The episode begins with the main group of three Plantars and two humans travelling in the Fwagon across Amphibia during the afternoon, their journey towards the destination of Newtopia eventually drawing to a close. Right now, (Y/N) is watching an episode of Camp Hades with Sprig, with the episode being in the fourth season and consisting of the final six contestants. As for the others, Anne is busy writing in her journal while taking an occasional glance at whatever the two boys are watching, while Polly is busy doing some drawings on the floor.

Soon, the Fwagon comes to a slow halt as Hop Pop enters the room, holding a map of Amphibia in his hands. Upon seeing him, the elderly frog motions for the other four to come join him at the table to hear what he has to say.

Hop Pop: (lays out the map) Alright, gang. According to the map, we should be getting really close to Newtopia. All we gotta do is make it through this here forest, and if no more problems come up, we should make it right around probably this evening.

Anne: (excitedly) Alright! We're getting sooner to find out more about that box! And maybe, we might be able to find where Marcy is, and then we can find a way to get home! (looks to (Y/N)) We can see our parents again!

(Y/N): (nervously laughs) Hehe... Yeah, home... Our parents... (Sprig pats his shoulders)

Hop Pop: (puts away the map) Well, like I said, depends on if no last minute surprises come up. If so, it'll most likely take us until next morning. So in the meantime, just enjoy yourselves and don't get into any fights! If you'll need me, I'll be up top keeping Bessie on the right path. (heads off)

Sprig: (excitedly) Oh boy! Wonder what Newtopia will have when we get there? Fancy buildings? Golden paths? (starts shaking) The possibilities are endless, and I can't contain myself!!

(Y/N): (pats Sprig's head) Easy there, little buddy. I get that it's exciting going to a new place, but remember that we won't be actually arriving there for a few hours. So try and control yourself until we get there, please?

Sprig: (playfully salutes) You got it, (Y/N)! (looks to Polly) You excited as well, Polly?

Polly: Oh, you bet. Check out what I drew! (shows her drawing) It's me wielding some cool and ancient armour while slaying my enemies without any hesitation!

Anne: (nervously) Wow, Polly. That's... pretty graphic. (speaks up) I've been busy writing down our adventures by memory into my journal, and included some drawings of my own! (shows her journal while blocking the words) See? Here's one based on when we all explored the farm's basement. (flips the page) And here's when me and (Y/N) hung out with Wally and saw the Moss Man. (glares at Sprig and Polly) Don't any of you say anything.

Sprig: (smirks) Oh, we won't. (him and Polly chuckle) What about you, (Y/N)? You also excited to visit Newtopia?

(Y/N): (happily nods) Oh, you bet, Sprig! I'm just as excited and curious as everyone else here? There's so many questions I have of my own about the place, like who founded the entire capital? What kind of history does the whole of Amphibia hide, considering what we've all seen? And just what else Newtopia might have in store for us? (sees Anne giving him a stare) What? You already know I'm a "nerd", as you and others back at school would say.

Anne: (rolls his eyes) Yeah, but until we reunite with Marcy, better get used to me always giving you that stare, (Y/N). (gains an upset expression) Speaking of Marcy, you think we might find her soon? After what happened with... You know who, I'm afraid of what Marcy is going through. We don't know if she might be having the same experience as us or better, or if she's out there. Confused, alone, scared...

(Y/N): (puts a hand on Anne's shoulder) Anne, take a deep breath. Yeah, Marcy might be a bit clumsy... (Anne raises an eyebrow) Okay, she can be very clumsy, but she's also very smart. Even if she ended up in the wilderness like she did, she'd probably act as if she was in a survival game and built shelter or found civilisation. Plus, there's the possibility she might be also heading to Newtopia. The best we can do for now is hope for her to be alright, and then when the time comes, we'll look for her.

Anne: (smiles) Thanks man. (wipes a tear away) Since when were you suddenly part-therapist? (both her and (Y/N) chuckle) Anyway, I'm guessing you and Sprig are gonna continue watching Season 4 of Camp Hades, right?

(Y/N): (shakes his head) Nah, I'm gonna let Sprig watch the rest of the episode and the season as a whole. I'm gonna catch up on some sleep that I've lost from that whole Curiosity Hut event.

Sprig: (leaps onto (Y/N)'s shoulders) Aw, come on, (Y/N)! I wanna watch the rest of the episode with you! And there's so many questions I want answers! Will Joey the bad boy and Harper the delinquent queen finally hook up? Will Grayson the jock storm his way to victory? How will the alliance of Penelope the sweet girl and Thunder the geek turn out? And will Andrew finally crawl out of his shell?

(Y/N): (pats Sprig's head) Sprig, I've watched every season of Camp Hades multiple times, both by myself or with my aunt, uncle, and cousins. You can watch it without me potentially letting out an accidental spoiler or two. Just be sure to tell me about your thoughts on what you witness.

Sprig chuckles and gives (Y/N) another playful salute, to which the one-eyed human gives one right back before heading over to the couch and laying down on it, falling asleep the minute he gets into a comfortable position. As the other three go back to their earlier activities, none of them notice a small yet noticeable orange light shining from inside (Y/N)'s pocket...

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The one-eyed boy wakes up in an all familiar location, that being the Pocket Dimension that connects the worlds of the other wielders together, having the same sights as last time, seeing the same orange glow coming from the depths below, and the same floating islands with the strange humanoid figures aimlessly roaming around on them. However, now added to the whole Pocket Dimension are two surprising sights: On some of the floating islands, there's now what appears to be marches and even fortresses, though due to how far they are from where (Y/N) is, the young boy isn't sure unless he can take a closer look.

When checking the pathway leading to Baphomet's world, the orange stars have been replaced with orange symbols that are usually on poker cards. Once he's noticed the new additions to the Pocket Dimension, the one-eyed boy sits on the edge of the platform he's on, harmlessly looking around and seeing what the humanoid creatures are doing, until he feels something or someone tap him on the shoulder. Knowing this trick from the last time, (Y/N) rolls his eye and turns his head around in the other direction, expecting to see Kokai there. However, he's surprised to see Baphomet floating close to him, having the usual smirk yet his eyes show that they weren't expecting that.

Baphomet: (cackles) WOW!! I WASN'T EXPECTING YOU TO KNOW THIS TRICK ALREADY!! BUT ANYWAYS, HOW'S MY FELLOW CHAOS BUDDY DOING?!

(Y/N): (waves his hand) Oh, we've gotten into a bit of trouble, mainly encountering a pompous family member of a friend, and me and Anne nearly got turned into wax statues, but they weren't as hectic as some of the earlier adventures. (blinks in confusion) Wait, did you call me your chaos buddy?

Baphomet: (nods) OF COURSE I DID! BOTH YOU AND I SHARED HAD SO MUCH FUN, FUN REVELLING IN SUCH FREEDOM AND CHAOS!! I COULD SEE IT IN YOUR EYES, AND HEARD IT THROUGH YOUR VOICE AND LAUGHTER!! (leans in closer) WE SHOULD REALLY PUT ON ANOTHER PERFORMANCE SOMETIME!!

Personify: Now now, Baphomet. You've already had your fun battling (Y/N), but he has to face the other wielders. You two can bring about more chaos once this whole trial has been wrapped up.

Both (Y/N) and Baphomet, the latter having an upset expression, turn to the direction of Personify's voice and seeing the flaming guardian of the Orange Gem of Choice making their way over, along with the other five previous wielders. Kokai zooms over with a harmless smirk on her face, while both Gemini's and The Sealed have an annoyed look on their faces. As for Yanshou, he still carries the same peaceful and passive smile on his own face.

Baphomet: (sulks) OH, BOO HOO HOO!! YOU ALL REALLY DON'T APPRECIATE THE FUN, FUN AND CHAOS, CHAOS THAT I BRING!! I'VE ALREADY HAD ENOUGH OF HER TRYING TO KEEP CONTROL AND ORDER!!

Yanshou: (pats Baphomet's shoulder) There is a time and place for all behaviours, Baphomet. You'll be able to share your chaos with us and others in the future. But for now, we request that you try to contain it for now.

Kokai: (crosses her arms) Plus, you can consider this as payback for all those pranks you've been pulling on us, especially the makeup gun you made. (narrows her eyes) We females still don't find it funny.

Baphomet: (frowns) OKAY, OKAY. NEXT TIME YOU ALL NEED A LAST MINUTE MAKEUP JOB, I WON'T TRY AND BE NICE, NICE. (smirks) SO HOW ABOUT I MAKE IT UP WITH SOME DESSERT, DESSERT!!

In the blink of an eye, the chaotic jester produces a large number of varying pies and throws it at the whole group. Both Personify and Kokai quickly duck under the pastries, with the others getting hit in the face by the treats. (Y/N) chuckles at the harmless act, but then the pies suddenly explode, leaving Yanshou, The Sealed, and both Gemini's faces covered in both paste and smoke, which gets the one-eyed boy to stop laughing, and for Baphomet letting out hysterical chuckles.

Gemini 1: (growls in anger) THAT'S IT, YOU SENTIENT PUMPKIN!! I'M GONNA SQUASH YOU!!

Despite Yanshou trying to calm him down, the flaming titan unleashes a powerful flamethrower straight at Baphomet, only for the jester to instantly teleport away and reappear in another location, letting out a mocking laughter while harmlessly sticking his tongue out at him. All this does is infuriate Gemini 1 even more, as he now begins to chase after Baphomet, shooting projectiles and slashing wildly as the chaotic gremlin keeps appearing and disappearing, occasionally attacking back for fun.

Gemini 1: (roars in frustration) HOLD STILL, YOU FREAKING BASKETBALL!! I SWEAR, THE MINUTE I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, I'LL INCINERATE EVERY INCH OF YOUR SKIN UNTIL NOBODY WILL BE ABLE TO RECOGNISE YOUR APPEARANCE!!

Baphomet: (cackles) UEE HEE HEE!! COME ON, KEEP IT UP, SMOKEY!! YOU ALMOST GOT ME THERE!! (summons some marshmallows) YOU MIND IF I USE YOUR MAGMA SALIVA TO COOK SOME TREATS FOR A FEW MOMENTS?

Gemini 1: (roars) JUST YOU WAIT, I'LL END YOU!!!

After avoiding more blasts of fire and aggressive swipes, Baphomet harmlessly slaps Gemini 1 on the side of the head, giving a small electric shock via a buzzer hidden by his sleeves. While it didn't hurt the magmatic monstrosity, it still aggravates him as he keeps trying to attack the orange jester, while the others watch on, unsure of how to feel about the situation.

(Y/N): (confused) Uh, should we try and stop them from destroying more of this place? I don't wanna see the new structures get damaged or destroyed.

The Sealed: Do not worry, (Y/N)... The fight will not only keep Baphomet distracted for now, but will help wear them both down, so that when they need to take a breather, neither of the two will potentially cause any interruptions.

Personify: And as for the structures, they can be repaired. I've seen landscapes the Pocket Dimension has generated get broken apart and restored after some time, almost as if nothing ever happened to any of them.

(Y/N): Oh, if you guys say so. (stands up and stretches) So, is there any advice any of you guys can tell me about the next wielder please?

Personify: Of course, (Y/N). (clears his throat) Out of the other wielders that you have already encountered, battled, and befriended, this one is quite similar to Yanshou and both halves of Gemini, but also different in a way. She's human at heart, yet a disaster and painful event in her life has caused her outer appearance to change, not just for survival, but to reflect her moving on and accepting her new status as a Wielder of the Orange Gem of Choice.

Baphomet: (teleports over) OH, ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT HER?! SHE'S SO BORING, BORING!! ALL SHE WANTS IS THERE TO BE ORDER AMONG THE GROUP, KEEPS TRYING TO GET US TO DO THESE RIDICULOUS REQUESTS, AND SHE WANTS ME TO BEHAVE, BEHAVE!! (turns to (Y/N)) DO ME A FAVOUR, FELLOW CHAOS INFUSIST, AND MAKE SURE SHE GETS BEATEN, BEATEN!! TAKE YOUR WEAPONS AND DO YOUR STRONGEST AGAINST HER!!

Personify: (moves Baphomet aside) I understand the distaste you and her have for one another, Baphomet, but you two are still allies. No matter what arguments come up, they will be put onto the side when your attention is needed elsewhere.

Baphomet: (frowns) FINE, BUT DON'T THINK I'LL BE GETTING ALONG WITH HER, HER!! (teleports away)

(Y/N): (looks to the sulking Baphomet) Didn't know the next wielder was Baphomet's opposite. (looks to the others) Do you guys have any views on her?

Kokai: (thinks for a moment) Well, she might be a bit nerdy, but she's honestly one of those cool nerds. When we first met, I didn't like her at first, cause she reminded me way too much of those scientists from my world, but after she opened up to me about her past and what the vision she's still trying to make real, I pushed my judgement aside and got along with her. (pats Gemini 2's shoulder) We even formed our own female friendship circle with her.

Gemini 2: (nods) That we have, and from my interactions with her, she is incredibly polite and patient. Just be mindful of the subtle and quiet noises that will be coming from her new body.

The Sealed: (floats near Kokai) Or the steam emitting from some of the pipes... It's been how many years, and she still claims to be "working on that issue"...

(Y/N): (tilts his head) Her new body? Pipes? What do you mean?

Yanshou: (puts a hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder) You'll soon find out after you've met her for the first time, (Y/N). But don't take her lightly. She's quite the intelligent fighter, often preferring to use tricks or her own opponent's skills to win her battles.

(Y/N): (quietly) So... Be mindful of how I fight, try not to get blindsided by any surprises, and don't underestimate her by any means. (looks to Yanshou) Thanks for the tips, Yanshou.

Personify: (points down a path) Now, if you are ready to meet and battle the next wielder, head down the pathway to your West and prepare for the next stage of your trial. Oh, and there's one last piece of information I will be telling you about: The sixth wielder has made an interesting request for your battle, primarily because she has recently finished working on a passion project of hers, and wishes to test it out.

(Y/N): (confused) So, that means...

Personify: It means that for this battle, (Y/N), you will not be fighting alone. Instead, you will be accompanied by an ally.

(Y/N): (eyes widen) An ally? You mean, one of you guys are helping me out in this battle, I'm guessing? (points at the group)

Personify: (shakes his head) I'm afraid not, (Y/N). As you remember when first accepting this challenge, I've been instructed to share small amounts of information about the wielder you're about to face. I am not allowed to fight alongside you or train you. This is the same for the eventual sparing match in the future, where you and the others will hold nothing back, and I will be both the spectator and the referee to them.

(Y/N): Alright then. So that means the others can't help out either, right?

The Sealed: (floats forward) Correct, young boy. Just like how Personify explained back then, us other wielders are also prohibited to assist you in combat...

Kokai: (crosses her arms) Which is really unfortunate! I mean, after how well we worked together during that whole "Temporary Multiverse Collision" event, I enjoyed fighting alongside you. We had a great way of sorting out issues across the arena, and I really wanna do that again sometime!

Yanshou: I'm also a bit upset about this rule, but not in the same way as Kokai is. Instead, I'd thought if the rule wasn't in place, we could use our moments fighting alongside each other as a way of strengthening our bond, potentially becoming akin to brothers. (takes a sip of some tea) But, it seems that I'll have to wait a little while longer until that day will come.

Gemini 2: (sighs) Not to sound rude, but I'm thankful that neither my infernal opposite or I would be joining you in this part of the challenge. Do not misinterpret my words, (Y/N), as I wouldn't be against partnering with you. It's just that I'm more worried about what actions Gemini 1 would take. (briefly glances at Gemini 1) If he would be assisting you, then I fear he'd spend most of it being incredibly destructive and causing unnecessary conflict. If I was chosen, then I'd know he'd be spending most of his time trying to attack a certain friend of mine. (glances at Kokai) Even if they say they have it covered.

Kokai: (sheepishly) Hey, you know both me and The Sealed can handle whatever the messed-up hot sauce with legs throws at us, verbal or physical!

Gemini 2: (narrows her eyes) And may I remind you that the reason behind his aggressive attacks is because either Baphomet, another wielder, or even yourself are the ones that get him aggravated in the first place?! (rubs her temples) Even if he tends to explode and destroy anything and anyone around him, he is still considered a brother to me, which means that I still care for him. (mumbles) Even if I'd prefer if he gets turned into some kind of damaged hot tub.

Gemini 1: (shouts at her) I HEARD THAT, YOU DELUSIONAL, SEALIFE-LOVING, SELF-PROCLAIMED QUEEN OF THE SEA!! AND I'D PREFER IT IF BOTH YOU AND THAT UNDERWATER TEMPLE YOU KEEP HIDING IN ARE BOTH MELTED INTO NOTHING BUT SMOKE FOR THE OZONE LAYER TO DEAL WITH!!

Gemini 2: (deadpans) The feeling is mutual, Gemini 1. (looks back at Kokai) Don't get him more angry than he is now. I don't want to waste both my energy and my time trying to calm him down.

Kokai: (slyly smirks) I make no promises, even to you, my fellow female friend.

(Y/N): (speaks up) Sorry for interrupting, but there's something I gotta ask. If neither of you all are gonna be assisting me, then who or what is?

Personify: To answer your question (Y/N), the figure that you'll be partnered up with... Is someone closer to you than you expect, and isn't someone you'd expect either. (sees (Y/N)'s confused expression) Once you step into the world of the sixth wielder, then you'll see what I mean. Now, good luck, dear child.

(Y/N): (nods) Thank you, Personify. And wish me luck, guys!

As the other wielders wave farewell to (Y/N) for now, the one-eyed teenager walks along the pathway of stars to his left, slowly approaching the gateway to the world of the Sixth Wielder until he finds himself right in front of it. Right as he's starting to step through it, (Y/N) feels something... off inside of his chest. It feels uncomfortable and slightly painful, almost like whatever's causing it desperately wants to get out. And just then, he feels his vision growing lighter as he stumbles through the gateway...

With the feeling in his chest slowly becoming lighter as he blacks out...

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*POKE*

*POKE*

(Y/N) hears a quiet groan escape from his lips as he feels something poking his cheek. Seems like each world will have a completely different way of waking him up. First the sound of water droplets, next is birds chirping, followed by intense sunlight shining on his face, and Baphomet's laughter being most recent. As (Y/N) slowly opens his eye, his blurred vision shows himself looking at towering objects, most likely trees as he feels a calming breeze brush his face, and the most important thing to notice is some kind of figure looming over him.

(Y/N): (internally) Guess whoever this person is either the person that's fighting alongside me, or someone to guide me to where the wielder currently is, similar to Waltz back in Yanshou's world. (sighs) Well, I should try and get to know who they are and-

*LICK*

At that moment, (Y/N) just pauses as his eyes widen, realising what the figure just did. They just licked him on the face. After recoiling back in both surprise and slight disgust, his vision begins to become more clearer, allowing the one-eyed boy to see just who the person is as they recoil back in surprise. However, (Y/N) is caught off-guard, as the person crouching right beside him is... himself?!

Well, it is himself, but with some very noticeable differences. For starters, their hair appears to be very messy, and their clothes are just a white vest and black shorts, with both looking to be slightly ripped. Next, the reflection also seems to be missing an eye, with his remaining one shining a bright yellow as his skin is a sickly green tint. Finally, his hands and feet appear to be claws, and his teeth are incredibly sharp, almost matching the fangs of either a crocodile or a shark.

Speaking of which, the animalistic version of (Y/N) seems to be just as surprised to see the actual young human get up so quickly, and dashes behind one of the many tall objects that surrounds the two of them, occasionally poking their head out to see if the one-eyed boy will walk over or not. As for (Y/N), he just rubs his head and stretches his arms, noticing both sickles and his scythe resting to his right.

(Y/N): (internally) Is that supposed to be me? But... Why does he look more like an animal than a human? (eyes widen) Wait a minute, Anne and Sprig told me about my cursed form when Barry cursed us. Guess this side of me never left me after that time. (smirks) Now I think I see what Personify meant by my ally being someone closer than I thought.

Looking back to his Cursed counterpart, (Y/N) sees the living opposite slowly approach him, seemingly curious about the human, as he lightly pokes the one-eyed boys face. Then, he moves his claws up to his hair and pulls on it before moving onto examining his jaw.

(Y/N): (slightly pushes back) Whoa, I get that you're curious, but please don't try and break my jaw. (Cursed (Y/N) steps away) Thanks. So, we're gonna be working together to battle this upcoming wielder. (offers a hand out) Hope we can work together, other me.

Cursed (Y/N) looks to the hand, staring blankly for a moment before letting out a few animalistic noises before lightly pouncing at the actual (Y/N), almost knocking the human over and getting his cursed counterpart to chuckle at the reaction. After regaining his balance, the two get a proper look at the tall structures, revealing them to be mechanical trees, covered in metallic covers and a few gears and pipes visible from small openings. Looking up, they can see the "branches" are producing some kind of weird smog, which is coloured a mix between pink and purple rather than grey.

(Y/N): (confused) These trees are mechanical, and are producing some kind of smoke? (looks around the area) Yet everything else is organic. So, this world seems to have some kind of fascination with machinery. (turns to Cursed (Y/N)) Alright then. You ready to look for the Sixth Wielder, buddy?

Cursed (Y/N) lets out some passive and excited barks before sniffing the ground for some kind of scent. A few seconds later, and the green-skinned creature starts crawling off in a direction, with the one-eyed human running after him, placing his sickles onto the sides of his hoodie and his scythe onto his back. While running through the forest of mechanical trees and other strange devices that resemble other kinds of plantation, until they both notice massive structures in the distance, as well as two armoured figures guarding the entrance to the location.

The location in general has a massive stone wall with said armoured guards protecting what appears to be the only entrance to the place, with might either be an important city or the capital of a country. While the stony walls prevent most of what's on the other side impossible to see, some towering structures and multiple flying machines both entering and leaving the location. As both (Y/N) and his Cursed counterpart sprint down a hill and towards the main gates, the two guards block their path, pointing strange variants of spears at them.

Guard 1: (aggressively) Halt, outsider! State your name, your business here, and keep that creature under control! We don't want it mindlessly drooling on our armour. (Cursed (Y/N) growls offendedly)

(Y/N): (nervously) U-Uh, well... My name is (Y/N), and I'm wishing to enter this place because I am looking for someone important.

Guard 2: (intrigued) If you wish to enter the city of Tekunin, then you must show us both proof of your word. Are there any documents to back up your answer?

(Y/N): (confused) Documents? Sorry, but I'm not from around here. I don't have any of kinds of documents on me-

Guard 1: (scoffs) We can tell, given the primitive variants of the weapons you carry. (points to his sickles and scythe) Now, we'll only tell you this once. Leave these grounds and never return, or else we'll stain both our weapons and the path with the blood of both you and that animal beside you. (Cursed (Y/N) growls and takes a fighting stance)

(Y/N): (steps in front of Cursed (Y/N)) Calm down, buddy. Let's not spill anything yet. (looks at the two guards) Please, is there any way I can earn my way inside?

Guard 2: (shakes his head) There isn't any. Now, draw your weapons, and prepare for-

Right before any declaration for battle can be made, a loud piercing noise suddenly erupts from the helmets of the two guards, halting their aggression as a feminine voice soon speaks up.

???: (through a radio) Let the young boy into Tekunin, Oniro and Zenkaro. An old acquaintance of mine informed me of their eventual arrival, and my hidden sight scopes show me a perfect resemblance of the appearance that was described to me. Let him through and guide him to my workshop. That is an order.

Oniro: (nods) Very well then, industrial inventor.

The more calmer of the two guards, that being Oniro, walks over to the entrance gates and pulls a concealed lever in the walls, resulting in the sounds of gears turning coming from the other side. Soon the guardsman steps back, joining the two visitors and his partners as Tekunin's massive gates open up, allowing both Oniro and Zenkaro to guide both (Y/N) and his Cursed counterpart into the city. Right as he takes his first few steps into the place, the one-eyed boy looks around in awe.

What he's just stepped into resembles a Steampunk Metropolis, with towers and cathedrals looking slightly futuristic, cable trains speeding along while mechanical roar and swarm the skies above, and the entire area splits off into higher and lower sections, with the latter leading deeper underground. (Y/N)'s eyes kept drifting to each building up ahead and all around him, seeing the multitude of machinery and sounds of ticking gears and blaring pipes, all while each civilian gives both him and his Cursed counterpart stares of complete confusion or disgust.

Oniro: (notices (Y/N) looking around) You seem to be heavily admiring the structures of Tekunin, young child. Don't you have similar sights where you're from?

(Y/N): (shakes his head) Not really. I mean, there are some buildings that share the appearances to some of these, but they're vastly different. (Oniro nods) So, how did you both come here?

Oniro: (closes his eyes) It was many years ago, back when I had finished my training in combat, and was allowed to explore the valley and carve out my own legacy. At first, I chose to fight for only myself, but upon finding myself discovering the city of Tekunin during its early construction stages, I attempted to take it over. What I first thought would be an easy victory led to a crushing defeat by the mistress that was crafting this place, where I demanded for my life to end, saying I've lost my honour... (lightly smiles) But she didn't.

Oniro: (looks around) Instead, she offered me a place here in Tekunin, as one of the many guardsman that would defend this great city, where anyone could escape conflict and find peace and comfort here. (looks at Zenkaro) Now, if only someone else could understand what the industrial inventor wants and respect those wishes.

Zenkaro: (scoffs) I do respect her wishes. I just can't see why she hesitates on seeking retribution onto those that harmed her. That harmed us. (points at Oniro) You've told me of how your clan trained with the mindset of never showing mercy to those that don't deserve it.

Oniro: (nods) I remember, and the mistress has taught me to open my mind and adopt the mindsets of others. (looks to (Y/N)) Forgive Zenkaro's lust for battle. He had grown up in a family that believes that forming an identity through combat is the best way to earn recognition, and so he challenged overs that have constructed similar lands to Tekunin. Unfortunately, he had lost every match in those other regions, and each defeat had cost him not only his pride, but also part of his skin and insides. (motions to hidden scars on Zenkaro)

(Y/N): (flinches) Ouch. I'm sorry you had-

Zenkaro: (waves his hand) Do not apologise for something you never witnessed, kid. It's annoying and pointless. (crosses his hands) After losing non-vital organs and sections of my muscles, but then I discovered Tekunin, and demanded to face its strongest fighter. The mistress explained there are no warriors, only defenders, and offered the same role to me. I accepted, only because I thought it would help me craft my revenge against my foes, but they told me that vengeance is forbidden in Tekunin. (clenches his fists) That's-

Oniro: (raises his voice) Enough complaining, Zenkaro! If you wish to satisfy your appetite for fighting, then leave us and travel to the lower levels. I'm sure the advanced training drones can keep you entertained for enough time.

Zenkaro: (shakes his head) I'd rather fight another guardsman. Better to train with another life form than a mindless machine. (points at Cursed (Y/N)) I bet that creature would be a better fighter. (Cursed (Y/N) growls at him)

(Y/N): (shakes his head) No, you're not picking a fight with him. (Zenkaro snarls) Maybe next time we visit Tekunin in the future, you can tussle with my friend.

Zenkaro: (gives a small smile) I look forward to that future then.

As the two guardsmen keep guiding both (Y/N) and his Cursed counterpart deeper into the lower sections of Tekunin, their conversations taking them past speeding train tracks and more quieter buildings before reaching their main location at the bottom floor. To the one-eyed boy and green-skinned copycat, what they're looking at appears to be a massive and heavily advanced structure, looking like a fusion between a workshop and a mansion, as multiple pipes are attached to nearly every single building in Tekunin.

Oniro: We're here. The mistress spends so many weeks in her quaint little workshop, it's became a routine for us guardsmen to try and get her out. (walks off with Zenkaro) Good luck, young child, and we hope that both you and the industrial inventor get along without any issues.

(Y/N): (nods) I sure hope so as well, considering I've only gotten some description on what her behaviour is.

Once Oniro and Zenkaro have left to return to guarding the entrance to Tekunin, both (Y/N) and his Cursed counterpart give each other determined smirks as the former walks to the front door and knocks. Once he does, the one-eyed boy steps back as the sounds of some equipment crash to the ground, along with a feminine voice cursing out comes from behind the door, before speaking up.

???: Sorry for the noise! You just startled me. (sighs) Just wait a moment, and the door will unlock itself. I've deactivated the lock, so once you hear a beep, you can enter.

A few seconds later, and just as the female said, a beeping noise accompanied by a brief red flash coming from the upper corners of the door occur, allowing both (Y/N) and his Cursed counterpart to step inside, and meet the Sixth Wielder herself. She appears to be about their height, having short red hair that stops at the end of her head, and has emerald green eyes. Her chosen clothing matches that resembles Roman armour, though it only covers the right side of her body. That is because the upper left section of her body, including her left arm, is completely mechanical with both gears and switches visible behind the gold bars. She also has some pipes attached to her collarbone, releasing the same strange smog from the forest. Lastly, she has a small necklace around her neck, with the design looking like it's meant to hold something.

???: So, you're the recent Eleventh Wielder I've been told to meet and battle? Well, it's great to meet you! (offers a handshake) Don't mind the automated arm. Had to replace part of myself after an... an unfortunate accident. (nervously chuckles)

(Y/N): (waves his hand) Don't worry about it. You're not the only one who's lost something that's part of you. (gestures to his eyepatch) Moving on, my name is (Y/N), and the figure beside me is a sentient manifestation of some kinda curse that was placed on me. (accepts the handshake) And you are?

???: (gasps excitedly) Hold on a minute?! Did you just say that's a living cursed version of yourself?! (squeals excitedly) GIMME A MINUTE!! I NEED MY NOTEBOOK!!!

The Sixth Wielder suddenly disappears into one of the other rooms, leaving both (Y/N) and his Cursed Counterpart to look at each other in confusion, with their upper limbs covering their ears from the noise. A few seconds later, and the inventive female runs back into the main area, carrying a notebook and pencil in her hands.

???: (takes a deep breath) Sorry wasting your times, but something like this never happens in my world, and this needs answers. (leans in excitedly) So, do you both share the same mind or do you have completely different thoughts? If one of you got hurt, would the other feel the pain? How did this living curse come to be? Does your Cursed side have the ability to transform or shoot acid?

(Y/N): (him and Cursed (Y/N) lean back) Could you please give us some personal space? And I don't really have an answer for most of those questions, mainly cause I'm unsure about them. (takes a deep breath) But for how he came to be, well... Long story short, someone back home put what he called a "Blessing" onto me, which eventually turned me into him. (gestures to Cursed (Y/N)) A friend ended up freeing me and two friends who were cursed, and I thought that was it. (hears Cursed (Y/N) chuckle) Guess he never actually left.

???: (groans) That's all I can get from you guys? (writes it down) Well, better than getting no information, I suppose. Plus, this must've been first time it happened, so I understand if that's all you both know about this phenomenon. (gasps) Wait a tick, I forgot to give you my current name! (sheepishly chuckles) Sorry about that. (strikes a pose) I am currently going by Anna, with my new alias being Anna Skevazo!

(Y/N): (blinks in surprise) Your current name? (nods) Okay then, Anna. So, where shall we battling? Do you have any kind of special arena you wish to use? Apologises if I'm rushing things.

Anna: (nods) It's alright, and of course I have a special arena, but please keep something in mind. I'm not exactly a fighter, as I'm not really that skilled in it. But, I will give it a shot and take part if it's necessary.

(Y/N): Just like Yanshou, in a way.

Anna: (smiles) Yup, both me and him have bonded a bit, but I prefer hanging out with the other female wielders more. (walks to a bookshelf) Now, better prepare for a surprise, you two. Our battle arena awaits for us in a few moments.

Reaching for one of the books, Anna pulls it as the carpet below the two guests start shaking, followed by the floor parting open. The Sixth Wielder soon leaps and joins the duo, with all three of them soon being brought deep underground, even deeper than what the lower floors of Tekunin had to offer. During their descent, (Y/N)'s mind stays briefly on how Anna referred to her name as her "Current Alias". Is that what she's now going by? If so, what's her real identity? Regardless, it must be a difficult topic, so he chooses not to bring it up right now.

Instead, the one-eyed boy listens to the sounds of gears colliding with each other and pipes releasing tons of steam, which he notices Anna seemingly enjoying the combination of different noises. As for Cursed (Y/N), he was originally trying to imitate the same pose the mechanic female was in earlier, but is now growling in multiple directions, not being a fan of the sounds.

Anna: (happily sighs) Such a wonderful symphony of industrial marvels. (sighs and mumbles) If only the others could see the peace and beauty that our advancements could've created together... (turns to Cursed (Y/N)) Your other side must not be a fan of the machinery.

(Y/N): Well, maybe that's because he's never really seen all of this before in his perspective. (looks around) Did you really make all of this? If so, how?

Anna: (proudly smirks) I've been following the path of engineering when growing up, with even my parents saying I'd be a promising inventor for the future. Ever since then, I've been spending tons of hours in my workshop, jotting down and drawing up concepts based on the ideas I've had pop up. (sheepishly chuckles) A lot of people have to drag me out, so my skin doesn't become as pale as silver.

(Y/N): (shrugs) Guess you really enjoy your passion a lot.

Anna gives the one-eyed boy a confirming nod as their ride down stops, allowing all three guests to step off and find themselves in a dark area. But it doesn't remain that way for long, as the Sixth Wielder claps her hands, resulting in the bottom floor getting illuminated in multiple coloured smoke, leaving both (Y/N) and his Cursed copycat looking around in complete amazement, which Anna takes notice of.

Anne: (smiles) I take it you're both captivated by this smoke. Well, funny story about it. A recent promising inventor named Candice Farrington found a way to turn the usual smog that causes pollution into a more environment-friendlier equivalent. She's a recent graduate of Tekunin's College for Young Creative Inventors. The name just needs a cleaner and shorter variant, but that's the only negative for the place.

(Y/N): (blinks in surprise) Well, that's pretty impressive. I'm guessing you're expecting great things from her, right? (Anna flashes a thumbs-up) Thought so, cause I'd be thinking the same. (pauses for a minute) Hey, Anna, can I ask you something? You said that you wanted me to fight alongside someone because you wanted to test out a passion project you finished. What is that passion project, might I ask?

Anna: (smirks) Oh, you'll see...

Walking forward, Anne taps a button hidden on her mechanical skin, which lets out a beeping noise that greatly upsets Cursed (Y/N), but it doesn't last for long. Soon, a hatch right in front of the three opens up, as something is brought up. Standing in front of the one-eyed boy, his Cursed counterpart, and the young inventor is a mechanical knight standing 196 centimetres tall and in orange armour plating, almost resembling that of a ninja, yet it's head resembles that of a noble knight, even with the helmet plume.

A few seconds after being revealed, the towering automation ominously marches forward, sending both (Y/N) and Cursed (Y/N) into defensive stances, yet Anna doesn't seem fazed by it. Instead, she walks in front of the machine and holds her hand out, resulting the the knight stopping in place and kneeling down, as the young inventor turns to face her guests.

Anna: Don't worry, you boys. Despite the intimidation that this creation brings, it's not hostile. Instead, I've created this robotic knight as an upcoming protection legion for the whole of Tekunin. (narrows her eyes) Keep in mind, I said they're meant to be defenders, as in alongside the current guards. I refuse to build or train an army, as conquest is heavily opposed here.

(Y/N): Alright then... (points to the machine) Does it have a name?

Anna: (pats the machine's side) I call this baby Type-03, the automated adversaries of Tekunin. (smirks) Now, are you boys ready to commence this battle, cause neither me or my perfect creation will hold back.

Both (Y/N) and his Cursed counterpart give each other a stare, wanting to see if the other half is fine with charging into battle. Eventually, the two form a smirk on their faces and look to Anna, giving her a nod for confirmation. In response, Anna walks over to a nearby desk and takes off the necklace around her neck, placing it down before heading back to right beside Type-03.

Anna: (stretches her limbs) Okay, time for this battle to commence, and I'll be sure to have every single part recorded! (grins excitedly) A wielder and their greatest invention up against another wielder and a living embodiment of a curse inflicted upon them! This'll be so much fun!

With the battle now beginning, (Y/N) charges forward at Anna and swings his scythe at her, only to have his opponent suddenly unveil two hidden pipes attached to her wrists, blasting streams of smoke right into his face, resulting in the one-eyed boy having a major coughing fit. Anna then takes the opportunity to strike (Y/N) with her palm, pushing her opponent further back before following up with a leg sweep and charge tackle. However, the recent eleventh wielder pushes back, leading to the two getting into a struggle.

Meanwhile with Cursed (Y/N) and Type-03, the feral human lunged forward and attacked first, swiping at the machine with its claws and even attempted at kicking it over, but the metal knight doesn't flinch from any attack that strikes its frame. Soon, the automation strikes back by swinging its fist into Cursed (Y/N)'s face, sending their opponent flying away. Driving its claws into the ground, the human beast looks back up with an angry expression before circling around Type-03, throwing nearby objects as the machine starts shooting energy rings from its left wrist.

Back over with (Y/N) clashing against Anna the Inventor, their struggle has ended with the latter grabbing the former's wrists and tosses him right over her shoulders. However, the young boy grabs the pipes coming from her pipes and brings his opponent with him, resulting in the two crashing to the ground. Getting back up, (Y/N) starts swinging his sickles at Anna, pushing the female back and even damaging some of her iron plating. In retaliation, his opponent quickly grabs some chemicals and starts lobbing acid at her foe, who starts evading each splash sent his way.

However, with his attention focused on not getting any painful liquids thrown onto him, (Y/N) doesn't notice his Cursed Counterpart trying to evade a whirlwind kick from Type-03, leading to the two variants of the same person to unexpectedly crash into each other, narrowly avoiding the attacks from their respective partners. But now, they're surrounded by them.

(Y/N): (looks around) Uh oh. This isn't good. (whispers to Cursed (Y/N)) You doing okay, bud? (Cursed (Y/N) angrily growls) Okay then. We gotta get out of this situation and turn it around. But how?

Anna: (smugly) Is that the best you both can do? Granted, this might be your first time working together, but it sucks that the test for my newest invention has ended so quickly. (sighs and clicks her fingers) Type-03, apprehend them!

Giving a nod, Type-03 extends its right wrist and prepares to fire a tight wire, but Cursed (Y/N) gets an idea and quickly stands up, pulling his other self with him. Then, right as the wire is fired, the animal sides pushes both himself and (Y/N) out of the way, resulting in Anna getting tied up instead. This leaves both opponents surprised, giving way for the two challengers to turn the fight around, with the eleventh wielder grabbing his scythe again and charges forward, as his Cursed counterpart rolls into a ball and dashes at Type-03, knocking the surprised robot down.

(Y/N): (chuckles) Well, that was a surprise, even to me! (turns to Cursed (Y/N)) Good quick thinking, other me!

In response, Cursed (Y/N) lets out a proud and happy howl as Type-03 gets right back up from its attack, refusing to give in now, and charges forward with a shoulder tackle. The human animal continues to roll away from the automation's attempts at assault, before getting right behind the machine and starts aggressively tearing small pieces of its armour off, only to be temporarily blinded when Type-03 fires some smog into his face, sending the Cursed counterpart crying out in panic.

Back over with (Y/N), he had been busy taking multiple swings at Anna while she's stuck wrapped in tight binds, with each strike slowly breaking said binds, though the one-eyed boy doesn't notice that yet. Instead, he hears the cries of his Cursed Counterpart and sees that he's wide open, as Type-03 prepares to slam him down with both metallic hands. Seeing this, he runs straight for the automation, allowing Anna to remove the tight strings and hit some hidden buttons on her hip, resulting in a large cannon appearing from her hip, and after taking aim, starts firing blasts of boiling water at the sprinting boy.

Turning around, the one-eyed boy sees the scalding projectiles being shot straight at him, and quickly activates Kokai's gift, giving him enough reaction time to evade each one that gets dangerously close to him. However, to his surprise, (Y/N) notices how his Cursed counterpart also has his eyes glowing the same orange colour, and also moving at the same speed. Realising this, the two boys briefly share a shocked and confused glance with each other, before remembering the attacks they're trying to evade at the moment. So, both (Y/N) and Cursed (Y/N) evade both the boiling water projectiles and downward slam.

(Y/N): (looks to Cursed (Y/N)) You... You can also tap into the gifts? I mean, it does make a bit of sense, given that... Well, you are me, after all. It's just... It's just that the idea hasn't crossed my mind cause I didn't know that you were still around. (gives a small smile) But hey, that's pretty neat that you- (looks duck) DUCK!!

Quickly, (Y/N) grabs his Cursed Counterpart by the shoulders and pulls them both to the ground, watching as a net flies right over their heads, and looking in the direction it came from results in both boys seeing that Type-03 had fired it from a hidden stomach hatch, as Anna stands right beside her invention.

(Y/N): (whispers to Cursed (Y/N)) Alright, we might have to think of a strategy, instead of blindly rushing at whichever one we feel like taking out. (gets an idea) Speaking of which, I think I got us a plan. (Cursed (Y/N) looks intrigued) We go after one specific target together and weaken them, before we go after the other. By doing so, both Anna and her super fighting robot will eventually fall. (Cursed (Y/N) grins and chuckles) Knew you'd like that, and to make things better for you, I say we focus on that Type-03, seeing as how it's a bigger threat. You ready?

The living and breathing curse eagerly nods as both males charge forward, resulting in Anna and Type-03 leaping away in preparation to fight off their respective opposites, only for their expectations to be completely off. Seeing how both (Y/N) and Cursed (Y/N) are running towards it, Type-03 fires its tight binds from its right wrist, only for the latter fighter to leap up and grip it by the teeth, leading to the two entering in a strange yet fun variant of Tug-Of-War, and (Y/N) taking the opportunity to charge forward and attack the automation.

Noticing the one-eyed boy running towards him, Type-03 changes priority to (Y/N) and fires a combination of hot and cold gas, blinding their opponent for a brief moment, before responding with a quick iron fist to the jaw, which if it weren't for Yanshou's Gift, would result in his actual jaw getting dislocated, or even permanently broken in the worst case scenario. Luckily, Cursed (Y/N) uses the opportunity to pull on the binds as hard as he can muster, dragging Type-03 right to him, to which the feral human headbutts the machine in the head, leaving a dent right between the eyes.

Type-03 staggers back as (Y/N) attempts to swing his scythe through the automation's metal chest from behind, only to instead leave tiny scratches and send small embers scattering. Seeing how that won't work, the one-eyed human and his Cursed counterpart instead keep the machine trapped by constantly barraging it with punches, slashes, kicks, bites, and weapon swings. Yet the machine tanks the assault with relative ease and grabs Cursed (Y/N) by the leg and uses him like a flail, knocking (Y/N) back and into Anna, who follows up with a right hook into his chest.

Falling to the ground, the scythe-wielding kid sees that his weapons have been knocked off him, as the Sixth Wielder starts releasing massive clouds of grey smoke, which blanket the arena and makes it difficult for (Y/N) to see. Though, he had a feeling Anna did it to give herself and Type-03 an advantage. Before he can figure out what to do, the female inventor leapt out from behind and kicked him in the back before retreating into the smoke clouds. (Y/N) tried to chase after her, but she soon appeared from another angle and punched him in the sides, knocking him to the floor as she retreated.

(Y/N): (annoyed) Alright, so you want to play Hide-And-Seek, huh? (gets up and smirks) Well, I just found a way to find you, Anna.

(Y/N)'s eye glows bright orange as he activates the Gift he received from both Gemini 1 and Gemini 2, allowing him to notice small movements in the smoke clouds, secretly giving away where Anna is. He stays silent and pays attention, before noticing a gust fly right by his face, and so he retaliates by striking the inventor in the face with his palm, before kicking her away. (Y/N) proudly smirks, now happy that he has a counter to the tactic... But then he gets struck down when his Cursed Counterpart gets thrown at him, and Type-03 marches out of the smog, though its face and chest area seem more damaged.

Type-03: (assumes a combat stance) YOUR-COMBINED-MIGHT-HAS-BEEN-ANALYSED, AND-NECESSARY-PLAYBACKS-DETERMINE-THEY-WON'T-WORK-AGAIN. I-HAVE-BEEN-BUILT-TO-BE-STEALTHIER-THAN-THE-NIGHT-AND-MORE-DEFENSIVE-THAN-THE-DAWN!!

(Y/N): (gets up) Well, if you're so certain, then there's something you've forgotten about humans. (helps Cursed (Y/N) back up) We can think more creatively than you machines, giving us a level of unpredictability your hard-drive can't understand.

Type-03: (mockingly) THEN-PROVE-IT-TO-ME-DIRECTLY.

(Y/N): (him and Cursed (Y/N) smirk) Oh, we'll do more than prove it to you.

After staring each other down in the smoke-filled area, all three fighters than charged at each other, with (Y/N) grabbing his sickles from the ground and uses them to block Type-03's incoming slamming fists, as his Cursed counterpart leaps onto the machine's shoulders and starts pulling at its helmet plume. In response, the automation punches the human in the chest, sending (Y/N) flying away as it grabs his feral opposite and looks at it in the eye... Only to get its eye spat at and clawed, angering the machine.

Back over with the eyepatch-wearing kid, (Y/N) rolls against the ground for a few seconds, losing his sickles once again as they get lost in the smoke. As he gets back up, he gets knocked to the side by Anna emerging from his left, stopping briefly to help him back up.

Anna: (happily) You and your other half are making this quite exhilarating for me! I've never felt my heart beating this fast before, and hearing Type-03 has been recording moments of this very fight and adapting to certain moments... (squeals) This whole test is going so much better than I hoped it would! (pauses) Oh, god. I think I'm starting to act like Baphomet. (quickly looks at (Y/N)) Please don't tell him about this! If he finds out, he won't let me hear the end of it!

(Y/N): (chuckles) Don't worry, Anna. I'll keep this between us, despite me and Baphomet technically being Chaos Buddies, as he puts it. (sees Anna frown) Hey, even I have to admit, being chaotic can be pretty fun. His fight let me feel more... free, and had me laughing near the end of our fight.

Anna: (still frowning) I'll take your word for it, only because you're nothing like Baphomet... Well, so far. (leaps back) But this isn't over, and I'll show you why the feeling of Order is superior to Chaos!!

The young inventor then leaps forward, attempting to strike (Y/N) on the head, but the young boy blocks and responds back by tossing Anna to the ground. After getting back up, the two engage in an up-close clash, with the Sixth Wielder having her attacks be more focused and controlled, seemingly sticking to one specific style of attacking and only changing when she isn't doing any damage. As for (Y/N), he keeps moving around his foe, dance-fighting around her and striking the young inventor whenever he has the moment, with neither preferred fighting style having the advantage for long.

Eventually, Anna hits a few hidden buttons and transforms her mechanical arm into a cannon, having a few sparks release off as she takes aim and fires an energy blast at the one-eyed boy. In response, (Y/N)'s eye glows as he activates Kokai's Gift and sidesteps out of the way, before charging forward and grabbing Anna by the arm cannon and throwing her into the smoke clouds. With her taken care of for now, he begins looking for his scattered weapons, only being able to find his scythe before hearing his Cursed counterpart in trouble, caught in the grip of Type-03 as the machine prepares to punch him in the jaw.

Not wanting to let his other half get knocked out, the one-eyed boy activates Baphomet's Gift, this being the last one he activates for the remainder of the battle, and throws his scythe right at the head of Type-03. The weapon flies right over Cursed (Y/N)'s shoulder and directly strikes the machine's forehead, causing it to stagger back and loosen its grip, allowing the feral human to break free and grab the scythe, activating Gemini's Gift on his own and being able to analysis noticeable weak spots: Small holes in the chest, large gash on the forehead, and slight damage in the joints.

Grinning and both chuckling maliciously, Cursed (Y/N) starts relentlessly attacking Type-03 with the scythe, refusing to stop and take a breather. The beast has been unleashed and it won't let its prey get even a second of mercy. Unfortunately, the automation soon finds a quick opening and karate-chops Cursed (Y/N)'s neck, allowing itself to step out of range and begin routing all its remaining energy to their legs, increasing its speed dramatically. Right as their opponent gets back up, looking around for where the scythe is, Type-03 wastes no time and boosts forward.

Looking ahead, Cursed (Y/N) notices the aggressive automation now soaring for him, and quickly dugs under a fast swing, only loosing a few strands of hair that get blown off. But the feral being has no time to realise what just happened, as Type-03 soon turns around and prepares for another attempt. While those two remain in a cycle of both attacking and evading, back over with the young inventor and one-eyed boy, the latter has just noticed the situation his opposite is caught in, and runs over to help, but the former sees this and prepares to intervene.

Getting her mechanical side roaring alive, Anna uses her pipes to exhaust massive blasts of smoke and launches herself straight for (Y/N), who turns around only to get kicked in the back and flung forward, with the young inventor landing and striking a pose, looking proud at what she just pulled off. Turning her attention over to the Cursed counterpart and Type-03, she starts overloading her mechanical arm and slams it into the ground, shaking it upon impact and causes both fighters to temporarily lose their balance, and she would've ran over and fight alongside her creation, if it wasn't for (Y/N) quickly getting up and tripping her down, allowing the other two to commence the climax of their battle.

As Cursed (Y/N) and Type-03 stare each other down, the former slowly prowls towards the latter, who quickly fires tight rope from its right wrist, only for the savage side of the young boy to roll right underneath and leap into a pounce, aggressively slashing before trying to kick the automation away. After standing its ground, Type-03 rockets forward and delivers a whirlwind kick, alternating into a clothesline swing, and finishing off with a backhand right on the jaw. As Cursed (Y/N) staggers back, Type-03 unveils one last trick: Turning its hands into blunt stools, designed to disarm any enemies and knock out aggressors.

The automation then begins striking (Y/N)'s Cursed counterpart along the chest and joints, getting faster with each blow and preparing to finish with a downward swing to the head. However during the barrage, the feral side of the young boy had been knocked right towards the two sickles, so as the clouds of smoke finally dissipated, Cursed (Y/N) activates Kokai's Gift and narrowly avoids the attack, responding back by digging the sickles into the weakened parts of the armour and after some difficulty, flung Type-03 away.

Seeing this, Anna prepares to boost over and deliver an aggressive kick to the feral creature's side, but (Y/N) quickly intervenes and pulls her away, only for the young inventor to retaliate by blasting cold air into his face and following up with palm strikes. The one-eyed boy shrugs it off, running forward and tripping the young inventor with a quick leg sweep and quickly striking with a knee to the head. As Anna gets back up, the pipes on her back start emitting more smog as her mechanical side starts shaking with activity. Seeing this, (Y/N) starts evading her faster and more aggressive attacks, as he searches for his scythe to end the battle with.

Cursed (Y/N) notices the issue his other self is in and prepares to intervene, only for the towering Type-03 to grabs is leg and slam him against the stony floor, refusing to surrender and wanting to make sure their opponent loses. After throwing the Cursed counterpart back onto his feet, the automation starts swarming their foe with multiple aggressive strikes, effectively returning the favour and not letting the feral human get even a second of finding a possible escape, eventually having him pinned at the nearest wall. Back over with (Y/N) and Anna, the former had just gotten knocked aside after mistiming a dodge roll, only to land right beside the weapon he was searching for.

After lifting himself back onto the ground and picking up his trusty scythe, the one-eyed boy glares down the young inventor just a few metres away from him, as both narrow their eyes and charge forward, with one swinging their weapon while the other throws their industrial fist, both hoping their attack will land and finish the fight. Lunging at each other, both (Y/N) and Anna throw their last direct strikes, hitting their opponent during the last second, and both collapse to the ground, groaning in pain while having a hand over where they'd just been attacked. However, just before either wielder can think of what to do next...

They hear an aggressive howl from nearby...

Looking over to Cursed (Y/N) and Type-03, the former is starting to growl and thrash about violently, as his eye starts glowing a bright orange with a strange white liquid running down the beast's face, almost resembling tears. His hair also begins glowing the same colour as his eye, with some strands intertwining together to imitate the horns of a devil. Staring in shock, (Y/N) can't help but look at the form his Cursed counterpart currently is in and finds it... familiar, but he can't explain why.

Before the one-eyed boy or the young inventor can understand what's happening, the Cursed counterpart breaks free from the automation's grip and gives it a taste of its own medicine, constantly slashing and kicking at Type-03 with unexpected strength, before finishing off the machine by punching right through where its heart would be located, and watches Type-03 fall to the ground. However, Cursed (Y/N) doesn't feel as satisfied, so he jumps to the automation's head, and after getting its grip, pulls the head off and holds it high like a trophy, roaring in victory as his looks return to normal.

(Y/N): (internally) Geez, he didn't show any mercy to that thing! But, that same aggression... The appearance he was in right now... Why does it feel familiar? (takes a deep breath) It's probably relating to some dream I had a while ago. (looks to Anna) Well, I guess that means me and my Cursed side win. Are you okay?

Anna: (comically crying) All of my hard work... Spending months coding it right, and giving it proper defensive plating and tools... AND IT STILL LOST!! (bawls her eyes out for a few seconds) Oh, it doesn't really matter. You both earned that victory fair and square! Now, get up from that floor and stand proud! (pushes herself up)

(Y/N): (confused) Wait, you're not mad about your passion project getting destroyed? (pushes himself up) You just said you spent-

Anna: (dismissively waves her hand) Don't worry about it. If I spent months on getting him up and running without stepping out for sunlight, then fixing the damage Type-03 has taken this test run won't be too difficult. Speaking of which... (glares at Cursed (Y/N)) Put the head down, and don't you even think of throwing it away! You hear me!! PUT IT DOWN LIKE A GOOD BOY!!!

(Y/N): (looks to Cursed (Y/N)) Come on now, other me. You got what you wanted and beat the machine, so just put the head down. (Cursed (Y/N) reluctantly puts the head down) Alright, so sorry if this is personal, but... (points at Anna's mechanical parts) How did you get those parts?

Anna: (looks upset) Well, remembering what happened always hurts internally, but... (sighs) I guess telling you wouldn't hurt... So, before I constructed Tekunin, I used to be part of another kingdom that got raided just last week. Back then, me and my four other friends were on the road to become famous, opening our own company and creating vast inventions to help the public. (her frown hardens) But then the military of this country came to us, requesting our services to make an automation that could obliterate any army that tries to stand up to it, and wipe out any other city on the map. Both me and my... (hesitates)

(Y/N): (raises an eyebrow) Your?

Anna: (blushes) My... crush, Thomas... We refused to make tools of war, but the other three accepted the deal behind our backs, and with their hearts full of Greed, begun work on what they called: Project T.A.L.O.S. (shrugs) Never really got to know what the acronym stood for. But anyways, me and Tom found out about what they were doing and confronted them, but things got physical very quickly, and before I could even dread it, one of the three shoved Tom through the window... (starts silently sobbing) He fell into an outdoor compactor, and he came out in pieces...

(Y/N): (covers his mouth) Oh... I-I'm so sorry...

Anna: (lets more tears fall) What made it worse was that a day before the confrontation, I had finally worked up the courage to ask him out... Spent hours reciting my confession in the mirror... But now... It's all for nothing...

(Y/N): (pulls her into a hug) You're not the only one who had a confession go horribly wrong before. I tried to do the same, but I got my heart didn't get destroyed. It instead felt like millions of sharp needles dug into it and tore it out, before more sharp objects pierced it. (his eyes look to the ground) No matter how hard I try to move on from it, I still can't get over it... Not until I finally confront the cause of the pain properly and in one encounter. Not separately. (notices Cursed (Y/N) aggressively growling)

Anna: (mumbles) Thanks... (lets go of the hug) Back to the story, after I saw what happened, I tried to run and say what happened, but my ex-friends didn't want that to happen and knocked me out. By the time I woke up, my arm had been pierced by some barbed wire, my chest was covered in stab marks, I was in massive pain, and I was trapped in my old workshop, except it was up in flames. In the chaos, I kept fading in and out of being conscious as I tried to escape, but I kept hurting myself in the process... But the last time I woke up, it was when someone was carrying me out of the burning building.

Anna: (forms a small smile) They introduced themselves as a traveller from somewhere very far away, and I made a funny comment on their fashion choice. (chuckles for a moment) They spoke about how unfair I've been treated for doing the right thing, and spoke about some other stuff before offering me something very pretty. It was a bright orange gem, and he said it could help make one wish of mine come true. (motions to her industrial parts) So, after fixing myself up, I used my wish to help me expose the sins those greedy bastards had performed.

(Y/N): And I'm guessing it paid off?

Anna: (proudly smiles) Oh, yup it did. They got arrested, the business got shut down permanently, and their contract with the military got ripped up. As for me, I chose to leave my old city, spending a full month wandering the country to try and figure out what to do, and that's when it hit me. I made my own city, naming it Tekunin, and used my skills as an inventor to put the place together, and created what it is now. Though, I chose to let others run the place. Politics aren't my thing.

Anna chuckles for a moment, before her eyes widen as she quickly rushes over to the small desk, which had somehow not been destroyed during the entire battle, and quickly retrieves her necklace, holding it incredibly close to her chest with a smile before putting it back on, then she walks back over to (Y/N) and his Cursed counterpart.

Anna: (motions to the necklace) Before working on Tekunin, I had someone fashion this necklace together and attached the Orange Gem of Choice, as a way to honour and remember the man who saved my life and helped me achieve a better future. A future where Fate won't break me ever again, physically or emotionally. Though, he had to ask for the gem back so he could pass it on to other wielders, and so that the "vision" of the First Wielder could get closer to becoming a reality. (mumbles to herself) Whatever that means. Oh! That reminds me! Could I borrow your weapons for a moment?

(Y/N): (confused) Uh, sure. But why?

Instead of telling the one-eyed boy, the young inventor simply gives him a smirk as she grabs the scattered weapons and heads off into another room, shutting the door behind her. Both (Y/N) and his Cursed counterpart give each other confused looks, not knowing what the Sixth Wielder is doing, which remained as the sounds of heavy equipment, hammers being swung, and the occasional swear word seeping out from under the metal door. Eventually, after 10 minutes later, Anna walks back out with a grin on her face.

Anna: (happily) Okay, so my two surprises have been completed! Hopefully, you'll be given them when you return back to your world. As for what they are, well, then there wouldn't be a point in calling it a surprise if I told you. (playfully winks) Now, hold your palms out. It's time for me to give you my gift!

(Y/N) nods and calmly holds his palms as Anna gently places her hands onto his, slowly giving the young boy his new gift. A short while later, the one-eyed boy notices his veins and hands beginning to glow a bright orange, and when looking over his Cursed opposite, even his veins and hands are also glowing the same colour, to which the feral side looks on in complete bewilderment. A few more minutes pass, and Anna lets go, allowing (Y/N) to look down at his palms.

Anna: Now, according to what the salesman told me, this little gift is something that the other three gems gift to their users, but just because they share the same ability doesn't mean it's bad. But that's enough of that. What the gift allows you to do is generate orange fire from your palms, and be able to either attack with them or unleash fiery projectiles. I've tried using it before, but it overheats my industrial arm to the point where anything it touches gets a burn mark instantly.

(Y/N): (looks at his hands) So, I can create fire from my hands? Well, how do I-

Anna: (interrupts) Just think about something warm, something happy, and the flames will soon appear in your hands.

Hearing this, the one-eyed boy gives it a try, closing his remaining eye and thinks carefully on something warm, and soon feels a glow coming from his hands. Taking a look, he's surprised to see his hands engulfed in two massive orange fireballs, yet he doesn't feel any pain coming from them.

(Y/N): (blinks in surprise) Woah, this is... pretty amazing. I-No, we have Pyrokinesis now, like that one rebellious kid from that amazing show. (notices Cursed (Y/N)'s manic expression) Don't get any ideas, you. (Cursed (Y/N) rolls his eyes)

Anna: (chuckles) Guess you have some sense of Order in you, despite saying that you and Baphomet were Chaos Buddies. (sees the two boys glowing) Guess this means our time's up, huh? Well, hope to see you both again in the future, and if you wanna fight, I'll make sure that Type-03 is more stronger than before! (grins evilly) And don't worry about that jester. I'll deal with him for a while...

As (Y/N) gives a confused glance and is about to ask what Anna means by that, his Cursed counterpart suddenly pounces onto him and pulls him into an affectionate hug, chuckling happily as their vision gets enveloped in a bright white flash, with the one-eyed boy smiling back and returning the hug. Almost a minute later, he opens his eye to find himself still in the Fwagon continuing down the path to Newtopia, though when he looked out of the window, the bright blue sky has been replaced with the starry sight and the red crescent moon looming above.

After stretching and looking around, seeing that Anne, Sprig, and Polly are sound asleep with Hop Pop most likely choosing to pull another all-nighter for them, (Y/N) decides to grab himself a quick drink of either water or some juice before falling asleep, but soon notices two surprises on his way back to the couch. First, his sickles and scythe are back, even though Anna had taken them into another room of her workshop. And what's more stranger is that there's a gift sitting beside it, with a note attached reading:

"To the recent Eleventh Wielder that holds the Orange Calamity Gem of Choice. We hope you were able to be brought this gift, and hope you enjoy what I've made for you. Now we can match!"

There wasn't any signature, but upon seeing a small chibi drawing of a certain young inventor and salesman, (Y/N) knew who made it and who delivered it to him, though he wondered how the gift was even placed inside the fwagon. Brushing the thought aside for now, he opens the decorated box to find a necklace similar to the one Anna showed off, only slightly different, and with a small attachment that could allow anything to be added onto it.

Seeing this, (Y/N) reached into his pocket and pulled out the Orange Gem, looking at it and the necklace for a few seconds before placing the strange artifact back into his pocket, while he puts the present around his neck. Maybe at a later date, he'll attach the gem to the necklace. After seeing that there's no more surprises, the one-eyed boy returns to the couch, and gets comfy before falling asleep once again, ready to see what awaits for him, Anne, and the Plantars at Newtopia...

All while an unknown figure flies from above, having found its target...

Bonus Clip!!

Pain. Confusion. Desperation. That's what a young girl was feeling at the moment, as she was trapped in a burning workshop, with her left arm and sides were decorated in injuries as her mind was internally panicking. One minute she witnessed those she considered her friends getting blinded by greed and power kill the person she had feelings for and even smiled at what they did, and the next she's now stuck in what might be her execution. Yet she still cried out, hoping for anyone to hear her and save her.

???: (crying heavily) SOMEONE!! ANYONE!! PLEASE, HELP ME!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!! (looks around frantically) EMILY!! MARCUS!! TIMOTHY!! (forms a desperate smile) IF YOU LET ME GO, I'LL... I WON'T TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS!! AREN'T WE FRIENDS!! (her smile falters) Aren't... Aren't we friends... And promised we'd stay... That way... Forever...

But as expected, nobody came to save her. And why would they? Despite being one of five promising young inventors, she was the only one who was more reclusive than her friends, but only because she spent tons of hours brainstorming new inventions. At least Tom would try and wake her up... Tom... At least she'll be with him in the afterlife in a few more seconds...

As the girl's vision begun to fade in and out, with the rising smoke clogging her lungs, she falls unconscious and accepts her FATE... But soon finds herself breathing in air, and not smog. Opening her eyes, she sees that she's no longer in the burning workshop, but instead being carried through the quiet town by... Some old man with a funny fashion sense. The girl couldn't help but chuckle, though she quickly closed her mouth when the senior looked down at her.

Old Man: Ah, thank the King you're alright. I worried that perhaps the smoke had done too much to your lungs. (lays her on a bench) Now, wasn't this an unfair turn of events, Young Reynolds? A promising inventor such as yourself trapped in a burning workshop, stuck to barbed wire. What deranged minds would do such a thing?

???: (shocked) H-How do you know my... My l-last name?.. A-And who a-are you?..

Old Man: (chuckles) You may simply refer to me as a simple traveller from a very distance land, and I've witnessed what has happened to you with another. (shakes his head) It isn't fair, isn't it? You and your dear crush had the right state of mind, yet he was unlawfully killed by your so-called "friends", and then they tried to do the same to you? Such a cruel FATE that's been placed onto you. You didn't deserve it. Any of it.

???: (her right arm becomes a fist) No... No, I didn't... (grits her teeth) It's their fault! I told them that we shouldn't sell ourselves out to the military and make tools of war! We made a promise that we'd stick together, and never fight over anything so stupid like money! But they didn't care about our friendship! (tears start forming) They just wanted to fill their pockets, more like it!! (takes a breather) Why did me and Tom have to be put through so much pain, even when they're in the wrong?

Old Man: (frowns) Because FATE loves to pick favourites. They think it's alright to choose who gets the better life, and who gets the short end of the stick. But because of that mindset, it allows the former ones to become greedy and ignorant, and never face any consequences. (speaks quietly) Those types of people don't deserve their lives, and are in desperate need of a true ruler to give them righteous penance.

???: (looks to the old man) What was that?

Old Man: (looks back at ???) Oh, that was just my inner thoughts briefly escaping. Don't think too much of it. Now, Young Reynolds, there's something that I've been instructed to give to you.

Before the young girl can ask what it is, the old man puts a hand behind his back and presents an Orange Gem, which shines so brightly it could rival a campfire. The young girl stares at it in complete awe and fascination, like when a child peeks through the window of the local sweet shop, which the old man chuckles at when his mind makes the same comparison.

Old Man: This is the Orange Calamity Gem of Choice. It was forged and passed down to many others that have suffered just like you have, and now it is your turn to wield it, Young Reynolds. This artifact can gift you with immense power, which will stay with you even after the gem has been passed onto another. What's more, it can also grant a single wish, with zero consequences. (puts it into her hands) So, take the Gem of Choice and forge your own FATE, where nobody and nothing will ever try to tell you otherwise.

???: (looks at the gem in amazement) Oh my stars... This is like something out of my favourite storybooks when I was a child!! (squeals but pauses) But, hold on a minute... (looks at the old man) How do I know there aren't any strings attached to this?

Old Man: (gives a polite smile) While you're right on conditions, there's only two and they're only for the unexpected future. The first is that I will return at a later date to retrieve the Orange Gem of Choice to bring it to the next wielder, but as I've said before, the powers it gives you won't be taken away. The second catch is that all wielders will need to assist the First Wielder in something they're hoping to make a reality. (??? looks intrigued) All I'll say about it is... All wielders will never have to be under the thumb of FATE, but rather atop it as something grander. Something more wonderful. Something that isn't as pompous and cliché as a God...

???: (looks at the gem) Well, whatever it is... I won't let you or the others down! I'll be sure to treat this gem properly, and never stoop so low as my ex-friends!! (forms a proud smile) I'll make them face consequences for their actions!! I'll make tools that bring harmony instead of war!

Old Man: (pats her head) Then you go do that with the Orange Gem of Choice, and always keep in mind, with it by your side, FATE is meaningless to you.

And with that, the Old Man tips his hat and goes on his way, leaving the little girl with the gem, who already has a plan in mind. She'll make sure those greedy rapscallions get a proper sentence behind bars. Perhaps, they might even get a trip to the rope or the chair. But for now, she looks down at her injuries, noticing that they'll never heal properly, leaving one option left. Before she can reconstruct her life, she needs to reconstruct the broken parts of her body first. And to do that, she'll need the right tools and materials.

So, off the young girl goes in search for them. Now, she will be known as Anna Skevazo, and the name Ellie Reynolds will be discarded...