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And suddenly they were back in the food court. Immediately the scents of food started to overwhelm her. Something was different. It was as if leaving that "Expanse" place had sharpened her senses immensely. Willing to bet that's Bitey's doing. Nyx listened as the other girl, the goth, told her a plan. Wrong plan. Listen, we were told the old man knows where to look. Don't lose sight of him. Also, don't assume it'll be someone 'important' either, it could be the assassination of a regular person that sets other things in motion. As these thoughts went through her head, Nyx followed the gaze of the other girl to the ceiling. She wasn't confident she'd be able to stop a killing, but at least she was armed, unlike most the people in the convention. Scarlet was talking to a younger girl who seemed to have noticed them reappearing, unlike most people around them. Did that make this girl the problem? Or an ally? Nyx decided to listen to her inner voices and stay close to the old man for now.

@Dimentio@Olive Fontaine

Stregobor, finally revealing himself, finally speaks. "I am Stregobor. Not from Earth here. As for you, Fei, I am going to fill you in on everything." He snaps his fingers again, filling Fei's mind with all of the other three's memories. "That's why we're here. I can extrapolate for any of your questions later. Unfortunately, we just need to look out for anyone who's about to die. Most likely they are a high profile target, but we shouldn't put our guard down."
"Now, I suggest we split up, the Entities will be telepathically guiding us whenever we're close to something, then we will have to take action.'

@Dimentio@Olive Fontaine

Stegobor, finally revealing himself, finally speaks. "I am Stregobor. Not from Earth here. As for you, Fei, I am going to fill you in on everything." He snaps his fingers again, filling Fei's mind with all of the other three's memories. "That's why we're here. I can extrapolate for any of your questions later. Unfortunately, we just need to look out for anyone who's about to die. Most likely they are a high profile target, but we shouldn't put our guard down."
"Now, I suggest we split up, the Entities will be telepathically guiding us whenever we're close to something, then we will have to take action.'

Now this sudden influx of Memories, While admittedly not as staggering as it normally would be considering Fei had received another one a Month ago when she got her Mental Guests would still make her blink and look at everyone in shock then at her hands before she pinched herself to make sure that she wasn't dreaming, which only confirmed that this was real and that she was awake. "So that explains a lot." She said after taking a moment to recover from this shocking revelation. "Yeah, I'll go look in the FPS section." The girl declared, admittedly because she wanted to play "Ultra Shoot cosmic horrors to death IV" and started to walk away from the food court, grabbing her Burrito since she intended to finish it.

inside feis mind

"Oh Just why is it all my Hate incarnations are useless?" Demise lamented "First I'm downgraded into a Mortal Warlock who's convinced himself he was trying to help his people, then I downgrade into a Human teenager. And even that so called Hedgehog is an 'Anti-hero'

"Must I remind you that I Seized the entirety of the Triforce?" Ganondorf retorted clearly fed up with the evil god's complaining about how useless his reincarnations were. "And we still have the Triforce of power.

"And yet you FAILED, you wanna know why? Simple, you wasted your chance to make a wish to gloat to your enemies and where did that get you? Oh that's right you Drowned along with the very kingdom you deemed to conquer." Demise snapped at the former thief king.

"since we are dealing with an assassin we'll need to be on the lookout for anyone who looks like or is acting suspicious. Also be careful we don't know what this assassin is capable of. Shadow advised Fei, clearly not in the mood to join Ganondorf and Demise's petty argument.

@Dimentio

A man, one level above the protagonists can be seen. He is dressed like a stereo typical necromancer in Fantasy. You know the type, a guy in a black robe, with a hood. Anyone who sees this individual can sense something very disturbing about him. The old man notices him. "Uh, forget splitting up, for now. Here's something that seems to be coming straight for us." The man seemingly vanishes without a trace, and Stregobor has a look of disappointment on his face. "Oh, well that would have been too easy."

@Dimentio

A man, one level above the protagonists can be seen. He is dressed like a stereo typical necromancer in Fantasy. You know the type, a guy in a black robe, with a hood. Anyone who sees this individual can sense something very disturbing about him. The old man notices him. "Uh, forget splitting up, for now. Here's something that seems to be coming straight for us." The man seemingly vanishes without a trace, and Stregobor has a look of disappointment on his face. "Oh, well that would have been too easy."

Fei briefly turns around upon hearing the old man warn the team about something coming towards them, taking a look at the figure and noting That something about him seemed disturbing only to then immediately fire a ball of electric energy at the Hooded figure who Fei said after he Vanished "Looked way too much like he was seeking attention from how Edgy he looked." Only for the Wannabe Edgelord to disappear without a trace before the Blast could hit him.

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Fei briefly turns around upon hearing the old man warn the team about something coming towards them, taking a look at the figure and noting That something about him seemed disturbing only to then immediately she fires a ball of electric energy at the Hooded figure who Fei said after he Vanished "Looked way too much like he was seeking attention from how Edgy he looked." Only for the Wannabe Edgelord to disappear without a trace before the Blast could hit him.

Fortunately, the energy blast missed the robed figure, as well as any of the indivuals at the Con. Well, that proved that the team was on track for what they were supposed to do. This was weird though, Stregobor acted like he was just on another day of the job, but in truth he was just as confused as the others. "Okay, we oughta split up like I said earlier. There are thousands of individuals here, we surely will have a much easier time doing this split five ways."

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Fortunately, the energy blast missed the robed figure. Well, that proved that the team was on track for what they were supposed to do. This was weird though, Stregobor acted like he was just on another day of the job, but in truth he was just as confused as the others. "Okay, we oughta split up like I said earlier. There are thousands of individuals here, we surely will have a much easier time doing this split five ways."

"I'm gonna go Look in the FPS section and then the Cosplay Section since Bro Looked liked a Dark souls character and that seems like the best place to hide" Fei said nonchalantly proceeding to walk out of the food court, still with her chicken burrito in tow so she could finish eating it.

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New plan, get away from the psychotic child with lightning blasts.
Seconded.
BITE!
Do not bite the girl who throws around lightning!
We're very lucky that she missed, and that nobody seems to be panicking. I wonder if there's something to that?
Ugh... this was getting really bad. Nyx decided to follow the advice of the old man and turned towards the Fantasy games section. Maybe she could find something there to help? An Excalibur or something to vanquish the evil guy... Or at least something cool to look at while the others did the fighting with their superpowers, or whatever they had.

Nyx Nebula

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New plan, get away from the psychotic child with lightning blasts.
Seconded.
BITE!
Do not bite the girl who throws around lightning!
We're very lucky that she missed, and that nobody seems to be panicking. I wonder if there's something to that?
Ugh... this was getting really bad. Nyx decided to follow the advice of the old man and turned towards the Fantasy games section. Maybe she could find something there to help? An Excalibur or something to vanquish the evil guy... Or at least something cool to look at while the others did the fighting with their superpowers, or whatever they had.@Sanity

Meanwhile, at the moment, there didn't seem to be much more luck finding any target of the aforementioned dark figure. However, a celebrity guest WAS called to the attention of the center stage. Everyone was given half an hour to take their seats and see who this person was. It could have been anyone from a Comic Book writer to Ryder Reid. Meanwhile, a man silently patted Ryder Reid on the shoulder, "That's your cue, you need to get on stage."

[color=39b54a][/color]And meanwhile Fei, after remembering that she should probably actually be on the lookout for that Edgy looking guy she tried to fry with an electric blast but also wanting to play video games and slack off remembered something from a few weeks ago when she had summoned the Demon's blade (What I assume Demise's sword is called in-universe) that demise had pointed out that if Necessary the Blade could be used to Summon a Sword Spirit, (This was after he had gotten used to the fact that he'd be Trapped inside her for the foreseeable future as a mere voice) to do all manner of tasks like give off warnings or advice and deal with chores that whoever held the sword either couldnt or Didn't want to do, like say Freeing an imprisoned Dark lord. After this realization Fei, having snuck into a bathroom hoping no one would notice summoned what she supposed was Technically Her sword since Demise was a past life of hers

In Fei's mind.

"Good Fei Good, now turn Ghirahim into his sword spirit form already if you want this Human Wizard out of the way. Just think of summoning him and my Dark power will finish the job."

"I still say you should have summoned Phantom Ganon, what indicator is there that this Ghirahim won't try to attack us due to not resembling the one he was bound to serve in any way?"

"Would he dare?" Fei asked

"even if he does assault us we'll barely need to use any of our power to stop him." Demise intoned

"ARISE GHIRAHIM!!!" Fei intoned holding her hand in a fist, the sword floating in front of her, the sword began to change and Shift with Black lightning coming from it as the Demon lord for the first time in what seemed like millennia finally Appeared.

"Ohhh, ahh my back, it feels like it's been an eon since I walked on the Hylian plane." Ghirahim declared while Cracking his neck and Back, Being a was uncomfortable especially when it was for a long time, but that wasn't his main Concern.

"What is thy bid-Wait You're not master Demise!" Ghirahim pointed at Fei "I don't believe it! A wriggling Hylian worm managed to summon me! I Would Normally destroy you for such a thing but yet your Presence feels odd...I can sense Lord Demise's energy in you somehow, odd."

GHIRAHIM! Fei spoke up in Demise's voice you must venture to the Section of this place called the Cosplay Section, a human wizard in cloaks of Black has offended me."

"Ah an assassination job, how I missed those." Ghirahim mused convinced to Listen to this Human worm, if only so that she would return him to his Master's side unaware that he was already there if technically speaking. Ending a human would be easy. "Unless that meddling brat in green shows up again." Ghirahim noted, his desire for revenge on Link clearly showing as he exited the bathroom.

"What is thy bid-Wait You're not master Demise!" Ghirahim pointed at Fei "I don't believe it! A wriggling Hylian worm managed to summon me! I Would Normally destroy you for such a thing but yet your Presence feels odd...I can sense Lord Demise's energy in you somehow, odd."

GHIRAHIM! Fei spoke up in Demise's voice you must venture to the Section of this place called the Cosplay Section, a human wizard in cloaks of Black has offended me."

"Ah an assassination job, how I missed those." Ghirahim mused convinced to Listen to this Human worm, if only so that she would return him to his Master's side unaware that he was already there if technically speaking. Ending a human would be easy. "Unless that meddling brat in green shows up again." Ghirahim noted, his desire for revenge on Link clearly showing as he exited the bathroom.

::Moments later::
@Sanity
Ryder Reid, on the stage, is also followed by Ghirahim, not closely, but more closely by a man in disguise, one of the apparent employees working under Reid, perhaps an intern. As Reid is about to speak at the lecturn, Murdaugh, now somehow seems to halt time it'self, as the man's eyes glow a mysterious red energy that only the protagonists can see, a split moment just before time stops. As his hand, now wielding a dagger, prepares to plunge the said weapon into Ryder's back, Ghirahim quickly disarms the would be assassin, literally.

Mister Murdaugh silently steps back, noting the appearance of the annoying swordsman. "If that would have been permanent I would be extremely furious!" The necromancer stated. His blood spurt over Mister Reid, though he makes sure to cause his severed arm to vanish from the stage, so he could preserve it and then re-attach it. He mutters something under his breath, envoloping Ghirahim in fire.

The horned goth girl had followed in behind Ghirahim, being suspicious of what the beast was up to. Evidently he was one of theirs however - and a fight was already breaking out on stage. The necromancer man had shown himself again, and now he was trying to plant his dagger in Ryder's back! Stopped once by the summoned beast, he quickly struck back against it with some kind of fiery conjuration.

Scarlet cracked a smile - now things were getting interesting! She lifted her hand and pointed its palm at the necromancer. "Freeze!" she shouted, and she fired an icy blue projectile at the cloaked man. The air immediately chilled, and the ground beneath the spell's path began to freeze over. Blizzaga was one of the most powerful cold magics she had inherited; it would home in on the target to a degree, and a direct hit could prove immensely damaging.

When the attack happened, Rhyder ran.
Having left the group to wash the blood from himself, Rhyder was standing in the public toilet, taking a piss. After emptying his bladder and moved to the basin. Splashing some water on his face, he didn’t quite feel like himself. He stared into his reflection. It didn’t feel like his. It felt like three strange faces staring back at him. He took off his red leather coat and placed it on the counter. “Fucking ruined.” He muttered under his breath as he struck the marble counter. Cracking it.

He placed his red tinted sunglasses under the water in the sink to wash the blood from the lens. Placing them back on. It was time to get serious. Something within Rhyder changed. He now had access to a power he hadn’t had before. “Oh I am going to enjoy this.” He rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt. Reaching behind his back he grabbed two guns that materialised out of thin air. Ebony and Ivory.

Kicking the door to the bathroom open he pointed the guns at the assailant. “Oi, I’m the one you want.”

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::Moments later::
@Sanity
Ryder Reid, on the stage, is also followed by Ghirahim, not closely, but more closely by a man in disguise, one of the apparent employees working under Reid, perhaps an intern. As Reid is about to speak at the lecturn, Murdaugh, now somehow seems to halt time it'self, as the man's eyes glow a mysterious red energy that only the protagonists can see, a split moment just before time stops. As his hand, now wielding a dagger, prepares to plunge the said weapon into Ryder's back, Ghirahim quickly disarms the would be assassin, literally.

Mister Murdaugh silently steps back, noting the appearance of the annoying swordsman. "If that would have been permanent I would be extremely furious!" The necromancer stated. His blood spurt over Mister Reid, though he makes sure to cause his severed arm to vanish from the stage, so he could preserve it and then re-attach it. He mutters something under his breath, enveloping Ghirahim in fire.

"Ohoho, my my you have Bigger things to worry about than a severed arm little man. For I have finally spilled blood for the first time in a loooong time, But oh my I'm being Positively uncivil I haven't even introduced myself yet, You can call me Ghirahim." The demon lord introduced himself with a mocking Bow as the wizard set him on fire. "Oh this paltry fire spell, even a wizzrobe could conjure up a better one without having to use Evocation." Ghirahim dismissed after walking out of the fire and drawing his saber to slash at Mr murdaugh and do a lot more than just disarm him when he sensed what appeared to be another demon fire an Ice spell at the wizard, Ghirahim just rolled his eyes, there was no way a spell of that much power would be necessary on most humans. Clearly this demon was an amateur at her craft if she was using a spell od this power on a Hylian worm, after Teleporting behind and slashing Mr murdaugh into tbe path of the Blizzaga with the intention to hopefully cut him in half then let him get frozen by the attack so that the Living demons blade could shatter him. He clearly didn't notice Ryder or didn't care.

Scarlet Thorne

The horned goth girl had followed in behind Ghirahim, being suspicious of what the beast was up to. Evidently he was one of theirs however - and a fight was already breaking out on stage. The necromancer man had shown himself again, and now he was trying to plant his dagger in Ryder's back! Stopped once by the summoned beast, he quickly struck back against it with some kind of fiery conjuration.

Scarlet cracked a smile - now things were getting interesting! She lifted her hand and pointed its palm at the necromancer. "Freeze!" she shouted, and she fired an icy blue projectile at the cloaked man. The air immediately chilled, and the ground beneath the spell's path began to freeze over. Blizzaga was one of the most powerful cold magics she had inherited; it would home in on the target to a degree, and a direct hit could prove immensely damaging.

The ice did manage to land a direct strike on Lucian's physical form. He didn't so much as wince, though, and the ice didn't seem to be effective. Furthermore, the saber strike from Ghirahim did manage to slash through him, though oddly, he felt no pain and then, Telekinetically, he drew Ghirahim in, binding his limbs, and quickly slashed Ghirahim's body with a conjured metal scythe. Though, his body was filled with wounds and bleeding.

Albert had just finished taken of the VR gear in one of the demo booths and was slipping his leather jacket back on, still impressed that a venue this packed could actually manage to remain cold when he noticed the people around him remaining perfectly still.
"Huh, did I miss the start of some weird publicity stunt, maybe for that puzzle game with the time stop gimmick." He thinks to himselves.
"If only, can't you feel it, that itch on a limb that's not there, someone nearby has stopped time." Replies a voice within his head.

The ice did manage to land a direct strike on Lucian's physical form. He didn't so much as wince, though, and the ice didn't seem to be effective. Furthermore, the saber strike from Ghirahim did manage to slash through him, though oddly, he felt no pain and then, Telekinetically, he drew Ghirahim in, binding his limbs, and quickly slashed Ghirahim's body with a conjured metal scythe. Though, his body was filled with wounds and bleeding.

Ghirahim only smirked as the Scythe appeared, the demon was confident that it would barely be able to harm him unless it was enchanted specifically to fight Demons, then it would be slightly worrying to the Sword spirit if only because Ghirahim didn't want his body marred by wounds if it was a holy scythe so the demon made sure to with what little movement wss afforded to him try to catch the scythe with two of his fingers.

<Snipped quote by ActRaiserTheReturned>

Ghirahim only smirked as the Scythe appeared, the demon was confident that it would barely be able to harm him unless it was enchanted specifically to fight Demons, then it would be slightly worrying to the Sword spirit if only because Ghirahim didn't want his body marred by wounds if it was a holy scythe so the demon made sure to with what little movement wss afforded to him try to catch the scythe with two of his fingers.

Luckily for Ghirahim, he does catch Lucian's scythe. Lucian, growling, disappeared, seemingly without a trace. Appearing in front of the party members on center stage, still missing an arm, with his remaining arm free of weapons, he opens it, makes a quick gesture, casting a spell of sleep on all his foes, attempting to draw them into a dream realm.

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Nyx, over in the Fantasy section, could only just hear the fighting thanks to Dorumon's enhancing of her senses. She happened to have stopped near an area for a medieval game.
Hey, Nyx.
Huh? That was the first time that this voice had ever called her by her name. Um... what is it?
Lemme borrow your body for a second.
What? Um... okay, but how?
I'm not exactly clear on that either, but just relax and if you feel your body moving, don't try to stop it.
Uh... okay?
It took a few moments, but soon the voice was in control of most of Nyx's body. And so she walked in and grabbed a replica bow and an arrow, against the commands of the ones running the booth. "Calm down, I just want to see how well this works before I consider buying it." the inner voice said from Nyx.
I'll bite, what are you doing?
Bite!
Not literally, of course.
Showing you why I'm called 'Archer.'
You're called 'Archer?' You never told us that.
Well, I have now.
Nyx felt her body drop to one knee as she pulled the arrow to notch on the bow. Sure, it was just plastic, but it would serve "Archer's" purposes. A moment passed as she took aim. "Excuse me, but get out of the way, please." Nyx heard herself say to those standing in front of her. Luckily, they did move and she could see with her enhanced eyesight that there was someone missing an arm on the center stage.
What's going on? Who is that?
I'm about eighty-percent sure that's our target.
You're going to shoot someone you're only eighty-percent sure is who you should be shooting?
Relax, it's a plastic arrow.
And with that, Nyx fired the arrow at breakneck speeds towards Lucian, aiming to embed it in his shoulder.

And with that, Nyx fired the arrow at breakneck speeds towards Lucian, aiming to embed it in his shoulder.

Lucian, disappearing as the sleeping bodies now lay on Center Stage, entered into a vast mindscape, where these sleeping protagonists found themselves in familiar, yet twisted places.
Then a man with a presence who was unmistakably Lucian, but looking much older appeared, still dressed in a very old fashioned way, but nonetheless differently.


"Welcome to your Nightmares!"