Akasha Stratum

[You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] Eyes open and witness an interesting sight. An unfamiliar space to most, a large, pink sky. It was as if gazing at a relieving sunset as all floated on nothing at all, feeling comfortable and elated. A relaxing look into the great infinity, cool winds blowing and caressing your skin with a gentle touch, soothing your soul. Others upon others could see friends, but not many of them. They were recognizable, named heroes in their latest forms and attires before the catastrophe hit. Surely... this... was Heaven? This was... the reward for all efforts? Making it to God's Kingdom, the final frontier of salvation? The sparkling in everyone's eyes seemed to believe so, and hoped it so. But there were no pearly gates, just an odd, floating device in the air for reasons unknown.

... Then it hit like a truck.

You don't go to Heaven if your entirety has been deleted.

Yukino rationalized this, and was confused. She still stood in her cyborg body as well... what is this? Her face drew a perplexed glance to others and the space about them. It seemed like those who made it out alive that were named heroes had all bring transported to this foreign realm with their physical forms in tact. Just to confirm, the woman stretched and bent her fingers, sure enough that it was her robotic body. This was an eerie sensation, as she was certain she was eaten with the Earth like everyone else... Did doomsday hit? Or, how did they get here? Where was the rest of the human population? Why just them?


A calming, echoing voice resounded in the minds of all those present... [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.]. The lovely scenery and invisible floor were blown away, now showing a background of space, and the last heroes stood on what seemed like a canyon detached from... everything. As if this one wasteland was all that survived. Leviathan's angry shouting bombarded everyone's ears as they witnessed the colossal Original Deletor, Egorg coming down like a meteor with the Gear Dragon of Gear Chronicle in its claw. Slamming down into the lonely terrain, Chronojet Dragon was dragged across it, then hurled through jagged spikes of rock. The combo was extended by Egorg's tail whipping outward, hitting the Mediator, and flinging him back to the evil incarnate, who proceeded to press him down into the dirt, then continuously punch and claw - striking the time lord. "Chronojet Dragon!" Yukino shouted, despite her despair and resignation caused by him not appearing, she still... somehow found it in her to care. That voice and being transported here... this must be where the Akashic Record resides, and someone saved them all to do something. ... But what?! The invincible destroyer had stopped beating down Chronojet Dragon, straddling her target as she looked toward the gallery. Egorg moved on its own as the human form – Tomozo – came out of the alien horror, glancing at the surviving champions with confusion. … Yukino's eyes widened at the lost gaze of her sworn enemy... she didn't know they would be here! This revelation was cut short with an evil smirk, having her second body slam a claw into Chronojet Dragon, who grunted and wheezed in response. “Welcome to the end, my scrumptious treats! I'm still hungry, so I've brought you all here to toy with my food!” Leviathan jeered menacingly, floating away from the wounded Gear Dragon, confronting mankind and blocking their view of the small device that held all of time in it. Yukino couldn't confirm it, but Leviathan must have just lied. Looking over to Chronojet... did he bring them here? Or did the voice?

“... Doesn't matter, really.” Nemesis reasoned, as all that mattered was that they were here.

“Hey, what's goin' on?!” A hollow echo spoke up, burly and sort of sleazy in tone. Looking back, they saw a man who was erased: Bashiro Hakaisha as a glowing spirit. Nemesis was a little more than shocked by this, and saw a number of other spirits around. Her Trump Card: Aoi wasn't among them... but there were definitely names and no-names around. Though very few compared to the army they had. The Chosen Sword explained that this was the end of everything, and someone brought them all here to fight an... impossible battle. The ghosts must've been returned by that entity too, or Leviathan did it, as her expression was far more sinister at the sight of specters about.

“There is nothing you can do to me, I am an invincible Divine Power. Chronojet's gift does not work against me, my lifelink has been severed with my rebirth, and I no longer have a need for my cage: 'Harbinger', as I am already an immortal being! I am the God of Hyperdeath, you can't do anything to me! So I'll play with you – kill you over and over - until I'm satisfied... until I've had my fill right before I end all of existence!!”

The Waving Deletor was giving them a chance from her own arrogance... a chance they weren't even really sure what to do with. She wasn't wrong on anything she just said. She's still invincible, and there's no Sovereign for them to attack in order to damage her!! So what do they do?! What do they do but die and be tortured by the psychopathic deity?!

“... I...” Yukino understood there was nothing else to do but try, having Star-vaders at her arsenal, but not Ahmes... Of course... Try fruitlessly, in full conscious. “We... have to... This is our only chance... Because what's left to lose... but... everything else?”

Karin blinked. She suddenly found herself in... A very familiar room. Light was everywhere, and she felt like she was on air- Completely weightless. This was... The Akasha Straum?

Of course. That only made sense... The world must have ended. They all died.

Only Leviathan and Chronojet were here- "Chronojet?!"

A number of voices spoke to everyone- First a voice unrecognizable, then Leviathan, then Yukino... To "Wait", to "Suffer", then to "Hope". It all sounded the same to Karin at this point, who was still tired from their war... but Yukino was right. What more did they have to lose? The answer... Nothing. They couldn't lose anything more, so they may as well go down fighting. If, by some millionth miracle, something turned the tides, they'd at least be ready for it when it came. If not, well... It didn't matter at this point.

"Fine, then." Karin said, her armor appearing around her. "Win or lose, it doesn't matter. All I can do now is fight."

Darren opened his eyes to see the wasteland that was the nothingness of the universe. There were two warring beings. Chronojet and the Leviathan. Was this really the end of it all. He was prepared for what happened and now... Chronojet was all that was left. The last hope. Darren grinned as he stood up at the chance given to him.

"A little more? Yeah, right..." Darren said as his body began to surge with his aura. "If I've still got power, I can still fight! If you don't kill me, I'll get stronger. If you do kill me, I'll get even stronger! If everything's already gone, let's have fun for eternity!"

Was this a final chance, or the final fate for them? Darren didn't care either way. He could still fight and he would. If they somehow did the impossible one more time and won, everything could be fixed. If not... they would still be here. Either way, he could enjoy himself fighting forever.

"Let's bring the big bitch down one last time or try again until we do!"

Trinity's specter suddenly appeared next to Darren, in the form that she had been upon her death. "If you have room for a dead traitorous soul, I will also give my support." The Edict Star-Vaders held her blade at ready, smiling at Darren before staring at what had once been her Mistress. Even though she had been brainwashed in Harbinger's service and was now free of that, Trinity could still feel lingering effects to that servitude and even retained the memories. Especially as she was still a part of the Link Joker clan. "...I hope there is some part in you that will forgive me Lady Harbinger. But I cannot allow the happiness of everyone to be extinguished. Even those you cherished. Come my comrades!" And so by the call of Halcyon, her Star-Vaders and Reverses appeared behind her. "Let us put a stop to this madness once and for all! TO ARMS!!" Her army shouted a battle roar, ready to take down the God of Hyperdeath no matter how impossible it was.

Darren's eyes went wide as he saw Trinity right there. Even though she was in specter form, it still meant it was really her. He smiled back to her before turning back to the beast that was ready to kill them over and over for her own amusement. "Looks like you're finally making use of the choice I helped you find," he said to Trinity. "Happy to see you again, even if its like this." Something about this filled his fighting spirit even more. Life or death, it didn't matter. He was a fighter and he would continue to fight.

Neo woke up and the next thing he knew he was in some type of space dimension or something. Chronojet and Levathian were in the center and everyone else was here as well. The one thing we didnt want to happen actually happened.. the world has ended. Nothing was left.. and it seemed everyone else was here.

Neo then noticed Darren, Karin and Trinity from a distance. What was left to do?.. Fight just to die? Then to repeat the process?..

"Im going to keep fighting no matter what! Even if I die and keep coming back only to repeat death in the face! I will fight no matter what!" Neo said

Sure it was impossible, But Neo was never a quitter. Especially not now.

Darren was glad to fight alongside Trinity. Even if he had no hope of winning, he would rather die fighting than to give up and wait.

The battle itself started in Darren's favor. He had little to no damage for quite a long time. Then again, Leviathan seemed unwilling to do much damage at all. He remembered that she would focus on ending the battle outside of damage, so if he ended the fight fast enough it wouldn't matter.

Darren's Daidragon was deleted and he immediately guarded against damage. He rode his True Ultimate Dimensional Robo Great Daikaiser and synchronized with the unit. With Leigon, the two heroes, Daikaiser and Daiyusha, were together on the field. There was no limit break and not enough soul for an extra critical, but a Daiwolf saw to Leviathan taking two damage from the attack.

He was then deleted once again and he had to watch as 5 units from his deck were deleted before he could see what they even were. He didn't guard, taking every attack and being pushed from one damage to 4 in an instant. The damage was enough to force him to his knees. He spat up blood and grinned as he said, "Is that really all you've got? Because I still have to get even stronger!"

He rode over the deleted units, devolving Daikaiser to his Super Dimensional Robo form. Goyusha came next. He send Darren's hand into the soul and opened a dimensional gate that lead to a Cross Breakride. Ultimate Dimensional Robo Great Daikaiser appeared. With the help of break ride and a 3000 power up skill, it was a 26000 attacker with a boost. Limit Break then activated, creating a power that mimicked Stride.

It moved to strike and the demonic god brought forth almost all of her resources to stop it. He drove check two units. One was Daibattle. One more trigger, or a grade 3 and he would break through. He could surpass a god. The check was... Kaiser Greater... A Grade 1. He had failed. Next Leviathan showed an actual Stride, a god that deleted his unit, locked his rear, and one final unit was Banish Deleted. That made thirteen.

Darren was surrounded by Void energy. It bound him down. He closed his eyes as he knew he wasn't able to win... not this time. "Daikaiser, Daiyusha... I wasn't strong enough..." he said as Leviathan prepared to rip out his very soul. "Trinity... I couldn't keep... my promise..."

And with that... only darkness.

This was ridiculous, Leviathan was just trying to make everyone cry more than they already did. At this point, nobody was sure if they believe hard enough, or just rain out of tears to not break into hysterical sobbing. Or at least, that was the case for Nemesis. "I thought I told you... Endlessly isn't long enough to stop me." Cero Kirguis mocked not death, but hyperdeath even though Yukino herself could see Cero was honestly not going to fare any better than anyone else here. Still, a nervously sweating Chosen Sword would act as she said before, since there was nothing else to lose... That... did not necessarily mean a loop of erasure would be a fun thing to experience. Or painless, really. Despite this, many went in headlong anyway, believing in that voice, or just trying to cling on to the possibility one more miracle could happen. ... The way this was looking, neither was going to be in a timely manner. The Evil Incarnate was just tearing apart all who went first, attacking a defeated-attituded Karin, a still believing Darren, and a resolute Trinity. All of their zesty flavors were different on the Waving Deletor's tongue, not even soured by the commander's disdain. All of the games were honestly horrendous, as she continued her same strategy: maul the vanguard herself, attack rearguards to rearguards, and win condition. This was disgusting, is this what it was like to fight Omega Glendios? Only worse?! Cero and Yukino - the King and Queen duo had dashed forward in lightning and normal Void with incredible ferocity, preparing a shocking fist that would release a blast of electricity while Nemesis had detached swords in hand, arming to tear off limbs. Unfortunately, Egorg re-energized itself very quickly, and vomited an ungodly amount of horrific Void aimed at the first three. But it hit them, and the duo... felt odd. They weren't erased, but something was missing... In sync, they turned to see themselves missing an arm each.

Cero gritted his teeth in mindnumbing pain.

Nemesis bellowed a blood-curling scream.

Karin, Darren, and Trinity were wiped from existence, and their souls were fed to the gluttonous Reaper God. With a swipe of claw, Dragonic Overlord, Great Daikaiser, and all of the Reverse Units shared the same fate. And with another sweep, Cero was taken out of the last existing plane, as was one of Nemesis' legs. And all too quickly did the overeating Deletor spit them all out, slamming a claw against the Akashic Record to return their spirits. "Gyahahahahaha!!" The Waving Deletor laughed with various tones of complete insanity, monstrously clamping her claws down on the resurrected trio, erasing one of them with a nail stabbed into their torso. Then, the remaining two were taken into hand, and crushed as Leviathan swallowed down their souls breathing a quiet roar. "More, more!! I want more!"

"Fuck you!" Bashiro leaped forward, the spirit of the brawler attacking the woman with a fist. Leviathan let it hit, only for it to not affect her at all as a distorted space around her negated the damage. Bashiro realized immediately in his short, second lifespan, he was done. Again. Leviathan lunged forward, pinning him to the ground and biting into his neck. That was enough to convert him into her twisted brand of Void and sustain her. Egorg, the second body, hit the Akashic Record, reviving several fallen spirits again. The original trio and Cero included, along with Nemesis' limbs painfully growing back into existence. More specters flooded out, like Jessie's who was confused, and had no time to understand the situation as Leviathan bombarded him with a bullet hell of Gnshals to dodge.

"What the hell is happening?!" He, like many other specters, would be asking as Egorg backhanded the specter of Jessie Hakaisha, sending him flying into some others.

"Where the hell is that voice?!" Nemesis screeched, getting no response from that entity or Chronojet.

...

Were they... just imagining it...?

Did Leviathan really bring them back all herself just to toy with and torture them...?!

"Yes I did!" Leviathan hollered madly, her aura growing more and more vast.

Karin coughed, then choked, then gagged. She felt sick to her stomach, having just experienced two very painful erasures, only to suddenly be forced back into existence both times. Having her soul literally sucked from her body felt like her entire body was on fire- A kind of fire that could burn even an Overlord, and then the nail... She could feel her heart being punctured, Seed included. All she found solace in was the fact that she could feel Sovereign's seed grasping her heart, clearly in pain, with her. At the very least, Sovereign had to experience his worst fear alongside Karin, completely powerless to do anything but sit there and take it.

With another jolt of pain, Karin doubled over and collapsed. Having survived Sovereign's hell already, she could endure the pain, sure... but it was still excruciating. Her entire body felt like it had been sliced apart, and was otherwise numb. She wasn't even sure how she was moving right now. "Whoever you are... talking t-to us... why won't you... do something...?!

Xat quickly looked up after feeling the world shift however what she saw was new to her. She got up from the ground and looked around gasping as she saw her allies get eatting along with trinity only to have them back again. She quickly went to ran over to them but was stopped by Seimei who shook his head and points to chronject. "Why is he standing there?" She asked him only for him to shake his head. "We do not know however Leviathan is toying with them. We are really helpless here." He said as shirayuki appered and placed an ice barrier around them. "We must bid our time, As a spirit I dont knwo what will happen if we are eatten." She said as Xat looked to Leviathan only to fall to the ground feeling weaken all of a sudden and sent a silent prayer to the heavens hoping for a way for them to all surive this.

Neo could only watch as Darren, Trinity and Karin were all deleted in cold blooded fashion.. only to be brought back to life again..

"What the hell... did we just..."

No it wasnt imagining anything. They were all killed and then brought back to life only to be killed again. Probably the worst type of tortue a person could go through.. but the sad fact is that it was Neo's turn next to go through it. But he wasn't going to go down without a fight!

Neo started with Spark Kid Dragoon as per the usual but this fight gave Neo a very different feeling then all the others. Even if he was to die then come back again.. He was going to treat this fight as if it was his very very last. And he wasnt fighting for himself. He was fighting with all of his friends by his side.

Despite the conditions, Neo didnt change the way he was going to fight. He called out almost half his hand which included THunderstorm Dragoon, Storm Bringer and Garuda to launch his first assault to take a quick lead. However Graydoll instantly appeared which deleted Thunderstorm Dragoon which was going to make guarding for this turn very difficult. Taking only 1 damage however losing his front line, Neo was ready to strike back and he had just the card to do it with.

"Blitzkrieg Fury!"

Neo rode his ace and Legioned it with Vermillion. Dealing a damage but nothing more. After that.. the fight was lost. Blitzkrieg and Vermillion were deleted. Neo was barely able to hold on but didnt have the power to un-delete them.. and his attack was nothing more then child's play.. But then Hyperdeath was just toying with Neo.. he let him live so Neo could ride the Blitzkrieg he drove check to attempt an Ultimate Break. While it seemed like Neo was slowly losing his passion as his final seconds passed by. He wasn't.. He was still fighting strong but only lost deep in thought..

So Neo rode Blitzkrieg and performed Legion once more and did his Ultimate Break combo but as expected the attack didn't go through and Neo was at his end..

As Eigorg appeared before him.. Just like it did Seifer, Darren, Raiden, Karin, Trinity and Cero.. Neo was about to be delete ended in the same Cold Blooded style everyone else was..

"We are sorry Neo.. We tried our best but it wasnt enough.. We couldnt thank you enough for always looking out for us" Vermillion said

"I agree. Thank you Neo.. Our.. Vanguard!" Blitzkrieg said

The void was slowly creeping closer and closer and Neo only had but a few seconds left to live.. Tears were falling down his face.. there was so much he wanted to say but.. it was too late..

"No need to thank me. Hyperdeath was right.. My passion is nothing but an act. Im just as scared right now as everyone else is.. I would honestly beg for mercy if I could but its past that time.. Now its the time to join everyone else.. my friends.. My Vanguards.. and even my parents.."

Neo then realized that there was no way out. We all needed help, not just himself. He cried, he begged, he prayed someone.. or something was going to come to save us all from this nightmare..

The Darkness then took a hold of Neo.. and he was gone.. and so was.. his Narukami..

Leviathan continued, doing battle with Neo's Kaisers with others still trying to move and... attack. Do something, just do anything. Jessie summoned his Ancient Dragon units from Tachikaze in an effort to help Neo, but Leviathan reached a hand out, engulfing him in a blast of Void, and sucking down his soul from the stream of energy. Every time a decent number of people were erased at once, Egorg just hit the Akashic Record, restoring their data while still having fed itself. The Waving Deletor fought the Narukami boy's lack of fear more and more enticing, ready to put him into the same despair as everyone else. All of them felt like him once, not being scared and standing firmly. Yet, that all crumbled away like their Earth, didn't it? Laughing and sneering, the omnipotent destroyer swept up the Kaisers and the oncoming Yukino and Cero, just when they were going to attack again. Much to both of their chagrin, they were eradicated a second time, but a sword and fist did connect this time... only to be met with the same distorted space.

Goddammit.

Leviathan played with Neo, torturing him and pulling away each chance of victory. His sixth heals were banish deleted, unable to go off. His Limit Break-Ultimate Break combination was Perfect Guarded, and even worse, she spent a turn letting him live just to yank out his soul with other Narukami units with Egorg's win condition.

And of course, they were all revived. They were always resurrected after some time, now with Bashiro and Jessie having returned together. The Hakaisha brothers would love to hug it out, but a omnicidal maniac as busy killing everyone over and over, including them. Nemesis and Cero breathed, gasping in incredible agony from being erased, then popping back into existence by force. This pain was furthered by the Original Deletor's giant claws tearing at their torsos, causing them to scream in pain before they were erased again. They were the only two to have been erased a third time now, and it was anythign but pleasant.

And she was still hungry.

This huge horrorterror bellowed, not even remotely satisfied, despite laughing heartily and insanely. Her calm composure mixed with utter crazy was an incredibly annoying back-and-forth switch. A switch that was the last thing on someone's mind as Neo was blasted with a wave of nothingness, being erased yet again. Then, Leviathan revived him, and flung him straight into the King and Queen. Pellets of Void attacked the specters, erasing Bashiro and Jessie again too. Yukino rolled, now understanding this was actually beyond hopeless. That voice was a lie, it was just her imagination. Everyone is getting smacked silly, all around for the entertainment of a gluttonous pig of a monster who fed off not only sorrow but existence as well. They couldn't even hurt her. What was the point of this?! She had already won! All she had to do was kill Chronojet, she already destroyed the world - the universe!! How pathetic, just like Karin had said before everything was eaten. They were defeated and battered... it took little to no time to have the Chosen Sword break down into a sniveling, terrified mess again.

"Please... someone..." The sobbing child breathed raggedly, crying out. "Someone... help..."

Chronojet Dragon's finger twitched, a quiet groan nobody could hear.

Soon after Carlos and Recklessness Dragon finished their touching moment, they were surprised by the arrival of an unexpected guest - Sleepy Tapir, from the Great Nature University. "You are...!" The young man said as the creature collapsed on his feet. It should've been following them from a long time, given that they were very far away from the city. Before any of them could ask something, the tapir stood up with difficulty and gave Carlos a memento from his master. They were the Reality Bangle and the sash that the spirit always worn around his neck. "Wait! This means...!" He connected the dots, realizing that in the end his friend didn't survive his encounter with the deity. His fears were confirmed when the tapir began to fade as it sat down. The Unit told with tears in his eyes that, as he was only remaining student of the Unversity, Recklessness Dragon had to survive this ordeal no matter what. The Thunder Dragon was visibly shocked from such sight, trying his best to maintain a stoic stance as he nodded to his fellow companion. Now, the young man and his Avatar were left alone in the woods. "Okuri..." The young man sobbed, squeezing tightly the sash and the bangle. "Goddamn it...".

After a minute or so, the sash began to emit a warm glow that completely engulfed Carlos to the surprise of his dragon companion. It felt similar to that wave of rage Okuri unleashed against not-Nemesis not to long ago, but the emotion it carried was completely different - Sadness and... Happiness. The young man was suddenly transported to Umano, but something about the place was off. "What the... Is this...". Before he could react, a canine figure appeared in front of him. A figure so familiar that it was not way to mistake him for someone else - It was Okuri. "Okuri!! You survived!!" The young man tried to approach his friend, but his words soon made clear that it wasn't in fact the spirit. It was... A recorded message. The message made Carlos realize that indeed, his friend was... Deleted. As it continued, it explained that the sash was also a memento from his life, with all his memories tied to it. Through the message, Okuri thanked Carlos for being his friend ("You don't have to thank me, you idiot. It's me who has to thank you...") and asked him to don't mourn him ("Easier said than done") and focus on living. According to him, they could beat Leviathan. Something he couldn't do.

After some kind words addressed to Hikari and the Resistance as a whole, the message ended. Carlos tried his best to not cry again, but he succumbed to the impulse just one more time. "Goddamn it, Okuri... Goddamn it!!". However, the message wasn't over. Carlos received a glimpse of what could be described as the memories of his friend - His childhood, his family, his first love, his losses, his trials and tribulations, his contact with humans, how he learned to talk and look like a human, his human loves, his human son, more sadness and anger... Until it stopped. It stopped with the images of the Resistance, their soldiers, Jessie, Bashiro, Aoi, even him. All his friends and family reunited in one final image, showing all the bonds he made in his long life. The light of the sash faded and the bangle was deactivated, leaving the lingering feeling of something the young man thought he was never going to feel again - Happiness. He never thought he could knew someone as good as he did just now. Carlos dried his tears and faced Recklessness Dragon, who was worried because of the trance-like state that he just escaped from. Before any of them could react, something happened. Something they weren't prepared for... The end of the world as they knew it. Carlos and the dragon jumped trying to protect each other. "Recklessne-!!". Then, there was nothing.

The whole existence became nothingness. They lost, the Reapers won. But then why... Why was he still feeling something? He opened his eyes only to witness a pink sky and a non-existence ground. "Am... Am I dead?" He thought. "Is this heaven?". He realized way too soon that that wasn't the case, as he still had Okuri's belongings with him. He was in another plane of existence, a plane where all the people he loved couldn't go. His mother, his older brother, his younger sister, his friends, his enemies, even Koga and... And Fuki... All gone. There was nothing left in him to cry again, just emptiness. Whether it be divine punishment or not, everything he fought for was gone and he was in a position where the only thing he could do was wait. That was his mind set... Before the battle of the Original Deletor and Timepla- Chronojet Dragon caught his attention. Thanks to it, he recognized the figures of a lot of Resistance fighters on the distance. He wasn't the only human being in that place. Carlos was somehow reminded of the Akashic Records that Chronos used to mention a lot. Maybe... Maybe they were in the plane where said records were located.

After pummeling the leader of the Gear Chronicle clan, Leviathan addressed all the fighters through the body of Tomozo. As it was still hungry, the monster brought them there to play with them... As food. To his surprise, the young man could see the spectral forms of previous fighters who lost in the fight against the Deletors. Maybe Bashiro and Jessie were among them, but he was too scared to confirm. After escaping from that hell, they were brought back to one against their will. There was no hope, nothing left to fight for. Just nothingness, like the space they were supposed to be. But still, the fighters decided to confront the monster. Even thought it was hopeless, they still wanted to fight. Of course, they were deleted from existence like those who came before them. But the deity thought them too precious and decided to revive them. Die, live and repeat. A vicious cycle that wasn't going to end. And still, they decided to fight. "Please, just give up..." The young man said to himself. "We are already dead... This might as well be a hell for us... Let's just accept... That there's no hope... There's no hop-". And something fell on his feet.

The young man forgot for a moment that he still had Okuri's mementos in his hand. Filled with memories and feelings of happiness, the sight of them made Carlos to try his best just one more time. After all, Okuri sacrificed himself in order to give them another shot at Leviathan. It didn't matter what else happened, they were still there. They were able to fight. The spirit believed that they were still able to turn the tables somehow. "... Goddamn it. I'm such a coward. How many times do I have to go through this before growing a pair?" The young man said as he picked up the sash and the bangle. Tying the bangle to the sash, and the latter to his neck, Carlos made a resolute decision - Fight that thing as much as he needed to. It didn't matter if he died twice or thrice, he at least needed to try. As he didn't want to give up on the most vile and broken souls back on the first stages of the wars against the Reapers, he felt the need to don't give up this time either. "Lets... GO!!!" He charged towards the deity of Hyperdeath, more than sure that he was going to die. "Screw the instincts of self-preservation!! Screw the Reapers!! And screw you, Leviathan!!" He shouted as he ran, trying to increase his confidence. "I know I'm in for a lot of pain, but whatever the cost, it will be better than just stand and do nothing!!". Even though he could't summon it at the time, Carlos felt the presence of his trusted Avatar at his side.

Looking himself over he sighed, recognizing both his aetherial existence, and the plane of pure aether around him. He had seen this place before, and it disgusted him to see it again only because he knew what it meant. It wasn't that hard to deduce, considering he could both feel and see Leviathan. She'd made it here, that was expected. She was truly invincible after all.

"God you fat fuck, you can't just let us stay dead? You won, so you're just going to gorge yourself? How disgusting..." the reborn Seifer begrudgingly stepped forward, summoning his blade once more. He knew what would come of advancing, but doing nothing and doing something both resulted in the same end. So maybe he could buy time for... Something.

Throwing the massive claymore, three more seemed to materialize with Seifer dashing behind them. Really it was just illusions, but they held some weight... not that it mattered.

Trinity could feel her heart race, despite being only a specter. She'd probably question how but this wasn't the time to distract her mind. She faced off against her former Mistress with the very power Harbinger had forced on her. And she vowed to use it to put an end to this abomination. She started out strong, gaining Critical Triggers early on as Ruin Magician and Magnet Hollow struck with all their mights. But as they fought, Trinity looked on at Leviathan with annoyance. The Divine Power kept calling her sweetie. Harbinger never called her anything sweet, always making her feel more like trash or just a pet project worth noticed. And that bugged the Star-Vader part of her. It was like this wasn't her former Mistress at all.

Despite the blows the reincarnated Seed got in, Leviathan seemed to take all as if it was nothing, more focused on banish deleting her cards. This only made Trinity feel more desperate to end it as she joined the battlefield as Halcyon. And yet, despite having her comrades beside her, the constant Critical Triggers, and the powerful attacks, they could only get her to five damage as Leviathan used everything she had in her hand to block her blows and even gained a Heal Trigger to prevent the sixth damage. If this was any other fight, Trinity would be dominating. But she knew. Something in her screamed to her and the way Leviathan just sneered at her confidently that she had wasted her final shot. And her fear was realized the moment Leviathan drew out Harbinger's true form, discarding it to perform a Stride. Trinity could only watch in terror as the God of Hyperdeath revealed her true form, the Original Deletor. All Trinity could do was curse herself for failing yet again as she was deleted, along with her comrades being locked. The Star-Vader could do nothing more than close her eyes as the God of Hyperdeath stabbed her and devoured her soul, once more embracing death.

And yet this didn't last long as she was once more in front of the God of Hyperdeath, ready to be fed to the ravenous Divine Power. The Edicting Star-Vader could do nothing more than to grit her teeth and pray as she was devoured and brought back over and over. She prayed for someone...anyone to put an end to all this suffering. To end all this despair. To do what she herself could not do. To restore everyone's happiness. She'd give up anything, even her own existence for her prayer to be answered. For a miracle to bloom forth in this fragile plane of existence.

He knew how it would end, he knew he'd die just like before. He'd seen this all before. His units vanishing under the blanket of Void over and over, the permanent removal of his units from his deck or drop zone. And then the final piece in this one sided game of chess was played. Eigorg appeared once more, and Delete End was declared. Once again removing Seifer from existence. Upon continuously being brought back just to die over and over again, the brunette on the latest revival just... laid there, blind now in both eyes from the excruciating pain.

Between pained breaths, he wondered when it would end, why it was that he wasn't allowed to sleep. He was just.. so tired of it all. And for once... He prayed. He prayed for it to end, whether it was his everlasting torment that he had become so accustomed to, or someone to stop this monstrosity. With his final prayer, his eyes slowly drifted shut, and his head lolled to the side. His expectation in his once more last fleeting moments, was that he would just be brought back once more to suffer.

With death came revival. Darren placed his hand on his chest as he looked at the situation. Even though he thought he was doing well, thought he had things won... he still couldn't do anything. All of his power, planning, and tactics with his favorite units amounted to nothing. Worst than that, the were hurt just as much as he was by Delete End. She would do this over and again and even with full knowledge of past battles, nothing would change. It wasn't a matter of power or speed, there was just no way to combat something like this.

Darren eyes moved to Chronojet. He could tell the Time Dragon was injured badly. He closed his eyes. He thought for a moment and came to a realization. The Dimensional Robos can give me their power... I can give mine to him..." It was the longest of shots but it was all that he had. He extended his hand out as his Seeded Aura came out. He knew this form of energy would make things worse so he tried to convert it in his hand. He remembered the strange energy pattern Chronojet gave off from the tournament and attempted to mimic it. It wouldn't be as powerful, but maybe it would give him a jump start.

"This is all we have... An injured Time Dragon, an MIA disembodied voice, and a murderous fatso who keeps spitting out her food to re-eat it! One of the first two, help us put this Super Sized Slut down for good!" He sent the energy he could muster directly to Chronojet, a prayer made into physical form.

The Evil Incarnate began summoning thousands of specters from the Akashic Record, “I'll eat you all!!” was all she had to say, as from the vastness of empty space told them combined with their madness: this was the end. But this was also their only chance, so like the named heroes, they wanted to hope and believe. That in itself was completely fruitless, only driving Leviathan to attack with her own people or her second body: Egorg. Despite reviving them over and over, she still absorbed their existence, still being fed illogically as ghosts came back into existence by her command. This torment would last forever, it didn't matter when she'd erase everything, if she would at all at this rate. Her maddening laughter echoed throughout the remains of space, resounding and reminding everyone they're stuck in the horrific limbo of her sadism. All damage was negated against her, the “Death Thirteen” condition instantly erased anyone at the touch, and nobody could reach the injured Chronojet Dragon off to the distance, for her massive second body was blocking the way. Even if it wasn't, she herself is in the way. Yukino wanted to just give in, but natural instinct didn't want to be tortured in the first place. Her voice begged for assistance or salvation from any being left, still sobbing and choking through tears. This gluttonous Divine Power brutally erased those who just fought her, only for them to be restored, and then Egorg's claws take hold of them, allowing her to rip their souls apart, swallow them, then revive them again. If it wasn't that straight to the point, she erased limbs piece by piece and allowed many to suffer through the pain of having arms or legs torn off. It even got to the point where people lost bits and bits of themselves until death and deletion, only to be restored, and the process starts over. This continued with everyone living or a spirit, including fallen Cray Units returning to war only to die. Thousands upon millions attacked, doing anything they could possible only for it all to be in vain. Truly, the best nightmare... if best meant the most terrible. It was just a loop where the God of Hyperdeath decided if she was bored or sated enough to end the rest of creation. Nothing could be done.

So they begged.

They prayed.

They cried.

Creation wailed, beckoning any being left for help.

“Someone... help!!” Yukino screamed, drowned out by Leviathan's booming, eldritch mixed cackling. In that same moment, a voice spoke.

“We... did it.” Chronojet grunted, having rolled over from his back, in an attempt to sit up. The Akashic Record shined with a brilliant, blinding glow. Leviathan hissed, feeling it burn at her back like hellfire, turning around to the device she intended to destroy once she obtained her fill. The Waving Deletor snarled, giving an irritated “reeee” in response. The light only grew brighter and brighter, practically burning the eyes of anyone who gazed directly upon the disc of time. All too soon did the ever expanding shine fade away, and for what felt like an eternity, there was silence. Leviathan said nothing or did anything, and neither did all of those standing against her. … So... it was just nothing? Yukino stared in disbelief, thinking that was all hope gone and shattered. Her body felt like it all collapsed, and her head began to hang in resignation. Yet, after a few more minutes, a hand of familiar feeling grasped at the cold android.

“Yukinee.” Yukino heard the voice of her Princess, and turned to see Hana's spirit... and next to her was an angelic human, bearing familiar white hair with a graceful, haughty presence. This was a mirror. This was Queen Yukino the Seed! All around those still surviving bore witness to one last miracle seeing an infinite myriad of spirits and souls begin to rise within the isolated space of the Akasha Stratum. Familiar dead faces and even twins and triplets of faces appeared. Several of the same Vanguard Unit, dead Seeds, the little gumball Aoi even stood with herself: Cyan. The Espoir family in their ghostly forms helped their children to their feet, including Queen Yukino assisting her Void-mirror, handing her a deck: Royal Paladin. Toward the infinite sky was a colossal, holy entity that descended gracefully in an awe striking splendor of a form. Its body was thin, almost skeleton with  a shape similar to the Deletors, baring incredibly long hair of thicker design than Graydoll's hair. Its legs were plated with sharpness, and at its shoulders were what seemed to be entire worlds. With wings of grandeur, shaped like swords that spread out incredibly, the faceless Messiah was equipped with a crescent-like staff of sorts floating by its body. Leviathan and Egorg looked upon in awe of the presence of the third Divine Power...!


The Messiah spoke with such power that gave hope to the entirety of the universe. Their voice was majestic and absolute in tone, yet caring and soothing as their booming calls touched the souls of all living beings and all who were living across innumerable timelines. How beautiful its shine, the everlasting light of a great savior pressed against the darkness of raving nothingness, flooding heroes and innocents with the majesty of a God's will and power. Before Leviathan could reply to the Messiah, titanic beings of energies began to descend and drop down in the Akasha Stratum. Wind, fire, snow, water, miracle-- they were Cray Elementals. Humanity felt a missing link restored to their psyche, and felt no pain from the sight of these superpowers or the Original Deletor.

“Heeeh... Hahahaha!!” Messiah! You finally come back!” The greedy Deletor shouted, her gigantic second body poised for the last battle. “It doesn't matter how many Divine Powers come for me!! It doesn't matter how many souls come back!! I'll stuff myself with your existence and then everything left!!”

Darren's eyes widened as the light all but blinded him. He didn't cover his eyes, letting it envelop him. And then... nothing happened. Not at first. His body began to shine as the form of Malice appeared from his body. He looked outward with a grin and said, "There will be nothing for me to rule if this glutton isn't destroyed. Very well, just this once I shall use my power..."

Another form appeared as well. It looked like Darren but it was much... darker. He held out his hand and a black Daikaiser appeared. "Envelop everything in darkness to bring forth true light! Destroy, Dark Dimensional Robo Reverse Daikaiser!"

Darren didn't understand what was happening at all, but he didn't care. He held onto his deck tightly as Daiyusha's voice came to him.

"The light of the Messiah allows you to use True Stride. Use this power to fight with the Divine Power.

Darren nodded and clenched his fists. "You bet! Let's finish this, Super Hero Style!"

Just as he thought, he was brought back once again from oblivion. But the scene he was met with this time was something altogether new. The Elementals appeared, and from them, strength appeared among those who would fight against the End. Even he himself could feel the power. He could feel it flowing into him... An aura of purple and black swirling around him.


The swirling energy began to grow, and rage growing ever higher. "I never believed more than I do now! Your end has come!" he shouted, copies of Mordred's blade appearing behind him, floating. Illusions with weight but this time... This time even the failure could do something.

Eyes opened. Nothingness was strangely purple and pink, and bright. And noisy for that matter. It sounded like millions of voices were sounding. How was it possible? Consciousness should have ended with the erasure. The eyes moved around and spotted faces. Units from Cray and others that were familiar. What was going on? Two more familiar figures. The Waving Deletor and the Time Dragon. An unfamiliar voice calling itself the Messiah. Among the faces were those who had long since been deleted. Had the divine power brought them back to existence?

A host of figures came from the light and settled around Carlos and Recklessness Dragon. Member of the Great Nature university appeared in ethereal form but capable of fighting none the less. Tester and Researcher Fox stood in front of the man, standing him up and dusting him from the many cruel deletions Leviathan had handled him. They then turned him around to see another figure.

"Carlos?" a canine figure said. It seemed to be made of white flames that glowed and flickered about. But there was no mistaking what it was. "Carlos!" it said again. Okuri had returned with the legions of others. He ran his friend. His body didn't seem to yet be physical and while he would have tackled the man he instead brushed up against him, the energy of his soul providing a warm and friendly presence. Looking around the Spirit saw all the friends he had lost to the war. The brothers were back, Aoi was back. What's more he felt something in his mind. As if something that had been missing had returned. Eight cards gathered to him along with the units of Great Nature. Stride had returned to them all. The potential Harbinger had stolen away. Okuri looked to his friend, noticing his own reality bangle and sash about the man's neck.

"Thank you for looking after them." he said in response to his objects. He wouldn't be needing them right now. As it was he doubted he could wear the sash. And his cards seemed to be content to float about him and move as he willed. They seemed almost as spirit-like as he did. "Now we end this!" he called out and Great Nature shouted with him. This miracle would not go to waste. Leviathan would fall!

The light of the Messiah washed over Karin, and all the pain she had felt was gone- The soreness, the searing pain, the numbness, all of it vanished upon feeling the divine power that was the Messiah. She looked skyward, staring in awe at the divine light that shone down upon the remnants of Humanity. Even the seed in her heart had stopped moving, the strain of it invisible. In fact... Karin could feel an eerily familiar presence. Her head turned left...

...And she was staring face to face with herself. A spectre, rather, of her other side- The part of her that had become a Reaper. Her eyes were still yellow and black, but in this divine light, even this Karin was free of her pain, able to fight back on her own.

Karin stood back up, her armor appearing in a flash as she drew her twin blades. In this state, she felt the strength of them all- Every single Overlord throughout history was supporting her. Her Reality Bangle, momentarily, glowed, and in a flash of light, was changed. Instead of one, it looked as if two Reality bangles had been merged together, forming a cross shape around Karin's wrist. And with this change, she felt, deep in the back of her mind, the tiny voice of the other Karin speaking to her, cheering her on. Like this, they weren't just of one mind, they were of one spirit too- Whole and complete.

Maybe even Sovereign was enjoying a bit of this light.

Neo had returned to a very bright light. He didnt cover his eyes from the light.. instead he embraced it.

"What is this feeling?" He asked himself

And then they came to him.. the power of the Elementals came to Neo and the others. Everyone's prayers were finally answered and we all had recieved the power to fight back!

"If you thought we were going to bow down to you, you have another thing coming for you!"

Xat felt a new energy going around her and feeling the gental feeling insted of a deathly feeling allowed that new power to go through her. She looked at were Yukino was and saw the unit that once gave them power so long ago. Shriayuki releizing who it was floated near xat and in her hand held 6 cray elementals. "Let us not waste this gift that was given to us. We can overcome this." Xat got up from the ground that once had her pinned and glared at Leviathan ready to face this advacery now that she was no longer bound.