(Continued from Part 1, Return of The Florpus)
With everyone on edge in this decayed world, stalked by Sinister and her beasts, our hero's will go though many challenges, learn and gain new skills, before they can return home to Earth.
Zim shot up when he heard an unusual voice. He looked at his surroundings, and realized that he was on some sort of rock, where a beautiful meteor shower was flying over it.
"I-Is this a dream or something?" Zim asked himself.
"Yes. Well, sort of..." An unusual voice replied, startling Zim in result. The Irken stared at the meteor shower flying by him in awe. "This shower... seems kind of familiar..." He said as he finally brought his eyes down from the meteor sky.
"Does it remind you of something?" The voice asked. "I guess so... A few months ago, I—"
"Ok. I don't need every detail." The voice interrupted Zim.
"Oh, I get it. You don't want me to spoil my movie—"
"No, it's not that!" The voice snapped back, interrupting Zim again, which of course annoyed him.
"Listen to me." The voice added, sounding more stern.
Suddenly, the meteor shower stopped. A dark tear ripped through the sky, before sucking in small planets around it.
"W-Wha?!" Zim was startled by the mysterious space object, he knew what it was all too well.
"I-Is that a Florpus!?"
"Yes, but since this is a dream, it's not real." The voice replied. "Sinister can create Florpus portals, but she can only make small ones, unlike the one you willingly got sucked into four months ago." The voice added.
"Wait, how do you know about this?!" Zim asked, wanting answers badly. I mean, who wouldn't?
"Because I watched Sinister observe you during that time. We both saw your mental breakdown, your extreme plan, and your true feelings through it all. You were even willing to die to succeed in your plan." The voice replied.
"Wait, what!? Are you a servant of Sinister!?" Zim snapped.
"No, not even close. She killed me. I sacrificed myself to keep the remaining creatures of this planet alive..."
"No... it can't be..." Zim was in shock when all the pieces fell into place.
"Zac?!"
"Yeah, that's me." Zac answered.
A transparent figure of an Irken with a right robotic arm appeared in front of Zim, before opening his red and purple eyes.
"You were also reading my diary. Have you ever heard of privacy?" He asked with a stern expression as he crossed his arms.
Scared that the spirit of Zac might be angry at him, Zim grabbed two sticks off the ground and held them together to form a cross. He held it in front of himself as he took a step back.
"The power of the past Irken leaders compel you!!"
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