3RD PERSON POV
GOD: WHA-
They were surprised, looking around to find a ruined city, and some humanoids
???: 'Wha- what is this?!'
Androids: 'Hmph! I might as well kill them first-'
GOL: Brother I don't sense them.
The androids fly up to the floating dragons, ready to attack them though GOD turns around to find a.....tank?
GOD: A tank-
*BOOM*
The tank disappears, and Clara fires her gun cannon with 20% power. The androids, caught off guard by the burst of the blast were immediately vaporized, and the blast carried the gods of light and darkness into space.
*BOOM*
GOD: UGH! I-IMPOSSIBLE! WHY DOES THAT HURT?!
*WHOOSH*
They were now angry, obtaining a more humanoid form as they summoned a sun.
GOL: DIE LIKE THE MORTAL YOU ARE!
100% BLASTER POWER
*BOOM*
She blasts her cannon at 100%, stopping the sun sized ball of energy in its tracks before it was pushed against the two gods who were enveloped in a massive explosion.
Akaza: 'What the-'
Akaza was shocked at his sensei's absurd power, her weapons strong enough to destroy stars and yet she barely even used her real strength at all as she blasted the two gods over and over again.
DIE
*BOOM*
DIE
*BOOM*
DIE
*BOOM*
Gods: ENOUGH-
*BAM*
Clara punches them with enough force to launch them out the solar system, their bodies burning in pain-
GOL: BROTHER! WHAT IF....
The god of darkness eyes widen as Clara rocket towards them, her blaster at 250% power as she-
MINDSCAPE
.............
GOD: This.....how can this be the mind of a human?
GOL: I don't know.
*WHOOSH*
They then arrived on a battlefield, billions, millions dead as one of them picks up a book.
CATALOG 3A.2B.12592C
It's only 10,000 people left out of trillions and more through this multiverse. Damn......it's like the world is ending around us. All my friends die, and it's like we're just fighting our enemies to the death. Clara's taking charge, but I'm not sure if we will survive.
I mean we have fought thousands, hundreds of thousands of gods already, and we're near the end. But now, no one is gonna make it out this war alive......at least I hope Clara does. She's the Defier after all.
Please somebody help me. I'm dying.
Blood stained the book belonging to a soldier, the gods looking around as they pick up a presence.
I̴̩̱̻͓̺̰̘͈̲͇̊ͅ'̸̱̤̄̎͌̎̈́̌̀̈́͛̈́̇͘͘͜͝͝ͅm̶̻͙̤̽͋̈́̏̋́͜͝ ̸͓͍̲̼̱̪͊͆̈̒͐́̉̑̆̚͜͠s̴̯̹̘͍̣̍͆̑̈́͝o̷̫̪͙̐̿͆̈́͌̇͐̈́̅̋͐͐ ̷̛̱͎̥̦̫̫̻͚̀͒̓̈́͐c̸̛̛̬͇͇̤̗̞͎͒̉͂̄̀͗̽͋͠͝ͅȯ̶̙̩͍̅̊̽̅̐̀͛͒́͛͝l̶̦̥̳̺̗͌͂̋͗̂̆̓ͅd̸̫͍̬̟̘͔̘͍̞̗̻̗̫̄̈́̑̕...̵͙̩͚͚͓̠͖͈̩̣̫̇̂͜...̴̨̩͈̠̘̝̻̞̀͛͆͒̏̈́̽͝ͅÎ̷̢̡̢̙̻̼͚͇̦̠̤̻͚̮͐͋̅̿͊͑̃̔̂͝͝'̴̛̙͍̦̘̳̪̤́͑̿̅̇̄̈͐͗̋͛͝m̵̡͉͖̙̟̉ ̷̧͎̻̻̹͇͐͗̒̑̓͗͗̌͝͝s̴̢̱̖͎̯̘͍̖͓̣̀̈̀̏̈̀͘͠͝o̴̟̤̮̒̏̎̒ ̵̛̬̃͛̀̌̒́̒́͗̔̆͝ṣ̷̢̡̧̰̗̼͎̞̀̒̓̃̌ā̸̮̗̟͖͖̿̂̐̽͂͌̄d̵̡̧̛͓̤͔͍̞̘͕̝̬̯̠͒̓͊͆̾͊̽̾...̷̢̛͕͔̪̫͇̽̊͆͆̊̓̾̉̾͆͘̚͠.̶͙̥͎̮̦̃̿̊̓͜.̷̢͚͈̙̮̲͓̓̒͑̾́́͋̄̔͘̚͝ͅI̸̛̭͉̲̊͆̊̾̓̚̕͝ ̷̢̟̙̗͖̲̣͖̯̮̯̳̙̃̔̌̇͂j̷̛̯̣̪̳̖̤̞̓͗͑̽̍͒̌̾̉̈́͝ǘ̴̢̝̺̜͙̈́́̇́͠ͅs̵̡̨̠̖͔̜̰͋̚ͅt̶̛̲̿̈́̉̀̔̐͛͊̐͗͑́́̊ ̴͙̭̺͇̿̾̂̃̓̇͘͜ẃ̸̛̦̺̼̤̘͐̑͆̉a̸̯̺͑̎̉̇͂̓͂̏̏͛̾̀̈́̽͜ṇ̵̨̨̛͎̼̭̞̫̜̱̥͓̮̩̍͐̿͆̑́͘ť̸̰͎̝̱͚̺͕̣̮̈́͛̿̐͐̈́̈̄͝ ̸̨̦̥̫͚̠̦̼͈̣̠̰̜̦̦͂̿͆̾̍̃̐̈́̓̇̕͝͠t̴̻̹͔̜̥̾̀̂̃̒́͋̕̕͘͘͜͜͝͝ͅȍ̷̬͇͎̪̭̞͈͇͇̻͋̔̉̿̈́̓͆́̈́̌̕̚̕ ̴̧̛͚̥̱̜͈͚̠̭̳̣͎̞̿́̌̾̒̽̈́̈́̏͊̾͝d̷̡̧̛̖͕͕̣͓̱̟̙̱̩̝͗͑̅͜ͅi̵̡̛̞̭͙͑̈e̴̯̳̮͓̗̗̥̼͔̻͔͇̟͑...̶̡̡̱̩̭͙̤͐̍̊͒̀̿ͅ.
GOD: What......is this?
Something felt awfully wrong as the little boy stood up, looking at them with....no face.
Help me......
GOL: He's a memory of this human brother. Don't-
Į̷͕̓̈̀̀͛͌͒͘͘̕ ̶̢̡̹͔͇͚͚̮̱͉̩́̂͆̈́ͅS̴̨̡̪̼̒̒̑̉͂̃̀̒̽̀̈́̅͝A̴̛̫̰̲̻̮͔̿́̔͋͒͌̈̿̓̓̽͒͝Į̴̡̺̺͔͚̗̗͙̪̲̯̤̏̌̓̒͊͂̓́͐ͅD̴̤̫̠̺͘ ̸̹̠̐̔̽͐̇̋̑̏̉́͝͝H̴̛̜͍̬̘̘̻͕̦̑͐̆͌̄̆̓̿͘E̵͎̟̲̜̗̘͇̝̣̭̐͛̅͋́͒̄͗͜͜L̷̢͔̲͕͇̘̭̬̮͇̜̣͓͙͂̒͂̈̒̀̈́͐̈́̄̽̏́͜P̵̠̗̪̲̹͐͆̀̉̄̉́̿̓͐̈́́͝͠ ̸͇̝͈͓͓͎͈̪̮̔̂̾͌̀̈́̉͒͝M̴̧͇̟̳͇̫̞̄̅͆̍͊͜E̸̠̝̣͗Ę̵̫̦͍̤̗̬̜͔̺̥̪̯͍͙͑͛͊̾̄͑͋̑̾E̶͓̬̗͍̮̤̺̼̣̙̊͌̉̽̈̆͑͗̀̄̕E̷̠̫̤͉̝̣̤͙̥̮͛̎̎͒͜Ȩ̸̡̡̖̜̞̬͎͖͕́͛̐Ë̵͕͈͇̈́̌̀̑̚Ë̵̡͎͈͙̰̗͖̪̻!̵̛̛̩͇͕͕̫̞̲̤͓̯͍̱̜̈̉͗͂̽̈́̊̽̆̄!̷͓̬̖̯̜͓͉̱̰̹͔͔͔͍́̿͋̍͒̓̕͝͝!̸͈̪̩̎́͠!̸̧̯̙̜̞̅̉͐͋̀͂͘͠!̵̹͚͈̭͈̆́̌̾̔͑͛͐͆͋̒͑͊͑̿!̴̢̨̢̬̻̤̦̭̜̜͇̼̤͉̣̔͊͂͐̾̓͂̃͌̏̋̐͠͠͠!̶̼̻͓̫̯̺̝̞͎̥̯̥̃̏̓̈́̒͆͘͝
*STAB*
Chains suddenly stabbed through the, trapping them in place as voices were heard around them.
D̵̨̛͉̣̥̺̣͐̏̏͒̾͗̊͠ȉ̴̦͙̳̌ḍ̶̼̩̝̪͕̯̙̥̗̬̀̿̉̽͋̄̀́̊͝͝ ̶͈̗͓̎̓͂̓̉͑́̈́͛̕̚̚̕̕y̵̢̨̮̮̙͎̜̌̋̓͂͗͒̕͝ͅͅô̷̼̝̹̳͉̜̌̀̾̕̚ū̸͍͕̙̮̝̱͐̌̈́̆̐̈́̀͋̃̃͌͂̚͝ ̷̨̖͉̙̘̞̟̮͎̳͓͔̑̐̄̃̽́̿̏͋̏̚̚̚̕ŗ̵̧̻̗̺̥̣̝̺͙̄͗̀̅͝ͅé̴̢̦̞͖̺͉̞͔͎͕͕͕̚a̴͈̣̜̥̼̙̥̟̽̓̀͑ļ̵̣̪̹͓̤͓̼̣̰̙͎̰̳̒͜ļ̵͈͕͎̼͂́̊̍̈́͛̌̂̑̓̔͋̓͘ͅy̶̬̩̎̈́́́̄́̈̕ ̶̬̠̘̽̌̑t̷̺̟͈͈̃̉̀̾̅̎͗̈́̅ḣ̴̯̎̓̑͋̏̽͆̀͌̌į̸̛͖̹̖̼̫̔̋̈́̋̒͊̀́̋͝͠n̷͈̩̂̇̋̓͐͘k̷̢̢̛͙̮̗̗̘̺͐͌̒͗͊̓̔͊̾̍́͑̕ ̵̨̛̣̪̦̹̖͎͌͊̅̇̅̈̉͘̕̕ͅĩ̸̛͉͗̓̄͐̀̀͑͠n̴̫̘͍̞̥̻̱̠̖̠̩͇̎̈̔̓̔͌̃͝ͅͅṡ̵̛̤͙̟̜̯͍̰̅͐̓̒͋͗̾͐̎̀̃͜i̵͎͓̫̩̜͑̒̅͛͑͒͘ģ̸̨̟̖̥̳̰̳͍̻̱̣̠̎̀̀͑̊̀̚̕͘n̸͓͇̑͒͆̒̐̐͋́̑͝i̶̻̟͕̲̼̺̻͚͂͌̀f̸̢̥͓̠̤̰͕͉͇̭̹͈̈̈́́̿̊̓̔̈̎́͒̊͠ͅį̷̳̹͍̘̱͓͙̳̪̣̥͌̀͑̈́c̶̡͕̘͚͉̙̭͈̞̘̝̳̬͉̪̎a̴̙̻̋̈̔̈́̍̇̓̎̈́̈́̏̕͘̕n̶̩͖͊t̴̥̜̝̞͙͓̩̪̯͆͐͝ͅ ̶͈͓̞̫̝̮͍̟͙͛̃̂̀̓̈̏͒̚b̴̥͇̥̦͈̠̖̄́͛̃̒̓̏̊͆̓͐͐͠ȇ̶̦̫̾ȉ̷̩́́͌͝ñ̵̡̡̧͓̮̲͖̠͙̠̜͈̎̀̀̀̌͌͜g̶̡̛͉̻̬͉̻̙̫̹̎͛͂̾̐̾̎̆͛̇s̴̤̻̤̘̺̃̉̎̑̇̒̿͠͠ ̶̥̠̥̦͕͓̑͒̊̽̋̌̃̓͜ͅl̸̢͕̺͚̻̞͍̠̠͒͛̽̒̔͋͋͆̀͆̓͝i̵̻͂̾̓̍̒̿̍̀͝k̴̡̢̧͔̟̗̣͖̼̯͙͋̓̅ͅe̷̡̯̗̱͂̓͑ ̷̯̞͙̼̣̟̖̗͋̄́̚͜ý̶̖̥̩̗̻͖͈͉̠͇̳̝͍̦͕̌̿̒͝ơ̵̡̢͖̦̖̝̮̳͉̜̌̕u̸̢̡̜̺̹͉͓̝̟̻̔̃̈́͒̄͑͒́̓͂͝͝ ̴͙̩̂c̶̜̳̘͌̈́a̴͖̫̳͚̥̙̋̈́̊͌͆̈́͌̎̒ņ̸̛̬̝̯̱̫͎̻̬͓̘͇̓̎̈́̚ ̸̢̢̣̗̼̹̘̣͍̤̜̃͂̊̈́̿͂̇̉̈̒̆̈́̽͜͠͠ḣ̶̺̟̆̆̋u̶̢̫͉̝̣̗̰̥̬͓͂̒ȓ̴̡̛̬͎̘͓̭̲͎͉̼̯̹̯͍̿̉͝ẗ̷̢̛̺͉͓̰̱̥̝͇̼̣́̓̐̿̂̅͗̑͘͜͝ ̵͎̈́̓̃̄̋͗̑̉̾̿̽̐̏̎̚m̶͖͕͉̼͖̟͇̬͗̆̂e̵̠̘̝̺̜̠̲̠̝̫͔̻̞̍̅̈́͑̂̀͐̚?̷̨̨̭̗̟̖̼̟̼͚͚̞͖͇̈́̃́̌͑̂̌̆̚͝͠
Clara appears, but with no face as she floats towards them.
Ÿ̷̧̢̲̠͍̥͎̭͉͊̋͊͛͑͑̓̃̚͠͠͝ö̶̬̘͇͚͕͚͓͕́͂u̶̲̯̯͈͕̖̼̮͈̘͇͓̗̐ͅ ̸̹̠̭͉̮̮͂͊̓͋́̀̿̈̓͆̓̔͜à̵̢̱̘̰͉͑̇̂̈́̒͜͝͠͠ͅr̵͎̯̠͇̲͈̜̳͗̇̊̇̇͛̉̈́̊̚͠e̷̡̦̬͕̫̖̫̯̝͕͆̐͂͊̍͗̄͌̓͘͝ ̷͉͈̹̖͓͓̩͎̣̳̜͖̮͐̈̚͠ņ̴̠̩̟̥̤̱̀͊̈̔ǫ̸̡̡̨̛̼̰̯͔͈̤̪̗̀̅͒t̴̨̧̨̡̛͎̮͕̤̘̪͕̮̻̩̍̈́̆̑̽͊̏́͠h̷̢̹͎͍͔̦̙̤̥͍͎̗͕̮̾̋̈́́̾̿͂̓̂̿̋̀̚i̶̡̡̛̝͕̳͙̾͋̈́̀̐̑͋̆͂̚͘͜͠͠ͅń̸̀̌̏̃̍̓͛͊̌ͅg̵̯̉̍̈́͋̀̈́̿̈́͛͛̚͝ ̵̢̨̡̛̬̪͖̖̹̳̠̟͎̬͔̪̈́͛̓͌̽͋̀̽̇͠͝ḿ̷̨̢͎͓͙̳̱̞̲͒͑̈́́̂́͋̚͜ǫ̵̛̥͔̬̜̱̟̜͙̞̱̱͐́̓͑̒̕͜r̶̝̳͙̘̺̺̝̖͚̰̰̘̺̜͊̾́̏͋̅̇̈̈̆̆̆̚͝e̴͚͎͚̲̯̲͗̄͋̍͐͠͝ ̷̨̛͍̫̻͋͊͛̅́͛̇͠ͅẗ̵̡̨̧͈̻͍̰͈͚̳͙͖̼̪̞́̂̀̋̅̊̓͂́̏͘̚͝͠h̴̡͍̟̄̃̈͒́̓̽͑̑͘̕͝ă̷̡̺̙͙̋̏̊̔͘n̴̡̛̖̯̦̠̭̦͍͓͈̳͇̼̦̝̑̀͂̍̉̐́̋̎ ̴̧̨͕̣̰̫̘̹̖̲͔̩́̓̾͂̀̀͊͗ͅà̴͖̣́̈́̈́͑̌͐̾̿͊̅ ̶̢̛̫̮̝͉̥̖̯̫͚͍̩̟͉̍͋̂̌͐̈́̍̃̚͝͝ͅḇ̷̢̊͒̐͆̓̌̒͐͐̒̾̀̿͝ē̸̡̜̈̋̋͠ĭ̶̝̉̿͗͝n̴͖̻͓̫̰̥͎̠̈͜g̸̣̘̥͖̬̥͉͈̣͇̤̬̬̐̀̏̂͛̾ͅ.̴̧̺̺̦̯̤͚͒́̐͊̀̒́̇̓̓̚ͅ ̴͎̫͍͉̬͛̑̾̽̽̕Ȧ̵̟̺̬̠̥̻̮̫̤̖̱̲̲̮̅̈́̚͝ ̸̺̺̞͗̒f̵̤̀̾͆̿̔̊͘ä̸̪͍̺̭́̅̈́̑̎̎̍̀̊́̿̏̕͠l̷̡̛͚͈̯̗̟͚̘͍̑̔́l̷̡̤͑ã̴̧̧̬̙̺̼̟͓̈́̐̈̕̚͜b̸̧̟͉̤̻̺͔̠̹͚̲̅̚͜͜͝͠l̸̨̦̤͙͙̱̜̮̺̦̀̂̿̌̿̐̈́̈́̿̏͝ę̴̡̛̪̜̞̼̣͔̾̀͂͌̂̊͜ ̵̡̖͙̳̩̩̪̞͔̮̠̪̳͎͐̊͗̅̒̿͌̂͗̈́̊͝͝b̸͙̄́̈́͛̋̍̋ę̶̧̧̪̙͈̩̟̃͌̑͊̂͆̌̓̍͐́̾̋͘ͅï̸̛̮̼̹̬͋͋̀͑͋͗͂̂̏͛̔n̸̖̣̩̱̘͔̭͙̼̝͈̐́̃̐̂̌̉̐͋̋̊͑̽̒͜ͅg̵̣̝͚̣̘̓́̒.̸̨̞̼̭͎͉͓͔̝̞̮̠͑͑͐̃̂̿̂͋̇̒͘͜͜͠ ̴̢̡̖̫͕͖̦͍̖̉̓̀̃͌̔̑͛̾͜Ơ̵̱̻̞̠̒̆̆n̷̤̝̗̲̟͚͎̙͓̳̞̿͋̃͆̍̕͝é̷͇̹̠̭̩̹̩̖͇͉́̂̚ ̸̨̡̛̻̲͕͙͙̣̹̳͉̹͇͙̾̔̀̍͊͐̒̕̕t̵̛̳̙͐̔̌̀̈́̍̚͜͝͝ḩ̶̻̻́̃́̌̓̈͛͌a̷͎̼͉̹̼̫͜͠ţ̴͔̦̿͗̈̿̓̀͌̅̄͐̓ ̴̡̡̬͇̗̟͈̥̙͇̝͍̊̊̎͛͐̀͆̔̆̓͘͘͜͠͠c̸͙͇̺̬̉̎̍͊́̽̓͒̈̽̑̿̂̚͝a̶͔̭̺̜̖̮̲̣̜̪̿͐̓̓͆͂͒̈́͆̉̚ń̵̛͖̻̜̝̦͓̼̰̬͍̤̺͉̎̃̍̔̂̈̋͌͗̅͠ ̵̼͇̝̘͇͔͂̒̿̇̚͝b̸̢͇̙̙̜̜̰̰̗̠̼͇͍̟͒̈é̷̡̟̞̮̲̭͓͇̗̰́̔́̇͘͜ͅ ̸̟̼̙͎̹̝͚̉k̷̰̪̘̥̤̜̲̫͇͓̦̙̝̐̅̽ͅï̶͖͆̽̐̇͊͝l̵͔͗̈́́l̸̜̰̫͙̙̹̘͔̣͇͗̈́͒̇͗͂͆͝ę̵̜̻̙̲̭̱̻͚͕̮͓̝̿͗̋͂͊̀̕ͅḑ̴̲̜̞̱̏̓̓̇̿͐̈́̋̀̄̇̕͝͠,̷̘͙̙̗̩̯̞̠̩͔̝̫̄͊ ̴̦̦̼̤͍͊̂͐̎̏͑̔̊̆̈͑͝͠ͅą̵̺͙͖̬͍̪̔̉̏̕n̴͈̫̣̳̰͇̘͎͔̋̍̃̊̏͌d̵̢̪͈̗̻͎̦̟͆̀͑͐̌̆̐̈́́̏͘ ̸̡̧͉͔͙̬͍̳͇͓̪͓͖̻̮͆̃̊͑̀̚n̶̨̡͈̻̦̠͒̒͆̇͑͝͝o̵̢͇̥͍͔̤̯͋̔ͅ ̸̘͓̰̪̣̪̗̠͙̩́́̚͠ǫ̵͉͓͖̮͓̗͙̭͕̣̃͆̀̈̇̔̀ņ̸̢̖͔̥̻̦̼̅̊ę̵̨̮̙̭͚̫̯͈̗̖̖̜̓̃͒͊͌̀͛̋̽͘͝ ̵͍̘̋̄ẅ̷̡̹͎̠̖̪͈́̃̋͌̓̕i̴̪̲͊͋̓̽̓͊̃̿̇̒̃̚̕̚͝l̴̙͕̯͎͙̦̈̉̏̂̓̃͂́̎̅̈́͛͝ļ̴̛͎̥̭͔͚̀́͂͊̏̽́͊̈́̏̒̕͠ ̸̱̟̲̳̮̖̲̦̗̀͜ͅḵ̵̢̾̐̅͆̓̀͛̇̇͠n̵̥͚͔̙̫͋̿͌̈́͒̎͒̑̋̓̒͋͝ȯ̶̡̢̱͎̫̤͔̘͖͙̘̐̏͛̓̍̽̾͐w̴̡͉̪̼͎̩̫͑̎̅̍̄̈́͒͆̍̃̚͝ to care.
GOL: A-AAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
It wasn't energy, but literal blood leaked out of the god of light, flowing down to create an ocean as the god of darkness tries to intervene as the same happens.
n̶̟͚͖̩̼̠̻̫͑͜ͅơ̶̮͖̝͓̙̓̒͑̀́͐͌̃̆̄̉̅̑̕ ̶̘͚͍̣̘̿̄̒̊ą̵̧̢̙̩̲̮͙̘̉́͗̐͘͜m̴̦̱̣̰̬̩̲̝̩̣̩̔o̴̙͚̝̍̈́̿͂̌́̈́̽̉̍͗͗͊̽ͅù̴̢̙̲͖͒͘͝ņ̸̨̛͓̱̱̲͙̳͗͋̑͊̈́͋̊̕͠͝t̸̢̘̳̰̗̆̊̿̓͌̊̅̂̊̀̏̔͜͝͝ ̵̨̱͖͇̜͔̽̐͌͛̄̔̑͘o̵̯̦͎̠͓̿͐̈͐́͊͋͐͗̆͛͠f̵̦͇͇̻̳̟̟̣̮̄̐̈͊̆̚ ̶̨͇͇͖̀̐p̸̯̣̽̈́̈́͊͑̀̐̉͌͝͠ŗ̸̛̯̩͙̀͌̊̋͌͗̍͂̇̿̚ͅą̶͓̣̳̼̹̿̈́̇̔̀͌̐́͆̒͐̑͘y̴̲̤̼̜̏̓͂͝e̴̼̮͖̗͋̅ŗ̷̡̖̠̱͈̘̤͚́̊͝ ̵̨̰̜̲̺̥̺͈̠̫͚̗̗̾̾͂̃̀̃̊̀͜w̸̧̟̜̬̙̮̝̘͔͔̋̔̔͌̆͒̔́̾̃́͘͘ͅi̴͙͚̦̬̟̻̪̜͔̝̱̠͗̍̑̒̆̆̒̐̀̊̇͘͠͠͠l̵̨̨͎͈̻̤͔̟̱̞̠̱̱̀͒̂̈́͂͋͊̊́̾͛̉͜͝l̷̢̢̜̞̬͔̩͎̦̒͒̍͛͑̈́͝ͅ ̸̝̫̌̌̿͑̍͗͂́́s̶͎̮̼̩͖͙̜̝͂̓͆̈́̀̉̓̽̉ͅä̵̦̱̾͒̅̔v̷͎̱̞͚̜̞̎̌̈́̌̋̌̀̂́̔̎̂͘͠e̸̫̤̋̾͗̉̑͗̓̔̀͘ ̵͚͙̩̹̰̥͚͕̀͒̕ỳ̴̻̠̖̼̠̥̞̹͇́ͅơ̵͈̫̥̻͖̻̭̍̏͊̇̈́̍̄̓͘͝u̴̧̧͖͖̮̝͍̠̘̳͉̽̿͌̆̾͂̿͛̔̚͝ ̶̬̺͇̘͒̐͌͒͐̈̍͒̋͘̚͘f̸̡̨͇̪͚̩̹̜̓̍̈́̀͊͂́̍͝ͅͅr̸̯̐̃ơ̴̛̺͙̞̲͖̝̠̬̞̗̦̘͒̽̇̈́̋̅́͐́͌̉̽̕m̸͍̭͗̐̃̕͝͝ ̷͓̩̓̍͋̀̌̀̉̇̓t̶̨̧̨͍̮͚̠̝͔̪̼̗̔̍̃̽̔̎͑̽͘͘ͅḫ̶͕͇̐̿̍̅̂̔̿̅̓̈́͠e̸̺̲͎̗̾̓̒̔̌̒͜͠ ̸͈̳̼͓̜͓̲̾̚͝ḩ̵̞̭̀̐̆͝͠o̸̳̼͍̟̥̮̱͉͂̀͜ṕ̷̨͎̳̩̻̱̯̻͇̼̈̃̄͋̀̿̈̃̾̔̀̏͛̚ͅę̶̛͚̘͇͆͊́̃͗̈̎̆͒̇l̴̯̦̤̖̈́͜ẻ̶̡̡͙̯̻̜͈͍͉̐̑́̈́̊̽́̈̍͜ͅṣ̸͖̣͇͉̒̂̑́̒̌̈́̍̈͛̚͘͘͠͝s̵̛̖̙̝̠̐̀͋͊̾̌̏̓̏̑̓n̵͖͙͖̣͍̄̔́̄͌͑̎̂̕e̶̢͖͔͕̼̥̻̟̝̬̓̇̓̇̐͂͗̓͘͘̚͝s̸̱͉͎̼͍̘̉̀͌̿̆́͑̉̈́̅̆̌̕͠͝s̶̡̢̞̮̲͍̯͎͛̒͗͌͝ ̵̡̬̮͕̬͕̳̳̼̳̠̗̅̎̀̽̇̆͒͑̋̄͂͐ͅâ̶̧̻̲̖͉̟̙̦̠̗̲͂̏͒̈́̔̉͋̿͛͋͊̚n̸̻̩͎͖͍͖̾̈́̍̈̈̎̎̎͝͝d̷̯͍̼̖̪̝̼̭̘́̑̑̉͆̎́̚ͅ ̶̧͎̪̲̥͔̫̌̎̑ͅḍ̴̜̙̫̂̅̎͛̊͂̂̐̔̽͘͝e̷̡̦̦̻̮͍̾̽̉͋̓̇́̂̚͘͝ş̷̲̦̰̯̘͙̘̭̞͒̏͑͒͑̃̏̏̏͒̚͠p̸̨̜͇̩͖̯͇̪͉͊͑̎̐͋a̴̛̜̣͚̯̮̳͕͓͙̳̗̮͎̍̓̈̒̓͆͊́̈͌̊̈́͝͠ḯ̷̟͉̮̜̯̺̝̫̏͘r̷̗̹̈́̏͘ ̸̧̢̨̡̪̞͓̺͉͍̹̝̬̯̣̓͆̊́̒͊̓̈͝t̴̟͈̆̌̏͊̀̏h̷̢̲̲͚̥͂̈́̂̌a̵̙̹̱̦͕̬̭̱̱̩̿̔́̃̄̓̂̊͒ţ̸̨̧̣̟̤̫̬̹̞͉̩̜̭̭̅̈́͊͛̏̈́̂͗̐̇̄̌͝͝ ̵̢͋̋̀̇͆̋̅̀̎̚a̴͙̞̰̗͓͗̈́̂̽̊̎̽̎̚̚͠͝͠w̴̛̬͇̺͕̹͛͊͒̔̑̕͝a̸̧̢̠̙͚̻̙̭̯̼̯̘̹͒̈̓́̀̓̋͋̀͗̏̏̓ï̵̡͍̝̩̜̈́̈̈́̍̽̉̓͆t̴̢̔ś̶̨̧̨͎̦̪͙͍̱̩̜̫̣̞̦̔́̎̌̾͛͐̀̾̃̕͝͠ ̸̧͍̳̺͇͙̹͉̱͈͕̹͙̘̬͑̉̇̅̽́̌͊̇̽̓̀̌͝͠y̷̡̠͓͕̪͇͉͔̠͆ȍ̷̢̢̨̢̲̩̻̲̬̳͙͐͑̒͐͌̔̔̎̀͜͝͠ͅữ̵̧̪̰̹̄̏͐̽̃͛̎͑̈͑͘͝͝.̶̡̠̝̫̝̜̄̏̆̅̏͂͘
GOD: M-MERCY! HAVE MERCY ON US!
They were in unfathomable pain, and threw all their pride away as they begged for Clara to let them live though she looks at them.
NOW DIE.
EXITING MINDSCAPE
*BOOM*
The cosmic beings were finally killed, being nothing more than specks of dust under Clara's foot as she teleports back to the planet.
Clara: So this world......sorry. I wished I could've saved one person-
???: HEY!
A one armed man floats to her mid air, sensing the enormous power coming from Clara as she crosses her arms.
Clara: Two gods have planned to destroy a planet. I took them to a different realm, here where there won't be as much people in the crossfire. I made sure to avoid your world......Gohan?
Gohan had a surprised look on his face as Clara's eyes brighten.
Gohan: You.....know me?
Clara: It appears I've stumbled upon an alternate timeline of an array of universes I visited. I have met another version of you.....much more powerful than you.
Gohan: *surprised* Really? And you can-
Clara: They're all dead though.....
A somber silence filled the air as Gohan sadly nods his head.
Gohan: Just like my world huh.....
Clara: Yeah.
Clara: 'On second thought...'
Gohan: Did you know you killed the androids?
Clara: I did?
Gohan: 'SHE DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE SHE DID?!'
Later
Ozma; I-Impossible....the gods were killed?
Ozma was shaking, surprised and confused as Jinn and Ambrosius nod their heads with others behind the headmaster having shocked looks.
Jinn: The woman of another world killed them for your world. So no one has to suffer anymore-
*WHOOSH*
Clara: Akaza, you'll be having fellow students.
Akaza: Wait really?
Trunks: Name's Trunks.
Gohan: Gohan.
Clara: They are from an alternate timeline I found. Gohan, Trunks, this is Akaza. He may be weaker, but in due time he can catch up quickly.
Akaza: 'So they're stronger than me. *smirk* Nice.' You have one arm only?
Gohan: I....lost it.
Akaza: Oh it's fine. No worries.
Neo: 'Can I come with you all?'
Clara: You sure?
Roman: Well we all talked and came to an agreement~ Thanks for the money by the way.
She nods to Roman who walks away, the moon suddenly whole again as a portal opens.
*PAT*
Clara: Ready to go?
Neo: Mhm.
Gohan/Akaza/Trunks: READY!
She opens a portal to the next world though looks back to see the huntsman and more staring at her.
Clara: Peace.
And she gives the peace sign before they disappear, leaving everyone with an explanation about what just happened.
Ruby: Wait Torchwick? Where did he go?
Ironwood: Ozpin.......are you gonna tell us why it called you Ozma?
Salem: 'My curse.....it has been lifted!'
Next Chapter:
A Good Time