. This fails and he dies. However, now there are two universes, the second of which is based off of the Pokemon Mystery Dungeon universe.
. This fails, and now he shares a body with a guy named Walter. (Worship is currently in control, however, but he's better now. Ish.)
. This fails, but instead of dying, they proceed to lurk in shadows.
. This fails, and he is sealed away.
up again. Meanwhile, so does a robot named Coda, the trio of Badniks from before, and several other villains, making it a callback to (mostly) all above events, which is where we left off.
* ...Those art not Biologickally thine Lightener meat heartes, they art a spectral Manifestatione of thy Vis Vitalis.
* Only one who couldst conceivably Traverse Darke Worldes on his Owne...
Is there something wrong with my soul...? It's a bit more purple-ish than my hair and uh... why is it on a line of all things?
Talk.
This is Butlertype. Doth thou copy?
My other self and his puppets seem in need of being taught a lesson before the right choice can be made.
No. His conditioning has made him far too entitled. The wool must be pulled over his eyes, as the rest of the globe...
...And that is where you three shall come in. Surely, with others at my side, the convergence from restraint to liberty will hasten quickly.
Do whatever you must. And report any difficulties to me
To the pits goes the ways of this world.
Wh-what the..?
Your markets and your currencies are but a crutch. But I am the healer, and the redeemer. Soon there will be no need for a cane.
?
(What in the hell? He looks just like that guy in black who was with Soul!)
May I enlighten you, child?
What do you think you're doing!? You can't just go destroying whatever you want!
Ah, ah, ah. Not destroying. Freeing. The sins of this world must be cleansed, young one. And this is the road to perfection.
I.. I don't think I know who you are... and right now, I don't care...
...But if you don't stop what you're doing, I'll make you stop! I won't let you hurt anyone!
You do not heed my words. The hurt is required to heal, lad. And I am the sear which must cauterize soci--
Enough! I've had it with your philosophy crap! I'm putting an end to this!
...So be it, then.
You'd best yield, child. You lack the necessary force to--
Hm!?
"Hmh" indeed!
Zounds.
...You do not withhold the capacity for victory. Your attacks are far too weak.
That's all? Because I can hit harder if you'd like.
Faster, too.
Such fast movements..! Surely there must be a limit to this speed!
Just try me.
(I can't dent this guy. None of my attacks are doing any physical damage.)
Be warned, young one. I do not wish to cause harm to you.
How... how could you say that after the harm you could've caused others? You hypocrite.
How sanctimonious can you get? You think you're righteous? I think you're garbage.
...So allow me to articulate that physically.
....!!!
Child. You have tested my patience. I wish not to do more than I must...
...But you leave me without option.
Do your worst.
!?
Too slow, boy. You may have token me by surprise initially... but I can now match your speed.
We'll see about that!
Moreover... I have already seen past your abilities. I now know your weakness, as well.
...Th-that's such a stupid bluff! If you think you have, then prove it!
Woah, okay okay just put the weapon down.
...Okay, so after we had downloaded the weapon data of you OVER bots, we had planned on sending you all on a combat mission against an faction known as the UKR. However...
Come on Hazard, you're up.
*swish*
Ha, love this guy.
!
...That's not good.
HQ, some of the OVER models have shut off. Requesting new ones over. ...What do you mean you know?
As it turns out, you OVER models were built to be variants on Mega Man but one thing was lost in the process; battery life. And since your creator didn't bother to put a port where we could charge you, we were stuck with a bunch of, if you would excuse my words, statues.
So, we hooked ya all up and began running tests on how to repair or replace your batteries and, by you holding your gun at me, it's proof we've been successful.
Wh... where are we?
(Yeah. What are we doing here?)
You'd think me not going to your place and badgering you guys would be a telltale sign that I should be left alone, too. But no.
We're sorry. We didn't have any time to map out a specific location.
It was an emergency. The inmates have escaped, and we couldn't take them out on our own.
Uh-huh. So what mystical new threat to the earth has made itself known now?
Me. A different version, of me. A freak that's acquired enough knowledge and power to get the jump on us.
Really? Again with the whole "trust nobody, not even yourself" thing? I see SOMEONE's running out of material.
It's a long story, but we were tricked with a decoy into giving him the opportunity to give the inmates a way out. Now he's roaming about on the earth, ready to wreak havoc, no doubt. It's only a matter of time before people start to succumb to him.
To be honest, we could use your help. You're one of the strongest friends we know.
...You're offering me to beat the crap out of the biggest emo prick I know with absolutely no downsides? If only Scale were here to see this.
Heh. If only Soul were here to see this.
...
...
...It's extremely obvious that I run on an internal nuclear reactor. How did none of you pick up on this.
...That's a good question...I'm not too sure how but it looks like you took some internal damage regardless.
This place is where...
(Sorry Red, I simply hope you can find the strength to get over her.)
Yup, this is the Dark Deposit. I can't believe it's still here...
*whispers*Why did you come back?
It wasn't for you.
...Hmph.
Youuuu...
Justicators...it hasn't been long enough since I last encountered you lot, has it?
And a splash of paint here and presto, one safe hav-.
...hmm...you would think an infinite eternity's worth of time would make him see the errors of his way but...
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