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Defeat The Godmodder

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Godspeed, Pionoman. I'm pretty new and don't know you very well, but good luck, and thank you for your Ultimate Sacrifice.
[x2 Tazz Helping]
I walk over to the Terminatorbot, and place my hand on it, touching the Armor that makes it up if Tazz is done yet, or just a pile of Actions if not. I concentrate, and then SLAPP BAD DEATH MAN. Bad Death Man immediately flies away from the Terminatorbot, for he is wary of slapps. This leaves the Terminatorbot's Soul unreaped and makes revival much easier.
[x1 Notes]
I scan the Soulraze army's metal and memorize the schematics and makeup of it. For later. Heh.
 
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I send Pionoplayer all my stored CP.

"Godsend, you madman of a saint. Your statue will be at least as big as Gary Stu's"

I then send Pionoplayer 3 CP from my 3 actions (this will likely be edited)
 
Eyowe, as obligations go, gives his remaining 8 CP to Piono, the former watching the latter in his defiant stand against the unfair wall of entities lying in front of him. Much reverence alone is insufficient in honoring the name of Piono.

Eyowe then, with 3 actions, aids in recreating the Terminatorbot.

First off, Eyowe recounts how many cute, innocent kittens were killed in the many assaults done by the PG forces. Horrible, right?

Then, with moral support in the form of cheerleading in nightrobe, Eyowe encourages the Terminatorbot with a swarm of "You can do it!"

((tfw this was supposed to be a dramatic defiance against CP requirement for this stuff and now Terminatorbot V4: Hellkite Phoenix will never be a thing))
 
+15 CP to Piono from me

(1x) I meditate on the upcoming Battle....
(2x)And with my Buffness and the Space Vial granting my strikes immense Force,i engage a Multi-Punch Combo on the Elite Dropship
 
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It's been a good run Pionoman... a great run even... take this. Make your last move a brilliant display.... Rage Piono! Rage against the Dying Light! And just remember.... All of us have died once already yeah? So we'll meet again on the other side.
Wait for us there. Now Here!
19 CP +1 action to Piono.
I move to make sure your effort is not in vain!
1 CP: I nod at the Terminatorbot.... and set the kittten upon its shoulder, filling it with courage!
1 CP: I prepare to throw my body in the way of the massive laser. When it fires, I will bodyblock the shot.
 
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Focus: Magic

After quickly converting my player power to DND spells, I repeatedly cast "Resurrection" on the Terminatorbot. I also cast heal a few times too on the Terminatorbot. Lets do this.

Action 3: Fight!

I go around the wall and kick it by its backside, yelling "DONALD TRUMP FAILED" and banging a Mexican flag against it.
 
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A bright orange light surrounds Kyle, before quickly separating. A more ethereal version of him, wielding an IPad and typing furiously apparates onto the field.

??? -
"Oh hey, that actually worked. Good."

Kyleruler -
"Who are you and why did you just separate from my body?"

User -
"Just call me the User, Kyle. I am basically your inner conscience, and helped you decide what moves you made and such. Right now though, we've got bigger problems - like... um, that.

I'm in no direct danger, but you guys definately are. I don't want you all to die, so... um, yea.
Team?

Kyleruler - Eh, sure. Team.

[User will now assist Kyleruler in his actions.]

Focus -
Artifact Case C is Polychronic, then. Poly is many, one is mono. They're opposites.
As for Artifact Case F, the planet Earth in my home dimension, at this second. There are currently no Bank of Action branches anywhere near me.

Finally, we charge 1 CP.
Total CP - 6
Spellblade - [||||||||||] 6/10

Current Orders:

Heal yourself with Soothing Waters, why not.

Fire — — — — x — — — —Water
Air — — — — x — — — — Earth


Fire - Flamethrower
Launches a beam of fire at an enemy for moderate damage. May burn them if susceptible.

Fire Unleash - Inferno
A ray of firey death strikes the enemy it's aimed at for high damage, burning the enemy in the process.

Water - Soothing Waters
Gives an ally of choice about a 10th of it's HP back, capping at 20K health restored a turn to prevent OPness.

Water Unleash - Torrent
The Relic lets out a minor flood, healing all AG entities and damaging all PG ones for minor amounts.

Air - Wind Slash
Attacks one enemy for mild damage, BUT ignores any minor attack shield, block, or dodge because it goes at the speed of... well, lightning.

Air - Thunderstorm
A bolt of lightning strikes the enemy down for moderate damage, piercing any form of defense the target may have.

Earth - Tremor
Deals mild damage to a max of three entities within a short range.

Earth - Earthquake
Works like the Pokémon move. Deals moderate damage to any ground troop within the area, even ones that are AG.

Let's be honest, I doubt I'll ever get these up. It's been 60 pages.
 
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I join the Cult of the Cube and agree to the cult action.
Severed hand, Soulflayer hand, Sharpened Soulrazer Chunk
Voodoo Doll, HP^Sword, Old Control Panel (RGB buttons)
The Third Eye grants 2 abilities: Seen Through Their Eyes and Cut Through the Lies.
Seen Through Their Eyes allows you to select 2 people, Person A and Person B. Person A is the "giver", and his memories will be searched for whatever you want to see, from their perspective. Person B is the "recipient", and they will see the memories. Neither person can be yourself, and its entirely possible for one or the other of the two selected to dodge/run away and get out of it - you'll almost definitely need to hold them in place.
Meanwhile, Cut Through The Lies can detect if a statement is a lie or true - "technically" false of true rules apply. It also detects entire statements, rather than specific pieces of a statement. It isn't very advanced. It also needs to be "primed" before usage (EX: Ask an NPC a question, then state in your post that you "Cut Through the Lies" on their response.).
Debt:
Karp: 3
JOE: 7
Piono: 4

[5cp]

I use 8 CP to craft a legendary shotgun out of the Sharpened Soulrazer Chunk and some spare parts I find lying around.
Item:
When used to attack, the attack is split into 100 attacks. Each attack only does 1 damage, irregardless of the attacker's actual base damage.
 
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Right, 3 CP stored, 3 from this turn, 6 total. I can make use of it.

5 CP: to heck with mind control!
I see Captain NZZZ working to break the Horseman of War and the Archangel out of the Godmodder's control. Good effort, but I'd like to give a little boost just in case. Specifically to the Archangel, since it's a true AG entity and is pretty dang powerful! To follow up on the captain's Beacon, now that is has partially cleared the mind of the Archanger, I put down my own Subconsciousness Transmitter. This nifty gadget uses technobabble to communicate directly to the mind of a second person. I train it on the Archangel.

Now I'm no man of faith, in fact I'm a card-carrying atheist. But I can hide that well enough. Through the transmitter I communicate to the Archangel passages from the Bible and from other holy scriptures, ones which describe how a good Christian should behave. And after each and every passage, I put into the Archangel's mind a very clear image that shows exactly why the Godmodder is an exact opposite of that particualr Christian virtue! This fills the Archangel with a new awareness and a righteous holy fury, one which not even the Godmodder's mind control can keep in check! No doubt, it will break free and fight on our side once more![/QUOTE]

1 CP: keeping the portal steady:
Some of our comrades on the Hexagonafield want to send us stuff, even now. Thus, the Portal to the hexagonafield should be kept open. I go over to the portal and set up a bunch of magical wards that will resist attempts to close the portal by force, as well as make the portal naturally endure longer.
 
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The MTF member runs around screaming. Was it the Level 230 Elite Soldier Mythic-Tier? Was it the ten Anti-Player Snipers? Was it the real Godmodder? Was it Medic Unit #14?!? Wait, what? No! It wasn't Medic Unit #14! He has like zero thousand HP! And he can't even deal damage!

3 actions: I charge 3 CP.

For lack of a better plan, I send Pionoplayer all my CP.
 
After a few moments of thinking I step up with the others and ready my Spear of Lightning.

"Well, If we're going to die then we may as well do so on our own terms instead of the Godmodder hunting us down for sport at their own leisure."

After saying that I then transfer all of my CP over to Pionoplayer as he seems to have something in the works. "Well, I hope whatever it is your going to do will work." I say to Pionoplayer. (19 + 3 CP sent to help charge Pionoplayer's attack.)

"Good luck, Everyone."
 
cult action vote: heal myself up from mortally wounded to not mortally wounded in which case I do that.
also, just in case, if there's anyone in the cult except me and ES I kick them out they can join later but blehhhhhhhhhhh.
 
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GAME OVER - I
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    • Karpinsky said:
    FOCUS

    I notice the portal to the Bank of Actions that has just appeared.

    "Time to go, everyone! If we stay, we're sure to die, but if we go, there's some hope yet."

    I summon a Pod-carrying Truck which will fit through the portal.

    I take the DEATH Stasis Pod and load it onto the Pod-carrying Truck. I then climb into the driver's seat of the Truck and drive it through the portal.

    The Truck has served its purpose. I dismiss it.

    Now in the Bank of Actions, I clamber up on top of the Pod and get the attention of the AG players, being careful not to fall into it.

    "Hey, guys! If we're gonna fight this army, we'll need some entites. Fenix, if you can crack this open, now would be a good time!"

    With that said, I jump down and give any CP I have left to Piono.
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    You're dashing with the Pod to the portal! On the next bank update, you and the pod will be there.

    Eevee shadow bacon said:
    EDITED!
    I summon 3 basic guard units to defend with.
    Hi I'm back. What did I miss?
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    Hello, Eevee Shadow Bacon! General_Urist summed it up pretty well. Basically, everyone's going to die! Great to see you again!

    You summon 3 generic guard units! They have no attack power. They do not count towards your entity total.

    Oh! Would you find and copy-paste your old Player list entry for me, if you had anything special on you? Or if you're too lazy, I can get it. That would get you back your old CP and items.

    Daskter said:
    Focus: using the Giant Pile of Starcraft Scrap,
    I melt the scrap down, and forge them into usable steel plates. Electronics are salvaged from the pile and restored.
    Thick neosteel plates are welded together creating a huge hull. Inside electronics are being installed, and an AI is brought to life.
    The turret is installed into the turret.

    The Battle Tank armed with twin 203mm cannons, and built from the collective memory of an army at its greatest peak. The spirit of the terran army is infused into the hull, electronics, and the AI of the "Herald"
    It's a force to be reckon with.

    5CP into HP, 5 CP into Attack.
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    Battle Tank created! The Giant Pile of Starcraft Scrap significantly boosts its attack and hitpoints!

    1/3 entities...

    Winkins said:
    (Action)(3 Charges)
    (1 Charge)
    I begin to sweat a bit and decided to go with a basic entity, an N Scarecrow that has an N sign over its Torso to clearly make it clear that it is on the N group! It obviously doesn't have any attack power aside it capable of dealing a passive of 10000 damage only to Crow entities... and simply sits there on the field as an N entity. Nothing special here, move along, just continue to exist like the scarecrow is busy doing.

    (1 Charge)
    I pay attention to the Vaccum Cleaner and FIRMLY add handles into it. I eventually take hold of the Vaccum Cleaner and stick an N sticker on it to show who it belongs to. Of course, I do some more modifications as to add some more personal flair! That was after I made the Vacuum Cleaner to resemble like normal household vacuum cleaners as it is now in fresh colors of green and yellow.

    (1 Charge)
    With Vacuum cleaner in hand, and making sure I won't be losing any grip on it, I charge at the Godmodder with the cleaner's hose pointed at him. Of course, that was a perfect visual clone of me that replicated all the senses, asides from touch as it is only a visual copy! The real me was, however, was just behind him under a disguising spell that blocks out all noises, visuals, and visual cues and can only be dispelled by a magic spell.

    Which had me pointing the hose of the Vacuum cleaner near point-blank range at the Godmodder and set the switch to ITEMS before turning it back on.
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    Scarecrow summoned! The godmodder COUNTER-SUMMONS! It's a Scarecrow Scarecrow! It passively deals 10,000 damage only to Scarecrow entities each turn!

    The ITEM Vacuum cleaner is made yours, and you suck up an item from the godmodder... it's a Double Rainbow Ticket! It goes away from the godmodder's inventory, and into the DEATH Stasis Pod!

    The godmodder glowers down at you, and you are unable to avoid detection, as you revealed yourself when you took the godmodder's stuff. He picks you up... you reach to turn the ITEM Vacuum off, but its like the switch is gone! Then... he FLINGS you towards the other Players!

    Daskter, Eternalstruggle, JOEbob, you, Karpinsky... all of them have everything they have sucked up! All their CP, all their items - into the DEATH Stasis Pod they go! Karpinsky continues obliviously rushing to the portal to the Bank of Actions, taking everything you own with him.

    Finally satisfied, the ITEM Vacuum switches off.

    JOEbobobob said:
    [1x] Ah, but we already know from fredquest that in long actions, things happen faster and faster. as well, since fred is cautious, there's a very long section where I have to convince him I'm not an illusion, then that fighting the godmodder is smart, then that the death stasis pod is evil, then that he shouldn't take yorehammer, and so on. it's skipped over to save space and sanity, but it's there, and it means the cage entry took roughly... 1/10^100 of a second. seriously, talking can take a long time.
    [1x] I mix myself a potion. this potion simmers for the better part of a day, but by the powers of longer-actions-get-sped-up-to-nigh-incomprehensible-babble, only a few minutes as far as everyone else is concerned. pink with orange flecks. it glows brightly. [haste]. then, I lift a scroll. upon it a spell. [doubled time]. this spell takes time to channel- as much time as you want to gain. I channel it for 8 hours, and will use it to amplify a single second over twenty-thousand fold (28800 times, to be precise.). I hold in my hand a gemstone, glowing bright pink. [speed]. oh, before I hold it in my hand, I have to retrieve it from a dungeon. due to repeated attacks by undead lead by a crypt lord, it took around 4 hours to find the gemstone, and another 6 to leave. and lastly, I bring forth a star-shaped crystal, white with a soft yellow glow, and channel it into a spell- from myself, powered by the crystal but not shaped. [the world]. this crystal normally only takes about 5 minutes to gather the necessary energy, but I only got it by fighting against a stupid king with a pumpkin for a head and i needed to keep people alive so the organizers of the event would let me keep it, which required using it every so often, plus everyone else sucked at it, and I was trying to conserve player power so instead of forcing my way to victory I had to try Over and Over and Over until finally I found 3 people who were competent at once, so it took a few hours as well. anyway, that's all in the past, and from everyone else's prespective this only took me maybe 10 minutes at most, because superfastactionswhenyoucramtoomuchtimeintooneasestablishedbyfredquesttttttt.
    Anyway, that's all setup. with my earlier parts, this action is running at... lets see.... lets say, 19 hours for the potion, then another 8 for the double time spell scroll, plus another 10 for the gemstone, and several hours for the crystal so let's call it 6 or so, which totals to... 43 hours. lets see, compression into maybe-10-minutes at most... 43*60 = 2580 compressed into 10... the action's 258* faster then a normal action, with regards to everything but me. of course, that's small potatos compared to the effects of haste- time appears to almost stop, enough to dodge an arrow easilly... arrows are 224 mph, person is 8.3. that means about... 22.5* faster, which i guess... ok, the normal acceleration's Not small potatoes compared to haste. but it Is small potatoes contained to doubled time (amplified by a factor of 28800), which multiplies my speed by 28800*. stacking, since these work by different methods. ok, next... [speed] is relatively low-tier, only about a 5x multiplier, but every bit counts! Lastly, [The World] is similar in power to haste... or so you would think, but things within its radius seem to actually stop and also it targets things around me, not me. that gives me another lets say... 100x faster, give or take? so cumulative, my physical speed within my actions is now multiplied by a factor of 83592000000. but legendary weapon transformation lasts .000000000001 seconds! so, I only have 0.083592 seconds to take advantage of my chosen weapon, whatever it may be, from my perspective! drat... I still fall short, it seems... but wait! consider this. we're all soul(equivalent) entities. so why should we keep thinking at the normal human rate? we shouldn't! most of the normal time cost is about signals traveling from one end to another. also, neurons can only fire so quickly before needing a break. but souls have none of these problems! It may have limited computation energy, but no matter how quickly I want to do a seconds worth of thinking, it's only 1 second of thinkings cost, if they do! so, I get to amplify my mental abilities by another... well, 6000 times will give me a minute to do it, so that'll do.
    and now, with all my temporal amplifications active- [haste], [doubled time], [speed], [the world],action compression based on length, and computation acceleration by the logic of souls not being made of neurons, I turn ITEM into...
    Starcalibur! the blade of speed, granting me an additional 3 actions! also, it makes you twice as fast so now I'm amplified by 167,184,000,000 times, or 1,003,104,000,000,000* mentally! the rest of this action (and all the other actions this round, since my speed amplifiers will remain active even after starcalibur decaliburizes.) is going to be a description after the fact, because everything I do with those extra 3 actions happens within the confines of .000000000001 of a second.
    I active the speed buffs, and grab item. even before it finishes temporarilly transforming into Starcalibur, I split myself into 5 bodies- an additional multiplier, since actions are shared among them!
    [SCAOne] the first body grabs the economy-melting banknote! while infinity-value banknotes are declared invalid, the banknote only has AN EXTREMELY LARGE AMOUNT of money. it retains its value, technically, though if I tried to use it for anything the loophole would be patched! but instead of going for a bank, I grab myself a transmutation table! By Social agreement and tradition, this note has energy-matter-currency value of OVER NINE QUINTILLION! probably FAR OVER! I immediately amplify this bodies mind another million-fold! it transmutes the Economy-melting banknote into A LOT OF STUFF! Mostly, wither-proof obsidian! Wither-proof obsidian is the highest-blast resistance and mining level block in the world, baring those without crafting recipies or EMC values! having obtained untold masses of super-durable material, trillions of cubic meters of them, my clone promptly commits suicide! with their death, all items in their meager inventory are dispersed into the surroundings! Mostly, the Obsidian! it cannot shoot away fast enough, and so fuses into roughly 5,000 cubic meters of Wither-proof super-neutronium (obsidian flavor)! this is far more durable, but less space-consuming! After the end of the starcalibur time, another clone is created and arranges the super-neutronium into a massive bunker, with such precision it would make the best architects weep! through perfect arrangements, this bunker has increased in overall durability threefold! This takes roughly half a second, and my clone has time left over to ward the whole thing and fit about 1000 guns atop it! each gun has a 1% accuracy rating, and only one bullet! on impact, bullets do a maximum of 1 damage! this damage is blockable, stoppable, and works every single time on anything with a brain- however, nobody here has a brain! also, they are impossible to reload! lastly, since they are not bricks and did not come from sticks, they have limited range- due to being modified water guns, it caps out at roughly 20 meters! This fortress is, however, very durable! also, it is enveloped in a field of dream energy, keeping it from being brainwashed!
    [SCATwo] Another clone dashes at the Godmodder. they send out a pulse of energy, saturating the area, and begin to think. quickly. very quickly, they write onto their energy a complicated mathamatical function. then, they dump a GLUT of information into it. not a glut, a GLUT; a giant look-up table. in this instant of so much thought, I thought through everything the Godmodder could reasonably do in a second, and wrote a response out for my spell for each and every outcome. every. single. one. my spell is a wonder of magical engineering and blah blah blah... it's designed to restrain this Godmodder. he could easily tear it apart if he could use magic, but, well... he can't. (I hadn't even though of that until the "it's designed to restrain the godmodder" part. huh.) also, if it survives the end of the turn, it will swap to energy-leaching.
    [SCAThree] I... store 1 CP.
    Summary:
    1) I use time manipulation to be able to actually make use of ITEM-based Legendary-weapon copies, and select starcalibur.
    1A) I make a fortress, using EMC transformation to turn the EMBN into wither proof obsidian, then kill the body which did this, turning the obsidian into wither-proof super-neutronium (obsidian flavour)! also, it has extremely low-power guns to make it attack-enabled, and is slightly buffed by the god of dreams to make it not an instant summon!
    1B) magical Godmodder-restraints with a contingency for stealing energy and which can only really be destroyed by magic.
    1C) charging 1 CP for after ITEM returns to not-calibur.
    [1 CP] I turn ITEM into the allsee spectacles, and send one clone into the portals opened by those in the bank. it locks eyes with The Godmodder for a moment. no, not a moment, an instant, a fragment of a moment, merely .000000000001 of a second. less, honestly. as the .000000000001 of a second just nearly ends- on the very same plank instant, literally at the same time as far as reality is concerned, I switch ITEM to the Infinileaf clover. (spending another action to power it if necessary) with that luck, on the instant of luck being rolled, I find his weakness and all of my clones know it. immediately, it is encoded into their surroundings, stealthily in a hundred ways. and then they tell everyone what it is.
    [1x] If not used above, I use the Godmodders critical soul weakness on him, whatever it may be. If used above, oh well. if i don't have CP for the above but above would work with an action, i spend this action to do it.
    [0x] I contact the God of cheesecakes, god of birthday parties, and god of clowns, and offer them each my legendary weapon wielding powers. first I try clowns, then birthday parties, then cheesecakes.

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    I quite loudly and publicly protest srovy's expulsion from the game, as he has done nothing wrong within this forum, and the thing he "did" "wrong" on discord was a joke, and only "malware" under specific circumstances and with the addition of line of code not in the original text, which he specifically stated the effects of. not only that, but if he is to be barred from participation, it should be stated to him directly, as opposed to ignoring his post. as it stands, he is already aware of your unjustified prevention of his rejoining, but only because I, Unlike most people APPARENTLY, do not hate him for a single message of dubious quality, and informed him of this. if not for the presence of dissent from your decision, he would likely be unaware and continue posting, and I believe leaving him to continue his attempt to participate without allowing him to do so would be a rather cruel punishment. in the words of a writer (paraphrased), 'at least when you kick someone out, you first let them in to be spat upon'. you acknowledge them to an extent when you inform them they will not be aloud to remain. you imply negative things about them, but 'hate is still a kind of respect you can give to another persons existence' . instead, you- publicly, at least- ignored him, as though his post is completely irrelevant; apathy. again in the words of that writer, 'what is deadlier then hate, and flows without limit'.
    I believe i have made by point, though i know not if it is recieved, understood, or acnowledged. perhaps I, too, am irrelevant now? shall be ignored, considered a waste of time? wouldn't that be a sight to see...
    Edit2: as well,he ... hasn't done anything in any forum game. if someone is perfectly polite in letters but occasionally insults people by accident in person, is that any reason not to read their letters?
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    You weren't expecting ITEM to stop being Yorehammer so soon! Despite your protests, your action can't retroactively be made faster.

    It's too late! Thanks to Winkins, ITEM got sucked up! You can re-use the flavor text for the potion, if you want to try again in the future.

    The respective gods you have contacted are too busy making preparations for the coming war.

    OOC: If you want to discuss player bans on these threads rather than on the Discord, please use the OOC thread. Srovy was served a proper ban notice via PM.

    EternalStruggle said:
    ES uses his three actions to summon the Hyperion Core, Mantle, and Actuators, three separate Entities with 1 HP each. If all three are still alive at the end of the turn, they fuse into the Hyperion, an Entity with more HP and healing capability. If one or two are destroyed, then nothing happens during their turn.
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    The godmodder promises the Hyperion core, mantle, and actuators cake if they join the PG side! They convert, at the cost of having to wait an extra turn to combine.

    Evonix said:
    Can I do the thing I wrote a while ago with he giantgodsnake(being careful not to drag it through the bee barrier)? otherwise I stomp around in bee slippers charging +3CP
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    OOC: Hey, Evonix. Sorry I missed your post on the BOA update earlier. I still haven't gotten your decision on whether you want to be on the main field or the bank yet. Next update, I'll quote any post you make on the Bank of Actions update and give you 3 CP. Feel free to post again.

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    AG:

    The Battletank gets up and running, and blasts the Scarecrow Scarecrow for 25,000 damage!

    PG:

    The Scarecrow Scarecrow unleashes its passive burst of energy, destroying Winkins scarecrow!

    The godmodder pulls out Mascythe and Starcalibur and grins. This is it! This is really it! This is his absolutely favorite part of any fight with Players, and now, its finally here! And better yet, he has cool toys!

    First, using one action he slowly swings Mascythe in the direction of the Players JOEbob, Eternalstruggle, and Daskter. Mascythe isn't really very long, and the godmodder's standing a hundred feet away, so its going to come up really shor-WOAH Mascythe extended quickly! The Players are badly cut up (down to Injured) and flung to the side... straight into what the godmodder spend his other action on: The Player Wash! It's like a car wash, but instead of washing cars, it washes Players, and instead of washing things, it kills thing! It fills the Players full of poisonous soap, runs them through spike-laden rollers, has demonic attendants come out and beat them with clubs... and finally, hurls them out the back end onto a puddle of toxic waste!

    JOEbob, Eternalstruggle, and Daskter are mortally wounded!

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    THE HEXAGONAFIELD:
    Current field effects: None

    ITINERARY:
    -Get your entity count up, or the godmodder will kill you!
    -Defeat The Godmodder! A mathematics related method...
    -Project Loaded Dice: 65/100
    -Current Project objective: Hurt the godmodder! 2/4

    Minor Tasks:
    -Keep your entities safe from the godmodder's assault! Possibly by putting them in the D.E.A.T.H. Stasis Pod!

    [N]D.E.A.T.H Stasis Pod:
    Contains:
    [AG - CephalosJr]Red Army Engineers+1: 10,000 x 4 HP (builds stuff)(building conscript facility, done in 3!)
    [AG - GoldHero101]The Destroyer: 130,000/130,000 HP, 20,000 x 2A(won't attack CaptainNZZZ)
    [AG - Daskter]Tassadar: 365,000/365,000 HP, 20,000 x 4A (30% dodge rate)(protected from 1 attack...?)(Totem of Life Unended - when entity dies, puts them into "unended" mode, where HP decays by 50% until healing surpasses it)(secret power, activating in 6!)
    The Sapper: 150,000/150,000 HP (can build new simple structures)(Adding bunkers outside of keep, done in 5!)
    Fortress: 120,000 HP
    Healbot Mk.1: 60,000/60,000 HP, +12,000A (inside Keep)
    [AG - Crusher]Janus: 150,000/150,000 HP, Unlock Evolution: 2/10, Unlock Ability!A (needs manual special charging)
    [AG - Arsenical]Scoville Reaver: 56,000/130,000 HP, 60,000A (A S/B/D ignorant)(+26,000 HP/turn)(conversion resistance)(protected from 4 attack)
    [AG - Karpinsky]Edgardo: 75,000/75,000 HP, 9 SP (A S/B/D ignorant)(each SP worth 7,000A, all used on command)(+1 SP/turn)
    [AG - CompTIA]LIVE Space Station(has emergency thrusters - saves from one deadly attack!)(Enhanced Production capacity)(Point defense - 12% chance to null attacks)(protected from 4 attack)
    Protective Forcefield: Blocks first 9,000 HP of damage each turn!
    Weaponry array: Machine guns: 1,000 x 40A
    Ship AI panel(current AI: CompTIA)
    Quadcopter deployer: +2 quadcopter/turn
    Quadcopters: 1,000 x 22 HP, 500 x 22A (guarding LIVE Space Station)
    Space engineers: 100 x 960 HP (+50 engineers/turn)(x4 production capacity)
    Status effect clearer(clearing status effects from Space Station)
    Containment tractor beam: Currently not holding any entities!
    Stunted Nexus(protected from 1 attack)(-5% traps)
    [N - CaptainNZZZ]Rotaz: 20,000/20,000 HP(engineer)(+5% accuracy)(15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(protected from 1 attack)(1 attack redirector)(Dimensional and Space Emergency Button)
    Magitek servitor factory: 45,000/45,000 HP, +9,000A, +1 Servitor/turn (2 attack redirector)(+5% accuracy)(40% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)
    Servitors: 2,000 x 16, 1,000 x 16A(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(1 attack redirector)
    [N - JOEbob]Death-elite engineer: 1,000 HP (-1 turn on production pack)(building evolving entity, done in 1!)(scheduled to build space engineer cloner, will take 6)
    Prism Deployer: 20,000 HP (+1 Prism/turn)
    Prism: 5,000 x 2HP
    Mysterious Farmers: 40,000 x 7 HP, Special: New evolving entity, ready in 1! (controlling evolving entities)(protected from 1 attack)
    Devolver: 200,000/200,000 HP, 50,000A (devolves in 1!)
    Builder Builder: 200,000/200,000 + 60,000 HP (+1 Builder per turn)(protected by The Cup)
    Builder: 3,000 x 6 HP (Helping Death-elite engineer)
    [N - Winkins]Bunny Baron: 8,000 HP, shield bun summon: 0/2 (20% dodge rate)
    Bun prince/princess: 10,000 x 2 HP, 12,000 x 2A, bun knight summon: 0/2 (50% dodge rate)
    Bun knights: 26,000 x 7 HP, 7,500 x 7A (10% dodge rate)
    Shield buns: 5,000 x 3 HP (20% dodge rate)
    Sushi: 200,000 HP, 25,000A (protected from 2 attack)(Bodyguarding all Winkins entities!)
    Fortified Rice Monastery(Gives +10,000 HP/turn, -5,000 damage from all attacks, and +5,000A to Winkins-owned entities)(tended by Farmer Contractors, Lightward Mages)(needs to be killed in one hit)
    Specials: Rice Feast - 3/4, Rice Torrent - 0/4
    [N - EternalStruggle]Apex Fleet: TA: 78,000
    The Apex: 190,500/370,000 HP, 25,000 x 2A (-7,000 damage from all attacks)(Fleet Beacon - x1 attack frigate/turn, x1 Ordnance cruiser/update multiple of 3, x1 Spectral Lord/update multiple of 5, x1 Overseer/update multiple of 7)
    Attack frigates: 1,000 x 13 HP, 1,000 x 13A (10% dodge rate)
    Ordnance cruiser: 2,500 x 4 HP, 2,500 x 4A(can attack or heal)
    Spectral Lord: 8,000 x 3 HP, 4/4 charge, 5,000A (currently charging)
    Overseer: 5,000 x 3 HP (summons 1 attack drone and 1 constructor drone/turn)(protected from 2 attack)
    Attack drone: 1 x 18 HP, 500 x 18A
    Constructor drone: 400 x 22 HP (working on Fortifier Tripod, done in 3!)
    Engineering depot: 4,000 x 2HP (+2 Constructors/turn)
    GoldHero101(2CP, Has Greatsword, Self damage ticket)
    Krill13(10CP)
    JOEbob(24CP, nice bed, infinite charmzard energy, 4 Boost Stones, 1 Cleansed (?) Multiplier Orb, Sub-par godmod lock, Something)
    Daskter(7CP, has Boosted Evolve Hunters)
    Winkins (2CP, +1,000A Iron sword, 10,000 damage token, 1 Multiplier Stone, 1 Multiplier Orb)
    Karpinsky (2CP)
    MooGoestheCow (6CP)
    Player inventory:
    Ultimate Orb of Shielding(+1 attack shield to everything on field)
    Orb of Resurrection (Revives one dead allied entity at full strength)
    True Multiplier Orbs x 3
    Godmodding Vol. 1
    Dragonballs x 7(made from Melodic transmitter x 2, Charge Stone x 5)(can be combined to make one wish!)
    Double Rainbow Ticket x 1, Medkit x 2, Paradox Medkit, Melodic transmitter x 3, Redirifle, Miniature Doormaker Plushy, Bravely Default Asterisks, Mirror Frame, Black Filling, Economy-Melting Bank Note
    Charge Booster (damage: 7/20)
    Wishful Whammy(random effects attack)(non-combinable)
    Fred's Cage (inside is Yorehammer)
    God of Dreams aid
    Ring with United States of America Smash(3 uses left)
    Celestial Guidance(2 uses left)
    Magical Obliteration(1 use left)
    Desperation Shield(Leaves one Player at mortally wounded if they would otherwise die)
    ITEM

    [AG]PLAYERS: (!CURRENTLY VULNERABLE!)
    [N]EternalStruggle(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    [N+2]JoeBOB(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    Daskter(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    [N+2]Winkins
    MooGoestheCow
    Eevee Shadow Bacon

    [AG]Battle Tank: 100,000/100,000 HP, 25,000A

    [N - Eevee Shadow Bacon]Generic Guard units: 15,000 x 3 HP

    [PG]Hyperion Core: 1/1 HP

    [PG]Hyperion Mantle: 1/1 HP

    [PG]Hyperion Actuator: 1/1 HP

    [PG]Scarecrow Scarecrow: 75,000 HP (passively deals 10,000 damage to all Scarecrows each turn!)

    [PG]Godmodder: 87/301 HP(Status-Effect Boost buff ticket, Double Rainbow ticket x2)(Repository Charge: 10/10)(Charge: 2/2)(Owes JOEbob 5 actions)(Artifact Blaster - doubles power of any action or charge once)(Mascythe - 3-way action split)(Infinileaf clover - succeeds at all luck rolls)(Starcalibur - x2 actions(container - allows holding without drain))(SILENCED)


    Player info:
    [N]EternalStruggle - CP: 0 (Increased HP)(protected from 1 attack)
    [N+2]JoeBOB - CP: 0(Cult of the Cube)
    Daskter - CP: 0
    [N+2]Winkins - CP: 0
    Karpinsky - CP: 0
    MooGoestheCow - CP: 0
    Eevee Shadow Bacon - CP: 0
     
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    In a dreg of panic, I quickly take out the three players from the toxic muck carefully in the softest gloves that are also toxic proof and put them in carefully in my own Player Wash Mk.2 with I had patented and officially created in my years of engineering in the life that I wasn't a player but as a brief world tyrant with the engineering prowess of a player!

    Of course, the Player Wash Mk.2 Friendly Edition! was created mainly because the original Player Wash was stolen from me one day, and when I tried to find it, it was already patented by a guy called Godmodder!

    I give a stink eye at the godmodder at the mangling of my designs before making sure all the features of the Player Wash Mk.2 is in the right place and nothing was distorted by the Godmodder or his forces.

    "... Let's see... initial toxic, poison and germ remover, check, soft and caring conveyers belts, check, edible, great smelling and healing soap? Check! and it looks likes the on-contact-healing fabric which I was using for the Buns weaponry is working fine too!"

    I mentally activate the operating system and manually oversee its many switches as the prone bodies of the players go through the wash on the soft and comfortable belts. The poison was quickly scrubbed away as it scours the body in disinfectant rays and they are moved to the actual washing. The next player has the players be covered and slathered in quality soap which they unconsciously slurp down as it tasted like a 4-star dinner which washed their insides of any diseases and toxic and filled up the cuts and scratches. The on-contact-healing rollers swiftly came in after that as the smoothest healing water that's perfect for washing came in and mix with the healing properties of the rollers makes quick work of the outside wounds of the Players. Eventually, they reached the end where they are thoroughly washed and freshened and blowdried in a comfortable heat and then softly ejected into a prepared mat and into the field again.
     
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    I was under the impression that I was stuck in the bank of actions, I will pick main field as I'm planning a few bigger projects and am both ignorant and uninterested in the BoA
     
    Mainfield Itinerary: RUN. Get to the bank, now. A hypothetical backup plan would involve JOE calling in the Godmodder actions, but that's risky and still leaves us fighting a 2-front war. If you're wounded, get healing before taking your actions, this isn't the time for heroic sacrifices.

    Either Evonix or Winkins, you need to heal everyone who's mortally wounded up to critically wounded so they can take actions to leave.

    /null
     
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    Actions 1, 2, and 3: I prepare the Extractor. When possible, the Extractor will extract Objects from the DEATH Stasis Pod and send them to their corresponding players. It does this through a mixture of particle beams applying energy, cold plasma fields with ripples, good old vacuum suction, and quantum mechanics. Questions about how this thing works may be answered by the manufacturers, i.e. me.
    3 CP
     
    Actions:
    Focused: Well I don't know how to heal myself from these wounds, but that's what doctors are for. I summon a combat medic, so that he may patch Joe's wounds.

    Free: The Battletank and I moves through the protal, to the Bank it is I guess.
     
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    Alright folks, 2 days and 24 thousand words later, I have completed it, the second longest DTG post ever created. And hopefully one of the best.

    For those of you who don't want to read the whole thing I have ranked the sections by how good they are and how important they are to read.

    A Final OOC Message (Please read whether you care about my attacks or not)
    Unnamed Opener (Very Important)
    The Recent Past Is Recalled (Very Important)
    Terminatus (Very Important)
    The Distant Future Is Remembered (Not Important but still good)
    Bypass (Not Important but still good)
    The Impossible (Not Important but still good)
    Omnicide (Good and important but also the longest section)
    Fade (Decent)
    Let's Get This Party Started (Decent)
    And Then There Were Many (Decent but long winded)
    The Kill Word (Meh)
    And Now The Present Is Restored (Meh)
    Power Up (Bleh)
    Worldshatter (Probably the most longwinded section though not the longest, but not as bad as it was going to be)

    Now...

    ALL CP expended:
    MORTAL STRIKE!

    Piono sighs as the Godmodder realizes what's happened and the timestop abruptly shatters. Piono turns to face the Godmodder. "You know something? Once upon a time I thought there was a chance of things turning out okay. I thought, in my naive un-prepared mind, that everything would turn out alright in the end. That God, or whatever power created this Multiverse would be willing to step in and stop the chaos, to do something about all the damage you've dealt."
    "But not anymore."
    "God isn't real. At least, not capital G god. All there is the small gods. The ones who claim to divinity that is not theirs. The ones who aspire to godhood but fall ever far short of it. The ones who wish themselves gods to fix the world's wrongs but sit and wait for nothing to happen. The people like you, who put themselves up in a position of power, and use it to crush every ounce of hope and light and life out of others that they can."
    "Do you know what my title is? My official, given by the great powers of reality, title is? It's not destroyer, that is a title given only by my home."
    "I've had many names throughout my time on this mortal coil. I've been called Traitor, Killer, Murderer, Salvation, Messiah, Chef, Craftsman, Teacher, Helper, Friend, Lover, Breaker, Builder, Worker, Vagrant, Hobo, King, Tyrant and many, many others. The list goes on and on. But there is one title, one title above all others that stands in my mind. A testament to who I am and what I've accomplished."
    "My name is Piono. And I am the Godslayer."
    "And you are hardly God."

    Let's Get This Party Started


    And as soon as he's finished saying that, he splits. I don't mean he leaves, that would be a sort of dumb thing to do at this point, no, he does the thing where he becomes multiple people. First there are three of him, then five, then ten, then more. The Pionos fill up the room, crowding the other players away from the front, filling the room, even as narrative causality demands that the room remain big enough for everyone to fit.
    More and more Pionos, and as the Pionos continue to duplicate some of them begin to change. Not all of the Pionos look exactly the same. Some of them wear armor, others glow with power, several are encircled with wraps made of glowing runes of various colors, some wear capes, others wear cloaks and hoods, some of them are dressed in blue and red, and others in all the colors of the rainbow, even beyond the meager spectrum which the human eye can see. One of them glows with the power of godhood, one of them has the head of a cat, and as the room fills out, the diversity spreads.
    "I suppose at this point the secret of my timecloning technique is becoming apparent, while I am summoning myself, it is not myself in the strictest sense. Using Ircucvci, my chosen sword, I call upon the remnants of myself from alternate timelines, eventualities and chains of events that never were, and never will be. Ones that might have been, and ones that in some strange manner of circumstances, are. All of them massive arrangements of of potential, locked behind a gate that most people will never open up."
    "And with Ircucvci I can cut the lock right off, bringing more of myself to participate within this eventuality, to aid me in my time of desperation, and to make all those who stand in my way fall in a crushing wave of death. Few people have fought as hard as you Godmodder, but I know that there's a limit, even to your power, and I aim to find it before this action is through."
    The various Pionos begin to don further armor, different styles and powers being put on display all throughout the crowd as the arrival of new Pionos slows and stops. There is plate metal, scale armor, leather gear, no no don't look at speedo piono who let him in here anyways, there's magic woven of pure magic, and another built of metallicized starlight. Crystals and gold, ornamental or purely utilitarian. And just as the armor shows all kinds of diversity, the Pionos begin to arm themselves. While the center Piono brandishes his iconic sword, the various other Pionos pull out weapons from within the pocket dimensional inventory. Rifles, swords, axes, polearms, a few even hop onto armed vehicles. A massive submarine with wings appears, breaking another hole in the ceiling which crumbles down and is vaporized by runic bolts cast from a staff. An array of swords flips out and hovers in the air behind one warrior, and yet another flips out several robotic arms to reveal a variety energy weaponry.
    They all stand at the ready, an entire army of Players, called from other timelines, ready to take on the Godmodder in one, final, stand.
    Prime!Piono lifts his sword, and points it at the Godmodder's forces. "Godmodder, from each and every timeline where you are a despicable being with nothing better to do with his life than ruin reality for all the people who have legitimate causes and feelings, we say this."
    "Get GORILLAd."
    And the army surges forward. There is, of course, the particular problem of the Godmodder's Wall Soldier being in the way, but that's not actually going to stop the Pionos because he's the target. Energy bolts and lightning-fast sword strikes slam into the forcefield being projected by the Wall Soldier, hitting it from every angle and in every manner. Every Piono taking one hit, then backing off, only to pop up somewhere else and hit the shield again, in a slightly different manner.
    The reason for this probably isn't obvious at first, especially since the light and sound of the entire onslaught is deafening, blinding, it discourages all attempts to view or understand what is going on behind the scenes because of the cacophony of light and noise that it sends careening through the room.
    But the Godmodder can see, he's the Godmodder. Well, he can sort of see. He can see the massive ebb and flow of angry warriors, he can see through the smoke and the dust and the sparks, and what he sees confuses him.
    The Pionos don't seem to be trying to destroy the shield. They seem to be… intentionally bouncing off of it. Every strike is perfectly positioned so as to set off ripples in the shield that spread out and ripple with the others, and, believe it or not, STRENGTHEN the shield.
    But far at the back, something the Godmodder cannot see, is what several Pionos in lab coats are doing. Rather than weapons, they wield pens and paper, directional microscopes, tools of scrying and all manner of information gathering apparatuses. And they are compiling information on the shield, with every strike their understanding grows more and more complete, they plug things into a shared computer to keep track, and their data grows and grows…
    Finally, the Godmodder gets tired of this nonsense, and orders his soldiers to open fire, and then the second line of Pionos steps forward, shields of all kinds slamming down into the cold floor of the bank of actions, throwing up forcefields, wards and all manner of defensive structures, just to hold back the barrage.
    But it isn't enough, shots make it through, and the various Pionos start to poof as they are hit by the projectiles as they begin to make it through. Every Piono returning to the nonexistence of their own timeline. And with each pop, the primary Piono flinches, feeling their brief moment of intense pain.
    But he steadies himself, and slams his sword point-down into the floor of the room. It's time for phase 2.

    Power Up


    Piono waves his hands through the air, and as he weaves them into a small circle, a portal opens up. If anyone had been paying attention before, they would recognize the location on the other side of it as the interior of Piono's inventory. Slowly, an array of items float through it. They circle around Piono at roughly chest height, and form a ring, each of the artifacts crackling with power.
    The items are, several clear glass spheres, a piece of chalk and a scroll, a knife with a crimson stone set in the pommel, five rocks with sky blue runes painted on them, a ring, another scroll, a jet black gauntlet, a vial of shining white liquid, another vial of dark purplish liquid, a floating rune, a withered staff inlaid with gold and silver, a small button, and something that looks similar to the arc reactor that Iron Man usually has in his chest.
    Piono scoops up the clear glass spheres, and holds them in his hand. He begins manipulating his fingers, and the spheres begin to roll around in his palm, up over his fingers, and then back down to the base of his hand. As he continues this motion, they begin to move faster and faster until they begin spinning on their own, the several spheres rising up into the air in front of Piono. They hover in front of his face, and he reaches out in front of him, his hand reaching for the spinning halo of light.
    And with one swift move his hand closes around one of the orbs, crushing it. The other spheres stop immediately, vibrating rapidly in place, until suddenly they, one after another, shatter, leaving behind white clouds of energy behind. The clouds swirl around and suddenly flow into Piono as he draws in a deep breath, drawing the light into himself, and suddenly his eyes, ears and mouth all begin shooting out bright white light. He blinks and shakes his head, and the light dies down, becoming more of a soft internal glow than searing floodlights.
    Next he grabs the chalk, and with a quick motion, the floor around him smooths, pushed by his metal and earth moving powers. He bends down, and begins drawing out a complex diagram, with stars, points and all manner of symbols all around it. As he continues to work on it, the magic circle begins to glow, the lines letting off a soft green light, each line causing it to grow stronger around him, until finally he spirals his way back to the center, and stands in the midst of it.
    He pulls the scroll out of its place orbiting him, and begins to read off a number of words that are probably just gibberish. "Syntholis, Enkols, Caronta, Rek, Eltisi, Temprima, Malkor, Endreama, Sansola, Shentree, Abnogimil, Gorentan, Elaidro" and with that the magic circle erupts with light, pillaring upwards until it suddenly curves in and draws back into Piono, causing the light within him to grow brighter.
    Next, he grabs ahold of the dagger. This one is much simpler, he just takes the thing and stabs it into his own heart. The nearly collapses from the sudden shock of dark magic that floods his system, but he'll be alright. No he won't that's a lie. But the important thing is he's not dead yet. Dark lightning crackles around his form, and his veins darken, turning from colors you couldn't see to jet black, crisscrossing all over his skin.
    He stands up and pulls the knife out. The blade of it has totally melted away, buried into his chest to enforce the blood pact for as long as Piono continues to live. It is a painful fate to bear, but it is one he has chosen for himself.
    Next up are the runed stones. Piono gestures and the stones orbit around his head. He breathes in, and breathes out, and as so the runes float in closer to his head, then move out further away from it again. He repeats this process several times, the rune stones getting closer with each breath, until finally they touch his head, and his eyes flicker open, the light within burning brilliantly.
    His mouth begins to move, but the words that come out of it do not line up with the motions, and the voice that speaks is not his, but that of many. "I vow, on my deathbed and on pain of eternal destruction, I swear on the many rivers of the Underworld and all that I have ever held dear, I promise on my name and the names of those who came before me, I ascertain in the name of all that is holy and unholy, my enemy shall be struck down with the fervor of the heavens and everything the underworld has to offer. All powers that are mine to hold, and those given to me by this oath shall be expended only to the destruction of the one who I have deemed my foe. This is my final, and greatest promise. Thou who hast wronged me, shall not live long to regret it." And with that, the rune stones disintegrate, leaving only the sky blue runes, which burn themselves into Piono's hair and head, forming the appearance of a crown.
    Next, Piono puts on the ring. He shudders and nearly collapses again as another flood of dark magic enters his system, dark lightning crackling all around him and a shadow bursting out, and swirling around his form. It twists and writhes in the air, until it settles on Piono in a terrifying aura as he looks up, hatred burning in his eyes.
    But he's not done yet, he has more powerups to go through.
    He pulls down the scroll, and begins to sing.

    Тхе финал цуртаин цалл ис хере
    Тхе тиме ис драwинг неар
    Тхе тхинг фор wхич wе алл дид феар
    Бефоре ус ноw аппеарс.

    Wе синг оур финал праисес ноw
    То хеартс оф холлоw стоне
    То хелл ор хеавен wе шалл го
    Wе фигхт тхис фигхт алоне.

    Wе синг оф деатх
    Wе фигхт фор деатх
    Оур тиме то дие хас цоме

    Тхе фигхт wе цаннот wин wеьлл фигхт
    А таттеред баннер раисе
    Унтил тхе гатес wитхин оур сигхтс
    Оур финал дыинг даыс

    А брокен друм цаннот бе беат
    А рхытхм марч бенеатх оур феет
    Но невер цан wе ноw ретреат
    Оур годс wеьре гоинг ноw то меет

    Wе синг оф деатх
    Wе фигхт фор деатх
    Оур тиме то дие хас цоме

    Со бринг тхе хордес оф саваге беастс
    Анд демонс, орцс анд море
    Тхоугх он оур формс тхе бирдс wилл феаст
    Wеьлл дие сwордс дренчед ин горе.

    Wе синг оф деатх
    Wе фигхт фор деатх
    Оур тиме то дие хас цоме
    Оур финал бреатх
    Оур дыинг бреатх
    Итьс тиме фор ыоу то рун.

    And light settles upon him once more. Surging him full of power. By this point the Godmodder is starting to notice that there's something going on way at the back of the Piono horde. He doesn't think much of it right now. He's mowing down Pionos, how could anything the main Piono have possibly slow him down. It's not like Prime!Piono survived the first fight with the Godmodder or anything…
    Piono, shivering and quaking with power, pulls down the gauntlet next. He shakily slides it onto his arm, and gasps in pain, he actually collapses this time as the sound of pierced flesh and cracking bones fills the air immediately around him. He slowly climbs to his feet, only to fall down again as yet another rush of dark magic hits his system, threatening to overwhelm him, but when he stands, the darkness in his veins seem to have somehow connected to the shadow that surrounds him.
    He's still not done yet though. Next he grabs the vial of white fluid in front of him. He hesitates for a moment, before downing it all in one swallow. He coughs and chokes, but then a powerful change flows through him. Though you can't pick out the difference about him immediately, something seems different about him now. The Godmodder however knows exactly what it is, he turns his head like a hawk, looking straight at Prime!Piono, who is now giving off the same aura of power that the gods give off. He can tell its only temporary, probably a buff or potion of some kind… but that is still highly concerning.
    And then Piono downs the next vial, dark purple swirling up from around his feet and merging with the aura of godhood already swirling around him. Harnessed now is the dark power of the titan precursors, whose fallen blood gave birth to the gods long ago. Mixed together, the power of the titans and the power of the gods, few things are more potent.
    This is the point where the Godmodder starts to consider he might need to be worried. But before he can do anything to try and order his soldiers, Piono presses on the floating rune in front of him, activating some kind of sequence that causes all of the runes on his skin to light up, shining brightly through the aura of mixed shadow and light swirling around him from all of the previous power ups.
    As the Godmodder starts to bark orders to tell the soldiers to hurry up and finish mowing down the lesser Pionos, Piono grabs onto the staff, and twirls it. Out of it comes a council of ghosts. The archmagi who created him all those years ago. They look at one another, they look at Piono, and they turn to look at the Godmodder. They turn to each other once more and nod in agreement. They know what has come, and they know what needs doing. They float in downwards and bind their souls to Piono's, performing a soulsplice, granting Piono all of the immense casting power that the archmagi possessed in life.
    Shaking and quivering, Piono reaches out and presses the button. Immediately 36 portals open up around Piono in a circle, each one leading to a different plane. An elemental plane in fact, the 25 for which he originally possessed artifacts for, plus 11 others. 36 elemental delegates come through. One, seemingly made of vibrations in the air that send screeches echoing around the room, speaks. "You have called. You know the price for taking upon yourself this power at a time like this?" Piono looks up and nods, barely. "Very well then." The 36 delegates all point towards him, and energy courses into Piono. He throws his head back and screams in agony.
    The Piono horde is running thing now, the Godmodder's forces almost have a clear shot at Prime!Piono. If they don't hurry, he may do something nasty, and while the Godmodder is confident Piono can't actually do anything himself, well… Better safe than sorry. Meanwhile, the core thing that was the final object in Piono's lineup has fallen to the floor. Piono is on the ground writhing in pain, flashes of energy and power crackling out of him periodically. One of the scientist Pionos dashes over to him, ducks under some shots by the gun troops, and picks up the core.
    "Look, I know I'm not actually real, per se. But you made a promise when you called me here. That what I did wouldn't be in vain. You can't die here, not this way." Prime!Piono looks up at him, tears in his eyes. "So take your medicine like a big boy." scientist!Piono slams the core into Prime!Piono's chest, right as a laser hits him and poofs him back to whatever nonexistent timeline he came from.
    Prime!Piono's breathing slows, and nearly stops, but the power crackling out of him hasn't subsided yet. The Godmodder points and shouts for his troops to fire. Everything on the Godmodder's side of the field opens fire on Piono all aND EVERYTHING WENT WHITE.

    The Recent Past Is Recalled


    Piono hovers in the air, his eyes are red and orange flame, his entire form is covered by shifting light and shadows. Every time he opens his mouth, energy floods out, and powerful energies flicker around him, creating an aura of immense power.
    The Godmodder's troops aren't deterred, they're used to fighting gods, so they open fire still. For all the good it does them. Every shot, every pulse, every ounce of energy is dispelled by the enormously powerful aura surrounding Piono. Crackling with little flecks of light for every projectile that comes anywhere near him.
    Piono glares in seething rage at the Godmodder, who, for the first time in a long, long time, begins to feel the beginnings of a pang of fear. The Godmodder points, ready to unleash a blast of godmodding power of his own, only for Piono to speak in a voice that shakes the foundations of the Bank of Actions.
    "YOU."
    "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH PAIN AND SUFFERING YOU'VE CAUSED? THE AMOUNT OF HEARTACHE, THE ENDLESS WOE AND TORTURE OF A REALITY THAT'S BEEN PLAGUED BY A CRETIN LIKE YOU FOR NO GOOD REASON BESIDES THE FACT THAT IT EXISTS?"
    "I DO. I HAVE ONLY THE BAREST INKLING OF THE DESTRUCTION AND DAMAGE, BOTH PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL, THAT YOU HAVE WROUGHT ON THIS REALITY, BUT STILL, IT IS MORE THAN THE PITIFUL COMPREHENSION YOU HAVE FOR THE EFFECTS OF YOUR OWN ACTIONS."
    "I HAVE HAD A LONG HISTORY IN THIS REALITY, MY HOME WORLD DIED LONG, LONG AGO, THANKS TO MY OWN ACTIONS, GUILT WHICH I SHALL NEVER SHAKE OFF ENTIRELY. BUT IT IS NOT WHAT DEFINES ME."
    "I USED TO HAVE FRIENDS, PEOPLE TO FIGHT BESIDES. PEOPLE WHO I HAD BUILT BONDS WITH, TO LAST LIFETIMES. I SAW PEOPLE COME AND GO, MANY MANY TIMES DID I WATCH AS THOSE AROUND ME WOULD DIE OF OLD AGE OR IN COMBAT, FIGHTING FOR CAUSES THEY BELIEVED IN."
    "AND WHILE IT WAS HARD AT FIRST, IT WAS SOMETHING THAT I WAS EVENTUALLY ABLE TO GET USED TO. PEOPLE DIE, IT IS A FACT OF LIFE, LIFE MUST END FOR NEW LIFE TO TAKE ROOT, AND PEOPLE WHO DIE HAPPY, FULFILLED, OR KNOWING THAT THEY BROUGHT ABOUT SOMETHING OF GREAT WORTH SHOULD BE CELEBRATED AS MUCH AS THEY ARE MOURNED."
    "THE MULTIVERSE WAS FULL OF HAPPINESS, OF MEANING AND DISCOVERY. YOU CHANGED THAT. IN THE COSMIC EQUIVALENT OF OVERNIGHT, YOU STEPPED FORWARD AND REALITY WAS CURSED, SENTENCED TO AN ETERNAL NIGHT OF DESPAIR AND SUFFERING."
    "AND I WATCHED. I WAS STILL A COWARD BACK THEN, IN ALL HONESTY. MUCH LIKE THE GODS, WHOSE FOLLY BROKE THE LAST DEFENSE AGAINST YOUR ONSLAUGHT, I WANTED TO RUN, AND HIDE, BUT THERE WAS ONE PERSON WHO PULLED ME BACK. WHO REMINDED ME OF MY MISTAKES, AND HELPED ME TAKE COURAGE."
    "I DOUBT YOU REMEMBER SOPHIA, SHE WAS JUST ANOTHER PLAYER IN THE WAY OF YOUR ENDLESS RAMPAGE, BUT SHE WAS EVERYTHING TO ME. THE DAY I WATCHED YOU RIP HER SOUL OUT OF HER BODY WAS THE DAY MY HEART SHATTERED."
    "BUT YOU DON'T REMEMBER ME BEING THERE, DO YOU? YOU'D REMEMBER IF A PLAYER FROM ONE OF YOUR EARLY RAMPAGING DAYS HAD RETURNED TO FIGHT YOU AGAIN AT A LATER POINT IN TIME."
    "AND IN A WAY, YOU'RE RIGHT, BECAUSE I'M ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN YOU WOULDN'T BOTHER TO CHECK FOR A SINGULAR ENTITY PORTALING AWAY FROM THE FIELD AS HIS SUMMONER AND CLOSEST CONFIDENT HIT THE GROUND, NEVER TO RISE AGAIN, HERE OR IN THE HEREAFTER."
    "I LEFT. I KNEW THAT THERE WAS NOTHING I COULD DO, EVEN WITH THE GRAND POWERS I HAD BACK THEN, WITHOUT PLAYER STRENGTH BACKING MY BLOWS THERE WAS NO WAY I COULD POSSIBLY MATCH YOU LONG ENOUGH TO SEE YOU DESTROYED."
    "SO I LED THE RESISTANCE. THE FORCES OF THE PEOPLE WHO HOPED TO SEE YOU DESTROYED, NO MATTER WHAT THE COST, EVEN IF THEY WERE NOT PLAYERS, DID NOT HAVE THE STRENGTH TO SEE YOU DOWNED ON THEIR OWN."
    "AND I WATCHED, AS YOU SYSTEMATICALLY, COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY, RUINED EVERYTHING THAT SOPHIA AND I HAD BUILT TO STOP YOU. EVERY MEMBER YOU COULD FIND; KILLED. EVERY BASE; RAZED."
    "I WATCHED THE TORMENT PEOPLE WENT THROUGH, AS THEY REALIZED THEY COULDN'T FIGHT, THAT THEY COULDN'T END IT. GAVE WHAT BITTER WORDS OF CONSOLATION I COULD AS FAMILIES MOURNED, CHILDREN CRIED, PARENTS WEEPING OVER THE BODIES OF THEIR FALLEN CHILDREN, AND FRIENDS SITTING IN SILENCE, REMEMBERING THOSE WHO HAD FALLEN."
    "AND I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO'S FELT THE PAINS AND BLEMISHES YOU'VE INFLICTED UPON REALITY. GENERAL_URIST WAS AN OFFICER OF A SMALL COUNTRY UNTIL YOU ARRIVED. HE WATCHED AS YOU BURNED HIS COUNTRY TO THE GROUND, AND SCATTERED ITS MILITARY."
    "DRAGON OF HOPE LIKEWISE HAD HIS HOME DESTROYED. HIS HOME WASN'T EVEN IMPORTANT TO YOUR PLANS. YOU JUST HAMFISTEDLY OBLITERATED AN ENTIRE WORLD ON YOUR WAY TO YOUR NEXT DIVINE TARGET. AND NOW HE USES THAT TO MOTIVATE HIMSELF TO BRING HOPE TO OTHERS, YET STILL YOU FIGHT TO RUIN HIS LIFE FURTHER."
    "REDROVER SAW THE CALAMITY YOU WROUGHT IN HIS HOME, A WORLD THAT WAS ALREADY IN PERPETUAL CHAOS REDUCED TO SENSELESS SLAUGHTER BY YOUR ARRIVAL, A CATACLYSM THAT EVEN TIME TRAVEL COULD NOT AVERT."
    "THE QUIET WATCHER WAS SIMPLY DRAWN HERE BY THE DESTRUCTION YOU ORCHESTRATED, THE BLATANT VIOLATIONS OF THE LAWS OF REALITY, DRAWN ONLY TO FIX THE MISTAKES YOU MADE."
    "BILL WAS LIKEWISE DRAWN TO THIS CONFLICT, BY PROPHETIC DREAMS OF IMPENDING DOOM, A POWER KNOWN AS DETERMINATION PULLING HIM FORWARD TO FIGHT YOU IN PROTECTION OF ALL THE THINGS HE CARES ABOUT."
    "THAT RANDOM GUY IS HERE TO FIGHT FOR HIMSELF. A MANIFESTATION OF THOSE WHO COME IN AND OUT OF THE STORY WITHOUT BEING NOTICED, HE IS HERE TO MAKE A POINT, THAT HE CAN BE MORE THAN THAT."
    "KYLERULER IS HERE TO PROTECT THOSE HE CARES ABOUT. THE FRIENDS HE MADE AND NEARLY LOST WHEN YOU KILLED US TO A MAN AND WOMAN. HIS QUEST IS NOTHING SHORT OF PROTECTION, OF THOSE WHO FIGHT, OF THOSE WHO CARE, AND THOSE WHO HE WANTS TO KEEP ALIVE."
    "WINKINS IS LIKELY THE ONLY PERSON HERE WHO DOESN'T HAVE A PERSONAL REASON FOR WANTING YOUR REIGN OF TERROR ENDED ASIDE FROM THE OBVIOUS FACT THAT YOU KILLED HIM. YET HIS QUEST FOR REDEMPTION BROUGHT HIM TO YOUR DOORSTEP, AND HIS DEATH IS UPON YOUR HEAD MUCH LIKE THAT OF THE OTHERS'"
    "THAT YOUNG GIRL OVER THERE, THE ONE CLINGING TO FENIX. SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT SHE'S DOING HERE. SHE'S LOST, ALONE, AND AFRAID. AND YET YOU PERSECUTE HER FOR GREED AND POWER."
    "YOU WILL NEVER FEEL THE PAIN WE HAVE. THE DESPERATION THAT THOSE OF US WHO FIGHT LIVE WITH EVERY SINGLE DAY OF OUR WAKING LIVES, KNOWING THAT YOU ARE THERE, WAITING TO TAKE IT ALL AWAY BY WHATEVER MEANS ARE PRESENTED TO YOU."
    "IT IS UNFORGIVABLE. YOU ARE A HIDEOUS BLIGHT ON THE FACE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND RIGHT, AND BY EVERY SMIDGEN OF POWER I CAN MUSTER, I WILL SEE YOU REMOVED."

    The Distant Future is Remembered


    All this time, the Godmodder has been charging up power to disrupt Piono's self-righteous speech. The Godmodder honestly has no interest in what Piono's saying, not in the slightest. What he sees before him is another upstart player who thinks that he can change everything with speeches and posturing. He knows the type. So he unleashes an enormous blast of pure godmodding energy right at Piono.
    Piono raises an arm, and the energy blast slams into a shield of solidified godly aura, then scatters in every direction as it shatters.
    "SORRY BUDDY. IF YOU CAN ABUSE CUTSCENE POWER, THEN SO CAN I. WHERE WAS I?"
    "AH YES. WE'VE TALKED ABOUT THE PAST, NOW HOW ABOUT WE TALK ABOUT THE FUTURE, OR, WELL A FUTURE. ONE THAT NEVER CAME TO PAST BECAUSE OF YOU."
    "I CAN'T SPEAK FOR THE OTHERS, NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST, THE INCREASED MENTAL AWARENESS AND BEHIND-THE-SCENES COMMUNICATIONS ONLY GOES SO FAR, AND I CAN'T TELL WHAT EVERYONE WOULD'VE GONE ON TO. BUT I CAN GIVE SOME ROUGH GENERALIZATIONS."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY STABILITY. PEOPLE HAD LONG LIVES TO LOOK FORWARD TO, MAYBE NOT ALWAYS THE SAFEST OF LIVES, BUT LIVES NONETHELESS. THERE USED TO SOME SENSE OF ORDER TO REALITY, SOMETHING THAT ONE COULD TELL WAS GOING TO BE THERE TOMORROW, ALMOST WITHOUT FAIL. YOU HAVE CHANGED THAT, NOW ALL THERE IS TO SEE TOMORROW IS MORE CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION, AND ENDLESS PARADE OF SLAUGHTER AND PANDEMONIUM."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY HOPE. ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS ALWAYS A CHANCE, PEOPLE HAD THE POWER TO CHANGE THEIR CIRCUMSTANCES, TO MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE, EVEN IF JUST IN TINY, LITTLE WAYS. YOU HOLD NO TRUCK WITH THAT, WHERE YOU FIND HOPE, YOU SNUFF IT OUT. IT'S JUST ANOTHER THING FOR YOU TO DESTROY ON YOUR PATH TO ANNIHILATING EVERYTHING WORTH FIGHTING FOR."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY LIFE. I THINK THIS ONE REQUIRES NO EXPLANATION, FOR EVERYWHERE YOU GO YOU LEAVE BEHIND A TRAIL OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION. FRIENDS MOURN FRIENDS, BROTHERS MOURN BROTHERS. YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE COURTESY TO ALLOW PEOPLE TO GO TO THE PROPER AFTERLIVES SO THEY CAN MOVE ON, YOU JUST BREAK IN THERE AND DESTROY THAT TOO, TEARING UP EVERYTHING UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT BUT OBLIVION."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY HAPPINESS. NOT ONLY DO YOU RUIN THINGS FOR PEOPLE, BUT YOU ACTIVELY GO OUT OF YOUR WAY TO MAKE LIFE WORSE. YOU'RE ASSAULTING THE GOD OF BIRTHDAY PARTIES FOR HEAVENS SAKE, WHAT KIND OF SICKO TARGETS THE GOD WHOSE SOLE PURPOSE IS TO BRING HAPPINESS INTO THE LIVES OF OTHERS? YOU APPARENTLY I SUPPOSE, BUT IT MAKES A STRONG POINT FOR MY CASE."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY LOVE. YOU PUNISH THOSE WHO CARE FOR OTHERS, TAKING AWAY THE ONES THEY HOLD DEAR AT EVERY OPPORTUNITY. IN YOUR WAKE LIE SHATTERED RELATIONSHIPS, DEAD LOVERS, AND SO MANY PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN SEPARATED FROM ONE ANOTHER, NEVER TO SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN. ALL BECAUSE OF YOUR MAD QUEST FOR POWER."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY COMPANIONSHIP. JUST AS YOU'VE DESTROYED LOVE AND CARING WHERE EVER YOU CAN FIND IT, YOU SEPARATE FRIENDS AND THOSE WHO TAKE CARE OF ONE ANOTHER. YOUR RAMPAGE KNOWS KNOW LIMITS, LEAVING PEOPLE ALONE AND AFRAID, CONFUSED AS TO WHERE THEY SHOULD GO OR WHO THEY SHOULD TURN TO."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY FREEDOM. BECAUSE AS YOUR ARMIES ADVANCE, CARRYING REALITY FURTHER AND FURTHER INTO THE DARK SHADOW THAT YOU CAST, THE MORE IT BECOMES CLEAR THAT ALL WE CAN REALLY HOPE TO DO IS TO FIGHT YOU. THE ONLY THING LEFT TO DO, THE ONLY CHOICE, IS HOW WE GO DOWN SWINGING."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY-"
    "'scuse me." Now, a quick jump back a number of paragraphs. You'll remember that the Godmodder has his forces open fire so that he could get at Prime!Piono, right? Well, there were a few Pionos to the side and slightly behind him that the Godmodder didn't target. The Godmodder never noticed the science Pionos.
    "AH, YOU'RE FINISHED? THANK GOODNESS I WAS RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO RANT ABOUT." The science Piono hands over a PDA and bows. Prime!Piono snaps his fingers and the science Pionos begin to fade away into smoke, all of them turning to make rude gestures at the Godmodder on their way out.
    Piono holds the PDA and scrolls through it, idly deflecting Godmodder energy blasts with his hands as he looks through it. "UH HUH, HMM… BUT WHAT IF… NO WAIT THEY'VE ALREADY COVERED THAT. PINEAPPLE? THAT'S ODD. OKAY HOW DO YOU SPILL BARBEQUE SAUCE ON DIGITAL NOTES THAT'S JUST DUMB. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! GOT IT!"
    Piono slides the PDA into his pocket, where it warps into his inventory, and looks up at the Godmodder again. "ALRIGHT, WELL, ALL THIS RAMBLING HAS BEEN FUN, BUT I'VE GOT SOME MORE PREP TO DO, I'M GOING TO GO BACK TO IGNORING YOU NOW."

    And Now The Present is Restored


    Piono heaves a large breath, and reaches out in front of himself, making a complicated series of gestures with his hands, and straining as hard as he can. Slowly, something begins to fade into being in front of him, only for another Godmodder bolt to slam into it and cause it to puff back out of existence.
    Piono turns back to the Godmodder a look of pure indignation on his face. "DO YOU MIND? I'M TRYING TO ORCHESTRATE YOUR DEMISE HERE! SOME PEOPLE HAVE NO RESPECT FOR POWER UP SEQUENCES I SWEAR…" Another godmodder energy bolt careens towards Piono and Piono rolls his eyes, opening up a portal behind himself and stepping out of the way. The godmodding energy bolt goes right through it. The Godmodder wonders where the energy bolt up until the point where another portal opens up two centimeters in front of his face and he gets square between the eyes with his own attack. This deals 0 damage as it is godmodding energy, but it does knock him over and daze him for the next two segments of the attack.
    Piono nods, satisfied that the Godmodder will stop being a nuisance for the next couple of seconds, and turns back to creating the whatever the thing was that he was calling out of thin air. Slowly it becomes visible, it is a capsule, with a player lock on it. Piono puts his hand on the player lock and uses one of the many actions he has available for this attack to unlock it, causing the capsule to flip open with a click.
    And then light fills the room once more. Out of it comes ghosts, or maybe projections of some kind. That in and of itself is not all that surprising. What is surprising is who they're projections of. The Godmodder, still in a daze mutters to himself "didn't I kill those guys already?" and why yes, he is absolutely right on that count.
    Because what that capsule contained was shades of a large number of the gods that the Godmodder has slain in the past. Not all of them, not by a long shot, there were way too many gods for those to be gathered up, but it is still a sizeable portion.
    "YOU GUYS ARE PROBABLY WONDERING HOW THIS IS POSSIBLE, AND SINCE WE'RE IN CUTSCENE MODE AND THE GODMODDER'S BEEN DISABLED FOR TWO SEGMENTS OF THIS SUPER ATTACK, I SUPPOSE I'VE GOT TIME TO EXPLAIN EXACTLY WHAT'S GOING ON HERE."
    "SO LET'S DELVE INTO BACKSTORY TIME. YOU REMEMBER HOW I TALKED ABOUT SOPHIA BEFORE? WELL, SHE WAS A SIDEQUESTER, AT LEAST, ONCE SHE REALIZED THAT HER GROUP DIDN'T HAVE THE MOXIE TO TAKE THE GODMODDER DOWN. SO INSTEAD SHE WENT OUT TO VARIOUS GODS, REQUESTING FAVORS OF THEM IN TURN FOR HELPING THEM WITH CHORES, OR SETTING UP THEIR DEFENSES A LITTLE BIT BETTER. AND FROM EACH GOD, SHE TOOK A SINGLE HIGH-POWER BLESSING. EACH BLESSING SHE CAREFULLY READIED WITH PLAYER POWER AND COMPACTED IT DOWN SO THAT IT WOULD KEEP LONG AFTER THE GOD WHO GAVE ITS' DEATH. ONE AFTER ANOTHER SHE COMPILED THESE LONG-TERM-STORAGE PRAYERS INTO THIS CAPSULE, WHICH SHE MADE SOULBOUND TO THREE PEOPLE. ONE WAS HERSELF, ONE WAS ME, AND ONE IS ANOTHER FRIEND OF OURS WHO THE GODMODDER KILLED IN HIS RAMPAGES NOT LONG AFTER SOPHIA DIED FOR THE FIRST TIME."
    "WHEN SOPHIA DIED FOR THE FIRST TIME, MY THOUGHT WAS TO GO FIND HER IN THE AFTERLIFE, AND RETRIEVE THE CAPSULE FROM HER, BUT THEN WHILE I WAS GEARING UP FOR MY QUEST TO FIND HER AND CLAIM THE CAPSULE TO CARRY ON HER LEGACY AGAINST THE GODMODDER, THE CAPSULE APPEARED BEFORE ME. THAT WAS HOW I LEARNED ABOUT THE GODMODDER'S PENCHANT FOR DESTROYING OR ABSORBING SOULS. I DIDN'T KNOW THE TRUE NATURE, OF COURSE, BUT… IT WAS WHAT SENT ME DOWN THE ROAD TO FIGHTING THE GODMODDER HERE."
    "AND NOW THE TIME HAS COME TO USE IT."
    The God shades swirl around Piono, granting him boons of many kinds before poofing out of existence one by one as their power fades. Increased strength, knowledge, power to control various objects, the ability to project cheese at will, charismatic leadership, and a number of others. But Piono's not looking for the blessings, because as each boon collects down onto his form, he grabs the energy and forms it into a ball.
    As it all finished collecting together, Piono unwinds the whole thing, taking the threads of divine power and spinning them out into the raw power that makes it up. And then he folds it back up into a ball, then folds that up, continuing to fold it more and more until it's the size of a pill, and he then swallows it.
    The room flares with light once more as Piono's system is flooded with godly power, but not just one godly power, enough different godly powers to greatly bolster his own might in a variety of different ways. Whatever happens in this cutscene, Piono's going to be virtually invincible.

    The Kill Word
    But the Earth Refused to Die - Instrumental Mix Cover (Undertale)

    Piono looks down at a watch he wasn't wearing before. "OH MY MY MY, LOOKIT THAT, I'VE ALREADY USED UP A SEGMENT, LOOKS LIKE I BETTER FINISH UP MY PROLONGED POWER UP SEQUENCE QUICKLY, OTHERWISE SOMEONE WILL TRY AND INTERRUPT ME AGAIN."
    He looks down. "HEH, YOU KNOW, I'D ALWAYS WONDERED WHY SOPHIA GAVE ME A KILL WORD WHEN SHE SUMMONED ME AS AN ENTITY. I TRUSTED HER WHEN SHE SAID IT WOULD BE USEFUL, AND I GUESS SHE WAS RIGHT. I'VE ALREADY SEALED MY FATE PRETTY MUCH WITH THE FIRST PART OF THIS POWER UP SEQUENCE, SO I MIGHT AS WELL GO ALL THE WAY, IT'S TIME FOR THE FINAL POWERING UP SEQUENCE."
    "በመጨረስ ላይ"
    Shining light consumes the room, filling it up in every corner and crevice, so much that even the Godmodder is forced to look away from the blinding power. Deep within the heart of it sits Piono, curling up as if getting ready to go into a magical girl transformation sequence only a million times more awesome, and with one hand he grabs onto the light, pulling it inwards, ripping out from its place around him, and curling it around himself like a cloak. Everyone blinks and turns to look at him, spiraling lines of shimmering light spiralling up Piono's limbs, and across his torso and intertwining at his neck and head in a complex pattern that feels… incomplete somehow.
    And then his shadow explodes outwards, ripping through everyone's sight, burying everything in bottomless darkness that muffles noise, scent and everything else. A darkness so absolute that none has any sense of where they are, as if floating in an abyss, completely lost and alone. But Piono is still at the center of it, and with his other hand, rips it from its place in the atmosphere, twirling it up and fastening it to his own form much like he did the blinding light. The patterns on his body are now complete, spiralling patterns of darkness and light, playing off one another to give a gradient, the power of twilight.
    Piono hovers there, glistening with power that crackles and radiates throughout the room, whipping up a small vortex of wind that blows everything. All focus is on him for this moment. He holds his hand to his chest, and you hear him muttering to himself. But finally he raises his head and shouts:
    "I KNOW WHAT I AM FIGHTING FOR. I KNOW WHY I AM HERE. I KNOW WHY I DIE AND WHAT I LIVED FOR, AND HOPE TO ACCOMPLISH IN BRINGING ABOUT MY OWN END. THOUGH HEAVEN, HELL AND PURGATORY MAY ALL SETTLE JUDGEMENT UPON MY SOUL AS MY TIME DRAWS TO A CLOSE, I STAND HERE CONFIDENT THAT I AM DOING WHAT'S RIGHT, WHAT IS NEEDED."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY PATIENCE, THE ABILITY TO WAIT FOR THE TIME TO BRING ABOUT THE FINAL RESOLUTION, NO MATTER THE COST."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY PERSEVERANCE, THE POWER TO CONTINUE ONWARDS, NO MATTER HOW BLEAK THINGS MAY SEEM."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY BRAVERY, A STRENGTH BEYOND MYSELF THOUGH I FACE THE END OF MINE OWN DAYS AND THE POSSIBILITY OF UTTER OBLIVION."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY JUSTICE, THE NEED TO SEE THE MANY FALLEN AND WOUNDED GIVEN THE VENGEANCE THEY REQUIRE."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY KINDNESS, KNOWING THAT WITH MY DEATH, OTHERS MAY LIVE, MIGHT HAVE HOPE, AND MAY ONE DAY SEE THE SUN RISE AGAIN."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY INTEGRITY, PUSHED FORWARD BY THE PROMISES I MADE, AND WILL KEEP WITH MY LAST DYING BREATHS."
    "AND MOST OF ALL, I AM DRIVEN BY DETERMINATION. THE WILL TO SEE EVIL ENDED, WHATEVER THE PERSONAL COST."
    Piono's eyes flash red, and with another gesture, the runes on his body light up once more, blue and purple light trailing up from the base of his feet, shining through his boots, trailing upwards throughout his body, in an intricate display that adds onto the marks of light and darkness already there. As the runes on his body light up, little motes of blue light begin to appear around Piono, tiny runes, that begin to spin and orbit around him, providing a massive shield and aura of words written in a long forgotten language, crackling with power in their own right.
    "MAGICAL GIRL TRANSFORMATION GO!" and then we get into the final state of the transformation, with Piono brandishing one arm, and a massive spiked dark blue gauntlet appearing on it, then his other, a sleeker, sky blue glove appearing on it, the light from the two moving inwards and appearing a set of armor on Piono's body. Rather than the coat he has worn the entire war, powerful looking plate armor with runic designs carved into it assembles all along his body, two metal plates coming together to form the chestplate, a face-guarded helmet coming down square on top of his head, and boots sliding up.
    Having donned the Godslayer's armor, his aura flares up, the power augmenting armor increasing his strength a hundredfold, sending out flares of power that push everyone backwards. Even the Godmodder Wall Soldier, braced against the impact, is scooted back several meters by the raw power on display.
    Piono's eyes ignite with a burning fury, the fire of an angry god, a universe in his eyes, a universe wreathed in flame. Fury coursing in lines of pure red and white throughout all of it, in depths that you could get lost in and never return from.
    Slowly, slowly, Piono settles down onto the ground, feet gently tapping against the floor and shattering it with the force of each step. "ALRIGHT THEN, THAT TRANSFORMATION SEQUENCE TOOK WAY TOO FREAKING LONG, I THINK I'M READY TO KILL THINGS NOW. HOW ABOUT YOU GUYS? NO? GUESS I'LL DO IT ALL MYSELF THEN."

    Bypass
    Super Paper Mario - Brobot Battle

    Piono cracks his knuckles, and steps forward towards the Godmodder Wall Soldier. "ALRIGHT GODMODDER, I PROBABLY MADE THIS CLEAR ALREADY, BUT HERE'S HOW THIS IS GOING TO WORK. I'M GOING TO RUIN THE DAY OF YOU AND EVERYONE WORKING FOR YOU, AND YOU'RE GOING TO UTTERLY FAIL AT TRYING TO STOP ME."
    The Godmodder stands up. The daze has worn off and given the fact that 7.5K words went into the powerup sequence alone, there's probably a very good chance that even if Piono can't actually stop his army, that he's got a good shot at at least doing significant amounts of harm, so, worst comes to worst, better to stop him and OH NO WHERE DID HE GO?
    "LIKE MY TRICK? LITTLE BOON FROM THE GOD OF INVISIBILITY." And the Wall Soldier's shield suddenly blazes with light as massive amounts of projectiles start hitting it from every angle. Lasers, bullets, danmaku, energy pellets, all of it pours into the shield seemingly from nowhere. "AND ANOTHER PIECE OF HELP FROM THE GOD OF BULLET HELLS." The shield is holding up quite well, only for a massive hammer to suddenly appearify in the air above it, and come crashing down on top of it, sending massive ripples shuddering down through the entire shield. The Wall Soldier staggers a bit under the force of the hammer blows, but the Godmodder has what he needs, the Godmodder is suddenly right behind the hammer wielder, and swings his weapon… and hits nothing. His eyes narrow right at about the time he gets punched in the back of the head. "THE GODS OF HAMMERS AND CHEAP SHOTS SEND THEIR POSTHUMOUS REGARDS."
    With that, the hammer begins slamming away at the shield, over and over again. The Godmodder whirls around, trying to track down Piono's location, only to get smacked in the back of the head. He roars and unleashes a wave of fire all around him only for an anvil to drop on his head. "AND WHILE THEY MAY NOT BE A DIVINE BEING, ACME CORPORATION HAS A FEW CHOICE WORDS FOR YOU AS WELL." The Godmodder continues flailing about, getting punched about by obnoxious but non-godmodder-damaging attacks repeatedly until finally he turns and decides to just take out the hammer before it deals any actual damage to the Wall Soldier.
    Piono is standing in front of him, in all his over-hyped-up glory. Piono flicks a cigarette that he wasn't actually smoking and crushes it under his feet. "I'M SORRY DAVE I CAN'T LET YOU DO THAT. DRUNKEN ELEPHANT STYLE!" Piono puts on hand on his face, and slides the other hand through the gap by the elbow this leaves. The Godmodder is confused as to what the heck's going on until Piono's wild flailing knocks him through the wall of the bank of actions. "AND YOU THOUGHT THAT THE GOD OF IMAGINARY KUNG FU MOVES WAS A NON-THREAT, DIDN'T YOU."
    The Godmodder growls and dives at Piono from the crater in the wall that he made when he hit. "GOD OF BALLERINAS GIVE ME STRENGTH." and with a masterful pirouette Piono spins right around the Godmodder and kicks him in the back as he passes, sending him tumbling right into the other wall, though with a good deal less velocity this time around.
    The Godmodder stands up, shaking his head. "NOW, WHILE I'D LOVE TO CONTINUE THIS LOVELY LITTLE BOUT OF COMBAT WE'VE GOT GOING ON RIGHT NOW, I'VE ONLY GOT SO MUCH TIME UNTIL ALL THESE SUPERCHARGES WEAR OFF ALL AT ONCE AND KILL ME QUITE THOROUGHLY, SO IF IT'S ALL THE SAME TO YOU, I'M GOING TO CRIPPLE YOUR BODYGUARD." Before the Godmodder can do anything to attack him, Piono calls down a blessing from the (still living, last Piono heard, though he's been dead a while so he has no way to verify it) God of Bureaucratic Paperwork, and the Godmodder suddenly finds himself forced to fill out a ten million page long booklet of forms before he's allowed to attack Piono again, all of them need to be turned in and signed in quadruplicate before they'll be processed, and the copy machine is broken so the Godmodder has to do it all by hand.
    Piono turns around and looks up at the Wall Soldier, who, if it wasn't a giant stone statue of a roman soldier, would be sweating bullets and looking for the nearest exit. As it is, it is still feeling extremely uncomfortable with the new attention it has just garnered.
    Piono flips out a little gadget with wires sticking out of it, and slaps it on the shield. Piono stands back a bit, and waves to everyone else. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" and the device blinks and beeps a few times, before the Wall Soldier's shield suddenly stops being there with a disappointing pop sound and no other fanfare whatsoever.
    "...WELL THAT WAS ANTICLIMACTIC. THOUGHT THERE'D BE AN EXPLOSION OR SOMETHING, OH WELL, TIME TO KILL THINGS. WELL, THING. THE WALL SOLDIER SPECIFICALLY. HOLD ONTO YOUR STONE BUTT MISTER STATUE ITS ABOUT TO GET KNOCKED CLEAR TO TIMBUKTU."
    The Wall Soldier, recognizing that it's having its authority questioned, steps forward to try and deal with Piono. There is just one problem with this. The Godmodder neglected to give the Wall Soldier any kind of attack power, so when it steps on the calmly waiting Piono, its foot bounces right off.
    Piono grins "RIGHTY-O THEN, TIME TO BREAK SOME STUFF." and then Piono jumps into the air, catches the hammer that is still swinging away at a forcefield that isn't there anymore, and throws it, sending it spinning right towards the Wall Soldier. The Wall Soldier, with surprising agility for someone who's a gigantic stone statue, ducks right under it. Right into Piono's shoryuken uppercut. The Wall Soldier is launched upwards by this enormous force, rising upwards until its head gets stuck in the ceiling, with the reason its sheer weight doesn't bring it crashing back down to the floor below not being really all that clear.
    Piono rises up, and grabs the Wall Soldier's leg, and then rips him out of the ceiling, sending the Wall Soldier crashing down onto the Godmodder's paperwork desk, scattering the papers and forcing the Godmodder to start all over. The Godmodder shakes an angry fist at Piono, who flattens his palm, and from it rises a hologram of a neon sign of a middle finger. The Godmodder scowls and Piono turns back to the Wall Soldier, who is starting to stand back up.
    Piono raises his hand and calls upon his blessing from the God of Chickens, causing a rain of panicked poultry to rain down upon the Wall Soldier. The Wall Soldier isn't really to perturbed by this act of fowl play as chickens are rather small, but the birdbath does prevent the Wall Soldier from seeing Piono coming in with his next attack.
    "FISH SLAP FORM OMEGA!" and Piono comes careening down from about the utter clucking chaos wielding not a fish, not a shark, not even a whale. Piono is wielding nothing short of a kraken. And he proceeds to slap the Wall Soldier silly with it. Just, slap slap slap. With one of the biggest sea creatures to ever exist.
    The Wall Soldier just decides to lie down and not fight back after that, so Piono does the only reasonable thing. He draws on the Wall Soldier's face.
    Well, sort of, he diagrams, it seems to be a sort of exploded view of the internal stone components of the Wall Soldier (well, except for the mustache that's just totally Piono being childish) drawn out in blue chalk. Piono hovers up above the Wall Soldier, and nods to himself. "RIGHT, IT SHOULD BE RIGHT ABOUT… THERE." And then Piono punches straight through the Wall Soldier's head into the ground below. The Wall Soldier shudders and jolts, then sits up. Aside from having a hole straight through it's head it seems to be mostly fine.
    "YOO HOO, MISSING SOMETHING?" The Godmodder and the Wall Soldier turn to look at Piono, who is standing triumphantly next to the shield generator that was stationed inside of the head of the Wall Soldier until Piono forcibly removed it.
    Piono pulls out a jet black tomato. "YOU KNOW WHAT THE BEST KIND OF FRUIT FOR DESTROYING STUFF IS? THIS ISN'T A PUN BY THE WAY, IT'S JUST AN OBSCURE PIECE OF TRIVIA. ANTIMATTER TOMATOES. SOME OF THE BEST EXPLOSIVE FORCE PER POUND ANYWHERE IN THE MULTIVERSE. THIS IS MY LAST ONE, I'D SAY YOU SHOULD BE HONORED THAT I'M WASTING IT ON YOU BUT THAT'D BE A BIT INSULTING EVEN FOR ME." and then he slams the tomato onto the shield generator.
    The generator, predictably, does not survive the blast. Simply as that, the Wall Soldier's ability to bodyguard things has been totally eradicated. All it is now is a useless hunk of stone with way too many hit points.

    And Then There Were Many
    Robot Riot

    The room is filled with deafening silence. The Godmodder's jaw works soundlessly as he realizes what Piono's just done, and several of the soulrazer soldiers drop their weapons in shock.
    "WHOOPS, I JUST BROKE YOUR MEAT SHIELD, DIDN'T I? MY BAD. I'LL JUST HAVE TO MAKE UP FOR IT BY BREAKING EVERYTHING ELSE TOO. ACTUALLY, YOU KNOW WHAT, I DON'T FEEL LIKE DOING THIS ON MY OWN, HOW ABOUT I INVITE SOME FRIENDS INSTEAD."
    And then an enormous portal to Piono's inventory opens up behind him. Through it first steps Elim, the witch doctor, who helped Piono out with his OMNISCIENCE ploy in the Deleter timeline. He looks at Piono. "IS EVERYONE READY?"
    "Well, yes, but are you sure about this?"
    "ABSOLUTELY, AND BY THIS POINT IT'S TOO LATE TO CHANGE MY MIND ANYWAYS."
    "Piono, I'm sure that-"
    "THANK YOU FOR YOUR CONCERN ELIM, BUT RIGHT NOW ONE THING AND ONLY ONE THING NEEDS DOING. THE UTTER AND TOTAL OBLITERATION OF THESE SCHMUCKS OVER HERE."
    Elim opens his mouth to object, but closes it again. "As you wish sir."
    Elim turns and raises his staff, and in the air above Piono and Elim flickering lights appear, they dance in a rather simple pattern, turning from red to green before disappearing.
    The PGs and SRs laugh. What was that supposed to do, huh? Are you going to defeat us with flickeriTHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
    The first energy cannon shot tears through the space right next to Elim and Piono and slams right into the Elite Dropship, causing all of its systems to short out and begin going on the fritz immediately, as it is not just an energy cannon, but an electrically charged directed EMP plasma cannon, specially designed to ruin the days of just about anyone mechanical who gets in the way.
    Then, thundering through the massive portal opened up behind Piono comes a series of fleets, massive sleek spacecrafts that look incredibly artistic and graceful, blockier stronger hunks of metal built for strength and raw power, another fleet that sort of meets a mix between the two but has a number of flags painted along the side, and finally a massive swarm of ships that you're absolutely certain are made of alien organics.
    "SAY HELLO TO WHAT REMAINS OF THE FLEETS OF OKHOR'DHOOM, KRASTHNESE, THE UNITED REPUBLIC OF KORINTHIS, AND THE PROLANTHISTEEN HIVEMIND. FOUR GRAND SOCIETIES THAT TRIED TO STAND UP FOR WHAT THEY BELIEVED IN AND WERE SYSTEMATICALLY DESTROYED FOR DARING TO OPPOSE THE GODMODDER. THE BRAVE SONS, DAUGHTERS AND WORMLINGS OF THESE COUNTRIES HAVE BEEN HIDING OUT IN MY INVENTORY, AS REFUGEES, BUT ACHING TO FIGHT ONCE MORE. AND THEY BRING MORE THAN ENOUGH FIREPOWER IN THEIR OWN RIGHT."
    And with that the ships, having burst through the ceiling of the bank of actions, leaving everything open to air, begin opening fire on the pro-godmodder forces, lasers, missiles, kinetic projectiles, poison bombs, nuclear blasts, ravager pods and all manner of weaponry begin to tear into the PGs.
    Through the thunderous roar of orbital bombardment comes a cry. "Forwards! For the resistance, for reality, and for the death of the Godmodder!" Out of the portal comes a ragtag group of people. They don't seem like much… except to the trained eye. The trained eye would recognize that every single one of them is high "hero" status in just about any story. They're protagonists, weathered veterans, spunky teenagers, talking animal sidekicks, all of them protected by narrative causality, one and all.
    "I HATE TO PUT THEM IN DANGER LIKE THIS, BUT THOSE WHO ARE HERE INSISTED THAT THEY GET AT LEAST SOME CHANCE TO FIGHT AGAINST THE GODMODDER BEFORE LEAVING. SO HERE THEY ARE, THE LAST REMNANTS OF THE RESISTANCE, ONCE THE LARGEST ANTI-GODMODDER ORGANIZATION THERE WAS, NOW BUT A HANDFUL OF RAGTAG HEROES. BUT ONE THING IS FOR CERTAIN, THEY ARE NOT TO BE UNDERESTIMATED."
    And with that, the heroes of the resistance jump into the fray, charging in amongst the PGs and SRs, weapons out, and with their power to dodge what seems to be certain death, they dodge between the strikes of the orbital bombardment, slicing, shooting and blasting their way through the various PG forces with an earnestness completely unrivaled by almost all figures that have participated in this mighty war.
    A horrific screech echoes from the portal, and is met by many cries much like it. It is a horrifying, blood curdling sound, something that sends shivers down the spines of all but the most disciplined and experienced of void travelers. Flooding out of the portal comes a tide of demonic warriors of all kinds, half spider, or maybe five armed, every warrior is different and deadly in their own unique way.
    "CONTRARY TO WHAT SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE, HELL IS NOT THE ONLY PLACE WHERE THE DEMONIC PEOPLES RESIDE. THE BEASTS OF CARNAGE AND DESTRUCTION CAN BE FOUND ON ANY OF THE LOWER PLANES. AND I HAPPEN TO HAVE AN ARMY OF THEM BOUND TO ME. I HONESTLY DON'T CARE AS MUCH ABOUT THEM DUE TO THEIR MINDLESS FOCUS ON CAUSING SUFFERING AND DEATH, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? THEY'RE GOOD FODDER SO OUT THEY COME."
    And the demons fall upon the arrayed ranks of the enemy. pouring out hatred and violence out amongst the PGs and SRs in greatly increasing amounts, whenever a stray shot or another blast from the ships far above lands errantly, some of the demons are downed, but for every demon that falls another takes its place. The tide is nearly unending, and the PGs and SRs seem to be totally unable to stem the flow.
    A ghostly wail rises up from through the portal. Somehow Piono has had all of these armies and more up his sleeve the entire time, and just never used them, because next comes an army of ghosts. Many ghosts of many different kinds, soldiers, wizards, farmers, their ranks are nearly as endless as that of the demons, and they march forward with purpose.
    "THE LOST AND FALLEN, DENIZENS OF NUMEROUS LESSER AFTERLIVES THAT WERE BLASTED AND WASTED BY YOUR CAMPAIGN AGAINST THE GREAT FORCES OF THE COSMOS. REFUGEES FROM THEIR OWN AFTERLIVES, THE PERIOD OF TIME WHEREIN THEY SHOULD'VE BEEN GIVEN TIME TO REST, TO RELAX, AND PREPARE FOR ETERNITY. ONE AND ALL, THEY HAVE A BONE TO PICK, THEY ARE READY TO FIGHT, BECAUSE THEY HAVE NOTHING LEFT THAT THEY CAN DO."
    And with a shout that is both at once faint and ghostly, and strong and powerful, the Lost begin their assault on the Godmodder's forces. Gunfire, pitchforks, swords, all many of weaponry. Every attack imaginable in terms of conventional weaponry, and even many outside of that range, are unleashed in the fury of those who did not even have the privilege to count themselves among the damned, and were left to wander the pathways of death without guides.
    Light shines within the portal, grand lights, strong as the sun and moon, cold and hot as them both. Celestial energies flash, as a pair of soldier formations move forward out of the portal. One of them shining with lunar energy, the other solar. The soldiers in each glare at each other, but know that what is at stake here is more important than whatever petty rivalry they had before might demand that they do.
    "THE SOLAR AND LUNAR EMPIRES WERE AT WAR FOR AS LONG AS ANYONE IN THEIR BOUNDARIES COULD REMEMBER. ANOTHER STORY BROUGHT TO AN ABRUPT CONCLUSION WHEN THE FIRST PEACE TALKS IN OVER A CENTURY WERE INTERRUPTED BY THE ARRIVAL OF THE GODMODDER'S VANGUARD FORCE. WHO KNOWS WHETHER A TRUCE WOULD'VE BEEN SIGNED OR NOT, BUT HIS ARRIVAL KILLED YET ANOTHER CHANCE FOR THOSE WHO WOULD SUE FOR PEACE, AND BRING HAPPINESS AND HARMONY TO THOSE WHO LIVE."
    And so the assembled myrmidons move forward, a tactical, organized force of swords, arrows and celestial power, moving down to supplement the raw might of the armies already assembled. The Godmodder can only watch helplessly from behind his desk full of paperwork as the armies tear through his forces with increasing fervor.
    Next up comes an unusual individual. Out of the portal comes a massive box-mech, piloted by none other than Crate-ose, the God of Boxes. Piono opens his mouth to speak but the God of Boxes hushes him down, turning to the Godmodder.
    "You know who I am, you know what I do, and anyone who's paid any attention to the plot at all whatsoever knows what my grudge against you is. You've killed my friends and family, you've tried to kill me in the past, and nothing is ever going to bring back all of the people I thought I'd be sharing eternity with but now will never see again. I might not be able to fight you, but I can give your lackeys the worst day of their lives."
    And with that, warehouses, boxes, crates and shipping containers, everything that holds thing imaginable pours out of the portal to Piono's inventory, bringing with them turrets, guns, weaponized vehicles and more, and with this onslaught, the God of Boxes throws himself into the fray, besieging the Godmodder's forces with every box-based attack he can bring to muster, and him being a god, that is quite a lot.
    More and more forces pour through the portal, armies of acolytes who seek to avenge the gods of the pantheon that have fallen, bringing with them the final vestiges of fallen divinity. The armies of General Custard and the legions of the fallen gods of the culinary pantheon. 42 of the assorted elemental planes send representatives to help unleash heck on the Godmodder's godslaying force, followed by the remnants of the Grand Inquisition and the Felsite Robotic Technocracy. More and more come, refugees of the destruction the Godmodder wrought on the surface, now turned into fighters against his reign of oppression.
    As the Godmodder scrambles to finish his paperwork so that he can get back out there and rescue his forces, one particular group, the psion circle of Alkalos V, has cornered the Elite Archangel and the Horseman of War, weaving them up in a net of psionic power, and begun breaking into their minds to break them free of the Godmodder's hold.
    Elim walks up to them. "How's it going?"
    We can't seem to break through, something about the Godmodder's mind control power is too great for us to shatter.
    "Try this." and Elim reaches out his staff with a small artifact, a shard of madness.
    This will do.
    And with that, utter madness is set into the two entity's minds, sending them so far into the deep end that even the Godmodder's control can't keep a grasp on the flow of their thoughts. Soon, the madness is retracted, and the two entities, gasping for breath, stand back to their feet, released and ready to fight the vile man that put them under his servitude in the first place.
    The Godmodder finishes his paperwork.
    With a victorious cry, he stands up from his chair, and launches himself at Piono's army in a furor to match that of the gods.
    And Piono, who was keeping a close eye on the Godmodder presses a button at his side. The Godmodder stops as suddenly the armies arrayed against his forces suddenly begin to "destabilize" and warp away. Disappearing with cracks, or into puffs of smoke, but disappearing en masse.
    The Godmodder whirls to face Piono, who glares at him.
    "NO. ENOUGH PEOPLE HAVE FALLEN BY YOUR HAND ALREADY. THEY'LL LIVE ON TO CARRY ON THE FIGHT ELSEWHERE. YOUR BEEF IS WITH ME, AND MINE WITH YOU. LET'S DANCE PRETTY BOY."

    The Impossible
    Infinite Battle - Sonic Forces Soundtrack

    The previous onslaught having abated, the Godmodder glares at Piono, how DARE he? How DARE this upstart player come along and mess up his godslaying crew like this? Even if he wound up being able to just undo all the damages without any real problem, an assault like this was absolutely unforgivable, Piono needed to be put in his place.
    But then he notices that Piono is laughing. Piono is laughing hard. In the face of his own impending death, something that would mean absolutely nothing in the face of everything else the players would need to face… he was LAUGHING? Who does this upstart thing he is?
    "HEY GODMODDER, THERE'S A TURN OF PHRASE ONE OF MY FRIENDS USE TO LIKE TO USE. WHEN COURAGE AND VALOR HAVE LONG SINCE FLED, THE DAY WILL BE WON BY THE GUY WHO REMEMBERED TO BRING REINFORCEMENTS TO THE PARTY."
    There is a ding and a pop, and a tiny cube appears out of thin air. The improbability drive. Such a tiny little thing to cause such mass mayhem on other worlds, this one's power only mitigated by an obnoxiously large charge up time. And it's been charging this doozy for a LONG time.
    "SAY CHEESE."
    And chaos ensued. The first thing to happen was the rain of cheese (actual cheese this time, not just greatswords.) descending from the sky, great flaming wheels of milk product descending from the sky. This is not really the Godmodder's concern, this is merely to set the backdrop. The pot of petunias that lands square on his head and then explodes into blue whales on contact might, however, be something of a problem.
    The Godmodder recovers only to get slammed in the face with the slapping kraken from earlier, he readies himself, only to get hit from the other side. And again and again. He tries to move out of the way but dodges right into Piono's next blow, a boxing kick to the cheek. He staggers backwards, but steps right into the beartrap that has mysteriously appeared there, and he falls over backwards, landing right on the potato landmine, showering him in french fries.
    Piono grins. "See, now, the thing is that I have the advantage here. After all, what's the chances of you failing to dodge every single one of my attacks in a row? Incredibly low, which means that the improbability drive is going to make it happen. Every. Single. Time. Bet you wish you had the infinileaf clover with you right now, huh?"
    Piono stops. "Wait frick, what happened to my voice? I thought I was in god-shouty mode now?." The improbability drives shrugs, and one of the passing shrubberies inputs that perhaps it's one of the side effects that improbability drives are notorious for having. Nobody understands the shrubbery however because it only speaks in the form of spitting frozen halibuts Northeast in morse code.
    "Okay I hope this doesn't take too long, this is starting to get too surreal." The Godmodder attempts to attack Piono while his back is turned, but alas, the Godmodder's hands have temporarily turned into giraffes, ruining his strike.
    Piono jumps up in the air and kicks the Godmodder, who is extremely surprised to find that his head comes off when he does, the Godmodder struggles around, trying to figure out where his head landed, when Piono picks him up and reenacts the touching scene in Avengers 1 where Hulk smashes Loki into the floor repeatedly. "Puny Godmodder."
    The Godmodder breathes in powerful, pulling his body back to his head, where it reattaches and he stands back up, only for Piono to slam a table over his head, the Godmodder reaches for the nearest item, and smashes the extremely fragile glass ballerina against Piono's raised arm when Piono moves to block it, and Piono counters by beating the Godmodder over the head with a cruise ship.
    The whole thing quickly devolves into a big ball of violence as Piono and the Godmodder attempt to one-up one another with increasingly cartoonish antics, with TNT, cannons, lasers and all sorts of other ACME provided products being provided, with Piono seeming to come out of it with barely a scratch, while the Godmodder is starting to get more and more haggard.
    Suddenly, the Godmodder realizes what the problem is, and as Piono comes in, getting ready to javelin toss a volcano into the Godmodder, the Godmodder whirls around and throws a piece of cotton candy at the improbability drive.
    Exactly as one would expect, the cotton candy turns into a massive roiling ball of destructive energy en route, and collides with the improbability drive. Which throws up its hands in disgust, and promptly implodes.
    Piono's eyes widen as this happens: "oH NO" and then the volcano lands directly on top of him, squashing him flat. Piono clambers up out from underneath the massive pile of rock and magma, only for the Godmodder to punch him square in the jaw and send him tumbling across the ground.
    Godmodder: Got anything to say for yourself?
    Piono: "You're a git. Eat rubber chicken."
    Piono immediately unleashes his boon from the God of Slapstick Comedy, and the Godmodder is blasted backwards by a veritable geyser of rubber chickens that spew from a portal opened up right in front of Piono.
    The Godmodder immediately rights himself, but Piono's already stood back up as well, and is crackling with power again. This time, with power even greater than he's demonstrated before. It seems like whatever he initially set up the power up sequence for, it's about time for it to happen.

    Worldshatter
    [SDVX] Havox (extended)

    Piono breathes deeply, and stretches forth his hand, Ircucvci materializing in it, and pulling out Ultimatum in the other hand. He spreads his arms out, and all 36 of his elemental artifacts (apparently he's got more than just the 25 he started out with now) flash into existence, hovering behind him.
    Piono stares down the Godmodder. "IT'S VERY RARE THAT SOMEONE GETS TO DEMONSTRATE THIS LEVEL OF POWER WITHOUT BEING A GODMODDER, AND I DOUBT THAT EVEN IN THIS FORM I CAN TAKE YOU DOWN IN A FAIR FIGHT, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? SCREW IT. LET'S FINISH THIS WITH A BANG, NO MORE BACKWARDS TRICKS, NO MORE CHEAP SHOTS, JUST ME THROWING EVERYTHING I'VE GOT AT YOU AND SEEING WHAT STICKS TO YOUR UGLY FACE."
    The Godmodder is about to laugh in Piono's face when Piono is suddenly in the Godmodder's face, slashing away with Ircucvci, the Godmodder casually, almost boredly, blocks every incoming strike, but is blown backwards a bit when Piono swings in with Ultimatum and opens fire, sending a solid wall of projectiles into the Godmodder.
    The Godmodder isn't hurt though, he moves forward again, and swings his weapon down towards Piono, and Piono twirls around him, sending a blast of divine energy at the Godmodder, which barely even flinches him. The Godmodder comes screaming back towards Piono and when Piono brings Ultimatum back up for another strike, swings down, causing Piono to have to curve back out of the way.
    Piono slams Ultimatum into the back of the Godmodder's head with the momentum of the spin, knocking the Godmodder back a fair bit, but the Godmodder isn't deterred, and starts flying up towards Piono. Piono takes this perfectly uses the straight-on trajectory to get an easy lock on, holds Ultimatum with both hands, and opens fire.
    A massive stream of all kinds of ammo descends down from the sky, almost as if in slow motion, and slams into the Godmodder. The Godmodder is powerful, but the raw kinetic force of the onslaught is enough to push him down. The Godmodder hits the ground with a crack, and pushes up against it, arm raised to shield himself from the onslaught.
    Then he opens a portal. Through it pours the massive onslaught of bullets, rockets, lasers and more, then he opens up to the portal in reverse, causing the stream to fight against itself, the explosions of kinetic force pushing back and making a wall of white right in front of the Godmodder.
    Then the Godmodder pushes the portal forwards, slowly flying up and moving the wall of death closer to Piono, who can't see it coming because there is a wall of projectiles in front of his line of view. Finally the Godmodder gets up within melee range and swipes upwards, cleaving Ultimatum in half, sending Piono flying backwards with the force of the explosion.
    Piono quickly rights himself in the air, and the Godmodder rolls his eyes as Piono comes screaming down towards him, sword held in both hands.
    "БЕАТДОWН"
    Piono launches into a super attack, swinging his sword in patterns around the Godmodder so fast that the eye cannot follow, leaving behind hazy afterimages of himself, knocking the Godmodder in every direction with his barrage of unstoppable bladed fury.
    The Godmodder sighs and reaches out his hand, closing it around Ircucvci. Piono looks up in shock as the Godmodder glares at him, and clenches his fist. Cracks shoot up and down the sword, and before Piono can pull away, a monstrously powerful explosion sends him careening down to the ground as Ircucvci shatters into a million pieces. The Godmodder lands in front of Piono and drops the shards on the ground.
    Godmodder: I've let you pull off too many of those super attacks in the past. It's about time I stopped letting you pester me like that.
    Piono stands back up and screams, causing a large number of ghostly forms to shape up behind him, the Godmodder takes a step back, the godly boons again. Piono begins shouting names as he steps forward, calling upon the power of one god after another to pummel the Godmodder with different energies.
    He calls upon the mother of all custard pies, a massive cow stampede, drops a house on the Godmodder's head, then follows it up with the boxing glove of infinite knockback and a boot to the head. The Godmodder is mostly unconcerned, and finally gets tired of this, demonstrating his lack of amusement by swinging his weapon up and unleashing a blast of the same power he used to defeat the gods previously to completely defuse Piono's boons, causing him to slide backwards a large distance. Piono looks up as the shades of the gods fade away into colorless smoke, and back down at the Godmodder.
    The Godmodder grins. Piono twitches.
    Piono reaches back, and his massive earth hammer streaks into his hands, and with a quick snap of his fingers, it shrinks down to a usable, though still quite hefty, size. He swings underhanded and a barrage of rocks shoots up towards the Godmodder, who blocks them with a shield made of paper mache. The Godmodder spin-throws his shield straight at Piono, who smashes it off into the distance with his hammer, and leaps at the Godmodder.
    "ЦАТАЦЛЫСМ"
    He slams down his hammer with all of his might, and massive rocks streak forwards up out of the ground with enough force to impale a tank, let alone a single man. The godmodder does a triple backflip up into the air, right over the spike that would've slammed into him, and lands on the tippy top, in perfect position for hit the incoming thrown mountain with a baseball bat, sending it careening right back at Piono.
    Piono attempts to hit the mountain back with his hammer, but instead of being able to initiate a game of back and forth with the Godmodder, the Godmodder leaps forward and jumps on the mountain as Piono hits it with his hammer, causing the mountain to increase in power, and bend the hammer back until the head of hit shatters, sending out a massive shockwave of power that shatters the earth as far as the eye can see, and making a massive crater that Piono falls down into.
    The Godmodder lifts the mountain that Piono had chucked at him and tosses it over his shoulder, where it lands with a massive THUD. An arrow streaks up towards the Godmodder with a massive amount of power, but the Godmodder doesn't even sidestep it, he just grabs the arrow between his pinky and thumb, then snaps it in half, sending the two halves of the arrow clattering to the ground.
    Piono jumps up out of the crater on a gust of wind and begins machine-gunning arrows down at the Godmodder, who dances out of the way, literally. He doesn't even do a dance that makes sense for evasion, he literally break dances out of the way of all the arrows. Piono roars with anger and draws the bowstring all the way back, as far back as he can get it to go.
    "СУПЕРЦЕЛЛ"
    Piono unleashes an arrow that has mach-speed winds flowing behind it, the eye of the largest storm ever conceived in an arrow that twists around and streaks towards the Godmodder so fast it ignites the air.
    The Godmodder backhands it casually, sending it clattering away as if it were nothing more than a nerf dart, and before Piono can nock another arrow, he darts forward and sparta kicks Piono back into the crater, catching the bow and snapping it across his knee.

    This song and dance continues for quite a while, Piono pulls up another of his elemental artifacts, and the Godmodder destroys it. However, since I've only got so much time in the day, and you guys are probably better off not having to read it all, I'll just give bullet points of each of them.

    ДЕЛУГЕ: Piono's water trident is used to summon a massive tsunami that the Godmodder surfboards over, before bending into a hoop shape and spin-throwing off into the distance.
    АРМАГЕДДОН: Piono's fire axe is used to call down a great and terrible firestorm that the Godmodder puts out with a firehose, before smashing the axe with a replica of a tree.
    ГАИА: Piono's plant staff is used to call up a mighty jungle full of vines and poisonous plants that the Godmodder proceeds to cook into a stew and eat, before using the staff as firewood.
    СУПЕРНОВА: Piono's energy rifles simple fire off one of the largest energy blasts in living history, which the Godmodder reflects into the sky with a mirror, before corking them up, causing them to explode looney-tunes style.
    РАГНАРОК: Piono's ice rapier freezes everything so hard that the air itself shatters, but the Godmodder is wearing a fur coat so he comes out just shouts really loud and the rapier is sundered.
    ТХУНДЕРХЕАД: Piono's lightning wand is used to summon the mother of all lightning bolts, carrying billions of volts, but the Godmodder is carrying his trusty "lightning rod" which grounds the entire thing, dispelling it. He then uses the wand as a chopstick with special fish that absorbs all of the wand's electrical power.
    ФЕРРОЦУМУЛУС: Piono's Metal flail rips all of the metal in the vicinity out and turns it into razor sharp shards that fly towards the Godmodder only to get stuck on a convenient giant bar magnet, so the Godmodder comes over and breaks one of the links in the flail's chain, causing the spikey ball to fly off into the distance.
    МИНДБРЕАК: Piono's Mind crown is used to unleash a mental barrage of epic proportions upon the Godmodder, and it just sorta fails because failed. The Godmodder then pops out all the gems in the crown, causing it to depower.
    АБОМИНАТИОН: Piono's Beast catchpole is used to summon one of the mightiest abominations ever summoned, only for the Godmodder to tame it with his tame-o-matic 5000, and sick it on Piono, which breaks the catchpole in the ensuing struggle.
    БРЕАКДОWН: Piono's Machine wrench is used to build a gargantuan mecha, which has a screw loose at the bottom and falls apart immediately. The Godmodder then points out all the ways that the wrench breaks safety regulations, causing it to retire out of shame.
    ЦОНТИНУУМ: Piono's Space whip is used to pull space apart, and lengthen the space between all of the Godmodder's molecules so that they fly apart, but the Godmodder just reassembles himself, then ties the whip into a useless knot.
    ЕПОЧ: Piono's Time watch is used to create a massive continuity snarl and convoluted series of time loops that the Godmodder could never escape, except it's interrupted by the arrival of the temporal guardian, who Piono enters into a grand duel with, only to lose and have the watch taken when the Godmodder rigs it in the guardian's favor.
    ГЕНЕСИС: Piono's Light mace is used to create a powerful solid illusion, that would be strong enough to fight the Godmodder if it weren't for the fact that it's not, and the Godmodder presses the off button on the mace, then shatters it when the light goes out.
    АПОЦАЛЫПСЕ: Piono's Dark gauntlet is used to create writhing shadows that pierce the Godmodder with infinitely sharp edges born of incorporeality, but the Godmodder is not afraid of the dark and thus unaffected, so he decides to make the gauntlet more cheerful and draws happy colors on it, causing the gauntlet to quit out of indignation.
    ЕВИСЦЕРАТИОН: With Piono's Blood knife, Piono attempts to liquify the Godmodder's organs with his own internal abilities, but the Godmodder has already mastered his own internal organs, and scrambles Piono's instead, stealing the knife and doing something with it while the camera is focused on Piono trying to reassemble his insides.
    ЕХПАНСЕ: Piono's Void sickle is used to conjure up a mighty vortex that attempts to draw the Godmodder in but he uses his trusty vacuum to counter it, then makes the sickle void itself and poof out of existence.
    Дивиниты: Piono's Order scepter attempts to totally crystallize the Godmodder, rendering him unable to move, but the Godmodder is used to hostile transformations and just shrugs it off, introducing the scepter to random number scripts, causing it to self destruct.
    ФОРБИДДАНЦЕ: With his Chaos ring, Piono attempts to accelerate entropy, making the Godmodder totally fall apart at the absence of any cohesive meaning, but the Godmodder took his gobbledygook course freshman year in highschool and technobabbles up an excuse. He then explains that the ring cannot be an incarnation of chaos because it's made of metal and metal is made of orderly structures. It vanishes in a puff of logic.
    ЕХТИНЦТИОН: Piono uses his Life scythe to try and drain all of the life out of the Godmodder, but the Godmodder has too much, and the scythe overloads and explodes.
    НЕВЕРМОРЕL: Piono tries to use his Death scythe to rip out the Godmodder's soul, but the Godmodder is the master of soul magics and the scythe implodes by having all its power drained.
    АСПИРАТИОН: Piono tries to use his Hope vial to give himself a shot of hope and empower his further attacks, but the Godmodder drinks it first, using it to then crush:
    СИНГУЛАРИТЫ: Piono's attempt with his Gravity chestplate before he can even START to make a black hole. The pure hope power makes the chestplate explode.
    ЦАЦОПХОНЫL: Piono uses his Sound guitar to write the ultimate song, so powerful even gods will wither before its majesty. The Godmodder gives it a 0 star review, and the guitar falls into despair and kills itself.
    ЕРАДИЦАТЕ: Piono attempts to use his Ink pen to write the Godmodder's existence out of existence but the Godmodder gives the book a terrible review and something something pen breaks.
    АРЦАНУМ: Piono attempts to use his magic amulet to perform the ultimate magical maelstrom on the Godmodder, but the Godmodder disproves the maelstrom AND the amulet with SCIENCE.
    ДИСРУПТИОН: Piono attempts to disrupt the Godmodder's form with his Distortion mirror but the Godmodder points out that he's used that basic idea already and the Curse of Repetition destroys the mirror before Piono can finish the attack.
    УЛТИМА: Piono pulls out his Creation pickaxe and creates the ultimate weapon, but then the Godmodder creates the ultimater weapon and destroys the pickaxe and the ultimate weapon.
    ФИНАЛЕ: Piono tries to just obliterate the Godmodder using his Oblivion rod but the Godmodder points out that I've never had any interesting ideas for oblivion energy attacks so the attack fails on the basis of being boring, and the Godmodder takes the rod and throws it into a font of pure creation.
    НИГХТМАРЕ: Piono's Dream naginata puts the Godmodder into a living nightmare, which he opts to just wake up from, and when he does so the naginata is gone.
    РЕНД: Piono's Reality scroll allows him to rewrite the laws of physics to remove Godmodding from being a thing temporarily, but then the Godmodder argues that it clearly still does because he just ripped the scroll in half.
    СЫСТЕМ ЕРРОР and ДИМЕНСИОНАЛИТЫ with Piono's Code rocket launcher and Tetrominoes shield don't even get a chance to get started because the Godmodder is getting bored by that point and just takes the weapons and breaks them preemptively,
    ФЛАВОРТАСТИЦ fails because Ranch Dressing is a weaksauce element, and blenders are terrible weapons and ДЕРАИЛЕД gets disrupted because Piono never finishes tying the Godmodder to the railroad tracks to run him over with his Train train before the Godmodder smashes it.

    Piono bounces backwards across the ground away from the trainwreck of an attack he attempted on the Godmodder just previously. He struggles to stand up. All of his elemental artifacts except for the one with control over ranch dressing have been destroyed, and his powers are starting to fade.
    The Godmodder: Piono, what exactly were you trying to accomplish?
    The Godmodder lands in front of Piono, picking him up by the scruff of the neck, then tossing him away, sending him skidding across the ground.
    The Godmodder: A grand scheme, a grand attack that would somehow undo the thousands of mistakes you've made in the past?
    Piono tries to stand up, only for the Godmodder to kick him in the face, sending him tumbling backwards once more.
    The Godmodder: Somehow reverse this battle's inevitable outcome?
    Piono comes up to his feet out of the roll, only for the Godmodder to throw a basketball at him. The basketball hits Piono at a quarter of the speed of light, square in the jaw, and Piono crumples again.
    The Godmodder: Do you think this is a game? That if you just try hard enough, and use the joy inside your heart... that that's all its going to take?
    The Godmodder walks over to Piono, and looks down at him with contempt. Piono tries to get up, only for the Godmodder to kick him in the ribs. He kicks Piono in the ribs several more times for good measure.
    The Godmodder: Oh, and don't think I don't know about your special little hope. You've voiced it often enough.
    The Godmodder stomps on Piono's chest sending a heaving gasp out of him.
    The Godmodder: You somehow think you can save the people I've killed.
    The Godmodder picks up Piono by the collar of his armor, and holds him up, looking the bloodied Piono right in eyes.
    The Godmodder: Piono... they're gone. And they're always going to be gone.
    The Godmodder: Down there, in the depths of a prison even lower than the HEXAGONAFIELD...
    The Godmodder: Nothing can escape from that. Nothing can be saved.
    The Godmodder holds up Piono right in front of him, holding his own hand back, forming a massive shining spear of light in it.
    The Godmodder: And now... it's time... for you... to join them.
    Piono coughs up a bit of blood stares defiantly into the Godmodder's eyes. "I'm not out of tricks yet you smug gorilla." The Godmodder blinks, and suddenly feels a massive tentacle wrap around his torso, and yank him backwards, causing him to drop Piono. The slapping kraken never got dismissed, and decides it wants a shot at the Godmodder.
    Piono falls to the ground, and while the Godmodder goes about his task of turning the slapping kraken into calamari, Piono slowly comes to his feet. There was on weapon he has in his inventory that he's never used before, that he doesn't know the reliability of, but that is his only option left.
    It is time to call upon the powers of the rapture.
    The Godmodder turns around as a massive, shining, shimmering light made up of all the colors of reality, reds, blues, ultraviolets, every color combination ever seen by any being, all swirled together in a blaze of glory.
    Piono stands shakily, pointing the sword right at the Godmodder. "FIne. I MAy Not HAve THe POwer To BEat YOu NORMally, But I CAn STill GIve It My BEst SHot." and he swings the sword. A blazing cut of glory shatters the landscape, darting straight towards the Godmodder, who steps to the side of it, and blips over to Piono, punting him into the sky.
    Piono heaves one final breath, and looks down.
    "облитерате"
    He points the sword downwards and ghosts of all the elements form up. You can see colors representing almost every power to have ever existed swirl together in a massive vortex of obliterative anger, and it rushes down to meet the Godmodder. The Godmodder has no intention of letting the first attack Piono has let off that actually has a chance of harming him hit him head-on however, and immediately moves out of the way, but Piono swipes sideways, and the Godmodder soon finds himself being followed by a wave motion beam of pure destructive energy.
    So the Godmodder curves up towards Piono, ready to strike him down for his folly, but Piono is already having problems of his own. Rapture is shaking in his hands, vibrating rapidly and shaking more and more violently, so as he swings it around to try and block the Godmodder's incoming strike he is in no position to stop it from coming apart at the seams and ripping to screaming omni-destructional pieces.

    And then everything turned to white.

    Terminatus
    At the Price of Oblivion - 03 Even in Death

    Piono floated in a void of pure white. Around him floated echoes of his own power, bouncing back off of some unknown presence. "Is this it? Did I die? No, wait, I probably wouldn't ache so much if I had died." Piono experimentally blows some air backwards to propel himself forwards, and is relieved to discover that he does in fact move. At least, he thinks he does, it's hard to tell without a frame of reference.
    He propels himself forward for a while, hoping to maybe find something, but after a while of moving around, in various directions, with no change in anything, he begins to get tired. He hasn't got much time, he thinks, all the power up surges should kick in at some point, there's absolutely no way he's got enough time to just screw around.
    "Hello?" He shouts. The sound echoes around the void, coming back to him over and over again from different angles, each time growing softer, so that it goes from a single loud echo, eventually fading to many quiet whispers that fade into silence. No response other than that.
    He tries again. "Is anyone there?"
    "Why don't you tell me?"
    Piono whirls around at the sound of the familiar, and extremely unwelcome voice. That of his own, from a time long past. Eric. He looks Eric up and down, but it's not Eric, not exactly. It's himself. Or, well, the two of them share a body, but Eric before didn't take the appearance of Piono, with all the extra runes and stuff, but now? All the body modifications are shared between them, exactly, down to the modified eyes.
    "You."
    "No, you. We're the same person."
    "No we're not, we may be the same body, but I'm not you."
    "And I'm not me either."
    "Then who are you?"
    "I already said who I am."
    "How can you be me? Unless this is a dream sequence?"
    "It is in a way."
    "What do you mean, in a way? Am I dead?"
    "Sort of."
    "How can I only be sort of dead?"
    "In the manner that reality doesn't register you as 'alive' right now, and that depending on what decision you make, it's analysis will shortly be correct."
    "How is that possible?"
    "In short? You ripped a hole in the Multiverse. We're floating in the edge space right now. The point around the fringes, that holds the energy, the information, that makes everything run in the background while nobody's paying attention. The portion that nobody thinks about, that nobody KNOWS about."
    "I'm confused."
    "That's understandable. It's a hard concept to grasp without a lot of explaining of metaphysics and the lines between the worlds."
    "..."
    "You have a question?"
    "A few actually, the first of which being; if you're me, and I don't know this stuff, how come you do?"
    "Because much like everything else here, it's only true in a manner of speaking. I am the culmination of what you are in the current moment. Everything you've achieved, everything you've hoped, everything you've feared. All of it, manifested into an illusion here to give you direction before you head back into the fray for the last time."
    "Then why are you here?"
    "To give you a choice. Where things go from here rests on many shoulders, the individual decisions of around… 50 people, a group to the forefront of which you have stepped once more."
    "So what's my choice then? Is it a life or death sort of thing?"
    "No, while that's a time honored tradition, you already made that choice, and it would not be right to give you the power to avoid the consequences of that decision. No, what I am here to offer you is a choice between vengeance and justice."
    "That doesn't make sense."
    "Doesn't it? What you want in this moment, more than anything, is to see the Godmodder suffer for all the destruction he has caused, for all the people he has hurt. For all the times he's hurt YOU. The gears are already in motion for the retribution against him. What you do at this point will not change the final outcome."
    "Then what's the point of bringing me here, if none of it matters?"
    "I didn't say that. While you do not have the power to whether or not the Godmodder dies, the trust and faith placed in you by the many who are now standing at your side has put you in a peculiar position. You cannot change the destination, but you can change the path of the journey."
    "Meaning?"
    "You have two choices now, the power to make the Godmodder suffer, to make him understand what he's done, and to wrack his soul with anguish and pain. This will perhaps deal a few extra points of damage to his already rather low health bar, but they are points that would be lost by other means if you do not choose that path. The thing you would be gaining here would be retribution, the ability to make the Godmodder properly suffer for what he has done, to return upon him pain for all the pain that he has caused other people, a way to exact your anger on the person who is its target."
    "Then what could you possibly offer me that could be better than that?"
    "Justice. In the other hand available to you is the power to ruin the Godmodder's work. To tear down his armies, at least in part, and leave his empire devastated. To return death and destruction on all of those who have aided the Godmodder, who see to benefit from the crimes he has committed. The power to tear down the support pillars of his empire and leave him to try and pick up the pieces, and in doing so give your friends and many others who you will never know the chance to rally, to rebuild their lives and do something. To return hope to reality, and open up a path for new heroes, so that should the Godmodder fail to fall at the end of this war, then others may continue to fight him."
    "Wait are you saying that we lose?"
    "No, I'm saying that I am bound against telling you the outcome. Knowing whether your friends can carry on the fight to its conclusion without you would change the decision you make here."
    "If you want me to choose a specific outcome, then why don't you just tell me which to choose and be done with it?'
    "Because free choice is an essential part of living, of why reality exists. Some don't get the freedom of choice, but those who do must be allowed to enact their responsibility to do so. Without that, there is no purpose, and as such it would be… a form of sacrilege to make a poor metaphor if I were to divest you of your final choice."
    "So this is really it then?"
    "You're not getting out of this, no. You will die, the Godmodder will claim your soul, and the war shall continue on without you."
    "Then I have only one more question."
    "Of course."
    "How can I trust you. How can I trust any of this? Time and time again the Godmodder has fooled us with tricks, traps and all manner of deception. For heavens sake, the chain of events that led me to this very place was caused by me falling for his lies and dragging everyone else along with me. So how do I know this isn't just another illusion, conjured up in my last moments to torment me with the knowledge that I've failed completely and utterly?"
    "Look."
    And the conjuration points upwards. Piono looks up and can see the Bank of Actions, the Godmodder rallying his troops and preparing to make his counterattack against the forces of the Anti Godmodder players who stand against him. The players, weary, beaten down, but not defeated. There is still hope shining in their eyes, a will to fight, to see the day won at any cost. Some of them take looks up towards the void where Piono and the conjuration are, but they know that their fight is more urgent.
    "Can they see us?"
    "No but they can see the tear you opened up in the sky with your final attack. A streak of white through the sky of purgatory. You know now that I am not lying, so choose."
    "..."
    "Well?"
    "I don't want to choose. Both of these things need to happen."
    "I'm afraid you don't have a choice about choosing this time. Much as your decisions to follow the rules presented to you have oft caused you and others trouble, your decisions to break off the path, and choose something different has just as frequently brought things to an unfortunate halt."
    "I… I can't…"
    "But you must. Choosing not to choose is a choice in and of itself."
    "But…"
    "You cannot hide from this."
    "I…"
    "You cannot run from this."
    "I…"
    "You cannot pretend you are something you are not."
    "I…"
    "And this is a moment that will define who you are remembered as for all of eternity."
    "I… choose…"
    "So think very, very carefully."
    "..."
    "Well?"
    "I choose

    Omnicide
    The Plagues- Prince of Egypt Soundtrack

    The Godmodder looks up at the rift. He was barely out of range of it when whatever Piono did to open it happened. He's definitely going to need to do something about it, especially if Piono actually manages to come back and do something.
    In fact…
    He thinks he'll do something about it right now. His entities should have the players well in hand, even with the damages they've sustained, he can go up and claim his soul right now, another little nugget of power can't hurt, can it?
    The Godmodder flies upwards towards the massive rift in the sky, and twirls his weapon. This will only take a second, he just needs to patch up the fabric of reality around it, then stitch it closed with a smidgen of Godmodding power. Peculiar that a mere player was able to do something like this…
    Hmm.. his soul doesn't seem to be here, did it fall into the a hand suddenly darts out of the rift and grabs the Godmodder by his neck, Piono slowly pushes out of the rift, holding the Godmodder who finds himself… extremely oddly unable to break himself free of Piono's neck grasp.
    Godmodder: This…
    "This isn't my power, I know that. I'm borrowing from someone else for a few moments. Lots of someone else's. I was given a choice, and I made a decision, so before you take my soul I'm going to make you regret killing my friends. Regret killing me."
    Godmodder: And what do you think you're going to do?
    "Bring justice."
    The Godmodder feels an odd prickling on the back of his neck. An unpleasant sensation to be sure, but not pain. It's definitely not going to deal any damage at this rate at the very least.
    Godmodder: What are you-
    "Taking aim."
    And then the Godmodder sees. He can see his entire empire, armies arrayed across worlds, monsters in the void, stationed in the ruins of the homes of fallen godlings. Destruction and ruin reigned over by his own creations and stolen minds. A massive arrayed army scattered out across a vast cosmos, more and more of it falling under the Godmodder's purview with every passing moment. The Godmodder can't help but smile. He can see everything that he's accomplished, he's done the impossible, subjugated almost all of a reality.
    And then he notices that something is wrong.
    A shadow moves across his empire. Nobody notices it, not one of his numerous mages, oracles and great beasts see something. He wants to shout a warning, bark orders, tell them that someone's getting ready to do… something. But he can't he's not actually there, only aware of it.
    A voice whispers in his ear. Then it suddenly screeches so loud that he can't register anything it says. Finally, it tries a third time and he can hear Piono's voice clearly "-umber of… oh there we go you can hear me now. I'm not going to bother saying much. Every word I say to you wastes energy I could be using to do what I'm about to do, so, I'll just leave you with this little message from a dead man walking."
    "Look upon your works ye mighty and despair."
    And with that, Piono strikes. The Godmodder feels an enormous surge of energy push out into the hidden cloud that has settled over his empire and a shot of fear runs through his heart. He suddenly knows what's about to happen, and even if Piono hadn't temporarily incapacitated him, he doubted he could save all of it from everything that's about to ensue.

    Far away, up in the real world, arctic reposition station #5082 sits quiet. A pair of soulraze soldiers sit at a table, sipping cups of Godmodder Brand™ tea to keep themselves warm. The prisoners within the facility have been quiet tonight, less of the usual crying and screams. Strange, usually they don't go into starvation comas until Wednesday. "Hey. What's that out there?"
    The soulraze soldier looks up at where his companion is pointing. "Looks like a flash of lightning. Just another storm, just because it's cold doesn't mean we can't get lightning." Then he blinks as the lightning crackles again, flashing with brilliant intensity, and making its way all the way across the sky."
    "That big?"
    "No, not that big." and then the thunder hits. A wave of sound hits the wall where the two soldiers are sitting that rattles their teacups with its intensity. "And not that fast too, those clouds are coming in hot."
    "You think we've got an attack coming in?"
    "Sound the alarm, we've got a demigod or storm mage or something coming in, I'd stake my yearly not getting a wage on it."
    "On it."
    Soon the entire facility has been roused to full alert, gates and doors being closed, windows shuttered and reinforced, all weapons put on alert to try and track down whoever is bringing in the storm and blow them out of the sky.
    But the storm rolls in ever closer, the first massive sheets of rain hitting with a thunderous drumming that almost completely blinds them, and even their most sophisticated radar still can't see anything out there but lightning and rain.
    In the main headquarters, the officer and his sargeants meet with each other. "What do you think is going on?" "I have no idea, but something's definitely not right." "Well, we'll weather this storm until whoever's setting it up-" and he never finishes the sentence, because at that very moment, a lightning bolt meters in diameter slams into the control center of the facility, reducing the entire thing to expanding stone vapor in an instant, killing every soulraze trooper in the building at once. Not only that, but every electric system in the building bursts with sparks and molten metal, the power sent surging through the systems overloading everything at once. The Soulraze soldiers are left in the dark.
    The various soldiers stumble around, lighting flashlights and headlamps to try and stumble their way around, but the assault isn't done. Powerful winds tear into the walls of the building, sending walls tumbling down with the sheer force of the gusts, more lightning strikes land with precision, wiping out engineers and repairmen who attempt to repair anything, scattering molten rock with lightning blast after lightning blast, ripping the entire thing to shreds.
    A group of soulraze guards move down to the basement to try and get out of the way of the storm, but as they get down there they find something incredibly disconcerting. The prisoners are free, and very, very angry. With a shout, the soulrazers attempt to mow down the prisoners causing them to take shelter in their cells, but there are too many of them, and the soulrazers retreat back up to a mid-level stairwell…
    Only for the winds of the storm to rip the ceiling clean off. Several lightning strikes later, there is nothing left of the soulraze soldiers but smoking piles of ash, and the prisoners climb out of their area, watching as the clouds break up supernaturally fast, and fade away.
    One of the newer prisoners turns to the others, shivering a bit in the arctic cold, but he can see the storehouse for the soldiers' gear nearby. They'll be able to survive. "Brothers, sisters and other! Today is the day of our freedom. Today is the day we take back our lives, today is the beginning of our campaign to take back our homelands from the Godmodder!" A number of cheers of various strength go back up, and the numerous survivors offer up prayers of thanks to whatever unknown god offered them such sudden and powerful salvation.

    The Godmodder looks on in horror as scenes like that player out in many locations across his empire, stations ripped apart by high winds, spaceships rendered useless by meteor strikes, important communication towers struck down with lightning, but it is only the beginning.

    In Salt Mine #901109 on the planet Exilair, a number of Pro-Godmodder slaverbots whip their prisoners, ordering them to mine out the salt that is needed for their tears-based fuel. The first sign they have that something might be amiss is when the ground begins to rumble.
    The Slavemasterbot sighs, it hates it when slaves die, it's so frustrating when he has to whip the new ones into submission, it's such a waste of time, and every time an earthquake happens they lose several hundred slaves.
    But then the earth continues shake and the Slavemasterbot begins to get worried, if there's a really bad earthquake coming, they might lose as much as half the slave population in one go, and that would be absolutely unacceptable, he might even get his pay docked for such a blatant mismanagement of resources.
    The Slavemasterbot is about to order the slaverbots to go call some of the slaves out of the mine when a massive spike of rock shoots up out of the ground and impales the slavemasterbot with extreme prejudice. The slavemasterbot looks down at what remains of its torso with surprise as its electronics start to fail and its eyes grow dim.
    The slaverbots panic, but have little time to react as the ground erupts with rock, crushing them, opening up crevices that then slam close, grinding the bot within to fine metal dust within, and more.
    The slaverbots scramble to try and find a way to stop the onslaught, but their mining equipment has been overturned and smashed. It's like the very ground beneath their feet has erupted in fury with the atrocities they have commited in the name of their dark master. They're too busy panicking to realize that larger portions of the ground are opening up, and bringing with them rock platforms full of slaves, to see the surface sun for the first time in years.
    When the shaking finally stops, the last handful of slaverbots look around themselves… and realize that they are absolutely surrounded by miners, miners who are equipped with heavy mining equipment. And the slaverbots are outnumbered, with no heavy weaponry left to back them up.
    The slaverbots do not last long.

    The Godmodder tries to scream in rage as he watches the scenes play out all across the cosmos, the very ground turning against his armies and swallowing up entire battalions, freeing enslaved miners and bringing entire fortresses to ruin. But nothing he tries to say stops the disasters.

    In a distant research station, a godmodder-hired mad scientist works on his latest creation. The baby cannon. A cannon that fires babies. Should it work properly, not only will it be a vastly powerful weapon in the hands of capable soldiers, but it should do a great job at demoralizing opponents, and also improve the efficiency of one of the manners in which the Godmodder punishes those who rebel against his rule.
    He hears a rumble, and looks outside. Well, that's not right, the sky's not supposed to be a glowing red at this time of day is it? It's usually a calm green, and it definitely does not glow like that. He absolutely CANNOT work under these conditions, so he storms out of the lab to go confront the soldiers and get them to put the sky back to normal.
    He storms up to the roof to find the positioned guards gawking at the sky. He immediately demands why they're not doing anything to fix it, and they reply that they don't know why it's like that. They can call their superiors and try to get things fixed up, but they aren't sure how long that will take.
    The mad scientist is enraged, and is about to take it out on the poor soldiers when fire begins raining from the skies. Waves of flaming death descending from the heavens, raining death and destruction upon the Godmodder's forces. A massive chunk of fire slamming into the position where the mad scientist and his guards are, killing them all.
    Down below, in the holding cells where a number of grieving mothers await their termination, a piece of fire scorches through the ceiling of the room and destroys the door to their cell. They clamber out, and have soon found their crying children. Though some of them will never see their husbands or other children ever again, they can take comfort that they've had this little bit restored to them.

    The Godmodder writhes as burning rain descends down upon his empires, scorching away the evil he has left to grow wherever he could place it to take root. Precision strikes, destroying all that he has worked to build.

    Out in a distant station orbiting a distant star, a massive farming complex has been set up, using slave labor (as all the Godmodder's things do) to grow food in vast quantities for his mighty armies.
    George has known nothing but hardship and pain his entire life, the work forced upon those who are born in the Godmodder's empire no less than those who were forced into it once older. He has seen nothing new except for the constant shifting of faces as slaves die in the fields and their slave drivers are changed out for new ones to keep them from somehow getting attached to any of the slaves.
    But today he sees something different. He works out in the field and finds one of the cornstalks being chewn on by a strange thing. George leans in and looks at it. "hello there little friend, you can't eat that, we need it for…" the grasshopper looks up at him and chirps.
    One of the slavedrivers hears the noise and stalks over to George. "Hey, who's making that racket? We can't have-" George looks up at the slavedriver. "I'm sorry sir, it's just there's this little" The slavedriver backhands him so hard that George topples over. Another bruise for the next day. "Don't speak until spoken to. Now what's this over here…" the slavedriver leans in to examine the grasshopper…
    And a swarm of locusts erupts from the plants, slamming into the slavedriver and lifting him screaming off his feet with millions of tiny bodies, biting and ripping at him even though their mandibles are made for tearing plant matter, not meat. It is not pleasant for him.
    George watches in muffled horror, but also excitement and a deep, dark pleasure as the slavedriver is torn apart by the insect horde, and more and more of the bugs pour out of the plantmatter, swarming outwards to rip into the slavedrivers. One of them screams and hurries through the door, shutting it behind him. But then he hears the thudding. One after another, gentle slamming on the door, until it grows louder and louder, more and more persistent, dents appearing in the metal until the door explodes inwards, smashed inwards by the fury of billions of bugs.

    The Godmodder can't believe what he is watching. Storms, earthquakes, raining fire and now plagues of bugs greater even than those spoken of in the bible. All he can do is watch in fury and horror as more and more of his settlements fall to the onslaught.

    On another world, soulraze soldiers in a massive dropship are chasing down the teenage daughter of a warlord who found the Godmodder's taxes too atrocious for his people to bear. He and his wife were dragged away screaming, but his daughter escaped.
    Not for much longer however, as the dropship closes in on her location. She nocks an arrow, knowing that her attempt to fight back with the primitive weaponry she has available to herself will be useless against the soldiers. But her father chose to fight and so will she.
    She looks out from behind the tree, then rolls to the side as a massive energy blast rips the tree in half. She's thrown to the ground, and the soulraze soldiers land, quickly advancing on her, her arrows clinking uselessly off her armor. She has no hope, nothing can save her now.
    And then the earth heaves. The soulraze forces look around worriedly, pointing their guns in every direction to try and figure out what it is that's causing the upheaval. And then the ground heaves upwards, an enormous titan of stone rising up out of hillside with baleful red eyes that looks down on the soulraze soldiers.
    The soldiers point their weapons up at this new threat and open fire, doing pitifully small amounts of damage before it stretches out its hand and squashes them, before turning to the dropship as it opens fire on it. The titan straightens up and with a single mighty swing, sends the dropship skipping across the landscape, smashing into tiny little pieces as it tumbles away.
    The titan leans down, peering at the girl, who cowers in fright as a massive stone hand encloses itself around her, she's so scared that she doesn't even notice the movement until the hand opens up once more, setting her on the titan's shoulder. The titan looks at her expectantly, and as she slowly comes out of her shock, she looks off into the distance, and points towards the city still occupied by soulraze forces. The titan nods, and lets out a sound that sounds like a mix between a rock slide and a bellow, and across the landscape, shapes rise up, massive creatures of rock rising from their slumber, and marching as one force on the occupying armies of the Godmodder.

    The Godmodder would gawk if he were in his body right now. All across reality, ancient beings are being called from their slumber, awoken to fight an enemy more powerful and dangerous than any other ever seen before. Titans, old gods, precursor machinery and slumbering wizards, all of them rise to the call, and begin to lay waste to the Godmodder's forces.

    On a distant battlefield, a mighty Godmodder-manufactured mecha marches through a rebellion's army. Three worlds, banded together with their greatest technology and magic, but they can do nothing to stop this single mechanical monstrosity from tearing through their ranks. It stomps and it shoots and it rips through everything, the soldiers inside laughing and joking and celebrating at getting such a cushy job.
    Out on the battlefield, the generals speak in worried voices, trying to figure out some way that they can possibly bring down the mighty shield generator that renders the mechanical monster invincible to every form of attack they have at their disposal.
    "Do we have any adventurer teams left?"
    "No, Jorgen's Japerers were the last ones, and they went silent after the last ten minutes of screaming on their radios. They're the last hope we had."
    "We can't surrender."
    "What else can we do?! Run and hide? The Godmodder's armies will just hunt us down and find us. If we lose here, we lose everything."
    "We've already lost, we can't-"
    And suddenly the mechanical beast shudders to a halt. Inside its cockpit the warriors scramble in terror as red lights blare, a pleasant female voice telling them that reactor shutdown is imminent, and that the power loss has rendered the shield useless.
    "What?"
    "I don't care what's going on, it's shield is down!"
    "But what if its another trap?"
    "I DON'T CARE, OPEN FIRE!"

    All across the Godmodder's empire critical machinery abruptly breaks down, clockwork gears shattering and spinning off into the distance, electrical wiring short circuiting and sending airships crashing into the ground, entire spaceships losing power and floating helplessly in space. Death robots fall apart mid-slaughter and more.

    In a necromantic study, a circle of dark mages working for the Godmodder ready their spell. The Telhaki Elves have been nothing but a thorn in the side of the occupation of this world. Their honor prevented them from submitting to the Godmodder, and their woodland skills make them too hard for the regular stationed forces to actually capture in large numbers. At the current rate it will be another year before all of them are found and subdued.
    So an alternative has been readied, genocide is the most efficient option, and the necromantic ritual needed to kill all of the remaining elves on the planet has been authorized. A few other species will inevitably get caught in the crossfire, but they have no significant abilities to offer to the empire, and as such, they are a non-issue.
    The ritual begins, candles being lit, sacrifices being made, and the chanting begins as a dark shadow falls upon the room. Tendrils of evil magic spread out from the room and begin connecting onto the their targets, and the magi can feel the life forces that they are preparing to snuff out.
    It never even occurs to them that the tendrils pooling around their feet were no longer under their control.
    With a shout, the mages let loose their final word, and, as a single group, are instantly disintegrated. All across the planet, everyone loyal to the Godmodder is vaporized by the spell gone wrong, utter and total genocide being committed against the intruders, and within moments, not a single PG aligned warriors stands alive.

    The Godmodder tries to scream as all across his empire, spells go wrong. Attack rituals explode violently, protective wards shut down, magical constructs turn on their masters and everything basically just gets even worse than it already was. It is, however, at this point that the Godmodder notices something, there's still hope for him. His empire is not being completely reduced to shambles, each of the disasters, though repeated ad infinitum across his space, do not hit everything. These attacks can only continue on for so long, and at the current rate, he may well have most of his empire left over afterwards...

    In Soulrazer Academy 21, the newest batch of recruits has just finished their training as the elite soldiers of the Godmodder. The graduation ceremony is both subdued and ostentatious. The Soulrazers must know their place, in that they are both lesser, but also greater. They are the elites but still expendable, and all of them know and glory in it.
    Drinks are being had, celebrating is ongoing, and all of them are looking forward to the following day, when they will be shipped off to their positions across reality to help the Godmodder in subduing the forces of good.
    The first sign that things are wrong is when a skeleton climbs out of the punchbowl and decapitates the headmaster. With an infernal screech, the skeleton leaps at another soulrazer and is quickly cut down.
    But it is not the only one. The ground erupts with the dead, ghosts, ghouls, revenants and ghosts flood into the academy hall, all of them crying out for vengeance, thirst for blood, a desire to end the forces that have wronged them and their descendants.
    It is a bloodbath, no matter how many of the spooks that the Soulraze forces attempt to destroy, there are always more, more, always more, crying out for vengeance on their fallen blood.
    Soon, nothing is left in the hall but the cries of the dead, who soon move on to avenge themselves on more of the vile warriors of the Godmodder.

    The Godmodder watches in sullen silence as across his empire, the souls of the dead who died without cause throughout his conquest rise once more, sweeping across his empire, fighting his armies and working to destroy that which they have come to hate with all their souls.

    One of the Godmodder's newest projects is nearing completion, the Godmodder Inquisition. The Godmodder is always looking for new ways to solidify his power even further, and propping himself up as a deity seemed like an interesting way to do it.
    So he created the Inquisition, a group of supposedly holy warriors who will fight to the death for their "god" and burn all the heretics who stand in their way. The dedication of the first chapel, a grand cathedral built on the broken backs of the innocent and mortared with their tears has begun. The inquisition stand in their ranks as the high priest gives the speech the Godmodder told him to give.
    "And so, as the divine verdict of our one and true god declares, we shall be blessed forever and ever for our efforts, am"hellfire for you, hellfire for you, hellfire for everyone. Pits open up all throughout the cathedral, spewing out burning hatred onto all of their number, inquisitors writhe in pain and fall to the floor, clutching at their clothes and faces as they are scorched by the fires of damnation.
    Within minutes the entire cathedral burns, its heresy reduced to black ash and slag within minutes of that. Every soul inside is dragged into the depths of the pit to be tortured for all eternity, as is right.

    The Godmodder blinks, or would if he had eyes right now. Isn't he allied with the forces of hell? Some strange magic of some kind must be at work, he'll have to talk with Lucifer later and ask about his part in this entire fiasco.

    Meanwhile, at the federal fraud investigation agency, the paper pushes are preparing their corrupt ways, monitoring the situation in purgatory, and getting ready to shut down.
    The head of the agency looks at his VP. "Well Ted, it's been a good run. Fenix did good, shame about his betrayal."
    "No kidding. At least Latula stayed true through the entire thing. You think the boss has got everything handled?"
    "Course he does, the dude can't lose!"
    "True enough, true enough."
    I'm not even going to sugarcoat this one, the filthy bureaucrats get struck down by heavenly retribution, a pillar of light that ascends into the sky and destroys all evil that it touches, scorching it off the face of reality.

    The Godmodder tries to frown, the angels have been an almost nonfactor in his conquest… if they have this kind of firepower at their request, actual, real divine smiting, why did they never use it against him in the past? Mysteries piled on mysteries.

    General Scotty, head of the Godmodder's 33rd advance incursion fleet looks out over the galaxy they're preparing to invade. This one's been a tough nut to crack, repelling several other invasions handily, to the point that the Godmodder himself almost took notice of it. Well, the 33rd is one of the best there is, and nothing this galaxy can throw at them has any chance of working.
    He orders his ships forward, and squints at the display as blips begin appearing. "Officer Scratch, what's that?" His surveillance officer looks through the numbers and looks up at him. "I don't know sir, they're red tendrils of some kind, they don't seem to be coming from anywhere, just sort of, ripping through space. I think we might want to avoid them, they seem like bad news."
    "Alright, keep the shields up too, whatever these guys are prepping against us we'd best be prepared. It'd be rather humiliating to lose to the first line of defense."
    "Aye aye sir." They throw up their shields, ready for whatever it is that the defenders might be preparing to fend off their assault. What they are not prepared for is for the red tendrils to appear inside the hull shortly thereafter and begin tearing apart the ships from the inside.
    Red energy of pure destruction rips through everything, rending the fleet in twain, every ship is torn to pieces, and those pieces torn to pieces.
    The entire fleet is destroyed, without so much as time to report back to base what is happening.

    The Godmodder is starting to get worried again. The red miles are rare to see outside of Homestuck, and the extent to which they're spreading across his empire is extremely concerning.

    Gasha twirled her spear. Another of the Godmodder's foul beasts defeated, but for every one she killed two more took its place. The horrorterrors and outer gods were powerful, but even they had their limits. The invasion of the Void had been continuing for who knows how long, time was weird here, but she felt like she'd been fighting for an eternity.
    She turned her spear again, ready to try and kill another lesser abomination, but was instead confronted with something much bigger. An enormous maw miles wide, filled with teeth the size of small buildings, with smaller teeth on those teeth that were just big enough to still be horrifically scary.
    She set her spear down. This was it, this was the point where she died. She looked upwards, and sent a cry in the festerbrood tongues to let her mad lord know that her time was at an end. She could still hear his screams as he fought against the great horrors of the Godmodder's army, but she could still hope.
    She closed her eyes to embrace death, but suddenly a fleeting shadow crosses the vision across her eyes and she hears the great beast in front of her let out a pained shriek. She opens her eyes and watches as an enormous shadow consumes the beast whole. She looks around herself, and black darknesses deeper than the void itself move across the surface of everything, expanding and contracting, formless and terrible.
    And every single one intent on consuming the mighty beasts of the Godmodder's army. She lets out a shout and jumps back into the fray.

    The Godmodder is definitely getting concerned now. He'd thought that at the very least his Void invasion wouldn't be interfered with, it was barely mentioned in passing a single time to ONE of the players… if Piono is really going this all out...

    A world burns. It's surface ravaged by mighty firestorms and riddled with craters. This world has been marked for death, and great juggernaut out in space has been pounding away at the shields built by its people to keep it safe from destruction for days. But finally, the shields have caved, all but a few tiny holdouts reduced to burning rubble, and soon those too will be gone, for all that is left to do now is unleash the planetcracker missile.
    All throughout the ship, alarms go off and robots and soulrazers move to their positions to make sure that the attack goes off without a hitch
    Bays open up, the parts of the bomb are assembled, and at last, the weapon is loaded into the main cannon. The people down on the surface pray to their fallen gods as the cannon takes careful aim at the heart of the planet and fires.
    Then a rift opens up, the bomb careens into a crack in reality, and disappears. The captain of the ship demands to know what happened, and when nobody can answer, shoots a grunt before demanding the cannon be loaded again.
    They never get a chance though, as the rift was not leading to outside reality, merely to another time and place. That time being roughly five minutes in the future, that place being inside the juggernauts primary reactor.
    Boom.

    The Godmodder wishes he could howl, spatio-temporal rifts are opening up all throughout the cosmos and with pinpoint precision, laying waste to even more of his forces. He can't bear to see this many deus ex machinas going on at a time.

    In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour, soulraze troops are busy subjugating the populace of a recent conquest. A father has pulled his wife and children into a side alley to try and escape pursuing soldiers, but to no avail, they've been caught.
    The two soulraze soldiers ready their guns, and nod to each other. This family could be a potential problem in the future. They'll start with the father and mother…
    And then one of the two clutches his chest and falls over. His companion looks down at him, and looks back up just in time to see the father slam a wooden board into his face. The soulraze soldier raises his gun in annoyance, only to likewise topple over, suddenly lifeless. The father looks down at them, then up at the explosions and gunfire still riddling the city, and decides that it's best not to look a gift horse in the mouth, and just escape with his family.

    The Godmodder doesn't even know what to do about this one, he can only watch as soldiers and officers, even robots and mighty beasts just suddenly keel over, divested of their life for no discernible reason.

    On the battlefield, the real life battlefield, which the Godmodder is not present on at the moment due to having had his consciousness hijacked by Piono, the real life players struggle against the Charmzard. Their entities were all turned at once, despite the warnings of Ion, Brillo and the power trio, and if things carry on like this for much longer, they're going to start losing players REALLY fast, even without the input of the Godmodder.
    Raven: This is it guys, looks like we're going to go bust now.
    Eyeoinlksnoaifnlye: No. We can't let this be the end, there must be something we can do.
    Jeff: I… We… We've lost. We… We couldn't do it…
    And then something happens. The Charmzard recognizes a familiar presence. One that he is so very, very unfond of since it instakilled his second form before he got to do anything with it. The Charmzard opens its mouth to call out to Piono, but suddenly screams instead.
    The players of the real world battlefield look on in fear and confusion as the Charmzard begins to spasm, and freak out, suddenly being consumed with visual and audio glitches, playing the sound the Soulrazer makes when it dies, the sound that the odd-numbered Sealed bosses play when summoned, even the sound of a mirror shattering, all while spasming around and shaking its head wildly.
    And then it's mind control breaks. All of the AG entities suddenly become AG again, and the real world players look around, wondering what just happened. The Charmzard isn't dead yet, so what on earth is happening?
    Raven: Alright, screw it, the charmzard's going to unglitch any moment now I can just feel it, let's kick 'im while he's down!
    The real world players immediately rally, and unload the best attacks they have into the Charmzard, which, incapacitated and glitched out as it is, is completely unable to stop them.

    The Godmodder screams in rage, finding a voice just to express his pure, unadulterated HATE. Not only is Piono glitching out key figures in his empire but he has the NERVE to send help to the real world players like that? How is this even possible, dead players shouldn't be able to affect the real world and other planes of reality! "Just popping in for the quest master's sake, I'm technically not affecting the real world directly. All of these attacks are being set up elsewhere and then being launched in, sorta like how we got Fred to go to the Legendary Weapon Vault in the real world despite us all being dead. Anyways, I'm going to finish ruining your day now I'm almost out of time."

    In a central fortress in the heart of the Godmodder's empire, his generals and officers are scrambling on the phones, from all over of everywhere they're getting calls, the sky raining down, ancient monstrosities arriving from who knows where, everything is falling apart all at once and they have no idea who's to blame.
    The generals work together to try and figure out a counter strategy. If the Godmodder comes back and finds his empire in ruins, there'll be heck to pay, and their heads will be the ones in debt.
    They're so engrossed in trying to save their lives that they don't even notice the light that grows to fill the room, consuming it whole.
    In a blaze of white nothingness, the entire fortress disappears in a flash, nothing is left of it.

    The Godmodder howls. Piono may not have been able to damage him, but somehow, someway, he found a way to attack his work. He can't put up with this, this has gone on too long, he screams with rage, pulling with all his might. "Oh no." And suddenly everything SHATTERS

    Fade
    Undertale OST: 011 - Determination

    The Godmodder snaps back to reality, and lands on the ground, coughing and gasping, quivering in anger at the massive assault levied not just against his person but against everything he's ever built. He stands up and rounds on Piono, who is slowly floating down to the ground. His player powers are flickering and fading, the last vestige of strength flowing out of his body into the ether.
    The Godmodder slams into him at full force., knocking him to the ground and sending Piono tumbling across the ground until he skids into one of the craters left by the fighting from before. Piono slams into the other side of the crater, and slides down it a bit. The Godmodder lands in front of him, and walks towards him, seething hatred in his eyes.
    Godmodder: Any last words?
    "Get… bent… you son… of… a…" And then Piono dies.
    You thought the attack was going to end right here and now, didn't you? Except Piono has one last trick up his sleeve, even though he's dead, there's one last thing for the Godmodder to watch out for.
    Piono's inventory.
    While all the useful items were taken for combat and survival elsewhere by the various forces leaving Piono's inventory and being evacuated from it for the sake of this attack, there was one specific thing that wasn't removed from it, something left behind because Piono had an inkling of what would happen by the end of the attack, and how he would die.
    Piono left all of the explosives behind.
    And now, without Piono to maintain the integrity of his inventory, those explosives come flooding out, and the Godmodder is immediately buried in one of the largest and most dangerous piles of explosives to exist in all of ever. But they don't go off just yet. The Godmodder struggles to swim out of the pile of explosives without detonating any of them. And he is within an inch of succeeding when the time bomb at the top of the pile finishes counting down and detonates.
    A chain reaction of explosions riddles its way down the pile down to the Godmodder, fire, lightning, ice, vortexes, void power, even subspace bombs and implosion devices. Every method of explosive destruction known to man and others going off all at once, making a massive maelstrom of destructive energy, all focused on the spot where the Godmodder is not-standing.
    The entire thing warps space and time, crunching inwards with more force than the big bang, and sending out a shockwave for who knows how much distance, opposing forces slamming into each other and obliterating with unbelievable power that sends more and more waves of destruction screaming outwards at physically impossible velocities.
    And above it all floats the final message. Not a mushroom cloud, but an enormous "F U" drawn in middle fingers made of smoke.

    A Final OOC Message
    Undertale OST: 081 - An Ending
    Well, this has been fun. I'm not 100% certain of my own reasonings for deciding to mortal strike so early in, but I think it has to do with the fact that I'm sorta sick of where the plot was going, and decided that I was going to try and do the one thing that had the best chance at changing things.
    There's a lot of things I could've done better in this game, and this may very well be one of them, but whatever. Best way to go out with a bang I suppose anyways, there was no way I was going to get Remembrance off, and honestly, it wasn't that original an attack idea, so instead I decided to do this. Thousands upon thousands of words, all dedicated to making the Godmodder suffer. While it's not going to top Final Act by tazz back in Destroy the Godmodder 2: Operator! in terms of word count, I hope that it still impressed people, and does a better job of making folks feel feelings.
    I… don't know what I want to say here, but since this is the end of the line for me, I want to make it count. This is probably the last interaction I'm ever going to have with some of you. With a LOT of you considering how few of you actually use the Discord, and that kind of makes me sad honestly, but sometimes you have to make sacrifices, and this is one I'm willing to make.
    Because this is the first time I've ever wanted to see someone fail as a person.
    Like, no joke, Moniker, you've done a great job at getting me emotionally attached to this. I don't think I've ever HATED a fictional character the way I hate your Godmodder. I want to see him smashed into the dirt, ripped to shreds and broken. And I love that. Not just a fictional character that manages to get me to feel that way, but one that I can take retribution on, and feel like I've made a real difference in fighting against. Even if it's all fake, of no real world consequence, I can still say that I got a taste of fighting evil. That I got to be a hero.
    But now my story is over. I recently had someone tell me, "Piono, you do realize we'd all follow you to the gates of [heck] itself if you wanted us to, right?" So now I'm going to give one final order before I am reduced to permanent lurker status.
    Don't.
    Win this fight. Win it for all the times we've had, good and bad. Win it, and win it good. If it is at all within your power, keep the Allsight Spectacles out of the grasp of the Godmodder (and that means not letting it hit the battlefield you schmucks) and show this snotty muppet what we're made of.
    Because if we're not going to save the multiverse you can be darn well sure we're gonna avenge it.
    So get out there, break some heads, and defeat the godmodder for me. Hope this post's given you guys the opening you need.

    -See you on the flip side: Pionoplayer.

    Attack priority:
    disable the Wall Soldier's bodyguarding capacity
    Stun the Elite Dropship for several rounds
    Remove the mind control on the horseman and the archangel if not already done.
    Moderate damage to assorted PG and SR forces (not Latula though, the others have got that handled, and also not the wall soldier, if I get this far he's already effectively neutralized)
    A point or two of damage to the Godmodder
    This one's probably just an RP effect, but still: vast, mighty and extremely widespread damage on all of the Godmodder's forces outside of those that we're fighting in the bank of actions. (I really want to put this higher, but I gotta help the players of the game out first)

    If all of that gets accomplished and I still have power leftover (which I kinda doubt, but would still love) spread it out between the following three effects:
    more damage to the Bank of Actions PG and SR forces
    more damage to the Godmodder's other forces
    more damage to the Godmodder himself.
     
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    • Karpinsky comes in with the DEATH Stasis Pod! A mysterious, unknown force pulls a copy of some things from you, and puts them in the pod...

    pionoplayer said:
    Piono steps forward, eyes glowing a fierce, fiery red.

    "No."

    And then time stops.

    "Alright folks, I've bought us... one, maybe two minutes tops, but that should be enough to get our affairs in order."
    "First. Don't let this be the end. Whatever you do, do NOT let the allsee spectacles into the Godmodder's hands. That's the one hope I've got going for the memory I'm fighting for."
    "Second, get some rezzing magic ready. If all goes well... well, this might not have to be the final farewell, I'll just put it that way."
    "Lastly?"
    Piono gives a grim nod.
    "Give this motherGORILLA the worst time of his life when I'm gone for me."

    Piono hands the ring and the mirror from his inventory over to Spicy Serious
    "Take care of these for me while I'm gone, will ya?"
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    The world grows quiet with anticipation, and all Players watch.

    This is it. This is the last super attack.

    Your ring and mirror end up in the pod. Spicy_Serious has been too AFK, I'm afraid.

    (Your super attack will take effect at the end of the turn, to make everyone giving you their power make sense.)

    The quiet watcher said:
    The quiet watcher steps forward, priming some of his exotic grenades.
    "I second the piano-man. No."
    (Action 1)He walked towards the Godmodder while time was stopped, before stopping in front of him and letting go of the grenades. (Action 2)He pulled out more and continues priming and letting go of the exotic bombs until they surrounded the Godmodder, before pulling out an anti-perfection grenade and (-5 CP) a spatial lock-down bomb, primed them and set them in front of the Godmodder's eyes. (Action 3) He stepped through a door to the allsee spectacles, and sets up one last booby-trap to catch everyone by surprise should everyone fail. Negating electrons was always a fun exotic bomb to use, after all.
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    The godmodder dodges the grenades, but is too distracted to notice the trap you set! Hee hee.

    Crusher48 said:
    It seems we're going to fight.

    Here's a list of the threats, as well as what's dealing with them.
    Fenix: No wait he's on our side. 1.5 million HP and 300k attack are certainly helpful, but it won't do much against this many forces.
    --Counters: None. Potentially buff him?
    Wall Soldier: This guy has stupid amounts of HP and is a bodyguard. Piono might deal with him, but otherwise we'll have to figure out how to distract him.
    --Counters: Piono smashpost, terminatorbot pierce-through beam.
    Drakken Laser Drill: Currently pointed at a nonexistant exit forcefield, it should take some time to turn around again.
    --Counters: None right now, maybe turn it again or disrupt it from firing? Or repair the generators?
    Shield+Gun Soldiers: These guys should Either explode or flip back to AG this turn. If not, they're a moderate threat.
    --Counters: They should explode.
    Suppression Tanks: These guys are an annoyance at best, as long as we keep our entities alive and stop them from attacking.
    --Counters: None, but they shouldn't be too dangerous.
    Level 114 Elite Soldiers: Huge HP and attack values, but no shield-piercing. Each of them will need 3 attack shields to block, and it will take a while to wear even one of them down.
    Level 230 Elite Soldier: Same as the level 114 soldiers, except it'll need 4 attack shields to block and it's attack all might overpower that anyways.
    --Counters: No one's blocking the elite soldiers. Someone should do that.
    Latula: A lot of attacks, and way too many attack shields. There's a tiny chance she'll flip to our side if Fenix can convince her, though.
    --Counters: Potentially being terminatorbot'd. Could also be convinced by Fenix to switch sides.
    Horseman Of War: A mind-controlled Void entity. Freeing it would probably make it buff both sides, which would at least let our entities do a decent bit of damage.
    --Counters: We can turn him back to V with anti-mind control, making him buff everyone presumably.
    Elite Archangel: Lots of attack power, and a resurrect special. Tiny chance to be flipped, however, and only a moderate amount of health.
    --Counters: We're going to try to anti-mind-control it.
    Anti-Player Snipers: Huge damage against players, but luckily player invulnerability would stall them.
    --Counters: We're invulnerable right now.
    Swarm Soldiers: They can disable 7 players if they aren't damaged a bunch. That's not very fun.
    --Counters: None right now.
    Elite Dropship: Exponential snowballing is brutal. This thing needs to die.
    --Counters: NONE RIGHT NOW. KILL IT!
    Medic Unit: Lots of healing, but they can't heal things if we instakill them.
    --Counters: We seem to be going for one-shots right now.
    Anti-Player Auto Turrets: They can't fire on players if they aren't vulnerable. Which requires entities.
    --Counters: We're invulnerable right now.

    Here's the current planned actions:
    *Piono is likely to smash the wall soldier along with a bunch of other soldiers.
    *The Shield+Gun Soldiers should be being exploded or converted right now.
    *Mind-Control is being nullified to free the Horseman of war to give us attack buffs and free the Archangel to do some attacking and defending.
    *The Terminatorbot is being resurrected to both do a laser blast and maybe to give us extra entity count.

    Here's what still needs to be done:
    *We need to stall the Level 114 and Level 230 Elite Soldiers with attack blockers.
    *The Elite Dropship needs to die before we face snowballing swarm soldiers.

    Free Action: I note the 5 minutes is a hollywood countdown, which means it should have a few seconds remaining at the end of next round. That should mean that by his word, the Godmodder can't attack us next round while we figure out what to do. Hey, we'll probably fail all our actions and then panic off into the multiverse anyways, Godmodder.

    Free Action 2: Hey Fenix, if by some miracle Piono actually comes through for this, you need to challenge the Elite Dropship to a duel and then hit it with all of your attacks. Yes, I want you to challenge a dropship to a duel. Otherwise, you won't be able to hit it hard enough to kill it.

    Free Action 3: I point out that the Drakken Laser Drill is pointed the wrong way, aiming at a bank exit forcefield that doesn't exist. Thus, it'll need to be reaimed, and if I know my Starcraft (or Google it), the biggest weakness of the Drakken Laser Drill is that its rotation speed is horrid.

    Free Action 4: I point out that as the Shield Soldiers and Gun Soldiers have betrayed our forces, their equipment should explode, killing them instantly.

    Free Action 5: Since we've established that all communication between players is a free action, I tell IOn that the Charmzard wouldn't affect their entities if they were all brought onto the Bank field. In addition, your forces would be able to fight off a massive enemy army, with the help of one of our players who is sacrificing himself to obliterate much of his forces.

    Action 1: So, you're saying that we can just book it off to any random corner of reality, right? Well, I'm actually 5 people, for some reason (except when I'm not). So, I think one of me should head off into distant space to meet up with the contact that first assigned us this mission.

    I'll go. I'm probably the weakest member of the team in a direct fight. My whole trick is stealth, but this isn't a stealth mission.

    I open a portal to let one of our team retreat to the distant plane of reality where our benefactor is located. Let's just call him the God of Strategy for now, to protect his anonymity. He might not even be a true god, but he's nearly as powerful.

    You're back? I thought the Godmodder had killed you, and found a way to keep you from returning!

    He did. But, we made enough of a mess inside of his Afterlife that he now wants us to leave. But he's decided to let us flee to distant planes to escape his wrath, so I took the opportunity to regroup with you. We need your aid, desperately.

    In what way?

    We need an army. The Godmodder found the location of a legendary weapon that would give him the ability to one-shot anything in existance effortlessly, and though we're currently lined up to stop him, he's brought in a significant chunk of his real-world army into this sector of reality to secure the artifact. We simply lack the power to bring them all down. But, if you bring in your forces, we might stand a chance.

    My forces won't last long. What enemies a present?

    I show the God of Strategy the current field stats list and our developed itinerary and strategy.

    So, it seems you might have a chance here, with my aid. Alright, I'm sending in everything I've got.

    While he remains with the God of Strategy to discuss the potential for further aid, I remain on the field and begin concentrating on something.

    Then, about 10 seconds later, a massive armada arrives in "space" high above the battlefield. The ships are almost pitch-black, and are fairly ugly, optimized for combat rather than for aesthetics. At the lead of the armada is a massive Harvester Engine, a miles-long cylindrical hull with six giant rings partially composed of energy stationed above its midsection, and a massive orb of strange energy at its bottom. Around it are about 30 Disrupter-Class Cruisers, large warships with a multitude of crystalline balls scattered at various corners throughout their frame.

    Alright, Godmodder. I was willing to overlook you and merely send some of my associates against you, but now that you threaten to acquire an object that would grant you ultimate power, I'm going to stop you. Even if I lose here today, you will have killed but an Avatar of my true form, and I will continue to oppose you.

    The Harvester Engine rotates downwards, aiming its bottom-most section directly at the Godmodder and his forces. Then, it fires. Meanwhile, it's Disrupter-Class Cruisers dive away, streaking towards the main battlefield.

    Normally, a Harvester Engine is designed merely to siphon away dead souls on nearby planetary bodies. But the God of Strategy has found a way to amplify its collection power into a beam that can tear apart the souls of anything in it's path. Rather than scatter its energy among the Godmodder incredibly overpowered army for negligible effect, he's aimed it in a focused beam directed straight at the Godmodder.

    Though the Godmodder's souls are all stored in a Soul Orb that is clearly in his secret unfindable stronghold, the power from those souls needs to reach his body somehow. Though the souls themselves are out of reach, their power streams aren't. The Godmodder's power is pulled away from him, weakening him significantly as long as the beam is locked onto him. He's going to have to stop the Harvester Engine's beam before anything else.

    That's slightly complicated by the Harvester Engine's elaborate defenses. First, it's charged arcane energy barrier directly counters any incoming attacks by countering the forces and energy in them using the energy stored in the ship's reactor. This reactor, in addition to being powered by the souls of many mortals (which, admittedly, is barely equal to one Player Soul), has a secondary antimatter reactor component that is capable of generating energy as fast as needed until the ship's antimatter reserves are depleted. An attack would have to have more power than the Harvest Engine's reactors can output to even get through, and even attacks that get through are significantly weakened before impacting the craft's enchanted adamantium armor.

    Secondly, the Harvester Engine releases six Spheres of Annihilation as defensive measures. These Spheres will intercept incoming energy streams or physical attacks and annihilate them, completely nullifying the attacks. If the Godmodder himself tried to smash his way through them, they'd likely carve out significant chunks of his health bar on contact.

    Lastly, the God of Strategy's Avatar is present on board the ship. It's only about half of his true power, but it's still a sizeable challenge for the Godmodder, wielding an array of save-or-suck spells to debuff the Godmodder and defending itself with an even more massive array of defenses. If the Godmodder closes to board the ship, or even just gets within a few kilometers and enters the Avatar's spell range, it will assault the Godmodder until it is destroyed.

    But though such a powerful warship is only a mild inconvenience to the Godmodder, it's not the primary element of the attack. Instead, the Disrupter-class Cruisers are. While the Harvester Engine draws the Godmodder's attention, they dive into the main fight, closing to an extremely close range of a kilometer before unleashing their firepower, in the form of numerous streams of black disruption lightning that are focused against the Mythic-Tier Elite Soldiers. They then continue to close until they're closer than the other AG forces, flying overhead of their army and posing the most immediate threat.

    The Wall Soldier's ability activates, causing it to absorb all of the damage. With it's massive health pool, it doesn't feel a thing from the entire armada's massive assault. But, the non-damage aspect of the attacks arcs around its defensive measures and hits the Elite Soldiers. They don't take any significant damage from it either, but suddenly find their energy being drained and disrupted. If this continues, soon they'll be unable to attack at all! They need to strike back!

    The Elite Soldiers use their incredibly overpowered weapons to fire on the Disrupter-class Cruisers. The cruisers, when fired on, are forced to stop firing and devote all of their reactor power to their charged arcane energy barrier defenses. And though their reactors are strong, they aren't as strong as the reactors on the Harvester Engine, and sustained fire from the Elite Soldiers is capable of bringing them down. Still, they're outmatched.

    Wait a minute, why isn't the OP Scale stopping these Disrupter-class Cruisers? How are the results of a single player action capable of summoning a force of ships powerful enough to go toe-to-toe with the Godmodder's Mythic-Tier Elite Soldiers and not be instantly obliterated?

    I've studied the OP Scale. It's a strange property that is designed to limit the power levels of the Godmodder's opponents so that he's always the most powerful force around, and the surprise arrival of something like my armada is a negligible threat to him. But it has it's flaws. I've found multiple ways to get around it, and I'm using all of them right here.

    First off, the Harvester Engine, despite being an incredibly powerful asset, is in this case being used solely to attack the Godmodder. For some reason, the Godmodder does not use the OP scale to protect himself against attacks, likely because he generally doesn't care how powerful an incoming attack is anyways. And he's not wrong, the Harveseter Engine won't last that long, being little more than a diversion.

    But as for the Disrupter-Class Cruisers, they're not actually there. No, they're from my Shadow Armada, a dummy force that doesn't actually exist, created entirely out of shadow illusions. They're just real enough to disrupt opposing systems without causing damage, and that combined with their short range is enough to turn them into high-priority targets for the enemy.

    Action 2: I create a Overkill Reflect Barrier that reflects any damage a Player suffers past their Mortally Wounded State, and add it to the collective inventory here. Thus, if the Godmodder tries to go for a one-shot on one of us, any excess damage will reflect back into him and hurt him.

    Action 3: Hey look, it's Jotaro! And he's Standing in front of the vault, in the path of the Drakken Laser Drill's shot! Now the Drakken Laser Drill can't do anything because Star Platinum is in the way, and the Drakken Laser Drill can't harm Star Platinum due to not being a Stand user (and no, mounting it on a pedestal won't count). And if someone dares to attack Jotaro while he's just Standing there innocently, he'll stop time, have Star Platinum phase through the attacker's body and rip out all their internal organs or other weak points, and then have Star Platinum move back to his original position in the path of the Drakken Laser Drill before time resumes. He REALLY wants to just have a vacation right here, and no one's going to stop him.
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    To FA1: The godmodder points out that he's not going to hesitate now that you've attacked first.

    To FA2: Fenix: If you say so...

    To FA4: They won't explode until FlamingFlapjacks triggers their explosion!

    To FA5: Ion is gone! You could only communicate with them while they were on the field!

    As you try to teleport away to the god of strategy, you find yourself unable to leave this field! The portal to the HEXAGONAFIELD, you notice, has become one-way... this place can only be entered, not left! You do manage to at least update the god of strategy on the situation, but you don't use the 1-up because - no conditional actions!

    The Godmodder: You chose Option 1. You can't leave.

    Jotaro gets killed by the trap the_quiet_watcher set! Dang. The trap got used up, too!

    Cephalos Jr. said:
    I should have 3 CP. You must've lost track.

    "I stand by the people denying you."
    To the other players: We're going to need to chain actions if we want to survive. Anyone using an action will need to build on someone else's, and all actions but chain enders will need to have hooks for another action to build off.
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    Dragon of Hope?!? said:
    I'm not going to be giving up!

    I use all of my actions to make a negative hp shield around my base, and order my upgrade center to upgrade my fabricator build rate.
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    You get a negative HP shield set up around the base! The enemies medics eye it carefully...

    Bill Nye said:
    ... ... I ... I didn't realize how serious this is... It seems the best course of action for me is to give Piono ALL of my CP! I can just get them back anyway

    ...godspeed Piono... I will remember you... from your first battle to now...
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    ALL CP to Piono for his super attack!

    Can he do it? Everyone sure hopes so.

    CaptainNZZZ said:
    "...damn, the Godmodder has a surprisingly Player focused God-Hunting Squadron, seriously that's quite a lot of abilities and attacks focused around countering Players to be sending after minor gods." I nervously mutter. Perhaps some of the truly creative Players will come up with something brilliant but honestly...I can't do anything here. At least I should be able to save the Hellfire Crystal Golem from death here, sending the Hellfire Crystal Golem back to the HEXAGONAFIELD will just get it shoved into the DEATH Stasis Pod but that's better than nothing.

    Reaching into the Hellfire Crystal Golem's flaming mind I carefully add the memories and magical skills of a Rune Caster, a capable rune user with a focus on buffing, protective wards, and special abilities. A specialized engineer/researcher who I wish I created a long time ago. (x3)

    On top of inserting the EMP into a hollow internal section of the Hellfire Crystal Golem's body shielded from detection I add the Planeswalker Gift, an innate ability to bring itself and others to other dimensions. It'll no doubt burn out after one or two uses when going against shielded dimensional barriers but one go is all that's needed. Combine it with the EMP to disrupt the DEATH Stasis Pod's systems and the Dimensional and Space Emergency Button which Rotaz has and maybe, just maybe, they'll get my entities out of the DEATH Stasis Pod. (3 CPs)

    As a final measure I include a modified version of a device conceived by both Undead Einstein and Rotaz based off of rough designs the Techmarines created. A planned addition to the Mysterious Tower called the Phase-Shift Cloak it would act as a special ability, allowing the Mysterious Tower to put itself and anything inside of it into an almost untouchable state of made up of being intangibility, being temporally out of sync with reality, being in a small pocket dimension shielded from intrusion, and finally being wrapped in a bubble that subtly redirects attention elsewhere it's a pretty effective device formed over many turns by several entities of varying age. While the original form is impossible by changing it to a one use version tucked inside of a tiny tower that can grow to full size with Rotaz's command it should make a decent shelter for my entities even if its Phase-Shift Cloak is limited in its operational duration. (3 CPs)

    Drawing even deeper into my reserves I telekinetically launch the item packed Hellfire Crystal Golem through the portal to the HEXAGONAFIELD before the Player Phase ends and the PG forces wipe the field, sending it through with a note for Rotaz and a command to get itself into the DEATH Stasis Pod whether by the Godmodder sending it there or even just trying to physically enter it itself. (1 CP)


    Well now hasn't it been a wild ride Rotaz, being Neutral is about as pointless as being a pacifist in between two charging armies. Pardon my poor humour but when Operation: Gamma Alpha SYS is a go then, well, you understand. I want no disobedience Rotaz, curse me all you want with a dozen cybernetic beaks but Get Away, Save Your Selves wouldn't be activated if I felt it could be helped. Use the EMP and Planeswalker Gift the Hellfire Crystal Golem brought in coordination with the the Dimensional and Space Emergency Button (change the target from its default though) to get out of the DEATH Stasis Pod and to whatever obscure reality all of you can survive in and deploy the modified Phase-Shift Cloak. My final order is to SURVIVE, focus all your efforts to remaining unseen and avoiding conflict.

    This is no time for heroics Rotaz...I don't care if I'm dying to the Godmodder in excruciating pain, my command stands. I will keep some of my entities alive, being mine will finally not be a death sentence! There will be no build up and dramatic return to the HEXAGONAFIELD or massive entity jail break from the DEATH Stasis Pod with these items...just...just follow my will just this once! After everything I've put into entities I won't let it be in vain.

    ...Please.


    With that out of the way, time to use what CPs I still have to be as troublesome as I can to the Godmodder. What am I if not a nuisance?



    Oh my dear Godmodder, are you seriously relying on mind controlled entities to bolster your forces. With Piono going all out the Godmodder's attention should be drawn enough away for me to work unimpeded, the Godmodder Wall Soldier bodyguarding is nice and all but status effects seem pretty effective at bypassing mere bodyguards.

    Pulling out a omnidirectional beacon I down the device into the ground, feeding it most of my remaining CPs as it blankets its surroundings and all the Players and entities in the area in ethereal waves of energy. Of course they're harmless...no that's not right, they're less than harmless. You see all the beacon does is constantly surge its ethereal energy through the minds and bodies around it, enhancing the underlying mind with various purification and mental restart methods. Now normally this makes people alert and wipe away mental obstructions like fear but when the effect happens to encounter a foreign presence in the mind it, well, disrupts and potentially purges that foreign presence. Fortunately it's not like the Godmodder has any mind controlled entities under his command. (3 CPs)
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    You spend your CP upgrading the Hellfire Crystal Golem, and he joins the others in the DEATH stasis pod! Perhaps he'll manage to escape it, perhaps not. Hopefully, you'll see him again...

    Your beacon begins to send pulses through the field. You can see something in the horseman's and archangel's eyes stirring...

    The_Nonexistent_Tazz said:
    x15 CP: Sent to Piono for his big nasty attack.
    A+B+C: Revive Terminatorbot.

    The girl throws all of her CP at Piono, and what little she knows is transmitted directly into his mind via Omniglot, not quite understanding much other than that there's an immense gravity to this situation.

    She grabs Fenix's hand, nervous, standing over the Terminatorbot-or rather, its ashes, pitiful but loyal. She feels kind of bad that it got nuked. especially since its immense attack value would be very well spent now... She still has three actions. Perhaps...

    "Operator, the TerminatorBot's attack value is... Sufficient, if it was restored," Omniglot quips. 'Sufficient' indeed.

    Her spine ripples with power as she nods-one may note that it's clearly glowing white despite being buried beneath her dark gray suit, which makes it very obvious. From her back, an odd energy-colorless, almost without presence, but not without potency, seeps through the very air, warping time itself around the 'pathetic useless pile of Terminatorbot ash'

    The Terminatorbot remembers the cute kitten that those machinegun turrets endangered. Somehow. Despite being a robot, and also a pile of ash. It remembers the cute kitten! It remembers why it wanted to fight and also is kind of mad that it got killed before it could! And also, the bank is in danger! Conveniently resolving quite a few moral issues and complaints of its, and blostering its morale further! It can't let the ultimate treasure of the Bank of Actions fall in the hands of the Godmodder!

    It also helps that it is literally having its physical body-but not its very real, very good soul, brought into being by sheer love of a cute kitten-reshaped into its proper form at that very minute. In fact, it is being reshaped as if the damage that destroyed it had never occured-unwinding the past, if you would, but only by a little. Only one turn, when its attack is fully charged, when it still stands with enough HP to attack one last time, if nothing else, to get one last shot off and both fulfill its duty and fulfill the spirit of the Cute Kitten.

    The girl's power leaves the Terminatorbot awash in a glow of white. Its power core-formerly empowered only by the Bank of Actions and its now dead generator-is now filled with a new power that can carry it on until the day it 'dies!' (in quotes because robot death is complicated) This new power, is the power of LOVE FOR A CUTE KITTEN! As the girl is finished, she and the Terminatorbot both jointly realize it is hardly in perfect fighting condition and liable to be wiped out fast by anything that can actually harm it.

    Granted, it is also immune to direct damage, and attack shield/blocker/redirector/absorber ignorant, and bodyguard/bodyblock ignorant as well.

    The girl smiles, just a little, still holding Fenix's hand.

    The girl orders the Terminatorbot, if it is functional enough to attack, to aim to aim its cannon and fire its attack directly at Latula's position, unless things conspire such that Latula somehow turns AG, which the girl doesn't foresee but it could happen before the Terminatorbot can act, in which case, the Level 230 Elite Soldier Mythic-Tier will become a Level 230 Elite Terminatorbot casualty.

    "All allied entities, please aid the Terminatorbot in preparing to fire and devastate the enemy entities with your actions this round, if you would." Omniglot says.
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    Bad Death Man is slapped away!

    The Terminatorbot manages to seize some fragment of will, thinking of... all the dead cute kitties! What injustice! This can't be allowed to stand!

    Ressurection magic wreaths the Terminatorbot's ash...

    And, after everything the Terminatorbot is safely resurrected! ...As some pathetic, fragile shadow of its former self... it needs time to charge its attack!

    FlamingFlapjacks said:
    Godspeed, Pionoman. I'm pretty new and don't know you very well, but good luck, and thank you for your Ultimate Sacrifice.
    [x2 Tazz Helping]
    I walk over to the Terminatorbot, and place my hand on it, touching the Armor that makes it up if Tazz is done yet, or just a pile of Actions if not. I concentrate, and then SLAPP BAD DEATH MAN. Bad Death Man immediately flies away from the Terminatorbot, for he is wary of slapps. This leaves the Terminatorbot's Soul unreaped and makes revival much easier.
    [x1 Notes]
    I scan the Soulraze army's metal and memorize the schematics and makeup of it. For later. Heh.
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    You briefly memorize the schematics of the exact gear the Soulraze army uses. It isn't anything special, just really generic indestructium.

    That-Random-Guy said:
    I send Pionoplayer all my stored CP.

    "Godsend, you madman of a saint. Your statue will be at least as big as Gary Stu's"

    I then send Pionoplayer 3 CP from my 3 actions (this will likely be edited)
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    All CP and power goes to Pionoplayer!

    Krill13 said:
    Eyowe, as obligations go, gives his remaining 8 CP to Piono, the former watching the latter in his defiant stand against the unfair wall of entities lying in front of him. Much reverence alone is insufficient in honoring the name of Piono.

    Eyowe then, with 3 actions, aids in recreating the Terminatorbot.

    First off, Eyowe recounts how many cute, innocent kittens were killed in the many assaults done by the PG forces. Horrible, right?

    Then, with moral support in the form of cheerleading in nightrobe, Eyowe encourages the Terminatorbot with a swarm of "You can do it!"

    ((tfw this was supposed to be a dramatic defiance against CP requirement for this stuff and now Terminatorbot V4: Hellkite Phoenix will never be a thing))
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    Paradoxdragonpaci said:
    +15 CP to Piono from me

    (1x) I meditate on the upcoming Battle....
    (2x)And with my Buffness and the Space Vial granting my strikes immense Force,i engage a Multi-Punch Combo on the Elite Dropship
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    Piono's action is boosted all the further...

    Meditation clears your mind temporarily. It almost - almost - distracts you from the very real prospect of death.

    The Godmod Wall Soldier gets in the way! You deal a measly 50,000 damage to its giant, hulking self!

    Ranger_Strider_ said:
    It's been a good run Pionoman... a great run even... take this. Make your last move a brilliant display.... Rage Piono! Rage against the Dying Light! And just remember.... All of us have died once already yeah? So we'll meet again on the other side.
    Wait for us there. Now Here!
    19 CP +1 action to Piono.
    I move to make sure your effort is not in vain!
    1 CP: I nod at the Terminatorbot.... and set the kittten upon its shoulder, filling it with courage!
    1 CP: I prepare to throw my body in the way of the massive laser. When it fires, I will bodyblock the shot.
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    Pionoplayer powers up... even... MORE...!

    The Terminatorbot is FULL OF COURAGE!

    You prep to block any surprise attacks from the Drakken Laser Drill! The godmodder seems to be ignoring it... FOR NOW.

    Redrover1760 said:
    Focus: Magic

    After quickly converting my player power to DND spells, I repeatedly cast "Resurrection" on the Terminatorbot. I also cast heal a few times too on the Terminatorbot. Lets do this.

    Action 3: Fight!

    I go around the wall and kick it by its backside, yelling "DONALD TRUMP FAILED" and banging a Mexican flag against it.
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    Not the wall's favorite political candidate! 55,000 damage!

    GoldHero101 said:
    The Godmodder is going down. There is always PLAN B.

    tCP: 23+3
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    Are you suuuuuuurrrreeee?

    Kyleruler said:
    A bright orange light surrounds Kyle, before quickly separating. A more ethereal version of him, wielding an IPad and typing furiously apparates onto the field.

    ??? -
    "Oh hey, that actually worked. Good."

    Kyleruler -
    "Who are you and why did you just separate from my body?"

    User -
    "Just call me the User, Kyle. I am basically your inner conscience, and helped you decide what moves you made and such. Right now though, we've got bigger problems - like... um, that.

    I'm in no direct danger, but you guys definately are. I don't want you all to die, so... um, yea.
    Team?

    Kyleruler - Eh, sure. Team.

    [User will now assist Kyleruler in his actions.]

    Focus -
    Artifact Case C is Polychronic, then. Poly is many, one is mono. They're opposites.
    As for Artifact Case F, the planet Earth in my home dimension, at this second. There are currently no Bank of Action branches anywhere near me.

    Finally, we charge 1 CP.
    Total CP - 6
    Spellblade - [    ||||||||||] 6/10

    Current Orders:

    Heal yourself with Soothing Waters, why not.

    Fire — — — — x — — — —Water
    Air — — — — x — — — — Earth


    Fire - Flamethrower
    Launches a beam of fire at an enemy for moderate damage. May burn them if susceptible.

    Fire Unleash - Inferno
    A ray of firey death strikes the enemy it's aimed at for high damage, burning the enemy in the process.

    Water - Soothing Waters
    Gives an ally of choice about a 10th of it's HP back, capping at 20K health restored a turn to prevent OPness.

    Water Unleash - Torrent
    The Relic lets out a minor flood, healing all AG entities and damaging all PG ones for minor amounts.

    Air - Wind Slash
    Attacks one enemy for mild damage, BUT ignores any minor attack shield, block, or dodge because it goes at the speed of... well, lightning.

    Air - Thunderstorm
    A bolt of lightning strikes the enemy down for moderate damage, piercing any form of defense the target may have.

    Earth - Tremor
    Deals mild damage to a max of three entities within a short range.

    Earth - Earthquake
    Works like the Pokémon move. Deals moderate damage to any ground troop within the area, even ones that are AG.

    Let's be honest, I doubt I'll ever get these up. It's been 60 pages.
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    Polychronic is correct! The case opens up... you get...

    The TIME ACCELERATOR! It fast-forwards an ally or enemy entity 10 turns in the future! Use it on an enemy entity, get 10 immediate turns of damage-over-time effect right then and there! Use it on an ally entity, get 10 turns of snowballing/special charging/what have you without blinking an eye! 1 use only! Doesn't work on plot-related entities.

    The Time Accelerator goes straight to the DEATH Stasis Pod.

    "INCORRECT! Though Earth's economic development may have been crippled by the godmodder's destruction, the Bank of Actions still has a small location on Ground Zero to serve the Players fighting there - if they can find it."

    That(Other)OtherGuy said:
    I join the Cult of the Cube and agree to the cult action.
    Severed hand, Soulflayer hand, Sharpened Soulrazer Chunk
    Voodoo Doll, HP^Sword, Old Control Panel (RGB buttons)
    The Third Eye grants 2 abilities: Seen Through Their Eyes and Cut Through the Lies.
    Seen Through Their Eyes allows you to select 2 people, Person A and Person B. Person A is the "giver", and his memories will be searched for whatever you want to see, from their perspective. Person B is the "recipient", and they will see the memories. Neither person can be yourself, and its entirely possible for one or the other of the two selected to dodge/run away and get out of it - you'll almost definitely need to hold them in place.
    Meanwhile, Cut Through The Lies can detect if a statement is a lie or true - "technically" false of true rules apply. It also detects entire statements, rather than specific pieces of a statement. It isn't very advanced. It also needs to be "primed" before usage (EX: Ask an NPC a question, then state in your post that you "Cut Through the Lies" on their response.).
    Debt:
    Karp: 3
    JOE: 7
    Piono: 4

    [5cp]

    I use 8 CP to craft a legendary shotgun out of the Sharpened Soulrazer Chunk and some spare parts I find lying around.
    Item:
    When used to attack, the attack is split into 100 attacks. Each attack only does 1 damage, irregardless of the attacker's actual base damage.
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    You join the Cult of the Cube! Or, you would, if JOEbob was around. He needs to induct you into the cult himself, and you can't use the cult action unless the cult is together! A house divided, after all...

    You create the Shocking Shieldrazer! Note that using this on the godmodder may result in less-than-advertised damage. Also, it only attacks 20 times.

    Algot said:
    I put an attack blocker on the level 230 soldiers
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    You place an attack blocker on each! That's enough to block one-third of their total attacks!

    General_Urist said:
    Right, 3 CP stored, 3 from this turn, 6 total. I can make use of it.

    5 CP: to heck with mind control!
    I see Captain NZZZ working to break the Horseman of War and the Archangel out of the Godmodder's control. Good effort, but I'd like to give a little boost just in case. Specifically to the Archangel, since it's a true AG entity and is pretty dang powerful! To follow up on the captain's Beacon, now that is has partially cleared the mind of the Archanger, I put down my own Subconsciousness Transmitter. This nifty gadget uses technobabble to communicate directly to the mind of a second person. I train it on the Archangel.

    Now I'm no man of faith, in fact I'm a card-carrying atheist. But I can hide that well enough. Through the transmitter I communicate to the Archangel passages from the Bible and from other holy scriptures, ones which describe how a good Christian should behave. And after each and every passage, I put into the Archangel's mind a very clear image that shows exactly why the Godmodder is an exact opposite of that particualr Christian virtue! This fills the Archangel with a new awareness and a righteous holy fury, one which not even the Godmodder's mind control can keep in check! No doubt, it will break free and fight on our side once more!

    1 CP: keeping the portal steady:
    Some of our comrades on the Hexagonafield want to send us stuff, even now. Thus, the Portal to the hexagonafield should be kept open. I go over to the portal and set up a bunch of magical wards that will resist attempts to close the portal by force, as well as make the portal naturally endure longer.
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    CP not spent - this is shenanigans! The archangel is beginning to shake free more and more... the godmodder's mind magic tightens, but no... it has to fulfill its duty! Can it...? CAN IT!?

    The portal is held open... just a few seconds longer... the Players on the HEXAGONAFIELD might have one last chance to flee, if they can just seize it!

    Ah, that random /quote... General Urist, you're going to mess up my formatting!

    The_Two_Eternities said:
    The MTF member runs around screaming. Was it the Level 230 Elite Soldier Mythic-Tier? Was it the ten Anti-Player Snipers? Was it the real Godmodder? Was it Medic Unit #14?!? Wait, what? No! It wasn't Medic Unit #14! He has like zero thousand HP! And he can't even deal damage!

    3 actions: I charge 3 CP.

    For lack of a better plan, I send Pionoplayer all my CP.
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    All CP sent to Pionoplayer. What can you do?

    Captain.Cat said:
    After a few moments of thinking I step up with the others and ready my Spear of Lightning.

    "Well, If we're going to die then we may as well do so on our own terms instead of the Godmodder hunting us down for sport at their own leisure."

    After saying that I then transfer all of my CP over to Pionoplayer as he seems to have something in the works. "Well, I hope whatever it is your going to do will work." I say to Pionoplayer. (19 + 3 CP sent to help charge Pionoplayer's attack.)

    "Good luck, Everyone."
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    All CP to Piono! You have a lot of faith in him...

    Cephalos Jr. said:
    Actions 1, 2, and 3: I prepare the Extractor. When possible, the Extractor will extract Objects from the DEATH Stasis Pod and send them to their corresponding players. It does this through a mixture of particle beams applying energy, cold plasma fields with ripples, good old vacuum suction, and quantum mechanics. Questions about how this thing works may be answered by the manufacturers, i.e. me.
    3 CP
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    You prep the Extractor! It can do sorting, but to actually get INTO the DEATH Stasis Pod, you'll need something more.

    And... even if you had that... even if you had everything inside that pod...

    ...would it really make a difference?

    pionoplayer said:
    Alright folks, 2 days and 24 thousand words later, I have completed it, the second longest DTG post ever created. And hopefully one of the best.

    For those of you who don't want to read the whole thing I have ranked the sections by how good they are and how important they are to read.

    A Final OOC Message (Please read whether you care about my attacks or not)
    Unnamed Opener (Very Important)
    The Recent Past Is Recalled (Very Important)
    Terminatus (Very Important)
    The Distant Future Is Remembered (Not Important but still good)
    Bypass (Not Important but still good)
    The Impossible (Not Important but still good)
    Omnicide (Good and important but also the longest section)
    Fade (Decent)
    Let's Get This Party Started (Decent)
    And Then There Were Many (Decent but long winded)
    The Kill Word (Meh)
    And Now The Present Is Restored (Meh)
    Power Up (Bleh)
    Worldshatter (Probably the most longwinded section though not the longest, but not as bad as it was going to be)

    Now...

    ALL CP expended:
    MORTAL STRIKE!

    Piono sighs as the Godmodder realizes what's happened and the timestop abruptly shatters. Piono turns to face the Godmodder. "You know something? Once upon a time I thought there was a chance of things turning out okay. I thought, in my naive un-prepared mind, that everything would turn out alright in the end. That God, or whatever power created this Multiverse would be willing to step in and stop the chaos, to do something about all the damage you've dealt."
    "But not anymore."
    "God isn't real. At least, not capital G god. All there is the small gods. The ones who claim to divinity that is not theirs. The ones who aspire to godhood but fall ever far short of it. The ones who wish themselves gods to fix the world's wrongs but sit and wait for nothing to happen. The people like you, who put themselves up in a position of power, and use it to crush every ounce of hope and light and life out of others that they can."
    "Do you know what my title is? My official, given by the great powers of reality, title is? It's not destroyer, that is a title given only by my home."
    "I've had many names throughout my time on this mortal coil. I've been called Traitor, Killer, Murderer, Salvation, Messiah, Chef, Craftsman, Teacher, Helper, Friend, Lover, Breaker, Builder, Worker, Vagrant, Hobo, King, Tyrant and many, many others. The list goes on and on. But there is one title, one title above all others that stands in my mind. A testament to who I am and what I've accomplished."
    "My name is Piono. And I am the Godslayer."
    "And you are hardly God."

    Let's Get This Party Started

    And as soon as he's finished saying that, he splits. I don't mean he leaves, that would be a sort of dumb thing to do at this point, no, he does the thing where he becomes multiple people. First there are three of him, then five, then ten, then more. The Pionos fill up the room, crowding the other players away from the front, filling the room, even as narrative causality demands that the room remain big enough for everyone to fit.
    More and more Pionos, and as the Pionos continue to duplicate some of them begin to change. Not all of the Pionos look exactly the same. Some of them wear armor, others glow with power, several are encircled with wraps made of glowing runes of various colors, some wear capes, others wear cloaks and hoods, some of them are dressed in blue and red, and others in all the colors of the rainbow, even beyond the meager spectrum which the human eye can see. One of them glows with the power of godhood, one of them has the head of a cat, and as the room fills out, the diversity spreads.
    "I suppose at this point the secret of my timecloning technique is becoming apparent, while I am summoning myself, it is not myself in the strictest sense. Using Ircucvci, my chosen sword, I call upon the remnants of myself from alternate timelines, eventualities and chains of events that never were, and never will be. Ones that might have been, and ones that in some strange manner of circumstances, are. All of them massive arrangements of of potential, locked behind a gate that most people will never open up."
    "And with Ircucvci I can cut the lock right off, bringing more of myself to participate within this eventuality, to aid me in my time of desperation, and to make all those who stand in my way fall in a crushing wave of death. Few people have fought as hard as you Godmodder, but I know that there's a limit, even to your power, and I aim to find it before this action is through."
    The various Pionos begin to don further armor, different styles and powers being put on display all throughout the crowd as the arrival of new Pionos slows and stops. There is plate metal, scale armor, leather gear, no no don't look at speedo piono who let him in here anyways, there's magic woven of pure magic, and another built of metallicized starlight. Crystals and gold, ornamental or purely utilitarian. And just as the armor shows all kinds of diversity, the Pionos begin to arm themselves. While the center Piono brandishes his iconic sword, the various other Pionos pull out weapons from within the pocket dimensional inventory. Rifles, swords, axes, polearms, a few even hop onto armed vehicles. A massive submarine with wings appears, breaking another hole in the ceiling which crumbles down and is vaporized by runic bolts cast from a staff. An array of swords flips out and hovers in the air behind one warrior, and yet another flips out several robotic arms to reveal a variety energy weaponry.
    They all stand at the ready, an entire army of Players, called from other timelines, ready to take on the Godmodder in one, final, stand.
    Prime!Piono lifts his sword, and points it at the Godmodder's forces. "Godmodder, from each and every timeline where you are a despicable being with nothing better to do with his life than ruin reality for all the people who have legitimate causes and feelings, we say this."
    "Get GORILLAd."
    And the army surges forward. There is, of course, the particular problem of the Godmodder's Wall Soldier being in the way, but that's not actually going to stop the Pionos because he's the target. Energy bolts and lightning-fast sword strikes slam into the forcefield being projected by the Wall Soldier, hitting it from every angle and in every manner. Every Piono taking one hit, then backing off, only to pop up somewhere else and hit the shield again, in a slightly different manner.
    The reason for this probably isn't obvious at first, especially since the light and sound of the entire onslaught is deafening, blinding, it discourages all attempts to view or understand what is going on behind the scenes because of the cacophony of light and noise that it sends careening through the room.
    But the Godmodder can see, he's the Godmodder. Well, he can sort of see. He can see the massive ebb and flow of angry warriors, he can see through the smoke and the dust and the sparks, and what he sees confuses him.
    The Pionos don't seem to be trying to destroy the shield. They seem to be… intentionally bouncing off of it. Every strike is perfectly positioned so as to set off ripples in the shield that spread out and ripple with the others, and, believe it or not, STRENGTHEN the shield.
    But far at the back, something the Godmodder cannot see, is what several Pionos in lab coats are doing. Rather than weapons, they wield pens and paper, directional microscopes, tools of scrying and all manner of information gathering apparatuses. And they are compiling information on the shield, with every strike their understanding grows more and more complete, they plug things into a shared computer to keep track, and their data grows and grows…
    Finally, the Godmodder gets tired of this nonsense, and orders his soldiers to open fire, and then the second line of Pionos steps forward, shields of all kinds slamming down into the cold floor of the bank of actions, throwing up forcefields, wards and all manner of defensive structures, just to hold back the barrage.
    But it isn't enough, shots make it through, and the various Pionos start to poof as they are hit by the projectiles as they begin to make it through. Every Piono returning to the nonexistence of their own timeline. And with each pop, the primary Piono flinches, feeling their brief moment of intense pain.
    But he steadies himself, and slams his sword point-down into the floor of the room. It's time for phase 2.

    Power Up

    Piono waves his hands through the air, and as he weaves them into a small circle, a portal opens up. If anyone had been paying attention before, they would recognize the location on the other side of it as the interior of Piono's inventory. Slowly, an array of items float through it. They circle around Piono at roughly chest height, and form a ring, each of the artifacts crackling with power.
    The items are, several clear glass spheres, a piece of chalk and a scroll, a knife with a crimson stone set in the pommel, five rocks with sky blue runes painted on them, a ring, another scroll, a jet black gauntlet, a vial of shining white liquid, another vial of dark purplish liquid, a floating rune, a withered staff inlaid with gold and silver, a small button, and something that looks similar to the arc reactor that Iron Man usually has in his chest.
    Piono scoops up the clear glass spheres, and holds them in his hand. He begins manipulating his fingers, and the spheres begin to roll around in his palm, up over his fingers, and then back down to the base of his hand. As he continues this motion, they begin to move faster and faster until they begin spinning on their own, the several spheres rising up into the air in front of Piono. They hover in front of his face, and he reaches out in front of him, his hand reaching for the spinning halo of light.
    And with one swift move his hand closes around one of the orbs, crushing it. The other spheres stop immediately, vibrating rapidly in place, until suddenly they, one after another, shatter, leaving behind white clouds of energy behind. The clouds swirl around and suddenly flow into Piono as he draws in a deep breath, drawing the light into himself, and suddenly his eyes, ears and mouth all begin shooting out bright white light. He blinks and shakes his head, and the light dies down, becoming more of a soft internal glow than searing floodlights.
    Next he grabs the chalk, and with a quick motion, the floor around him smooths, pushed by his metal and earth moving powers. He bends down, and begins drawing out a complex diagram, with stars, points and all manner of symbols all around it. As he continues to work on it, the magic circle begins to glow, the lines letting off a soft green light, each line causing it to grow stronger around him, until finally he spirals his way back to the center, and stands in the midst of it.
    He pulls the scroll out of its place orbiting him, and begins to read off a number of words that are probably just gibberish. "Syntholis, Enkols, Caronta, Rek, Eltisi, Temprima, Malkor, Endreama, Sansola, Shentree, Abnogimil, Gorentan, Elaidro" and with that the magic circle erupts with light, pillaring upwards until it suddenly curves in and draws back into Piono, causing the light within him to grow brighter.
    Next, he grabs ahold of the dagger. This one is much simpler, he just takes the thing and stabs it into his own heart. The nearly collapses from the sudden shock of dark magic that floods his system, but he'll be alright. No he won't that's a lie. But the important thing is he's not dead yet. Dark lightning crackles around his form, and his veins darken, turning from colors you couldn't see to jet black, crisscrossing all over his skin.
    He stands up and pulls the knife out. The blade of it has totally melted away, buried into his chest to enforce the blood pact for as long as Piono continues to live. It is a painful fate to bear, but it is one he has chosen for himself.
    Next up are the runed stones. Piono gestures and the stones orbit around his head. He breathes in, and breathes out, and as so the runes float in closer to his head, then move out further away from it again. He repeats this process several times, the rune stones getting closer with each breath, until finally they touch his head, and his eyes flicker open, the light within burning brilliantly.
    His mouth begins to move, but the words that come out of it do not line up with the motions, and the voice that speaks is not his, but that of many. "I vow, on my deathbed and on pain of eternal destruction, I swear on the many rivers of the Underworld and all that I have ever held dear, I promise on my name and the names of those who came before me, I ascertain in the name of all that is holy and unholy, my enemy shall be struck down with the fervor of the heavens and everything the underworld has to offer. All powers that are mine to hold, and those given to me by this oath shall be expended only to the destruction of the one who I have deemed my foe. This is my final, and greatest promise. Thou who hast wronged me, shall not live long to regret it." And with that, the rune stones disintegrate, leaving only the sky blue runes, which burn themselves into Piono's hair and head, forming the appearance of a crown.
    Next, Piono puts on the ring. He shudders and nearly collapses again as another flood of dark magic enters his system, dark lightning crackling all around him and a shadow bursting out, and swirling around his form. It twists and writhes in the air, until it settles on Piono in a terrifying aura as he looks up, hatred burning in his eyes.
    But he's not done yet, he has more powerups to go through.
    He pulls down the scroll, and begins to sing.

    Тхе финал цуртаин цалл ис хере
    Тхе тиме ис драwинг неар
    Тхе тхинг фор wхич wе алл дид феар
    Бефоре ус ноw аппеарс.

    Wе синг оур финал праисес ноw
    То хеартс оф холлоw стоне
    То хелл ор хеавен wе шалл го
    Wе фигхт тхис фигхт алоне.

    Wе синг оф деатх
    Wе фигхт фор деатх
    Оур тиме то дие хас цоме

    Тхе фигхт wе цаннот wин wеьлл фигхт
    А таттеред баннер раисе
    Унтил тхе гатес wитхин оур сигхтс
    Оур финал дыинг даыс

    А брокен друм цаннот бе беат
    А рхытхм марч бенеатх оур феет
    Но невер цан wе ноw ретреат
    Оур годс wеьре гоинг ноw то меет

    Wе синг оф деатх
    Wе фигхт фор деатх
    Оур тиме то дие хас цоме

    Со бринг тхе хордес оф саваге беастс
    Анд демонс, орцс анд море
    Тхоугх он оур формс тхе бирдс wилл феаст
    Wеьлл дие сwордс дренчед ин горе.

    Wе синг оф деатх
    Wе фигхт фор деатх
    Оур тиме то дие хас цоме
    Оур финал бреатх
    Оур дыинг бреатх
    Итьс тиме фор ыоу то рун.

    And light settles upon him once more. Surging him full of power. By this point the Godmodder is starting to notice that there's something going on way at the back of the Piono horde. He doesn't think much of it right now. He's mowing down Pionos, how could anything the main Piono have possibly slow him down. It's not like Prime!Piono survived the first fight with the Godmodder or anything…
    Piono, shivering and quaking with power, pulls down the gauntlet next. He shakily slides it onto his arm, and gasps in pain, he actually collapses this time as the sound of pierced flesh and cracking bones fills the air immediately around him. He slowly climbs to his feet, only to fall down again as yet another rush of dark magic hits his system, threatening to overwhelm him, but when he stands, the darkness in his veins seem to have somehow connected to the shadow that surrounds him.
    He's still not done yet though. Next he grabs the vial of white fluid in front of him. He hesitates for a moment, before downing it all in one swallow. He coughs and chokes, but then a powerful change flows through him. Though you can't pick out the difference about him immediately, something seems different about him now. The Godmodder however knows exactly what it is, he turns his head like a hawk, looking straight at Prime!Piono, who is now giving off the same aura of power that the gods give off. He can tell its only temporary, probably a buff or potion of some kind… but that is still highly concerning.
    And then Piono downs the next vial, dark purple swirling up from around his feet and merging with the aura of godhood already swirling around him. Harnessed now is the dark power of the titan precursors, whose fallen blood gave birth to the gods long ago. Mixed together, the power of the titans and the power of the gods, few things are more potent.
    This is the point where the Godmodder starts to consider he might need to be worried. But before he can do anything to try and order his soldiers, Piono presses on the floating rune in front of him, activating some kind of sequence that causes all of the runes on his skin to light up, shining brightly through the aura of mixed shadow and light swirling around him from all of the previous power ups.
    As the Godmodder starts to bark orders to tell the soldiers to hurry up and finish mowing down the lesser Pionos, Piono grabs onto the staff, and twirls it. Out of it comes a council of ghosts. The archmagi who created him all those years ago. They look at one another, they look at Piono, and they turn to look at the Godmodder. They turn to each other once more and nod in agreement. They know what has come, and they know what needs doing. They float in downwards and bind their souls to Piono's, performing a soulsplice, granting Piono all of the immense casting power that the archmagi possessed in life.
    Shaking and quivering, Piono reaches out and presses the button. Immediately 36 portals open up around Piono in a circle, each one leading to a different plane. An elemental plane in fact, the 25 for which he originally possessed artifacts for, plus 11 others. 36 elemental delegates come through. One, seemingly made of vibrations in the air that send screeches echoing around the room, speaks. "You have called. You know the price for taking upon yourself this power at a time like this?" Piono looks up and nods, barely. "Very well then." The 36 delegates all point towards him, and energy courses into Piono. He throws his head back and screams in agony.
    The Piono horde is running thing now, the Godmodder's forces almost have a clear shot at Prime!Piono. If they don't hurry, he may do something nasty, and while the Godmodder is confident Piono can't actually do anything himself, well… Better safe than sorry. Meanwhile, the core thing that was the final object in Piono's lineup has fallen to the floor. Piono is on the ground writhing in pain, flashes of energy and power crackling out of him periodically. One of the scientist Pionos dashes over to him, ducks under some shots by the gun troops, and picks up the core.
    "Look, I know I'm not actually real, per se. But you made a promise when you called me here. That what I did wouldn't be in vain. You can't die here, not this way." Prime!Piono looks up at him, tears in his eyes. "So take your medicine like a big boy." scientist!Piono slams the core into Prime!Piono's chest, right as a laser hits him and poofs him back to whatever nonexistent timeline he came from.
    Prime!Piono's breathing slows, and nearly stops, but the power crackling out of him hasn't subsided yet. The Godmodder points and shouts for his troops to fire. Everything on the Godmodder's side of the field opens fire on Piono all aND EVERYTHING WENT WHITE.

    The Recent Past Is Recalled


    Piono hovers in the air, his eyes are red and orange flame, his entire form is covered by shifting light and shadows. Every time he opens his mouth, energy floods out, and powerful energies flicker around him, creating an aura of immense power.
    The Godmodder's troops aren't deterred, they're used to fighting gods, so they open fire still. For all the good it does them. Every shot, every pulse, every ounce of energy is dispelled by the enormously powerful aura surrounding Piono. Crackling with little flecks of light for every projectile that comes anywhere near him.
    Piono glares in seething rage at the Godmodder, who, for the first time in a long, long time, begins to feel the beginnings of a pang of fear. The Godmodder points, ready to unleash a blast of godmodding power of his own, only for Piono to speak in a voice that shakes the foundations of the Bank of Actions.
    "YOU."
    "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH PAIN AND SUFFERING YOU'VE CAUSED? THE AMOUNT OF HEARTACHE, THE ENDLESS WOE AND TORTURE OF A REALITY THAT'S BEEN PLAGUED BY A CRETIN LIKE YOU FOR NO GOOD REASON BESIDES THE FACT THAT IT EXISTS?"
    "I DO. I HAVE ONLY THE BAREST INKLING OF THE DESTRUCTION AND DAMAGE, BOTH PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL, THAT YOU HAVE WROUGHT ON THIS REALITY, BUT STILL, IT IS MORE THAN THE PITIFUL COMPREHENSION YOU HAVE FOR THE EFFECTS OF YOUR OWN ACTIONS."
    "I HAVE HAD A LONG HISTORY IN THIS REALITY, MY HOME WORLD DIED LONG, LONG AGO, THANKS TO MY OWN ACTIONS, GUILT WHICH I SHALL NEVER SHAKE OFF ENTIRELY. BUT IT IS NOT WHAT DEFINES ME."
    "I USED TO HAVE FRIENDS, PEOPLE TO FIGHT BESIDES. PEOPLE WHO I HAD BUILT BONDS WITH, TO LAST LIFETIMES. I SAW PEOPLE COME AND GO, MANY MANY TIMES DID I WATCH AS THOSE AROUND ME WOULD DIE OF OLD AGE OR IN COMBAT, FIGHTING FOR CAUSES THEY BELIEVED IN."
    "AND WHILE IT WAS HARD AT FIRST, IT WAS SOMETHING THAT I WAS EVENTUALLY ABLE TO GET USED TO. PEOPLE DIE, IT IS A FACT OF LIFE, LIFE MUST END FOR NEW LIFE TO TAKE ROOT, AND PEOPLE WHO DIE HAPPY, FULFILLED, OR KNOWING THAT THEY BROUGHT ABOUT SOMETHING OF GREAT WORTH SHOULD BE CELEBRATED AS MUCH AS THEY ARE MOURNED."
    "THE MULTIVERSE WAS FULL OF HAPPINESS, OF MEANING AND DISCOVERY. YOU CHANGED THAT. IN THE COSMIC EQUIVALENT OF OVERNIGHT, YOU STEPPED FORWARD AND REALITY WAS CURSED, SENTENCED TO AN ETERNAL NIGHT OF DESPAIR AND SUFFERING."
    "AND I WATCHED. I WAS STILL A COWARD BACK THEN, IN ALL HONESTY. MUCH LIKE THE GODS, WHOSE FOLLY BROKE THE LAST DEFENSE AGAINST YOUR ONSLAUGHT, I WANTED TO RUN, AND HIDE, BUT THERE WAS ONE PERSON WHO PULLED ME BACK. WHO REMINDED ME OF MY MISTAKES, AND HELPED ME TAKE COURAGE."
    "I DOUBT YOU REMEMBER SOPHIA, SHE WAS JUST ANOTHER PLAYER IN THE WAY OF YOUR ENDLESS RAMPAGE, BUT SHE WAS EVERYTHING TO ME. THE DAY I WATCHED YOU RIP HER SOUL OUT OF HER BODY WAS THE DAY MY HEART SHATTERED."
    "BUT YOU DON'T REMEMBER ME BEING THERE, DO YOU? YOU'D REMEMBER IF A PLAYER FROM ONE OF YOUR EARLY RAMPAGING DAYS HAD RETURNED TO FIGHT YOU AGAIN AT A LATER POINT IN TIME."
    "AND IN A WAY, YOU'RE RIGHT, BECAUSE I'M ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN YOU WOULDN'T BOTHER TO CHECK FOR A SINGULAR ENTITY PORTALING AWAY FROM THE FIELD AS HIS SUMMONER AND CLOSEST CONFIDENT HIT THE GROUND, NEVER TO RISE AGAIN, HERE OR IN THE HEREAFTER."
    "I LEFT. I KNEW THAT THERE WAS NOTHING I COULD DO, EVEN WITH THE GRAND POWERS I HAD BACK THEN, WITHOUT PLAYER STRENGTH BACKING MY BLOWS THERE WAS NO WAY I COULD POSSIBLY MATCH YOU LONG ENOUGH TO SEE YOU DESTROYED."
    "SO I LED THE RESISTANCE. THE FORCES OF THE PEOPLE WHO HOPED TO SEE YOU DESTROYED, NO MATTER WHAT THE COST, EVEN IF THEY WERE NOT PLAYERS, DID NOT HAVE THE STRENGTH TO SEE YOU DOWNED ON THEIR OWN."
    "AND I WATCHED, AS YOU SYSTEMATICALLY, COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY, RUINED EVERYTHING THAT SOPHIA AND I HAD BUILT TO STOP YOU. EVERY MEMBER YOU COULD FIND; KILLED. EVERY BASE; RAZED."
    "I WATCHED THE TORMENT PEOPLE WENT THROUGH, AS THEY REALIZED THEY COULDN'T FIGHT, THAT THEY COULDN'T END IT. GAVE WHAT BITTER WORDS OF CONSOLATION I COULD AS FAMILIES MOURNED, CHILDREN CRIED, PARENTS WEEPING OVER THE BODIES OF THEIR FALLEN CHILDREN, AND FRIENDS SITTING IN SILENCE, REMEMBERING THOSE WHO HAD FALLEN."
    "AND I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO'S FELT THE PAINS AND BLEMISHES YOU'VE INFLICTED UPON REALITY. GENERAL_URIST WAS AN OFFICER OF A SMALL COUNTRY UNTIL YOU ARRIVED. HE WATCHED AS YOU BURNED HIS COUNTRY TO THE GROUND, AND SCATTERED ITS MILITARY."
    "DRAGON OF HOPE LIKEWISE HAD HIS HOME DESTROYED. HIS HOME WASN'T EVEN IMPORTANT TO YOUR PLANS. YOU JUST HAMFISTEDLY OBLITERATED AN ENTIRE WORLD ON YOUR WAY TO YOUR NEXT DIVINE TARGET. AND NOW HE USES THAT TO MOTIVATE HIMSELF TO BRING HOPE TO OTHERS, YET STILL YOU FIGHT TO RUIN HIS LIFE FURTHER."
    "REDROVER SAW THE CALAMITY YOU WROUGHT IN HIS HOME, A WORLD THAT WAS ALREADY IN PERPETUAL CHAOS REDUCED TO SENSELESS SLAUGHTER BY YOUR ARRIVAL, A CATACLYSM THAT EVEN TIME TRAVEL COULD NOT AVERT."
    "THE QUIET WATCHER WAS SIMPLY DRAWN HERE BY THE DESTRUCTION YOU ORCHESTRATED, THE BLATANT VIOLATIONS OF THE LAWS OF REALITY, DRAWN ONLY TO FIX THE MISTAKES YOU MADE."
    "BILL WAS LIKEWISE DRAWN TO THIS CONFLICT, BY PROPHETIC DREAMS OF IMPENDING DOOM, A POWER KNOWN AS DETERMINATION PULLING HIM FORWARD TO FIGHT YOU IN PROTECTION OF ALL THE THINGS HE CARES ABOUT."
    "THAT RANDOM GUY IS HERE TO FIGHT FOR HIMSELF. A MANIFESTATION OF THOSE WHO COME IN AND OUT OF THE STORY WITHOUT BEING NOTICED, HE IS HERE TO MAKE A POINT, THAT HE CAN BE MORE THAN THAT."
    "KYLERULER IS HERE TO PROTECT THOSE HE CARES ABOUT. THE FRIENDS HE MADE AND NEARLY LOST WHEN YOU KILLED US TO A MAN AND WOMAN. HIS QUEST IS NOTHING SHORT OF PROTECTION, OF THOSE WHO FIGHT, OF THOSE WHO CARE, AND THOSE WHO HE WANTS TO KEEP ALIVE."
    "WINKINS IS LIKELY THE ONLY PERSON HERE WHO DOESN'T HAVE A PERSONAL REASON FOR WANTING YOUR REIGN OF TERROR ENDED ASIDE FROM THE OBVIOUS FACT THAT YOU KILLED HIM. YET HIS QUEST FOR REDEMPTION BROUGHT HIM TO YOUR DOORSTEP, AND HIS DEATH IS UPON YOUR HEAD MUCH LIKE THAT OF THE OTHERS'"
    "THAT YOUNG GIRL OVER THERE, THE ONE CLINGING TO FENIX. SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT SHE'S DOING HERE. SHE'S LOST, ALONE, AND AFRAID. AND YET YOU PERSECUTE HER FOR GREED AND POWER."
    "YOU WILL NEVER FEEL THE PAIN WE HAVE. THE DESPERATION THAT THOSE OF US WHO FIGHT LIVE WITH EVERY SINGLE DAY OF OUR WAKING LIVES, KNOWING THAT YOU ARE THERE, WAITING TO TAKE IT ALL AWAY BY WHATEVER MEANS ARE PRESENTED TO YOU."
    "IT IS UNFORGIVABLE. YOU ARE A HIDEOUS BLIGHT ON THE FACE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND RIGHT, AND BY EVERY SMIDGEN OF POWER I CAN MUSTER, I WILL SEE YOU REMOVED."

    The Distant Future is Remembered


    All this time, the Godmodder has been charging up power to disrupt Piono's self-righteous speech. The Godmodder honestly has no interest in what Piono's saying, not in the slightest. What he sees before him is another upstart player who thinks that he can change everything with speeches and posturing. He knows the type. So he unleashes an enormous blast of pure godmodding energy right at Piono.
    Piono raises an arm, and the energy blast slams into a shield of solidified godly aura, then scatters in every direction as it shatters.
    "SORRY BUDDY. IF YOU CAN ABUSE CUTSCENE POWER, THEN SO CAN I. WHERE WAS I?"
    "AH YES. WE'VE TALKED ABOUT THE PAST, NOW HOW ABOUT WE TALK ABOUT THE FUTURE, OR, WELL A FUTURE. ONE THAT NEVER CAME TO PAST BECAUSE OF YOU."
    "I CAN'T SPEAK FOR THE OTHERS, NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST, THE INCREASED MENTAL AWARENESS AND BEHIND-THE-SCENES COMMUNICATIONS ONLY GOES SO FAR, AND I CAN'T TELL WHAT EVERYONE WOULD'VE GONE ON TO. BUT I CAN GIVE SOME ROUGH GENERALIZATIONS."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY STABILITY. PEOPLE HAD LONG LIVES TO LOOK FORWARD TO, MAYBE NOT ALWAYS THE SAFEST OF LIVES, BUT LIVES NONETHELESS. THERE USED TO SOME SENSE OF ORDER TO REALITY, SOMETHING THAT ONE COULD TELL WAS GOING TO BE THERE TOMORROW, ALMOST WITHOUT FAIL. YOU HAVE CHANGED THAT, NOW ALL THERE IS TO SEE TOMORROW IS MORE CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION, AND ENDLESS PARADE OF SLAUGHTER AND PANDEMONIUM."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY HOPE. ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS ALWAYS A CHANCE, PEOPLE HAD THE POWER TO CHANGE THEIR CIRCUMSTANCES, TO MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE, EVEN IF JUST IN TINY, LITTLE WAYS. YOU HOLD NO TRUCK WITH THAT, WHERE YOU FIND HOPE, YOU SNUFF IT OUT. IT'S JUST ANOTHER THING FOR YOU TO DESTROY ON YOUR PATH TO ANNIHILATING EVERYTHING WORTH FIGHTING FOR."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY LIFE. I THINK THIS ONE REQUIRES NO EXPLANATION, FOR EVERYWHERE YOU GO YOU LEAVE BEHIND A TRAIL OF DEATH AND DESTRUCTION. FRIENDS MOURN FRIENDS, BROTHERS MOURN BROTHERS. YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE COURTESY TO ALLOW PEOPLE TO GO TO THE PROPER AFTERLIVES SO THEY CAN MOVE ON, YOU JUST BREAK IN THERE AND DESTROY THAT TOO, TEARING UP EVERYTHING UNTIL THERE IS NOTHING LEFT BUT OBLIVION."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY HAPPINESS. NOT ONLY DO YOU RUIN THINGS FOR PEOPLE, BUT YOU ACTIVELY GO OUT OF YOUR WAY TO MAKE LIFE WORSE. YOU'RE ASSAULTING THE GOD OF BIRTHDAY PARTIES FOR HEAVENS SAKE, WHAT KIND OF SICKO TARGETS THE GOD WHOSE SOLE PURPOSE IS TO BRING HAPPINESS INTO THE LIVES OF OTHERS? YOU APPARENTLY I SUPPOSE, BUT IT MAKES A STRONG POINT FOR MY CASE."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY LOVE. YOU PUNISH THOSE WHO CARE FOR OTHERS, TAKING AWAY THE ONES THEY HOLD DEAR AT EVERY OPPORTUNITY. IN YOUR WAKE LIE SHATTERED RELATIONSHIPS, DEAD LOVERS, AND SO MANY PEOPLE WHO HAVE BEEN SEPARATED FROM ONE ANOTHER, NEVER TO SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN. ALL BECAUSE OF YOUR MAD QUEST FOR POWER."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY COMPANIONSHIP. JUST AS YOU'VE DESTROYED LOVE AND CARING WHERE EVER YOU CAN FIND IT, YOU SEPARATE FRIENDS AND THOSE WHO TAKE CARE OF ONE ANOTHER. YOUR RAMPAGE KNOWS KNOW LIMITS, LEAVING PEOPLE ALONE AND AFRAID, CONFUSED AS TO WHERE THEY SHOULD GO OR WHO THEY SHOULD TURN TO."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY FREEDOM. BECAUSE AS YOUR ARMIES ADVANCE, CARRYING REALITY FURTHER AND FURTHER INTO THE DARK SHADOW THAT YOU CAST, THE MORE IT BECOMES CLEAR THAT ALL WE CAN REALLY HOPE TO DO IS TO FIGHT YOU. THE ONLY THING LEFT TO DO, THE ONLY CHOICE, IS HOW WE GO DOWN SWINGING."
    "YOU TOOK AWAY-"
    "'scuse me." Now, a quick jump back a number of paragraphs. You'll remember that the Godmodder has his forces open fire so that he could get at Prime!Piono, right? Well, there were a few Pionos to the side and slightly behind him that the Godmodder didn't target. The Godmodder never noticed the science Pionos.
    "AH, YOU'RE FINISHED? THANK GOODNESS I WAS RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO RANT ABOUT." The science Piono hands over a PDA and bows. Prime!Piono snaps his fingers and the science Pionos begin to fade away into smoke, all of them turning to make rude gestures at the Godmodder on their way out.
    Piono holds the PDA and scrolls through it, idly deflecting Godmodder energy blasts with his hands as he looks through it. "UH HUH, HMM… BUT WHAT IF… NO WAIT THEY'VE ALREADY COVERED THAT. PINEAPPLE? THAT'S ODD. OKAY HOW DO YOU SPILL BARBEQUE SAUCE ON DIGITAL NOTES THAT'S JUST DUMB. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA! GOT IT!"
    Piono slides the PDA into his pocket, where it warps into his inventory, and looks up at the Godmodder again. "ALRIGHT, WELL, ALL THIS RAMBLING HAS BEEN FUN, BUT I'VE GOT SOME MORE PREP TO DO, I'M GOING TO GO BACK TO IGNORING YOU NOW."

    And Now The Present is Restored


    Piono heaves a large breath, and reaches out in front of himself, making a complicated series of gestures with his hands, and straining as hard as he can. Slowly, something begins to fade into being in front of him, only for another Godmodder bolt to slam into it and cause it to puff back out of existence.
    Piono turns back to the Godmodder a look of pure indignation on his face. "DO YOU MIND? I'M TRYING TO ORCHESTRATE YOUR DEMISE HERE! SOME PEOPLE HAVE NO RESPECT FOR POWER UP SEQUENCES I SWEAR…" Another godmodder energy bolt careens towards Piono and Piono rolls his eyes, opening up a portal behind himself and stepping out of the way. The godmodding energy bolt goes right through it. The Godmodder wonders where the energy bolt up until the point where another portal opens up two centimeters in front of his face and he gets square between the eyes with his own attack. This deals 0 damage as it is godmodding energy, but it does knock him over and daze him for the next two segments of the attack.
    Piono nods, satisfied that the Godmodder will stop being a nuisance for the next couple of seconds, and turns back to creating the whatever the thing was that he was calling out of thin air. Slowly it becomes visible, it is a capsule, with a player lock on it. Piono puts his hand on the player lock and uses one of the many actions he has available for this attack to unlock it, causing the capsule to flip open with a click.
    And then light fills the room once more. Out of it comes ghosts, or maybe projections of some kind. That in and of itself is not all that surprising. What is surprising is who they're projections of. The Godmodder, still in a daze mutters to himself "didn't I kill those guys already?" and why yes, he is absolutely right on that count.
    Because what that capsule contained was shades of a large number of the gods that the Godmodder has slain in the past. Not all of them, not by a long shot, there were way too many gods for those to be gathered up, but it is still a sizeable portion.
    "YOU GUYS ARE PROBABLY WONDERING HOW THIS IS POSSIBLE, AND SINCE WE'RE IN CUTSCENE MODE AND THE GODMODDER'S BEEN DISABLED FOR TWO SEGMENTS OF THIS SUPER ATTACK, I SUPPOSE I'VE GOT TIME TO EXPLAIN EXACTLY WHAT'S GOING ON HERE."
    "SO LET'S DELVE INTO BACKSTORY TIME. YOU REMEMBER HOW I TALKED ABOUT SOPHIA BEFORE? WELL, SHE WAS A SIDEQUESTER, AT LEAST, ONCE SHE REALIZED THAT HER GROUP DIDN'T HAVE THE MOXIE TO TAKE THE GODMODDER DOWN. SO INSTEAD SHE WENT OUT TO VARIOUS GODS, REQUESTING FAVORS OF THEM IN TURN FOR HELPING THEM WITH CHORES, OR SETTING UP THEIR DEFENSES A LITTLE BIT BETTER. AND FROM EACH GOD, SHE TOOK A SINGLE HIGH-POWER BLESSING. EACH BLESSING SHE CAREFULLY READIED WITH PLAYER POWER AND COMPACTED IT DOWN SO THAT IT WOULD KEEP LONG AFTER THE GOD WHO GAVE ITS' DEATH. ONE AFTER ANOTHER SHE COMPILED THESE LONG-TERM-STORAGE PRAYERS INTO THIS CAPSULE, WHICH SHE MADE SOULBOUND TO THREE PEOPLE. ONE WAS HERSELF, ONE WAS ME, AND ONE IS ANOTHER FRIEND OF OURS WHO THE GODMODDER KILLED IN HIS RAMPAGES NOT LONG AFTER SOPHIA DIED FOR THE FIRST TIME."
    "WHEN SOPHIA DIED FOR THE FIRST TIME, MY THOUGHT WAS TO GO FIND HER IN THE AFTERLIFE, AND RETRIEVE THE CAPSULE FROM HER, BUT THEN WHILE I WAS GEARING UP FOR MY QUEST TO FIND HER AND CLAIM THE CAPSULE TO CARRY ON HER LEGACY AGAINST THE GODMODDER, THE CAPSULE APPEARED BEFORE ME. THAT WAS HOW I LEARNED ABOUT THE GODMODDER'S PENCHANT FOR DESTROYING OR ABSORBING SOULS. I DIDN'T KNOW THE TRUE NATURE, OF COURSE, BUT… IT WAS WHAT SENT ME DOWN THE ROAD TO FIGHTING THE GODMODDER HERE."
    "AND NOW THE TIME HAS COME TO USE IT."
    The God shades swirl around Piono, granting him boons of many kinds before poofing out of existence one by one as their power fades. Increased strength, knowledge, power to control various objects, the ability to project cheese at will, charismatic leadership, and a number of others. But Piono's not looking for the blessings, because as each boon collects down onto his form, he grabs the energy and forms it into a ball.
    As it all finished collecting together, Piono unwinds the whole thing, taking the threads of divine power and spinning them out into the raw power that makes it up. And then he folds it back up into a ball, then folds that up, continuing to fold it more and more until it's the size of a pill, and he then swallows it.
    The room flares with light once more as Piono's system is flooded with godly power, but not just one godly power, enough different godly powers to greatly bolster his own might in a variety of different ways. Whatever happens in this cutscene, Piono's going to be virtually invincible.

    The Kill Word
    But the Earth Refused to Die - Instrumental Mix Cover (Undertale)

    Piono looks down at a watch he wasn't wearing before. "OH MY MY MY, LOOKIT THAT, I'VE ALREADY USED UP A SEGMENT, LOOKS LIKE I BETTER FINISH UP MY PROLONGED POWER UP SEQUENCE QUICKLY, OTHERWISE SOMEONE WILL TRY AND INTERRUPT ME AGAIN."
    He looks down. "HEH, YOU KNOW, I'D ALWAYS WONDERED WHY SOPHIA GAVE ME A KILL WORD WHEN SHE SUMMONED ME AS AN ENTITY. I TRUSTED HER WHEN SHE SAID IT WOULD BE USEFUL, AND I GUESS SHE WAS RIGHT. I'VE ALREADY SEALED MY FATE PRETTY MUCH WITH THE FIRST PART OF THIS POWER UP SEQUENCE, SO I MIGHT AS WELL GO ALL THE WAY, IT'S TIME FOR THE FINAL POWERING UP SEQUENCE."
    "በመጨረስ ላይ"
    Shining light consumes the room, filling it up in every corner and crevice, so much that even the Godmodder is forced to look away from the blinding power. Deep within the heart of it sits Piono, curling up as if getting ready to go into a magical girl transformation sequence only a million times more awesome, and with one hand he grabs onto the light, pulling it inwards, ripping out from its place around him, and curling it around himself like a cloak. Everyone blinks and turns to look at him, spiraling lines of shimmering light spiralling up Piono's limbs, and across his torso and intertwining at his neck and head in a complex pattern that feels… incomplete somehow.
    And then his shadow explodes outwards, ripping through everyone's sight, burying everything in bottomless darkness that muffles noise, scent and everything else. A darkness so absolute that none has any sense of where they are, as if floating in an abyss, completely lost and alone. But Piono is still at the center of it, and with his other hand, rips it from its place in the atmosphere, twirling it up and fastening it to his own form much like he did the blinding light. The patterns on his body are now complete, spiralling patterns of darkness and light, playing off one another to give a gradient, the power of twilight.
    Piono hovers there, glistening with power that crackles and radiates throughout the room, whipping up a small vortex of wind that blows everything. All focus is on him for this moment. He holds his hand to his chest, and you hear him muttering to himself. But finally he raises his head and shouts:
    "I KNOW WHAT I AM FIGHTING FOR. I KNOW WHY I AM HERE. I KNOW WHY I DIE AND WHAT I LIVED FOR, AND HOPE TO ACCOMPLISH IN BRINGING ABOUT MY OWN END. THOUGH HEAVEN, HELL AND PURGATORY MAY ALL SETTLE JUDGEMENT UPON MY SOUL AS MY TIME DRAWS TO A CLOSE, I STAND HERE CONFIDENT THAT I AM DOING WHAT'S RIGHT, WHAT IS NEEDED."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY PATIENCE, THE ABILITY TO WAIT FOR THE TIME TO BRING ABOUT THE FINAL RESOLUTION, NO MATTER THE COST."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY PERSEVERANCE, THE POWER TO CONTINUE ONWARDS, NO MATTER HOW BLEAK THINGS MAY SEEM."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY BRAVERY, A STRENGTH BEYOND MYSELF THOUGH I FACE THE END OF MINE OWN DAYS AND THE POSSIBILITY OF UTTER OBLIVION."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY JUSTICE, THE NEED TO SEE THE MANY FALLEN AND WOUNDED GIVEN THE VENGEANCE THEY REQUIRE."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY KINDNESS, KNOWING THAT WITH MY DEATH, OTHERS MAY LIVE, MIGHT HAVE HOPE, AND MAY ONE DAY SEE THE SUN RISE AGAIN."
    "I AM DRIVEN BY INTEGRITY, PUSHED FORWARD BY THE PROMISES I MADE, AND WILL KEEP WITH MY LAST DYING BREATHS."
    "AND MOST OF ALL, I AM DRIVEN BY DETERMINATION. THE WILL TO SEE EVIL ENDED, WHATEVER THE PERSONAL COST."
    Piono's eyes flash red, and with another gesture, the runes on his body light up once more, blue and purple light trailing up from the base of his feet, shining through his boots, trailing upwards throughout his body, in an intricate display that adds onto the marks of light and darkness already there. As the runes on his body light up, little motes of blue light begin to appear around Piono, tiny runes, that begin to spin and orbit around him, providing a massive shield and aura of words written in a long forgotten language, crackling with power in their own right.
    "MAGICAL GIRL TRANSFORMATION GO!" and then we get into the final state of the transformation, with Piono brandishing one arm, and a massive spiked dark blue gauntlet appearing on it, then his other, a sleeker, sky blue glove appearing on it, the light from the two moving inwards and appearing a set of armor on Piono's body. Rather than the coat he has worn the entire war, powerful looking plate armor with runic designs carved into it assembles all along his body, two metal plates coming together to form the chestplate, a face-guarded helmet coming down square on top of his head, and boots sliding up.
    Having donned the Godslayer's armor, his aura flares up, the power augmenting armor increasing his strength a hundredfold, sending out flares of power that push everyone backwards. Even the Godmodder Wall Soldier, braced against the impact, is scooted back several meters by the raw power on display.
    Piono's eyes ignite with a burning fury, the fire of an angry god, a universe in his eyes, a universe wreathed in flame. Fury coursing in lines of pure red and white throughout all of it, in depths that you could get lost in and never return from.
    Slowly, slowly, Piono settles down onto the ground, feet gently tapping against the floor and shattering it with the force of each step. "ALRIGHT THEN, THAT TRANSFORMATION SEQUENCE TOOK WAY TOO FREAKING LONG, I THINK I'M READY TO KILL THINGS NOW. HOW ABOUT YOU GUYS? NO? GUESS I'LL DO IT ALL MYSELF THEN."

    Bypass
    Super Paper Mario - Brobot Battle

    Piono cracks his knuckles, and steps forward towards the Godmodder Wall Soldier. "ALRIGHT GODMODDER, I PROBABLY MADE THIS CLEAR ALREADY, BUT HERE'S HOW THIS IS GOING TO WORK. I'M GOING TO RUIN THE DAY OF YOU AND EVERYONE WORKING FOR YOU, AND YOU'RE GOING TO UTTERLY FAIL AT TRYING TO STOP ME."
    The Godmodder stands up. The daze has worn off and given the fact that 7.5K words went into the powerup sequence alone, there's probably a very good chance that even if Piono can't actually stop his army, that he's got a good shot at at least doing significant amounts of harm, so, worst comes to worst, better to stop him and OH NO WHERE DID HE GO?
    "LIKE MY TRICK? LITTLE BOON FROM THE GOD OF INVISIBILITY." And the Wall Soldier's shield suddenly blazes with light as massive amounts of projectiles start hitting it from every angle. Lasers, bullets, danmaku, energy pellets, all of it pours into the shield seemingly from nowhere. "AND ANOTHER PIECE OF HELP FROM THE GOD OF BULLET HELLS." The shield is holding up quite well, only for a massive hammer to suddenly appearify in the air above it, and come crashing down on top of it, sending massive ripples shuddering down through the entire shield. The Wall Soldier staggers a bit under the force of the hammer blows, but the Godmodder has what he needs, the Godmodder is suddenly right behind the hammer wielder, and swings his weapon… and hits nothing. His eyes narrow right at about the time he gets punched in the back of the head. "THE GODS OF HAMMERS AND CHEAP SHOTS SEND THEIR POSTHUMOUS REGARDS."
    With that, the hammer begins slamming away at the shield, over and over again. The Godmodder whirls around, trying to track down Piono's location, only to get smacked in the back of the head. He roars and unleashes a wave of fire all around him only for an anvil to drop on his head. "AND WHILE THEY MAY NOT BE A DIVINE BEING, ACME CORPORATION HAS A FEW CHOICE WORDS FOR YOU AS WELL." The Godmodder continues flailing about, getting punched about by obnoxious but non-godmodder-damaging attacks repeatedly until finally he turns and decides to just take out the hammer before it deals any actual damage to the Wall Soldier.
    Piono is standing in front of him, in all his over-hyped-up glory. Piono flicks a cigarette that he wasn't actually smoking and crushes it under his feet. "I'M SORRY DAVE I CAN'T LET YOU DO THAT. DRUNKEN ELEPHANT STYLE!" Piono puts on hand on his face, and slides the other hand through the gap by the elbow this leaves. The Godmodder is confused as to what the heck's going on until Piono's wild flailing knocks him through the wall of the bank of actions. "AND YOU THOUGHT THAT THE GOD OF IMAGINARY KUNG FU MOVES WAS A NON-THREAT, DIDN'T YOU."
    The Godmodder growls and dives at Piono from the crater in the wall that he made when he hit. "GOD OF BALLERINAS GIVE ME STRENGTH." and with a masterful pirouette Piono spins right around the Godmodder and kicks him in the back as he passes, sending him tumbling right into the other wall, though with a good deal less velocity this time around.
    The Godmodder stands up, shaking his head. "NOW, WHILE I'D LOVE TO CONTINUE THIS LOVELY LITTLE BOUT OF COMBAT WE'VE GOT GOING ON RIGHT NOW, I'VE ONLY GOT SO MUCH TIME UNTIL ALL THESE SUPERCHARGES WEAR OFF ALL AT ONCE AND KILL ME QUITE THOROUGHLY, SO IF IT'S ALL THE SAME TO YOU, I'M GOING TO CRIPPLE YOUR BODYGUARD." Before the Godmodder can do anything to attack him, Piono calls down a blessing from the (still living, last Piono heard, though he's been dead a while so he has no way to verify it) God of Bureaucratic Paperwork, and the Godmodder suddenly finds himself forced to fill out a ten million page long booklet of forms before he's allowed to attack Piono again, all of them need to be turned in and signed in quadruplicate before they'll be processed, and the copy machine is broken so the Godmodder has to do it all by hand.
    Piono turns around and looks up at the Wall Soldier, who, if it wasn't a giant stone statue of a roman soldier, would be sweating bullets and looking for the nearest exit. As it is, it is still feeling extremely uncomfortable with the new attention it has just garnered.
    Piono flips out a little gadget with wires sticking out of it, and slaps it on the shield. Piono stands back a bit, and waves to everyone else. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" and the device blinks and beeps a few times, before the Wall Soldier's shield suddenly stops being there with a disappointing pop sound and no other fanfare whatsoever.
    "...WELL THAT WAS ANTICLIMACTIC. THOUGHT THERE'D BE AN EXPLOSION OR SOMETHING, OH WELL, TIME TO KILL THINGS. WELL, THING. THE WALL SOLDIER SPECIFICALLY. HOLD ONTO YOUR STONE BUTT MISTER STATUE ITS ABOUT TO GET KNOCKED CLEAR TO TIMBUKTU."
    The Wall Soldier, recognizing that it's having its authority questioned, steps forward to try and deal with Piono. There is just one problem with this. The Godmodder neglected to give the Wall Soldier any kind of attack power, so when it steps on the calmly waiting Piono, its foot bounces right off.
    Piono grins "RIGHTY-O THEN, TIME TO BREAK SOME STUFF." and then Piono jumps into the air, catches the hammer that is still swinging away at a forcefield that isn't there anymore, and throws it, sending it spinning right towards the Wall Soldier. The Wall Soldier, with surprising agility for someone who's a gigantic stone statue, ducks right under it. Right into Piono's shoryuken uppercut. The Wall Soldier is launched upwards by this enormous force, rising upwards until its head gets stuck in the ceiling, with the reason its sheer weight doesn't bring it crashing back down to the floor below not being really all that clear.
    Piono rises up, and grabs the Wall Soldier's leg, and then rips him out of the ceiling, sending the Wall Soldier crashing down onto the Godmodder's paperwork desk, scattering the papers and forcing the Godmodder to start all over. The Godmodder shakes an angry fist at Piono, who flattens his palm, and from it rises a hologram of a neon sign of a middle finger. The Godmodder scowls and Piono turns back to the Wall Soldier, who is starting to stand back up.
    Piono raises his hand and calls upon his blessing from the God of Chickens, causing a rain of panicked poultry to rain down upon the Wall Soldier. The Wall Soldier isn't really to perturbed by this act of fowl play as chickens are rather small, but the birdbath does prevent the Wall Soldier from seeing Piono coming in with his next attack.
    "FISH SLAP FORM OMEGA!" and Piono comes careening down from about the utter clucking chaos wielding not a fish, not a shark, not even a whale. Piono is wielding nothing short of a kraken. And he proceeds to slap the Wall Soldier silly with it. Just, slap slap slap. With one of the biggest sea creatures to ever exist.
    The Wall Soldier just decides to lie down and not fight back after that, so Piono does the only reasonable thing. He draws on the Wall Soldier's face.
    Well, sort of, he diagrams, it seems to be a sort of exploded view of the internal stone components of the Wall Soldier (well, except for the mustache that's just totally Piono being childish) drawn out in blue chalk. Piono hovers up above the Wall Soldier, and nods to himself. "RIGHT, IT SHOULD BE RIGHT ABOUT… THERE." And then Piono punches straight through the Wall Soldier's head into the ground below. The Wall Soldier shudders and jolts, then sits up. Aside from having a hole straight through it's head it seems to be mostly fine.
    "YOO HOO, MISSING SOMETHING?" The Godmodder and the Wall Soldier turn to look at Piono, who is standing triumphantly next to the shield generator that was stationed inside of the head of the Wall Soldier until Piono forcibly removed it.
    Piono pulls out a jet black tomato. "YOU KNOW WHAT THE BEST KIND OF FRUIT FOR DESTROYING STUFF IS? THIS ISN'T A PUN BY THE WAY, IT'S JUST AN OBSCURE PIECE OF TRIVIA. ANTIMATTER TOMATOES. SOME OF THE BEST EXPLOSIVE FORCE PER POUND ANYWHERE IN THE MULTIVERSE. THIS IS MY LAST ONE, I'D SAY YOU SHOULD BE HONORED THAT I'M WASTING IT ON YOU BUT THAT'D BE A BIT INSULTING EVEN FOR ME." and then he slams the tomato onto the shield generator.
    The generator, predictably, does not survive the blast. Simply as that, the Wall Soldier's ability to bodyguard things has been totally eradicated. All it is now is a useless hunk of stone with way too many hit points.

    And Then There Were Many
    Robot Riot

    The room is filled with deafening silence. The Godmodder's jaw works soundlessly as he realizes what Piono's just done, and several of the soulrazer soldiers drop their weapons in shock.
    "WHOOPS, I JUST BROKE YOUR MEAT SHIELD, DIDN'T I? MY BAD. I'LL JUST HAVE TO MAKE UP FOR IT BY BREAKING EVERYTHING ELSE TOO. ACTUALLY, YOU KNOW WHAT, I DON'T FEEL LIKE DOING THIS ON MY OWN, HOW ABOUT I INVITE SOME FRIENDS INSTEAD."
    And then an enormous portal to Piono's inventory opens up behind him. Through it first steps Elim, the witch doctor, who helped Piono out with his OMNISCIENCE ploy in the Deleter timeline. He looks at Piono. "IS EVERYONE READY?"
    "Well, yes, but are you sure about this?"
    "ABSOLUTELY, AND BY THIS POINT IT'S TOO LATE TO CHANGE MY MIND ANYWAYS."
    "Piono, I'm sure that-"
    "THANK YOU FOR YOUR CONCERN ELIM, BUT RIGHT NOW ONE THING AND ONLY ONE THING NEEDS DOING. THE UTTER AND TOTAL OBLITERATION OF THESE SCHMUCKS OVER HERE."
    Elim opens his mouth to object, but closes it again. "As you wish sir."
    Elim turns and raises his staff, and in the air above Piono and Elim flickering lights appear, they dance in a rather simple pattern, turning from red to green before disappearing.
    The PGs and SRs laugh. What was that supposed to do, huh? Are you going to defeat us with flickeriTHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
    The first energy cannon shot tears through the space right next to Elim and Piono and slams right into the Elite Dropship, causing all of its systems to short out and begin going on the fritz immediately, as it is not just an energy cannon, but an electrically charged directed EMP plasma cannon, specially designed to ruin the days of just about anyone mechanical who gets in the way.
    Then, thundering through the massive portal opened up behind Piono comes a series of fleets, massive sleek spacecrafts that look incredibly artistic and graceful, blockier stronger hunks of metal built for strength and raw power, another fleet that sort of meets a mix between the two but has a number of flags painted along the side, and finally a massive swarm of ships that you're absolutely certain are made of alien organics.
    "SAY HELLO TO WHAT REMAINS OF THE FLEETS OF OKHOR'DHOOM, KRASTHNESE, THE UNITED REPUBLIC OF KORINTHIS, AND THE PROLANTHISTEEN HIVEMIND. FOUR GRAND SOCIETIES THAT TRIED TO STAND UP FOR WHAT THEY BELIEVED IN AND WERE SYSTEMATICALLY DESTROYED FOR DARING TO OPPOSE THE GODMODDER. THE BRAVE SONS, DAUGHTERS AND WORMLINGS OF THESE COUNTRIES HAVE BEEN HIDING OUT IN MY INVENTORY, AS REFUGEES, BUT ACHING TO FIGHT ONCE MORE. AND THEY BRING MORE THAN ENOUGH FIREPOWER IN THEIR OWN RIGHT."
    And with that the ships, having burst through the ceiling of the bank of actions, leaving everything open to air, begin opening fire on the pro-godmodder forces, lasers, missiles, kinetic projectiles, poison bombs, nuclear blasts, ravager pods and all manner of weaponry begin to tear into the PGs.
    Through the thunderous roar of orbital bombardment comes a cry. "Forwards! For the resistance, for reality, and for the death of the Godmodder!" Out of the portal comes a ragtag group of people. They don't seem like much… except to the trained eye. The trained eye would recognize that every single one of them is high "hero" status in just about any story. They're protagonists, weathered veterans, spunky teenagers, talking animal sidekicks, all of them protected by narrative causality, one and all.
    "I HATE TO PUT THEM IN DANGER LIKE THIS, BUT THOSE WHO ARE HERE INSISTED THAT THEY GET AT LEAST SOME CHANCE TO FIGHT AGAINST THE GODMODDER BEFORE LEAVING. SO HERE THEY ARE, THE LAST REMNANTS OF THE RESISTANCE, ONCE THE LARGEST ANTI-GODMODDER ORGANIZATION THERE WAS, NOW BUT A HANDFUL OF RAGTAG HEROES. BUT ONE THING IS FOR CERTAIN, THEY ARE NOT TO BE UNDERESTIMATED."
    And with that, the heroes of the resistance jump into the fray, charging in amongst the PGs and SRs, weapons out, and with their power to dodge what seems to be certain death, they dodge between the strikes of the orbital bombardment, slicing, shooting and blasting their way through the various PG forces with an earnestness completely unrivaled by almost all figures that have participated in this mighty war.
    A horrific screech echoes from the portal, and is met by many cries much like it. It is a horrifying, blood curdling sound, something that sends shivers down the spines of all but the most disciplined and experienced of void travelers. Flooding out of the portal comes a tide of demonic warriors of all kinds, half spider, or maybe five armed, every warrior is different and deadly in their own unique way.
    "CONTRARY TO WHAT SOME PEOPLE BELIEVE, HELL IS NOT THE ONLY PLACE WHERE THE DEMONIC PEOPLES RESIDE. THE BEASTS OF CARNAGE AND DESTRUCTION CAN BE FOUND ON ANY OF THE LOWER PLANES. AND I HAPPEN TO HAVE AN ARMY OF THEM BOUND TO ME. I HONESTLY DON'T CARE AS MUCH ABOUT THEM DUE TO THEIR MINDLESS FOCUS ON CAUSING SUFFERING AND DEATH, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? THEY'RE GOOD FODDER SO OUT THEY COME."
    And the demons fall upon the arrayed ranks of the enemy. pouring out hatred and violence out amongst the PGs and SRs in greatly increasing amounts, whenever a stray shot or another blast from the ships far above lands errantly, some of the demons are downed, but for every demon that falls another takes its place. The tide is nearly unending, and the PGs and SRs seem to be totally unable to stem the flow.
    A ghostly wail rises up from through the portal. Somehow Piono has had all of these armies and more up his sleeve the entire time, and just never used them, because next comes an army of ghosts. Many ghosts of many different kinds, soldiers, wizards, farmers, their ranks are nearly as endless as that of the demons, and they march forward with purpose.
    "THE LOST AND FALLEN, DENIZENS OF NUMEROUS LESSER AFTERLIVES THAT WERE BLASTED AND WASTED BY YOUR CAMPAIGN AGAINST THE GREAT FORCES OF THE COSMOS. REFUGEES FROM THEIR OWN AFTERLIVES, THE PERIOD OF TIME WHEREIN THEY SHOULD'VE BEEN GIVEN TIME TO REST, TO RELAX, AND PREPARE FOR ETERNITY. ONE AND ALL, THEY HAVE A BONE TO PICK, THEY ARE READY TO FIGHT, BECAUSE THEY HAVE NOTHING LEFT THAT THEY CAN DO."
    And with a shout that is both at once faint and ghostly, and strong and powerful, the Lost begin their assault on the Godmodder's forces. Gunfire, pitchforks, swords, all many of weaponry. Every attack imaginable in terms of conventional weaponry, and even many outside of that range, are unleashed in the fury of those who did not even have the privilege to count themselves among the damned, and were left to wander the pathways of death without guides.
    Light shines within the portal, grand lights, strong as the sun and moon, cold and hot as them both. Celestial energies flash, as a pair of soldier formations move forward out of the portal. One of them shining with lunar energy, the other solar. The soldiers in each glare at each other, but know that what is at stake here is more important than whatever petty rivalry they had before might demand that they do.
    "THE SOLAR AND LUNAR EMPIRES WERE AT WAR FOR AS LONG AS ANYONE IN THEIR BOUNDARIES COULD REMEMBER. ANOTHER STORY BROUGHT TO AN ABRUPT CONCLUSION WHEN THE FIRST PEACE TALKS IN OVER A CENTURY WERE INTERRUPTED BY THE ARRIVAL OF THE GODMODDER'S VANGUARD FORCE. WHO KNOWS WHETHER A TRUCE WOULD'VE BEEN SIGNED OR NOT, BUT HIS ARRIVAL KILLED YET ANOTHER CHANCE FOR THOSE WHO WOULD SUE FOR PEACE, AND BRING HAPPINESS AND HARMONY TO THOSE WHO LIVE."
    And so the assembled myrmidons move forward, a tactical, organized force of swords, arrows and celestial power, moving down to supplement the raw might of the armies already assembled. The Godmodder can only watch helplessly from behind his desk full of paperwork as the armies tear through his forces with increasing fervor.
    Next up comes an unusual individual. Out of the portal comes a massive box-mech, piloted by none other than Crate-ose, the God of Boxes. Piono opens his mouth to speak but the God of Boxes hushes him down, turning to the Godmodder.
    "You know who I am, you know what I do, and anyone who's paid any attention to the plot at all whatsoever knows what my grudge against you is. You've killed my friends and family, you've tried to kill me in the past, and nothing is ever going to bring back all of the people I thought I'd be sharing eternity with but now will never see again. I might not be able to fight you, but I can give your lackeys the worst day of their lives."
    And with that, warehouses, boxes, crates and shipping containers, everything that holds thing imaginable pours out of the portal to Piono's inventory, bringing with them turrets, guns, weaponized vehicles and more, and with this onslaught, the God of Boxes throws himself into the fray, besieging the Godmodder's forces with every box-based attack he can bring to muster, and him being a god, that is quite a lot.
    More and more forces pour through the portal, armies of acolytes who seek to avenge the gods of the pantheon that have fallen, bringing with them the final vestiges of fallen divinity. The armies of General Custard and the legions of the fallen gods of the culinary pantheon. 42 of the assorted elemental planes send representatives to help unleash heck on the Godmodder's godslaying force, followed by the remnants of the Grand Inquisition and the Felsite Robotic Technocracy. More and more come, refugees of the destruction the Godmodder wrought on the surface, now turned into fighters against his reign of oppression.
    As the Godmodder scrambles to finish his paperwork so that he can get back out there and rescue his forces, one particular group, the psion circle of Alkalos V, has cornered the Elite Archangel and the Horseman of War, weaving them up in a net of psionic power, and begun breaking into their minds to break them free of the Godmodder's hold.
    Elim walks up to them. "How's it going?"
    We can't seem to break through, something about the Godmodder's mind control power is too great for us to shatter.
    "Try this." and Elim reaches out his staff with a small artifact, a shard of madness.
    This will do.
    And with that, utter madness is set into the two entity's minds, sending them so far into the deep end that even the Godmodder's control can't keep a grasp on the flow of their thoughts. Soon, the madness is retracted, and the two entities, gasping for breath, stand back to their feet, released and ready to fight the vile man that put them under his servitude in the first place.
    The Godmodder finishes his paperwork.
    With a victorious cry, he stands up from his chair, and launches himself at Piono's army in a furor to match that of the gods.
    And Piono, who was keeping a close eye on the Godmodder presses a button at his side. The Godmodder stops as suddenly the armies arrayed against his forces suddenly begin to "destabilize" and warp away. Disappearing with cracks, or into puffs of smoke, but disappearing en masse.
    The Godmodder whirls to face Piono, who glares at him.
    "NO. ENOUGH PEOPLE HAVE FALLEN BY YOUR HAND ALREADY. THEY'LL LIVE ON TO CARRY ON THE FIGHT ELSEWHERE. YOUR BEEF IS WITH ME, AND MINE WITH YOU. LET'S DANCE PRETTY BOY."

    The Impossible
    Infinite Battle - Sonic Forces Soundtrack

    The previous onslaught having abated, the Godmodder glares at Piono, how DARE he? How DARE this upstart player come along and mess up his godslaying crew like this? Even if he wound up being able to just undo all the damages without any real problem, an assault like this was absolutely unforgivable, Piono needed to be put in his place.
    But then he notices that Piono is laughing. Piono is laughing hard. In the face of his own impending death, something that would mean absolutely nothing in the face of everything else the players would need to face… he was LAUGHING? Who does this upstart thing he is?
    "HEY GODMODDER, THERE'S A TURN OF PHRASE ONE OF MY FRIENDS USE TO LIKE TO USE. WHEN COURAGE AND VALOR HAVE LONG SINCE FLED, THE DAY WILL BE WON BY THE GUY WHO REMEMBERED TO BRING REINFORCEMENTS TO THE PARTY."
    There is a ding and a pop, and a tiny cube appears out of thin air. The improbability drive. Such a tiny little thing to cause such mass mayhem on other worlds, this one's power only mitigated by an obnoxiously large charge up time. And it's been charging this doozy for a LONG time.
    "SAY CHEESE."
    And chaos ensued. The first thing to happen was the rain of cheese (actual cheese this time, not just greatswords.) descending from the sky, great flaming wheels of milk product descending from the sky. This is not really the Godmodder's concern, this is merely to set the backdrop. The pot of petunias that lands square on his head and then explodes into blue whales on contact might, however, be something of a problem.
    The Godmodder recovers only to get slammed in the face with the slapping kraken from earlier, he readies himself, only to get hit from the other side. And again and again. He tries to move out of the way but dodges right into Piono's next blow, a boxing kick to the cheek. He staggers backwards, but steps right into the beartrap that has mysteriously appeared there, and he falls over backwards, landing right on the potato landmine, showering him in french fries.
    Piono grins. "See, now, the thing is that I have the advantage here. After all, what's the chances of you failing to dodge every single one of my attacks in a row? Incredibly low, which means that the improbability drive is going to make it happen. Every. Single. Time. Bet you wish you had the infinileaf clover with you right now, huh?"
    Piono stops. "Wait frick, what happened to my voice? I thought I was in god-shouty mode now?." The improbability drives shrugs, and one of the passing shrubberies inputs that perhaps it's one of the side effects that improbability drives are notorious for having. Nobody understands the shrubbery however because it only speaks in the form of spitting frozen halibuts Northeast in morse code.
    "Okay I hope this doesn't take too long, this is starting to get too surreal." The Godmodder attempts to attack Piono while his back is turned, but alas, the Godmodder's hands have temporarily turned into giraffes, ruining his strike.
    Piono jumps up in the air and kicks the Godmodder, who is extremely surprised to find that his head comes off when he does, the Godmodder struggles around, trying to figure out where his head landed, when Piono picks him up and reenacts the touching scene in Avengers 1 where Hulk smashes Loki into the floor repeatedly. "Puny Godmodder."
    The Godmodder breathes in powerful, pulling his body back to his head, where it reattaches and he stands back up, only for Piono to slam a table over his head, the Godmodder reaches for the nearest item, and smashes the extremely fragile glass ballerina against Piono's raised arm when Piono moves to block it, and Piono counters by beating the Godmodder over the head with a cruise ship.
    The whole thing quickly devolves into a big ball of violence as Piono and the Godmodder attempt to one-up one another with increasingly cartoonish antics, with TNT, cannons, lasers and all sorts of other ACME provided products being provided, with Piono seeming to come out of it with barely a scratch, while the Godmodder is starting to get more and more haggard.
    Suddenly, the Godmodder realizes what the problem is, and as Piono comes in, getting ready to javelin toss a volcano into the Godmodder, the Godmodder whirls around and throws a piece of cotton candy at the improbability drive.
    Exactly as one would expect, the cotton candy turns into a massive roiling ball of destructive energy en route, and collides with the improbability drive. Which throws up its hands in disgust, and promptly implodes.
    Piono's eyes widen as this happens: "oH NO" and then the volcano lands directly on top of him, squashing him flat. Piono clambers up out from underneath the massive pile of rock and magma, only for the Godmodder to punch him square in the jaw and send him tumbling across the ground.
    Godmodder: Got anything to say for yourself?
    Piono: "You're a git. Eat rubber chicken."
    Piono immediately unleashes his boon from the God of Slapstick Comedy, and the Godmodder is blasted backwards by a veritable geyser of rubber chickens that spew from a portal opened up right in front of Piono.
    The Godmodder immediately rights himself, but Piono's already stood back up as well, and is crackling with power again. This time, with power even greater than he's demonstrated before. It seems like whatever he initially set up the power up sequence for, it's about time for it to happen.

    Worldshatter
    [SDVX] Havox (extended)

    Piono breathes deeply, and stretches forth his hand, Ircucvci materializing in it, and pulling out Ultimatum in the other hand. He spreads his arms out, and all 36 of his elemental artifacts (apparently he's got more than just the 25 he started out with now) flash into existence, hovering behind him.
    Piono stares down the Godmodder. "IT'S VERY RARE THAT SOMEONE GETS TO DEMONSTRATE THIS LEVEL OF POWER WITHOUT BEING A GODMODDER, AND I DOUBT THAT EVEN IN THIS FORM I CAN TAKE YOU DOWN IN A FAIR FIGHT, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? SCREW IT. LET'S FINISH THIS WITH A BANG, NO MORE BACKWARDS TRICKS, NO MORE CHEAP SHOTS, JUST ME THROWING EVERYTHING I'VE GOT AT YOU AND SEEING WHAT STICKS TO YOUR UGLY FACE."
    The Godmodder is about to laugh in Piono's face when Piono is suddenly in the Godmodder's face, slashing away with Ircucvci, the Godmodder casually, almost boredly, blocks every incoming strike, but is blown backwards a bit when Piono swings in with Ultimatum and opens fire, sending a solid wall of projectiles into the Godmodder.
    The Godmodder isn't hurt though, he moves forward again, and swings his weapon down towards Piono, and Piono twirls around him, sending a blast of divine energy at the Godmodder, which barely even flinches him. The Godmodder comes screaming back towards Piono and when Piono brings Ultimatum back up for another strike, swings down, causing Piono to have to curve back out of the way.
    Piono slams Ultimatum into the back of the Godmodder's head with the momentum of the spin, knocking the Godmodder back a fair bit, but the Godmodder isn't deterred, and starts flying up towards Piono. Piono takes this perfectly uses the straight-on trajectory to get an easy lock on, holds Ultimatum with both hands, and opens fire.
    A massive stream of all kinds of ammo descends down from the sky, almost as if in slow motion, and slams into the Godmodder. The Godmodder is powerful, but the raw kinetic force of the onslaught is enough to push him down. The Godmodder hits the ground with a crack, and pushes up against it, arm raised to shield himself from the onslaught.
    Then he opens a portal. Through it pours the massive onslaught of bullets, rockets, lasers and more, then he opens up to the portal in reverse, causing the stream to fight against itself, the explosions of kinetic force pushing back and making a wall of white right in front of the Godmodder.
    Then the Godmodder pushes the portal forwards, slowly flying up and moving the wall of death closer to Piono, who can't see it coming because there is a wall of projectiles in front of his line of view. Finally the Godmodder gets up within melee range and swipes upwards, cleaving Ultimatum in half, sending Piono flying backwards with the force of the explosion.
    Piono quickly rights himself in the air, and the Godmodder rolls his eyes as Piono comes screaming down towards him, sword held in both hands.
    "БЕАТДОWН"
    Piono launches into a super attack, swinging his sword in patterns around the Godmodder so fast that the eye cannot follow, leaving behind hazy afterimages of himself, knocking the Godmodder in every direction with his barrage of unstoppable bladed fury.
    The Godmodder sighs and reaches out his hand, closing it around Ircucvci. Piono looks up in shock as the Godmodder glares at him, and clenches his fist. Cracks shoot up and down the sword, and before Piono can pull away, a monstrously powerful explosion sends him careening down to the ground as Ircucvci shatters into a million pieces. The Godmodder lands in front of Piono and drops the shards on the ground.
    Godmodder: I've let you pull off too many of those super attacks in the past. It's about time I stopped letting you pester me like that.
    Piono stands back up and screams, causing a large number of ghostly forms to shape up behind him, the Godmodder takes a step back, the godly boons again. Piono begins shouting names as he steps forward, calling upon the power of one god after another to pummel the Godmodder with different energies.
    He calls upon the mother of all custard pies, a massive cow stampede, drops a house on the Godmodder's head, then follows it up with the boxing glove of infinite knockback and a boot to the head. The Godmodder is mostly unconcerned, and finally gets tired of this, demonstrating his lack of amusement by swinging his weapon up and unleashing a blast of the same power he used to defeat the gods previously to completely defuse Piono's boons, causing him to slide backwards a large distance. Piono looks up as the shades of the gods fade away into colorless smoke, and back down at the Godmodder.
    The Godmodder grins. Piono twitches.
    Piono reaches back, and his massive earth hammer streaks into his hands, and with a quick snap of his fingers, it shrinks down to a usable, though still quite hefty, size. He swings underhanded and a barrage of rocks shoots up towards the Godmodder, who blocks them with a shield made of paper mache. The Godmodder spin-throws his shield straight at Piono, who smashes it off into the distance with his hammer, and leaps at the Godmodder.
    "ЦАТАЦЛЫСМ"
    He slams down his hammer with all of his might, and massive rocks streak forwards up out of the ground with enough force to impale a tank, let alone a single man. The godmodder does a triple backflip up into the air, right over the spike that would've slammed into him, and lands on the tippy top, in perfect position for hit the incoming thrown mountain with a baseball bat, sending it careening right back at Piono.
    Piono attempts to hit the mountain back with his hammer, but instead of being able to initiate a game of back and forth with the Godmodder, the Godmodder leaps forward and jumps on the mountain as Piono hits it with his hammer, causing the mountain to increase in power, and bend the hammer back until the head of hit shatters, sending out a massive shockwave of power that shatters the earth as far as the eye can see, and making a massive crater that Piono falls down into.
    The Godmodder lifts the mountain that Piono had chucked at him and tosses it over his shoulder, where it lands with a massive THUD. An arrow streaks up towards the Godmodder with a massive amount of power, but the Godmodder doesn't even sidestep it, he just grabs the arrow between his pinky and thumb, then snaps it in half, sending the two halves of the arrow clattering to the ground.
    Piono jumps up out of the crater on a gust of wind and begins machine-gunning arrows down at the Godmodder, who dances out of the way, literally. He doesn't even do a dance that makes sense for evasion, he literally break dances out of the way of all the arrows. Piono roars with anger and draws the bowstring all the way back, as far back as he can get it to go.
    "СУПЕРЦЕЛЛ"
    Piono unleashes an arrow that has mach-speed winds flowing behind it, the eye of the largest storm ever conceived in an arrow that twists around and streaks towards the Godmodder so fast it ignites the air.
    The Godmodder backhands it casually, sending it clattering away as if it were nothing more than a nerf dart, and before Piono can nock another arrow, he darts forward and sparta kicks Piono back into the crater, catching the bow and snapping it across his knee.

    This song and dance continues for quite a while, Piono pulls up another of his elemental artifacts, and the Godmodder destroys it. However, since I've only got so much time in the day, and you guys are probably better off not having to read it all, I'll just give bullet points of each of them.

    ДЕЛУГЕ: Piono's water trident is used to summon a massive tsunami that the Godmodder surfboards over, before bending into a hoop shape and spin-throwing off into the distance.
    АРМАГЕДДОН: Piono's fire axe is used to call down a great and terrible firestorm that the Godmodder puts out with a firehose, before smashing the axe with a replica of a tree.
    ГАИА: Piono's plant staff is used to call up a mighty jungle full of vines and poisonous plants that the Godmodder proceeds to cook into a stew and eat, before using the staff as firewood.
    СУПЕРНОВА: Piono's energy rifles simple fire off one of the largest energy blasts in living history, which the Godmodder reflects into the sky with a mirror, before corking them up, causing them to explode looney-tunes style.
    РАГНАРОК: Piono's ice rapier freezes everything so hard that the air itself shatters, but the Godmodder is wearing a fur coat so he comes out just shouts really loud and the rapier is sundered.
    ТХУНДЕРХЕАД: Piono's lightning wand is used to summon the mother of all lightning bolts, carrying billions of volts, but the Godmodder is carrying his trusty "lightning rod" which grounds the entire thing, dispelling it. He then uses the wand as a chopstick with special fish that absorbs all of the wand's electrical power.
    ФЕРРОЦУМУЛУС: Piono's Metal flail rips all of the metal in the vicinity out and turns it into razor sharp shards that fly towards the Godmodder only to get stuck on a convenient giant bar magnet, so the Godmodder comes over and breaks one of the links in the flail's chain, causing the spikey ball to fly off into the distance.
    МИНДБРЕАК: Piono's Mind crown is used to unleash a mental barrage of epic proportions upon the Godmodder, and it just sorta fails because failed. The Godmodder then pops out all the gems in the crown, causing it to depower.
    АБОМИНАТИОН: Piono's Beast catchpole is used to summon one of the mightiest abominations ever summoned, only for the Godmodder to tame it with his tame-o-matic 5000, and sick it on Piono, which breaks the catchpole in the ensuing struggle.
    БРЕАКДОWН: Piono's Machine wrench is used to build a gargantuan mecha, which has a screw loose at the bottom and falls apart immediately. The Godmodder then points out all the ways that the wrench breaks safety regulations, causing it to retire out of shame.
    ЦОНТИНУУМ: Piono's Space whip is used to pull space apart, and lengthen the space between all of the Godmodder's molecules so that they fly apart, but the Godmodder just reassembles himself, then ties the whip into a useless knot.
    ЕПОЧ: Piono's Time watch is used to create a massive continuity snarl and convoluted series of time loops that the Godmodder could never escape, except it's interrupted by the arrival of the temporal guardian, who Piono enters into a grand duel with, only to lose and have the watch taken when the Godmodder rigs it in the guardian's favor.
    ГЕНЕСИС: Piono's Light mace is used to create a powerful solid illusion, that would be strong enough to fight the Godmodder if it weren't for the fact that it's not, and the Godmodder presses the off button on the mace, then shatters it when the light goes out.
    АПОЦАЛЫПСЕ: Piono's Dark gauntlet is used to create writhing shadows that pierce the Godmodder with infinitely sharp edges born of incorporeality, but the Godmodder is not afraid of the dark and thus unaffected, so he decides to make the gauntlet more cheerful and draws happy colors on it, causing the gauntlet to quit out of indignation.
    ЕВИСЦЕРАТИОН: With Piono's Blood knife, Piono attempts to liquify the Godmodder's organs with his own internal abilities, but the Godmodder has already mastered his own internal organs, and scrambles Piono's instead, stealing the knife and doing something with it while the camera is focused on Piono trying to reassemble his insides.
    ЕХПАНСЕ: Piono's Void sickle is used to conjure up a mighty vortex that attempts to draw the Godmodder in but he uses his trusty vacuum to counter it, then makes the sickle void itself and poof out of existence.
    Дивиниты: Piono's Order scepter attempts to totally crystallize the Godmodder, rendering him unable to move, but the Godmodder is used to hostile transformations and just shrugs it off, introducing the scepter to random number scripts, causing it to self destruct.
    ФОРБИДДАНЦЕ: With his Chaos ring, Piono attempts to accelerate entropy, making the Godmodder totally fall apart at the absence of any cohesive meaning, but the Godmodder took his gobbledygook course freshman year in highschool and technobabbles up an excuse. He then explains that the ring cannot be an incarnation of chaos because it's made of metal and metal is made of orderly structures. It vanishes in a puff of logic.
    ЕХТИНЦТИОН: Piono uses his Life scythe to try and drain all of the life out of the Godmodder, but the Godmodder has too much, and the scythe overloads and explodes.
    НЕВЕРМОРЕL: Piono tries to use his Death scythe to rip out the Godmodder's soul, but the Godmodder is the master of soul magics and the scythe implodes by having all its power drained.
    АСПИРАТИОН: Piono tries to use his Hope vial to give himself a shot of hope and empower his further attacks, but the Godmodder drinks it first, using it to then crush:
    СИНГУЛАРИТЫ: Piono's attempt with his Gravity chestplate before he can even START to make a black hole. The pure hope power makes the chestplate explode.
    ЦАЦОПХОНЫL: Piono uses his Sound guitar to write the ultimate song, so powerful even gods will wither before its majesty. The Godmodder gives it a 0 star review, and the guitar falls into despair and kills itself.
    ЕРАДИЦАТЕ: Piono attempts to use his Ink pen to write the Godmodder's existence out of existence but the Godmodder gives the book a terrible review and something something pen breaks.
    АРЦАНУМ: Piono attempts to use his magic amulet to perform the ultimate magical maelstrom on the Godmodder, but the Godmodder disproves the maelstrom AND the amulet with SCIENCE.
    ДИСРУПТИОН: Piono attempts to disrupt the Godmodder's form with his Distortion mirror but the Godmodder points out that he's used that basic idea already and the Curse of Repetition destroys the mirror before Piono can finish the attack.
    УЛТИМА: Piono pulls out his Creation pickaxe and creates the ultimate weapon, but then the Godmodder creates the ultimater weapon and destroys the pickaxe and the ultimate weapon.
    ФИНАЛЕ: Piono tries to just obliterate the Godmodder using his Oblivion rod but the Godmodder points out that I've never had any interesting ideas for oblivion energy attacks so the attack fails on the basis of being boring, and the Godmodder takes the rod and throws it into a font of pure creation.
    НИГХТМАРЕ: Piono's Dream naginata puts the Godmodder into a living nightmare, which he opts to just wake up from, and when he does so the naginata is gone.
    РЕНД: Piono's Reality scroll allows him to rewrite the laws of physics to remove Godmodding from being a thing temporarily, but then the Godmodder argues that it clearly still does because he just ripped the scroll in half.
    СЫСТЕМ ЕРРОР and ДИМЕНСИОНАЛИТЫ with Piono's Code rocket launcher and Tetrominoes shield don't even get a chance to get started because the Godmodder is getting bored by that point and just takes the weapons and breaks them preemptively,
    ФЛАВОРТАСТИЦ fails because Ranch Dressing is a weaksauce element, and blenders are terrible weapons and ДЕРАИЛЕД gets disrupted because Piono never finishes tying the Godmodder to the railroad tracks to run him over with his Train train before the Godmodder smashes it.

    Piono bounces backwards across the ground away from the trainwreck of an attack he attempted on the Godmodder just previously. He struggles to stand up. All of his elemental artifacts except for the one with control over ranch dressing have been destroyed, and his powers are starting to fade.
    The Godmodder: Piono, what exactly were you trying to accomplish?
    The Godmodder lands in front of Piono, picking him up by the scruff of the neck, then tossing him away, sending him skidding across the ground.
    The Godmodder: A grand scheme, a grand attack that would somehow undo the thousands of mistakes you've made in the past?
    Piono tries to stand up, only for the Godmodder to kick him in the face, sending him tumbling backwards once more.
    The Godmodder: Somehow reverse this battle's inevitable outcome?
    Piono comes up to his feet out of the roll, only for the Godmodder to throw a basketball at him. The basketball hits Piono at a quarter of the speed of light, square in the jaw, and Piono crumples again.
    The Godmodder: Do you think this is a game? That if you just try hard enough, and use the joy inside your heart... that that's all its going to take?
    The Godmodder walks over to Piono, and looks down at him with contempt. Piono tries to get up, only for the Godmodder to kick him in the ribs. He kicks Piono in the ribs several more times for good measure.
    The Godmodder: Oh, and don't think I don't know about your special little hope. You've voiced it often enough.
    The Godmodder stomps on Piono's chest sending a heaving gasp out of him.
    The Godmodder: You somehow think you can save the people I've killed.
    The Godmodder picks up Piono by the collar of his armor, and holds him up, looking the bloodied Piono right in eyes.
    The Godmodder: Piono... they're gone. And they're always going to be gone.
    The Godmodder: Down there, in the depths of a prison even lower than the HEXAGONAFIELD...
    The Godmodder: Nothing can escape from that. Nothing can be saved.
    The Godmodder holds up Piono right in front of him, holding his own hand back, forming a massive shining spear of light in it.
    The Godmodder: And now... it's time... for you... to join them.
    Piono coughs up a bit of blood stares defiantly into the Godmodder's eyes. "I'm not out of tricks yet you smug gorilla." The Godmodder blinks, and suddenly feels a massive tentacle wrap around his torso, and yank him backwards, causing him to drop Piono. The slapping kraken never got dismissed, and decides it wants a shot at the Godmodder.
    Piono falls to the ground, and while the Godmodder goes about his task of turning the slapping kraken into calamari, Piono slowly comes to his feet. There was on weapon he has in his inventory that he's never used before, that he doesn't know the reliability of, but that is his only option left.
    It is time to call upon the powers of the rapture.
    The Godmodder turns around as a massive, shining, shimmering light made up of all the colors of reality, reds, blues, ultraviolets, every color combination ever seen by any being, all swirled together in a blaze of glory.
    Piono stands shakily, pointing the sword right at the Godmodder. "FIne. I MAy Not HAve THe POwer To BEat YOu NORMally, But I CAn STill GIve It My BEst SHot." and he swings the sword. A blazing cut of glory shatters the landscape, darting straight towards the Godmodder, who steps to the side of it, and blips over to Piono, punting him into the sky.
    Piono heaves one final breath, and looks down.
    "облитерате"
    He points the sword downwards and ghosts of all the elements form up. You can see colors representing almost every power to have ever existed swirl together in a massive vortex of obliterative anger, and it rushes down to meet the Godmodder. The Godmodder has no intention of letting the first attack Piono has let off that actually has a chance of harming him hit him head-on however, and immediately moves out of the way, but Piono swipes sideways, and the Godmodder soon finds himself being followed by a wave motion beam of pure destructive energy.
    So the Godmodder curves up towards Piono, ready to strike him down for his folly, but Piono is already having problems of his own. Rapture is shaking in his hands, vibrating rapidly and shaking more and more violently, so as he swings it around to try and block the Godmodder's incoming strike he is in no position to stop it from coming apart at the seams and ripping to screaming omni-destructional pieces.

    And then everything turned to white.

    Terminatus
    At the Price of Oblivion - 03 Even in Death

    Piono floated in a void of pure white. Around him floated echoes of his own power, bouncing back off of some unknown presence. "Is this it? Did I die? No, wait, I probably wouldn't ache so much if I had died." Piono experimentally blows some air backwards to propel himself forwards, and is relieved to discover that he does in fact move. At least, he thinks he does, it's hard to tell without a frame of reference.
    He propels himself forward for a while, hoping to maybe find something, but after a while of moving around, in various directions, with no change in anything, he begins to get tired. He hasn't got much time, he thinks, all the power up surges should kick in at some point, there's absolutely no way he's got enough time to just screw around.
    "Hello?" He shouts. The sound echoes around the void, coming back to him over and over again from different angles, each time growing softer, so that it goes from a single loud echo, eventually fading to many quiet whispers that fade into silence. No response other than that.
    He tries again. "Is anyone there?"
    "Why don't you tell me?"
    Piono whirls around at the sound of the familiar, and extremely unwelcome voice. That of his own, from a time long past. Eric. He looks Eric up and down, but it's not Eric, not exactly. It's himself. Or, well, the two of them share a body, but Eric before didn't take the appearance of Piono, with all the extra runes and stuff, but now? All the body modifications are shared between them, exactly, down to the modified eyes.
    "You."
    "No, you. We're the same person."
    "No we're not, we may be the same body, but I'm not you."
    "And I'm not me either."
    "Then who are you?"
    "I already said who I am."
    "How can you be me? Unless this is a dream sequence?"
    "It is in a way."
    "What do you mean, in a way? Am I dead?"
    "Sort of."
    "How can I only be sort of dead?"
    "In the manner that reality doesn't register you as 'alive' right now, and that depending on what decision you make, it's analysis will shortly be correct."
    "How is that possible?"
    "In short? You ripped a hole in the Multiverse. We're floating in the edge space right now. The point around the fringes, that holds the energy, the information, that makes everything run in the background while nobody's paying attention. The portion that nobody thinks about, that nobody KNOWS about."
    "I'm confused."
    "That's understandable. It's a hard concept to grasp without a lot of explaining of metaphysics and the lines between the worlds."
    "..."
    "You have a question?"
    "A few actually, the first of which being; if you're me, and I don't know this stuff, how come you do?"
    "Because much like everything else here, it's only true in a manner of speaking. I am the culmination of what you are in the current moment. Everything you've achieved, everything you've hoped, everything you've feared. All of it, manifested into an illusion here to give you direction before you head back into the fray for the last time."
    "Then why are you here?"
    "To give you a choice. Where things go from here rests on many shoulders, the individual decisions of around… 50 people, a group to the forefront of which you have stepped once more."
    "So what's my choice then? Is it a life or death sort of thing?"
    "No, while that's a time honored tradition, you already made that choice, and it would not be right to give you the power to avoid the consequences of that decision. No, what I am here to offer you is a choice between vengeance and justice."
    "That doesn't make sense."
    "Doesn't it? What you want in this moment, more than anything, is to see the Godmodder suffer for all the destruction he has caused, for all the people he has hurt. For all the times he's hurt YOU. The gears are already in motion for the retribution against him. What you do at this point will not change the final outcome."
    "Then what's the point of bringing me here, if none of it matters?"
    "I didn't say that. While you do not have the power to whether or not the Godmodder dies, the trust and faith placed in you by the many who are now standing at your side has put you in a peculiar position. You cannot change the destination, but you can change the path of the journey."
    "Meaning?"
    "You have two choices now, the power to make the Godmodder suffer, to make him understand what he's done, and to wrack his soul with anguish and pain. This will perhaps deal a few extra points of damage to his already rather low health bar, but they are points that would be lost by other means if you do not choose that path. The thing you would be gaining here would be retribution, the ability to make the Godmodder properly suffer for what he has done, to return upon him pain for all the pain that he has caused other people, a way to exact your anger on the person who is its target."
    "Then what could you possibly offer me that could be better than that?"
    "Justice. In the other hand available to you is the power to ruin the Godmodder's work. To tear down his armies, at least in part, and leave his empire devastated. To return death and destruction on all of those who have aided the Godmodder, who see to benefit from the crimes he has committed. The power to tear down the support pillars of his empire and leave him to try and pick up the pieces, and in doing so give your friends and many others who you will never know the chance to rally, to rebuild their lives and do something. To return hope to reality, and open up a path for new heroes, so that should the Godmodder fail to fall at the end of this war, then others may continue to fight him."
    "Wait are you saying that we lose?"
    "No, I'm saying that I am bound against telling you the outcome. Knowing whether your friends can carry on the fight to its conclusion without you would change the decision you make here."
    "If you want me to choose a specific outcome, then why don't you just tell me which to choose and be done with it?'
    "Because free choice is an essential part of living, of why reality exists. Some don't get the freedom of choice, but those who do must be allowed to enact their responsibility to do so. Without that, there is no purpose, and as such it would be… a form of sacrilege to make a poor metaphor if I were to divest you of your final choice."
    "So this is really it then?"
    "You're not getting out of this, no. You will die, the Godmodder will claim your soul, and the war shall continue on without you."
    "Then I have only one more question."
    "Of course."
    "How can I trust you. How can I trust any of this? Time and time again the Godmodder has fooled us with tricks, traps and all manner of deception. For heavens sake, the chain of events that led me to this very place was caused by me falling for his lies and dragging everyone else along with me. So how do I know this isn't just another illusion, conjured up in my last moments to torment me with the knowledge that I've failed completely and utterly?"
    "Look."
    And the conjuration points upwards. Piono looks up and can see the Bank of Actions, the Godmodder rallying his troops and preparing to make his counterattack against the forces of the Anti Godmodder players who stand against him. The players, weary, beaten down, but not defeated. There is still hope shining in their eyes, a will to fight, to see the day won at any cost. Some of them take looks up towards the void where Piono and the conjuration are, but they know that their fight is more urgent.
    "Can they see us?"
    "No but they can see the tear you opened up in the sky with your final attack. A streak of white through the sky of purgatory. You know now that I am not lying, so choose."
    "..."
    "Well?"
    "I don't want to choose. Both of these things need to happen."
    "I'm afraid you don't have a choice about choosing this time. Much as your decisions to follow the rules presented to you have oft caused you and others trouble, your decisions to break off the path, and choose something different has just as frequently brought things to an unfortunate halt."
    "I… I can't…"
    "But you must. Choosing not to choose is a choice in and of itself."
    "But…"
    "You cannot hide from this."
    "I…"
    "You cannot run from this."
    "I…"
    "You cannot pretend you are something you are not."
    "I…"
    "And this is a moment that will define who you are remembered as for all of eternity."
    "I… choose…"
    "So think very, very carefully."
    "..."
    "Well?"
    "I choose

    Omnicide
    The Plagues- Prince of Egypt Soundtrack

    The Godmodder looks up at the rift. He was barely out of range of it when whatever Piono did to open it happened. He's definitely going to need to do something about it, especially if Piono actually manages to come back and do something.
    In fact…
    He thinks he'll do something about it right now. His entities should have the players well in hand, even with the damages they've sustained, he can go up and claim his soul right now, another little nugget of power can't hurt, can it?
    The Godmodder flies upwards towards the massive rift in the sky, and twirls his weapon. This will only take a second, he just needs to patch up the fabric of reality around it, then stitch it closed with a smidgen of Godmodding power. Peculiar that a mere player was able to do something like this…
    Hmm.. his soul doesn't seem to be here, did it fall into the a hand suddenly darts out of the rift and grabs the Godmodder by his neck, Piono slowly pushes out of the rift, holding the Godmodder who finds himself… extremely oddly unable to break himself free of Piono's neck grasp.
    Godmodder: This…
    "This isn't my power, I know that. I'm borrowing from someone else for a few moments. Lots of someone else's. I was given a choice, and I made a decision, so before you take my soul I'm going to make you regret killing my friends. Regret killing me."
    Godmodder: And what do you think you're going to do?
    "Bring justice."
    The Godmodder feels an odd prickling on the back of his neck. An unpleasant sensation to be sure, but not pain. It's definitely not going to deal any damage at this rate at the very least.
    Godmodder: What are you-
    "Taking aim."
    And then the Godmodder sees. He can see his entire empire, armies arrayed across worlds, monsters in the void, stationed in the ruins of the homes of fallen godlings. Destruction and ruin reigned over by his own creations and stolen minds. A massive arrayed army scattered out across a vast cosmos, more and more of it falling under the Godmodder's purview with every passing moment. The Godmodder can't help but smile. He can see everything that he's accomplished, he's done the impossible, subjugated almost all of a reality.
    And then he notices that something is wrong.
    A shadow moves across his empire. Nobody notices it, not one of his numerous mages, oracles and great beasts see something. He wants to shout a warning, bark orders, tell them that someone's getting ready to do… something. But he can't he's not actually there, only aware of it.
    A voice whispers in his ear. Then it suddenly screeches so loud that he can't register anything it says. Finally, it tries a third time and he can hear Piono's voice clearly "-umber of… oh there we go you can hear me now. I'm not going to bother saying much. Every word I say to you wastes energy I could be using to do what I'm about to do, so, I'll just leave you with this little message from a dead man walking."
    "Look upon your works ye mighty and despair."
    And with that, Piono strikes. The Godmodder feels an enormous surge of energy push out into the hidden cloud that has settled over his empire and a shot of fear runs through his heart. He suddenly knows what's about to happen, and even if Piono hadn't temporarily incapacitated him, he doubted he could save all of it from everything that's about to ensue.

    Far away, up in the real world, arctic reposition station #5082 sits quiet. A pair of soulraze soldiers sit at a table, sipping cups of Godmodder Brand™ tea to keep themselves warm. The prisoners within the facility have been quiet tonight, less of the usual crying and screams. Strange, usually they don't go into starvation comas until Wednesday. "Hey. What's that out there?"
    The soulraze soldier looks up at where his companion is pointing. "Looks like a flash of lightning. Just another storm, just because it's cold doesn't mean we can't get lightning." Then he blinks as the lightning crackles again, flashing with brilliant intensity, and making its way all the way across the sky."
    "That big?"
    "No, not that big." and then the thunder hits. A wave of sound hits the wall where the two soldiers are sitting that rattles their teacups with its intensity. "And not that fast too, those clouds are coming in hot."
    "You think we've got an attack coming in?"
    "Sound the alarm, we've got a demigod or storm mage or something coming in, I'd stake my yearly not getting a wage on it."
    "On it."
    Soon the entire facility has been roused to full alert, gates and doors being closed, windows shuttered and reinforced, all weapons put on alert to try and track down whoever is bringing in the storm and blow them out of the sky.
    But the storm rolls in ever closer, the first massive sheets of rain hitting with a thunderous drumming that almost completely blinds them, and even their most sophisticated radar still can't see anything out there but lightning and rain.
    In the main headquarters, the officer and his sargeants meet with each other. "What do you think is going on?" "I have no idea, but something's definitely not right." "Well, we'll weather this storm until whoever's setting it up-" and he never finishes the sentence, because at that very moment, a lightning bolt meters in diameter slams into the control center of the facility, reducing the entire thing to expanding stone vapor in an instant, killing every soulraze trooper in the building at once. Not only that, but every electric system in the building bursts with sparks and molten metal, the power sent surging through the systems overloading everything at once. The Soulraze soldiers are left in the dark.
    The various soldiers stumble around, lighting flashlights and headlamps to try and stumble their way around, but the assault isn't done. Powerful winds tear into the walls of the building, sending walls tumbling down with the sheer force of the gusts, more lightning strikes land with precision, wiping out engineers and repairmen who attempt to repair anything, scattering molten rock with lightning blast after lightning blast, ripping the entire thing to shreds.
    A group of soulraze guards move down to the basement to try and get out of the way of the storm, but as they get down there they find something incredibly disconcerting. The prisoners are free, and very, very angry. With a shout, the soulrazers attempt to mow down the prisoners causing them to take shelter in their cells, but there are too many of them, and the soulrazers retreat back up to a mid-level stairwell…
    Only for the winds of the storm to rip the ceiling clean off. Several lightning strikes later, there is nothing left of the soulraze soldiers but smoking piles of ash, and the prisoners climb out of their area, watching as the clouds break up supernaturally fast, and fade away.
    One of the newer prisoners turns to the others, shivering a bit in the arctic cold, but he can see the storehouse for the soldiers' gear nearby. They'll be able to survive. "Brothers, sisters and other! Today is the day of our freedom. Today is the day we take back our lives, today is the beginning of our campaign to take back our homelands from the Godmodder!" A number of cheers of various strength go back up, and the numerous survivors offer up prayers of thanks to whatever unknown god offered them such sudden and powerful salvation.

    The Godmodder looks on in horror as scenes like that player out in many locations across his empire, stations ripped apart by high winds, spaceships rendered useless by meteor strikes, important communication towers struck down with lightning, but it is only the beginning.

    In Salt Mine #901109 on the planet Exilair, a number of Pro-Godmodder slaverbots whip their prisoners, ordering them to mine out the salt that is needed for their tears-based fuel. The first sign they have that something might be amiss is when the ground begins to rumble.
    The Slavemasterbot sighs, it hates it when slaves die, it's so frustrating when he has to whip the new ones into submission, it's such a waste of time, and every time an earthquake happens they lose several hundred slaves.
    But then the earth continues shake and the Slavemasterbot begins to get worried, if there's a really bad earthquake coming, they might lose as much as half the slave population in one go, and that would be absolutely unacceptable, he might even get his pay docked for such a blatant mismanagement of resources.
    The Slavemasterbot is about to order the slaverbots to go call some of the slaves out of the mine when a massive spike of rock shoots up out of the ground and impales the slavemasterbot with extreme prejudice. The slavemasterbot looks down at what remains of its torso with surprise as its electronics start to fail and its eyes grow dim.
    The slaverbots panic, but have little time to react as the ground erupts with rock, crushing them, opening up crevices that then slam close, grinding the bot within to fine metal dust within, and more.
    The slaverbots scramble to try and find a way to stop the onslaught, but their mining equipment has been overturned and smashed. It's like the very ground beneath their feet has erupted in fury with the atrocities they have commited in the name of their dark master. They're too busy panicking to realize that larger portions of the ground are opening up, and bringing with them rock platforms full of slaves, to see the surface sun for the first time in years.
    When the shaking finally stops, the last handful of slaverbots look around themselves… and realize that they are absolutely surrounded by miners, miners who are equipped with heavy mining equipment. And the slaverbots are outnumbered, with no heavy weaponry left to back them up.
    The slaverbots do not last long.

    The Godmodder tries to scream in rage as he watches the scenes play out all across the cosmos, the very ground turning against his armies and swallowing up entire battalions, freeing enslaved miners and bringing entire fortresses to ruin. But nothing he tries to say stops the disasters.

    In a distant research station, a godmodder-hired mad scientist works on his latest creation. The baby cannon. A cannon that fires babies. Should it work properly, not only will it be a vastly powerful weapon in the hands of capable soldiers, but it should do a great job at demoralizing opponents, and also improve the efficiency of one of the manners in which the Godmodder punishes those who rebel against his rule.
    He hears a rumble, and looks outside. Well, that's not right, the sky's not supposed to be a glowing red at this time of day is it? It's usually a calm green, and it definitely does not glow like that. He absolutely CANNOT work under these conditions, so he storms out of the lab to go confront the soldiers and get them to put the sky back to normal.
    He storms up to the roof to find the positioned guards gawking at the sky. He immediately demands why they're not doing anything to fix it, and they reply that they don't know why it's like that. They can call their superiors and try to get things fixed up, but they aren't sure how long that will take.
    The mad scientist is enraged, and is about to take it out on the poor soldiers when fire begins raining from the skies. Waves of flaming death descending from the heavens, raining death and destruction upon the Godmodder's forces. A massive chunk of fire slamming into the position where the mad scientist and his guards are, killing them all.
    Down below, in the holding cells where a number of grieving mothers await their termination, a piece of fire scorches through the ceiling of the room and destroys the door to their cell. They clamber out, and have soon found their crying children. Though some of them will never see their husbands or other children ever again, they can take comfort that they've had this little bit restored to them.

    The Godmodder writhes as burning rain descends down upon his empires, scorching away the evil he has left to grow wherever he could place it to take root. Precision strikes, destroying all that he has worked to build.

    Out in a distant station orbiting a distant star, a massive farming complex has been set up, using slave labor (as all the Godmodder's things do) to grow food in vast quantities for his mighty armies.
    George has known nothing but hardship and pain his entire life, the work forced upon those who are born in the Godmodder's empire no less than those who were forced into it once older. He has seen nothing new except for the constant shifting of faces as slaves die in the fields and their slave drivers are changed out for new ones to keep them from somehow getting attached to any of the slaves.
    But today he sees something different. He works out in the field and finds one of the cornstalks being chewn on by a strange thing. George leans in and looks at it. "hello there little friend, you can't eat that, we need it for…" the grasshopper looks up at him and chirps.
    One of the slavedrivers hears the noise and stalks over to George. "Hey, who's making that racket? We can't have-" George looks up at the slavedriver. "I'm sorry sir, it's just there's this little" The slavedriver backhands him so hard that George topples over. Another bruise for the next day. "Don't speak until spoken to. Now what's this over here…" the slavedriver leans in to examine the grasshopper…
    And a swarm of locusts erupts from the plants, slamming into the slavedriver and lifting him screaming off his feet with millions of tiny bodies, biting and ripping at him even though their mandibles are made for tearing plant matter, not meat. It is not pleasant for him.
    George watches in muffled horror, but also excitement and a deep, dark pleasure as the slavedriver is torn apart by the insect horde, and more and more of the bugs pour out of the plantmatter, swarming outwards to rip into the slavedrivers. One of them screams and hurries through the door, shutting it behind him. But then he hears the thudding. One after another, gentle slamming on the door, until it grows louder and louder, more and more persistent, dents appearing in the metal until the door explodes inwards, smashed inwards by the fury of billions of bugs.

    The Godmodder can't believe what he is watching. Storms, earthquakes, raining fire and now plagues of bugs greater even than those spoken of in the bible. All he can do is watch in fury and horror as more and more of his settlements fall to the onslaught.

    On another world, soulraze soldiers in a massive dropship are chasing down the teenage daughter of a warlord who found the Godmodder's taxes too atrocious for his people to bear. He and his wife were dragged away screaming, but his daughter escaped.
    Not for much longer however, as the dropship closes in on her location. She nocks an arrow, knowing that her attempt to fight back with the primitive weaponry she has available to herself will be useless against the soldiers. But her father chose to fight and so will she.
    She looks out from behind the tree, then rolls to the side as a massive energy blast rips the tree in half. She's thrown to the ground, and the soulraze soldiers land, quickly advancing on her, her arrows clinking uselessly off her armor. She has no hope, nothing can save her now.
    And then the earth heaves. The soulraze forces look around worriedly, pointing their guns in every direction to try and figure out what it is that's causing the upheaval. And then the ground heaves upwards, an enormous titan of stone rising up out of hillside with baleful red eyes that looks down on the soulraze soldiers.
    The soldiers point their weapons up at this new threat and open fire, doing pitifully small amounts of damage before it stretches out its hand and squashes them, before turning to the dropship as it opens fire on it. The titan straightens up and with a single mighty swing, sends the dropship skipping across the landscape, smashing into tiny little pieces as it tumbles away.
    The titan leans down, peering at the girl, who cowers in fright as a massive stone hand encloses itself around her, she's so scared that she doesn't even notice the movement until the hand opens up once more, setting her on the titan's shoulder. The titan looks at her expectantly, and as she slowly comes out of her shock, she looks off into the distance, and points towards the city still occupied by soulraze forces. The titan nods, and lets out a sound that sounds like a mix between a rock slide and a bellow, and across the landscape, shapes rise up, massive creatures of rock rising from their slumber, and marching as one force on the occupying armies of the Godmodder.

    The Godmodder would gawk if he were in his body right now. All across reality, ancient beings are being called from their slumber, awoken to fight an enemy more powerful and dangerous than any other ever seen before. Titans, old gods, precursor machinery and slumbering wizards, all of them rise to the call, and begin to lay waste to the Godmodder's forces.

    On a distant battlefield, a mighty Godmodder-manufactured mecha marches through a rebellion's army. Three worlds, banded together with their greatest technology and magic, but they can do nothing to stop this single mechanical monstrosity from tearing through their ranks. It stomps and it shoots and it rips through everything, the soldiers inside laughing and joking and celebrating at getting such a cushy job.
    Out on the battlefield, the generals speak in worried voices, trying to figure out some way that they can possibly bring down the mighty shield generator that renders the mechanical monster invincible to every form of attack they have at their disposal.
    "Do we have any adventurer teams left?"
    "No, Jorgen's Japerers were the last ones, and they went silent after the last ten minutes of screaming on their radios. They're the last hope we had."
    "We can't surrender."
    "What else can we do?! Run and hide? The Godmodder's armies will just hunt us down and find us. If we lose here, we lose everything."
    "We've already lost, we can't-"
    And suddenly the mechanical beast shudders to a halt. Inside its cockpit the warriors scramble in terror as red lights blare, a pleasant female voice telling them that reactor shutdown is imminent, and that the power loss has rendered the shield useless.
    "What?"
    "I don't care what's going on, it's shield is down!"
    "But what if its another trap?"
    "I DON'T CARE, OPEN FIRE!"

    All across the Godmodder's empire critical machinery abruptly breaks down, clockwork gears shattering and spinning off into the distance, electrical wiring short circuiting and sending airships crashing into the ground, entire spaceships losing power and floating helplessly in space. Death robots fall apart mid-slaughter and more.

    In a necromantic study, a circle of dark mages working for the Godmodder ready their spell. The Telhaki Elves have been nothing but a thorn in the side of the occupation of this world. Their honor prevented them from submitting to the Godmodder, and their woodland skills make them too hard for the regular stationed forces to actually capture in large numbers. At the current rate it will be another year before all of them are found and subdued.
    So an alternative has been readied, genocide is the most efficient option, and the necromantic ritual needed to kill all of the remaining elves on the planet has been authorized. A few other species will inevitably get caught in the crossfire, but they have no significant abilities to offer to the empire, and as such, they are a non-issue.
    The ritual begins, candles being lit, sacrifices being made, and the chanting begins as a dark shadow falls upon the room. Tendrils of evil magic spread out from the room and begin connecting onto the their targets, and the magi can feel the life forces that they are preparing to snuff out.
    It never even occurs to them that the tendrils pooling around their feet were no longer under their control.
    With a shout, the mages let loose their final word, and, as a single group, are instantly disintegrated. All across the planet, everyone loyal to the Godmodder is vaporized by the spell gone wrong, utter and total genocide being committed against the intruders, and within moments, not a single PG aligned warriors stands alive.

    The Godmodder tries to scream as all across his empire, spells go wrong. Attack rituals explode violently, protective wards shut down, magical constructs turn on their masters and everything basically just gets even worse than it already was. It is, however, at this point that the Godmodder notices something, there's still hope for him. His empire is not being completely reduced to shambles, each of the disasters, though repeated ad infinitum across his space, do not hit everything. These attacks can only continue on for so long, and at the current rate, he may well have most of his empire left over afterwards...

    In Soulrazer Academy 21, the newest batch of recruits has just finished their training as the elite soldiers of the Godmodder. The graduation ceremony is both subdued and ostentatious. The Soulrazers must know their place, in that they are both lesser, but also greater. They are the elites but still expendable, and all of them know and glory in it.
    Drinks are being had, celebrating is ongoing, and all of them are looking forward to the following day, when they will be shipped off to their positions across reality to help the Godmodder in subduing the forces of good.
    The first sign that things are wrong is when a skeleton climbs out of the punchbowl and decapitates the headmaster. With an infernal screech, the skeleton leaps at another soulrazer and is quickly cut down.
    But it is not the only one. The ground erupts with the dead, ghosts, ghouls, revenants and ghosts flood into the academy hall, all of them crying out for vengeance, thirst for blood, a desire to end the forces that have wronged them and their descendants.
    It is a bloodbath, no matter how many of the spooks that the Soulraze forces attempt to destroy, there are always more, more, always more, crying out for vengeance on their fallen blood.
    Soon, nothing is left in the hall but the cries of the dead, who soon move on to avenge themselves on more of the vile warriors of the Godmodder.

    The Godmodder watches in sullen silence as across his empire, the souls of the dead who died without cause throughout his conquest rise once more, sweeping across his empire, fighting his armies and working to destroy that which they have come to hate with all their souls.

    One of the Godmodder's newest projects is nearing completion, the Godmodder Inquisition. The Godmodder is always looking for new ways to solidify his power even further, and propping himself up as a deity seemed like an interesting way to do it.
    So he created the Inquisition, a group of supposedly holy warriors who will fight to the death for their "god" and burn all the heretics who stand in their way. The dedication of the first chapel, a grand cathedral built on the broken backs of the innocent and mortared with their tears has begun. The inquisition stand in their ranks as the high priest gives the speech the Godmodder told him to give.
    "And so, as the divine verdict of our one and true god declares, we shall be blessed forever and ever for our efforts, am"hellfire for you, hellfire for you, hellfire for everyone. Pits open up all throughout the cathedral, spewing out burning hatred onto all of their number, inquisitors writhe in pain and fall to the floor, clutching at their clothes and faces as they are scorched by the fires of damnation.
    Within minutes the entire cathedral burns, its heresy reduced to black ash and slag within minutes of that. Every soul inside is dragged into the depths of the pit to be tortured for all eternity, as is right.

    The Godmodder blinks, or would if he had eyes right now. Isn't he allied with the forces of hell? Some strange magic of some kind must be at work, he'll have to talk with Lucifer later and ask about his part in this entire fiasco.

    Meanwhile, at the federal fraud investigation agency, the paper pushes are preparing their corrupt ways, monitoring the situation in purgatory, and getting ready to shut down.
    The head of the agency looks at his VP. "Well Ted, it's been a good run. Fenix did good, shame about his betrayal."
    "No kidding. At least Latula stayed true through the entire thing. You think the boss has got everything handled?"
    "Course he does, the dude can't lose!"
    "True enough, true enough."
    I'm not even going to sugarcoat this one, the filthy bureaucrats get struck down by heavenly retribution, a pillar of light that ascends into the sky and destroys all evil that it touches, scorching it off the face of reality.

    The Godmodder tries to frown, the angels have been an almost nonfactor in his conquest… if they have this kind of firepower at their request, actual, real divine smiting, why did they never use it against him in the past? Mysteries piled on mysteries.

    General Scotty, head of the Godmodder's 33rd advance incursion fleet looks out over the galaxy they're preparing to invade. This one's been a tough nut to crack, repelling several other invasions handily, to the point that the Godmodder himself almost took notice of it. Well, the 33rd is one of the best there is, and nothing this galaxy can throw at them has any chance of working.
    He orders his ships forward, and squints at the display as blips begin appearing. "Officer Scratch, what's that?" His surveillance officer looks through the numbers and looks up at him. "I don't know sir, they're red tendrils of some kind, they don't seem to be coming from anywhere, just sort of, ripping through space. I think we might want to avoid them, they seem like bad news."
    "Alright, keep the shields up too, whatever these guys are prepping against us we'd best be prepared. It'd be rather humiliating to lose to the first line of defense."
    "Aye aye sir." They throw up their shields, ready for whatever it is that the defenders might be preparing to fend off their assault. What they are not prepared for is for the red tendrils to appear inside the hull shortly thereafter and begin tearing apart the ships from the inside.
    Red energy of pure destruction rips through everything, rending the fleet in twain, every ship is torn to pieces, and those pieces torn to pieces.
    The entire fleet is destroyed, without so much as time to report back to base what is happening.

    The Godmodder is starting to get worried again. The red miles are rare to see outside of Homestuck, and the extent to which they're spreading across his empire is extremely concerning.

    Gasha twirled her spear. Another of the Godmodder's foul beasts defeated, but for every one she killed two more took its place. The horrorterrors and outer gods were powerful, but even they had their limits. The invasion of the Void had been continuing for who knows how long, time was weird here, but she felt like she'd been fighting for an eternity.
    She turned her spear again, ready to try and kill another lesser abomination, but was instead confronted with something much bigger. An enormous maw miles wide, filled with teeth the size of small buildings, with smaller teeth on those teeth that were just big enough to still be horrifically scary.
    She set her spear down. This was it, this was the point where she died. She looked upwards, and sent a cry in the festerbrood tongues to let her mad lord know that her time was at an end. She could still hear his screams as he fought against the great horrors of the Godmodder's army, but she could still hope.
    She closed her eyes to embrace death, but suddenly a fleeting shadow crosses the vision across her eyes and she hears the great beast in front of her let out a pained shriek. She opens her eyes and watches as an enormous shadow consumes the beast whole. She looks around herself, and black darknesses deeper than the void itself move across the surface of everything, expanding and contracting, formless and terrible.
    And every single one intent on consuming the mighty beasts of the Godmodder's army. She lets out a shout and jumps back into the fray.

    The Godmodder is definitely getting concerned now. He'd thought that at the very least his Void invasion wouldn't be interfered with, it was barely mentioned in passing a single time to ONE of the players… if Piono is really going this all out...

    A world burns. It's surface ravaged by mighty firestorms and riddled with craters. This world has been marked for death, and great juggernaut out in space has been pounding away at the shields built by its people to keep it safe from destruction for days. But finally, the shields have caved, all but a few tiny holdouts reduced to burning rubble, and soon those too will be gone, for all that is left to do now is unleash the planetcracker missile.
    All throughout the ship, alarms go off and robots and soulrazers move to their positions to make sure that the attack goes off without a hitch
    Bays open up, the parts of the bomb are assembled, and at last, the weapon is loaded into the main cannon. The people down on the surface pray to their fallen gods as the cannon takes careful aim at the heart of the planet and fires.
    Then a rift opens up, the bomb careens into a crack in reality, and disappears. The captain of the ship demands to know what happened, and when nobody can answer, shoots a grunt before demanding the cannon be loaded again.
    They never get a chance though, as the rift was not leading to outside reality, merely to another time and place. That time being roughly five minutes in the future, that place being inside the juggernauts primary reactor.
    Boom.

    The Godmodder wishes he could howl, spatio-temporal rifts are opening up all throughout the cosmos and with pinpoint precision, laying waste to even more of his forces. He can't bear to see this many deus ex machinas going on at a time.

    In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour, soulraze troops are busy subjugating the populace of a recent conquest. A father has pulled his wife and children into a side alley to try and escape pursuing soldiers, but to no avail, they've been caught.
    The two soulraze soldiers ready their guns, and nod to each other. This family could be a potential problem in the future. They'll start with the father and mother…
    And then one of the two clutches his chest and falls over. His companion looks down at him, and looks back up just in time to see the father slam a wooden board into his face. The soulraze soldier raises his gun in annoyance, only to likewise topple over, suddenly lifeless. The father looks down at them, then up at the explosions and gunfire still riddling the city, and decides that it's best not to look a gift horse in the mouth, and just escape with his family.

    The Godmodder doesn't even know what to do about this one, he can only watch as soldiers and officers, even robots and mighty beasts just suddenly keel over, divested of their life for no discernible reason.

    On the battlefield, the real life battlefield, which the Godmodder is not present on at the moment due to having had his consciousness hijacked by Piono, the real life players struggle against the Charmzard. Their entities were all turned at once, despite the warnings of Ion, Brillo and the power trio, and if things carry on like this for much longer, they're going to start losing players REALLY fast, even without the input of the Godmodder.
    Raven: This is it guys, looks like we're going to go bust now.
    Eyeoinlksnoaifnlye: No. We can't let this be the end, there must be something we can do.
    Jeff: I… We… We've lost. We… We couldn't do it…
    And then something happens. The Charmzard recognizes a familiar presence. One that he is so very, very unfond of since it instakilled his second form before he got to do anything with it. The Charmzard opens its mouth to call out to Piono, but suddenly screams instead.
    The players of the real world battlefield look on in fear and confusion as the Charmzard begins to spasm, and freak out, suddenly being consumed with visual and audio glitches, playing the sound the Soulrazer makes when it dies, the sound that the odd-numbered Sealed bosses play when summoned, even the sound of a mirror shattering, all while spasming around and shaking its head wildly.
    And then it's mind control breaks. All of the AG entities suddenly become AG again, and the real world players look around, wondering what just happened. The Charmzard isn't dead yet, so what on earth is happening?
    Raven: Alright, screw it, the charmzard's going to unglitch any moment now I can just feel it, let's kick 'im while he's down!
    The real world players immediately rally, and unload the best attacks they have into the Charmzard, which, incapacitated and glitched out as it is, is completely unable to stop them.

    The Godmodder screams in rage, finding a voice just to express his pure, unadulterated HATE. Not only is Piono glitching out key figures in his empire but he has the NERVE to send help to the real world players like that? How is this even possible, dead players shouldn't be able to affect the real world and other planes of reality! "Just popping in for the quest master's sake, I'm technically not affecting the real world directly. All of these attacks are being set up elsewhere and then being launched in, sorta like how we got Fred to go to the Legendary Weapon Vault in the real world despite us all being dead. Anyways, I'm going to finish ruining your day now I'm almost out of time."

    In a central fortress in the heart of the Godmodder's empire, his generals and officers are scrambling on the phones, from all over of everywhere they're getting calls, the sky raining down, ancient monstrosities arriving from who knows where, everything is falling apart all at once and they have no idea who's to blame.
    The generals work together to try and figure out a counter strategy. If the Godmodder comes back and finds his empire in ruins, there'll be heck to pay, and their heads will be the ones in debt.
    They're so engrossed in trying to save their lives that they don't even notice the light that grows to fill the room, consuming it whole.
    In a blaze of white nothingness, the entire fortress disappears in a flash, nothing is left of it.

    The Godmodder howls. Piono may not have been able to damage him, but somehow, someway, he found a way to attack his work. He can't put up with this, this has gone on too long, he screams with rage, pulling with all his might. "Oh no." And suddenly everything SHATTERS

    Fade
    Undertale OST: 011 - Determination

    The Godmodder snaps back to reality, and lands on the ground, coughing and gasping, quivering in anger at the massive assault levied not just against his person but against everything he's ever built. He stands up and rounds on Piono, who is slowly floating down to the ground. His player powers are flickering and fading, the last vestige of strength flowing out of his body into the ether.
    The Godmodder slams into him at full force., knocking him to the ground and sending Piono tumbling across the ground until he skids into one of the craters left by the fighting from before. Piono slams into the other side of the crater, and slides down it a bit. The Godmodder lands in front of him, and walks towards him, seething hatred in his eyes.
    Godmodder: Any last words?
    "Get… bent… you son… of… a…" And then Piono dies.
    You thought the attack was going to end right here and now, didn't you? Except Piono has one last trick up his sleeve, even though he's dead, there's one last thing for the Godmodder to watch out for.
    Piono's inventory.
    While all the useful items were taken for combat and survival elsewhere by the various forces leaving Piono's inventory and being evacuated from it for the sake of this attack, there was one specific thing that wasn't removed from it, something left behind because Piono had an inkling of what would happen by the end of the attack, and how he would die.
    Piono left all of the explosives behind.
    And now, without Piono to maintain the integrity of his inventory, those explosives come flooding out, and the Godmodder is immediately buried in one of the largest and most dangerous piles of explosives to exist in all of ever. But they don't go off just yet. The Godmodder struggles to swim out of the pile of explosives without detonating any of them. And he is within an inch of succeeding when the time bomb at the top of the pile finishes counting down and detonates.
    A chain reaction of explosions riddles its way down the pile down to the Godmodder, fire, lightning, ice, vortexes, void power, even subspace bombs and implosion devices. Every method of explosive destruction known to man and others going off all at once, making a massive maelstrom of destructive energy, all focused on the spot where the Godmodder is not-standing.
    The entire thing warps space and time, crunching inwards with more force than the big bang, and sending out a shockwave for who knows how much distance, opposing forces slamming into each other and obliterating with unbelievable power that sends more and more waves of destruction screaming outwards at physically impossible velocities.
    And above it all floats the final message. Not a mushroom cloud, but an enormous "F U" drawn in middle fingers made of smoke.

    A Final OOC Message
    Undertale OST: 081 - An Ending
    Well, this has been fun. I'm not 100% certain of my own reasonings for deciding to mortal strike so early in, but I think it has to do with the fact that I'm sorta sick of where the plot was going, and decided that I was going to try and do the one thing that had the best chance at changing things.
    There's a lot of things I could've done better in this game, and this may very well be one of them, but whatever. Best way to go out with a bang I suppose anyways, there was no way I was going to get Remembrance off, and honestly, it wasn't that original an attack idea, so instead I decided to do this. Thousands upon thousands of words, all dedicated to making the Godmodder suffer. While it's not going to top Final Act by tazz back in Destroy the Godmodder 2: Operator! in terms of word count, I hope that it still impressed people, and does a better job of making folks feel feelings.
    I… don't know what I want to say here, but since this is the end of the line for me, I want to make it count. This is probably the last interaction I'm ever going to have with some of you. With a LOT of you considering how few of you actually use the Discord, and that kind of makes me sad honestly, but sometimes you have to make sacrifices, and this is one I'm willing to make.
    Because this is the first time I've ever wanted to see someone fail as a person.
    Like, no joke, Moniker, you've done a great job at getting me emotionally attached to this. I don't think I've ever HATED a fictional character the way I hate your Godmodder. I want to see him smashed into the dirt, ripped to shreds and broken. And I love that. Not just a fictional character that manages to get me to feel that way, but one that I can take retribution on, and feel like I've made a real difference in fighting against. Even if it's all fake, of no real world consequence, I can still say that I got a taste of fighting evil. That I got to be a hero.
    But now my story is over. I recently had someone tell me, "Piono, you do realize we'd all follow you to the gates of [heck] itself if you wanted us to, right?" So now I'm going to give one final order before I am reduced to permanent lurker status.
    Don't.
    Win this fight. Win it for all the times we've had, good and bad. Win it, and win it good. If it is at all within your power, keep the Allsight Spectacles out of the grasp of the Godmodder (and that means not letting it hit the battlefield you schmucks) and show this snotty muppet what we're made of.
    Because if we're not going to save the multiverse you can be darn well sure we're gonna avenge it.
    So get out there, break some heads, and defeat the godmodder for me. Hope this post's given you guys the opening you need.

    -See you on the flip side: Pionoplayer.

    Attack priority:
    disable the Wall Soldier's bodyguarding capacity
    Stun the Elite Dropship for several rounds
    Remove the mind control on the horseman and the archangel if not already done.
    Moderate damage to assorted PG and SR forces (not Latula though, the others have got that handled, and also not the wall soldier, if I get this far he's already effectively neutralized)
    A point or two of damage to the Godmodder
    This one's probably just an RP effect, but still: vast, mighty and extremely widespread damage on all of the Godmodder's forces outside of those that we're fighting in the bank of actions. (I really want to put this higher, but I gotta help the players of the game out first)

    If all of that gets accomplished and I still have power leftover (which I kinda doubt, but would still love) spread it out between the following three effects:
    more damage to the Bank of Actions PG and SR forces
    more damage to the Godmodder's other forces
    more damage to the Godmodder himself.
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    1 damage to the godmodder's wall soldier! You die in vain and uselessness.

    The godmodder tries his best to pretend things are fine, as his empire's power, from conquering so many non-earth zones of reality, is on the wane all of a sudden. He can rebuild, but it'll take time. As a last-ditch effort to spread hopelessness, he hides the true text of the result of your attack.

    More pertinently, the godmod wall soldier's forcefield is down. The elite dropship is stunned for 2 rounds. Modest damage has been dealt to ALL the enemies on the field. And the godmodder himself? 3 less HP.

    The godmodder hopes to heavens... wait, no, can't hope to the heavens, the heavens are definitely against him... the godmodder hopes to to hell... wait, no, thats a bad idea... the godmodder HOPES that no other Player has anything like that to unleash.

    Pionoplayer has been slain. His posts will no longer be counted in the updates.

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    AG:

    The Fabricators do their thing! The Relic uses SOOTHING WATERS to heal itself for 10,000 HP!

    Fenix: DROPSHIP! I challenge you to a duel!

    The dropship respectfully declines. Also, it's stunned, so it can't.

    Fenix: ...(What do I do now?)

    Fenix, seeing the arrival of the DEATH Stasis Pod, pulls out his old control remote... he sees two buttons: "ACTIVATE STASIS" and "EMERGENCY RELEASE". He's no longer sure he can trust what each button is supposed to do.

    Fenix: Listen, this is... really bad. Everyone... I want to stand with you, but if I stay here, I'll die.

    Fenix: Please... let me join the DEATH Stasis Pod. I promise, if there's any way I can join or assist some future Player group... I'll do it.

    The Terminatorbot REVIVED begins to charge their attack...

    PG:

    Two Mythic-Tier soldiers charge at DragonofHope's Fabricators! With the four strikes between them, they break the attack shields, and slay every last soldier and worker! Oh, and one of the medical unit took care of the negative-HP shield.

    The remaining Mythic-Tier soldier moves towards the Relic, but pauses... an Anti-Player movable turret fires at the Relic first, taking out its attack shields! The Mythic-Tier soldier then destroys the Relic.

    The Suppression tanks shoot Fenix and the Terminatorbot REVIVED with a Suppression bolt! For the next 3 turns, they don't count towards Players being invincible!

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    !WARNING!

    There are no current [AG] or [N] entities on the field with offensive capabilities.

    Players are now vulnerable to direct attack by the godmodder and his minions.

    The [AG]/[N] teams need to be restored to at least 3 offensively-enabled entities, and be that way on the end of an entity phase, for Player Invulnerability to be restored.

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    The Godmodder: No mercy.



    The godmodder reaches out his hand and afflicts the Terminatorbot REVIVED with Infiniburning! A fire that's REALLY HARD to put out!

    FlamingFlapjacks finally hits the button on the Gun Soldiers and Shield Soldiers, and as retribution for their betrayal, they explode! Goodbye, former friends, who were never really friends!

    The Elite Mythic Soldier and Anti-Player Movable autoturrets notice that a few Players still have attack shields! They fire a few shots, destroying all remaining Player attack shields - the Elite Level 230 Mythic Soldier takes 1,300,000 damage, thanks to CaptainNZZZ's attack redirectors!

    The Godmodder: I'd prefer the snipers handle this. Let them take the lead.

    The 9 remaining Snipers fire 9 shots at their 9 targets. The Players:

    Captain.cat
    CaptainNZZZ
    Paradoxdragonpaci
    The_Two_Eternities
    Crusher48
    Kyleruler
    GoldHero101
    Cephalos Jr.
    The_Quiet_Watcher

    All simultaneously feel a vital artery pierced. A perfect shot. All above Players are now mortally wounded.

    The Swarm Soldiers charge forth! The Players: That_Random_Guy, Ranger_Strider, Dragon of Hope, General_Urist, That(Other)OtherGuy, Krill13, are all being occupied by Swarm Soldiers! They need to spend this turn killing as many Swarm Soldiers as possible, or they won't be able to act next turn, either!

    The godmodder's medic squads rush around, healing those injured from Piono's attack! A few swarm soldiers and medics were inevitably killed by the attack, and can't be saved.

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    The Godmodder: Latula, I want several other squads on call. If there's even the slightest chance the situation could go south here, bring them in.

    Latula: Well, sir, these are some of our best soldiers. I've already got a few reserve squadrons ready to enter, but they won't be as strong as what we have now.

    The Godmodder: Good work. Did you get the other thing I asked for ready?

    Latula: Yes. If the Players kill me, the other squads will get called in automatically.

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    Hopelessness overwhelms you.

    Is this really what all your fighting amounts to? A death here, right when it seemed you were nearing your goal?

    Killing the Soulrazer, surviving the Charmzard... all those sidequests... all those entities... was it all for nothing?

    If... When the godmodder wins here, he'll get the Allsee Spectacles and... who knows how long the other Legendary Weapons will elude him...

    If you had chosen to go the HEXAGONAFIELD just now, would it be different? If you had chosen not to come here at all, would it be different?

    Or were these events set in motion a long time ago, every choice merely delaying or expediting the eventual fixed outcome?

    Maybe you can at least take out a few elites before you die.

    SUPER FAST UPDATE MODE ENGAGED!

    SKELEDOP MODE ENGAGED!

    OOC: Skeledops are when I make a "skeleton" post with just the quotes and the last turn's field, no responses in yet. When I make them, please don't post. The purpose here is to keep things moving quickly IRL.

    ^ !IMPORTANT! ^
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    THE BANK OF ACTIONS:


    [N]D.E.A.T.H Stasis Pod:
    Contains:
    [AG - CephalosJr]Red Army Engineers+1: 10,000 x 4 HP (builds stuff)(building conscript facility, done in 3!)
    [AG - GoldHero101]The Destroyer: 130,000/130,000 HP, 20,000 x 2A(won't attack CaptainNZZZ)
    [AG - Daskter]Tassadar: 365,000/365,000 HP, 20,000 x 4A (30% dodge rate)(protected from 1 attack...?)(Totem of Life Unended - when entity dies, puts them into "unended" mode, where HP decays by 50% until healing surpasses it)(secret power, activating in 6!)
    The Sapper: 150,000/150,000 HP (can build new simple structures)(Adding bunkers outside of keep, done in 5!)
    Fortress: 120,000 HP
    Healbot Mk.1: 60,000/60,000 HP, +12,000A (inside Keep)
    [AG - Crusher]Janus: 150,000/150,000 HP, Unlock Evolution: 2/10, Unlock Ability!A (needs manual special charging)
    [AG - Arsenical]Scoville Reaver: 56,000/130,000 HP, 60,000A (A S/B/D ignorant)(+26,000 HP/turn)(conversion resistance)(protected from 4 attack)
    [AG - Karpinsky]Edgardo: 75,000/75,000 HP, 9 SP (A S/B/D ignorant)(each SP worth 7,000A, all used on command)(+1 SP/turn)
    [AG - CompTIA]LIVE Space Station(has emergency thrusters - saves from one deadly attack!)(Enhanced Production capacity)(Point defense - 12% chance to null attacks)(protected from 4 attack)
    Protective Forcefield: Blocks first 9,000 HP of damage each turn!
    Weaponry array: Machine guns: 1,000 x 40A
    Ship AI panel(current AI: CompTIA)
    Quadcopter deployer: +2 quadcopter/turn
    Quadcopters: 1,000 x 22 HP, 500 x 22A (guarding LIVE Space Station)
    Space engineers: 100 x 960 HP (+50 engineers/turn)(x4 production capacity)
    Status effect clearer(clearing status effects from Space Station)
    Containment tractor beam: Currently not holding any entities!
    Stunted Nexus(protected from 1 attack)(-5% traps)
    [N - CaptainNZZZ]Rotaz: 20,000/20,000 HP(engineer)(+5% accuracy)(15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(protected from 1 attack)(1 attack redirector)(Dimensional and Space Emergency Button)
    Magitek servitor factory: 45,000/45,000 HP, +9,000A, +1 Servitor/turn (2 attack redirector)(+5% accuracy)(40% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)
    Servitors: 2,000 x 16, 1,000 x 16A(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(1 attack redirector)
    Hellfire Crystal Golem: 80,000/80,000 HP, 12,000A (protected from 1 attack... IN STYLE!)(+5% accuracy)(+15% dodge rate)(immune to teenage rebellion)(resistant to status effects)(Rune-cast powers)(Phase-shift cloak powers)(Dimension warping powers)
    [N - JOEbob]Death-elite engineer: 1,000 HP (-1 turn on production pack)(building evolving entity, done in 1!)(scheduled to build space engineer cloner, will take 6)
    Prism Deployer: 20,000 HP (+1 Prism/turn)
    Prism: 5,000 x 2HP
    Mysterious Farmers: 40,000 x 7 HP, Special: New evolving entity, ready in 1! (controlling evolving entities)(protected from 1 attack)
    Devolver: 200,000/200,000 HP, 50,000A (devolves in 1!)
    Builder Builder: 200,000/200,000 + 60,000 HP (+1 Builder per turn)(protected by The Cup)
    Builder: 3,000 x 6 HP (Helping Death-elite engineer)
    [N - Winkins]Bunny Baron: 8,000 HP, shield bun summon: 0/2 (20% dodge rate)
    Bun prince/princess: 10,000 x 2 HP, 12,000 x 2A, bun knight summon: 0/2 (50% dodge rate)
    Bun knights: 26,000 x 7 HP, 7,500 x 7A (10% dodge rate)
    Shield buns: 5,000 x 3 HP (20% dodge rate)
    Sushi: 200,000 HP, 25,000A (protected from 2 attack)(Bodyguarding all Winkins entities!)
    Fortified Rice Monastery(Gives +10,000 HP/turn, -5,000 damage from all attacks, and +5,000A to Winkins-owned entities)(tended by Farmer Contractors, Lightward Mages)(needs to be killed in one hit)
    Specials: Rice Feast - 3/4, Rice Torrent - 0/4
    [N - EternalStruggle]Apex Fleet: TA: 78,000
    The Apex: 190,500/370,000 HP, 25,000 x 2A (-7,000 damage from all attacks)(Fleet Beacon - x1 attack frigate/turn, x1 Ordnance cruiser/update multiple of 3, x1 Spectral Lord/update multiple of 5, x1 Overseer/update multiple of 7)
    Attack frigates: 1,000 x 13 HP, 1,000 x 13A (10% dodge rate)
    Ordnance cruiser: 2,500 x 4 HP, 2,500 x 4A(can attack or heal)
    Spectral Lord: 8,000 x 3 HP, 4/4 charge, 5,000A (currently charging)
    Overseer: 5,000 x 3 HP (summons 1 attack drone and 1 constructor drone/turn)(protected from 2 attack)
    Attack drone: 1 x 18 HP, 500 x 18A
    Constructor drone: 400 x 22 HP (working on Fortifier Tripod, done in 3!)
    Engineering depot: 4,000 x 2HP (+2 Constructors/turn)
    GoldHero101(2CP, Has Greatsword, Self damage ticket)
    Krill13(10CP)
    JOEbob(24CP, nice bed, infinite charmzard energy, 4 Boost Stones, 1 Cleansed (?) Multiplier Orb, Sub-par godmod lock, Something)
    Daskter(7CP, has Boosted Evolve Hunters)
    Winkins (2CP, +1,000A Iron sword, 10,000 damage token, 1 Multiplier Stone, 1 Multiplier Orb)
    Karpinsky (2CP)
    MooGoestheCow (6CP)
    Captain.cat - (19CP, 1 Boost Stone)
    CaptainNZZZ - (3CP, Entity Loyalty Punch Card - redeems one disloyal entity, Overpowering Poison, Remnant crypt energy, EMP)
    The_Two_Eternities - CP: 11
    That-Random-Guy - (29CP, Echolocation, King of the Hill - x2 actions, takes x2 damage!)
    Arsenical (5CP)
    Ranger_Strider_ (19CP)
    Pionoplayer - (37CP, has Ornate Ring, Mirror)
    Paradoxdragonpaci - (18CP, has paradox void cards, absorbed Bad Luck, hexagonaherbs, 7 Homestuck Aspect vials(Life/Void/Mind/Blood/Doom gone), Vial of Aspects(12 power), BUFFNESS), Save Point: None
    Crusher48 - (4CP, Has Bost stone, Tactician Soul in a Bottle, 2 Boost Stones, Scanner Cannon)
    Dragon of Hope?!? - (11CP, Espionage ghost)(Excalibur - 6 Power)
    General_Urist - (3CP, Shotgun of Dope - 2 power left, attack debuffs whoever it hits)
    [N]That(Other)OtherGuy - (5CP, +10,000 HP sword, Old Control Panel(red, blue, green buttons), Delicious cake)
    Bill Nye - (7CP, has super sharp gold sword - 2 power left, burny iron sword - 2 power left, bow and arrow - 3 power)
    Kyleruler - (5CP, Spellblade - ||||||||||)
    Algot - (5CP, 1 attack converter, Mithril shield)
    GoldHero101 (23CP)
    Krill13 - (8CP, Has Eyowean Greatsword, 2 1-power uses left, Godmodder Protection Suit)
    Cephalos Jr. - (3CP, has pocket reactor(2 power), power armor)
    FlamingFlapjacks(8CP, has Anti-Glitch armor, Quest Pack)
    Trifling Epithet - (12CP, Has Minor Enemy Healing Ticket, S. Generator (gives 18.5 + 1.5[updates since 103] shields when activated))
    [N]Evonix - CP: 9(Has bee defense field, beenades, Bee Relativity Pistol)
    The_Quiet_Watcher - (11CP, grenades)
    The_Nonexistent_Tazz - (15CP)
    RedRover1760 - (7CP, has memestone, infinite energy redirector, Kinetic Energy Stealing Railgun - 2 power, recording suit, Void teleport suit, hexxagonal field teleporter(3 uses remaining))
    Player inventory:
    Ultimate Orb of Shielding(+1 attack shield to everything on field)
    Orb of Resurrection (Revives one dead allied entity at full strength)
    Time Accelerator (Causes an entity to experience 10 turns of time in 1 turn)
    True Multiplier Orbs x 3
    Godmodding Vol. 1
    Dragonballs x 7(made from Melodic transmitter x 2, Charge Stone x 5)(can be combined to make one wish!)
    Double Rainbow Ticket x 1, Medkit x 2, Paradox Medkit, Melodic transmitter x 3, Redirifle, Miniature Doormaker Plushy, Bravely Default Asterisks, Mirror Frame, Black Filling, Economy-Melting Bank Note
    Charge Booster (damage: 7/20)
    Wishful Whammy(random effects attack)(non-combinable)
    Fred's Cage (inside is Yorehammer)
    God of Dreams aid
    Ring with United States of America Smash(3 uses left)
    Celestial Guidance(2 uses left)
    Magical Obliteration(1 use left)
    Desperation Shield(Leaves one Player at mortally wounded if they would otherwise die)
    ITEM

    [AG]PLAYERS: (!CURRENTLY VULNERABLE!)
    Captain.cat(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    MooGoestheCow
    [N]CaptainNZZZ(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    The_Two_Eternities(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    That-Random-Guy (Occupied by Swarm Soldiers!)
    Arsenical (2 posts in debt!)
    Ranger_Strider_ (Occupied by Swarm Soldiers!)
    Paradoxdragonpaci(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    Crusher48(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    Dragon of Hope?!? (Occupied by Swarm Soldiers!)
    General_Urist (Occupied by Swarm Soldiers!)
    [N]That(Other)OtherGuy (Occupied by Swarm Soldiers!)
    Bill Nye
    Kyleruler (Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    Algot
    GoldHero101(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    Krill13 (Occupied by Swarm Soldiers!)
    Cephalos Jr.(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    FlamingFlapjacks
    Trifling Epithet
    [N]Evonix
    The_Quiet_Watcher(Mortally wounded! Bleeding out in 3!)
    The_Nonexistent_Tazz
    RedRover1760

    [AG]Terminatorbot REVIVED: 10,000/10,000 HP, 1,000,000,000A, 1/1 Attack charge (100% immune to direct damage)(A S/B/D ignorant)(Bodyguard ignorant)(Suppressed - doesn't count towards Player invincibility for 2 more turns)(Infiniburning, -50,000 HP/turn)

    [AG]Fenix: 1,500,000/1,500,000 HP, 50,000 x 6A, Call Reinforcements: 2/4 (Player Knife - deals triple damage in duels)(protected from 3 attack + 2 more attacks from Dodyguard)(Suppressed - doesn't count towards Player invincibility for 2 more turns)

    [PG]Godmodder Wall Soldier: 10,000,000/10,000,000 HP (miniboss)

    [PG]Drakken Laser Drill: 1,000,000/1,000,000 HP (prepping to blast open exit forcefield)(5% dodge rate)(regenerating +50,000 HP/turn)(protected from 5 attack)(1 attack redirector)

    [PG]Suppression Tank: 500,000/500,000 HP, Suppress!A (suppresses an enemy, making them not count for Player Invulnerability purposes)

    [PG]Suppression Tank: 500,000/500,000 HP, Suppress!A (suppresses an enemy, making them not count for Player Invulnerability purposes)

    [PG]Level 114 Elite Soldier Mythic-Tier: 3,100,000/3,400,000 HP, 400,000 x 3A
    [PG]Level 114 Elite Soldier Mythic-Tier: 3,100,000/3,400,000 HP, 400,000 x 3A
    [PG]Level 114 Elite Soldier Mythic-Tier: 3,100,000/3,400,000 HP, 400,000 x 3A

    [PG]Level 230 Elite Soldier Mythic-Tier: 4,700,000/6,000,000 HP, 650,000 x 4A, Special: Attack All: 1/2

    [PG]Latula, Leader of the Federal Fraud Investigation Agency: 800,000/800,000 HP, 25,000 x 10A, Special: Double Up: 0/1 (protected from 100 attack)(boss)

    [V]Horseman of War: 7,500,000/7,500,000 HP, Attackbuff! x 4A (mind-controlled)

    [AG]Elite Archangel: 777,777/777,777 HP, 77,777 x 7A, Special: Resurrect: 0/7 (mind-controlled)

    [SR]Anti-Player Sniper: 10,000 x 9 HP, Snipe! x 9A (massive damage against Players)

    [SR]Swarm Soldiers: 45,000 x 65 HP, Swarm! x 65A (can "swarm" Players in groups of 10, occupying their actions)

    [SR]Elite Dropship: 350,000 HP (doubles number of Anti-Player Snipers and Swarm Soldiers each turn!)(stunned for 1 more turn!)

    [SR]Medic Unit: 5,000 x 45 HP, +40,000 x 45A

    [SR]Anti-Player Movable Auto-turret: 80,000 HP, Tri-shot x 5!A (boost to damage against Players)
    [SR]Anti-Player Movable Auto-turret: 80,000 HP, Tri-shot x 5!A (boost to damage against Players)
    [SR]Anti-Player Movable Auto-turret: 80,000 HP, Tri-shot x 5!A (boost to damage against Players)

    [PG]The Godmodder: 229/301 HP

    [N]Artifact Case D: C _ O _ _ W O R _ (Epic-level item inside!)
    [N]Artifact Case F: Trivia Question: Name one location the Bank of Actions has never had a location or sub-location at.

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    Player info:
    Captain.cat - CP: 19(1 Boost Stone)(protected from 1 attack)
    MooGoestheCow - CP: 0 (protected from 1 attack)
    [N]CaptainNZZZ - CP: 0 (Entity Loyalty Punch Card - redeems one disloyal entity, Overpowering Poison, Remnant crypt energy, EMP)(2 attack redirector)
    The_Two_Eternities - CP: 11
    That-Random-Guy - CP: 0(Echolocation)(protected from 1 attack)(King of the Hill - x2 actions, takes x2 damage!)
    Arsenical - CP: 5(2 posts in debt!)
    Ranger_Strider_ - CP: 0
    Paradoxdragonpaci - CP: 0(protected from 1 attack)(has paradox void cards, absorbed Bad Luck, hexagonaherbs, 7 Homestuck Aspect vials(Life/Void/Mind/Blood/Doom gone), Vial of Aspects(12 power), BUFFNESS), Save Point: None
    Crusher48 - CP: 4(Has Bost stone, Tactician Soul in a Bottle, 2 Boost Stones, Scanner Cannon)
    Dragon of Hope?!? - CP: 6(Espionage ghost)(Excalibur - 6 Power)
    General_Urist - CP: 3 (Shotgun of Dope - 2 power left, attack debuffs whoever it hits)
    [N]That(Other)OtherGuy - CP: 0(+10,000 HP sword, Old Control Panel(red, blue, green buttons), Delicious cake, Shocking Shieldrazer(20 1-damage attacks, 1 use))
    Bill Nye - CP: 7 (has super sharp gold sword - 2 power left, burny iron sword - 2 power left, bow and arrow - 3 power)
    Kyleruler - CP: 5 (Spellblade - ||||||||||)
    Algot - CP: 5 (1 attack converter, Mithril shield)
    GoldHero101 - CP: 23
    Krill13 - CP: 8 (Has Eyowean Greatsword, 2 1-power uses left, Godmodder Protection Suit)
    Cephalos Jr. - CP: 3 (has pocket reactor(2 power), power armor)
    FlamingFlapjacks - CP: 8 (has Anti-Glitch armor, Quest Pack)
    Trifling Epithet - CP: 12(Has Minor Enemy Healing Ticket, S. Generator (gives 18.5 + 1.5[updates since 103] shields when activated))
    [N]Evonix - CP: 9(Has bee defense field, beenades, Bee Relativity Pistol)
    The_Quiet_Watcher - CP: 11(has grenades)
    The_Nonexistent_Tazz - CP: 0
    RedRover1760 - CP: 7(has memestone, infinite energy redirector, Kinetic Energy Stealing Railgun - 2 power, recording suit, Void teleport suit, hexxagonal field teleporter(3 uses remaining))
     
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    I bring out my Frying Pan Of Doom and swing it all around me like a maniac. The battlefield is filled with sickening crunching and CLANGing sounds as the Frying Pan Of Doom crushes body parts of swarm soldiers left, right, center, front, back, top, and bottom.

    (OCC: Lots'sa IRL stuff to deal with, can't do much stylish attacking.)
     
    Severed hand, Soulflayer hand, Shocking Shieldrazer
    Voodoo Doll, HP^Sword, Old Control Panel (RGB buttons)
    The Third Eye grants 2 abilities: Seen Through Their Eyes and Cut Through the Lies.
    Seen Through Their Eyes allows you to select 2 people, Person A and Person B. Person A is the "giver", and his memories will be searched for whatever you want to see, from their perspective. Person B is the "recipient", and they will see the memories. Neither person can be yourself, and its entirely possible for one or the other of the two selected to dodge/run away and get out of it - you'll almost definitely need to hold them in place.
    Meanwhile, Cut Through The Lies can detect if a statement is a lie or true - "technically" false of true rules apply. It also detects entire statements, rather than specific pieces of a statement. It isn't very advanced. It also needs to be "primed" before usage (EX: Ask an NPC a question, then state in your post that you "Cut Through the Lies" on their response.).
    Debt:
    Karp: 3
    JOE: 7

    I use my metallic fist made of Soulrazer chunks (which is still a thing that exists) to punch the ever-living crap out of the enemies swarming me.
     
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