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"So you lied to use so you could get your giant form back, huh! Real typical of you Voice! You haven't changed from the very start of this adventure." Raune shouted up to the giant.
The Reality Vortex: Doom Saga
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- Sep 4, 2015
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Cross says "Correct me if I off Voice, This vertex moon work under the same principles as the reality vertex."
LoopyPanda
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Bernkastel bent down to pick up the coins on the ground, dusting the dirt off of them before she handed the Zenta coin to Spina for safekeeping in Cuki's stead. Silently, with an emotionless look back on her features, she walked over to place the Bara coin in Brachi's palm. Gently she folded Brachi's fingers over the coin.
"You will have to take what you can get." She stated in a flat tone, sounding unsurprised at this outcome since it more or less proved her initial statement about returning to home universes as being impossible. But she was undeniably sore about the Voice's overall cavalier attitude about dangling the possibility over their heads and taking it back right after. "We should have just snatched that little nail for ourselves when we had the chance after giving him that orb..." she hissed under her breath. However her back straightened up to speak up.
"Detestable really, but if you're thinking about putting up a fight, you should rethink that strategy for now." Bern emphasized, a simple warning as she passed behind Vegetto. "We will just have to play along with this new world's rules."
Floating momentarily, she whispered into Vegetto's ear with a hand between them covering her mouth. Her eyes were dead, the red pupils gone, but her mouth was contorted into a twisted smile.
"Do you believe it, Vegetto? He could restore entire universes on a whim, but couldn't give back more than two of our friends as a 'reward'. Are gods like this always so useless in the end, no matter what?" Bernkastel whispered in sympathy with Vegetto, as she also was harboring the same level of frustrated rage for being given an ultimately false sense of hope. "Like Lambda and Kass, this place of tragedy... is also where our loyalty to miserly gods like him will die. Ufufufu... I think anarchy is a good option now. But that's our little secret~"
Pulling away, her sneer reverted to a flat line, patting his shoulder twice. "There there, no need to be so upset, friend." It was her wordless warning not to indicate anything about what she had just told him. "Maybe in this new world, we can eat and drink ourselves into a thousand year old coma to cope. I will... just look at my travesty of a haircut."
"You will have to take what you can get." She stated in a flat tone, sounding unsurprised at this outcome since it more or less proved her initial statement about returning to home universes as being impossible. But she was undeniably sore about the Voice's overall cavalier attitude about dangling the possibility over their heads and taking it back right after. "We should have just snatched that little nail for ourselves when we had the chance after giving him that orb..." she hissed under her breath. However her back straightened up to speak up.
"Detestable really, but if you're thinking about putting up a fight, you should rethink that strategy for now." Bern emphasized, a simple warning as she passed behind Vegetto. "We will just have to play along with this new world's rules."
Floating momentarily, she whispered into Vegetto's ear with a hand between them covering her mouth. Her eyes were dead, the red pupils gone, but her mouth was contorted into a twisted smile.
"Do you believe it, Vegetto? He could restore entire universes on a whim, but couldn't give back more than two of our friends as a 'reward'. Are gods like this always so useless in the end, no matter what?" Bernkastel whispered in sympathy with Vegetto, as she also was harboring the same level of frustrated rage for being given an ultimately false sense of hope. "Like Lambda and Kass, this place of tragedy... is also where our loyalty to miserly gods like him will die. Ufufufu... I think anarchy is a good option now. But that's our little secret~"
Pulling away, her sneer reverted to a flat line, patting his shoulder twice. "There there, no need to be so upset, friend." It was her wordless warning not to indicate anything about what she had just told him. "Maybe in this new world, we can eat and drink ourselves into a thousand year old coma to cope. I will... just look at my travesty of a haircut."
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Brachi remained silent as she looked at Bernkastel putting the coin with Bara on it in her hand, before looking at the coin, a solemn expression on her face... there was even a tear rolling down her right eye... why... why did this all have to happen? Why were she, Bara and Lady Gervene being sent here in the first place? She didn't understand what even caused her to end up here at all, and this sudden news was definitely putting her into a conflict by itself. Why was she spared, Bara being close to being revived, but Gervene still gone? What was happening with her other friends? Why did Voice only bring Zenta and Bara back, but not any of the others?
Brachi wanted to scream, she wanted to yell, she wanted to do anything to just get that frustration she was feeling out of her system, she needed to vent, let off the proverbial steam... she couldn't even think straight at this point, as memories flooded through her mind, for the moment remaining silent as she gazed upon the coin, another tear streaming past her eye.
"If this is some kind of sick game, then so be it," she muttered, closing her royal blue eyes for the moment, before opening them again, determination flaring within them, "but I'll be the one to end it... and I will get every single one of you back, if it's the last thing I'd ever do."
It should be noted that Brachi was still in her Super Saiyan Blue Evolved form, not even bothering to power down for now... this can be seen in two ways... either Brachi still needed to calm down from her recent battle against Doom and done her part to avenge her fallen friends, or she could be letting her body trying to adapt to this form, so in the long run it would consume lesss energy for her and allowing her to tap even further in its power when it was needed... Her expression softened up when she looked back at the coin... feeling as if Bara was calling out to her, staring at her with her puppy-dog eyes, wanting to know if she was okay... how would Bara take the news of Gervene being gone? Or the news of not being able to return to the others for now? And what of Jize? And Vocat? Would Bara get so upset she'd unwittingly undergo Purification and become another dangerous Majin with similarities to Kid Buu? Or would Brachi be able to at least reach out to her so the two could put their focus in working with everyone else with them to set things right so they could still get what they wanted in the end, by beating the whole system in ways that none of them could ever foresee? Such questions were currently raging through Brachi's mind, but her purpose and determination were clear... she was NOT going to take this lying down, and come hell or high water, she would rise up on top, and show everyone whom had dared to cross her that they picked on the wrong fusion, proving that the strength of a Saiyan, the cunning of a Human and the nigh-infinite stamina of an Android were her most lethal weapons, elevating her to being a person of mass destruction on her enemies!
Brachi wanted to scream, she wanted to yell, she wanted to do anything to just get that frustration she was feeling out of her system, she needed to vent, let off the proverbial steam... she couldn't even think straight at this point, as memories flooded through her mind, for the moment remaining silent as she gazed upon the coin, another tear streaming past her eye.
"If this is some kind of sick game, then so be it," she muttered, closing her royal blue eyes for the moment, before opening them again, determination flaring within them, "but I'll be the one to end it... and I will get every single one of you back, if it's the last thing I'd ever do."
It should be noted that Brachi was still in her Super Saiyan Blue Evolved form, not even bothering to power down for now... this can be seen in two ways... either Brachi still needed to calm down from her recent battle against Doom and done her part to avenge her fallen friends, or she could be letting her body trying to adapt to this form, so in the long run it would consume lesss energy for her and allowing her to tap even further in its power when it was needed... Her expression softened up when she looked back at the coin... feeling as if Bara was calling out to her, staring at her with her puppy-dog eyes, wanting to know if she was okay... how would Bara take the news of Gervene being gone? Or the news of not being able to return to the others for now? And what of Jize? And Vocat? Would Bara get so upset she'd unwittingly undergo Purification and become another dangerous Majin with similarities to Kid Buu? Or would Brachi be able to at least reach out to her so the two could put their focus in working with everyone else with them to set things right so they could still get what they wanted in the end, by beating the whole system in ways that none of them could ever foresee? Such questions were currently raging through Brachi's mind, but her purpose and determination were clear... she was NOT going to take this lying down, and come hell or high water, she would rise up on top, and show everyone whom had dared to cross her that they picked on the wrong fusion, proving that the strength of a Saiyan, the cunning of a Human and the nigh-infinite stamina of an Android were her most lethal weapons, elevating her to being a person of mass destruction on her enemies!
Spina narrowed his eyes. “I even gave you the benefit of doubt, but you were just using us the whole time!?” His body was shaking in anger, attempted to do something drastic, but Bernkastel’s stern warning knocked some senses into his head. After the battle against Doom, they were in no condition to fight against the voice—perhaps, not even at their fullest potential, they could even harm him. His ears twitched after Vegetto shouted out that all their deceased friends met truly little in comparison of his wife in terms of revival.
The old Saiyan understand Vegetto’s frustration, but after all that, at the worst possible timing, his words stung. Spina grinned his teeth together in anger, especially hearing that Raune had an idea to completely fix this—but what idea can reverse this possible situation? Spina’s mind wander because this journey was a long, harsh one but in the end, they all banded together for something like this. He looked at Vegetto again. “Hey… I understand what you’re saying, but you need to cool it before you say something you won’t take back.” He look at the palm of his hand of Zenta’s coin and closed it to prevent Byakko from grabbing it.
The voice nodded his head back and forth in disapproval at Brachi’s question. “Getting them back? They’re gone, fusion. Gone like a wind. The four arms was hyping up her boss, right earlier. Think of like that—their existence met their ends and that’s it. I know listening isn’t such a strong suit for some of you, but quick me some slack and don’t get an attitude with me. I just randomly selected based on who I remembered first, and the other, well, this harpy was screaming her mouth off about her friends, so I picked the bubblegum.”
Voice turned his attention to Cross, looking down on the death mage. “Yes… you can consider this my first original creation since the birth of Reality Vortex. I was born in the mythical fire and death of three energies colliding,” He answered his question. “The moon has the same properties, but it’ll eventually be complete overtime, but none of you will ever be able to use it… at least not right now.”
The voice twirls his fingers, outright shaping the cosmos around him with the surge of dark energy flowing outward from his machine body. “I don’t know why some of you are surprise—just because I gained a little respect for you, Breakers, won’t change my position. As I said before, you’re just lucky I didn’t just outright erase you all, bring none of your friends, or reverse the damage he had done. But the more battles I saw, and the fact Doom managed to bring tons of new people into my domain… how could I passed this chance?”
Voice moved around the small rock that contained the Breakers, specifically at Raune. He reached over, grabbing him by the collar. “Are you saying to reverse this? I won’t let you do that, speedster.” He turned to the rest of the Breakers. “This is the world beaming with life—something far more than the original Reality Vortex, where I had to wait for the off chance of some people being erased from existence… but when Doom build that machine, he was bringing in people left and right.” Voice paused for a moment. “Although there were tons that were sent to their worlds as well. Then you lot came along… someone desperate enough to listen to my calls, listen to my pleas and dumb enough to get your hopes up.” Voice smiled. “Do you know how long, how many eons, I waited just to get back to my machine body, ever since those fools took me out of it?” The voice seemingly reference that the body he’s taking now is technically not his original one. “But at the end, your hopes gave me hope, so I thank you for that. That’s why I won’t be perishing you… and gave you a mercy revival. And hey! This new Reality Vortex will have new rules, new concepts and interesting dynamics into play… so you won’t be totally bored out of your mind when you visit there. I’m sure Whis is somewhere, probably still in the coin state… but depending how long, he might already respawn somewhere.”
Spina narrowed his eyes, seeing him wiggling Raune back and forth. “What are you going to do with him!?”
“Hm? Nothing. He was going to do something, and I can’t have Todasúl coming down in event of a time-manipulation to such a scale.” Voice answered. “And I will lose my populate domain… and that’ll make me sad. Please don’t interfere or do something drastic, or you’ll end up like this….” The voice squished Raune, turning him into a coin. Voice turned his eyes towards Byakko, staring him down. “You were quite blooming with confidence, Male Cuki, but I would turn you once like I did with the speedster.”
The voice twirl his fingers again, reverting the coin back to Raune as a whole. He overheard Brachi muttered something under her breath and instantly went close. “Eh!? Can’t hear you! Are you saying that this isn’t enough! Sorry, but that’s the way it goes! Don’t be so selfish and be glad you got something out of it. Nothing will ever go your way, honey, but feel free to do something about it, because I always have my-“ Voice’s tone suddenly went grim. “EYE ON YOU.” Voice’s tone returning to normal, he went back to his normal position.
“Now, any questions? Thoughts? Fights? … Confession of love, perhaps?”
The old Saiyan understand Vegetto’s frustration, but after all that, at the worst possible timing, his words stung. Spina grinned his teeth together in anger, especially hearing that Raune had an idea to completely fix this—but what idea can reverse this possible situation? Spina’s mind wander because this journey was a long, harsh one but in the end, they all banded together for something like this. He looked at Vegetto again. “Hey… I understand what you’re saying, but you need to cool it before you say something you won’t take back.” He look at the palm of his hand of Zenta’s coin and closed it to prevent Byakko from grabbing it.
The voice nodded his head back and forth in disapproval at Brachi’s question. “Getting them back? They’re gone, fusion. Gone like a wind. The four arms was hyping up her boss, right earlier. Think of like that—their existence met their ends and that’s it. I know listening isn’t such a strong suit for some of you, but quick me some slack and don’t get an attitude with me. I just randomly selected based on who I remembered first, and the other, well, this harpy was screaming her mouth off about her friends, so I picked the bubblegum.”
Voice turned his attention to Cross, looking down on the death mage. “Yes… you can consider this my first original creation since the birth of Reality Vortex. I was born in the mythical fire and death of three energies colliding,” He answered his question. “The moon has the same properties, but it’ll eventually be complete overtime, but none of you will ever be able to use it… at least not right now.”
The voice twirls his fingers, outright shaping the cosmos around him with the surge of dark energy flowing outward from his machine body. “I don’t know why some of you are surprise—just because I gained a little respect for you, Breakers, won’t change my position. As I said before, you’re just lucky I didn’t just outright erase you all, bring none of your friends, or reverse the damage he had done. But the more battles I saw, and the fact Doom managed to bring tons of new people into my domain… how could I passed this chance?”
Voice moved around the small rock that contained the Breakers, specifically at Raune. He reached over, grabbing him by the collar. “Are you saying to reverse this? I won’t let you do that, speedster.” He turned to the rest of the Breakers. “This is the world beaming with life—something far more than the original Reality Vortex, where I had to wait for the off chance of some people being erased from existence… but when Doom build that machine, he was bringing in people left and right.” Voice paused for a moment. “Although there were tons that were sent to their worlds as well. Then you lot came along… someone desperate enough to listen to my calls, listen to my pleas and dumb enough to get your hopes up.” Voice smiled. “Do you know how long, how many eons, I waited just to get back to my machine body, ever since those fools took me out of it?” The voice seemingly reference that the body he’s taking now is technically not his original one. “But at the end, your hopes gave me hope, so I thank you for that. That’s why I won’t be perishing you… and gave you a mercy revival. And hey! This new Reality Vortex will have new rules, new concepts and interesting dynamics into play… so you won’t be totally bored out of your mind when you visit there. I’m sure Whis is somewhere, probably still in the coin state… but depending how long, he might already respawn somewhere.”
Spina narrowed his eyes, seeing him wiggling Raune back and forth. “What are you going to do with him!?”
“Hm? Nothing. He was going to do something, and I can’t have Todasúl coming down in event of a time-manipulation to such a scale.” Voice answered. “And I will lose my populate domain… and that’ll make me sad. Please don’t interfere or do something drastic, or you’ll end up like this….” The voice squished Raune, turning him into a coin. Voice turned his eyes towards Byakko, staring him down. “You were quite blooming with confidence, Male Cuki, but I would turn you once like I did with the speedster.”
The voice twirl his fingers again, reverting the coin back to Raune as a whole. He overheard Brachi muttered something under her breath and instantly went close. “Eh!? Can’t hear you! Are you saying that this isn’t enough! Sorry, but that’s the way it goes! Don’t be so selfish and be glad you got something out of it. Nothing will ever go your way, honey, but feel free to do something about it, because I always have my-“ Voice’s tone suddenly went grim. “EYE ON YOU.” Voice’s tone returning to normal, he went back to his normal position.
“Now, any questions? Thoughts? Fights? … Confession of love, perhaps?”
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Brachi merely narrowed her eyes and remained silent, instead deciding to wait until Bara was back with her, not as a coin, but as a person.
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Cross says more surprised "I gest I was off by 100 years for the end of the last entirety but its not like I did not make my preparations."
Cross asks "Way not just let the speedster the mortals that would orbited? A simple geas on him and some spells/stand in shoed let him save or give them a chance to be saved now. If the first suggestion is not good than sense like you stated they are truly dead I can clone them."
Cross asks "Way not just let the speedster the mortals that would orbited? A simple geas on him and some spells/stand in shoed let him save or give them a chance to be saved now. If the first suggestion is not good than sense like you stated they are truly dead I can clone them."
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"I understand my fate but that will not deter me from what keeps me entertained," Byakko said as he placed his smoking pipe to his lips, inhaling the minty blue smoke. "Besides, the way you see these Breakers is the same as I do. Perhaps not as useless but equally as cynical."
Byakko exhaled the smoke from his nose and mouth.
"As for any questions and remarks, will these coins ever return back to their original state? And if so, how long would it take? I rather not let a preachy and zen-loving mutt like Zenta come back. He's quite the influence on my little Cuki. Also... can these little coins be destroyed? I'm just... curious."
Byakko exhaled the smoke from his nose and mouth.
"As for any questions and remarks, will these coins ever return back to their original state? And if so, how long would it take? I rather not let a preachy and zen-loving mutt like Zenta come back. He's quite the influence on my little Cuki. Also... can these little coins be destroyed? I'm just... curious."
Vegetto had only turned his eyes down throughout Bernkastel's hushed words. The frustration and callous rage he demonstrated earlier began to smolder, his head lowering a bit. He glanced down at his gloved hands, raising them up a bit.
She's gone...but I always..get back up. No matter what it is...it hurts me...I struggle...but I always...get back up.
He grimaced a bit, his eyebrows twitching in the forced determination in trying to balls his hands into fists. His fingers twitched heavily, slowly curling in but far from fully clenching.
Losing...getting hurt...her...its all the same. Just get...back...up...
Vegetto's lips quivered in his frown, his hands trembling violently in attempting to curl his fists. The trembling abruptly stopped, however, as Vegetto exhaled lightly. In failing to simply clench his fists together, Vegetto let his arms sag down to his sides, a low sniffle escaping from his nose while tears dropped off the side of his face.
No...she deserved better than this. Better...than me.
Vegetto slowly turned his head towards the edge, looking past the small bit of land lift to stare down at the shining bright world below. His dual voice came out meager and weak, uncharacteristically off from the usual hot tempered, cocky fusion from before.
"No more."
He shifted his legs forward a bit towards the edge, and while slowly shutting his eyes, Vegetto forced himself to fall forward at the hip in an attempt to simply fall down to the world below.
She's gone...but I always..get back up. No matter what it is...it hurts me...I struggle...but I always...get back up.
He grimaced a bit, his eyebrows twitching in the forced determination in trying to balls his hands into fists. His fingers twitched heavily, slowly curling in but far from fully clenching.
Losing...getting hurt...her...its all the same. Just get...back...up...
Vegetto's lips quivered in his frown, his hands trembling violently in attempting to curl his fists. The trembling abruptly stopped, however, as Vegetto exhaled lightly. In failing to simply clench his fists together, Vegetto let his arms sag down to his sides, a low sniffle escaping from his nose while tears dropped off the side of his face.
No...she deserved better than this. Better...than me.
Vegetto slowly turned his head towards the edge, looking past the small bit of land lift to stare down at the shining bright world below. His dual voice came out meager and weak, uncharacteristically off from the usual hot tempered, cocky fusion from before.
"No more."
He shifted his legs forward a bit towards the edge, and while slowly shutting his eyes, Vegetto forced himself to fall forward at the hip in an attempt to simply fall down to the world below.
Voice stared down at Cross’ questions regarding the state of the others. Without any formal hesitation, his eyes narrowed slightly. “No.” A strong, firm response to Cross, the first time he addressed the Death mage in that kind of tone. “You don’t get it? Did Doctor Doom did something that scrambled all your brains or something?” He placed his hand under the floating rock, grabbing it to pull it closer to him, unaware of Vegetto’s attempted fall. “They were erased something far beyond your strength; neither you nor Raune can ever hope to reverse this. Your friends, your family, your loved ones—all of them perish. “You keep clinging onto some hope that they can be brought back—cease such attitudes. Your magic will do nothing. Time-Travel won’t do anything. Once they are erased by the essence of dark-energy, MY ENERGY, their existence is gone—no trace, no data, no cloning.” Voice rubbed his chin. “Worry about that army of yours? Some of them were erased by Doctor Doom, so they won’t come back, but the handful that survived… they’re probably holed up in the new world.”
Spina stared at the Zenta coin once more, his eyes shifted towards Byakko’s comment and curiosity on the object. “You…” Spina’s voice was filled with malice. “I don’t know what the hell are you doing, but you have a lot of god damn nerve to come in here. Bring back Cuki out here, or—” At the corner of Spina’s eye, he saw Vegetto stepping forward towards the edge. There were no words, but it wasn’t necessary. Based on how he moved his body, the hot-headed demeanor Vegetto carried himself was seemingly lost. Despite being angry at Byakko, he shifted his body around, using all of his strength left in his body to grab Vegetto by the collar on the back of his shirt. Spina forced the fusion around, face-to-face. “Vegetto, what the hell are you think—” Before the old Saiyan can scolded him for his irrational decision to jump off—he saw the dead, soulless eyes on Vegetto. The look of the man who’d completely lost his will.
“Vegetto…” Spina’s eyes began to tear up—he didn’t know how nor what to say in this situation. This was the first time he felt something good towards others. Even though Vegetto made that comment earlier, Spina wanted to say something. Anything. “Vegetto, pull yourself together. You can’t just give up!” His grip on Vegetto’s shoulder was weak since his arm was not in any suitable condition.
Voice narrowed his eyes at Vegetto seemingly letting go. “Before I take my leave, I might as well entertain you with this information. The coins, Vortex Coins, are indestructible, and of course, they will respawn later on. How long? Who knows?” Voice smiled menacingly. “But don’t be alarm, Breakers. There is one more award I am willingly to give.” He slowly lifted his finger towards the new world. “As I said before, the barren wasteland with few folks is now overpopulate. And I can see that things is going to get pretty messy here. So, I’m gifting you, whether you like it or not, to clean up the mess down there and straighten things out. I’m sure you can handle that.” Voice slowly cocked his hand while holding the rock with the Breakers behind. “Once you clean up the mess, you *could* find me in Vortex Moon. Later, Breakers. Thanks for the fun ride and getting my body back. Good luck!” The voice tossed the rock with all his strength, flying towards the new world in rapid speed, moving faster than the speed of light.
During the fall, they were smashing through different walls as it began to manifest itself—the Reality Vortex they know is no longer there, but rather improved. It was still a world unfounded by strangeness and confusion—as they grow closer, they seen cities literally coming to life, building as high as the sky.
Despite the high speeds, all the Breakers won’t feel much different, but rather seeing a stream of vivid colors and imagery in their downfall travels. Spina stared into Vegetto, trying to get him to speak. “Vegetto, I know what you are feeling, but you cannot let that weigh down your heart.” He turned to Bernkastel. “Bernkastel, say something!”
Spina stared at the Zenta coin once more, his eyes shifted towards Byakko’s comment and curiosity on the object. “You…” Spina’s voice was filled with malice. “I don’t know what the hell are you doing, but you have a lot of god damn nerve to come in here. Bring back Cuki out here, or—” At the corner of Spina’s eye, he saw Vegetto stepping forward towards the edge. There were no words, but it wasn’t necessary. Based on how he moved his body, the hot-headed demeanor Vegetto carried himself was seemingly lost. Despite being angry at Byakko, he shifted his body around, using all of his strength left in his body to grab Vegetto by the collar on the back of his shirt. Spina forced the fusion around, face-to-face. “Vegetto, what the hell are you think—” Before the old Saiyan can scolded him for his irrational decision to jump off—he saw the dead, soulless eyes on Vegetto. The look of the man who’d completely lost his will.
“Vegetto…” Spina’s eyes began to tear up—he didn’t know how nor what to say in this situation. This was the first time he felt something good towards others. Even though Vegetto made that comment earlier, Spina wanted to say something. Anything. “Vegetto, pull yourself together. You can’t just give up!” His grip on Vegetto’s shoulder was weak since his arm was not in any suitable condition.
Voice narrowed his eyes at Vegetto seemingly letting go. “Before I take my leave, I might as well entertain you with this information. The coins, Vortex Coins, are indestructible, and of course, they will respawn later on. How long? Who knows?” Voice smiled menacingly. “But don’t be alarm, Breakers. There is one more award I am willingly to give.” He slowly lifted his finger towards the new world. “As I said before, the barren wasteland with few folks is now overpopulate. And I can see that things is going to get pretty messy here. So, I’m gifting you, whether you like it or not, to clean up the mess down there and straighten things out. I’m sure you can handle that.” Voice slowly cocked his hand while holding the rock with the Breakers behind. “Once you clean up the mess, you *could* find me in Vortex Moon. Later, Breakers. Thanks for the fun ride and getting my body back. Good luck!” The voice tossed the rock with all his strength, flying towards the new world in rapid speed, moving faster than the speed of light.
During the fall, they were smashing through different walls as it began to manifest itself—the Reality Vortex they know is no longer there, but rather improved. It was still a world unfounded by strangeness and confusion—as they grow closer, they seen cities literally coming to life, building as high as the sky.
Despite the high speeds, all the Breakers won’t feel much different, but rather seeing a stream of vivid colors and imagery in their downfall travels. Spina stared into Vegetto, trying to get him to speak. “Vegetto, I know what you are feeling, but you cannot let that weigh down your heart.” He turned to Bernkastel. “Bernkastel, say something!”
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