storm from Legato's armada, but he's starting to feel the effects of getting hit by so many projectiles!
(Ugh, not used to seeing my healthbar this low... even Duracell wasn't able to make me feel THIS outclassed...!)
(Normally, my pride wouldn't allow something like this, but right now my only option is to get the
outta here... and this forbidden technique is just how I'm gonna do it!)
HOLY F
, IS THAT A CONVENIENTLY-PLACED DISTRACTION!?
I can't believe we fell for that.
None of us can, but that's not important right now. In fact, he's probably already left the place.
Now that that's taken care of, though, I have an announcement to make.
Greetings, inhabitants of Magnetic Laboratory. My name's Legato, and as of right now, this entire place is under my control. Anyone who tries to defy me will be put down brutally by me and my army of Mechas, which also includes four Uber-Mechas which were created by my former master for the sake of combating high-level entities.
Some of you might not like the changes I plan to implement, but eventually you're going to learn to give way to me through either fear, respect, or some other factor I haven't listed. However, I'll give you some time to get used to each of these new factors I put in place as to not overwhelm you, since if I did I wouldn't have much of a populace to rule over, now would I?
One more thing before I start rolling out my new agenda for this place, though; If you see anyone with Aeon in their name, KILL. THEM. ON. SIGHT. At least, unless I tell you otherwise. That's all for now, folks, but I'll be back to lay down some new policies soon enough.
Okay. There's gotta be at least 900 more fusion fields for them to search through, so I'd say their odds of finding me on their first try's about... 0.125%, give or take.
(Now, let's see how I'm gonna deal with this Legato chick. I could try to tell Zeta or Legacy about her, but that seems too risky right now. Skull Reaper's also right out, for obvious reasons.)
(...No. My over-reliance on numbers is what let me dig myself into this crater, so the only way to get myself out is to focus on improving MYSELF, at least in terms of power.)
Mission start.
.
The road is like a magnet
Mechas, Geniuses, Emperors, Mutations, Countless more
Even Cells
They appear without care
I fail to join them
None worry why they exist
So who should worry that I want to as well
.
.
The road of L
Why did I think it promised
Why did I think it wanted me
.
those chosen to exist
enjoy your gift
it was not meant for me
...
Well... Hm. That's-
I'm not really sure how to put it. I already knew that the world wasn't perfect, but... I guess all those moments put into perspective just how horrible someone can get just to make sure they get what they want.
....
GBNDJGBNADKJGBNAJKSBGKAJSBGKAJSBGAKJBNGKAJBKGJABSKGJBAKJBGKJBKAJSG!!!!!!! I'M ALIVE.
Oh yeah... I almost forgot. Even a guy like Master has a pampered brat.
Maybe I should wake her up....
Yeah, right. Go ahead and count electric sheep until the end of time for all I care, sleeping beauty.
I get off vibes from her, and those are the last things I need. I'll just say we were playing hide and seek or something. Master's out of touch enough to believe that's something teenagers still do.
...Now that I really think about it, some things don't add up... If he has a daughter, he definitely should have had some kind of wife, or ex-wife, or girlfriend or something. She's either missing, or late. I've asked about the rest of his family, too, but everytime I get around it he always changes the topic.
I also feel... like somehow, I've knew of him even before we met. Maybe I heard his name in passing, or something. But I dunno how.
...Meh. I can press him about that stuff later. Where'd I put that book..? It looked like a spellbook, but with ways to hit people instead of using spells.
...Eh.
Wawa... I... probably wasted enough time here. I have, um, things I should be doing and not putting off...
I should really get going. See you around, High--
...What.
Oh, boy...
Let's end this!
Well... I guess that'll do for introductions.
I probably could have ended that faster, but it's better safe than sorry... besides, the big guns can come later.
(Supposdely, that General guy will show up by the time the tournament starts...)
...I know you're there. And you know I know you're there.
That's true. but I knew you knew I knew you you knew that I was there.
What do you want from me? I'm busy. Thinking. If you have no business with me, go away.
Thinking? That sounds awfully unlike the man known as Walter Oliver, trololol.
I'm not that man. I'm something else, I don't know what. Who I am, what I am... even though I have his memories, my mind and body don't click. I don't know if I should go to my natural instincts or reason.
And speaking of the original Walter... I... I don't think I like him.
Ho? And why is that.
Back when I was still at my most savage, I was obsessed with him. I had this primal urge to fight, and he was the only one who I knew for sure that could keep up. That could compete. Every time I hit him with something hard, he would always come back stronger.
But now, something about him feels wrong to me. I can feel vitriol bubble up when I think about him. As if he...
Took something from you. Correct?
You know something.
I do.
Then tell me.
The truth is... you're far more than just his mirror. But you're at a Xroads. Unable to go beyond what lies on the surface.
If you want to know who you are, you'll have to rise above such troubles... both mentally... and in another battle against your counterpart.
...
If you wish to know more, I can fill u in... you may not know me, but you can have my very word this is no con.
....Sure. But are you sure you don't have any ulterior motives for this....?
....Truthfully, this is a part of my selfisness as //311. But I can most definitively guarantee u... everything we agreed upon... I will honor.
The music changed from before... but I can't get that tune from before out of my head. Get a nostalgic vibe from it.
....
...
I'm probably just getting paranoid... things have been a bit confusing for me as a late, so maybe I'm just getting in my own...
...Head?
Finally... after years of dormancy... it's time to blaze that shit up.
It's time for The Next Episode.
!?
.....
So, it is Snupu Dogu himself... indeed, he is very popular in Japan.
Yeah, but... why's he here? Why now?
You idiots! Zoom out.
But what does that have to do with the damn--
Just do it! We don't have time for this.
I knew it. That's why Snoop Dogg appeared, that's why that damn music was playin'! That's the Illuminati's theme!
!!? What!?
So that's what you're getting at, eh?
And Walter's in the eye of the storm. They've almost definitely been waiting for a chance like this... to hit Walter with Weed Residue, which resets anyone's stats to a hypothetical level one.
And it's especially unlucky Walter got caught up in it this time. He may be a reaper, but almost all his power comes from the results of training and hard work.
....Then we have no choice. Now is the time for us to act.
I'm heading out. This could be Chris Rock at play again, and I have more knowledge of the Illuminati than the rest of you. And it's better we have more people to handle other crisises.
Undastudo. Best of luck, Cina-san.
(a) You're leaving the town?!?!
...I don't know what's out there, how far it goes...
...but Kirby's done so much for me. I don't want him to be stuck by himself if I can help it. I want to be there to help him.
(b) M-Meta Knight, we shouldn't let him just do this and get hurt, should we? We shouldn't, right?!
......Bandanna Waddle Dee has stood by Kirby's side many times. I have firm belief that he can fend for himself at least as long as it takes to find an ally. Maybe even longer.
I won't forgive myself if he fails to survive...but I have little doubt that he can.
(b) ...
Not bad... But let's see what you can do against THIS!
HAH! I don't even have to use my Omega Form for this trick anymore!
...
What's wrong? You want to see what I'm made of, right? Or are you just unable to keep up?
...
...
What the-!?
For crying out loud, Ninja, what on Earth did you think EQUALIZED Attributed Stat Tournament meant!?
I don't know! I just thought they used it for the sake of the acronym, okay!?
...Well, fine. I only got into this form to put an end to this faster, anyways.
...and it just feels like I'm getting nowhere with it, you know?
Yeah, with emphasis on "tried"; I had absolutely no response from either Mighty or Tedd, and with Walter, HT, and Wraith still in the Bermuda Triangle, the amount of interference there won't let me contact them, either. And then there's Rhys, who's busy doing who-knows-what in that Hallowed Desktop of his.
The only other Reaper I'd have a chance of talking to would be Chase, but he's too much of a beginner; Last I check, he's still learning how to even be a Reaper.
...Who?
...And I'm guessing the only reason you're telling me this is because Beta Man and the others are busy, too?
I see, I see... And the rest of the Beta Team?
Hey, you never will until you try. Besides, they're unique individuals, even if they are you.
Alright, cool. Seeya.
...Hey. You ever wonder why Supremo only lets us go into this Timeline?
...Hm...
...Nope, not really.
...
I know where we're headed... directly to our headquarters. Do you think going there will give you some sort of homecourt advantage...? You already know better than that.
Do I?
?
"We're the same. Therefore, our odds must objectively be equal." That's your thought process, right? Or do you think you'd win regardless just because?
Are you implying...?
That's the difference between us. You were born from something artificial. Material. Your knowledge is based on all that you know and perceive, and therefore you set yourself to the standards of such.
Me? I could never be so peasantly as to accept mediocrity, or compromise my pride for anything. It's true rationale is of great importance....
You're not human. You're artificial, made by external sources shaped into something trying to pass off as such. Which is why you just going off of what you know, not what you think.
Stop dodging it an accept the truth. You know as well as I do that in this world, there is nothing but facts. Everything is or isn't. You can't say it's not just because you feel like it.
You've wasted both of our time with this nugatory psuedobabble. If you've finally finished, go ahead and try whatever last trick you have up your sleeve. It won't work, I know the ins and outs just as well as you do.
....
I wanted to monologue a bit more, but it's your funeral. Activate Protocol: 0100100101101100011011000110110101100001011010110110010101111001011011110111010101100101011000010111010001110100011010000110111101110011011001010111011101101111011100100110010001110011
...And now you're making up false protocols? Seriously? How hath the mighty fallen. At this rate, I'll be the one and only Sca
Aagh!!?
So, you were saying?
WhWHAT..!?... HohoWHOW is... HOWWW...!?!??
Pretty strange, right? We're the "same", so you should have been aware of this emergency protocol yourself. How I foresee something but not you?
The answer is... I didn't. I just assumed I'd have an emergency command for this exact situation that would single out a fake due to the wrong genetic makeup.
!!? 1?!11!@? 1?!?!?22!?!1?!?21!22?1!21!2!@
Of course, it'd be a problem if they knew of this exact same protocol as well. So, I came to the completely logical conclusion that I probably already made the emergency protocal in the past, and erased my own memory so no one would know about in it a situation like such.
The numbers were a guess, though.
!!!!! !!!!!!?!?!?!?!!? !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?!?!?@?!!?!!!!!?!!!!!?!!!!?!!!!!!!?!!
You understand what I mean now, right? You could never come up with such a thing, because you're not like me. You may think remotely similar, contrast to 99.9% of other lifeforms...
...But you don't have the ego, as well.
So. This the guy known as Walta Oliva, huh? Ain't seem like much to me anymore.
Wh-what's that supposed to mean? | Walter Oliver | Level: 1 | Energy: 10 Attack: 9 | Defense : 7 Speed: 7
Means you're weaker than eva befo', due to that Weed Residue m'boi. Take a look at your stats....
Wait a minute...
But... I still feel kinda funny from the end of my last fi--
--D'aw! That's just mean! | Walter Oliver | Level: 1 | Energy: 10 | Attack: 2 ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ | Defense : 1 ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ Speed: 1 ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼
Heard you was looking for a real fight. How 'bout now?


.... | Booftton | Levels: 420 | Energy: 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 | Attack: 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 | Defense: 60,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 | Speed: 50,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000
Oh, curse words...!
Doobie.
!
Damn! Yous still alive? How the *cough cough* hell?
Precision beats speed, and timing beats power. There are subtle tells in the way your little friends act before they attack, things not even they would notice.
Also I can teleport.
Good for you.... but'cha know, you'll remain a level one until the one the Weed Residue came from is defeated. And running away from all these attacks ain't gonna make that happen any faster.
Doobie!
You might not be wrong there. However...
!?!??
You look confused. Those are my two special moves!
And!? You're somehow still sendin' these fools flyin' for a loop regardless! What are ya, a hacker!?
Well, just because I'm sorta strong doesn't mean it was only reason why they worked. I've been training these techniques for about a decade, all so they'd be skilled enough to have these effects.
Really, I just polished them to the point where... well... I don't remember the last time they've lost to another move. So I think I did something right!
Don't think it'll be as easy dealin' with the Lethal MLG as it is for you those four.
Heheh.
I know that wasn't a special technique of yours. What gives, Wiz Kid?
Well. All I did was use the momentum of your own attack, and turned it onto you yourself. On my own, all I would have done was hurt myself. But since you leaned into it, I was able to divert most of the power that would have been used to hurt me.
So you used Newton's Third Law to your own advantage...? Cleva, I'll give you that one.
New Tin's Third wha...? Sorry, I just like hitting people.
Hmph. A simple guy, this Wizzle Olizzle.... but if I heard ya right... didn't you say you avoided "most" of the damage, and not all...?
Crud... | Walter Oliver | Level: 1 | Energy: 0.1/10 | Attack: 2 ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ | Defense : 1 ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ Speed: 1 ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼
Just like I thought. You shifted the surface of only the majority of where the attack went... the most miniscule portion you kept, but that's still enough to screw ya hard.
(He's right. I was able to land a good one on him, but I had to sacrifice a lot just to do that... I might be able to hold him off with my attacks, but even if they outpriority him, with my stats as they are that doesn't mean they'll be able to do real damage to him.)
(If I use that, I could probably still beat him. But I'm not sure if it's too soon....)
Urk…heh…!
(D-damn…That…)
(That was my favorite shirt…)
You were aiming that at me?!
I knew you’d dodge.
BURNNNN
Think you aught to chill out.
HAHAHAHAHA!
Big mistake pal.
...You know…I know you're supposed to be my deepest darkest desires given groovy form or whatever…but I’m pretty sure I’m not secretly wanting to be this much of a mood-killer.
You know he’s not dead.
Welp…gotta celebrate the victories you can you know…
And what do you do when you're faced with the inevitable defeat? Just gonna pose on your friend's graves?
...
You know…I thought you’ve learned from the other two. A shame really.
What are you talking about?
See…
This is why I should be in charge of the chair. All three of you, flawed in your own way. Ghost’s tendency to stick to and whine about the past, Guardian’s tendency to only care about the present, abandoning plotlines and lives when he sees fit, and your tendency to hope for a future that could never come, not really caring if the future is doomed or not.
It’s all messed up, all wrong, it’s al-
Kinda almost feel insulted by that lmao. Not even just me, but all three of us. I mean… come on, you know we’re more complicated than that. You act like we’re just one-note characters or somethin.
But I am right, aren't I. Blind faith…in fate.
...Don’t see anything wrong with that. What happens….happens, it all works out, always does.
If you truly believed that, I wouldn’t be here would I?
...
Face it.
I am the future.
You took too long and now it’s to the point where you're doing more harm than good. Give it up man. Don’t force me to take it from you.
You know I c-
So…we got a three way fight going on right now…that right?
BURN…HahahaHAHAHA BURNNNN BURNNNNN BURNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!
This is for the future Wraith. A future that I know deep down you want. But unlike you.. I’m gonna take the initiative and make it come true!
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