The Destroyer of Worlds

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          Genevieve and Buohler were roughly shoved into the Sultan's palace – or what was left of it. They were both reminded of how it looked when they first arrived there in their original life as Sean Thomas. It looked the way it did in the Aladdin film: beautiful, majestic, and colorful. But the condition Genevieve and Buohler both found it in upon their return was the complete opposite. The pillars had cracked, crumbled, or gone completely missing; chunks of the floor had been torn off; sections of the floor were risen and lowered; chunks of debris were scattered all over; half of the massive gold elephant face above the throne was lost; and a large portion of the roof was absent, exposing the Sphere that loomed menacingly over the palace.


            From the left of the massive main entrance, they spotted a battered and bruised Yvette chained by her wrists and ankles to the wall. Her wonderful beauty still shined through the heavy bruises on her face with her long raven hair, bright blue eyes, and luscious peach-colored lips. Her Arabian cloak was tattered, exposing much of her tanned skin and tight muscle structure. Genevieve attempted to aid her, but the guards kept her restrained. "I'll be alright," said the hopeful Yvette, her English accent as profound as Buohler's. Genevieve always admired how optimistic this incarnation was when she spent a life cycle as her. Yvette smiled at her two future reincarnations, prompting Genevieve to smile as well.  

            "I highly doubt that."  

            The smiles suddenly faded as they all heard an elderly woman speak from the throne. Genevieve and Buohler instinctively looked once they heard her and saw an old woman with dark red hair and donned in a heavily recognizable burgundy outfit with a midriff and a belt buckle of a unique skull design. This attire could only be connected to one woman: Dawn.  

            Genevieve could see her sitting at the throne and looking much like Joan Navarro-Thomas in her elderly form. "Welcome, Sean," she said, looking directly at Genevieve and hardly acknowledging the presence of Buohler or Yvette in the room. "Welcome to the new Agrabah...where I rule as the new Sultan."  

            "How is it that you still exist?" Genevieve asked, staying calm as she addressed the sinister figure. Despite being a senior, she was still just as dangerous as when Genevieve last encountered her. "You were just a persona of my mother – Brandy's headband erased you from her mind."  

            Dawn's weathered face smirked. "I found a loophole when Joan's body began to deteriorate on her. I purged my spirit from her old body, which left me an opportunity to finally gain my own. Unfortunately, because her body grew old and feeble, mine just had to be in the same condition. Go figure." She took a wheezy breath before she continued: "My power...has grown as weak as Joan's...because of this state. I've tried to siphon reserve power from where I could...including from that." She pointed upwards, directing their attention to the Sphere as more black lightning flashed all around it.  

            "You brought it here in the Disneyverse." Genevieve observed. "Do you realize what you've done? The Sphere is a real world object; it wasn't based from here. It's what's causing the rift. It was never meant to be kept within the Disneyverse itself. And because you've brought it here, the Disneyverse is imploding. There will be nothing left but it."  

            "And that is the reason why I brought it to the one realm that will remain untouched from the implosion." Dawn said with an ominous grin. "As far as the Sphere is concerned, this world doesn't exist anymore."  

            It was then that Genevieve, as well as Buohler and Yvette, came upon a startling realization in Dawn's plan: "If you can't rule all of the Disney Worlds, then you'll just rule one."  

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