Prologue: Hope is lost for him. (REWRITTEN)

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Timeline: After Season 2

Small TW: Death and Dead Bodies
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No POV:

"W-What happened here?!?!?"

























"A-A universal threat had c-came to our universe! A-all of our warriors tried to s-stop them but th-they're gone! D-dead!"





























"Even the Warrior of Jock? The most toughest one out of all of them?!"




































"T-their the first one to perish......"

































"B-but! Thats i-i-impossible! No one has ever defeat them! I created the most powerful warrior and they've perish in a flash!?"




























"This is....... Total chaos...... in a terrible way......"





























"God of Knowledge and Goddess of Intelligence, what's our status of our world?"

































"Terrible...... O-our w-world is going t-to be gone in 5 hours!"

































"The creatures-" "IT'S NOT ONE?!"





























"Yes Goddess of Music! There's 6 of them! They cause this world complete destrution to the point that it's going to blow up!"

































"W-well...... What do we do n-now......?"



























"......."






"W-well the God of Leader?"




























"We get Mephone4 as our final option."





















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Mephone POV:

"Tune in next time, on Inanimate insanity! You guys can go to the hotel if you like while I prepare the next challe-"

*RING RING!!*

I was getting a call from the Goddess of Plans infront of my contestants. WHY THIS TIME!? I quickly shoved them to the portal before they all notice and they yelled at me, confused and irritated. I ignored the yelling as it disappeared. Then the Goddess of Plans called me again, god, what do they want now?! I look around to make sure no one is here. The winds whooshes around the quiet area before I answer it, groaning.

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