Fate of Realities

Chapter 14: Multiverse

Jukkon's hand began to be released from Will's wound. Will stared at Jukkon in the eyes, blood oozing from his lips. He was smiling.

"Why are you smiling?" asked Jukkon, confused on what had just happened.

Suddenly, his arm went back and plunged into Will's wound once again. Will coughed up blood right in front of Jukkon's face. Once again, Jukkon released his arm from Will's wound.

Yet again, Jukkon's arm went back into the wound! Plunging it with the same power!

"What is happening?" exclaimed Jukkon in confusion, "My arm.. why does it keep attacking you?"

"I wished... not to lose against you Jukkon..." smiled Will weakly, "And your Fate.. commands that.. you win all battles.. You've noticed it now, do you not..?"

"I can't escape this..?" thought Jukkon, "I can't even use Fate to escape it! Fate itself is controlling me to use my arm to fight Will! To win this battle! It won't stop until I've won!"

Jukkon's arm kept going back and plunging into Will's wound, Fate trying its best to win the battle against Will. The Magia Orb wouldn't allow that, and as such releases the arm from Will's wound, only to be plunged back by Fate. This vicious cycle was the paradox created by Will's thinking when wishing with the Magia Orb: One that he believed could truly defeat the concept of Fate.

"Sachiko..." coughed up Will, throwing his Berserker Blade to the floor near her, "You're... a Ramuri too, aren't you?"

Chika looked at the Berserker Blade, remembering that her last name was indeed Sakuramuri. She didn't think that it meant much importance, but apparently it seemed like she was connected to this lineage.

"I know we're not exactly related," said Will, "However... I'd like you to carry on the Ramuri legacy. You're strong and confident.. and you've overcome your weaknesses. That's... in the end... is what a Ramuri is. Use the Berserker Blade to your own will.. You're the next Ramuri of this generation."

"What the hell are you saying?" yelled Jukkon as his arm plunged into the hole of Will's chest once again, "Why are you allowing strangers to hold such powerful artifacts?"

"Because.. you fool..." smiled Will faintly as he spoke,

"It's time for a new generation to lead on."

"You're a dumbass!" yelled Jukkon, his arm releasing once again, "You've always been a dumbass! The start of the Ramuri line thats died.. The only one who couldn't save himself and died in vain! You're a failure of a human being!

...Ramuri!?"

Jukkon looked at Will's eyes. They were blank. It no longer showed emotion as Jukkon kept punching the hole where his wound was. No more blood was being spilt. Will Ramuri was truly dead. Nonetheless, the Magia Orb nor Fate considers it a true win or lose, and as such Jukkon, continued to punch Will.

"Oi.. Ramuri..!?" exclaimed Jukkon, "Ramuri..! Wake up! I'm not through with you yet! Ramuri! Ramuri..!!"

"Mr. Ramuri..." mumbled Ikarus, his lips wavering.

"No way.." Persona said, removing his fedora out of respect.

"He really.." cried Chika, bowing her head in shame, "Not another one...! Not another one that I've been entrusted to!"

Jukkon was stuck in this eternal torment of killing Will Ramuri. With this solution, he would no longer cause havoc for the Reality Squares as he is bound to the rules of the Magia Orb and his very own "Fate" as well. This was the true Fate of his actions, the consequences that had cost him dearly.

"Don't cry now, Val.." said Law in her head, "Touch Jukkon's back and we'll return everything."

Val wiped her tears and did what Law instructed, walking over to the roaring Jukkon who wished to escape, and touching his back. Soon, every bit of power that Jukkon had stole were placed as miniature orbs in Val's hands: a red orb for Reality, a blue orb for Space, and a green orb for Time.

The red orb flew up by itself, heading towards the dimension Jak Kerr was in. Soon, his Reality Manipulation abilities would return to him.

For the blue orb, it rose up by itself and chose to merge with Ikarus. From the beginning, if Azarthoth had died, he had planned on giving Ikarus his abilities of Space, and to give him the new title of Azarthoth. With this, Ikarus' wings began to regrow as Jukkon's wings had shriveled up into dust. Jukkon had yelled, screaming in agony of what was happening, everything being taken away from him.

Val checked her hand. Where was the green orb?

The group looked around until they realized who had stolen it: Juzira Tonijo.

"What are you doing with it, Juzira?" asked Persona, "That thing should be contained. To prevent anyone from ever using the power of Chronostasis for evil, just like Jukkon had used it."

"Shut up," smiled Juzira, trodding around with the green orb that had slowly began to merge with him, "From the beginning my goal was to conquer everything I've seen.. much like Alexander the Great from Rome. With this.. my time shifting abilities should be amplified.. or better yet, be made invincible!

This is what it's led up to! The gift from a Guardian Demon.. the loss and recovery of my memories.. the facade to actually team up with you all! Just for this opportunity to rob Jukkon of an ability I've taken so much interest in! This is truly what I've needed! Absolute power that I don't even need Chorudo or Kirima to use!

I'm Jujo Ziratoni, all powerful of the Reality Squares!"

"As if we're going to let you make off with it."

Jujo laughed. He finally realized the group of people that were angrily going against him with this newfound power of his.

"To think that I'd find a dimensional counterpart of myself," said Persona, readying up his Centurion.

"What of it?" smiled Jujo, "You didn't think I wouldn't know who you are too, Ryder Ziratoni? I've done my fair share of research while I was called for by Jukkon, you know! It'll be easy to take you all out since I've sought after your weaknesses."

"You're wrong," said Ikarus.

His clothes began to turn a dark and light purple, his wings also changing color. His weapons, the blades, the shields, and the bow transforming into larger, more powerful forces of destruction.

"We've grown ever since we've started our individual journeys," announced Ikarus, "And I'm not going to let you hurt anyone further..

Azarthoth Mode!"

"I knew there was something off about you," continued Val, her Emerald Shield wrapping around her as she raised her fists, "I'm not allowing anyone from my school, no matter what dimension, to be causing havoc like this. Not again.

For I have the Law of Order and Authority, guided with Law by my side!"

"To think that there was a dimensional counterpart of Ryder alongside me all this time.. during this journey.." scoffed Chika, wiping the tears from her eyes and picking up the Berserker Blade from the ground, giving it to Collection behind her, who dual wielded it, "You guys hold way too many secrets. It's annoying, but I'm not the only one who grew from this journey alone. I only ask that you all don't die on me this time.

Collection! Zeroth Gear!"

"Yeah, yeah, sorry for not mentioning my first name sooner," announced Persona as he shot himself with his yo-yo using the Centurion, "It's not something I was initially fond of anyways. However, I'm not cool with letting someone with the same last name as me trying to gain so much power. And for that, I'm planning on taking you down.

You're about to witness the real power of True Platinum Rotation!"

"Oh, this is rich," laughed Jujo, shrugging off their speeches, "You've all gone and powered up on me. Either way, I don't plan on losing. Everyone before me are just pawns to my success. After all, I'm responsible for everything, yet I'm responsible for nothing.

I call out..

The God of Nothing!"