Here's a short recap of the last chapter, but there's a twist at the end.

This is probably a mistake, Anti thought as he shoved the knife towards Jackaboy-Man with enough force to send it flying towards him across the floor, hoping that he'd be wrong for once.

He wasn't.

Hellbent on revenge, Jackaboy-Man took the knife from the floor and moved to stab Anti without hesitation, eyes blazing with a rage that Anti had never seen before.

It scared him a lot.

Dark and his colleagues only watched in mild surprise as Jackaboy-Man charged towards Anti and moved in for the kill.

"Jackaboy-Man stop!" Sean commanded, causing the hero's attention to turn towards him.

Anti breathed out a small sigh of relief, the tip of the knife frozen centimeters from his neck.

"Free us, we'll deal with Anti later." Sean directed in a steely tone.

Jackaboy-Man glared at Anti for a moment before moving to free the Marvin first by slicing him free from his cape.

Marvin fell to the ground with a soft grunt before finding his cards tossed away in the corner of the room, hastily scooping them up before throwing down a card that created a shield around him as he freed the others.

"Yay, Robbie free!" Robbie cheered once he was free from his shackles.

"The narrator continues to tell of Sean and his friends' freedom from their personal prisons before the heroes return focus to the enemy." The Host muttered to himself, his voice too quiet for anyone to hear.

"Come at me bitches!" Chase dared the opposing egos confidently, his confidence quickly fading when Warfstache pointed a gun at his face.

Sean elbowed Warfstache in the back of the head from behind, causing him to drop the gun so Sean could scoop it up.

He paused when he saw Chase looking at the gun, his instincts knowing what to do.

"Catch!" Sean called out as he tossed Chase the pistol.

Chase eagerly caught it with one hand, a wide grin spreading across his face as he moved to behind fighting off Dr. Iplier and Google simultaneously.

Jackaboy-Man and Anti were fighting back to back, Anti facing Dark and Jackaboy-Man facing Silver Shepherd.

"I'm a much stronger demon than you, your anger is pitiful." Dark taunted, his fist locked in Anti's hand as Anti fought to push him away.

"What can I say, I'm all about PMA." Anti replied, his face a mask of grim determination as he managed to kick Dark behind the knees and make him fall to the floor.

Meanwhile, Marvin was locked in combat with Warfstache, who was now armed with his own knife, and Yandere.

Jameson had already managed to distract Bim by creating an illusion of Matthias in a separate room while taking on the Host.

Robbie and the king simply talked in the corner of the room, seemingly unaware of the fight around them.

Schneep had to fight off Dr. Iplier while he chased after him with a syringe filled with a deadly looking liquid.

Everything froze when Mark opened the door.

"The fuck?!" Mark exclaimed in disbelief, slamming the door shut behind him.

"Sean? What's happening?" Mark asked with a frown, moving past the egos to reach him.

"How did you find us?" Dark demanded furiously as he stormed over to Mark.

Wordlessly, Mark retrieved his phone and showed him a video a fan of his had sent him on Twitter, the fighting clearly visible through the windows.

"Why are you okay with them Mark? They're all fucking psycho!" Chase interjected.

"I never said I was okay with their existence, but I can't do shit about it either." Mark huffed in exasperation.

"After I had returned from my space expedition I was drugged and forced to be a test subject for an idea the government had after learning from the mistakes made in Europe...apparently they didn't learn well enough." Mark remarked as he viewed the carnage.

"No offense, but why you?" Sean cut in.

"Because my personality is so diverse and I had already "created" them in my videos, kind of like you." Mark explained.

"Enough talk!" Dark barked impatiently, swiftly taking Warfstache's gun from Chase and pointing it at Mark.

"You can't kill me without killing yourself." Mark pointed out with a cocky grin.

"How so?" Dark countered, undeterred nonetheless.

"You're all a part of me, and vice versa I'm a part of all of you." Mark stated with a shrug.

Dark scowled as he tossed the gun away, hands balled into fists at his side.

"What was the point of all this anyway Dark? What do you hope to gain?" Mark prompted his inner demon, sounding sincerely curious.

"I hated feeling like I didn't belong, like no one cares about me...I just wanted to make the world a perfect place for all of us to feel like we have somewhere we fit in without having to hide." Dark sighed as he gestured at the egos around him, including all of Sean's.

"It'll be okay, we can come up with a better solution." Sean chimed in.

"Yeah, we can work through it together." Anti offered Dark, extending a hand towards him.

"You...you forgive me still after all I've done?" Dark frowned in confusion, eyeing him warily.

"That's what team Positive Mental Attitude is all about." Anti jokes lightly with a wide grin that didn't look creepy for once.

Dark hesitated before shaking Anti's hand, caught off guard when he was pulled into a hug by the other demon.

"I'm sorry." Dark whispered, sounding slightly apologetic before taking the knife had hidden behind his back and stabbing Anti in the back.

The demon staggered back in shock, the smile quickly falling from his face as he tried to reach the knife to no avail.

Sean cried out in as he felt an unbearable pain burn in his chest, causing him to fall to the ground and wish for it to stop.

"Zhis motherfucker is going to die!" Schneep roared in rage as he pushed through everyone else to reach Dark.

"I was hoping we could all work together for this, but alas I can see that I was wrong." Dark tsked in disappointment, easily knocking the enraged doctor aside.

Dark strode towards Sean with the intent to kill flickering in his pitch black eyes, stabbing anyone that tried to get in his way as Sean frantically scrambled back in fear.

Just as Dark raises his knife to deliver the final blow, a gunshot echoed through the house before all of Mark's egos fell dead to the ground before fading away like apparitions.

Sean looked around in confusion to find Mark lying on the ground with Wilford's gun in hand, blood flowing from the gunshot wound in his head.

"Oh my god." Sean muttered in shock, momentarily forgetting his pain as he stood up and moved over to Mark's body to close his lifeless chocolate brown eyes.

"Hey Mark, I-"

Sean heard a blood curdling scream from behind, whirling around to find a woman with long brown hair and brown eyes in the doorway.

"What happened?! Did you kill him?!?" Any demanded Sean furiously, retrieving her phone to call the cops on him.

"No, I..." Sean trailed off, unable to figure out how he could explain what had happened.

"I'm sorry." Sean apologized softly, bowing his head in shame as he prepared himself for whatever would come next.

When he looked back up, he was back at home with all of the other egos, Anti held bridal style in Jackaboy-Man's arms.

As Schneep got to work healing Anti, Sean locked himself in his room away from Signe and the other egos.

What could've been if Dark hadn't attacked?