Glenn Beck, dressed in floating demonic armor, with a battle ax made of frozen jello in one hand and a shield that was made out of Oprah’s hair in the other, shouted Aneeh’s name before exploding into a fireball of self loathing that only the Chasm could dream of.

 ”Wow… simply… wow.” she said calmly as her brother ismply shrugged and shot eric massa in the head with a cross bow.

“So, my dearest little sister, I think it’s time we had a talk about what Joshua did to our family that was so horrific, don’t you?” Joseph said with a calm voice, giving no impression that he would attack his sister.  ”You don’t get it do you!?” Aneeh screamed out loud, “YOU JUST DON’T GET IT! JOSHUA WAS PLANNING TO KILL OUR GRANDFATHER!” Joseph remained calm and collected as the scene played out exactly as Joshua had told him it would.

“Listen… Aneeh. I have something to tell you, something you may not want to hear, but I’m going to tell it to you anyways.” the Arhem man requested quietly. “Joshua, my dearest baby brother, found something out about Grandpa Arhem, something that caused him great grief.” Joseph began in a happy tone of voice. He watched as Aneeh tried to still her beating heart, so full of rage and anger towards her own sibling that it had blinded her to the truth. “He found out that Grandpa Arhem had figured out the locations of the Flesh Bound Book, the Broken Blade, and the Stolen Soul. He had found those three items, and was about to use them to kill you off!” her brother continued, ignoring Morgan’s slowly regenerating body. “Don’t you see Aneeh? Grandpa Arhem found out about your secret, the one all three of us swore to protect with our lives! He knew that the Book, the Blade, and the Soul were the only ture means of ending our lives, so Joshua explained that he was going to stop the Arhem Family Head’s plan, to nix the youngest generation!” Joseph watched with a tear in his eyes as Aneeh simply fell to her knees in the middle of space, which by now had changed into a jumpy house filled with little plastic balls.

“But that can’t be!” she screeched, “No… I refuse to believe it! Parivāra kē khūna kī rēkhā kē viśvāsaghātī, śāpa maiṁ tumhēṁ maranē kē li’ē!” she pointed a finger at her brother, who simply stood there. “Why won’t you believe me Aneeh!? Is it that hard to accept the truth that Joshua was trying to protect you!? Why are you so stubborn that you would kill your own brother, and now your trying to kill me off as well!? God damn it! I’m trying to keep the last specks of the Arhem family together!” Joseph yelled out while he started to tremble. “Yes, we are working for the Chasm, yes, I agree that Joshua could’ve done things different, he could’ve just destroyed the Book, melted the Blade, and freed the Soul. But he knew, Aneeh. He knew that our Grandfather would never allow such a secret to be kept with our lives! That’s why he chose to be shunned, as long as you remained safe!” Aneeh looked furious at first, then she lowered her finger. A thought he started to grow in her mind, a thought that maybe what Joshua did wasnt so bad after all, and that Joseph was telling the truth.

 She couldn’t let her anger at the incident go, no matter what truths were revealed. Or it was more like her anger would never let Aneeh go.  ”I will kill you Joseph, I will defeat the Chasm’s plans with Morgan and we will be victorious. I’m sorry that our trio could not live to see this day, but there has been too much blood shed, and no matter how many times I wash my hands of it, there will always be that stain and smell that disgusts me to no end on them!” Aneeh said in a quivering voice. “This is my final decision, and when I kill you-”

“If it means that much to you, for me to die as well, so that what ever’s eating away at you, will be even the least bit satisfied, then I will do the deed myself.” Joseph interrupted. The ruins that the Chasm had placed in his body started to glow as cracks spread out from his body.

 ”I love you Aneeh, don’t ever forget that. And find yourself a man, so that the next generation of Arhems can become reality. Protect out bloodli-” Joseph stopped suddenly as flames erupted from the cracks like lightning, shattering the Arhem man into an untold number of peices. “Parivāra kē khūna kī rēkhā kē viśvāsaghātī, śāpa maiṁ tumhēṁ maranē kē li’ē…” Aneeh repeated sadly, as the wall in her mind that blocked off the memories of their childhood melted away. She could only stand there in thought, her eyes half closed as a freshly regenerated hand rested on her shoulder.

“I’m sorry for your loss. We have work to do, and God only knows how far away Antimo is by this point.” Morgan said with a bit of sadness to his voice. He started to walk into the distance, occasionally giving into the urge of bouncing a few times with a gleefull expresion on his face.  ’No… you will never know the depths that our roots  are interconnected Morgan, you will never know.’ the Arhem woman thought coarsely as a new voice entered her mind.

‘Oh yes he will. You’ve forgotten already, but he lost his Wife to the Golden Strands, and even though he’s still strong on the outside, he’s constantly taking a beating deep down.’ Credion sighed as she stepped out of Aneeh’s body. The war had taken a strange and unexpected turn, as the Door and the Chasm became corporate CEOs and had arrange a Pool Noodle fight to encourage intercompany relations. Although only they knew the truth. For the first time, both leaders of the armies that were fighting against each other, took on Human forms.

The Door of Existence, took on the form of a Black woman with shoulder length hair, a medium sized chest, average looks, and had two blazingly bright blue eyes. She was dressed in a business casual suit, dark grey pumps, and had a briefcase that occasionally released sparks into the air that created more of the Granite Statues. The Chasm however, created the hollow shell of a White woman, dark blonde hair that was tied off into a ponytail that reached the small of her back, with ravaging rouge colored eyes that had snake like slits for pupils. She was dressed in a dark black robe with a white hood that hung loosely over one shoulder. And not much else. The robe was tied off.

 As both women stepped out of their respective holes, they gave each other snarling looks of the deepest contempt. “Well, I suppose we should give our armies their respective colored Pool Noodles to beat each other up with?” the Door said as she adjusted her right breast which had decided to take a road trip across her body. Half way through its trip, it ran out of gas and pulled into a nearby station. In the middle of filling its tank up, it decided to return to the bra cup that it missed so much. The Chasm laughed like a crack head on spring break with two eightballs laid out before it. “Yes we should, and perhaps we should give each’s names. By the way? You look like you’ve dressed to be a stripper.”

The Door simply ignored these remarks. “You know as well as I do that our true bodies remain in their steadfast postions. Try to remember that one fact at least. My name shall be…” the Door thought to herself as her vagina shot out a galaxy size beam of light, turning the midget who was underneath it into a pile of ash. “Ah, the felt good! My name shall be tina, Tina Door.” tina said with a pleasant smile. The chasm simply coughed as her vagina shot out a roaring red beam of molten blood. “Fuck it, my name’s Chrissy, Chrissy Chasm.”

“Suits you well,” Tina smiled as smoke flowed out of her vagina, causing a passing family to gawk and stare. “Extreme PMS.” Tina said calmly. “Anyways my side shall have blue Pool Noodles, and your side shall have red Pool Noodles. Agreed?” in respone, Chrissy gave Tina the finger and punched her in the stomach. “Yeah. What about us? Are we just going to fight it out to the death, or will we let our armies just kill each other for eternity?” Chrissy said with a bit of a cynical tone to her voice. Tina thought quietly for a while as yet another Midget was victim to her vagibeam.

“Nope, our chosen warriors will represent us in the End Game. Besides, if we get bored, we’ll just change things around.” the Door said with out much thought. Alex, Omega, and Alpha had reached the inner most depths of the Cutting Dimension, and had managed to collect three of the twelve Fragments named Mu, Nu, and Xi, who were  under Sho’s command, when they reached a snag in their journey. The Fragments themselves had made an enemy out of the fourth and final member of the dual lettered Fragments, Pi.

‘This happened,’ Xi explained, ‘When Mu ate Pi’s birthday cake by accident, right in front of Pi herself. The whole thing. Even Nu didn’t get a peice.’ Alex wondered if the shorter the names of the fragments, the less rational they became had anything to do with it. Alpha rejected that idea when he revealed that all Fragments were of equal intelligence. ‘It’s just that Pi really likes birthday cake.’ he said inside of Alex’s mind, which was a lot roomier then Morgan’s.

“By the way,” the Preacher asked cautiously, “I have been wondering this for a while, but have they encountered Morgan as well?” Alex wondered with a bit of bewilderment in his voice. Omega answered before the three had a chance for themselves. “Yes… in fact, that’s how Morgan managed to snag us up before Alpha and I were exiled to our little prison. They would’ve just destroyed us, and then rebuilt new Fragments out of our bodies, but that’s just how the Leaders are I guess.” she hummed while Mu simply shoved another peice of birthday cake in her mouth.

Alex noticed that Mu, Nu, and Xi looked like children in appearance, while Alpha and Omega looked middle aged. He wasn’t sure if something happened once they got promoted, or if that’s just the way the Fragment’s caste system worked. But it did have some potential for research. They walked along the Cutting Dimension’s edges, noting the differences between the forest of spinning razors  to their left, the ocean of peoples faces being slapped by whale sized fish to their right, the sky of jellyfish with spiked collars above them, and the sand made out of peoples noses under their feet.   “Wow… this place is a strange and wonderful… Whatever is it.” Alex seemed to say before noticing a person that looked exactly like him, only dressed in opposite color scheme.

“Are you a fellow Minister, tasked with the mission of spreading the word of God around?” Alex asked happily as he raised a hand to give, what he thought was a fellow believer, a hand shake. “No, I was tasked with peeling your skin off, setting fire to your entrails, and then ramming my fist through your still quivering heart. But I’ll shake your hand anyways, it’s nice to have someone that welcomes their own death in this place. It’s a rare commodity.” the person said in frozen tones.

Alex felt a dark power surge through him, like a shard of metal so cold, that it thoroughly chilled him to the bone. “Might I know the name of my attempted slayer?” the Preacher asked, still maintaining a friendly smile, even through the Fragments inside of him were shouting wanrings at the top of their lungs. “Oh… sure! My name is Xela, and… well, I’m going to kill you, to put it bluntly. Oh yeah, I like your watch! Hekuri ndezur Hell’s gomave!” Xela said calmly, still holding on to Alex’s hand, while a flaming tire iron made of Demon bones smashed him in the temple, sending him reeling to the ground.

“Fight back you idiot!” Xi yelled out to Alex. “Call out our names in any order you wish, and then we shall do our stuff!” Alpha said calmly, as Alex struggled to get to his feet.

“Um… Xi, Mu, Nu, Omega!” a diamond studded boxing glove sprang out of a little door on the ground and sent Xela rocketing into the air, occasionally getting zapped by the jellyfish or stabbed by their spiked collars. “So you have the Fragments of Reality!? Fine! I’ll fight back with the Fragments of Discord! Agemo, Un, Um, Ix!” Xela called out as rockets burst from the folds of his clothes and slammed into the ground around Alex. The explosions sent him flying, but the Preacher still remained as focused as ever.

“Alpha, Mu, Xi, Omega!” the Preacher called out and Zombies were shot out of a giant supersoaker. “Oh come on! I hate Zombies! Are they wearing packs of plastic explosives? Oh shi-” the Zombies grabbed onto Xela whereever their rotting hands could, exploding with the slightest bit of contact.

Xela was slammed into an outcrop of rocks that looked more like the blades of a blender than rocks. “Agemo, Ahpla, Um, Ix!” the Negapreacher shouted with glee as a giant cannon ripped through the crotch of his pants, and gathered energy into a tiny black orb. “Think you can survive this Alex? DIE!”

 

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Glenn Beck, dressed in floating demonic armor, with a battle ax made of frozen jello in one hand and a shield that was made out of Oprah’s hair in the other, shouted Aneeh’s name before exploding into a fireball of self loathing that only the Chasm could dream of. “Wow… simply… wow.” she sa …

Morgan looked in disbelief at what had just transpired in front of him.

‘What the fuck!?’ the severed head thought to itself, as the mind started to come back online.

“Dearest sister! I’ve miss you ever so much!” Joseph said in honey sweet tones that made Aneeh shiver in her non-boots.

 ’I really don’t like him any more.’ the Arhem woman stated next to the Deom as Credion had only one option to use. She was about to press the ‘eject person’ button when Morgan’s voice entered her mind.  ’No… not yet.. wait till you can see the whites of his eyes… then fire with Hell’s fury.’ this order made no sense to Credion what so ever and she simply pressed the button.

A large diamond studded Foxy Boxing glove slammed into the Arhem woman’s face from underneath Aneeh and sent her flying out of the dislodged eyeball of Morgan. “There you are dearest sister, I’ve missed you ever so much! Bāṣpīkaraṇīya tūphāna!” Joseph commanded as he held out his hand. A tiny hatch opened up and a little platform with a tiny  stadium popped out, where a small little known boy band performed for thousands of screaming Nonobots, that is until Joseph slammed his fist into and unleashed the full fury of ten million angry fans upon Aneeh’s form.

 ”This is what you get for disappointing Father Aneeh Arhem! Pānī kē kāma kē sātha vikāsa kī samasyā’ōṁ!” her brother shouted as hundreds of bills for stadium damages were thrown at Aneeh, slamming her in the arms and legs with dollar amounts she didn’t know existed. “How do you like them apples!?” her brother laughed as shark fins burst through the space around him, signaling their arrival.

 ”I don’t like apples! They make me fart!” Aneeh screamed back at her brother as debt collectors with Yakuza Ducktails started circling her. “Where’s our money!?” they asked her furiously as she gave her dirty looks that somehow lumped clods of dirt on her face.

“My brother has the money, ask him.” the collectors twisted their snake like forms together and charged at Joseph who calmly raised his hand again. “Glēna baika, maiṁ tumakō bulānē!” he called out as storm clouds gathered in the middle of space, for no reason at all. All at once, the ghost of New York City appeared like a fog, until a man in a tattered trench coat and a burning brief case walked out from the slowly evaporating spirit of the city.

“Direct me Master, for you have summoned me, and I am insane beyond belief!” the spirit said as the brief case opened up and let loose the dogs of Fox News. “Kill her, Glenn Beck.” jospeh commanded his servant.

“She is going to release a personal book against you, and you will summon the demons at your disposal! now!” Glenn Beck’s eyes shot fire out in several waves, the flames lashing out at Aneeh Arhem, who simply raised her hand and spoke the ancient rite, which brought forth a creature just as powerful, if not more, than Glenn Beck himself. “Ērika Massa, apanē gadhē vahām̐ aura glēna becks ahaṅkāra kō māra ḍālō!” Aneeh smiled and gave a quick look back to the floating head of Morgan, whose body was slowly coming back together.

Nordafet was both shocked and stupified. “How the fuck are we supposed to fight Glenn Beck!? He’s fucking insane!” the deom screamed, slamming his fist on the inside of Morgan’s skull. Reason, still amazed at the hallucination Morgan just had quietly commented “Eric Massa.”

Credion nodded quietly. “Yes… Eric should be strong enough to out crazy Glenn Beck’s idealistic insanity. But the question is, will he give us the proof that he’s been wasting our time?” Reason poked his head out of the energy cloud that floated above the floor below Nordafet’s location.  ”He must! He must out crazy Glenn Beck! Eric Massa and his tickle fighting skills must over power Glenn fucking Beck!” the Persona shouted.

Out side the battle was already heavily underway, with brother against sister, their eyes locking and never leaving the others gaze once. The two summoned creatures did battle by sitting at a blue desk facing each other.  ”Someone’s writing a book about me! There are literally dark forces out to get me and my Communatzi party! Social injustice!” Glenn Beck shot at Eric Massa, unleashing a tidal wave of insanity that came in the form of gold plated rubber ducks, emblazoned with the image of their lord and masters, Bert and Ernie Hitler.

“Oh yeah?” Eric began to shoot back. “Guess what? I’ve had my fortieth birthday party in a room filled with guys, and we were tickle fighting! Hya! Beware my skills of the Tickle Ninjas!” Eric fired back, positioning his fingers on the sides of Glenn’s neck and rubbing furiously, unleashing an army of Tickle Ninjas, armed with the latest in Tickle Torture Technology. The Door and Chasm waged a stalemated war against each other, both their armies had been killed and reborn one hundred thousand times, and they showed no signs of stopping. The Granite Statues fell on top of the broken bodies of their previous selves, ruptured open, and the contents roared out ready for battle, the Knight in bloody armor gasped for a single breath before a giant foot with faces on the bottom of each toe, stabbed him in the face with a slab of umbrella tooth picks.

“Now stay down, bitch!”  the foot’s little toe screamed with a fury that melted the polar ice cap next to him. “What the fuck! Dude! Global warming?” the ice cap shrieked as the most lethal weapon of the Chasm punched through the quickly melting ice caps.

“We’re facing the ugly truth people!” the Knight, in its current lifes last moments, swore to himself as Al Gore stood above him like a demon with a freshly pressed suit. Exafanisi Tis Kardias screamed as Sho beat her down with little to no mercy what so ever. The fragment unleashed a fiery pile driver that ripped the Plant Woman’s right arm off, picked it up and slapped Exafanisi around so hard, that pieces of her simply exploded off her body.

“No! My other boob! Why must my boobs explode with the rage of Mount Olympus on crack!?” she screamed as her hands burst into a storm cloud of vines that wrapped around Sho’s neck, arms, legs, and waist. “You!” she raged with a full hatred in her eyes, that could only be explained as the Devil’s worst nightmare. “Shall DIE! Your soul… IS MINE! Parali̱ri̱tikés parádeisos:̱ Rip thánatos!” Exafanisi screamed as the vines pulled the Fragment in all directions, but Sho simply yawned.

“Is this really all of the ex-lover of the Ruby Wolf can do? Pathetic, let me show you how it’s really done! Parali̱ri̱tikés parádeisos:̱ rip thánatos!”  The Fragment’s arms duplicated Exafanisis movements exactly, but her vines were flexible chainsaws that seemingly wrapped Exafanisi in a thick ball of sharp blades.

“Kommatáki Tyfó̱nas!” the Fragment roared as the Plant Woman felt the blades slowly grid her to a pulp. The blades, tearing little chunks off at first, then grew longer till they were like the ravenous mouths of Rihana fans everywhere, looking to tear Chris Brown apart. “You see, this is how it’s done… I sense there is still some Humanity in you… but the Golden Strands have all but devoured you!” she said in a cold voice. “You shall die a mercifully quick death, Plásma alésmatos:̱ Ekató chiliádes si̱meío tou fo̱tós!” Sho bellowed as she whipped her arms around wildly, the chainsaws turning a violently glowing white and setting off a chain of explosions that tore the very essence of Exafanisi’s soul apart.

‘Rest in pieces, and burn! Plásma alésmatos:̱ Ekató chiliádes si̱meío tou fo̱tós!’ Sho repeated the move, again and again, till the ashes of the last burning pieces of the Golden Strands turned to ash, till even the remains of Exafanisi exploded with the force of five hundred thousand Hiroshima’s rebounded against each other for a thousand eons in just several microseconds. “Fare well!” Sho said as she returned to her watchful post as a single Red Strand rose from the pile of ash behind her.

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Morgan looked in disbelief at what had just transpired in front of him. ‘What the fuck!?’ the severed head thought to itself, as the mind started to come back online. “Dearest sister! I’ve miss you ever so much!” Joseph said in honey sweet tones that made Aneeh shiver in her non-boots. ‘I re …

“YOU HAVE TO GET ME AWAY FROM HIM!” Aneeh cried into Morgans arms unexpectedly. “He’s so cruel to me! All I want to from his soul to pass on to the other side, so that way he can be at peace! Why is that so hard to understand!?” Morgan seemed to be confused at the sudden change in attitude. “Why should I help you, after all this time? After all, you have pretty much campaigned against me from the start of this whole thing… or don’t you remember?”Aneeh looked up to Morgan, tears in her eyes as a grimace of dispair flashed across it. “YOU DON’T KNOW THE HELL THAT I HAVEB EEN THROUGH WITH HIM!” “I am well aware the of race to the head of a royal family. And ALL that it entails. Give me another reason why I shouldn’t just take this opportunity and snap your pretty little neck?” Morgan said callously as the war between the Door of Existence and the Chasm of Non-existence raged in all directions for light years around them. The explosions and screams of the dead or dying seemed like white noise to both the Human and the Arhem woman.

“What… What are you saying!?” Aneeh panicked, her heart racing just below her left breast, as beads of sweat started to form on her forehead. She looked into the Humans stony green eyes, and for the first time, actually took note of all that he hadb een through with her. “I’msaying… That if you give me a good enough reason, I won’t snap your neck. And if you give me and even better reason, I just might help you out. I’ve seen what he, no both of you-” “BUT THAT WAS ON ORDERS FROM THE CHASM!” “Reguardless. See that big hulking thing laying waste to both side right the fuck now!?” Morgan pointed towards the Colossus of Darkness as it rampaged across the battlefield, its massive feet snuffing out hundreds of thousands of lives in mere seconds. Aneeh watched with a slight glimmer of happiness in her eyes. But then felt the piercing glare of Morgan.

“That… Was my friend. And thanks to you and your brother, well… You know that rest.” the Human turned away, drew his sword and slashed hard, stopping just mere milimeters from the frightened womans neck. “YOU DID THAT TO HIM! SO EXPLAIN WHY, EXPLAIN IT TO ME WHY I SHOULDN’T END YOUR LIFE RIGHT HERE, AND RIGHT THE FUCK NOW YOU LITTLE BITCH!” he said with volume so full of rage, anger, and hate that Aneeh was knocked to her knees. The Indian woman started crying out of sheer frustration. “I don’t know-” “WHAT!? I COULDN’T HEAR YOU! I THINK MY ARMS MOVING AGAIN-” “I SAID I DON’T KNOW! MY BROTHER IS THEO NE THAT MADE THE CONTRACT WITH THE CHASM!” Aneeh screamed as she felt the blades edge scrape gently across her neck. Morgan picked her up and punched heri n the stomach. “IS IT YOUR BROTHERS DOING THAT YOU THREW ME OUT OF A FUCKING HOSPITAL WINDOW? IS IT YOUR BROTHERS DOING THAT YOU HAVE ALLIGNED YOURSELF WITH A MALEVOLENT FORCE? IS IT YOUR BROTHERS FAULT THAT YOU HAVE TURNED INTO THIS FUCKING MONSTER!? MAKE ME A FUCKING DEAL OR I SWEAR TO WHO EVER THE FUCK IS THE GOD AROUND HERE THAT I WILL SKEWER YOU FIVE HUNDRED TIMES THROUGH PLACES THAT YOU NEVER KNEW YOU FUCKING HAD!” Morgan raged and ranted, as with each question came a blow to the face that Aneeh took the brunt of. The bruises were painful, but not as painful as watching her dear beloved brothers soul be slowly torn to shreds inside the mouth of the Chasm. “You want a deal?” she whispered angrily, “Ill make you a fucking deal. If you free my brothers soul from that… Thing… Not only will I help you get the Creature back to normal…” she paused, hesitating at the very thought of what she was about to say, knowing he could very well take advantage of the offer. “Ill- ill-” “YOULL FUCKING WHAT!?” Morgan interrupted with another blow to her face with theh ilt of his sword. “COME ON ANEEH, TIMES WASTING, THE CHASMS WINNING, AND YOUR BROTHERS SOUL AINT PASSING OVER ANY FASTER!” Aneeh started crying as Morgan threw her to the floor and started to walk away, dragging the massive sword behind him angrily as he listened to Aneehs broken tears.

“I’ll serve you, follow any orders you give… No matter what they are.” Morgan stopped in his tracks as he contemplated the offer. “ANYTHING?” he shouted back, making sure that Aneeh knew what she was getting herself into. “Yes!” she shouted through the heart breaking sobs. Morgan was silent for a moment before bolting back to her and slashed through her body ten times before punching her in the head three and then snapping her neck. “I accept your deal. Now put yourself back the fuck together and lets get this thing over with.” Morgan said as the mangled and twisted corpse of Aneeh Arhem melted back together, perfectly healed. She was startled and terrified at what he had just done to her. “But how!?” Aneeh said through a combination of horror and amazement. “I just infused you with credions deom energy. Be thankful that I didnt kill you three seconds before she got into your dna. By the way?” Morgan snapped his fingers and Aneeh found herself inside a room with stairs leading to Doors that led to more stairs. Sometimes the Doors would lead to stairs she had already traversed, and then she looked around her to find that there were twelve of her, traversing different stair cases at different speeds, sometimes looking around themselves, other times laughing, crying, or shouting. “Where am i?” she said to herself as a familiar voice entered her head. “Wow… I was thought for sure he was going to ask you to have sex with him. This changes things a bit.” credions voice sounded off from Aneehs own throat. “Yeah… I guess it does. For now.” Aneeh said with out any hesitation. “Shouldn’t have done that.” credion whispered as the room of stairs faded away, the twelve other Aneehs were impaled ten times each and thick heavy manacles clamped on to every available space on her body. “Whats he doing to me?” Aneeh wondered. “Nah… He’s not here at the moment. This is reasons realm. Morgans split, they workedo ut some sort of weird agreement, and now Morgans in control on the outside, while reason has the inside covered. Technically, this means you do whatever reason says as well.” Aneeh found that the ground had dropped out from underneath her and she lay on a lab table with leather straps holing her in place. “And I don’t think reasons going to hold back on you.” credion said wistfully as she laughed and a discolored version of Morgan with constantly changing clothing walked up with a surgeons mask on.

Joseph looked on in wonder as his sister disappeared in a puff of fire as Morgan cut through her before punching Aneeh in the head. “Well… I guess that problem takes care of itself… But still… Its the brotherly thing to take revenge on his sisters killer.” Joseph contemplated with a bored yawn. ‘this little drama bores you Joseph? I thought-’ the Chasm was interrupted as jospeh started to walk out from the shadowy covering. The Colossuss foot rushing past overhead. “I wonder Morgan… What iwll you do against a person that has total faculty over their emotions?” the Indian man said with a bit of frustration added to his voice for flare. “Nothing, my beefs not with you.” Morgan said as Enigmatt landed on his feet behind the Human as he walked away. “DID SOMEONE SAY BEEF!?” Enigmatt shouted gleefully as his heart raced with the love for food that rivaled with love he had for his wife. “No… I said, that he took your waffle warriors children, and beat them down to a buttery, syrupy mess before eating them for breakfast.” Morgan said simply as Enigmatts blue head of shoulder length hair seemed to bristle with anger. “Now you are going to die. I have things I have to do, people to rescue-” “NO YOU DON’T!” jospeh said angrily as bits of ghostly flame errupted from the cracks that appeared in his body. “You know… They have pills to help you with that sorto f thing. I’ll leave him to you Enigmatt.” Enigmatt instantly recognized Joseph. “You…” was all he said before charging, his blue energy shaping into five swords of equal length that fastened themselves to his arms, legs just above his knees, and the tip of his tail. “Now you pay for my fathers death!” Enigmatt said with a deathly glare of undying rage in his stark blue Tingion eyes.

Sarah and the Inner Beast found themselves back to back against a horded of what seemed to be a pack of cute fluffy sheep with coats whiter then snows. “What the flying fuck is going on around here?” the Inner Beast chimed in as the lead sheep stood on his hind legs, pulled out a dark black fedora and a pair of aviator shades and simply pointed his hoof forward. “Youve been baaaaad.” it crooned as the others followed suit. Sarah slapped her head. “I shouldve guessed that wed be attacked by the boy band of the animal kingdom. YOUR GRAMMY NOMINATION HAS BEEN REVOKED! Desolazione della macelleria!” Sarah quipped as her hands became giant cleavers with bits of sheep fur on them. “How the hell did you pull that off?” the Inner Beast said angrilly. “Never mind that and just clobber thel ittle fuckers before they break into a bad dance remake!” Sarah commanded as the sheep in the hat and sunglasses did just that. “Baaaaack streets baaaack tonight!” “NO! BAD SHEEP! VERY BAD, NAUGHTY SHEEP!” the Inner Beast screamed as she punched the lead animal in the face, breaking his glasses. “Now… Youve made it personal. THOSE WERE A FUCKING GIFT!” it raged before its head was cleaved off. Exafanisi in the Waking Dimension seemingly faded into the middle of the duotri encampment. Her captive lay by her feet unmoving as blodd poured from her nose and mouth. “Now where are you sho… Come to mama.” the plant woman whispered to herself before feeling a sharp pain richochet through the inside of her body. “Here I am… Woman.” Exafanisi found herself launched through a giant four thousand year old redwood that simply popped into existence, simply because it felt the need to let someone slam into its rock hard trunk. It turned around with an evil glare in its eyes. And then it flashed a thumbs up. “Built forest tough.” “Shut… UP!” Exafanisi yelled as the tree caught fire and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

“Stop playing your games and fight me!” Exafanisi screamed in pain as the Fragment giggled innocently. “oh there is nothing innocent about that laugh! I SHOULD KNOW!” Sho appeared before her, crystalline in appearance with a cannon as her main weapon strapped to her back. “kruis kanon!” Sho called out in a friendly, yet lazy tone of voice. “Huh?” Exafanisi questioned as a beam of light passed through her face, burning the traps off that composed her skin and revealing the broken, and disturbing remains of the woman that was once Caasi Gavin. “So… You were his at one point. Well, no matter anymore. You’re the Golden Strands plaything, ando nce it gets bored with you… Well. You know the rest.” Sho said finitely. Exafinisi gasped for air as the left eye rolled around in the Golden Strands skull that held her mind intact. ‘Don’t listen to the little wench, just kill her already!’ the Golden Strands seemed to say in her own voice. ‘Agreed… She needs to die for the Chasms plans to pass.’ the Plant woman thought to herself with glee. “Yo, Plant woman, get over here and take a gander at these!” Sho seemed to say, more excited the Exafanisi to show off her new move. “Slegte asem submunitie!” Sho sang in honey sweet tones, poisoned with intent. The Fragment opened her mouth wide and exhaled hard, the atoms in the gaseous cloud acting like miniature bombs.

“Oh Hell no!”

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Joseph bellowed out a rage filled roared as he plucked Morgan up from the ground with just two fingers. The black liquid mixing with the silver lining shivering with every word the Creature spoke. “Morgan… now is the time you finally die!” the Creature laughed as he simply slapped the still dazed Morgan across the face as hard as he inhumanly could. “Is that all you have?” Morgan questioned as though nothing had touched him. The Arhem man, simply laughing, tossed him to the floor. “I wanted to save this for last, for when my dearest sister, god bless her evil little heart, finally thought that she would claim the family throne as her own.” the Creatures eyes looked out from the sides of losephs head, not blinking of their own accord.

“I wonder, how many fights have you been in Morgan?” Joseph taunted as he slapped the human across the face. “How hard have you thought this through?” another slap. “And most importantly, what sacrifices have you endured to see the completion of your most thought out plans come to fruition?” Joseph laughed as he held out his hand. “I’ll tell you what, Morgan. Since you seem like a decent fellow and I have all the time to see you die in many… many painful ways. I’ll just toss you out of the colossus of darkness, while me and your FORMER friend, laugh evilly.” a slow whooshing sound gathered in the palm of Josephs hand as Morgan saw what could only be described as a invisible ball of urine. “Thats not what I think it is… Is it?” Morgan asked pointing his finger at the ball of force. Joseph was stony faced for a single moment, considering the options he had, and the he simply crammed it into Morgans forehead while simply letting the ruby wolfs shirt go. “Nope, It’s something completely different.” the Arhem man laughed insatiably.

Enigmatt felt his twin’s presence rushing towards him and wandered directly into the path of the flying human. “Hey! Want a lift?” Morgan said sarcastically as his arms and legs flailed about wildly. “Nah… what about a fall?” Enigmatt said happily as they both saw the hole they created with their combined ghost slice. They flew out of the colossus and for a very brief moment, saw the entirety of the war that had reached its pinnacle. Enigmatt’s Tingion hearts beat furiously as he grew excited at the prospect of battle. “Im gonna have to get off here, I’m expecting company. GHOST SLICE!” he shouted as he bounced off Morgan, just before theh uman was thumbed into the ground, by what appeared to be a giant thumb. “My god… There is just no end to you people… Is there?” he grumbled as he picked himself off the ground. “Nordafet? You still around?” the human asked as his deom friend confirmed its presence within him. As the Colossus of Darkness changed back into its planetoid formed, the Creatures now black hearted voice cried out to the forces of the Chasm of Non-existence. “Soldiers of nothing, return to your master, for we must make haste to the Custodi della Realtà, then crush them with our might! But first, KILL THE TINGION PRINCE!” the roar of compliance brought forth from the side of Non-existence proved to be their downfall. Enigmatts tail pricked up as metal plates shimmered into existence over his body, conforming to his body, changing him into Angels Birth. “Shadowmatt, shademeonte, let’s do this already!” the Tingion prince shouted with glee as his great sword hovered above him and the created seven copies of itself. The eight blades spun faster and faster as lightning gathered slowly.

Enigmatt rished through the cloud of enemies and let the swords do all the work as they peirced and slashed away at the Chasms various species, both large and small. He stopped suddenly out of breath as he took in the massive surge of energy at his disposal. “HOLY WAFFLES GUARDIAN BRIGADE!” the Tingion screamed as hundreds of waffle squares slammed through the ground and formed three massive robots filled to the brim with maple syrup, their heads, thick slabs of butter. Their eyes, hershey kisses. Enigmatts eyes began to tear up, his memories of the geen jello warrior welling up inside him. “Shh!” the Tingion said as he gently brushed the foot of one of the waffle robots with his tail. “Dont speak… Just go… Make poppa proud!” he said as he gave the peace sign to the waffle robot, who only seemed to look more confused. “Seriously? What about the-” Enigmatt stopped him cold, his heart already breaking again to see such good piles of food go to such a waste. “Dont make this harder then it has to be! I WANT TO EAT YOU! JUST GO ALREADY!” the waffle robotsqueaked with joy as it rampaged through the enemies. Morgan walked up to the crying Tingion as his tail dropped to the floor, heartbroken to see such fine breakfast do his dirty work for him. “I forgot to mention this… But done EVER create attacks with food. Its just too hard to let them go. By the way…” Morgan whispered softly into Enigmatts ear, “That jello guy you created? The flavor was just to die for!” Enigmatt cried even harder when a black seething presence over whelmed the two of them. “Aneeh?” “MORGAN!?” “Scary person?” “FUCK YOU!” “Enigmatt…” “Morgan?” “Aneeh!” “Meh…” “I will kill you!” “GHOST SLICE!” the Tingion screamed as his sword cross slashed away at Aneehs body, scattering peices of energy all around her. “Yeah…” Morgan could only say as Enigmatts eyes widened with joy. “FIGHT ME!” Aneeh screached, her fists clenching with rage.

jospeh appeared before Morgan and Enigmatt, taking notice of the Tingion princes demeanor, and then looked towards the east as the waffle robots were eating by a ravenous troop of girlscouts. “BUY OUR COOKIES!” they screamed furiously. Enigmatt looked over for just a second before walking past jospeh with little to no notice of the Arhems actions. Morgan stopped him just in time. “Please dont, he gets really emotional over food for some reason.” he said calmly to Joseph as an awkward silence creeped over the two men. “Is he a stoner?” “You know, that htoughts crossed my mind MANY a time when I saw him like this?” Morgan replied as Aneeh simply looked pissed. “STOP TOUCHING MY BROTHER!” the indian woman freaked out. “HOW ABOUT A NICE HOT PLATE OF SHUT THE HELL UP!?” Joseph yelled back surprisingly angered by his sisters outbursts. Joseph looked at Morgan, Morgan looked back at Joseph. Then both punched each other in the face. “We must leave now, the keepers of reality are simply expecting our arrival very soon!” Joseph smiled as he locked Aneeh up in a choke hold that had her drooling all over herself in a matter of seconds. “Whos expecting you!?” Joseph asked psychotically as Aneeh struggled to catch her breath. “ANSWER ME!” Joseph said as his grip tightened around her throat. Morgan couldnt just stand by and watch this happen, especially when he wanted to beat Aneeh up in the first place. Her hand weakly struggled to raise itself. Morgan saw the look in the Arhem womans eyes and nodded simply. “I understand… Anyways… um… Can I ask her one question though?” the human said curiously as Joseph rolled his eyes. “Go on then…” he threw Aneeh to the floor and walked backwards into the shadows. “You have ten minutes.” Aneeh coughed and gasped for breath.

in the Cutting Dimension, Alex had defeated Amon and was traveling through the Forest of Disection when Alpha stoped him. “I sense that sho is near. If we find her, then we find the rest of duotri.” the fragment said happily. Omegan couldnt help but wonder if going back to the place where they had been exiled from was such a good thing. She shook her head and sighed. “Alex… Can we ask you a question?” the preacher nodded silently, opening his holy book and reading from a few passages. “You may.” was all he replied as he found the scripture he was looking for. Alpha and Omega looked at each other in his mind and nodded. “You say you are a preacher, but we have noticed that you have had a troubling past. If you should feel like you need to talk about it, then let us-” Alex held up a hand, “If I should feel free to talk, I will, but right now… I sense another evil that must be dealt with.” the trees seemingly creaked and twisted into a insect like form. Its huge bulbous eyes numbering in the tens of hundreds. ‘I thought I smelled the presence of one who holds the light in god in his hands.’ a voice said in the wind. The insect buzzing lazily around Alex. ‘Too true are the rumors of one who glides through Dimensions, stealing away the evils of them, and becoming stronger with each passing! Shall I end your quest for you? SHALL LEVIATHAN END YOUR LIFE!?” the insect screeched in high pitched tones. Alex calmly stepped forward, the preacher only two feet away from the Leviathans minion. “I fear not a bug of hell. Bring me your master insect, so that I may exorcise him from the dakr and unholy place!” the preacher shouted bravely. Alpha and Omega were impressed with the way Alex was handeling the situation. “Um… Wow… First you took down the behemoth Amon , and now your challenging Leviathan herself? What are you?” Omega said as she floated hazily around the preacher, noting the deep scars on his back.

The insect bolted away with a grinding whoosh. The Forest of Disection seemingly waving to and from in the morning sun light. ”Who I am… Or what I am.. Is not the right question to be asking. My friends.” a thunderous crash jolted Alpha and Omega into their full forms, arms and legs sprouting from the small orbs. “I sense danger.” “Nonsense! It is only Leviathan.” Alex said with a smile. A several large and furious looking snakes shot past Alex’s head and body harpooning themselves into the tree behind him. “So… Alex. You have finally arrived to meet your end… Yes?” Alex simply smiled as a bloated and decomposing demon fourty times the size of a blue whale flew over head. “No… I think… It is you, who have come to meet your end. COME AT ME DEMON OF HELL! Sette virtù Santo!” the demon glared boringly at the hundreds of pillars of heavens light that shot through her form. Leviathan didnt even scream when they pierced through her back or utter a single word as the pillars grew. “Is this… The best you have preacher?!” she roared as her skeleton like hands slammed through the pillars with ease. “I am already dead… Light will not harm one such as i!” Leviathan said chuckling as her bloated corpse shot her intestines at Alex. “Da invidia per la gentilezza, abbiamo canale il tuo amore per tutta la creazione attraverso la tua volontà!” Alex whispered quietly into his book. Alpha and Omega felt themselves shoot through the Leviathans body and grow a pair of angelic wings with thousands of cruise missiles as the feathers. “WHY!?” Omega seemed to scream before the nearest feather exploded near the Leviathans heart and lungs. The fires burned through her throat as the demon laughed an evil laugh. “YOU THINK FIRE WILL HARM ME! I AM LEVIATHAN THE ENVIOUS!” she roared with happiness. Alpha knew the fate of his attack, but he followed through with it anyways. “TRY FUCKING LAUGHING WITH NO HEAD YOU STUPID BITCH!” he screamed as he rocketed his way through a seemingly endless maze of internal organs, pits of charred flesh, and bones that tried desperately to stop his progress. He saw a clear path that Omega had opened up.

“Almost there!” he shouted with happiness as he saw the base of the head attached to a still burning neck bone. Alex marveled at the effect of his work. The Leviathan stopped laughing as her eyes began to boil in her skull. “Whats this fee-” an explosion ripped out of the corspes face, shredding the muscle and bone, shattering the skull, and sending chunks of demonic brain raining on the ground far below. “Nice work you two.” Alex said charmingly. Omega simply grunted in dissatisfaction. “We only know german… I cant beleive he just speaks italiano.” the fragemnt said as she joined her brother inside the preachers mind. “These accomidations are more comfortable then Morgans.” Alpha simply said as the chains wrapped themselves in thick layers around the two. the waking world was simply on the brink of obliteration, Exafanisi Tis Kardias looked pathetically at Sasha obama and the remains of bo, who had been torn to shreds by the dragon at her command. “You are the last resident of the waking world. Which means I still hold the fate of a guardian with in my fingertips!” she laughed callously as the humans bleeding face had deep scratches in it. “If you hate humanity so much, then why not simply end it all now? Why try bargaining with them… ” Sasha asked arrogantly as Exafanisi smashed her across the face with her right knee. Sasha spit blood and a few teeth out of her bruised mouth. “SHUT UP HUMAN! WHEN I SPEAK, IT DOES NOT MEAN YOU HAVE THE ABILITY TO DO SO ANYMORE!” Sasha smiled as she waited for the right moment. The dragons head split into four again, as shenming spoke. “What do you wish us to do Exafanisi? We have torn, trampled, burned, bitten, and generally turned to ash this Dimensions last remnants of humanity, and yet, you cling to this pathetic excuse for a survivor. What is it that you have in mind?” shenming asked.

Exafanisi simply smiled. “I will give that ruby wolf some hope, and when he has not a choice left but to reach for that hope, I will simply crush it in fron of him. Bone by bone.” Sasha looked nervously around her, the stark blackness pervaded by only the golden strands that had ripped her planet apart, fed upon man and beast alike and left nothing more then a few strands of land mass left. “This is to be my end huh?” she said in a different tone of voice. Exafanisi recognized some of the inflection in the words. At one point she too had some distant hopeless situation forced upon her. “It does not need to be like this.” she answered as she smashed her fist into Sashas forehead. “I will kill you once I have achieved my goal.” Joseph watched from the distance as Aneeh and Morgan conversed urgently. His mind reaching back to the Chasm of non existence. ‘Dearest father, why let my sister live, if she is only to provide the enemy with information that could very well lead to your defeat?’ his thoughts were hollow and rife is a stigma against the Door of Existence, placed there by the Chasm itself. ‘Why you ask? Why not. All that matters to me is the destruction of the Door. Then our forces can march into the already weakened council of ten, who have nearly lost their two most powerful members. I have long ago killed Segroth. My “gift” Should weaken them further.’ the Chasm answered in a thousand different voices, in a thousand different tones. Joseph smiled greedily until he remembered the preacher. ‘I seem to recall the newest member of the Doors forces. A preacher, What of him?’ the Arhem mans thoughts flowed from his mind like a rushing river.

the Chasm did not answer the question directly. But it not answer indirectly. ‘The preacher does pose a significant threat to my plan. I am sure that he will never reach the weakest of the fragments, the duotri.’ Joseph seemed content with the answer. ‘Shall I deal with the Tingion prince?’ he asked, his mind a raging torrent of ideas. The Chasm sent a sent negative feeling at him. ‘No… I shall have contacted that mans most relentless enemy.’ both Joseph and the Chasm laughed inwardly from the darkness.

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The Creature, black with the viral hate of the Chasm deep inside his very blood, looked towards his friend through the gaping hole in the wall. “Well, well, well… Look what we’ve got here? A futile attempt at rescue!” the Creature said as the thick bundles of wires attached to various joints sqeuked with an ethereal sound. Morgan was still trying to get his bearings together as he heard the sounds of Enigmatt slashing through the Nonobots two at a time. “Do you KNOW, what it feels like to be FORCED into doing something that hurts like a bitch…FOURTEEN THOUSAND TIMES IN A FUCKING ROW?” he roared as he mind became more focused. “In the end, I simply changed into a black colored version of myself. But then something marvelous happened to my body Morgan, SOMETHING WONDERFUL!” Morgan stood on his feet, grabbed the hilt of his sword, and focused his energy so the swords blade evolved into a triple scythe. “Yeah… Unfortunately… I do. Kisetsuhazure no kōgan kikku kikku no kami!” the Human shouted as he bolted towards the Creature.

“Oh… This should be good,” the Creature said simply as Morgan threw the triple scythe past the Creature, and while he was distracted, he kicked him in the crotch as hard as he possibly could. “WHAT THE FUCK!?” the Creature squeaked in agony as he saw a red button just between his legs. “But… Who told you!?” Morgan’s friend said as he fell to the floor in pain. “Simple… Aneeh Arhem told me. She wants her brother’s soul to rest in pe-” Joseph burst through the floor and held out his hand as the Creatures body enveloped him. “I’m sorry, but it seems that my dearest sister wishes only the throne of the Arhem family name. I will have to kill my dearest sister, right… Dearest father?” the Creatures black liquid formed a spiky armor that seemed to scratch and cut Joseph deeply, but the clone paid no mind to it.

Enigmatt slammed a Nonobot in the face repeatedly with the butt of his hilt. “STOP-” the Nonobots face dented. “SAYING-” it broke inward, revealing a dark matter generator. “NO!” the dark matter shattered, sucking the Nonobot into its own power source. “Oh my Frathnicing god! That was easy! HOW YOU DOING DOWN THERE!?” enigmat asked loudly as he heard a loud clanging sound from down the hall. “Ok… So… He said to just shout any random thing out right?” the Tingion asked curiously, wondering how this could possibly be any more fun. “Ok… Let’s try… LARGE, GREEN, WIGGLY, JELLO SQUARE ATTACK!” Enigmatt shouted proudly as he poited towards a group of Nonobots rushing towards him. He counted thirty in all. But then he witnessed something that caused him to squeak in excitement. A large, green, jiggly, lime flavored warrior stood next to him. “Don’t eat me.” he said simply, causing a tear of hunger pang to slowly crawl down his cheek. “But-” “I know… Just enjoy this moment.” “Will I see you again?” the jiggly Jello warrior looked at Enigmatt as the Tingion held out his cybernetic hand as if to touch him. “Seriously? what about-” a single finger pressed against the Jello warriors lips. “Shh… Don’t talk… Just, go.” Enigmatt said quietly as he watched his creation look at him in confusion. “Just go!” Enigmatt said with a quiet mixture of sadness and feelings of betrayal. “I just want to let you know… Those chicken wings, they meant nothing to me!” “GO!” Enigmatt said as he shoved the Jello warrior into the group of Nonobots. They looked at him. The warrior looked back. “FUCK YOU!” he shouted as he punched one in the face. The Jello eating away at the Nonobots head till it was gone. “WHO WANTS SOME J-E-L-L-O PUDDING CUPS YOU BASTARD!?” the warrior asked furoiusly as he began to pummel the Nonobots down one by one. Enigmatt walked away, only looking back once as his tail drooped onto the floor with one single longing thought in his mind. “Food… Sniff.” the Tingion said, his ears perking up at the sound of battle.

“FIGHTING! And more of you guys… Huh? um… Shadowmatt, Shademeonte? Can you take care of the rest of these guys?” two orbs melted off of the tattoo on his left arm and floated in midair. “As you wish our chosen.” the two liory said in unison as their bodies formed to almost exact replicas of Enigmatt and his late brother, demeonte. He rushed down the hall to see that his twin, Morgan, was getting slapped around literally by a giant liquid hand. “Wow. Just wow.” “Shut up and help me!”Morgan yelled back as the giant hand slammed his body into the ground. outside, the colossus of darkness hovered above the field of battle, continuing its attack on the battle field as both the Door and the Chasm ripped open the very fabric of space, time, and it seemed the very dimensions itself to win this war. The numbers of soldiers each had were staggering, as well as the variety of beings at their disposal. The tears hung over the battlefield like torn curtains made of candy at a space camp convention. Credion dodged a tentacle as the robotic octopus fired off laser, missiles, and rubber chickens. “WHY!?” was all she could say before the two of them looked up just in time to see a mountain sized foot of the colossus bearing down on them. “Not good.” she said, but was quietly releived as the very tip of the big toe of its foot, sheared the robotic octopus in half.

‘Sarah! How are you doing?’ Credion thought to the Delarose woman, who was busy continuing to beat down the now demented and deranged looking Arhem woman. ‘not good Credion, not good at all.’ Sarah said as Aneeh had sprouted ten killer whales attached to jump ropes from her back. “Wow… The Chasm really must be reaching out?” she said as the whales swam towards her through the thin air. Aneehs eyes were a dark gray until everyone heard a loud explosion and a huge jet of energy shoot out of the colossus’s forehead. “BEWARE THE MIGHT AND PURE STRENGTH OF THE-” an explosion slammed the colossus around like a rag doll as the planetoid crashed to the ground and skidding four hundred miles, flatening, and grinding both the Door and the Chasms armies to only a handful of badly injured survivors. The instant hail of granite statues restarted as those that had survived were impaled into the ground beneath the immense weight on the stones. “Oh my fucking god!” Aneeh said as nine of her ten killer whales were simply pounded deep into the ground below from the storm of stones. “Why!?” the rope attached to the remaining killer whale snapped and no sooner did it express even a hint of joy was it slammed repeatedly in the face by Sarah Delarose and flung into the path of a particularly large statue. The colossus, with out its head, continued its rampaging across the battlefield blindly attacking anything in its path.

the council of ten watch as Barney Fife put the ifnishes punches on Segroth with out any mention of puppets, strings, or drills. It was an awkward battle at the defeated Guardian refused to give up, wanting to still prove his strength against the recently revived Barney Fife. “Look at you Segroth! Its pointless to continue and yet you still do so! Why!? why do you persist when you yourself have witnessed the ravages of the golden strands first hand!?” the puppet king screamed as he punched the nearly unconscious Guardian in the face, whose hands weakly beat against barneys metal chest. ”WHY CONTINUE THIS POINTLESS GAME OF STRENGTH WHEN ASTEROTH HAS DIED, RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FUCKING EYES!?” barney raged. His punches coming faster and faster against the steadily blacking out Segroth. “WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT OT KEEP FROM HAPPENING!? WHAT IS IT THAT YOU’RE SO AFRAID OF!? ANSWER ME DAMN IT! ANSWER ME FOR ASTEROTHS MEMORY!” the puppet screamed into Segroths bloodied ears. The Guardian coughed up blood, spit out a tooth, and vomited. “You want to know? you want to know what I am afraid of? I’ll tell you!” Segroth laughed blantly as his eyes rolled back into his head, falling over. “I’ll, I’ll tell… I’ll tell you… Oh my god… No, no, no, no, no!” the Guardian repeated nonsensically. “NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!” his skin fell from the metal bones underneath as his face changed into Shia Laboofs from the stress of the attacks. The council was in an uproar as the Nonobots identity was revealed. “I’m a bomb! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!” Barney Fife looked at technarl and gothemos with a look of dispair, as the Nonobots body began to glow brightly. “Why… What is so terrifying?” barney said calmly as the explosion engulfed his body, slowly shattering his being.

“I think… I think I’ll finally rest in piece… Heh.” his head was ripped from his shoulders as the enrgy shot through him, the head slammed against the wall with a definitive crack.

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Enigmatt swung hard as his sword slashed through the minions the chasm had placed in the colossus of darkness for its own protection. His after images followed suit all over the planetoid. Morgan darted through numerous crowds of the Nonobots and stuck each one in the chest with a miniature black whole, caused from a bag a dark matter he had on his back. “So what your trying to tell me-” Enigmatt said as a nonabot raised its arms, “Is that you somehow got knocked out of the sjourn, into this weird as Frathnic place? and it’s where you’ve been spending your time since then?” the Tingion said with about as much enthusiasm as he had for getting the hairs on his tail trimmed. The Ruby Wolf punched two Nonobots in the face, sprouted ten bone spines four feet long from his hands and Shoved them through an additional two. “Yeah…. pretty fucking much, and to top it off, apparently my friend here is the chosen one of this Dimension!” another grunt and Morgan slammed the armored bot below him into the beck with his foot.

“Damn…. hold on a tic- Kansen take no shinme!” the Ruby Wolf Shouted as the bone spines in his left hand punctured the thick armor plating that glowed softly. the spines spread thick roots too fast for the Nonobot to counter and ultimate crushed the inner workings with a hard scrunching sound. “Ok, look, obviously you have been way out of touch with me here Enigmatt, I’m telling you, that in this place, you just make up as many attacks as you want, without training, and it just happens! When I first came here, I was speaking German-” the Human was decked to the floor, but landed on his palms, flipped backwards and his toes sprouted razor thin raptors claws that hooked into the Nonobots metal jaw. “Then Italian, then Spanish, my god man, there is no end to the possibilities in this place!”

Enigmatt ducked the swings of a slow moving Nonobot, but was caught off of guard by the machines ability to sprout extra limbs. “DOES EVERYTHING GO NUTS IN HERE!?” he yelled as he dodged ten spears, two cannon balls, four laser cannon blasts, and twelve midgets in body suits. “Only if you let it get to you! Speaking of which, Hone ha no kurōntoranado!” Morgans after images became a single linked razors edge chain attached to his arms. “You might want to dodge-” “Oh Frathnic no! I’m enjoying this place already!” the Tingion said as he jumped through the massive bladed tornado that cut a swath of destruction throughout the left hemisphere on the colossus of darkness’s surface. “Well… that was fun while it lasted, now what?” Morgan said, slightly relaxed at the situation. “Oh yeah, you have Shadowmatt and Shademeonte with you?” the Human said as his Ruby plate armor sunk back into his body. “Yeah, but for some reason, they are petrified of this place. They won’t even come out if I give them a command to.” Morgan thought about this problem for a second. “Yo, Nordafet, Credion, talk to the Liory for a minute, calm any fears they have about this place they’re in ok? The three of them are newcomers to this place, and I’d rather not give them any surprises.” Morgan told the two deom that were inside his mind, steadily repairing the orb that had become rather damaged in the fighting. ‘We’d love to, but we’ve got bigger problems that need our attention. You remember those two fragment you sent with Alex?’ Morgan nodded closely as Enigmatt struggled to understand the conversation that was happening. “Yeah, what of them?” ‘Things just got a whole lot more interesting for them, I’m sending Credion to them now….’ Enigmatts tail twitched with annoyance. “Well!? What’s going on? What happened? Frathnic! I hate not being able to use Mohdnus cells in this place!” Morgan laughed at his friends temper.

in the diamond path between realities, Alex, Alpha and Omega had encountered the gaurdian to the reality of darkness and pain. “i am Gothemos, the Guardian of darkness and pain.” Alex didnt know what else to do, so he just gave a sign of the cross to Gothemos. “ARGH! IT BURNS! IT FUCKING BURNS! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!?” Alex jumped back a few feet. he wasnt used to things of holy nature affecting things in actuality. “im sorry about that. but I seek passage into one of your dimesnions. we are on a quest to-” “YEAH! I KNOW ALREADY! SHIT THAT BURNS! look if you agree never to do that…. thing to me again, I’ll let you pass.” Alpha and Omega smiled to each other. “god bless you.” Alpha said as he oked his head out of Alexs Shoulder. Gothemos reeled back in pain as the holy words echoed in his ears with raging volumes. “OH MY FUCKING GOD! KNOCK THAT OFF ALREADY!” the gothic emo person stated. “Which dimension are you looking to go into… fuck… you know, you’ll be the strongest being in there right?” Alex Shook his head. “It is only by the-” “DONT SAY IT! Look, just pick a number, and I’ll send you there ok?” Gothemos interrupted the preacher, waving a dark plastic bead covered hand in front of him. Alex consulted with Alpha and Omega on the location of Sho. ‘She would be in the calmest of the five Dimensions, the Dimension of cutting.’ Omega said with a nod of her head. The rust colored hair waving in place. “Well go to the dimension of cutting. we need to find a fragment of creations vortex.” Gothemos was busy updating his Livejournal status from “Watching the battle” to “Being burned by holy words…. Darkness take me.” before answering. “Sure thing, I know Sho personally, she the leader of the of the Duotri. but you’ll have to go through some sort of ritual before even progressing through the ranks.” the Guardian said as he flipped his hair and adjusted his leg warmers.

“Ritual?” Alex said curiously. “What kind of ritual?” Gothemos smiled. “It’s nothing to worry about if you got that…. Strength in you.” the Guardian said as his snapped his fingers. a depression appeared in the diamond path. “Just… be careful, don’t end up like Barney Fife. Dude was fucking strong as hell. Then he met some chick that totally wasted him.” Alex stepped into the depression and found himself instantly surrounded demons, nightmares, monsters, creatures of the night, the undead, werewolves, ghouls of every shape and size. The preacher went into defense mode and threw on his robe of the anointed saints, drew out two massive crucifixes, a super soaker with a ten gallon drum of holy water, and gave a sign of the cross. “Lo ti ungere nel nome del Signore nostro Gesù Cristo e bandire a ritornare al fuoco dell’inferno! Nel nome del Padre, del Figlio e dello Spirito Santo, amen!” Alex said with a roaring thunder in his voice. The crucifixes opened outwards to reveal the light of heaven flowing outward onto the creatures of Hell, turning them to dust as they screamed in agony. But Alex wasn’t done just yet. “Sette virtù sante!” he yelled as a nine headed behemoth that belched fire, blood and clouds of life ending smog out in torrential tidal waves rampaged towards him, enduring the light of heaven as it gradually ripped off layers of skin and muscle. “castità!” Alex Shouted as he pulled out the super soaker and adjusted the nozzle to the wide Shot. The spray landed on the behemoth, burning it’s skin but nothing more. “Temperanza!” Alex roared as he switched the nozzle to the jet setting and Shot a boulder sized blast of holy water on to the behemoth, searing off its skin and revealing the demonic machine inside. “I am the lord Amon, Lord of the first circle of Hell! behold my power!” the behemoth roared as even more fire belched from its ribs. “Not if I can help it, Alpha, Omega, I’ll need your help!” Alpha and Omega flashed to the far right and far left behind Amon. “Tenaglia tre virtù: la carità, la diligenza, pazienza!” Alex beamed as the crucifixes slammed themselves through Amons rib cage and pinned him to the ground. Alpha drew a large breath as the sack on his back grew to the size of basketball, he let out a blast of holy light, containing all the patience in all of existence.

The light Shown over Amon, consuming his mind, but he still stood. “i am far more powerful then that!” he roared, as the light continued to slowly eat away at the behemoths body. Next, Omega open her mouth, as hundreds of thousands of angels with lightning infused maces swarmed over the massive behemoths body and slammed down simultaneously , creating ten petawatts of current, slamming through his body, searing muscle, cracking bones, frying the behemoths soul in a torrential down pour of holy bolts that sealed his fate as they ripped through his body. Alex pressed a button on his wrist as, just for good measure, the book of the lord, the true book of the lord god almighty, five billion pages of heavenly text, and weighing more than ten thousand gigatons, crushed the still twitching body of Amon. “May god have mercy on your soul!” the preacher said as he walked past the still smoking piles of bones of the behemoth.

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The rooms for each of the Guardians were to their own tastes. For Captain Jake, it was a ocean simulator to help hone his captaining skills. While for Technarl, his room was simply a circuit board that he plugged into whenever he wasn’t needed in the meeting room. Gothemos however, did not have any decoration, theme, or color in his room. It was stark white, an infinite space for him to update his Gothic themed Livejournal account with sappy poems of darkness and depression. As he worked in the middle of his room, his skin tight, dark purple denim skater pants seemed to tear at the knees. His thin spider like finger tapped away at the key board with precision and speed. His black over gelled bangs with bright purple highlights seemed to block his vision. the door opened silently without Gothemos taking notice.

“My life is a dark oblivion, filled with the hatred of my so called peers that I can only describe as the angst of my youthful rebellion.” he spoke to no one as Technarl creeped up behind him. “I feel like my heart is bleeding out to the worlds in my five Dimensions, crying out to the over populated moralities that plague our very minds. And that was when I went to this really badly done Emo mixer. God… My life is darkness.” he spoke with a smile as the room went dark, and softly glowing purple hearts with stitches seemed to float around the room. “So what are you up to?” Technarl said out of curious thought. “I’m updating my Livejournal account… Oh.. but you Don’t care about social networks do you?” Technarl brushed a floating purple heart that had slapped him in the face. “What? I plug into them all the time. I’m on Facebook, Myspace, Friendster, Yahoo, AOL, Google Wave-” the Guardian of technology said with a soft affinity for Facebook.

“Heh,” Gothemos chuckled. “I bet you play Farmville Don’t you?” the room instantly changed into a vast sprawling farmland, with cherry, apple, and lemon trees to the east and cattle, horses, and pigs to the south. The purple hearts still kept slapping Technarl in the face much to his annoyance. “So… I’ve been meaning to ask, what is the deal with your room?” the robotic Guardian asked as his pistons pumped the hydraulic fluid to his joints. “Oh, this? I thought you knew this already, but our rooms are in tune with our abilities. I’m able to make anything I think or write in my Emo Book appear. ANYTHING I want.” Gothemos smiled as he patted his journal that sat next to him. Technarl shrugged and left the room, thinking what a useless waste of time writing in a journal was. ‘Wait… he said anything at all… ANY thing?’ the thought rebounded in his mind till his curious nature couldn’t help it. He slowly walked back into the room where Gothemos was still talking while he wrote away. “My heart is a dismal waste in the hopeless thoughts of my existence. So pitiful, that my friends on Livejournal don’t see me as the king of the Emo and Gothic cultures.” Technarl continued to be slapped in the face by purple hearts, which had somehow evolved teeth in his absence. ‘I hate this room.’ he thought to himself. “Oh, Gothemos! I have an idea!” he said in singsong tones. “No. My blood curdles with each entry I put through the mangling mix of societal rejects, and yet I yearn for the eternal suffering that I have been made charge of.” Technarl felt the oil that ran through his viens start to freeze up. “Not good.” he squeaked as the fluid seemingly backed up and shot from his mouth.

Gothemos took no notice of this and still continued. “Today, those cheerleaders from the girls only school told me I looked gay.” Technarl suddenly found himself surrounded by beautiful women in tight fitting uniforms, shapely bodies, and bright white smiles. Then his confidence was crushed. “My god! Like, you look TOTALLY gay, and… to be honest.. I Don’t WANT to be seen with you, or, like, my friends might think less of me!” the cheerleaders giggled at his expense. ‘Oh… how can this get any worse?’ Technarl thought to himself. He heard Gothemos next sentence and wished he hadn’t thought the question at all. “Also, that Kenderson dog, the one with those beady little eyes and that high pitched bark, and nasty sharp little teeth… it bit me on the crotch of my pants. Tore a hole in them… and then I got hit there by that jock Dereck Kemply. God I loathe him.” Technarl was crying tears of fear as a giant bulldog with a bright, frilly, pink bow on its collar, appeared in front of him as his body froze from lack of lubricant flowing into his joints. ‘good doggy, nice doggy, pretty do-’ before the Guardian of technology could move, the bulldog launched into a flurry of ripping the crotch off of Technarls body, then jsut to add insult to injury, it pranced around with the badly leaking crotch in its mouth, wagging its snail shell like tail. ‘BAD DOGGY, HORRIBLE DOGGY, UGLY MOTHERFUCKING DOGGY! GIVE ME MY CROTCH BACK!’ he thought loudly before realizing the bulldog had changed into a seventeen year old boy, with wavy brown hair, freckles that dotted his face, and a letterman jacket.

“HEY! NERD!” Dereck shouted from afar, “THIS YOUR CROTCH!?” Dereck finished with an evil smile. He held the crotch up to Technarls face and patted it gently as the Guardian had no other choice but to endure the coming blows. His fear turned to terror as he listened to Gothemos next sentence. “But Dereck didn’t just hit it with his fists, he bashed it in with bowling balls dropped from the tenth story window at his apartment. Ugh, I swear, someday I’ll get over the feeling of shards of glass being shoved into my pelvis.” Technarl thought he heard Gothemos chuckle in silence, as if he knew what was going on behind him. A ten story building rushed up in front of the unfortunate robot as Dereck, snidely laughing, dropped his still badly leaking crotch on the ground below before pulling out a bag of twenty five bowling balls, each weighing in at an astounding two hundred megatons. ‘OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD! HE MUST BE ON THE FUCKING JIUCE OF THE FUCKING GODS!’ Technarl panicked as Dereck smiled evilly to Technarl. “HEY, NERD! GET A LOAD OF THIS!” the crotch landing with a loud clang on the ground, as the bowling balls, reaching speeds that frankly scared Technarl half to death. ‘Oh… goody.’ the Guardian thought to himself as the tears of terror turned into tears of sheer trauma.

The first ball struck the ground with the force of a hypernova, and the visuals to match as well. Technarl was crying from sheer frustration as the other twenty five bowling balls landed on the crotch that was leaking thick black oil, hydraulic fliud, and antifreeze. ‘MY CROTCH! MY BEAUTIFUL CROTCH!’ Technarl screamed inside his mind as the hypernovae sent the robotic crotch flying into the distance. He hated Gothemos more than anything, and wished he would die on the spot. But then he heard the worst part. Gothemos quietly typed on the keyboard while narrating. “As hard as it was to walk, I couldn’t get far as an old man in a Barney suit gave me ten shots of tequila. I passed out, had terrible things done to me, and was then thrown off a bridge into oncoming traffic. It was only by this I realized that I should’ve stayed in bed, had the house caught on fire ten minutes after I left it.” Technarl had become mortified at his possible future, but then the alarms rang out in the room, and everything had become relaxed again. “Oh… you were-” Technarl wasted no time in punching him hard in the face, knowing that it would be well worth the hell that Gothemos had just put him through. “THIS IS FOR MY FUCKING CROTCH!” he screamed in fury as his fist connected with the Guardian of darkness and pains chin.

Segroth walked into the room and simply punched all the hearts that flew towards him, making them explode in showers of purple liquid. “We have more important matters to attend to then missing hardware problems. Technarl, repair your damage and report to the meeting room. There has been a strange occurence.” the tenth Guardian said roughly, ignoring the last purple heart that slammed itself hard into the side of his face, making a sick slapping noise. “The Tingion prince has arrived, and that Human is helping him fight off the Colossus of Darkness.”

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The Colossus of Darkness fired off volley after volley of its giant bolts toward the battlefield between the Door of Existence and the Chasm of Non-existence. The casualties on both sides were staggering. Lives had been snuffed out, whole sections of the ground had been torn out like a knife through butter, and now, because both the minds of the Door and the Chasm wished it, it had turned into an all out battle for supremecy in outer space. Morgan couldn’t believe what he was seeing as everything changed in an instant. ‘damn you… What are we fighting for?’ he thought to himself as he didn’t have either Nordafet, the Creature, or Reason to calm him down. Aneeh was close on his trail as she fired up her afterburners in her ship and locked on to his six. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU KEEP ATTACKING ME FOR!? WHAT IN GODS NAME DID I EVER DO TO YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE!?” the Rainbow Clown of Happiness screamed gleefully into the headset that had magically appeared on his head.

He couldn’t beleive how far this had gone. “All I wanted was to show Sarah how great the dream dimension is… That’s all I wanted to do… How did things get this messed up in the first place?” “DIE MORGAN GAVIN!” “YOU ARENT HELPING!” he shouted back. The two ships rocketed through the chaos all around them, explosions and screames of rage and hate for unknown Reasons were heard as the untold numbers of opposing ships shot missiles, lasers, bullets at practically anything that moved. It was utter chaos. “You want to know why I want to kill you so badly?” Aneehs voice crackled through Morgans ear peice. “Yeah… That would actually kinda help me out… A lot.” the Rainbow Clown of Happiness replied to the Arhem woman. She fired off a couple of rounds as Morgan saw the face of the Colossus of Darkness for what it truly was. “val kilmer? whats he doing here?” Morgan asked in a confused flurry of thoughts.

But it was too late, the shots sliced through his fighter and sent him floating until his seltzer rockets kicked in. His face paint glowed with an eery, creepy power that only traumatized barnum and baily fans could understand. “why.. That is all I want to know. Maybe I can help you out. That way you wouldn’t be trying to kill me so often.” he asked the oncoming fighter as tears formed in Aneehs eyes. “The Chasm has my brothers soul. He died of lung cancer fourteen years ago, he says that he made the contract with the Chasm of his own free will… But I don’tbelieve it was him talking.” Aneeh choked out the words through her tears. “I love Joseph, hes the only family I have ever since Joshua killed off almost every family member including himself… In that incident.” she said, before realizing he she was tlaking to. “I WILL KILL YOU TO FREE MY BROTHERS SOUL!” the fighters nose slammed into Morgans forehead with out a sound. All Morgan could think about what how this battle between existence and non existence started. Was it really all his doing? was it all part of some grand plan that was being forced into play by these two immense forces? he didn’t know anything for sure. All he could do while his body was slammed into asteroid after asteroid was float form thought to thought. “was it all… Because of the beast?” he said as the powers he had been given suddenly cut out on him. “How could this all be my fault?” he asked another question, but no one answered. The only sound he could hear was the deafening sound of the air rushing past his ears. The sound of Aneeh Arhems vicious laughter, the sound of the Colossus of Darkness attacking anything that moved. He was lost, he wanted to die. There wasn’t anything he could do that would be his own actions.

“I’ll help you get your brothers soul back from the Chasm.” the Human stated as all the strength he had left his body. “I will help you find another way to get your brothers soul back. There has to be a way.” Aneeh was shocked at this turn of events. “In return, you’ll help me get the Creature back from the golden stra-” “THE CHASM IS MY MASTER, HE CONTROLS THE GOLDEN STRANDS, THEREFORE I CONTROL THE GOLDEN STRANDS AS WELL! DIE MORGAN GAVIN!” Aneeh screeched into the microphone as her fighter dissapeared in a puff of smoke. “The only way you could possibly help me, is to DIE! Mr̥tyu ghāsa kāṭanē kā ālā pan̄jā!” she screamed as fourty scythes ripped from her rib cage, the blades like chain saws. “So this is your only course of action? fighting? ARE YOU SO FAR GONE THAT YOU WOULD KILL YOUR FRIENDS!?” she heard Sarahs voice say as Morgans mind kicked into high gear and felt a familiar presence back in his mind. “So you were just going to let her kill you?” Reason said as he poofed into existence beside him. There was something different about him though. He seemed ten times stronger then he had been before. “Yeah… If thats what it takes.” Reason smacked him upside the head. “Bad Morgan! no cookie for you! look, so what, your wifes been turned into a raving sex craved lunatic with self destructive tendencies, your best friend has been turned into a mindless planetoid of destruction, and your deom has merged with his somewhat psychotic sister to form THE weirdest person I’ve EVER met.” Morgan took a deep breath. “You sure about this?” Reason asked. “Taking in yet ANOTHER team member is getting to be a taxing experience. YO! STUPID BITCH! OVER HERE!” Reason screamed.

Aneeh looked at the Fragment of Morgans mind with a hint of rage. “WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME!?” she roared as Sarah punched her in the face so hard, that she flew into the barrier of the war, bounced by, and flew into Sarahs kick to the forehead. “I called you… A stupid bitch.” Reason said with a happy antagonistic glare in his eye. “would you stop fighting us for just one second, take the red hot stick out your ass, and just give peace a chance?” Morgan looked at him with a mixture of pride and glaring hatred. “The fuck did you just do?” he whispered. “Calm down.” Reason said, but was too late as the scythe blades slashed through his head, arms, body and legs. “I got this under control.” “HOW DID YOU JUST SURVIVE THAT?” Morgan screamed in confusion. Sarah glared at her friend as the three argued over trivial matters. “YOU, STUPID MAN! YOU’VE GOT YOUR OWN FIGHT TO FINISH!” the Delarose woman pointed inthe direction of the oncoming planetoid. “right, we should get going… Don’tkill her… Just break every bone in her body till we get back.” Morgan said as Reason disappeared and returned to the inside of Morgans mind. ‘so we got a plan?’ Reason asked curiously. “Oddly enough, we do. Follow my lead.” the Ruby Wolf replied as his ruby armor slowly appeared on his body again. “Boy am I glad to see you!” he cheered as the ruby spiders resumed their usual nonsense again. ‘if you call it that. Were barely hanging on as it is.’

Sarah dodged the scythes slashes three by three until Aneeh stopepd for a breath of air that suddenly returned to the battle field. It had changed from a space battle to a civil war reenactment with water pistols filled with acid. The Colossus of Darkness simply bounced onto the valley, causing shockwaves with so much force in them they created miniture black holes that sucked in thousands of the soldiers. ‘I WILL KILL YOU ALL!’ the Colossus thought out loud. ‘ENGAGING FIGHTING ROBOT MODE!’ it roared through out its ten thousand speakers, some of them screeching from the microphone feedback. “Oh my fucking angry monkey!” Morgan said, a little surprised to see that, the angry monkey writing a letter still hadn’t finished with his angry rant. “Dear senator, WHERE THE FRATHNIC ARE MY FUCKING BANANAS YOU FRATHNICING DILLHOLE!? DO YOU FRATHNICING RELAIZE THAT I’VE BEEN SUCKED INTO A FRATHNICING BLACK HOLE, THROWN AGAINST EVERY CONCIEVABLE IMPRINT OF POSSIBILITY, RAGED THROUGH THE INFINITES OF TIME AND SPACE, AND DESTROYED HALF A BILLION CIVILIZATIONS, AND STILL… I have no FRATHNICING bananas. So in closing, I WILL KILL YOU!” the monkey ranted as he rampaged on his typewriter. Morgan could only sit down as blasts of acid zipped past him in torrents, yet each shot the hit him, seemed to pass straight through the Ruby Wolfs body. The Colossus, fully formed into a giant robot with twelve massive laser batteries, ten simple moons attached to chains, and hundreds of thousands of tons of power, simply thumped the angry monkey out of existence with his thumb.

“SHUT THE FRATHNIC UP!” the cloud of dust that plumed outward as the thumb lifted, revealed a still writing, though horribly damaged monkey in a white shirt, fedora, and broken cigerette finally stopped writing. Took a puff of smoke, looked up towards the Colossus of Darkness in all its glory. “You did that?” the monkey stated in gruff tones. “Do that again mother Frathnicner and your ass is going down in a blaze of hate mail.” the monkey said as he prehensile tail twitched angrily. Morgan wanted to see how this tiny monkey would defeat an entire planet trasnformed into a Colossus of Darkness. The raging planet did what it thought the best course of action. It unleashed ten armadas worth of ammunition, lasers, antimatter weapons, and thumpings with his thumb upon the monkey. The monkey silently sat there, his fingers on the keys of the typewriter. His eyelids, half covering his eyes as the sweat ffrom his forehead dripped onto his cheeks, as the barrage of fire rocketed closer and closer to him. “Well… Since we’re doing it this way, might as well go out in a blaze of glory, right you stupid robot?” the monkey stood up to his full height of six feet five inches. His white shirt changed into a white tank top. His pants had become camo shorts and his scratchy brown fur coat disappeared into his skin and long light blue hair popped from his head and stopped just above his shoulders. Morgan couldn’t believe his eyes. “Are you who I think you are?” the Human stated, bewildered that he would come here of all places. “I think it’s a fairly certain bet that we both know the answer to that. Morgan.”

The Human gasped in cheery silence as his friend from a long ago adventure had reappeared. “And just wanted to remind you, that my name is Enigmatt Sword Dorikame.” Morgan squeaked with the excitement of a teenaged girl getting to have a date with all the Backstreet Boys, except for Justin Timberlake, because in her mind, he’s a fucking traitor. “You are really here? in the flesh?” Morgan asked in the excitement of the moment. “Yeah, apparently the problems of this existence are happening all over the place. In case you’ve forgotten, I’m Tingion. And you’ve got a few new friends?” the Tingion asked as his peircing dark blue eyes searched Morgans and sensed something different. “Yeah… Its a long… Freaky story. Anyways, what are we going to do about the big guy over there?” Morgan said as the barrage of ammunition appeared to be only a few miles away and closing. “what do we do? has it really been that long?” Enigmatt asked. Morgan nodded, “Yeah… About four hundred years in dream dimension years, a year and half in waking dimension time.” the Human said as he focused his blue aura and formed a long lost weapon in his arsenal. “wow… So that means your nearly four hundred and twenty five years of age?” Enigmatt said as he too, focused his blue energy, and formed his giant sword that was six feet in length by two feet in width from the blades back to the blades edge. “Shall we?” Morgan asked as Reason tried making sense of all of this.

“Indeed we Frathnicing shall!” the barrage of weaponry was only fifty feet away when both Human and Tingion, ignoring the chaos all around them from the war between the Door of Existence and the Chasm of Non-existence. “One question though… How is demeodnu?” Enigmatt shrugged. “Hes okay.” the Tingion said as silver armor covered both hiS and Morgans body. Their eyes focused, greatly increasing the flow of energy between them. They launched off their back feet and flew towards the Colossus’s attack with greater speed. “HYPER NOVA GHOST SLICE!” the two cried as their combined strength, speed, and concentration formed two after images, then four, then eight, then sixteen, thirty two, sixty four, one hundred twenty eight, two hundred fifty six versions of them-selves. The two armies of the Door of Existence and the Chasm of Non-existence were forced to stop fighting against each other as they watched the two tear through the barrage of metal, laser and antimatter, the huge number of after images forming and glowing orb around the Colossus and freezing time.

The Council of Ten watched on their monitors with fascination as Enigmatt and Morgan tore their way through half of the constant fire, Asteroth finding comfort in this before simply disappearing all together. The alarms sounding as it signaled the loss of the reality of the mind. The Golden Strands tearing through way through Gothemos first Dimension. In the paths between Realities, Alex stopped mid step as he felt tremendous strength ripple through the diamond like bridge. “Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed by thy name…” the preacher began praying with all his might as Alpha and Omega searched through the energy waves to find out what could be causing the surge in auric pressure. “It can’t be…” Omega said, slightly bewildered as she saw in her mind the shadows of Morgan and a stranger to their lives, desperately slashing through a beam of pure intent. “He… He’s back!”

Joseph watched inside the locked vat of acid as the two made their way through the barrage with their after images causing trillions of deep gashes inside the Colossus of Darkness’s internal structure, weakening the over-all out shell. “Dearest sister, I love y-” Joseph blurbed out wards as two swords slashed through his heart and brain. He would eventually heal up, but the raw fury the two swords contained was beyond anything he had ever felt from the Chasm. “The Tingion prince has arrived.” Somewhere, in the distant folds of space and time, beyond the realm of possibility and imagination, there was a room, inside that room were three beings. The first two were a Cactaur and a Mog, dressed up in S and M gear, laughing as they prepared to do horrible things to Kanye West. There was a table, and piled on top of that table, were instruments of terror and pain so terrifying, they had yet to be named. Kanye was strapped to the table, terrified, crying, snot dribbling out his nose, and bruises appearing on his sides, face, and arms. “Help…” Kanye West could only say as the Cactaur started the process. The screams would go unnoticed through-out all of existence.

“Help…”

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Morgan felt the last of the incredible power flow into him, and he felt wonderful, and then he looked into a mirror and saw that his sleek and stylish red ruby armor had been replaced by a clown wig, nose, and costume. Complete with white face and goofy make up. “You can’t be serious! I look like Bozo the fucking clown!” he yelled as Credafet simply floated in mid air blowing air kisses to no one in general. “Bozo was the last Guardian to defeat the Chasm. Do not make light of his powers of balloon animals and pies to the face.” “I’ll give you a pie to the face. Look, can’t you at least change the bright cheery colors for something a little more… To the tone of what we’re going up against?” Credafet argued with itself for a second before coming up with a brilliant plan. “No.” it said as the Deom simply vanished in a flash of confetti and gummy bears. ‘We will be in your mind, repairing the damage to Reason and the others. Don’t underestimate the power of happiness.’ it said mysteriously.

The Creature had reached it fourteen thousandth evolution. It was no longer the Creature, or anything even resembling a Creature like thing. It was a planetoid with hatches covering the entirety of its surface. ‘MY COLUSSUS OF DARKNESS! FEED ON THE RAGE OF YOUR ARMY AND COME TO LIFE!’ the Chasms voice shot through the massive Colussus, its single penetrating feature was the face of Val Kilmer in his Batman outfit. “I will obey… Master.” the Colussus said as it floated slowly away from the Door and the Chasm to a safe distance from the coming war between Existence and Non-existence. The Arhem siblings, over joyed with the progress of their plan, stationed themselves on the Colussus and sent only clones of themselves to the battle field. “Isn’t he marvelous dearest brother!?” Aneeh screeched with pleasure as she repeatedly bashed in her siblings head with a spiked club. Joseph simply held out his hand, the spike tearing through his palm and shunting itself all the way through the back of his shoulder. “Yes, we still have many plans that need attending to. Tell me… How would you like another shot at killing your former friend?” he aksed smoothly. Aneeh simply replied by driving three large and painfully designed knives straight into the side of the clones head.

Morgan watched as the last of the granite statues hatched and found himself wondering what would become of his friend as he noticed through the barrier that seperated the Door and the Chasm that a giant planet had risen into the very visible sky line. He then took note of his surroundings, the ground was mishapen, and randomly thrown together as some parts were made of metals, while others various minerals. In one spot he thought he saw a giant pizza that stretched on beyond the horizon of this strange new place he was in. His mood, somehow matching the bright rainbow like colors on his new out fit. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to get through this like I always have. The Creature’s been captured, Nordafet and Credion have fused into that thing. Not to mention that my wife’s been changed into some evil thing by the Golden Strands… I’m alone again.” the Human stated to himself, wondering how he could possibly get through the inevitable battle he was staring straight in the face. The Colussus, mindless, thoughtless, completely obedient, watched from far above the Door or the Chasm, the two forces gathering their armies into a double pincer formation for the chasms side, and a porcupine formation for the Doors side. ‘Are you having thoughts of when your appearance shall be known my pet?’ the chasm asked cooly. ‘None my master. I simply wish to kill them now, while they are unprepared.’ the Colussus replied in hundreds of different tones of voices at the same time. ‘Then you have have the pleasure of being the third party in this war. Act as you wish, take mercy on neither side, for your are my prized treasure, and shall be alowed to do as you see fit.’ his master replied in frigid tones. ‘But… do not expect me to take pity on you from now on.’ the Colussus understood it plain as day. ‘Do not worry master, I shall destroy you all!’ the planetoid replied, his core spinning at ever increasing speeds.

A group of three, older then non exitence itself watched with baited breath as the three forces prepared to collide. The first of the three was a blue orb with dark black swirls floating around it. The second, was a dark grey wolf with seven spears floating several inches above it. The third was a blond haired woman with blue eyes, pouty red lips, dressed in a birght red dress with a light blue head band pulling her hair back. “So…” she said slowly. “Which side will we each vote for?” the three simply waited for the action to begin before returning to their own tasks. “We shall have no influence on this war this time around. We shall let them proceed according to their own wishes. Is that understood… Kim Lecest?” the woman blushed coyly, but she knew that what they were doing was more than simply just observation. “Yes… I understand. It won’t be like the battle between Sarah and the Beast.” she sighed as her eyes flitted from one of the many screens to a small control panel on her leg. A knight with bloodied armor and a broken sword walked up to Morgan with confidence in his eyes. “I swear to thee that this place is neither heaven, nor hell. Have I sinned against our lord God that much, that he would send me to such a demonic nightmare?” Morgan simply ignore the knights remarks. “I am speaking to thou, how can thou ignore me to such pitiable levels?” the knight said to Morgan, witnessing the Colussus in the sky. “Dear sir, I have no qualm with thou, but can you not tell me where I am?” Morgan sighed as he turned around, the clown wig jiggling in the gentle breeze, and his rubber nose squeaking gently. “You are in the future, and I am your lord God almighty, now look around you.” to his surprise, the knight did just that. “What door you see with your eyes?” Morgan asked, gesturing around him. “I see a forest of statues hatching into fellow people my Lord.” the knight answered with a slight bit of innocence that betrayed his appearance.

Aneeh looked at her borthers clones body with a slight bemusement in her dark brown eyes. “How do I kill you dearest brother? How do I end your suffering at the hands of the Chasm?” she asked as her hands wrapped around the clones throat, the face not recognizing what was happening to it. “How is it, that this false body, this prison that keeps your mind locked away in eternal torment won’t let your spirit go?” the clone looked back as its face slowly turned blue from lack of oxygen, as it mouthed the words she wanted to hear. She beat it down, clubbed it in the face, shot it with miniguns, pistols, and missile launchers, burned it to a crisp and hacked it to pieces. But still, the body simply regenerated in a matter of seconds. “I have made a contract with the Chasm out of my own free will, and as such, I am unable to die, unable to be harmed for long, unable to feel regret or remorse dearest sister.” Joseph said as Aneeh felt a peircing pain drive through her chest. The knight in bloody armor simply stood in silence, as the sword that stuck out of his chest like a sore thumb, gleamed of its prize, seemed to cause the knight insufferable pain. “My name, Lord almighty, is Deth Lecest. I was in battle in the year fifteen hundred and seventy four. I was run through, the first to die on that battle field. And when I woke up here, I found two beings of the strangest combination staring me in the face.” Morgan listened as he watched the planet rush towards the soon to be battle field with a strangely familiar voice. “GLANCI DEL TORNADO!” the planet roared as its suddenly became a much darker shade then what it was originally.

The Colussus of Darkness made its move, as all the hatches around its equatorial zone flung open and sent four hundred chained blades each rocketing out four trillion miles. He whipped himself into a force forty tornado and ripped the ground for the battle apart like a buzz saw through plastic straws, sending the masses on both sides flying into the air only to be shredded into bloody peices of confetti. “That’s right Colussus, tear them apart, I must join the battle to kill Morgan!” Aneeh said with a hysterical joy in her heart. she turned around one last time to see her brother healed from his wounds, stand up slowly. “If you must join the fray, then perhaps you would like me to jump into that nicely placed vat of acid for you?” the clone said, slightly saddened by the Arhem womans departure. Aneeh smiled as a tear formed in her eyes. “I will free you one day brother… I will not let Joshuas mistake claim the whole family!” she said as the brother nodded in agreement, and then slowly dipped himself in the acid before locking the hatch above him. The Colussus of Darkness slammed its assualt into the center of the field, shattering both the sound and visual barriers, shattering tens of googolplexes of granite statues that contained the half baked forms of both the Door and the Chasms armies. “KILL! OBLITERATE! EXTERMINATE! OBLITERATION OF BOTH NON-EXISTENSE AND EXISTENCE!” it roared with fury as a spike the size of a cruise ship slammed the knight in bloody armor into the ground. Morgan ran as fast as he could, but the spikes kept raining down, until he tripped and saw, with a slight bit of throw up in his mouth, that one was raging towards him, with a very familiar face lunging towards him. “DIE MORGAN GAVIN!” the female screamed as he could see down her shirt, stealing a glance at the all too tempting cleavage shot. “Well, I’ll die a happy man should she killed me by humping me to death.” the Human stated as a fist plowed across his cheek, sending him crashing through several rows of statues.

Aneeh wasted no time in launching her assault on Morgan as he only stood there. “I’LL KILL YOU, I’ll KILL YOU, I’ll KILL YOU!” Morgan could only land on his feet before a cleated shoe slammed into his face, flipping him head over heels until being clotheslined in the throat by a steel beam. “Ouch…” he said as Aneeh grabbed him by the wig and repeated kneed him in the face until she switched to the other knee and repeated the process. “You will pay for humiliating me, you will pay with your blood, sweat and tears, you will pay with your life, your soul, and your body, and I will extract every minute of embarrassment you’ve ever caused me with each hit!” Aneeh screamed as she looked at her work and found that she was only holding the clown wig. “Yeah… That kinda happens to hurt like fuck. Now I want to ask some questions!” The Colussus wasted no time in launching his attack on Morgan alone, launching bus sized spear, after bus sized spear at the area Morgan was in. “Oh… This is special… why is there a planet attacking me!?” Morgan screamed. He heard Credafets voice in his mind, “Become Snow Pea, the Rainbow Clown of Happiness, it is your only choice in this matter!” the voice seemed to make something click in the Humans mind. Aneehs foot was only four inches away from his face when time seemed to stop for Morgan. “Don’t worry, be happy!” he said as the clown suit and make up suddenly glared brightly and suddenly as four bright red shocks of hair popped out of his head, standing straight up. He grabbed Aneehs foot and threw her into the path of the spears. His voice changed into a goofy, relaxed chuckle that vibrated through-out his body. “Heh… He… Heh… AH, HA! HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!”

Aneeh rebounded off the tip of the spear and rocketed back at Morgan, whose appearance had changed suddenly as he turned around. His mouth was in a deaths head grin and his eyes were wide and blood shot. The shocks of red hair suddenly lit on fire. The suit becoming a dark blue and several turrets bursting from random places on his body. “HEY, LITTLE GIRL! HOW’ED YOU LIKE A BALLOON ANIMAL!?”

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