Worship wipes a tear from his eye.

Aheheh... hahah... ha...
Are... are you done?
For now.
Laugh all you want, but the truth is still the truth.
Yeah, sure. If you're so good, then why are you here, huh?
...I passed out again.

Worship takes a sip of coffee, before putting his mug down.

Mhm. And if I recall correctly, you said you had help before, right? Could you have accomplished what you did alone?
....No.
I had a feeling.

And then I'M like "Excuse ME for not controlling the color of the font I speak in, DWEEB! THIS here's as natural to me as those five fingers on your HANDS!"
*indeterminable cartoon onomatopoeia that plays on telephones*
He's an idiot. Well, they both are. Except the BLUE one is dumber than the other. You're a lot like him.
*indeterminable cartoon onomatopoeia that plays on telephones*
Fine. FINE. Forget what I said, then. How's 'OrtEnsIa' doing?
Oof. I should really start de-transforming when I'm given the opportunity to...
Too bad so sad. I gotta go. I'll call ya back.
*click noise*

Worship turns to the location of the voice.

I told you to get lost, didn't I? I don't want to hear it from you unless we're in a fight.

Walter gets up.

Don't talk to me with that voice. I'm not yours to push around. And FYI, I was in a fight. And guess what? I won!
You wo--...
...*snrrrk!*
Look. while you were spending your time as "potential incarnate" being a lazy dummy, me and other people took down a genuine threat to the galax--
OHOH HOH HOH HOH! HOHOHOHAHAHAHAH! AHAHAHAH! AHAH! OHHH! AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAH!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAH! AH! OH! HE-- HE SAYS HE-- HE WOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAH AH HAH HAAAAAAAH *cough* *cough* *wheeeeeeeeeeeze*aahahahaAHAHAHAAAAAAAAH! AHAH! HEHEEHOH! OOOHOOOHOOHOO! OOOHHOHOHAHAHAH! OH MY-- HEAH! OH! AHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

---

A long yet sheathed blade immediately blocks the blur's path.

Galacta Knight falls, rendered unconscious by the might of the Legendary Beasts.

...WAIT. THAT'S IT? A LOT MORE ANTICLIMATIC THAN I HAD ANTICIPATED. QUITE THE ANTITHESIS TO AN ANTIQUE MEMORY.
If you could've did that the entire time, why didn't you?
BECAUSE I COULDN'T. WHEN WE HAD GOTTEN HERE I WAS RUNNING ON FUMES. IT'S ONLY BECAUSE OF OUR VISITORS HERE-- AND EVEN MORESEO A RIDICULOUS AMOUNT OF LUCK-- THAT I COULD SUMMON THEM.
AS A MATTER OF FACT, I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW I'M STILL IN THIS STATE AS WE SPEAK. I SHOULD HAVE RAN OUT OF STAMINA ABOUT A POST OR TWO AG--
*heritage for the future K.O.*

Walter collapses. Scale catches his dropping body.

Weirdest president I've ever met. Then again, he's also the only president.
I really need to get back in touch with the earth.
But you won't because you can't live with the regret of losing your son and daughter, right?
WHAT!?
What? Did I say something wrong?
...No. (I need a psychiatrist.)
Anyway, this still isn't over. He still needs to reverse what he's done.

Slowly, Galacta Knight's mask begins to tear... before shattering, as does the rest of his appearance, reverting him back to his regular self. The Dark Metas stop spawning.

Damn you..
Wait, so did he not always look pink with the green eyes? I'm confused.
Not so fun when you're on the receiving end, is it?

Jet Black raises his sword... while his white costume begins to dissolve, in favor of a black one.

...I just had to open my mouth. Time limits. They're like the hairline to my Kobe Bryant.
I SHOULD PROBABLY SETTLE THIS BEFORE I'M NEXT TO FALL INTO THE UNSACRED DEPTHS OF ANTICLIMATICISM.

Walter begins to approach Galacta Knight... who stands ready.

I KNOW NOT HOW YOU HAVE BEEN UNSEALED Actually how is it that you have been unsealed?, BUT REGARDLESS, IT IS TIME YOU LEARN JUST HOW MUCH YOUR ACTIONS HAVE COME TO HARM THOSE AROUND YOU.
MOSTLY I'M JUST GOING TO INCAPACITATE YOU NOW.. I BELIEVE EVERYONE HERE WOULD LIKE THAT.
...
AFTER THAT I'M GOING TO LET YOUR DEAR FAMILIARS DECIDE WHAT TO DO WITH YOU. AND THEN I'LL GET TO BRAG TO THAT ONE PSYCHOPATHIC VOICE IN MY HEAD THAT I AM CAPABLE WITHOUT HIM. AH JEEZ SAYING THAT OUT LOUD MAKES IT SOUND A LOT WORSE THAN IT ACTUALLY IS. REGARDLESS...
...YOU WILL MEET YOUR JUSTICE!! COURTESY TO THE THREE LEGENDARY GODS!

Walter puts a hand into the air, blasting three beacons of light-- each with it's own primary color-- into the sky.

The first beacon begins to rise...



The second beacon begins to rise...



AND NOW, THIRD OF ALL...

The third beacon begins to rise....



NOW, SLIFER! OBELISK! RA! ATTACK THAT RUDE FIEND DIRECTLY!
!
LLLLLLLEGENDARY! LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!

The three Divine Beats combine their powers, creating an inconceivably powerful combination of raw strength , as well as producing an energy blasts which engulfs Galacta Knight whole.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Dark Galacta tries to ward off the combination, but nonetheless takes damage, also receiving a Nega Impact from Scale and his several other robots, sending down onto the ground.

Rrrrgh!

Dark Galacta Knight rises, flying into the air again.

You... all of you are nothing but cowards. Cowards that rely on others to compensate for what they should themselves.

Dark Galacta readies a cartoonishly long Revolution Sword, hoisting it into the air.

That is why I will be victorious. Because it is I who stands in the darkness alone!

As Dark Galacta tries to bring it down to the ground.... something stops it in it's tracks.

SHUT UP...
!

Galacta Knight is then dealt a devastating blow to the back of the head... by Walter!

YOU IDIOT!!! YOU'RE THE ONLY COWARD I SEE HERE!

Dark Galacta is subsequently hit with a powerful backhand.

YOU FAULT PEOPLE FOR RELYING ON OTHERS, BUT THEY HOLD SOMETHING BEYOND YOUR COMPREHENSION. THEY HOLD TRUST IN ONE ANOTHER. AND THAT IS THE BRAVEST FORM OF STRENGTH ONE CAN HAVE.

Walter stomps the ground, creating a shockwave that bumps DGK back into the air, leaving Jet Black open to slam Galacta Knight back down with the blunt end of his sword.

IF NUMBERS ARE SUCH A WEAK POINT, WHY DO YOU SUMMON MINIONS TO FIGHT? IF YOU TRULY ARE SATISFIED WITH YOURSELF, THEN WHY DO YOU DESTROY? DID YOU FEAR POP STAR?
I FEAR NOTHING!

In an instant Walter appears in front of Dark Galacta.

THEN BRING IT BACK. ALONG WITH EVERY OTHER HOME TO LIFE YOU'VE DOOMED.

DGK summons a Rising Spine down on Walter, which is redirected. The latter counteracts by slamming Galacta Knight square in the face with a Plus Ultra Smash!

NOW!

Walter grabs Jelly Jiggler by the would-be ankle, spins him around at extreme speeds, before launching him headfirst at Dark Galacta!

---

Nega Impact (Shadow/Impact) Scale elbows the target, infusing antimatter particles in them which shortly detonate.
Rising Spine (Swift/Electric)- Galacta Knight calls forth a mystical batch of lightning which rains down on the opponent.
Plus Ultra Smash (Impact)- The user dashes forward with a unblockable punch aimed directly at the target, doing colassal damage and inflicting Wall Bounce. Is a guaranteed Critical Hit.

Wall Bounce - After being hit, the target bounces off of an invisible surface, sending them spiraling back into the air and leaving them open for more attacks. Attacks that use this status effect can not inflict it more than twice in one string of combinations.

D'oh, woah.
Heh. Looks like it's the end of the line for you.
Not again... NOT AGAIN!!

More Dark Metas spawn in, the rate of their population slowly growing.

Ugh... normally I'd spent time lecturing you on why you'll keep going down...
But I think enough words have been said.

Walter subsequently transforms.

As soon as we win, you're going to reverse everything you've done.
I'd sooner meet you lot in Hell!

Galacta Knight fires a strengthened Dark Great Space-Time Killing Laser, which Walter (whilst grabbing Scale and Jelly Jiggler) and the mysterious swordsman each jump away from on different sides.

Die!

Zipping over, Galacta Knight kicks Walter out of Fenoc's exopshere and into an orbiting moon, sending Knight Beam 1024,000,000,000's flying after him. Before he can pursue him, though, he is surrounded by a legion of robots.

Stop. You violated the law. Pay the court a fine or serve your sentence. Your stolen goods are now forfeit.

Each of them begin pelting antimatter blasts at Dark Galacta, forcing him to fly back... into an extremely sharp sword-slash from a Sharp Blade...

You're not going anywhere.

---

Overshadow (Cutter/Shadow) A thin, yet sharp, strong katana blade made out of the alloy known as Katchin. Does the same amount of damage normally as it would doing super-effective damage.

....Heh. Shows that guy who's boss.

The dust clears... revealing an irked individual.

Hrnn.... damn you...
He's still standing?
You can't be serious.
I've had a change of heart. I'll take my time killing the three of you.
...It's the particles.
?
The antimatter particles. One half of the opposing charges are also made up of the person on the receiving end. But combined, they result in complete annihilation. Or, it WOULD, if this were the raw, unstabilized version.
That's why the attack still hurt him anyway. It does a fixed percentage of damage.
I get what you're saying. In other words... I'm gonna be the MVP.
Only if you can quit being yourself for ten minutes and keep your ego in check.

A barrage of energy spears suddenly pierce the four of them!

The day's still young!
I grow weary of your incessant babbling. Keep your incessant babbling for the afterlife!

The Dark G-man raises his lance, with familiar creatures beginning to materialize from thin air.

They let Robot Masters use the same type as the core, as well as reduce any damage they might take from the same core-type to almost zero.

Rocket Metal seems to be flying away.

Hmph. Serves that machine well.
Yeaaah, I'm calling bull. You guys didn't even fight for most of the time! You just... stood there! Menacingly!
False.

Pinky turns to the Rogues.

We were having a staring contest. It blinked.
Huh? But why woulda silly little machine like dat need'ta blink for?
To show it's processing data. Idiot.
If you'll excuse me... there are more pressing matters than the likes of staring contests... Such as the reason why you've come here.
....Ahahahah, well, you see, me and my buddies were trying to explore the--
We're looking for treasure.

Jet gives Wave a mean look.

That seems to be the case... and you've found it.
Found what? We're so lost right n--
Y'mean this?

Storm holds up the orb they found.

Indeed.
*facepalm*

...
....Hey...

Defteros, concerned, reaches out for Proteus... before Proteus is slammed down, an unforseen blur landing on him.

Uh--!?

Proteus doesn't move.

...Hah. Well, it looks like today's my lucky day!...Wait... Hold on a minute...

The figure begins to take closer inspection...

...
No... you aren't him.....
Um, sir? Can you please let go of--

Defteros is promptly blasted into the nearest object.

Defteros, Proteus and everyone else pop back onto the earth.

...
Yeah.... spent too much time with 'dis guy 'ta know where dis is 'goin.
As have I. Many apologies, my comrade.

Everyone besides Defteros begins to leave. A hand is placed on Proteus's shoulder. Pad.

Nobody's* going to hold it against you if you break down.
Sheeeesh. You really have it out for the poor guy.
Oh, I don't know. Perhaps perpetually being referred to as "WHORE" can do that?
I don't remember him calling you that.
I read his mind.
You are just the biggest violator, aren't you?

As the remaining people leave, (again, besides Defteros) Proteus stands still.

...

---

*'Nobody' as in 'everyone'.

Dark Galacta Knight spots the mirror from the corner of his eye, but at that moment is struck by the Daikon Radish, which while he does not sell... does regain his attention.

...More volunteers.

DGK raises his lance, with little effort blocking a slow-traveling, buffed up punch from Walter. Several long seconds later, he then casts his shield, blocking a katana slash that seems to move in almost slow motion speeds.

Nng!
Urgh! (How? we both struck at the exact same time.)

The both of them hit the ground with a heavy thud. Before DGK can proceed, a dark-blue barrier suddenly surrounds DGK.

What!?
So... How much do you know about antimatter particles? Squirm, and your molecules'll go to war with the ones around you.

Walter and the swordsman person both get up.

Why.... why are you even doing this? What's the point?
....Simpleton. Why do beasts go to war? Why do champions fight amongst themselves?
To establish their strength. To maintain pride in themselves. To make their presence feared and known. Do you truly Pop Star was the only planet I devastated?
What?
What are you trying to imply?
That without strength in mind, life is meaningless. And now that I am free from the shackles known as the past, I can carve my power throughout the entirety of the galaxy... no... the universe.
I hold equal power to recreate as I have destroyed... but rest assured... I have NO intention to do the formermost such.

Walter clenches his fist.

That's not your choice to make. ESPECIALLY seeing where you are right now. Scale.
Hnh.

Scale snaps his fingers, releasing the field of matter around DGK in a wide explosion.

Again. I'm aware of my presence and it's would-be consequences...

The figure speaking holds up a stop-watch looking gadget.

The more times we hop to areas that aren't ours, The more of a temporal conundrum it creates. Something it seems I haven't noticed yet...
Speaking of whom...

Will looks over to the Time Wall, displaying the aforementioned individual in space.

That boy... I fear he would be in trouble. It would seem hasn't yet recuperated the strength to defend at the required capacity.
Then we should interfere, stat.

Rambo moves... but the figure from before stops him.

Heeeeey. Let's not act too prematurely, now. This is what he needs.
Are you suggesting he should die?
Although that is open to argument... that's not what I'm refering to, John. Take a look at it this way... Hard times create strong men. Strong men create good times. Good times create weak men. And, weak men create hard times.
You get what I'm saying. If he wants to become powerful, he'll need to rely on himself and his power. Both of them have to. Not that either of them any friends to begin with.
Besides, he already has help. Babying the fool means he won't learn a damn thing... I found that much out the hard way.
Then what do you suggest we get done?
For starters... plan. Plan to stop that Minnish monster.... Plan for the sake of the space-time continuum.... And for perhaps the worst of all... plan for when he shows up to finish what he started.

---

The force of the pressure begins to rise exponentially. Walter, the swordsman, and Scale struggle to keep their footing.
Damn.
*very very loud battle cry that spans across the entire galaxy and the spanning galaxies hmmm wow it sure would be easy for someone to overhear it*
This is not good.
What clued you in!?
By the time I had came, I was about as strong as him. But he keeps letting out more and more power.
...That so, huh?
Gnagh!

Walter suddenly bulks up in size and muscle, his blue shirt tearing apart.

I, for one, don't condone several acts of mass genocide. Let's teach this no-good-doer a thing or two about the price of villainy.

.....

---

HISSSS!
GRABLUDAHBUBAH!
Yeah, yeah, whatever. Shouldn't you be fightin' a threat to the universe or somethin'? Or do you just have ANOTHER excuse to annoy me?
Just a thought. A serious one.
When we handled that resevoir of power... you said I couldn't handle it. But you were able to take it, and in the past, you've even managed to utilize full power with no problem. Except for the strain, anyway. So... what gives?
....Easy.
It's cuz I'm just better than you.
...Run that by me again?
I'm your potential incarnate, dumbass. If we were to tango right now, I would mop the floor with you. I'm you're superior in every way.
Except for proper usage of homophones and not being a psychopathic murderer, it seems.
And that's why you're stuck here trying to beat Marie 300% while I'm chewing ass and kicking bubblegum.
Unlike the OTHER one.
Huh?
It'll all make sense later. Now, I answered ya damn question, didn't I?
SO, BEAT IT!
Ah, ah, Hoo~!

---

....

Suddenly, a strong burst of force blows Walter, Jelly Jiggler, Scale, and the mysterious swordsman person back!

CHEESE AND RICE, MOONY!

A blur suddenly slams into the ground next to the trio, creating a large crater.

Urgh! He's strong...

LISTEN TO ME YOU LITTLE HOPELESS SELFISH GARBAGE INGRATE EXCUSE FOR AN OPTIMIST MY NAME IS WALTER NOT OLIVER IT HAS NEVER BEEN OLIVER AND IT WILL NEVER BE OLIVER THE NEXT TIME YOU REFER ME AS OLIVER I WILL DEDICATE THE REST OF MY POWER TO GIVING YOU AS MUCH ENDLESS PAIN AND SORROW SUFFERING AS HUMANELY POSSIBLE I WILL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB AND PLACE YOU IN A NEVER-ENDING WORLD OF TORTURE UNTIL ALL YOU KNOW IS SADNESS ANGER HATRED AND YOU HAVE LOST THE WILL TO LIVE DO YOU UNDERSTAND!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Yep! I'm really sorry, Mr. Walter!

Walter returns to normal.

It's all good. Try not to say it again.
I hate to interrupt "Demon King President" President?-- but we're getting off topic.
Righteo then, chap. Mine humblest apologies.

Walter turns to everyone else.

Ya'll dudes gotta go. Like, ASAP.
That's what I've been saying.

Proteus gets in Walter's face.

Yeah!? Why do I have to go?
Because I asked Matter if there's any way you'd die, and he said there's a 94% chance you would end up take a death-dealing blow that's meant for Defteros.
...
I'm just joking. Or AM I?
Look. You passed out almost exerting yourself. You're out of shape.

He's right, ya know.

How are you so sure you can be of any use?
I think (I'm able to help), therefore I am (able to help)!
That's not how Descartes' assertion works.
Well, sorry. In any case, you all may object to my decision here...
...But I'm afraid this isn't a democracy.
DON'T YOU DARE

Walter winks, teleporting everyone but Jelly Jiggler, himself and Scale.

...If you could teleport anything and anyone, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELEPORT US HERE BY YOURSELF!?!?
I didn't feel like it.

Proteus watches the ongoing conflict.

....He's... putting up a fight...
I mean, yeh. Otherwise, der wouldn't even had been one.
Why is this such a big deal? In any case, we Should be finding a way to leave and get back to the earth.
I concur. Space isn't particularly known for being... safe...
WHY!

Proteus stamps his feet.

WHY DOES HE GET TO PUT UP A FIGHT WHEN I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO DO SO MUCH AS LIFT A PINKY!? NO ONE SHOULD SURPASS ME! NO ONE SHOULD BE COMPARABLE TO MY POWER!
Oh, don't stew! You're plenty powerful!
Damn right there. He has the strongest superiority complex I've ever seen!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
...Poor choice of words perhaps?
I'd say you still have being edgy going for you, but to be honest... it feels more like a very strong, overwhelming, angst. It's like.... a self-pity aura.
Stop it, you guys. Can't you see you're hurting his feelings?
Y'mean that's not the point?

Proteus's rage quells further.... until he hears a familiar voice.

Woah... looks like someone needs to get their together.
!

---

---

Woahohohoh, no. nononononono.
Yes, yes yes yes yes. You're the one who spent your time scolding me.
Yeah, well, you might as well take a hike.
Is that a disembodied voice?
*sigh* Look. You either turn around, ask me who I am, or both. You know what-- just-- just-- look behind you.

Succubus Woman turns around... to see 2 and 3 quarter morons standing behind them.

Hi.
*GASP!* OLIVER! I KNEW I RECOGNIZED THAT VOICE SOMEWHERE!
...
..."oliver"..... ehehehehah.... hooheeehah....heh...

Two individuals drop down simultaneously.. A smaller one with wings, and a tail, and a larger, bulkier, robot-looking one.

Well... I've gotta say. You aren't a half-bad opponent. You might be the first half-decent challenge I've found for who knows how long!
Hmph. And and the very least, it would seem you're not COMPLETE cannon fodder.... or at least, perhaps you wouldn't be...
...If you actually GOT SERIOUS instead of half-assing your punches. For your information... I don't take so kindly to people looking down on me.
You noticed... eh?
Of COURSE I noticed! What do you take me for? Some kind of fool!?

The second figure points to the first.

The REAL fool would be the one who thinks they'd be able fight me while holding back and live to tell the tale.
Hey, I wouldn't be so tense if I were you. Besides... it's pretty obvious YOU weren't at full power, either.

The first one turns around, folding his arms.

But you're right. I HAVE been holding back. But not because I don't respect you.... But because there's someone else.
A long time arch-rival of mine that I plan on settling the scores with soon enough. And when that time comes... I'm giving it everything I've got.

The first figure rears his head around.

Besides... don't tell me you've never had that sort of person in your life before.
...

The second powers down.

...Drgh! Shut up!

The second figure begins to walk away until he hears a:

Although...

He turns back around.

'Course, if it's a fight you still want.... I know someone who's probably strong enough to fit the bill.

The first figure points up.

In space is his army, but perhaps you'll be able to find him without one. Coordinates are {DATA IRRECEIVABLE,} in a galaxy north east from here.
...

The second figure turns back around, beginning to rise into the air.

...If this is all some lie to keep me away... You'll pay dearly.
We'll see, pal. We'll see.

The second figure flies away. The second...

Hnh. What a battlefreak. Then again... I don't really have much room to speak...