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Post by metreu on Mar 30, 2016 16:01:29 GMT -8
Kek's impaled, small, body is carried to the rift. It shudders and splits, changing focus to a present day Augataur on the other side.
The other side seems so close... but the tendrils wraps around the critter and pulls it back towards the main body where the other tendrils return to.
The null beast's "mask" cracks and begins to fall off. Shards breaking away from the main face and revealing the disfigured face underneath. It was Omega... somewhat. His face was elongated to fit the profile of the more dragon monster he had become. His beard in tatters and tufts of hair coming out. The many rings under his old pale eyes shows the immense stress this was putting on his natural body. Looking closer at his withered face, some could see that he was blind. Perhaps his reconstruction wasn't keeping up with him after all.
His pale eye swims around in his eye socket, not fixating on anything but still "looking" for something.
"Michaela...? Michaela are you there...? Where did you go darling...?"
The old man's voice is raspy and hollow. There was barely a shred of his mind still actually in this beast. He was senile, delusional, and quite frankly, now more dead than before.
A burst of tattered cloak appears from the void. Another man wearing a mask and holding a large scythe with a heart motif at the top where the blade is. His gold, black and white coat moves around in the shallow breeze as he steps down onto the top of the beast's head.
"Pitiful creature... I've come to put you out of your misery."
He holds the scythe with both hands and prepares to strike.
"Ah... you're here... I knew you would be here... Lord of Heart.... can you find Michaela...? I've seemed to have lost her..."
"You did lose her. Don't worry old man, I found her..."
"You did? Ark...? Ark... where is she? Where is my daughter...?"
The masked reaper shakes his head.
"You killed her."
"Ark...? Ark... where is she? Where is my daughter...?"
"I said you killed her... with your own hands you killed her."
"Ark...? Ark... where she? Where is my daughter...?"
Ark shakes his head.
"Denying it... blocking it out of his mind. You can hardly live with yourself..."
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Post by Sprityo on Mar 30, 2016 17:39:24 GMT -8
Smoke takes the moment of distraction to warp to Kek and then warp them both to the dome. He opens the door and deposits him inside. "Don't you worry little dude, I'll get the doctor."
He gently pats Kek on the head and goes back to join Thoren and Remose
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Smoke appears in from of Remose and tells him to head back to the dome to do doctor things. "Good, I was wondering when I was going to be needed."
Remose flies back to the dome to treat Kek
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Post by lunarLunatic on Mar 30, 2016 18:30:06 GMT -8
Whoever the figure was was not recognizable, as their face and features are obscured by something akin to a plague doctor's outfit. The outfit was white with black feathers decorating it to those who see normally. The only defining feature is the small tufts of dark blue hair sticking out from their hood. They stop just a few feet away from the robot. They say nothing, and after a few seconds they change their gaze towards the colossal beast and what seems to be on top of it. |
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Post by SJmun on Mar 30, 2016 22:37:45 GMT -8
Niki gasps. She can hardly believe her eyes. Is it finally over? Are they really being saved by this supposed Lord of Heart, which Niki is pretty sure is probably actually the grim reaper? Upon listening, something finally clicks. "Wait a minute... Michaela?! That was Micha's True Name!"
Niki remembers something from a while back...  "okay, um... hey there"
"man, it's been a while since I've done this...""Hey...""so...."
"I was wondering, what's your name?""My name... is..."
"Michaela... My nickname was Micha, or Mika depending on how you said it...""huh... Thank you."
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Post by frozenlake on Mar 31, 2016 11:47:33 GMT -8
Something is approaching off in the distance!
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Post by metreu on Mar 31, 2016 13:37:06 GMT -8
The reaper standing atop the beast readies his scythe.
“Time’s up old man…”
He pauses a moment and his scythe begins to glow.
“Michael, son of the clan, Bull and clan, Flores. I sentence you to die and your soul to be arrested and captured for trial in the here after. May God be merciful on your soul… Lord knows these people will not.”
The beast’s eye concentrates on Ark and it wheezes out a last reply.
“Ark…. y…ou don’t und…erstand… my soul is the…. only one…. keeping it… away…!”
The reaper doesn’t listen to the pleas and leaps into the air.
“Demon Hunter!”
Wind rushes all around his scythe and the ‘space’ around it shatters, breaking the scythe into a dozen fragments that are either enlarged or shrunken by the fissures. The pieces all merge back together to form a giant scythe with the heart motif at the top but somehow more sinister.
Ark reels back and slices the scythe through the massive null beast in a single swing. The crystals on the body of the monster shatter and explode, sending fragments into the air. It’s charcoal body begins to decay and turn into something like tattered hide that dangles off of a skeletal frame. The organs shrivel up in the broken rib cage and abdomen, blood seeping out through previous wounds that have been reopened.
The beast collapses into the dead orange planetoid, it’s crippled form hunched over and rotting…
On the end of Ark’s scythe is a blue soul with pale crystals growing from it that begin to fall and shatter. The soul takes the form of Omega in a wispy blue form. He can barely maintain the form and is mostly seen as being consumed by the ‘fire” his body emanates.
Omega looks to the sky he had created and the fissure in time leading to augataur. He reaches out his hand weakly, his vision beginning to blur. His hand finds Mike and points to him.
“It’s only you now……. just like before… there can only be one…”
Omega’s form collapses into the small blue soul again and Ark takes it and presses it into his tome. His scythe goes back to normal and he looks to Mike who could only watch the whole thing.
“You’ve seen what you can become… pray you do not repeat the same mistakes again.”
With that the reaper vanishes in a burst of tattered robe shreds.
Mike floats there in the air, looking to where Ark used to be. He lowers his head and looks at the decaying beast on the ground. The young man had a lot to think about now… but now didn’t seem the time.
After Ark left with Omega’s soul, the worlds and skies started to tremble and break. The void was on the verge of collapsing.
“Are we too late…? Did we idle for too long that it progressed to such an unstable stage…?”
Mike shakes his head and looks around. “We have to do something…”
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Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 31, 2016 13:54:13 GMT -8
...it seems the figure above wasn't who he thought it was. Thoren resumes watching the scene before him.
He decides to record a video of it for later viewing.
This is so fucking cool.
And then....
[Realm instability detected!]
"FUCK, WHAT DO WE DO HERE?! HOW THE FUCK DO WE KEEP THIS SHIT TOGETHER?!"
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Post by frozenlake on Mar 31, 2016 14:06:58 GMT -8
A bubble /smashes/ into the area, enclosing it, and changing the environment.
Seven Figures are standing on a mountain in the distance.
???: Looks like we got here just in... aw /man/.
???: WE STOLE A BUBBLE FOR NOTHING?!
???: ...we are going to be in so much trouble.
???: I don't know about you, but I swear the sky is looking pretty bad.
???: Ah shit.
???: I CAME TO DUEL AGAINST AN ENTITY THAT WAS GONNA DESTROY REALITY NOT TO GET FUCKED OVER BY THAT TEAR IN THE SKY
???: Remind me to never let our resident ninja make the plans ever again.
???: Hey Pinko. Screw you too. It was gonna be awesome.
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Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 31, 2016 14:41:11 GMT -8
[Supportive medium detected]
[Scanning current dreamscape...]
[Realm instability still detected!]
Thoren zooms his vision towards the seven figures. He really hopes they're actually helpful towards fixing the hugeass rift around here.
Oh no.
Oh fuck no.
Is that,
Is that 7 charleses?
Even one is bad enough.
Thoren facepalms.
"Of all the possible bitches to show up... did it have to be him? and seven of the same template?"
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Post by metreu on Mar 31, 2016 14:46:56 GMT -8
The bubble hangs in the air, surrounding the orange planetoid and a large portion of Mirror Gospel. The dream dome is just outside of the bubble's reach.
As soon as the bubble moves over the orange planetoid, the beast's body stirs and shudders. The bones rattle and the tattered charcoal flesh flutters briefly as the beast begins to rise. The Null, having become a monsterous creature through the agony and pain of Omega, starts to change again. Skulls and skeletons pile around where it used to have legs, and it instead now moves around on the corpses of dozens of unknown dead. Once in a while, an aspect cloth shows up in the skeletons, possibly players the Null had killed in all it's past lives. The draconic monster raises it's long head and drops the mask from it's face. Revealing only a single remaining eye in it's skull. The upper jaw cracks and crumbles away, leaving only the lower one and tongue remaining.
It reaches out it's long skeletal hands and grips the orange planetoid and lifts chunks of the dead planet up in it's claws.
Black tendrils and wings branch from it's back, blocking out the make shift sun in the distance, covering the worlds in darkness...
̿̄ͫ̐ͮ̾͐́͏̘̲̻͎̗̤̗͓"̧͙̩̟̠̔͛̇L̃͐҉̷̰o̶̶̮͔͎͓̤̣ͪͭ͠n̛̩̱̪̔ͧ̌ͮ͂͐g̵͈̥̟̜̦̜͚̘̳̋͆̊̄ͥ̅̚ ̡̠̗̟̤̅̆́̃ͪ͟ḩ̸͚͚̪͔̎̅̒̀͋͆ă̪̹̝̫̐̽ͫ͢͡v̧̛͈̻̫̒̑ͬ̾̄͡ͅe̶̛̻͎͆͑̍͌ͨ̒ ̨̳͆ͭ͋ẘ̮̟̦̝͇́͢ͅe͈͔̬̗͇̪̞̞̬͐͋͢ ̼̦̪ͩͬ͐͠b̶̯̭̉̾̽ͯe̶̲̞̠̩͉̳͈̾̓̊̿ͬ́e̶̴̝ͪͪ́̾͞n͉͖̞̥͕̔̅͗ͬͅ ̰͙̟̖͖̖̝̊̈́̔̂ͨ͊̆͒͜s̨̝̼̳̗̖̰̈͆͂u̡̧͚̤̟͗̋̃̾ͭ͒͌͗̏p̧̳̤̜̰͕̗̳̥͑̓ͩp̫̘̼͉͕̤͖̉̆̄̅̚̚ͅr̟͖̘̜̲̊̊͌e͉̤͉͙̜̘͉̭̤͂͋̇ͥ̿̒̈́͢͠s̸̴͇̼͍͓̜̩̎ͯͅs̼̤̺̮͈̝̭͛̂͡ͅė̻̼̐͋́͞d̻̘̟̱̩̣͋ͯ̄ ̟̺͙̙̦͚̳͂̿͠b͉͔̩̝̣͙ͬͮͩͦ͒̀̕͢͞y̛͔̺̿͒̃ͩ̋ͫ͋̇͠ ̮͗t̘̯̫̃ͣ̎̓ͤ͋͘ḧ͙̯́ͭ̓͟ͅè̷͓̥̼͚̼̆̂̔͝ ̗̝̞̯̲͙͚̱͇̓͂́u͓ͫͧ͒͜͟s̛̏͛ͫͥ͑̒ͯ͏̦̩̫̳̮̻ě̻̠̭̮̺̝̪̗̞̇ͦͥr̵̻̳̙͉̲ͣ̔ͤ͐͋ͩ̉͛́͡s̯̘̥̹̻̮̒̌ͫ͛̌͋̀ͅ ͎͖̳̩ͭ͒ͭͮ̐͝ò̤͎͍͇̣ͮ̄ͬ͐̒ͫ̍̚͡͡͝f̴̧̯̞̪͍̼͊̄͢ ͍̗͂͢öͬ҉̣̮͕ự͉̹͈̮̹̰̠̬̅͋͂ͤ̈ͨ́r͆ͭͦͧͤ̄͏͍̬̗ ̴̺͔̟̘͙͕͐̂̇̄̓ͧͮp̪̙͉̬ͤ̽̋͗̈́̑ͭ͌ͧͅo̡̬̘͕̜̫̅ͮ̑͐̌w͉̳̣͖͗̐̉ͩ͌ͪ͂̍ͤẹ̠̪̰̱̾̐̕̕r̨̿ͬ͂̅͒͂͏̛͙̖̬̞.̡̼͈͗̾͊ͬ̆̀.͙̖͎͔̦̘̯̟̑͑̑̑̈̾͋ͯ́͞.̤̟̫̰͕̾ͨͤ̈̽͛͐͡"̵͕̩ͧ̌͜͢ͅ
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Cloaked figures appear across the creature's body. Their masks are identical to the one Omega wore. Their bodies are see through and might actually not exist at all... The creature's mere presence strikes fear into the hearts of all that see it. Some may even start to mentally unhinge from staring at it too long.
Time halts in it's presence, and space has no more meaning...
Blood chills, and breaths become shallow in it's gaze...
̲̲̏̓ͬ̀͞"̳̭̂̓̆̍ͨͫ͂ͯ̓Y̜̜̠̯ͩ̽̑̋͂͂͜͟o̿͑͛̊͟͏͉̩̮͉ͅu͎̠͔̜̠̾ͥ̊ͩ̈ͧ̅̋͡͞ ̵̠̉̔ͣͣẃ̶̨̘̣͚̖̠̺̑ī̜̭̯̙̦̹͚͖̇ͣ̌ͪ̓ͬ͡l͔̮̙ͧ̇ͦ̍͋ͧ̃͆͡ͅl̷̛͇̜͎̰̫̞ͣͮ̽ͩ̃̌̌ ̢̤̄ͨ͋ͩ̉ͨ̇ͥ̚ͅk̶̛̰̻̖̭̟͛̾͑͒̽ͭ̈́̚ņ̸̏̈́ͩ̍҉̼̲͕̘̹̻͓͈ȍ̸̝͈̤̠̩̺͈̠̽̍ͭ͗̌̅͒w͚̙͕͙̲̺͕̆ͦͨ̋̾ͩͭͧ ̵̧̳̮̠̋ͩͫ͒͋ͥ̑oͣͩ̿҉͇͓͇̮͖͖̦̖u̧̠͖͎͈͓͎̔ͫ̀́r̨̳̰̟͔̳̩͚̔͊ͥ̓̽ͦ̌̚͠ ̡̎̄̇͡҉̙͖̗̗̪̙p̗͙̱̻̙͆̃͗̀͜â͙̞͎͕̖̭̐i̵͎̦̭͓̞̩͚̜ͦͤͤ̑ͨͥ̀̀̚n͔͉͙̥͖̾̀ͧͯ̑.͔̜͈̋̈́̑͌͒ͮ͘͟.̯̫̣̗̮̻ͫ̈́̄͆͢ͅ.͔͕͚͎͚̘̺͗̑̈͑̂ ̷̛͈͈̪̭͍̙͕͕͎ͪͦ́̏ͪͩk͉͈̣̯̺̪͔̣̮̂ͨ͊͌͋̓͠n͈̬̤͔̠̱̺̍̇ͭͫǫ̦͕͕̭̺̅̑ͣ͆̉ͧ̈̇͡w̷̴̰̱̑̊͒̎ͩ̽͊ͥ ̛͇̰͎͖ͬͫ̀o̢͇̯̦̲͖̰̍ͬ̀ͯ̽̊́̃̕ͅu̢̞̟̼͇̞ͤ͋̐̽̃̽͑̀͞r̴̵̰̮̊ ̷̖̱̇̆́̚͝f̷̢̘̼̩̲̰̂̓̾e̬̗̳̗̦̩̖̯̹ͭͧ͡á̸̖̰̼̬̣̱͈ͮͦ̉̒̃ͅř͐ͨ͆͌̈́̈́͏̨͕̱̱̺̰͇̣ś͕̫̙̊.͈̩ͪ̍̀̊̊ͫ͟.̵̢̮̦̘͑͊ͨͭͯͩ͑̀.̊ͧ̾̅ͭ҉̨͇͉̰͉͙̼̻̖ ̷̛̻̮͇̗̯̀̒ͦ́̚y̭̖͙̼͓̣̜ͫͨͬ̎o̸̢͈̩̊̅̈́ͥ̄̓͗͜u̩͗̓̋̑̈͜͜ ̡͉͈̻̜̮̰ͬ̇̑w̺͔̜͍͖̟ͩ̽ͨi̧̞͎̤̼͌̈ͤͥͧ̍͗̃l̙̙͇͓̥̯̖̗̓͐̾͑̂̕l̵̼̙ͣͯ̽͂̎͝ ̵̲̜̖̼ͤ̂͊ͤ̾ͅk̸̽̃͏̙ṋ̔̏ͫ̃ͣ̚ŏ̜͉̣̙̿̋̊̇̂͗̃͠ẅ̛̼̘͋̕͞ ̸̻̩̮͎ͧ̓̐̕ͅw̘̱͇͇̟̩͓ͮ̓ͥ̏ͅh̸͚͙̭͙̗̞͓̭ͨ́̾̊͌͡ͅa̵̰̺̯̹̘̋t͍̘̭̗̰̯͕̠̆̂͝ ̟̺̥̦̆͋͢ỉ̮͓̝͕̠͓̘̩͈̆͡t̸̹̞̱̖͙̭̦̤̬̄ͯ̀͜ ̖̩̮̺͈͙̱̎ͯ̿ͯ̃̎́̕iͪ̄҉̠͇͓͓̭͙͉̰͞s̷̶̡̯̳͖͎͖̯͓̭̿̓̄ͫ̑ ̡̩̼̻̥̙͉̜ͮ̓ͤ͐̈̉͗l̵̯͎̝͇̍͋i̸̴͉̖͍͕͚̮ͬ̈́ͣͮķ̙̭̙̣̜̱͙̒͂̀͝e̸̹̤̤̝̬͙̲̾̎̾ͅ ̠̌ͦ̿t̠̱ͬ̎ͣ͆̂̅o͌̑ͫ̾́͐͏̵͚̜͚̥̝̳͉̰̙́ ̣̗̦̻͕̯͉̀ͧ́ͬ̊ͩh̴͙̐̿ͯ̂̋͌͠ä̹̭̠̺̩͈̞̉͂̑v̨̺̣̦͓̳͕̫̘͆͛ͪͩ̊̌͜e̶͔̠̬͙̮̥͊̇ͥ͞͝ ̮͍̲̹̓̊̽͝n̙ͩͫ͠o̻̬̫̫̲̹ͫͭ͊ͬ̾ͭ̚͟t̡̮̳̜̘͖͎͍ͭͯ̎ͨ̊̎̉̓h̸͔͓̞̤̜͔̐ͥ̃͠ḯ̷͍̱́̃ͨ̊̄̂͘ņ͔̫͉͇͈̻̩̯͍ͯ͌̂̿̑͝gͥ̈͊ͤ̉́͜҉̰̹͇̱̻.̣̱͎̩͖̥͐ͫ̎͌̽̅ͬ͘.̸ͫ͆̽̈̚͏̸͖̜͓̤͚͚̥̻.̷̗͌̔̍͛̂̐͛"͓̘̯́ͨ
The last remaining life on the dead planet shrivels up and the planet crumbles under the weight of the beast.
There is an all surrounding feeling of doom as the rage of millions of lost souls all find their way into a single being that is the Null...
The Null takes the stone it lifted and throws it at the mirror gospel, bombarding it with large chunks of planet and destroying large portions of it.
The void continues to collapse around the dream bubble as the beast begins it's rampage, destroying parts of the bubble but not breaking it.
The void's sky cracks and shatters, displaying more universes and time lines beyond the rifts.
All hope seems to be lost...
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Post by frozenlake on Mar 31, 2016 14:48:29 GMT -8
All of the FL's turn torwards the one wearing a headband, glaring.
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Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 31, 2016 15:17:59 GMT -8
Thoren suddenly freezes up.
He's reminded of the end of the Elf session.
The Null door is there, blocking his way forwards.
"Thoren! come on! join us! an entire new universe lies beyond this door!"
"You don't understand! if I go through that, I'll lose everything!"
"you'll be just fine! besides, who needs fancy powers anyways?"
"I STILL HΔVE Δ DESTINY TΘ FULFILL! I WΘN'T THRΘW IT ΔLL ΔWΔY! NΘT NΘW!"
"We've won, Thoren, our destiny is fulfilled!"
"I REFUSE TΘ ΔCCEPT THIS ΔS THE END!"
"Thoren!"
"YΘU WILL NEVER MΔKE ME ENTER."
a blur of reflexes...
hot pink blood spilling indiscriminately...
lifeless bodies collapsing against the hard endgame platform...
He wouldn't let those weaklings push him into that door at any cost.
Suddenly, Thoren screams, pulls out his scythe, and begins rushing off towards the Null Amalgamate, blinded by sheer bloodlust.
"THE NULL MUST BE DESTROYED ΔT ΔLL COST! I WΘN'T LET YΘU DESTRΘY THE FUTURE!"
His voice is changed to a much lower pitch, some artifacts and glitching apparent in places.
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Post by lunarLunatic on Mar 31, 2016 15:31:14 GMT -8
The masked figure simply watches as the berserk robot flies off to it's apparent demise.
They lift a hand towards their mask, in a position of deep thought.
If their face were not obscured by their mask...
They would probably be grinning.
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Post by SJmun on Mar 31, 2016 16:05:10 GMT -8
Niki is really freaking scared right now. She doesn't want to be in this mess anymore. She just wants to run away to somewhere safe. There isn't any escape... ...wait, this is a dreambubble! She has her Supreme Illusion Powers again! but... that... THING there... it's by definition unable to be stopped by anything magical or imaginary. But maybe... just maybe, if she tries hard enough... just maybe it can work... She has nothing left to lose at this point. Niki brandishes her holographic cornstaff and begins charging it up. She is the Mage of Corn, it is her.  |
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Post by metreu on Apr 1, 2016 11:41:24 GMT -8
The core of the newly made planet finally gives away from so much pulling and the sphere collapses under the tension. The plates shift and tear open all the way at the surface, causing massive earthquakes to start causing destruction of the world all over. The tower of gospel barely holds on and begins to tremble...
Mike watches Seth (Thoren) suddenly start an all out attack and snaps out of his daze. He pulls on his gloves and takes a deep breath. He should follow his lead. The faster this thing get put down, the easier it will be to start fixing up the void when the time comes.
But right now they didn't have a lot of time.
Mike looks to the Azure Warden next to him and was about to say something when a transmission is heard through the air...
"*zzzt*...Alright... it's recording..."
A familiar voice calls out to those who've gathered.
"I'm sending this recorded broad cast over all the airways I could manage. I'm not sure how far it will reach or who it will go to... but I wanted to send a message."
A satellite appears just outside of the dream bubble from the void. Its the one from Neon!
"My name is Michaela Erin Flores... and I am a survivor here out in the void. Some friends and I have set up on a lost rock out here and have been getting by... for the most part... We were kept here by a horror terror and our friends have been tormented, we were given tasks to complete against our will."
Micha's face appears on all monitors, speaking out to all those in the void.
"Right now everything may seem hopeless... the possibilities may seem out of reach to you, and maybe you don't feel strong enough to reach them. I just wanted to tell you, that you can do it. You can fight to survive, and you can make it out there. Come together and join your hands with others. Build a network and branch out to all those lost pawns being played by the game of a forced destiny."
She looks down for a moment, gathering her thoughts and looks back up.
"Fate has dealt me a cruel hand... and ever since I arrived in the void I've known that I was not going to make it. At parts in my life, I gave up and told the world to do it's worst... and you know what? It did. But I never died. I lived through the worst, and I was the one left standing. Please... take my words to heart... be the one left standing when all else fails, and everything seems hopeless. I believe in you... all of you. You can beat this thing. You can win."
The video message fades out and coordinates appear on the screen... coordinates for the meteor's location.
Mike hears a murmur in the void that turns into whispers.
Suddenly, from the darkness and from the dream, hundreds of lost players from other games appear. Classes and aspects from all walks of life, humans, trolls, aliens, all of them. Suddenly appear and look ready to take on the fight.
Mike's eyes widen and looks over the sea of players that had suddenly appeared. He shakes his head and calls out to them.
"Hey! You see this thing?!"
He points towards the giant null beast currently being fought by Thoren. His scythe hacking away at the beast leaving only small scars they quickly heal.
"We need to beat this thing or else all of reality will collapse! Do you hear me?! We need to destroy this thing!!"
The crowd surrounding the area kind of nod and mill about, some players move back, intimidated by the foe. Others step forward and ready their weapons.
There are shouts and battle cries heard throughout the crowd.
"Alright! Everyone on me!"
The young man with the armored persona opens his arms wide. The Warden opens up it's body and moves over Mike', closing him inside. The knight's eyes catch into blue fire and holds it's massive sword aloft.
"Let's do this! Azure Warden, Moonlight Greatsword!"
The sword fires up with energy and bursts into a giant pale moonlight sword.
The Azure Warden holds the sword at the ready and bursts forward with treamendous speeds. He clashes with the tendrils that spike out of the Null and fight back.
The hundreds of lost players join into the fray, helping Mike and Thoren pummel away at the Null. Some die, some push forwards, but they all press against the enemy of reality with their collective strikes.
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