A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

Saren? Tell me. Do you know what this is? Another Reaper?

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"What... in the Hells is this?!" Kisame said, shocked as he felt the sudden unholy presence in the distance.

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— Saren shook his head, remaining silent.—

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—The flares of a red sun slowly began to drift downward at projection. —

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— Digamma had remained silent for a long while, simply watching the unhallowed Chaos-Bringer and His steady advance. Now, he spoke. —

You Never Had Your Own Servants, Did You, Traditore? You Don't Understand It. Unless You Count Those Little Dolls You Played With.

Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

Craft had stalked into the Common Room earlier, listening to the conversations in silence. Upon hearing the latest attempt to break through into the Common Room, he cast his steely gaze upward toward the cieling.

"All I am concerned with at this point is the retirement of Mavericks. There is nothing left for me to return to in my home dimension," he said simply. "The why, however, can wait until we deal with this."

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Not a Reaper... Are you assuming better or worse?

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"What... What the hell is going on?" Gordon asked. "What the fuck was that?!"

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Blink shook her head. "I never wanted servents. I didn't really like it... I never really needed them, anyway. Why... why is it here?"

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"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

— The Nomad snapped his fingers, and Xi resumed her normal divine coloration and feeling, still unable to move. —

A Pity. I Would've Enjoyed A Little Scuffle For My Men.

—The scythemaster gave his typical rictus grin. —

Why Wouldn't He Be Here, Traditore?

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The Doctor struggles. Can you let me go?

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Xi shut her eyes when her colors returned, and shook her head before opening them again and looking up at Digamma.

"Because he's going to try and eat the planet! We're not supposed to ever see him here!"

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"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

— A massive solar flare flashed downward, hurtling across space and into the maw of Unicron. The rings pulsed in malevolent work as matter was irrevocably destroyed within. —

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—Saren released his hold, scan visor flickering.—

—-

—The ancient deity laughed, his ragged mouth black as the abyss. —

This Place Isn't On That Planet. But Why Did You Ever Think It Was Safe From The Things Out There?

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Proud member of the IAA What's the point of being grown up if you can't act childish?

Bowser had kept silent ever since he was sent back to the Common Room. He wasn't exactly happy with how he went out during the challenge. But hey, at least he was back to normal (that is, not a skeleton).

To be seen, stand up To be heard, speak up To be appreciated, shut up

"Because... I never thought there was anything that could..."

Xi's voice trailed off. She didn't really know why she though they'd never be found by something like that. "The champions are still down there! And some of the others..."

There were still some of the others who hadn't been horrible to the champions... and... her chance to erase all that made her a nomad relied on the champions. And they were her friends...

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"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."

Rey was settled in a corner of the room by himself, sitting with his back to the wall, hugging his knees, head down. If anyone were to come close enough, the slow, steady breathing would be enough to alert them that he was in fact quite asleep, and apparently had been since they had returned.

Easing back into life one step at a time

The Doctor shudders. "By Rassilion and Omega. What fresh hell hath the Nomads wrought?"

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Lux, finally jolted from her catatonic trance by the horrible events above, slowly moved to Rey's side and deployed a shield around them.

How can you be in two places at once when you're not anywhere at all?

Naoto was in her own corner of the room, sitting with her knees drawn up. She was not asleep though, instead staring off into space.

In the midst of this commotion, the door to a certain Predacon's chamber slid open with a hiss of escaping gas and the whir of hydraulics, and moments later Ravage stepped out. It was readily aparent that a considerable change had been wrought upon the transmetal panther's frame during his brief absence; while his body configuration was largely the same, the fur and other organic components were now gone, leaving his now-angular limbs on display. Further, his features had become far more symmetrical and utilitarian; no longer did he bare irregular patches of grey or silvered metal on display, for now his body was a uniform shade of black that seemed to absorb most adjacent light, and his mere presence seemed to darken the room by a slight—yet noticeable—degree.

Most notable of all, however, were the two large lights which now occupied his chest. Angular and red, a keen observer might notice that these looked uncannily like larger versions of the Predacon's eyes.

Ravage swept his optics across the gathered Champions and opened his mouth to ask what the commotion was all about; his words died unspoken, alas, for he followed some of their stares upward and laid eyes upon the grim, horned symbol emblazoned across the roof. Immediately his ears went flat against his head and he began to hiss; had he still possessed fur, it would have been puffed up and standing on end in a clear feline threat display.

"Impossible," he breathed. "How did the Chaosbringer get here?"

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His intervention complete, Lambda returned to his body with a sigh. The argent Nomad did not act for a few moments, remaining silent and morose as he contemplated the events which had occurred after he had returned the Champions to the Common Room; true to his word he had released Shin, although not before making one last use of his power in order to get the pair to a safer location—after all, without a working elevator or spinner, the archaeologist and his wife would have been trapped in Yaldabaoth's chamber until they eventually died of thirst and starvation. Considering the hell they had recently lived through, they deserved better than that—better a chance at survival on a hostile planet picked clean of the trappings of civilization than no chance at all.

Another sigh left his mouth then, as he recalled how it had felt to hold her again, to feel her skin against his palm and smell the unique scent of her hair, even for just a moment—for the first time in a long time, his spirits had lifted and he had been at peace. Yet it was but a pale imitation of the real thing, and even if he were the sort to go back on his word, he would not have done so in this situation; he had done many things of questionable morality over the eons, but to live vicariously through another in order to capture a semblance of what his life had once been like, even if that someone was, in a way, himself, would have been wrong. He would have overwritten the life of another, replaced the soulmate of a kind and loving woman with a bitter phantasm, a graven image that simply would not have been the man she loved. Not only would this have essentially condemned Shin to spend the rest of his life as a prisoner within the confines of his own skull, but it would have been the act of a coward, a dereliction of his responsibility and the real world in favour of a fleeting fantasy—and if there was one thing Lambda had learned over the span of his very long life, one precept which he would never violate under any circumstances, it was that he would never run away, ever again.

As his thoughts drifted towards duty and responsibility, the Nomad's face settled into a stoic mask of determination. No, he most certainly would not run away—not when the light of his life depended on him, in this desperate hour. Twice before she had needed him, and twice he had failed her...but both times had occurred long ago, when they had both been so much less than they were now—still young, and still mortal. No longer would he stand by and leave her to burn, to suffer for his inaction; no longer would she be forced to live a hideous, monstrous existence in the endless darkness, a palpable incarnation of dementia and death made flesh for the creation of further evils. She would be free, and woe betide anyone who sought to stop him from ensuring her liberation.

Now, after countless millennia spent in subtle plotting and the enaction of a thousand schemes, the acquisition of all the components he required, Lambda was ready to free her at last; all that remained was to rouse the key, and then his work could at last begin...and he would be damned if he would allow one of those assinine fools to put her life at risk by bringing in Unicron at this crucial juncture.

The Danse Macabre Codex

"The Chaosbringer? Your universe's devil... OH BY THE SWEET NAME OF RASILLON."

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"A message?" Spriggan asked Kimimaro after he read it.

"Exit muna si Polgas. Ang kailangan dito ay si Dobermaxx!"

Rey jerked awake at the sudden shout, blinking somewhat, reaching up to flick back the visor on his helmet and rub his eyes. "Wha...what now..."

Easing back into life one step at a time

"Rey. We're fighting the devil of Ravage's universe. Do you got any info?"

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Kimimaro could not answer Spriggan, too stunned by the revelation that the being bearing down on this planet was essentially Ravage's Universe's Satan or 10-Tails. He said nothing, mentally reciting a light prayer, but his hand absent-mindedly held the note out for Spriggan to see.

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Rey grumbled something under his breath, apparently still more or less trying to come awake, voice annoyed at the intrusion into his sleep. "Ravage's devil...? I dunno, uh...there was...planet...monster or something, I didn't really..." He blinked a bit, then suddenly raised his head, looking a little more alert. "Wait, what? WHY are you asking me about this?"

Easing back into life one step at a time

"Unicron is more than a simple planet, Mysterio," Ravage said, his voice carrying none of the usual venom or superiority as he spoke. "It is the embodiment of evil, the devourer of worlds and stars, and it desires only one thing—the complete eradication of all existence other than itself, down to the very last atom."

The Predacon let out a sigh, shaking his head slowly. "We are completely and utterly slagged."

The Danse Macabre Codex

"_{I think it wants to eat us...}" Lux told Rey in a very, very tiny voice.

Her head turned when Ravage spoke. "_{Yup. Eaten...}"

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How can you be in two places at once when you're not anywhere at all?