Shattered, Yet Whole-Shattered Paradise Fan Ending

Confrontation: Toxic Lang & Mochi

Toxic Lang seemingly had an uncanny sense when one of her "family members" dies, as when he exited the Cafe, Angel was face to face with Toxic Lang and a cyborg Mochi, similar to Nightcrawler, her insides dangling from her chest. "My, my. You are quite the trouble maker, aren't you~?" "I prefer the term "Savior," you savage bitch." She let out a spine chilling laugh. "You must be delusional. They don't need saving. They love their new lives! Isn't that right, Mochi?" She nodded, but Angel could see the truth. She didn't like this, not one bit. "See? All you've been doing is taking away my family, and I don't appreciate that. Tsk, tsk, tsk~." Angel felt his blood boil. "Is this all just a game to you?! The Gootraxians here are suffering, all because of the actions of you and Dr. Quinn!" She giggled. "You really don't get it, do you?" "I get that you're a psychotic b*tch that won't find love." Her smile faded instantly. Memories from both sides fade in, showing the ones they loved. She looked down. Angel was confused by this. Toxic Lang quietly spoke. "Mochi?" She faced her. "Y-yes, Toxic Lang?" "Make sure he gets a painful death." "...understood."

"Sh*t."

Angel ran back into the Cafe, Mochi on his tail. He quickly hid behind the counter, hoping to recover fast enough from his recent battle. His left elbow was still bleeding, and his energy was almost spent. He took another tablet, feeling somewhat better. He heard Mochi's footsteps patrol the area. "Look, the faster I get this over with, the sooner I can drown the grief." Angel didn't understand. "Is that serious how you want to live?" He heard her sigh. "What choice is there? Besides, I'm pretty much immune to grief and other emotions like that." This was a blatant lie. Angel could hear the breaking in her voice. "Why are you doing this? You know what Toxic Lang had done. Dr. Quinn may have started this, but she continued it, making it far worse!" Scilence. "I...I...I found you..." Angel froze. He looked up to see Mochi right above him. He rolled out before she swiped at him. He held up his machete, trying to not show pain, although his bloody shoulder gave it away. "Just come here, and let me rip you limb by limb." She started to climb over the counter. Angel didn't know if he could take her. She was mostly robotic, and he was running out of strength. A stab to the exposed guts could stop her, but he doubt she would allow that. Deciding to retreat, he looked for something to throw at her. The closest thing close to him was a freezer full of ice cream. Angel quickly open the door and grabbed a cone. "Hey, Mochi! Eat this!" He threw the come in her face, stopping her from approaching. He took this time to jump over the counter and run out the Cafe. Toxic Lang was gone, but that's OK. That means that he was safe for now. He looked behind him, expecting for Mochi to come at him, but she didn't.

He waited for a few second. She didn't leave the Cafe. Confused, he re-entered the Cafe to hear Mochi sobbing. He looked over the counter to see her on the floor, looking at the ice cream on the floor. "I...couldn't...save...her," she said in between sobs. Angel was confused by this, but then realized something. Sprinklekit was missing. Even though he hasn't meet all the Gootraxians, he still would've seen Sprinklekit, due to their cheerful nature and interest to make new friend, causing them to wander the facility almost endlessly. Angel spoke up. "Is...Sprinklekit...dead..?" She nodded. "I hate this. I hate what we've become. Monstrous puppets, used to create and destroy more of us." Angel got over the counter and put a hand on her shoulder. "I can help you." Mochi didn't look up. "What, by bringing her back? You can't. No one comes back after death, not even Gootraxians." He sighed. "You're right. I can't bring her to you, but I can bring you to her." She looked up. "Are you saying..?" Angel nodded. "You ready to go to heaven?" Mochi looked back down. "No. I don't belong in heaven. Not after what I've done." "Come on. I know you're still a kind soul. Besides Toxic Lang, I think all of you are fit for redemption. You don't want this. No one does." No response. Finally, she got up, turned around, and spread her arms out. "Free me from our one beloved land..." Angel nodded, then drove his blade through her exposed body. As he took it out, Mochi fell on her knees. "I'll see you soon, my child..." It wasn't long before the green lights in her eyes faded away.

Finishing the job, Angel carried Mochi's bleeding body to one of her puddles, letting her sink in the goo. He sighed. "Why did this have to happen..?" He looked up as if he was expecting an answer from the angels above. Although he didn't believe in a God, he did believe in heaven and hell. However, it seemed like he was alone in this journey. "Not even my guardian angel responds to me..." He sat down, resting his aching body. "Damn it...damn it all...why did this have to happen to these poor creatures..? Why..?" He soon felt himself starting to succumb to sleep, despite being in a dangerous place. "No...not here...come on..." Angel got up, then tried to get out of the cafe, but collapsed before reaching the door, his body exhausted. "D-damn..." He gave up, letting sleep take him, hoping he would wake up again...