, being that we are on the same levels as CPUs biologically speaking, and subsequently are referred and treated as such. Progenitor being the two of us, three if you include Future Heartbmost likely, are the first of our kind so it's suitable to name ourselves as following, albeit the stone may have had a hand in that naming process. And Unit, self-explanatory since it is the definition of a single thing or person." Nebula picked up the slack of his struggling as a quick mental rehearsal from the assassin as he gave glorious exposition.

'...That sounds bloody brilliant, actually. So THAT'S what it meant.' The exposition of the acronym made Vergo have a eureka moment as a question he had was answered.

"Wait, that's legit? Sounds tight." Blinx nodded, his eyes closed with acceptance.

"How grandiose." Cave commented.

"So you're telling me there's possibly even more of your brethren out there somewhere?" Nepgear was curious as any powerful potential ally seemed like a nice thing to know about.

"Who knows. Not impossible, but not really something we have the time or resources for with ASIC out and about." AL reminded.

"Right. Is that all the information you have?" Lady Wac asked.

"Just about. Do we have to relay this to your superiors, or can your informants do this for us?" Gris raised a brow as he was curious.

LAND...!

"We will require you to meet up in the briefing room for further discussion about damages and the next steps into the rebuilding stages once all important parties are present." 343 informed the CPU, with the ship finally landing on the base's hanger as the room vibrated.

"Seems legit. Let's go." AL got up, the action being mimicked by the rest of the sitting down group as they left for the exit.

"Yeah, I wanna see outside!" Ram told the others.

"Me too." Rom agreed.

"Amogus." Domio blurted before he got up as well.

"Domio, you're acting very sus." Moru's eyes narrowed before the boy made sure to avoid eye contact.

...

As they left the ship, they saw that the military personnel in the building were all stunned at their appearance.

Medical staff escorted the wounded as the party exited alongside them, just in time to hear the words of the people as they moved.

"Look!"

"No way!"

"Wonder what they're so stoked about...?" Asked Nebula as he tilted his head, walking with the group.

"I dunno. I hope it's not about us, I don't want to cause too much of a commotion." Nepgear acted bashfully.

"They're totally praising us, we're CPU Candidates after all!..." Uni flaunted as she was much more accepting at the marvel they were seemingly receiving.

"..." Gris stayed silent as he looked around, already noticing that something was off as his eyes danced with his sensory abilities coming into play.

"You guys are that famous, even outside of your nations?" Blinx questioned.

"It seems that way. Although, I assumed they would be more vocal about it if that were the case." Kars observed as he too became untrusting of the original perceived notion.

"Maybe they're just that captivating?" Poona theorized.

"I mean, we're us." Ram pointed to herself as they soaked up the attention.

"Hmm..." Rom, a girl that would usually feel at least a bit shy with such gazes was oddly relaxed as she looked around. "Are you sure they're looking at us?" She inquired to her sister.

"Their gazes aren't really focused on you guys." Moru pointed out with a finger.

"Then where?..." Lady Wac looked around.

"Above us." Cave, already looking up let the others know as more heads turned to the aerial direction.

"...Bruh." AL blurted as he stepped back.

"What in the name of our goddess...!" 343 was truly taken off guard by what she saw.

"Wait... Wait...! Wait, wait, what?!" Domio was awestruck as his jaw dropped.

The rest looked up as they were taken back by what they saw.

Lying on his side on the top of the back of the ship was Future Heart, as he had a charming smile as he gazed down at his past citizens with his lance not being summoned at the moment.

He waved down as he began to speak to the people.

"G'day, lads and lasses! It's a pleasure to make your acquaintances. The name's Future Heart, and I've dropped by. Got any coffee that I can drink in the canteen?"

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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.

Done!

And with that being said, here's another chapter for you guys!

A lot is being unpacked this time around since the DIstractiOn is gone. Such as the reintroduction of the Candidates, the slight expansion of the antagonists, and the moving forward of the battle-torn nation.

I know it's been grueling only focusing on the OCs for so long, so I thought getting the goddesses' little sisters into the view of the readers would get you all to finally see some familiarity. Not to mention, get the plot to shape up and back on track since nothing else besides-

-The almost completely obliteration and decimation of Leanbox-

-MEANS that we finally have something to do. And with the existence of some new characters about this arc, amongst original, non-canon, and canon will mean that even the very arc will not the completely the same, or else what was the point of even diverging?

If you're liking how the story is going so far, write a review about it! I'm open to all kinds of compliments and observations, so feel free to say something. If you have some constructive criticism, then also feel free to say something as anything to make the fic better is beneficial to both me and you.

And with that, I think I'm done here.

Arriverderci.

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