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Ṫ̶̩͓̈̃ḩ̴̲̦͓̽͌͠ḙ̸̡̼͒̇̿ ̵͎͓̠͌̅̓̐S̶̹͖̮͎̾͗i̵̯̹̦͛́n̷̨̝̩̫̆ ̴̝̱̇̏N̷͉̩̹͉͊́̓̆ḁ̶̈́̔̑͜m̶̡͙͉͔̓̉e̶̱̞̹̟̅̾͗d̷͍͎͑͌͜͝ ̷̻͎͂̀̄͒Ȩ̶̯͇̉v̴̮̪͓͍͑̆͠î̸̺̺̈̈́̃l̸̨͇̄͒͋͜

As the four survivors of Evil's wrath finished teleporting, Lego slumped against the wall of an old looking building that still felt vast in size, even for it being old and unused for some time if the dust on the floor, withered paint on the walls, and several flickering lights was anything to go by.

"Fuck…" Lego said as he sat on the ground while holding his bloodied arm. "Fucking kill me…"

"I would gladly if it wasn't for the fact that that asshole is still out there, and is probably doing something to the DAU as we speak," Cell said. "So do you mind telling us what the fuck just happened, who the fuck was he, and where the hell are we?!"

"This!" Lego began before coughing a bit. "...shit, dust. Ahem…"

"We should probably get him something to use to recover first, and then get those answers," Shallot said as he put an arm over Lego's shoulder as he helped him up. Cell and Kermit decided to help as well, since he was quite literally their only hope if they wanted to defeat Evil.

After some navigating, they made it to an old room that had some medical supplies in it, and after taking some syringes and using them, Lego was slowly recovering, although a bit slowly. He was able to walk on his own at least. "Thanks…" Lego said as he stood up off the old bed he temporarily sat on.

"This stuff looks ancient with all this dust on it," Kermit commented as he looked at some boxes.

"This shit says Atlas on it," Cell added as he looked at the logo on some of the boxes.

Lego flinched upon seeing the logo, before sighing. "Where the hell is Gideon?" Lego muttered to himself, which made everyone look at each other and then at Lego.

"This Gideon guy sounds important. Really important," Shallot commented. Looking at the Atlas logo, and then back at Lego, Shallot said, "He's connected to Atlas, isn't he? And he must hold some sort of importance to you."

"Yes." Lego said, before taking them to a large room that could've been a bar, a cafe, and a jazz club all at once. A lot of dust was on the chairs and tables, and the drinks looked expired to say the least. "Ah… this dead excuse for a room."

"Explanation?" Kermit asked.

"At a time when I was quite literally an idiot, I made cringe to cope with the fact I was weak. I never put pen to paper, but I did put pen to my mind and instead made this entire place!" Lego said. "The Hero Corps! A group of good-doers who save the multiverse, or whatnot." Lego sat at a table. "At the time, I thought this place, along with the Hero Corps as a whole, was fucking awesome and was the shit. Afterall, you had Dragon Ball characters here, My Hero characters, and a few characters from some other places. The one who was like a leader to these people, outside of the overpowered OC who ran this place, was Gideon." Lego sighed. "From Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare."

Cell raised an eyebrow at that. "You brought people from the multiverse here?"

"It was cool!" Lego said. "And then it sucked balls."

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" They heard Zarbon moan from somewhere.

"Fortunately, most of the people here went off and left this place and never came back the moment me, and the OCs of mine, who were crap, left, leaving this place to rot and slowly die," Lego continued. "I began my writing career once I left this hell hole. But before it really kicked off… I scrapped them. My old OCs…"

"Is this why Evil's hounding on you and sounds like a fucking edgelord from several years ago when kids tried to be extremely edgy?" Kermit asked.

"Yep," Lego answered. "Which is most likely why we're going to need to plan for a war unlike any other war."

"God damn it, we just finished one!" Cell said.

"Evil is a very, very, VERY, different case Cell." Lego stood up again and began walking around. "Sadly for us, he's compose of powerful warriors, and also commanded a squadron of powerful mercenaries that were called the Evil Destroyers, so not only is he going to have people like Kid Buu on his side, but-"

"I'm sorry, the 'Evil Destroyers'?" Shallot questioned, before beginning to laugh. "That name is so tacky!"

"Again, I was young," Lego said. "Really young."

"Your naming capabilities really were shit!" Cell added as they all laughed at the author.

"Can you all just focus?!" Lego shouted at them. "Unless miraculously I can control Evil with the good ol' Author Grip, we won't be able to win this if we keep bitching like we are and not take this seriously!"

"Well what can we do?" Cell asked. "I'm a Dragon Ball character, yeah? How the hell am I gonna do any good?"

"You're a DAU character, which makes you a whole lot different from the canon Cell!" Lego said. "The DAU as a whole should be able to take him down if everyone bands together!" The camera zoomed in on his face as he said again, "Everyone!"

"Really?" Shallot questioned. "For a moment, I thought you were gonna say you'll need your friends to help you."

"Oh no, the moment they get involved is quite literally the moment I mentally die since they'll be exposed to cringe," Lego said. The three main DAU characters looked at him, before Lego realized why they stared at him, before saying, "Oh."

"So, Evil, how do we deal with him?" Cell asked. "He's too fast."

"Luckily for us, I can just make up a spell so that I can slow him down and so we can fight him on somewhat equal footing," Lego stated. "The only downside is that he's still strong regardless of if we can slow him down."

"Why not poison him?" Shallot asked. "It'd save us the trouble."

"Did you not hear a single word of what I've said?" Lego asked Shallot. "Evil, is strong, as hell! He is literally a Demon God."

"Oh great, now that's edgy," Cell said. As he did a terrible Evil impression, he said, "Look at me, I look like that extremely tacky son of a bitch author and I'm extremely edgy to the point I'm a Demon God!" He laughed a bit, before saying to Lego, "You're a shit author."

"Considering the fact that I'm writing that word for word, I would say you're right when I'm making content, and therefore would also mean that I'm self-degrading myself, though in reality I couldn't give two fucks about what you have to say, bitch," Lego said. "Now, moving away from your shit impression of Evil, we need to act now."

"How would we fight him?" Kermit asked.

"Well, he's used to the Dragon Ball and My Hero side of fighting, so at best, we're going to need to be innovative," Lego said. "As such, we'll need to bring along some skilled warriors who could take him down and are a part of series I've grown to enjoy after I tried to get rid of Evil."

"Such as…?" Cell trailed off.

"Well…" Lego began to list them off. "The DAU, Demon Slayer, Hunter x Hunter, more knowledge on Fairytail, Edens Zero, One Piece, Persona, and…" Lego hummed as he thought of more series. "...I would say Yo-Kai Watch just so we could fuck with Evil since I know he hated Jibanyan, but it's more than likely that that would never work… so yeah, that's our choices."

"Wow, and here I thought we'd have not that many allies," Shallot admitted.

"Edens Zero isn't that useful since I don't know that much, but still, maybe someone from there would be helpful," Lego said. "But for sure, we're bringing along Joker and Crow. I wonder if I could recruit Meruem for this… or Zoro." Lego began to hum.

"Well, now we know who we need to recruit," Cell commented.

Lego nodded. "This battle is not going to be fun."

"By the way, how long do we have?" Shallot asked Lego.

Lego smiled grimly. "Not that long."

End of Chapter

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