Rested from her thermal fight against Infamous, Angela continued on her way. Two Destiny Bosses on the clock, she looked at the astral map with the route to follow but, without explanation, the next one was invisible. She couldn't see him. The constellationnate line didn't continue as if nothing had happened, there was an empty space at the location of what should be a Destiny Boss.

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Suddenly, a shrill cry echoed through Angela's mind and a horrifying face appeared to her. She was scared to death at that moment, surprised and confused. The cry stopped then and the face disappeared, leaving Angela in question.

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The more she moved away, the more her vision cleared up, and vice versa as she got closer. However, even after closing the map, the spectral apparition lingered in her memory, like a curse. It had really marked her, she had never experienced a screamer before. She then tried to think of something else to make this image disappear from her thoughts. It was then that an idyllic sight appeared to her. Countless Tacos had popped into her head. Looking at all her beauties, she was blissful, making her forget her fear. Following this slight incident, she resumed her way to find this mysterious and frightening Destiny Boss. In the vastness of space, always the same story, planets here and there of the cosmos. While nothing really impressive was to be deplored, it made her happy to see things in her path instead of a constant emptiness. But after a while, Angela sensed that something was wrong. All the cosmos darkened as she advanced, like a mist that would cover the places when a boss approached in some terrian games. The atmosphere was becoming as unhealthy as possible, very heavy too. It wasn't the pressure of facing a new enemy that weighed on Angela, but something else. She had the feeling that it was the enemy himself who was pressing on her, as if to play with her. She had an unpleasant feeling of bitterness.

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Turning around at full speed, the darkness now remained as it was. Everything around her was nameless darkness. She thought she was hallucinating at hearing laughter and a few echoes in that unhealthy vastness, but that also coupled with stealthy appearances, so much so that she never managed to distinguish them clearly before they vanished. Her mind would spin at various times and then recover, she was really not well. She could not make this discomfort disappear with her care because it was not activated. Her other powers either. No matter which one she wanted to use, it didn't activate, as if the place prevented it. Really scary. Angela was actually starting to panic at this stinging helplessness.

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In her nervousness, a quiet voice reached her. A voice in a rather arrogant tone.

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A male voice with a pronounced echo reached her from either side of the space, with no exact provenance. Sometimes from the right, sometimes from the left, sometimes even from the bottom see from the top. It surprised her all the more when she seemed to be coming from right in front or behind her, scrambling to fend off a visibly nonexistent threat.

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This word then resounds in every corner of space with deafening acoustics, making Angela dizzy.

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A moment of silence fell.

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At the announcement of his name, countless afterimages of him appeared around Angela. Ghosts, grotesque and amorphous, looking in her direction. Each emitted a pestilential aura, as much in the smell as in the darkness. Some differed from the others, sometimes bigger, sometimes taller, but only one thing remained to them : The fear they instilled. Angela wasn't indifferent to it, and the fear she felt had never been greater. Oddly, she knew it wasn't natural, the fear she had of these specters was not rational and seemed to come from a presumably passive power. Even her sights of imaginary Tacos didn't help her stop it, a fear so irrational it kept her from moving at will, just poor jerky movements.

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Suddenly, one of the ghosts burst out of the shadows and locked Angela in a sort of cage of darkness. Paralyzed, she could not react.

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Without waiting, the cage descended and was submerged with an endless pitch.

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And so sank Angela into the depths of an unknown abyss. Right after, all the ghosts disappeared and the space returned to how it was before. For her part, Angela was falling constantly towards an unknown destination, still taken by an absurd fear.

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Around her, nothing. The black, continuously. However, various things were appearing as she continued to fall. Many cages, suspended by a chain from which the beginning was hidden, were more or less visible in this dark lair. Although she could not clearly identify their content, at times she could make out presumably humanoid figures. As the pressure eased from her body, the cage suddenly stopped, pinning her to the ground violently. Unsurprisingly, this dark dimension always nullified the use of powers. Waiting for a solution to get out of there, Angela spotted a cage closer to hers than the others, in which an entity was. A humanoid entity like some others rare and more indistinguishable in the distance. Coming closer, always paralyzed, she tried to get a better view of this thing that sat silently in its cage. Noticing this, the thing suddenly turned its head and clung to the dark bars with strength, which surprised Angela. With a look of terror but as if weary, the humanoid with the male voice began to speak.

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The man, visibly relieved, sat down wearily in the same spot as before. Angela, confused, was curious to know who this person was.

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As if proud to have received attention in this dismal void, he sighed.

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The man stared at Angela.

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Angela had just realized that she had get carried away.

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Against all expectations, she was actually no longer really paralyzed by any fear. She could now move freely.

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Angela then stood up in her cage, contemplating the surroundings with more attention.

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Angela, though she was once again free to move, was again paralyzed where she was. Seeing her puzzled as to how to get out, the stranger held out his hand.

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The man had just given her a kind of shell, similar to small crustaceans on Earth. When she took it, an intense light sprang from the object in the palm of her hand and dazzled her and the entire place. After the flash dimmed, everyone in the far cages started screaming, like during a flashmob.

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The screams, in unison, were not shrill. On the contrary, they were not very powerful, like background noises, but as filled with an eternal sadness, resembling heavy tears. Angela, uncomfortable and pained, sensed their grief. Looking at the object her friend had just given her, she decided to act. Cross-legged, she took a deep breath and cleared her mind.

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No answer. Silent, Angela meditated. The crying continued and her companion was wondering what, when suddenly she emitted a faint body glow. This light, strange as it was, began to cover her cage as well, which shattered into small white shards.

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Continuing to meditate, the darkness composing the place itself then began to purify itself and became a place of immaculate white. The man, for his part, could not believe it.

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The place continued to crumble to become a warm place. The other cages containing individuals also destroyed themselves and freed them from their burdens. The cries of desolation quickly transformed into a calm but peaceful silence unlike the heavy ambience of the previous silence. However, Angela could no longer purify the rest. Struggling to continue, she opened her eyes and stood up. Looking around, she saw the new places she had created, but also those she hadn't been able to reach.

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Angela turned to that voice that sounded familiar to her and came face to face with the person she had been conversing with all this time in that black void. But this person had changed, she was now more radiant. With a more polished and vivified appearance, the man was now much classier.

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The man wondered why she didn't recognize him. Looking at himself then, he understood this questioning.

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Positioning himself with righteousness and nobility, he put his right hand on the chest to make the introductions.

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Angela then emitted a strange feeling.

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Benoit leaned over her and was suddenly closer. At that moment, she emitted a strong blush and backed away.

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Angela knew all the different emotions, but she obviously hadn't experienced them all.

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Angela seemed embarrassed about her condition. She, who had never felt that way, was a little scared. Knowing the cause of this behavior, it annoyed her then and she got angry, whereupon her hot flashes stopped.

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This time, Angela had no real reaction. She therefore had deny his love power. Continuing to talk, Benoit slowly told his story to Angela.

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Benoit gave a sad expression. Angela suspected from his expression that she had drifted onto a delicate subject.

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Angela and Benoit changed the subject and continued to talk about their origins. Angela revealed her true nature, which puzzled Benoit.

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Oddly, Benoit was more astonished at what a Tacos was than at Angela's very existence as the incarnation of the concept, to believe he had already had such strange experiences. As for him, Benoit revealed where he came from.

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At these words, Angela couldn't get over it.

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Suddenly, a thud was heard, like the echo of an earthquake. In the white expanse, Angela and Benoit jumped in fear and warned themselves. Angela was surprised that her clairvoyant sixth sense hadn't warned her, but that detail slipped out of her mind when a voice she had heard before suddenly appeared.

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A dismal voice, seeming to come from the hells. Boom Breaker had burst in again. As elusive and sly as ever, the Destiny Boss seemed to be playing with them for the umpteenth time.

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A moment later, an icy hand touched Angela's shoulder. It wasn't a cold making hairs stand on end, that hand had frozen her soul.

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With a gesture, Benoit positioned himself in Angela's place, as if exchanging their two bodies.

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Angela narrowly dodged a hit causing afterimages. She wondered why her clairvoyance did not activate.

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Boom Breaker's hits weren't just attacking on a physical level. The psychic plane was also affected. Each of his blows caused soul damage.

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Furious, she approached with fuliginous speed Boom Breaker, who was surprised.

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Barely, he dodged her blows, which he feared for some reason. Indeed, Angela also emitted a kind of white aura. Boom Breaker made the link with the purifying technique used in his dimension.

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Boom Breaker then raised his hand to the side as he leaned forward and squirted a large amount of whitish mass, in the form of a scythe.

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Quickly, Boom Breaker swung his scythe like a frisbee at Angela. Dodging her at the last minute, the scythe turned around to hit her full in the back.

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After the shock, Angela's limbs were extremely heavy. They weren't actually heavy literally, but extremely slow, like going in slow motion.

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Attempting to move, her body was indeed slowing down, she even saw Boom Breaker moving even faster, but that was only due to her also slowing perception. Even her white aura couldn't instantly negate this effect. It was then that she had an idea.

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Suddenly, Boom Breaker felt weak. Staggering, the temporal slowing active on Angela immediately ceased and his negative aura lost its effect.

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Before even finishing her incantation, a titanic gust shook the surroundings, coming from Boom Breaker.

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With a black aura of anger visible from afar, Boom Breaker summoned colossal clouds of darkness above him. Melting into them, it changed shape and became even more monstrous. Thirsty for revenge and drunk with hatred, the Destiny Boss had finally revealed himself as he really was.

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The masses of darkness in his body then rushed towards her, accompanied by heart-rending cries. Angela, not having time to recite the incantation and cornered, did not know what to do. It was then that a brave stranger intervened and countered the attack. A brave man, all dressed in nobility, who possessed a charm that, strangely, did not reach her.

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Looking away, her body, yet soulless at the time, was summoning incantations to boost his soul who was at the front. Like a cloning technique, it went even further, it was a perfect harmony and synchronization between the soul and the body of someone, a separation are all philosophical from a certain point of view.

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Nodding, Angela joined forces with Benoit to defeat Boom Breaker once and for all. The latter, mad with rage, unleashed all his power on them.

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Looking for a solution, she had an idea the least to say strange.

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Taking his hand, she scanned him and copied his power.

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Concentrating, she combined Benoit's Slayer of Reality with her aura and created a new attack. Letting go of her hand, she asked Benoit to step aside, an order he carried out, and waved a hand at Boom Breaker.

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His cry and his anger caused an intense shockwave that pushed the duo back. The two, determined, launched the attack with all the confidence and determination they possessed. Angela going to the right of Boom Breaker as Benoit took the left while retrieving his body in the process.

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Angela, to the side, was discovering a dark and vengeful side of Benoit, but if that would finally secure victory over this tenacious specter, it didn't bother her more than that. However, like a never-ending storyline, Boom Breaker once again emitted an aura of rage, disgust, and revenge, but unlike previous auras, this one was literally overpowered, on an immeasurably higher level.

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On the verge of tears, Angela saw parts of Benoit's body disappear.

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