Jenso attempted to move, but he could not. The burning white pupils in his eyes turned back to normal. "Heh...that's...quite the ability..." He muttered, as his body felt heavy. He frowned, clenching his teeth.

He had nothing witty to say, nothing at all. He'd failed everyone.

'Darn it...I couldn't avoid it...' He thought. He kept struggling to move, but his body refused. "Heh...good fight. Looks...like you win..." Jenso stated, waiting for Yzeira to land the finishing blow. He wanted to continue fighting, but he simply couldn't.

"It's good to see acceptance. I'd thought your stubbornness to be otherworldly." Yzeira's bodies placed their hands together and reconnected. He began walking forwards, approaching Jenso slowly. The orb in the air above them slowly faded out, and the orbs surrounding his body returned to him. "Perhaps this was for the best, after all. You would have, no doubt, ended up just like that rest of those miserable failures. It's a shame in the end, really. I was getting so close with Nexus and Shaidra." He stopped, standing over Jenso. His body silhouetted the storm above them menacingly as he glared down at Jenso without a hint of remorse in his stance. "After I learned that your soul had survived the void, that Nexus was able to find you in infinite darkness, there was hope... There is hope. Rejoice, golden boy. You may have been a failure, but your existence is testament to my eventual success." He looked down at Jenso.

"Whether it was under my command or not, you have served me well."

Jenso listened to Yzeira's words, confused as he mentioned something about Shaidra and Nexus. "What...what do you mean?" He muttered. "And what are you trying to achieve?" Jenso stated. As Yzeira mentioned that he served him well, Jenso couldn't help but cringe. "I never served you, and I never will." He added coldly. "Who's really in charge? You, or the Void lashing around in your brain?" He asked with a smirk.

Yzeira took a step forward, right onto Jenso's calf, and bore his entire weight onto the man's leg, slowly crushing it.

"I am in total control, of everything," Yzeira assured him pushing harder into Jenso's leg with the bottom of his boot. "I do not exist at the expense of others, nor do I expect anyone to depend on my power. Ada died because she was weak. Your father died because, he too, was weak. And you are dying, right now, because you are weak." Yzeira pulled his leg back and tapped it on the ground next to Jenso, creating a small shock wave and launched him several feet away, into a tumble. He followed after slowly, taking his dear time in beating the man to death. "Do not worry yourself with my intentions. Do not assume you hold any right to know anything. Do not..." Yzeira stopped hard on his right foot and his body went still. His usually narrow eyes were wider than ever before as he felt something inside himself break like glass. But just as quickly as his expression had gone vacant, his face returned to normal. He did not approach Jenso right away.

"It appears that one of your comrades was successful after all." He paused and looked down at his right hand, tracing its lines carefully with his eyes. Single strands of his tangerine hair turned crimson for moments at a time. "Nexus..." He looked to Jenso again, but said nothing more.

Jenso glared at Yzeira. He kept trying to move his body, despite the fact that he'd lost already. He frowned as Yzeira spoke about his father dying. "Luke's fine, you...ain't gonna fool me..!" He blurted out. As Yzeira stopped and appeared shocked, Jenso gave him a confused look as he mentioned that one of his companions had succeeded and muttered Nexus's name. He grit his teeth and clenched his fist tightly, suddenly able to move his hand again. But Jenso didn't even realise this fact. He was far too busy thinking of Nexus's death. 'Nexus...!' Jenso thought. He knew there was a possibility that Bruce would have needed to kill Nexus, but it was something that he truly wanted to avoid.

"Fucking psychopath...do you see what your actions have caused? You forced him to get in our way and fight us, and this is how it ended!" He hissed loudly at Yzeira. "It's your fault! You only have yourself to blame!"

Yzeira glared at Jenso. Suddenly his hair's reddish highlight grew more prominent until streaks of pure crimson ran through it. The curling features of his smile shined through his mask. It was the first time he'd shown any measure of joy in a very long time.

"Ha... Hahaha..." He laughed to himself quietly. "It's strange. It's absolutely astonishing, actually. I remember an influx of sadness and rage overtaking my reason when Ada was slain. I remember it clearly. I was frustrated, I felt it clench my heart without restraint, so tightly that I lost sight of myself for the briefest of moments. But this?" He looked at his hands again, conjuring a small amount of energy around both of them. "I feel it... I feel some measure of intense pleasure that I'd thought impossible for millennia!" He looked back to Jenso, and his posture changed completely. He was relaxed, rather than stiff. "This is... This is funny!" He glared at Jenso and pointed at him, uncharacteristically laughing at the boy's anger. "You are funny! A funny little jester, here to entertain me, is it not so?" He took a step back and widened his stance. "So what if he's dead? Do you think I care?! So what? So what!? If I'm to blame for his decisions, so what?? What does any of it matter?" He pointed back to Jenso, still stifling gentle spurts of laughter. "Hah! I can't help but laugh! You are poised before me, on the verge of death, and you makes such outrageous claims so thoughtlessly! It's your fault. You only have yourself to blame. Please, little boy! Do go on!" He took another step back and clutched his stomach, his voice erupting into an uproarious cackle.



"Even worse, you still believe that tunneling idiot Luke to be your father!" Yzeira's mask clung tightly to his smile and creased with his face's vibrant expression. He pointed to himself with his right index finger and narrowed his eyes. "You were there. You saw it happen. I killed him before your eyes!" He paused and huffed, "So what?!"

Jenso's eyes widened, realising that Luke was truly his father. His fist began to tremble, but the rest of his body still failed to move. "Is that so..." He muttered, somewhat shocked. He remained silent for several moments to process what he'd just learned. It made sense, as Lark and his mother were together at some point in time, which Luke had told Jenso about back in Diver's Paradise. He suddenly spoke. "Even if Luke isn't my father, he sure as hell did his best to be a father for me from the day I've met him. And Lark...he was a great man. And you killed him, among so many others! You'll get what you deserve!" He screamed, clenching his fist even tighter. "Your crazy laughter certainly doesn't convince me that you're in control of the void in your mind, that's for sure!"

"Oh shut up," Yzeira scoffed, "Your voice is a bane on this world. Your stupidity knows no bounds. You care for nearly everything and everyone you come across that demonstrates even the slightest amount of kindness or light or whatever you want to call it!" Yzeira's pose grew more aggressive, and his smile fades quickly. "Stupid! A kind heart! A power gained not from hard work, but sheer luck! The support of your idiotic friends! No plans! No thought at all! Mortality! The list goes on! Who are you to speak of control when you've lost control of almost every situation you've been in? You slip by on sheer luck. Sheer luck." He tapped his temple, and one of his eyes began to twitch slightly. "You are my opposite, in every conceivable way. Where I am constantly dancing at the precipice of perfections, you teeter callously on a pillar of uncertainty and angst." Suddenly he rose one hand and began amassing a giant sphere of energy. There was no delay to the magic, despite its overwhelming power. It possessed more than enough energy to outright erase the golden hero before him. Something changed inside of Yzeira for that moment, and not to Jenso's immediate advantage.

"I'm tired- Overtired of your voice. Die!"

Yzeira launched the sphere towards Jenso from the middle of the tower. It grew slightly in mass, and dug a slightly path as it roared across the ground, on its way to destroy Jenso once and for all...

Jenso glared at Yzeira as the sphere headed for him. He had to move! He couldn't die here! Everyone counted on him! But he simply couldn't!

Then, the orb crashed violently into his body as he felt his body being overtaken by the deadly red energy. "RAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!" He screamed, struggling desperately to endure the intense pain that flooded through his body as the sphere engulfed his body completely. He saw many of his memories flash by through his mind. When Prisma destroyed his village and killed all he held dear, Lark's death, Vale's, Nexus, and many more who died. He also saw those who still lived. Bruce, Alvios, Jeff, Oz, and the others. So many had helped him to get this far, to stop Yzeira. With his defeat, Yzeira would destroy the universe. He did not stop thinking about them all, up until the very end.



Then, something snapped within Jenso. He felt something powerful emerge. An incredible, strong feeling. It erupted violently, and rushed through every inch of Jenso's body.

A massive blue flash suddenly emerged from within the center of the sphere, which lashed out violently in all directions like blue streams of energy as the sphere was violently ripped into pieces and dispered into nothingness. Along with that, thick fog emerged from the blue energy, and covered the whole roof. If Yzeira did not have his eye ability, the figure before him would have been hard to spot.



Jenso was revealed, standing up in a confident, calm composure. Despite that, he looked incredibly angry and his confident grin had vanished. An ominous blue glow emanated from his eyes, while the blue energy surrounding him pulsated slowly around his body. He locked his eyes directly with Yzeira, gritting his teeth out of pure rage. He spoke, his voice far deeper and colder than usual.

Jeff's barrage was starting to whiff. Rajaka's endless cries of annoyance, as well as the sound of tearing flesh, were cut short by a whooshing. The accompanying blackness masked where his body laid, and it quickly became obvious that his overwhelming Ki had disappeared.

With the big lump of flesh that was once Rajaka vanishing into thin air, Jeff's onslaught came to a halt ending with one last explosion resulting from his final napalm slash. While Jeff really wanted to believe that this was his victory he knew something was up, and he recognized the way he vanished was almost too similar to a kidnapping that happened to him and Bruce just a few days back.
"GOSH DANGIT!!!" he shouted as he started to try and grip his left hand tightly to only be interrupted by a giant surge of pain that brought him back to the realization that his wrist was shattered during the fight and only his adrenaline was keeping him from noticing.
"That stupid order member again..." he began to mutter in anger as he returned back to his regular form for a bit and pulled all the remaining crates of tech back to him and began to restock on nanobots along with using the wind to pull a syringe from one of the crates which he brought over and had injected into one of the veins in his hand and allowing the nanobots within to enter his body and repair his hand almost instantly.
'I might not be Rajaka, but this stuff can work on minor stuff like this. Given Rajaka's lucky I didn't have both of my hands to wail on him with. I doubt even he would have been able to last.'

Not wanting to waste much more time Jeff then returned back into One with Wind Sage Mode and dashed back off towards the tower taking the 5 crates with him. In the meanwhile he also contacted Mikey and anyone else who currently able to hear the message coming from the communicators of his. "Hey everyone! Mikey, Dacer, or anyone else in the tower who might be able to here this." He began to shout. "I was able to drive Rajaka back, reducing him to a pile of living flesh, though I think that damned Shaidra might have stolen him away before I could land the finishing blow. I'm heading back to the tower now to help where I can." The sage then stopped talking for a moment as he reached the tower and took a second to regain his breath. "Mikey is everything okay over there? Anything else I should know or need to do before I enter the tower like everyone else?"

*Krrrzzzzt! Bzzzt!*

"This is Mikey. The city's been fully evacuated just as planned... But we've lost contact with the order buster, along with everyone else! What the hell happened?" Mikey waited for a response as Jeff dashed through the air. The tower of chaos appeared over the horizon very quickly due to Jeff's astonishing speed.

"Okay, that's what I figured. The Buster managed to help us bring down Ada but Yziera pretty much blasted the thing into scrap metal as a response. Not sure who that was inside it survived or not... Might be good if we could send some spare robots to search the wreckage." The sage spoke debating for a second if he had the time to or not but then remembered Rajaka was most likely recovering by this point and he didn't have much time to waste. "Final Update on the current situation, Ada for certain has been defeated, Rajaka is on the ropes, and the others I'm sure are being fought as we speak, I'm going to aid them momentarily"
A second before he was about to dash off into the tower he stopped to notice Dacer and Tiger chilling nearby and decided to stop my there for a brief couple seconds to check on him. "I don't have too long now, but you holding up okay buddy?"
The sage spoke as he suddenly appeared in front of him.

There was a pause before he responded. As Jeff neared the tower, he could see Dacer relaxing with his back against its base near the entrance. The battlefield was still a total wreck, and the top of the tower was emitting a dangerously high amount of energy.

"We're fine. The hole in the sky looks like it's stopped growing... Unfortunately, most, if not all of our tech, was destroyed in that colossal blast. The only bots we have with us are those programmed to treat the injured and aid outside of combat."

Dacer looked up at Jeff with one eye closed and nodded. "Sure am, bud. Minus the fuckin' rain, it's just a splendid day." He turns his head slightly towards the tower. "But uh, how the hell did you... Come from... Over there? Weren't you inside the tower?"

"Ah, well I guess I'm gonna have my work cut out for me after this..." The sage spoke back to Mikey before turning his attention back to Dacer once more.
"Ah, yeah well almost. Yziera showed up for a little a sicked Rajaka on Techmo and he kinda wiped it off the map. I was able to get everyone evacuated however so besides the city there hasn't been many loses. As for Rajaka I kinda had him reduced to a regenerating pile of flesh before that Shiadra warped him out. Or well that's my guess, seemed too familiar to when she kidnapped me and Bruce for it not to be."
The sage the took a second to look at the pile of wreckage showing a hint of gloom just for a moment.

"Look I don't have too long, cause I'm sure they have Rajaka regenerating back to normal and I need to try to prevent that. If you can could you see if anyone survived the Buster wreckage for me?"

"Done," He assured Jeff, pointing towards the tower with one of his thumbs, "Go help those guys stop the world from blowing up, yeah?"

"Already on it" Jeff's voice responded back in a echo as he once again vanished off into the tower. The second he entered the tower he mere stopped a moment to stare down at the dead body of Vale letting out a sigh, and wishing perhaps things could have gone down otherwise. However he didn't reflect on it long as he flew straight up the spiraling staircase as he sent out a mass message to everyone currently in the tower.

"Everyone, I've managed to force Rajaka to have to fall back in the tower and still in pursuit. I'll be backing you all up shortly." He spoke as he quickly took a half second to peek into each and every room, until he finally reached one with a bunch of familiar energy coming from it. It would be there he would find more then he was looking for or better worded as definitely something he was not expecting....

Zelriane looked to Jeff for only a moment without his mask to cover his expression. Rajaka was immobilized at his feet, but that didn't stop what happened next. Zelriane slapped his hand onto Rajaka's bare chest. The massive man suddenly sprouted one of his arm's back and grabbed Zelriane's wrist a moment after.

"You'll soon learn, all of you, what it means to defy the natural order of the multiverse."

A mucus green light began to shine from where the two men made contact, and their bodies were encompassed by a similar glow.

"What it feels like to disappear into the ever constant hell of the void without the merciful preamble of death."

The light around their bodies intensified until their features were completely obscured. Rajaka turned his head towards Jeff as his body began to burn away with Zelriane, offering him one last smile.

"We are..." His words faded in and out of reality like somber echoes, refracting continuously into the minds of Jeff and Zios. "We're... Gonna..." Zelriane's body ripped apart into cinders with Rajaka's coalescing above them into a cloud of radiant smoke.



A burst of energy erupted from the point behind them, blasting through the outer walls of the tower. In a single moment, the previously unbreakable exterior was shattered. But despite the sudden surge of power, the tower did not fall. Instead, the above section floated in place, almost as if supported by an invisible wall, and the stairway lingered in midair, despite being torn to pieces. Where Rajaka and Zelriane once stood, now stood somebody new. A man nearly as tall as Rajaka, but with the lithe, muscular body structure of Zelriane. He wore a pair of loose fitting grey pants with lime-green stripes running down each pant leg. His hair was medium length, and hung magically in place around his head. His face, too, was a mixture of Zelriane's sharp features, and Rajaka's rugged definitions. He stood in place silently for a moment, before swiping a hand past his face and conjuring a mask of blackness to hide his features. The man opened his lime-green eyes and glared at whatever remained of Zios and Jeff, looking to see if they even survived the initial power surge that his body has just put out. His mouth curled into a subtle smile, and he grunted happily.

"Zelraka's here, kids," He said in a gruff voice, with an uncharacteristically refined manner of speaking.

"Who's first?"