“Oblivion awaits for those that dare attack the citadel!” a greasy deaf man said as he squeaked across the floor of a large wooden Donkey Kong country like church. “You can’t catch me!” he noted as Alex tried to get a grip on him through a few submission moves, but ultimately failed in a hugely inadvisable way. Just then, a beast with purple dongs for fingers picked him up, and slowly pulled his head off the preacher’s shoulders. much to the greasy deaf mans joy.

“The infidel is dead!” he warbled, “Long live the Dong Monsters of Dong Juan Alejand!”  the wooden citadel burst into flames as the greasy deaf man and the Dong monster feasted upon the preacher’s headless remains. The Fragments of Reality screamed in agony as each of their number was ripped away from their quest back to their leaders.

“I’m sorry, we’ve failed in our quest!” Pi sobbed with blood smattered on his hands, face, and chest. “They tore him apart! Cell by cell, Organ by organ! They literally slowly pulled his head off until Alex’s screaming stopped!” Nu continued on the horrific experience.

“It was like being in a meeting for deaf blind people, and showing them a slide show. The horror of it all!” Xi commented as she shook her head. Digamma couldn’t do anything but replay the memory in her head. “It is a shame that Alex had to die. We should consult the Elders for this kind of thing. Alex had already collected Sho and Heta’s groups. There was one last group he was to defeat… Stigma.”

There was a hushed silence as every one agreed. “That’s true… Stigma was the one group leader that could prevented Alex’s demise. Perhaps we should go back to Morgan and the group? I hear there was a new addition to the group recently, and maybe she could help us on our journey?” Chi asked Psi and Tau, concerned for the well being of the other Fragments. “We must make sure that what happened to the Skeletal Angels, does not happen to us!” Tau raged, standing tall as his ebony skin glared in the red moonlight. “There must be leadership! Over all objectives! Structure and organization! we must not go into this half assed like the preacher did!” he continued.

“Tau, we all know that Alex was a powerful warrior in the guise of a preacher. But don’t you think we should start by electing leaders to us?” Sho commented. There was a brief silence before the eldest of the Fragments, Omega, chimed in. “Alrighty, I’ve got it!” the others listened with baited breath as Pi, and others that had blood stains on there bodies cleaned them selves off. “Sho, Heta, Tsan and Stigma shall be the leaders of the four groups.”

Heta raised a hand to ask a question. “You mean like how we were before Alex was killed?” “Yes, exactly… but you and Tsan will have to share leadership for you group, thus making it three groups.” Omega finished. 

Psi, Chi, and Phi liked that idea. “Okay then, who will be in each group though?” Omega thought for a minute. “That does pose and interesting thought, well how about we go by number of letters in our names? Sho will have the ones that have two to three letters, Heta and Tsan will have four to five, and Stigma will get six to seven. That should even things out a bit!” he said will a smile.

Epsilon, who had remained mostly quiet during the meeting, spoke up at last. “So what you’re saying is that Sho would have under her command the following people… Mu, Nu, Xi, Pi, Rho, Tau, Phi, Chi, Psi, Eta and San? That would be eleven people.” the listed Fragments stood over by Sho while Epsilon continued. “That’s good, next we would have Heta and Tsan. Those two would have four to five, am I correct so far Omega?” he nodded quietly. “So that means that both would have Beta, Delta, Zeta, Iota, Alpha, Omega-” epsilon was interrupted by alpha. “No, Omega and myself would be the top dogs, given that in most of the Existence’s holy books, they say we are the beginning and end. So it would make a bit more sense.”

There was general murmur of agreement to some extent and Epsilon continued. “Right then, so those two would have Beta, Delta, Zeta, Iota, Theta, Kappa, Sigma, Qoppa and Sampi?” Epsilon finished and waited for the Fragments listed off to wait by Heta and Tsan before continuing. “And then Stigma would get myself, Lambda, Upsilon, Omicron, and Digamma?” Epsilon tried contemplating the logistics of it all. “In that case, we would all have to go to a different person in order to be used effectively. Well, I should think that Alpha and Omega return to Morgan, Sho go to their newest member, Heta and Tsan go to Nordafet and Antimo, and Stigma go to Resaec, as much as I hate to admit it… the former God of Terror still has some alliance towards the Lost Wolf.” Alpha and Omega whispered to each other before speaking their thoughts. “I think we would better utilized if Stigma formed himself a body instead of going to Resaec, there is a chance that the Golden Strands will try, if the current plan of action is put into place, to influence Resaec to use Stigma’s group for the over all destruction.”

Epsilon nodded, his mind going towards this new plan of action as more suitable. “Well thought out! This plan should help us combat the Chasm’s plans more so then if we had all been gathered in one place! Though our abilities still remain the same, Sho will been quick, Heta and Tsan will remain shock and awe, Stigma will be powerful and focused, Alpha and Omega will be ultimate beginning and end. Meeting adjurned, please go to your designated group leaders and prepare for transport to your new homes.” As everyone prepared themselves, a strange thought entered into Nu’s mind. “What if the Chasm revives the preacher? And he attacks Morgan’s group. We’ll have to fight him, won’t we?” the rest of the Fragments shared his sentiment.

“That’s true, but he’ll be just a puppet of the Chasm, much like how Barney Fife was a puppet for the Great Mouth.” Theta spoke up as she kissed Sampi goodbye. Back in the grave yard where Kim was attempting to punch Morgan in the head, she felt like something jammed itself into the side of her neck. She paused for a moment and felt around till she happened upon a blue and green shard of crystal. ‘Don’t worry about a thing Kim, my name’s Sho, and you’ll have me to aid you in fights against the Chasm. You’ll know the proper combos once conversion from crystalline to biological cells is complete.’ Kim was confused by the sudden and inexplicable surge of compassion for Morgan’s cause welling up inside of her.

‘I guess it’s alright. I don’t really have a choice in the matter do I?’ she asked Sho, who gave her a negative thought back. ‘Not in the slightest.’

Morgan felt something Jabbing itself into his left buttcheek and felt a rush of adrenal fluid enter his brain. “Damn it! WTF is it this time! Reason, check it out, I think we might have some repeat customers…” the Lost Wolf grumbled as Reason scanned his mind and reported back. “Alpha and Omega are back under your control. Do you want me to return them to their holding cells?”

Morgan thought hard and long on the question before answering. “Nah… let ‘em roam free for now. I already know what the plan of attack is. Besides, watching Kim freak out is reward enough.”

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“Oblivion awaits for those that dare attack the citadel!” a greasy deaf man said as he squeaked across the floor of a large wooden Donkey Kong country like church. “You can’t catch me!” he noted as Alex tried to get a grip on him through a few submission moves, but ultimately failed in a hugely …

“Oblivion awaits for those that dare attack the citadel!” a greasy deaf man said as he squeaked across the floor of a large wooden Donkey Kong country like church. “You can’t catch me!” he noted as Alex tried to get a grip on him through a few submission moves, but ultimately failed in a hugely inadvisable way. Just then, a beast with purple dongs for fingers picked him up, and slowly pulled his head off the preacher’s shoulders. much to the greasy deaf mans joy.

“The infidel is dead!” he warbled, “Long live the Dong Monsters of Dong Juan Alejand!”  the wooden citadel burst into flames as the greasy deaf man and the Dong monster feasted upon the preacher’s headless remains. The Fragments of Reality screamed in agony as each of their number was ripped away from their quest back to their leaders.

“I’m sorry, we’ve failed in our quest!” Pi sobbed with blood smattered on his hands, face, and chest. “They tore him apart! Cell by cell, Organ by organ! They literally slowly pulled his head off until Alex’s screaming stopped!” Nu continued on the horrific experience.

“It was like being in a meeting for deaf blind people, and showing them a slide show. The horror of it all!” Xi commented as she shook her head. Digamma couldn’t do anything but replay the memory in her head. “It is a shame that Alex had to die. We should consult the Elders for this kind of thing. Alex had already collected Sho and Heta’s groups. There was one last group he was to defeat… Stigma.”

There was a hushed silence as every one agreed. “That’s true… Stigma was the one group leader that could prevented Alex’s demise. Perhaps we should go back to Morgan and the group? I hear there was a new addition to the group recently, and maybe she could help us on our journey?” Chi asked Psi and Tau, concerned for the well being of the other Fragments. “We must make sure that what happened to the Skeletal Angels, does not happen to us!” Tau raged, standing tall as his ebony skin glared in the red moonlight. “There must be leadership! Over all objectives! Structure and organization! we must not go into this half assed like the preacher did!” he continued.

“Tau, we all know that Alex was a powerful warrior in the guise of a preacher. But don’t you think we should start by electing leaders to us?” Sho commented. There was a brief silence before the eldest of the Fragments, Omega, chimed in. “Alrighty, I’ve got it!” the others listened with baited breath as Pi, and others that had blood stains on there bodies cleaned them selves off. “Sho, Heta, Tsan and Stigma shall be the leaders of the four groups.”

Heta raised a hand to ask a question. “You mean like how we were before Alex was killed?” “Yes, exactly… but you and Tsan will have to share leadership for you group, thus making it three groups.” Omega finished. 

Psi, Chi, and Phi liked that idea. “Okay then, who will be in each group though?” Omega thought for a minute. “That does pose and interesting thought, well how about we go by number of letters in our names? Sho will have the ones that have two to three letters, Heta and Tsan will have four to five, and Stigma will get six to seven. That should even things out a bit!” he said will a smile.

Epsilon, who had remained mostly quiet during the meeting, spoke up at last. “So what you’re saying is that Sho would have under her command the following people… Mu, Nu, Xi, Pi, Rho, Tau, Phi, Chi, Psi, Eta and San? That would be eleven people.” the listed Fragments stood over by Sho while Epsilon continued. “That’s good, next we would have Heta and Tsan. Those two would have four to five, am I correct so far Omega?” he nodded quietly. “So that means that both would have Beta, Delta, Zeta, Iota, Alpha, Omega-” epsilon was interrupted by alpha. “No, Omega and myself would be the top dogs, given that in most of the Existence’s holy books, they say we are the beginning and end. So it would make a bit more sense.”

There was general murmur of agreement to some extent and Epsilon continued. “Right then, so those two would have Beta, Delta, Zeta, Iota, Theta, Kappa, Sigma, Qoppa and Sampi?” Epsilon finished and waited for the Fragments listed off to wait by Heta and Tsan before continuing. “And then Stigma would get myself, Lambda, Upsilon, Omicron, and Digamma?” Epsilon tried contemplating the logistics of it all. “In that case, we would all have to go to a different person in order to be used effectively. Well, I should think that Alpha and Omega return to Morgan, Sho go to their newest member, Heta and Tsan go to Nordafet and Antimo, and Stigma go to Resaec, as much as I hate to admit it… the former God of Terror still has some alliance towards the Lost Wolf.” Alpha and Omega whispered to each other before speaking their thoughts. “I think we would better utilized if Stigma formed himself a body instead of going to Resaec, there is a chance that the Golden Strands will try, if the current plan of action is put into place, to influence Resaec to use Stigma’s group for the over all destruction.”

Epsilon nodded, his mind going towards this new plan of action as more suitable. “Well thought out! This plan should help us combat the Chasm’s plans more so then if we had all been gathered in one place! Though our abilities still remain the same, Sho will been quick, Heta and Tsan will remain shock and awe, Stigma will be powerful and focused, Alpha and Omega will be ultimate beginning and end. Meeting adjurned, please go to your designated group leaders and prepare for transport to your new homes.” As everyone prepared themselves, a strange thought entered into Nu’s mind. “What if the Chasm revives the preacher? And he attacks Morgan’s group. We’ll have to fight him, won’t we?” the rest of the Fragments shared his sentiment.

“That’s true, but he’ll be just a puppet of the Chasm, much like how Barney Fife was a puppet for the Great Mouth.” Theta spoke up as she kissed Sampi goodbye. Back in the grave yard where Kim was attempting to punch Morgan in the head, she felt like something jammed itself into the side of her neck. She paused for a moment and felt around till she happened upon a blue and green shard of crystal. ‘Don’t worry about a thing Kim, my name’s Sho, and you’ll have me to aid you in fights against the Chasm. You’ll know the proper combos once conversion from crystalline to biological cells is complete.’ Kim was confused by the sudden and inexplicable surge of compassion for Morgan’s cause welling up inside of her.

‘I guess it’s alright. I don’t really have a choice in the matter do I?’ she asked Sho, who gave her a negative thought back. ‘Not in the slightest.’

Morgan felt something Jabbing itself into his left buttcheek and felt a rush of adrenal fluid enter his brain. “Damn it! WTF is it this time! Reason, check it out, I think we might have some repeat customers…” the Lost Wolf grumbled as Reason scanned his mind and reported back. “Alpha and Omega are back under your control. Do you want me to return them to their holding cells?”

Morgan thought hard and long on the question before answering. “Nah… let ‘em roam free for now. I already know what the plan of attack is. Besides, watching Kim freak out is reward enough.”

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“Oblivion awaits for those that dare attack the citadel!” a greasy deaf man said as he squeaked across the floor of a large wooden Donkey Kong country like church. “You can’t catch me!” he noted as Alex tried to get a grip on him through a few submission moves, but ultimately failed in a hugely …

The black and gold Syrup struggled to form into a recognizable shape as the Bloody Strands and the Golden Strands watched with a mild curiosity. “You stupid bitch! You’ve unleashed the one thing I cannot defeat!” it screeched in fury as it retracted back into a tight ball the size of a watermelon.

“Resaec? I thought you died! I saw Morgan smash you to death with the giant robot’s foot!” the Bloody Strands asked, quite shocked to see her former master alive and well. One thing she noticed right off the bat was that Resaec seemed to have lost all his ambition for the most part. “I-I don’t know where I am… O-or who I am!” the Black and Gold Syrup shouted as his liquid form tried to stabilize, but for some reason he couldn’t.

Resaec, snapped to attention as green and dark purple numbers flew across his eyes at blazing rates, and then his body slammed into the floor. “I know who I am. But… what am I?” the Watermelon Cop asked as his movie played on the big screen, caught unawares that the Golden Strands was at his front door, delivering unto him a folder full of jelly.

“So… you don’t know what you are?” the Golden Strands asked, wildly amazed at this turn of events. The former God of Terror shook his head as the Watermelon Cop scratched himself while answering the door, recieving a deadly blast of folder jelly to the face. ‘Fuck… the Wife’s not going to be happy when she gets home tonight.’ he thouht to himself as he returned to watching his Puppet Porn.

“I know who I  was  but… what am I?” Resaec asked again, quickly gaining his composure. The Bloody strands quickly intervened. “Resaec, you… you’ve become a weapon… an extremely devastating weapon of limitless power, with so much potential that you could in fact, devour entire universes in a single day… just like us.” the Bloody Strands sighed.

“Yes… Caasi is right. We are weapons made to destroy, engulf, consume, and obliterate everything we come across. You however, our new confused Sibling… are different.” “Different? How am I different!?” Resaec asked as he slowly formed his old body again with little to some trouble.

“You are Syrup, we are Strands. Strands shoot outwards, can twist and turn, create drills and spikes! Sryup… only suffocates and drowns its victim in a painfully agonizing acidic bath.” Resaec smiled and started to remember the shame that Morgan had put him to when it came to fights. “Well… then I assume that we three represent each of the three Dimensions?” the Golden Strands laughed insidiously as he formed a octopuses body and slapped tentacle after tentacle on the floor, pushing towards the Black and Gold Syrup.

“There is no Dream Dimension. There is no Waking Dimension. There is no Nightmare Dimension. The Reality of the mind has died, along with its Guardian, Asteroth.” Resaec could hardly believe his ears, “What!? My Kingdom is dead!? My home land is no more!? TELL ME WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS DESTRUCTI-” the Golden Strands wrapped all eight tentacle as the Syrup’s neck, only for them to pass through harmlessly.

“I am.”  That was all it took for Resaec to cover the Golden Strands in front of him with a thick layer of inwardly crystalizing sryup. His ice cold eyes watched with out mercy as his new found enemy screamed in agony while giving him one warning.

“I AM ALL CONSUMING! THIS IS BUT A SMALL PORTION OF MY BODY!” the Golden Strands raged as the crystal’s compacted his form till there was no life left in the small sphere. “Then we shall find the your Heart, your Brain, and your Soul… and crush them with the hate and pain that you have caused all who’ve suffered at your hand.” Resaec said calmly as he sank into a puddle and slithered out of the former Council of Tens chambers.

The Bloody Strands were left in the room wondering what was to become of the event she had just witnessed.

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The black and gold Syrup struggled to form into a recognizable shape as the Bloody Strands and the Golden Strands watched with a mild curiosity. “You stupid bitch! You’ve unleashed the one thing I cannot defeat!” it screeched in fury as it retracted back into a tight ball the size of a waterme …

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 …

WORLD WIDE BABY! WORLD FUCKING WIDE!

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There was a loud crack in the air as the Colossus of Darkness threw its fist into the space just a few yards above the battle field where the forces of Existence and Non-Existence were waging a bloody war against each other and the monstrous planetoid that was attacking them both. It was pure hell as the Door was gradually being weakened by the backyard assault the golden strands had launched repeatedly against the Guardians realities, while the Chasms own problems seemed to become more apparent with each loss and rebirth of the soldiers it kept losing. It seemed as though with each rebirth, they became less and less willing to fight, but something kept at their heels none the less. Even Joseph had some trouble becoming motivated enough to keep the fighting spirit he usually had.

Enigmatt slashed his way through the endless amoutns of Creatures that Joseph threw at the Tingion prince, even throwing some food items at him noticing how badly he reacted when ever one of his own food based attacks was launched. “SKITTLE BIKER GANG!” Enigmatt roared as a giant bag of skittles fell from the sky. Enigmatt braced himself for the worst as the skittles, all with do rags, baggy pants, tattoos of the hard time they did in the bag of rainbow colored candy, and weapons filed into a seemingly orderly line. Enigmatt heldo ut his hand longingly, wishing for just a simple nibble upon one of the many delicious ten foot tall flavored snacks. But he knew his heart couldnt take the break up that well. He simply pointed his finger, and one of the ed skittles let a single tear drop down his cheek. “We love you!” “Don’t say that! Just go! Go attack your precious enemy, maybe he can give you the satisfactory fight that I couldnt!” Enigmatt said, hurt and betrayed.

Joseph simply looked awe struck at just how ridiculous this had all become. ”Oh for gods sake! Bahu pōrṭala mauta haṛatāla!” Joseph said as the Tingion of the red skittle with a black and white skull do rags continued their fighters quarrel. “He could never give you a punch to the face that I could! Remember that time in florida, the boxing club?” Enigmatt said, tears falling from his eyes like he smaller waves leading up to a huge tsunami. The red skittle had no choice. He turned himself around, his back to the Tingion and said quietly. “I will NEVER forget the power behind your punches. But we all have jobs to do, and even if those jobs mean we have to fight others… We are meant to do them! Understand!?” the red skittle said as the others nodded in agreement. Enigmatts tail drooped again. Several hundred glowing portals opened behind the other skittles. Enigmatt saw what was happening, but couldnt reach the others in time to stop the slaughter as wave upon wave of needles Shot through the skittle gang, falling the horde of rainbow flavored candies in just a few seconds. “NO!” Enigmatt yelled as he fell to his knees, holdingo ut his hands in a futile attempt to change what had transpired. The red skittle had lost his arm, and half its calf had been ripped to sheds as it limped back to Enigmatt, its mouth in a half smiled. “Thats it! Come back to me! you can make-” Enigmatt was traumatized, anger, and hurt even more by what happened next. Joseph smiled asseveral portals opened up all around the red skittle, blocking any and all exit. And causing Enigmatt to scream in roaring tones. “YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE! HES MY FIGHTER, AND YOU WILL NOT-” but he was too late. The Tingion prince heard the screams of pain and hopelessness that the red skittle emitted as sounds like machine gun fire ricocheted through Enigmatt’s ear drums. “No…” he sniffed as he hit the ground with so much force it caused a crater to form. “SKITTLE!” Enigmatt screamed with rage as his eyes turned blacker then the heart of a super massive black hole. “No more joking around Joseph.” the Tingion said in a deathly furious voice. ”Now is the time for you to pay for the death of my father.” Enigmatt summoned his sword and Shot straight at Joseph, who simply smiled.

Reason had Aneeh strapped to a laboratory table with nothing but a few sparse articles of clothing. “What do you plan on doing to me!?” Aneeh asked in a panicked voice. Reason simply put on a pair of rubber gloves, reached under the table and plled out a pair of prongs. “First, I’m going to explore every inch of your physiology. Then, I’m going to, as painfully as I possibly can, rip out those rune stones that are all over your body.” the split said as he smiled underneath the surgeons mask. “Unlike Morgan, who is a lot more reserved then me… I like going all out!” he yelled in an excited tone of voice. Credion simply locked the Door behind her as the man with the ocnstantly changing clothes began his work. Alex had just walked out of the forest of disection, with a back pack full of Leviathan jerky in one hand and a crystal ball in the other. Alpha and Omega trailed behind a little bit wondering about the past of Alex despirito, and why he had just this much power in his book of words. “I HAVE COME FOR YOUR SOUL PR-” Alex decided right then and there that he would just have to put up with the stupidity of the situation at once. “All right… COME ON OUT! ALL OF YOU!” the preacher Shouted at the edge of the forest line. He looked out into a desert full of blue sand and bright red trees for a minute. “What is this place?” he asked Alpha. “Don’t know. Pretty much in the same boat as you. So who have you taken out so far?” the fragment said as he tapped Omega on the hsoulders and pointed towards a slwoly growing hill. “So far, I’ve taken out Amon, and Leviathan. So… That only leaves… Lucifer, belphagor, Mammon, Beezlebub, and someone else… But I forget who exactly.” they preacher said as the four remaining Lords of Hell popped out of a demented clown car with the foxnews logo on it. “And there they are. LOOK, I know you’re just trying your best to kill me off, for whatever Reason you have, but I just iced two of your number… So back off.” Lucifer looked at Mammon with a bit of a confused attitude. “But your holy.” the prince of darkness said as his tail waggled to and fro. “And? GODS BLESSING TO YOU!” Alex screamed as he rammed a tiny pencil crucifix into Lucifers left eye. Surprisingly, nothing happened at first. “WHAT THE HEAVEN WAS THAT!?” the devil screamed as he grabbed his eye.

Alex stood tall none the less. “I mean, you could REALLY HURT SOMEONE like that!” Alpha looked confused. “Um… Excuse me, lord of lies, destroyer of all that which… Fuck it. Dude, we are trying to gather twenty eight others like myself and my sister here. Could you, like, I don’t know… Go away? all of you?” Mammon seemed uncomfortable with having something so tiny tell him off. “But-” “GO!” Alpha screamed as he pointed behind him into the forest of disection. “AND TAKE STEPHEN COLBERT WITH YOU! God!” “TRUTHINESS!” “SHUT THE FLYING FUCK UP STEPHEN, NO ONE CARES!” Omega said as she belted him across the back of the head. The remaining Lords of Hell shuffled past them until Beezlebub stopped suddenly. “Um… Can we have our cds back? I lent you my garth brooks collector’s edition, and I really, would just-” Alex stabbed the lord of hell in the eye with another crucifix. “WHAT THE HEAVEN!? dude he just wanted his Garth Brooks CD back!” Mammon said, then scurried past the trio while screeching in pain as Alex stabbed him in the foot with a knife. Alex looked at Alpha, who looked at Omega, who looked at Alex. “What? sometimes you just got to smack a lord of hell in the face. Reminds them whos really in charge here.” Alpha smiled quaintly as they continued their journey. “So what does this Doutri village look like? Hey look! A big pale of ice cream!” Alex Shouted with joy as he picked it up and started scooping large handfuls out of it to the horror of the fragments. “Like a big pale of ice cream.” Omega said as she snatched the pale away from Alex. “But… It can’t be a city, its too small!” the preacher protested. “Have you learned nothing with us? I mean, come on, we just told the Lords of Hell to go fuck themselves. And here comes Beezlebub again.” the lord of gluttony floated close to them. “Can’t I have my garth brooks cd back? Stephen wanted to listen to the sound track of jersey Shore… And then Lucifer stabbed him in the face with a tree.” Alex didn’t want to deal with this idiot anymore. “Fine… I’ll give you my ipod. If you promise not to come near me… Within five light years.” the Lord of Hell nodded eagerly as he queefed with joy.

Joseph and Enigmatt were in the throes of combat, each unleashing their most devasting attack, and neither giving up until a gaint foot slammed Joseph until the ground with a really loud squelch. “Okay then!” Enigmatt chided as he ran over to the exposed leg and stomped on the ankles. “TAKE THAT! Thanks huge gnarly dude!” the Tingion waved at the colossus of darkness before a red light engulfed him. “I have to go now of all times!?” he said as he disappeared from the war between the Chasm of Non-Existence and the Door of Existence. Morgan felt his twin leave as the Creature punched him in the face repeatedly until he fell off a cliff, landing in a pile of Deom chest plates and swords with the hands still gripping them. “How’s it feel Morgan? How’s it feel to be on the losing side for once!” the Creature Shouted with joy as his eyes focused. “The key of plains, that thing that Credion changed you into the beast almost five hundred years ago, causing this mess!? Where is it!?” the Creature asked excitedly as he jumped from the cliff and planted a foot onto Morgans face, pushing his head but a few inches away from the point of a pile of daggers that were pointing upward. Credion rose out of Morgan and watched with pity as the Creature she knew was long gone. “If only my brother were here. OH THERE HE IS! WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN!?” Credion Shouted angrily at the Deom male running from what appeared to be a hord of japanese women in maids outfits trying to feather dust him to death. “A LITTLE BUSY!” he said with a pained expression of panic.

The Council of Ten were on high alert as Technarl directed each of their movements in order to counter whatever plans the Chasm might’ve put into place. “Oh you really don’t need to worry about the Chasms plans right this moment.” a clone of Joseph appeared to say as Technarl simple Shooed him away. “Well, we do one thel ess, now if you’re just going to buzz around my head all day, then I’ll obliterate you.” “Just like you obliterated barney fife?” the clone questioned innocently. “Wow… You are just full of surprises today arent you! GO THE FUCK AWAY!” he Shouted as three figures beamed into the center of the room. “You have things under control here?” the blonde woman in the bright red dress asked calmly with a smile on her face. “To a certain extent.” Technarl said without looking up. “Look, Kim, I don’t mean any disrespect here, but I’ve already got this jack ass of a clone pissing me off and screwing up the councils synch with the other Guardians. I don’t need you adding to our problems.” Technarl retorted. Kim simply walked over behind Technarls mechanical back and wrapped her arms around him in a lovers embrace. “I love the way your gears sound withi n that hollow metal body of yours, Guardian of technology.” Kim Lecest said with a coy tone of voice. “It makes me excited that you are the one to take over Segroths place after his death!” Technarl simply worked quietly, ignoring the keepers words. “Segroth? He died months ago, the Chasm placed a nonobot right under our noses, and it took a revival of barney fife to find that out. You know what that hsows? a lack of preparation on our part.” Kim squeezed tighter slowly, the metal plates covering Technarls body bending inwardly slightly. “Well, then keep doing your job. The other two are waiting for my report. I’ll be watching.” she said with a glee filled laugh. As she walked by the Joseph clone, she lightly tapped in on the forehead between his eyes. “Turn to ash.” she whispered in a ice cold voice. The clone burst into flame as raging infernos ripped through his body.

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“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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