Yippee. Stalling. The uber-fun, totally radical part of the job.
Where the hell did he go..?
*bass boosted among us trap remix*
So long, a-Bowser!
'Hope'... that meddlesome power. There is something peculiarly familiar about it....
H-hey now, we can talk about this, nobody has...to...
Mean mirror...will not hurt others...ever again...
URAAAAGGHHHH!!!!
(Oh.)
Okay...this is strange.
What strange? We're just outside.
Yeah...but who's that?
Huh? I have no idea.









What's the matter, darlings? Why so silent? Come to your senses, mmmmmm~?
Woah. Is that your souls leaving your body upon realizing the situation, or are you guys just happy to see me?
It's game over, you degenerate trash. This ends here.
Hope... the more I have, the more powerful the Ring gets. And the more powerful it is, the more hopeful we are. Not just of exterminating you permanently... but going beyond to a better world.
...Scrubs. Can't you tell? There ain't no hope for any of you h8-filled m8s on the globe! all that awaits is madness and Despair...
And THAT'S why we gotta look for as much fun in it as possible, baby!
IT ENDS HERE!
Wowie... I'm so tingly!
(....Emotional Power. That's immense Hope he's wielding.....)
(Did my counterpart give him one of the World Rings? That idiot. Each one of those seven artifacts hold the individual power for mass destruction and more. If someone had obtained them and intended to use them for evil...)
Did you forget, Strappingtype? My l8tent magic allows me to regener8 with ease!
...Hnnn...
(...It doesn't matter. I can't afford to back down and lose hope now. Everything is riding on this fist.)
Idiot. What did I tell you, young man? Now, you're in big trouble, mister.
!
...I... have no excuse. I listened to passion instead of ration, and I became exactly the kind of being I despised. Verily. I am a monster.
...but even so...
Heeeey, Butler, pal, ol' chum, my very own body buddy, you can-- you-- just so we're clear, no hard feelings, right?
I will assure that you are eradicated as well!
AAAAAAAAH! Y-YAMATE! YAMATEEEEE~!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!
No... n-no, no! This isn't how it was supposed to end, dammit! I haven't even gotten my own harem yet!
Seriously!? This shit is so dumb! So because part of something inside of me has hope, that somehow overrides my abilities!?
I even had a whole bucket list of things to do as soon as I escape the Shadow Realm!? Guess how many things I got done!? Three! Out of how many? Eighteen million, five hundred nintety-six thousand, three hundred and thirty four!
You know what? What am I worrying about, anyway? This is a RedBomber post. We all know he refuses to let his bad guys die. Even if you kill me, I'll come back with some off-the-cuff bullshittery! You're doing this for nothing! NOTHING! NO--
That's... what I think... of your... bant...
...
...
...Heh.
...I got nothing to complain about.
Uh, guys? You might wanna take a look at this.
If this guy pulled another Zorro on us, I swear to god.
...So it's done, then. Vaati - and Butler - are gone.
Yeah, yeah, I saved you guys. No need to thank me. I'll just be on my way, gentlemen. I've got a mamacita waiting for me.
Everyone here has contributed just as much as him! Also, blegh.
Now, now! What matters most is we all gave our very best effort together! Teamwork is teamwork all the same? Right, Proteus?
Proteus?
See you suckers never.
Bye bye~! Be safe, friend!
Speaking of goodbyes, guess now that everything's taken care of, we should be on our leave.
Yeah. Until next time you need us to stand in the background and/or get beat up.
...You held back. During our fight. You coulda won, but you didn't go that route. Why?
...
...Part of me felt you were right. That I should only be influenced by myself above all other things. I guess I couldn't fully reject that.
How'd you know all that, anyway?
...Simple. We all start somewhere.
...
...Kid, I'm sorry. I should've helped you out when I could. You didn't know who you were, who made you, and--
Soul.
...
...Let's go back to being pals again.
Wow. Some honorary member he is.
My objective is complete. I no longer have any business with you fools.
If you need help with anything, pretty please let me know! I'll be with you guys in a heartbeat, 'kay?
*gurgle of agreement*
Byeeee~!
What'd I tell ya? Now, they're ripe for the picking! Especially since Showboatype is too worn down to compete!
No, you idiot! You think just because he's tired he can't do that trick of his again? We'll get crushed!
Hch! Maybe you, but sure as hell not me! I'll be fine!
I gotta move on from this bastard... but it won't be until AFTER I've made him pay!
Huh!?
What the hell!?
You can't tell me that, bub. Only Dracon decides his prey, 'cause everywhere he goes is his hunting grounds.
Ugh, what's goin' on? Feels like I've got the worst tummy ache.
Ngh... we... gotta... get outta... he--
...Has become the hunted.
〈...And then Gio pulled out some strange device, and it opened up a strange sort-of wormhole beneath us. I think you can peace together what happened after.〉*
〈It's really strange; I haven't seen anything quite like it...〉
〈Wait, you know what they are? How?〉


〈Wait, you used to be HUMAN!?〉
〈Sorry, carry on.〉


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〈"Giovanni"... Sounds like a longer form of Gio. This can't be a coincidence.〉

...Oh. So it is you. Please, feel free to come in...
At least ONE of us around here is actually doing something.
I believe the Noise Tank here has come to make that special delivery you asked for.
So, you have arrived. Tell me... did you get ALL of them?
Y'know how I was talking about the most cliche superpower a chameleon can have? Well, now you see me...!
Now I'm literally
ing invisible!
...
I see you've finally returned. Although, you are late to the party. The ones you wish to exterminate so badly have already vanished... along with their enemy.
...
I should thank you for this body. No ordinary vessel can keep even a mere portion of my power contained this well. Regardless... you may wish to avoid undermining those acquaintances of yours.
I have been observing the land for eons; Believe when I say this: You may harbor limitless potential... but collectively... so do they.
...
...My might is unrivaled by all. Intervene, and you shall soon learn this as well.
...Very well. I did not plan on altering the events of your affair regardless. Do as you wish.... I will simply find my own entertainment elsewhere.
...
...Hmph.
That'll do. Come in.
President Walter.
Where's the rest of your suck-up buddies?
They are not suck-ups. But the rest of my team is on standby.
Right. Because they're watching you host a 3D projection of yourself. You're not in my office. You're a fake.
With all do respect, commander-in-chief, this shouldn't qualify as me hiding anything. It's equally obvious to me that you would figure it out in an instant as it is for you that I haven't actually stepped foot here.
...Fair enough. I'll get to the point. You-- and I'm sure as well others-- have put me in a hell of a situation. How do you think the public will react to me saying it was one of my personal agents from an alternate timeline that jeopardized so many lives?
Yes. But there have been far more outrageous things than that.
You carelessly wielded. One of the seven most POWERFUL potential weapons across all of reality. Not even a MILLION fakes could beat the latent potential of one.
...It's not a weapon unless you make it one. Besides that, I have a hard time believing anyone capable of more Hope than me could have snagged this for their own intentions.
Including me?
...
...Please. This is the lowest amount of Hope I've ever felt from you. It's plain to see that the one with a balanced control over the emotions is your other half.
I respect you, Walter. But ever since Vaati, it's been easy to see something is clearly wrong with you. You're unstable.
...
...I know what you want from me. You wanted to use my reputation against me to permanently disassociate with the government. And that's fine. Butlertype may have been a lunatic, but even he knew that too much order only leads to suffrage.
You can do more than any of us. You don't need a hitman. You don't need allying organizations... But you choose to sit here.
...
...If that thing wasn't real, then what was the point of turning his back and walking away like that? Drama queen.
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