Jerocho’s realm was destroyed after their first encounter when Cript imprisoned them within themselves. But things happen, things change. People change. What was once a bitter hatred for each other evolved into something more caring and loving, it was then the two realized their destinies as Mother and Belief. Jericho’s new hide out was deep in the near edge of creation, a small little fortress in it’s own right. Here Jericho’s elites and he himself, as well as the children of Ben, Eclipsa and Zeke were at. Cript was going to get all four out of there.
“Cript?” Jericho asked, sensing them arrive before they appeared in the nursery with them and the children. “WHat are you doing here? This might-”
“The cycle has been compromised.” Cript said, pulling Jericho up, handing him Nancy while Cript picked up Nix and Eclipse Jr. “Someone...something screwed with the timelines.”
“I thought that was Nexus when they took away Marcy?” Jericho asked, holding Nancy carefully.
“So did I but when I went back because Ben asked me for a favor I felt what was there and Jericho… It was stronger than me.”
“What? How can that even be possible out of the two of us you are the strongest and the Mother by right, how can anything be stronger than you?”
“I have no idea but this war is going to be something far, far worse than what was originally planned by the cycle.”
“What can be worse than an Admin war?”
“Extermination.” Cript said, holding Eclipse jr and Nix carefully. “Come on, they likely kno-” Suddenly, void began to fill the air, and creatures, creatures Cript nor Jericho had even seen began appearing. “Shit, they do know. Get! GO!” Cript yelled, opening a portal while handing Jericho Nix and Eclipse Jr, and shoving the group through, closing it fast.
“Ever fast to self sacrifice.” That voice sent chills down Cript’s back, not because of its tone, but because of who it belonged to. “Of course, that’s pretty pointless given you can’t die Cript.” Said the voice of someone who should be dead. Vincent. “Surprised?”
“I am. I’ll admit.” Cript said, regaining their composure. “So, what did I kill? Clone, substitute, you somehow back from the dead?”
“The last one yes. You see Cript you know that every Cycle you and Jericho are made time and time again to become the new Cycles Mother and Belief, and it makes ending an entire creation pretty pointless since you can’t die. But then that’s when my salvation, my goddess came to me.”
“Goddess? Since when are you a religious type?” Cript asked, readying a spell.
“You two are so alike, but unlike us, she and I have a common interest. Delete Everything.”
“Alike? What are you getting at you fucking megalomaniac.”
“You’re smart. You got two guesses. There’s countless cycles, countless Mothers, Beliefs… How far back do we have to look to find the first?”
“The first… of course. No wonder they were so strong, the oldest and obviously most powerful form of me… But if they are me, why are they evil, why are they helping you?”
“Loss is a hell of a thing.” Vincent said simply, raising their hand. “It can drive even the most sane and logical of us to complete insanity!” They shouted, slamming their hand to the ground. “Heavy Shake!”
The whole realm began shaking, breaking apart and more of this Purest Void began leaving inside. “Fuck.” Cript hissed, slapping their hand against the wall. “Ten Coffin Funeral.” At that, Ten coffins emerged from the breaking earth, and ten powerful undead emerged from them, charging Vincent. Cript knew it wasn’t going to last long, so he took the time to back away, looking for a safe spot to open a portal. “Come on. Any of this crap gets back with me it’s hell to pay.”
“Blissful Sleep!” Vincent shouted, a blinding light filled the hallway as Cript dodged into a room.
“Fucking hell.” He yelped, seeing some of the ones Jericho first took as recruits, covered with the pure void. “Seriously!?” He yelled, side stepping ones charge and elbowing the other, quickly crafting a powerful fire arm pistol from code and shooting the third as he dodged them, and putting some of the weapons special bullets into the others. Thankfully they stayed dead. “And now, the going down.” He said, punching the floor, falling down to the next as Vincent broke the rooms door down. Cript bolted into the hallway, trying to lose them.
“You can’t hide Cript! I can smell your power from anywhere!”
“Smell huh? I’ll fix that.” Cript muttered, taking a deep breath. “Rotten Air, Decayed Filth.” They said, exhaling a putrid fog that managed to stall Vincent a bit, the rancid stench rusting the walls and breaking the lights.
Taking the opportunity Cript opened a portal under them, and emerged back at Ben’s Castle. Quickly they closed it. “Phew!” They said, taking a seat. “Shit… this is a lot worse than expected… Heheh… At least it’s a fight that will last.”
“So that’s what’s happening?” Jericho asked. “Fuck, what about the Cycle? We’re kinda fucked if we don’t-”
“Relax Jericho.” Cript said firmly. “The time for that has not happened yet, nor is it near yet. There should still be time to both end this war and reverse the damage. But we are going to be changing the rules and way the cycle typically goes this time around.”
“Shit… Damn it if only I was eternal like you none of this would be happening.”
“Dosen’t matter now, fact is, this is worse than we expected. A lot worse. We’ll need all the help we can get, all the power we can get so the others have a fighting chance.”
“So what do we do?”
“... Admin Marriage.”
“Say what?!”
“Zeke is already a reflection of me, so that will make it stronger, plus if we fuse hearts like how Zeke and Eclipsa did, add in Ben, you… Yeah, this can work.”
“But that will be irreversible! And the Mother and Belief sharing a body?! We don’t even know what will happen when that happens, and the others-”
“May or may not become them also. In the end, it might just give us the edge we need.”
“But what about them? What kind of life can they all have if they become like us?”
“They can still have a life. Their family, ours, it will all become one, and the world that will come after will still provide challenge, adventure, and inspiration… for all eternity…”
“... There’s no talking you out of this, is there?”
“Nope!”
“Fuck…”
“Depends, do ya wanna?” Jericho immediately fell over with a beat red face, making Cript laugh. “Awh, so shy.”
“You tease…”