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Skill List:

Kanji (lv1): Aspect of Energy: Electricity, Thermal, Sound, Elastic.

{Skill points: !ERROR!}

[Full destructive power limit: Village]

Skills: [1. Infuse/Absorb] [2. Energy travel] [3. Energy trail] [4. Energy bolt] [5. Energy wave] [6. Energy blade] [7. Energy shield] [8. Energy dual conduit] [9. Energy healing] [10. Umbral Cape]

[Vortex battery (Storage)]

Inventory: Geographic sphere, mechanical soap, spyware device, tungsten-infused nanotech silver chain, tech tablet (Portal) (Hide, Input, Output, Convert, Compress), night vision goggles.

Claire (lv0): Aspect of Creation

Skills: [1. Create (Slots: 5)]

Inventory: Black cloak, crossbow, crossbow bolt (modified with rotatenium), ammo pouch, Fanfics, mechanical soap, a spyglass.

David (lv1): Aspect of Form

{Skill points: !ERROR!}

[Range limit: Self]

[Vortex battery (Control)]

Skills: [1. Expand (x2)] [2. Spikefacation] [3. Delay (1-10s)] [4. Shieldfacation] [5. Trigger] [6. Transform pattern Wave] [7. Net Transform] [8. Whip transform] [9. Blend around] [10. Uno]

Inventory: Iron bat, AK -47, mechanical soap.

Amelia (lv0): Aspect of Reality

{Skill points: !ERROR!}

[Attack type: illusion] [Attack range: x3 field of view]

Skills: [1. Third-person vision] [2. Blurring Mirage] [3. Double] [4. Connect] [5. Vision Swap] [6. Disguise] [7. Flash Mirage] [8. False movement] [9. False Touch] [Mentaltomisis]

[Vortex Battery (Charge)]

Inventory: Frying Pan, knife, mechanical soap.

Sarah (lv0): Aspect of Fiction

[Skill access: 1 skill for each item] [Conjured item 1]

Inventory: Mechanical soap, Nezha’s leopard bag (Nezha’s ring).

Noah (lv0): Aspect of Emotion

Skills: [Emotion infusion] (Emotional requirement: High)

Inventory: Gilded ax, mechanical soap, a sharpening stone.

Diana (lv0): Aspect of Law

{Laws unlocked: Law of Friction} {Limit: Only manipulate small values}

Inventory: Mechanical soap, a pickaxe.

Adrian (lv0): Aspect of Knowledge.

{Connected Minds} {Info Extraction} [Limit: half of basic info}]

Inventory: Mechanical soap. rope.

Azan (lv0): Aspect of Change.

{Limitation: 1. Follow under the concept “change” only. 2. Changes under other aspects require hand holding.}

Change slot: 1

Inventory: Metal suitcase, mechanical soap, miniature fan.

Mina (lv0): Aspect of Time

{Limitations: 4 skills (Currently).}

Skills (!ERROR!) (Auto Input Activated): |1. Aging| |2. Time Exchange|

Inventory: A machete, mechanical soap.

Gwen (lv0): Aspect of Destruction

{Limitation: Gas only}

Inventory: Mechanical soap, Izzybot, P.T.A.

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Waking up, a young man finds himself inside a large room. He sees that the walls are painted white and the floor is made of polished oak planks. There are several items scattered about. An oversized couch facing a wide tv which is placed against one of the walls. On the floor in front of the tv are a bunch of cartridges and a single console, which he suspects are from around the 2000s. Besides the tv, there's a vent too small for any human to fit through. Along the ceilings are rectangular LED lights... they look to be recently installed. The young man then reaches out to feel his surrounding.

Kanji "The air is humid. Too humid."

Kanji stands up and looks at the opposite wall. There lies a fridge stocked full of snacks and drinks. It has been open for an unknowable amount of time.

Kanji "It seems that we're in a sort of leisure room, but where's the door? Hey! Weren't we suppose to be in a park?! AN, are you there?!"

The lack of response drives him to panic and begins budging his sleeping friends. That is when another dose of fear shoots through him. Four of them are missing.

Gwen "K...Kanji. What's the current situation?"

Kanji "We have been had!"

Gwen "What? Explain."

Kanji lightly shakes her shoulders and stops when Azan and Mina approach him.

Azan "Calm down, Kanji. Let's discuss this in a calmer manner. Besides, we just woke up."

Mina "Yeah, what do you mean by "We have been had!"? Lol."

Kanji "They've found us! HE has found us!"

Claire "No! You don't mean-

Amelia "Dave. Dave! Where is Dave?!"

The group pauses as a distorted sound enters the room. They find that it is coming from a small circular microphone in one of the room's ceiling corners. The frequencies fluctuate and soon become clear.

?? "Ahem. Is this thing on?... Oh, excellent. It is working. Anyway, greetings heretics!"

Kanji stares at the device, his face molded by a mixture of anger and frustration. He is also mildly annoyed by the voice of what he presumes to be an ignorant old man.

?? "Oh my. What a vulgar expression? What else did I expect from a heretic? Am I right?!... Anyway, how do you like your new home? I tried my best to make it as comfortable as possible-

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Somewhere far away from Earth's surface, a senile man in a crimson robe pauses his conversation. He strokes his long grey as he nervously turns around. A certain alien general is tabbing his foot, getting more aggressive with each tab.

?? "Ummm, my lord. Is something the matter?"

KARNAT "IT'S THIS WHOLE FUCKING CHARADE! THAT'S WHAT! WHY COULDN'T WE JUST KILL THEM?!"

?? "I understand your frustration, Sir. However, they have the young mistress."

KARNAT '"FFFFFFu-Fine! HER MAJESTY DOES FIND HER IMPORTANT. SO I'LL LET THIS SLIDE! AND ONLY FOR THAT REASON! YOU HEAR ME, M.1.1.5!"

M115 "Yes! Yes! Of course, your greatness!"

KARNAT "GOOD! BUT REMEMBER IF THINGS GO WRONG, INITIATE WITH PLAN B."

M115 "Yes, my Lord! Now then..."

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M115 "... I'm back. It was something important you see. Not like you, heretics would understand."

Kanji "Were you talking to that braindead of a Castastrian, you called "General"?"

M115 "WHAT DID YOU JUS- Ah... calm down... put your mind at ease. May the image of her holiness cure my body of rage."

Adrian "Guys, there's no exit!"

Kanji "Did you just wake up? Good, can your powers tell me anything about this room?"

Adrian "It just says this room is anonymous but has a low risk."

M115 "Oh, so that's your ability does. Thank you, for revealing it easily. However, it's pointless. You will never escape from this place."

Kanji "We'll see about that!"

Kanji attempts to punch the wall. His hands dip into its surface causing the structure to ripple like plunging your arm into a large body of water. An unlikely sensation, he doesn't feel much but air on the other end. Until-

Kanji "Woah! What the fuck?! I felt something metallic!"

Kanji drops to the floor, his face filled with shock as he stares up at the wall in front of him. He suddenly has an aching suspicion and so he turns around.

Kanji "No, it can't be!"

Kanji gets up and with his face locked in place, he throws a stronger punch. The TV is knocked over.

Kanji "...Hey, this is funny you know. I mean seriously. You have to be joking, right?! A non-euclidean space-distorting room! Fuck, this is going to be hard."

M115 "Hard? HARD?! HAHAHAHAHAA! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!"

Azan "Shut up! I'm so tired of your voice. What's the reason for doing this?"

Kanji "Yeah, you could have ended us if you wanted. But now that I reflect on it, this particular room... the lighting... the placement of furniture... the temperature... the alluring pattern of the oak and the walls which are painted with a distinctive thickness of white paint. It's the same design, a psychologist named "Newman Filmer" created in the year 2026, the room is said to induce an abnormal soothing effect for either therapy, interrogation or negotiation purposes."

M115 "Wow, Spot on! Not so bad for a heretic. For that, I might as well tell you who I am. My name is "M115"."

Amelia "I care less about that SHITE! You fucking limp dick barmy arsehole! What the fuck did you do to Dave and the others?!"

Kanji and the other wielders backed away from Amelia, her words even caused the cultist to jump back from his microphone and he falls off his seat.

M115 "Dear God, young lady! I really thought you were a passive one! No, your reaction is reasonable... I do understand what it's like to be impatient. So, I'll jump right into the case. Hand over M116."

Kanji "Ah... I see what's going on. We are 1 to 4. I don't think luck is on our side. But I'll ask you this... How do we know that you actually have them?! Where's the proof, old man?!"

M115 "Old man?! I'm, 36! You snotnose brat! Whatever! Lift the tv back in place and just look at the screen!"

The wielders pick up and look at the mentioned object, but it appears to not function.

M115 "Oh, dammit! Hold on. Don't try anything funny now!"

Gwen "Any plans, Kanji? Space anomalies aren't in the realm of my expertise."

Kanji "I have a significant grasp on the subject, but I'm not sure if this place was created using logical means or through an ability those cultists have."

Claire "I have an idea. Maybe there's a soft spot in this room."

Kanji "That's plausible. There's no way someone can make this without any drawbacks. Let's spread out!"

They punch each wall and the lowest and highest corners, ending with similar results. Kanji then tries the stomp the floor but his body drops and drops. And drops-Thankfully, he stopped this dilemma by flying. Though, He feels nauseous from the sudden stop.

Kanji "O-Ok... I'm never doing that again."

M115 "...That... That should be it! Ok, I'm back! Ah, you heretics are being obedient. I'm quite surprised... not really. You may look at the screen now."

The tv lights up with the logo of a cartoonish ten-legged ant, wearing a red robe. The screen then divides itself into four sections. They sigh with relief to see their friends sleeping peacefully on the floor. Dave in the upper left, Diana in the upper right, Noah in the bottom left, and Sarah in the bottom right.

Kanji "Why didn't he do anything with them?... Unless this is a condition! Isn't it?!"

M115 "Errr... no. I-I just forgot. That's all!"

Kanji "Was that a stutter I heard?"

M115 "Fine. You got me! This is my power "The Endless Prison of Four Locks". For me to create your room, I have to fulfill three conditions. First I need prisoners aka you heretics and eight fighters. Then, I need 4 four sealed rooms, two fighters for each, and the outcome of these fights will determine your fate."

Mina "What's the third condition?"

M115 "I'm not gonna tell you that one! Hehe. Now, we will spectate them. I'm sure you know what I'm implying."

Kanji grinds his teeth and sits on the couch.

Kanji "Fucking shit! How did it come to this?!"

Gwen "Nothing we can do now. Let's hope that for the best possible outcome."

Mina "Don't worry guys! They're strong! They'll be fine"

Kanji "That's true for Dave, Sarah, and Diana. However, I'm a bit worried about Noah."

Azan "Yeah, I'm not sure that he is a competent fighter. Then again, I wasn't paying much attention. I have a question. Where's AN? Did they get disconnected again?"

M115 "Oh, your little rebel friend can't contact you... in this room of course. Now silence! It's about to start!"

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Dave finds himself leaning against a wall of an old concrete room, sputtered with pieces of overgrown moss and the stench of rot. A single large spherical light bulb on the ceiling illuminates the room. On the opposite end, there's a door. It looks just big enough for him to fit through. However, the frame is sealed shut by layers of concrete. These appear to be quite new.

Transfixed on escaping, Dave gets up and walks toward the door, paying no attention to the four steel pillars around the center of the room.

A knife grazed his chin.

It flies and hits the wall. Dave pulls out his bat. Every single part of his body is yelling "Danger!".

Dave "Come out, bro! Don't be a pussy!"

?? "Alright. Alright. That was a cheap shot-

Dave swings his bat and shatters one of the pillars.

?? "Ok, forget what I said. We're even now."

From behind one of the other pillars, a cultist appears. His movement is sluggish... no it's like he's not walking at all but sliding. The open ends of his robe are stitched over his body. Dave can see only his enemy's deformed hands, his face is completely hidden beneath a white mask that is snitched with the hood of his red robe. There's a poker face imprinted in the center of the cosmetic.

Dave looks down and his body revolts. Disgusted by the slug-like tail sticking out from behind the cultist. He listens closely and hears hundreds of little feet tabbing against the concrete.

Without hesitation, he twists the handle on his bat and performs a jump attack. Unfortunately, his target seems to vanish.

?? "Stop with the cheap shots. It won't work on me."

Dave "Stop hiding and fight me!"

With a single swing, his bat pulverizes the remaining pillars. A shadow backs away...

Dave "Nowhere to hide now, bro. You're fucked!"

?? "Don't get ahead of yourself. I'm more capable in close combat. Now that's said, Let me introduce myself. My name is "M121, The flesh purger" and I'm in a need of more biomass!"

His fingers stretch and twist around each and form two pointy needles that are red as roses.

M121 "Here I come."

Dave gives a smile and stomps the floor leaving a crack in the center of the room.

Dave "Bring it on! Bitch!"

M121 dashes and perform a flurry of thrusts. Dave tries his best to defend against them, but two manage to cut the sides of his neck and his hip, nearly spilling out his liver.

Dave "Shit. This guy's dangerous."

Dave turns his bat into a shield and retreats.

M121 "Now, look who's running! Come back here!"

Again, the cultist throws a couple more stabs, but they're more precise and aim for Dave's eyes. Dave holds up his defense and the attacks are repelled. Following this, the shield spits out a bundle of curved spikes.

M121 "Ouch! What the fuck?! Why was it that fast?"

Dave retreats and taunts him with a rude hand gesture. Fuming with anger, the cultist bounds off the floor, trying to close the distance.

Dave "Perfect. GET FUCKED!"

M121 "What are- ARGH!-

Cultist looks down to see that his tail is impaled with a large concrete spike.

M121 "W-Where did this come from? How?!"

He looks around... M121 believes that he's going crazy. Is the room...closing in on him? Dozens of spikes jet out, covering and piercing everything except Dave.

Dave "Whew! That was close. At least, that bastard's a pincushion. Now, I just need to break this door-

The sound of bone cracking enters his ears and a rush of pain seeps into his head. Dave tumbles to the floor and sees the cause of this unpleasant feeling... a needle sticking out from a gap within the ocean of spikes.

M121 "That was close indeed. You nearly got me. I thank her holiness for this ability."

The growing pain forces the room to covert to its initial form. Dave begins to crawl to the opposite end of the room.

M121 "It's over. You're done. Give up."

Dave "Hey, I just... notice something... bro. All this time, you could've aimed for... my heart or my brain. You needed me alive for something. Am I right, bro?"

M121 doesn't respond and steps forward.

Dave "Ah, you really want to end this talk, bro. Then, goodbye!"

M121 reaches the center of the room, but the floor expands upward and denies him further access. He can't see the wielder anyone. He begins to sweat and starts pounding his fists against the wall.

M121 "YOU FUCKER! YOU FOUND OUT ABOUT IT DIDN'T YOU."

Dave "Yep, your power is so easy to read, bro. Now, I say it again. Goodbye! Bitch!"

Dave can't see what's beyond the wall, but he can hear the howls of pain, bones cracking, and flesh-tearing. Dave gets up and turns around.

Dave "You know what. Screw the fucking door."

With a wave of his hand, the circular tunnel opens in front of him into the outside world.

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The onlookers cheer at their friend's success.

Cl/Mina "Yippee! He did it!"

Amelia "Darling, that was bloody amazing!"

Kanji "Nice job, Dave. That was truly splendid!"

Azan "Ummm, I don't get it. If he made a wall there, shouldn't his power not work since he is technically in a different room."

Adrian "Allow me to explain. Look over there."

Azan "Wait... No way! That's the crack he made!"

Gwen "Fascinating, isn't it... the concept of a room and how flexible it is. We are lucky that Dave is an experienced fighter, especially against that kind of frightening power. It was based on your opponent's line of sight, allowing the user to travel between its blind spot. Just the thought of it brings me chills."

M115 "Blah. Blah! BLAH! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! This isn't over! The next round is starting!"

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Diana waits patiently, she feels cautious of her surrounding. It likes those rooms for the clinically insane except everything is made of a strange variant of Kevlar. The room is then lit up through a light source for one can't seem to see.

Diana "Are the lights behind the walls? Why am I here?"

A robed figurine teleports in front of Diana's eyes. Immediately, she can tell that this person has a feminine body structure. Her composture however is as frail as an abandoned cat, looking like she's on the verge of panicking. The left side of the cultist's face is covered with her pitch-black hair. Diana can't see the rest of her body since the cultist's robe is oversized. Though Diana does see that she is hiding something along the diagonal axis of her torso.

?? "M-M-mmm, H-Hi."

Diana "Hello? Who are you and why am I here?"

?? "I-I'm M122. I-I'm here to... umm... k-kill you."

Diana "Kill me? Is this a fucking joke?!"

M122 "AH! D-Don't come near! I-I'm warning you!"

M122 spread her arms to reveal three belts full of bullets. Her arms become more stable and grab several capsules in each hand.

Diana "What are you planning? You don't even have a gun!"

M122 "O-Oh, yeah. W-Watch me!"

She tosses the bullets as hard as she can... they ricochet off the floor in front of her. While in the air, She points at Diana and the bullets shoot forward.

Diana is hit... three have entered her right arm. The others hit the wall behind her, but instead of flying off, the bullets are caught inside. Diana becomes furious and runs toward M122. She then stops and notices-

Dave "Hey! Why is there one bullet on that wall? Wait, are you The Evil Bullet?"

M122 "W-What?"

Diana "You know. The main villain of The Detective Master saga. He has twelve goons that follow him around and shoots at his victims by spinning a single bullet and seeing where the bullet's head is pointing to."

M122 "E-Errr, maybe."

Diana "I knew it. But I'm guessing you're not that good, right? Seeing one of them hit the wall behind you. So... here I come!"

Diana reduces the friction beneath her feet and slides toward M122. She grabs a couple more bullets and tries to stop her, but Diana easily dodges them.

Diana is within a punching distance. With no other choice, M122 takes off the belts. Streams of tears pour from her eye sockets.

M122 "I'm so sorry... Big sister."

She slams it against the floor.

The cascade of bullets pokes her body full of holes and she dies of blood loss. Diana however, at the last moment, instinct causes her to fall to the floor sliding and she manages to avoid most of the projectiles. Although her right arm is now completely busted. With her immense strength, She rips out some of the strange Kevlar and bandages up her limb. She then looks around the room and finds a trap door hidden on the floor. She exits the room.

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All "Nice!"

M115 "SILENCE! I said it isn't over yet! Start the next round immediately! And you heretics better be quiet!"

Kanji "Looks like someone's angry. Told you, you shouldn't underestimate us."

M115 bites on his microphone and begins slamming his desk. He picks up his phone and contacts the next cultist.

M115 "Show him no mercy!"

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?? "Got it. I know that you're awake. No use in hiding it."

Inside an abandoned attic, The cultist tucks away his phone and gives a creepy smile at the young man across from him.

Noah "Well, shit. What a bummer?" "FUCK! How did he know?"

?? "Huh, so you're edgy too. Man, now I don't want to kill you. HAHAHAHAHA... Just kidding."

No other words can describe this person other than "Lunatic". His frail and wacky body structure along with the unnatural way he moves like he's hiding something beneath that robe.

Noah steps back and holds out his ax. His mind is in disarray as he frantically looks around for any form of escape.

?? "I'll be straight with you, my name is "M123", "The Hemoscorpio"."

Noah "Rad name." "What does that even mean?!"

M123 "Thanks. Now, DIE!!!"

He sprints toward Noah. The Aspect of Emotion sees that his enemy has no weapon, giving him hope, so he grips his weapon and swings at M122. A red massive stinger-shaped appendage pops out from below, it is similar to a scorpion's.

Noah "What the hell?!" "SHIT!"

The stinger tries to inject Noah's neck but a dark aura repels it. The cultist's grin grows wider and he repeats the attack in rapid succession. It hits. The stinger twitches and starts injecting a mysterious liquid into his body. Noah can't do anything but watch.

M123 "Game over."

M115 "What are you doing?! You're not supposed to kill him!"

M123 "Relax, I can remove it at any time."

Noah looks at his hand, they're shaking on their own. No.... his entire body is shaking. Poison... no not possible.

Noah "What did you do to me?!" "Please make it stop!"

M123 ".... Fine. Might as well tell you since you're done anyway. I can inject people with a type of slime that raises your body's blood pressure. Soon you'll spaz out on the ground or die of a heart attack."

Noah "Fuck." "Is this it? Is it the end? Will I die here? No... I won't allow that. Sarah... I will live for Sarah!"

Noah gives M123 a determined look. He positions his ax over his left hand and creates a small cut along the palm.

M123 " OW! WHAT?! Why did you- No, shit! My hand hurts! What in the world did you do?"

Noah "I'm sharing my pain. The fight isn't over yet. I'll keep moving forward!" "For my comrades! For Sarah!"

Noah jumps and throws his ax toward M122's chest. The massive stinger pops out and coils around his body. Noah notices this and so he bites off a chunk out of his right shoulder. M122 flinches from the immense pain and releases his defenses, giving a clear path for Noah's ax.

M123 "AARGH! FUCK! I'll kill you!"

Noah pulls out his ax and falls back. M123, in a frenzied state, flails around his stinger hoping it would strike him. Noah dodges and holds his ax high. M123 covers his face, thinking that Noah is going to bring it down upon him.

Noah "Sorry. It's game over." "Gotcha! I win!"

Noah puts out his right knee and chops his ax down against it. Noah and the cultist howl in pain but Noah manages to sustain his balance. M123, however, falls to the floor and hugs a leg that isn't even injured. With this opportunity, Noah chops off his head.

Noah looks to the floor... it's drenched with blood. Too much blood.

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Kanji "Shit! Noah's dying. This isn't part of the deal!"

M115 "Hand over M116 then."

Gwen "Don't listen to him!"

Claire "But what else can we do?!-

They heard a massive crashing noise from the tv. Looks like the roof of antic collapsed. Wait... no way!

Diana "Not to worry for I AM HERE!"

Dave "Me too, bro."

Noah "Guys. How did you find me?"

Diana "Good old AN trying to contact us all day."

Dave "Yeah, because of these weird-ass rooms. Bro, we better be fucking quick. Sas Sas is in trouble."

Noah "Sarah is in trouble!" "No, it can't be!"

Diana "I understand how you feel but you are bleeding like hell. Let's get you to a hospital first. Leave the search to us."

Noah "But Sar-

Noah sinks into unconsciousness. Diana picks him up and they all head to a nearby hospital.

Kanji and the others are relieved for his safety. This pleasant feeling, however, was destroyed by the sound of kicking and punching.

M115 "FUCKINGHSIOHFEHIJSOHNWIOHWOSH! ONE LAST ROUND!"

Kanji "Might as well give up. Sarah's a tough one."

M115 "SHUT UP!"

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Inside a small basement, two young lady circles each other on a moist concrete floor, waiting for the first move. The lights flicker every few seconds, it's hard for Sarah to make out the cultist's appearance.

Sarah "Are you going to attack?"

?? "No, I'm awaiting orders. If I do attack, this would over quickly."

Sarah "Oh really, now. So what's your name anyway?"

?? "I don't give names to strangers-...... Aha... Alright. I just got permission to defeat you."

Sarah "We'll see about that."

Sarah flings her ring across the room, and it cuts through what Sarah assumes is the cultist's upper thigh.

Sarah "Gotcha!"

Her weapon returns, covered with blood. It feels heavier.

Sarah "Huh? What is this red stuff?! Why is it growing?!"

She panics and drops the ring. The amorphous red blob swallows the weapon and starts attaching itself to the floor.

Before Sarah can look back, she was kicked in the face, giving her a bloody nose. Her mind becomes hazy and she tries to take a fighting stance.

?? "That is Chinese Kenpo... but amateurish at best. I knew it, without that little toy of yours, you're defenseless."

She delivers a kick to Sarah's face. Sarah tries guarding, but the kick was bait. At the last minute, the cultist switches and performs a palm strike to her stomach. It knocks Sarah back and her head collides with the wall making her unconscious.

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M115 "Haha.. HAHA... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAH! I win!"

The other wielders are in disbelief, they can't believe their eyes. They say nothing and the girls are weeping.

Kanji clenches his fist and punch it through the tv.

M115 "You can leave now. The exchange will be done in the basement of this building."

The room begins to distort and changes into an empty office.

Kanji and the others exit the room. They travel down a flight of stairs leading towards a door. They open it and see the cultist.

Enraged by the sight of her, the wielders pull out their weapons but immediately withdraw when they see that the cultist has a knife to Sarah's throat.

Kanji walks forward and opens his portal. He then drags out M116 by the hair, she is asleep. The exchange begins.

However, as soon as each side gets back hostage, The cultist reaches out and touches Sarah.

M115 "Checkmate! Heretics!"

M116 and the other cultist teleport out of the room. The wielders tilt their head in confusion.

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On Karnat's ship, M115 looks at his screen. totally flabbergasted at the situation.

M115 "Eh? HUH?! What the?! Why didn't it?! My lord!"

Karnat facepalms.

KARNAT "Damn it! Cogarath... fuck! I should have asked her before doing this. M115!"

M115 "Yes, Sir!"

KARNAT "Good job on the arrangement. We at least have her back."

M115 "Thank you, you're too kind! Hey, M124! You hear that! We got praised!"

M124 "I... I know. And I appreciate it, my lord. But what happened to... my... little sister."

M115 "She's... it was awful. She's gone, my dear."

Karnat can see the roaring fire within the young lady's eye and he smiles, thinking back to older days.

KARNAT "I understand your rage. But be patient and you'll savor the feeling when the time comes!"

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Sarah is in a corner, she can't bear to face her friends. The others try to approach but Kanji stops them.

Kanji "No leave her be. We just wait until she picks herself back up."

A small voice in Sarah's head is telling her to stand up and take revenge. As time passes, the voice becomes clear and she stands up. She pulls out her phone and contacts her cult members.

She turns and looks at her friends, they see a smile filled with blood lust.

Mina "Ummm... you're scaring me. What... what did you do, Sarah?"

Sarah "Oh nothing. Just a little commanding... with my associates to crush some ants."

Kanji "Well, at least. You regained your confidence. Let's be honest, all of this is because we decided to take the cryo-porting with no security for when we are unconscious. I say that we don't do it anymore and just travel to our destination manually until we find another solution."

Gwen "Agree. Perhaps on another private vehicle. Anyone here good at driving multiple types of transport."

Mina "Me! I can do it!"

Gwen "Excellent. Look at our current location. We're a pretty long way to the museum. I recommend going by truck because of the rocky roads.'

Azan "I'll order it as soon as we get out of this building."

The group exit and travels to the hospital to pick up Diana and Dave. They put Noah inside the portal and they begin traveling to the Museum of Modern Art. They're constantly met with apologies from AN for not being able to help. They tell AN that it's okay and everyone takes a rest, except for Mina who takes the wheel, and Azan who becomes their watchful eye. The two shared one side of an air pod and listen to music all night long.