Scene 4 – The Edge of the Universe
Ron opened his eyes.
The world around him was broken—cracked skies, floating debris, and colors that didn't exist in any known spectrum. It felt like the end of everything.
A ruined world…? Ron thought. Where am I?
He turned slowly, scanning his surroundings. A strange presence loomed behind him. His instincts flared.
He turned.
A monstrous demonic eagle flew in the distance—massive, with a single glowing eye. Flames bled from the feathers atop its head and beneath its wings, painting the sky in fire.
A message echoed across the dimension:
[YOU ARE AT THE EDGE OF THE UNIVERSE]
The eagle shrieked and launched toward him at blinding speed.
Ron sighed. "How troublesome."
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Scene 5 – Fallout on Planet A
Back on Planet A, Carter's forces were resting and tending to the wounded.
Suddenly—Carter crashed down from the sky, injured and disoriented.
Dream rushed to him. "Where's Ron?"
Carter didn't respond.
Dream's voice cracked. "Tell me he's okay."
Carter finally spoke, his voice heavy. "I don't know. He was teleporting me out... but King Larthur's attack disrupted him. He threw me ahead... but he didn't make it."
Dream's eyes filled with tears. Lia gently led her away.
Carter turned to the others. "Who are you two?"
Yardy stepped forward. "I'm Yardy, dark sorcerer. This is Axzeroth—also known as the One-Man Army."
Axzeroth nodded. "Ron sent me."
"Then thank you both," Carter said. "I'm going to need your help again."
"We'll help," Yardy replied, "but Joe's weapon—that gun—will be a problem."
Carter narrowed his eyes. "What exactly is that weapon?"
"It's an ancient-future hybrid," Yardy explained. "Made from lost magic and advanced tech. It bonds with its wielder's Ki—it can only be used by a chosen one. Not even death can fully disable it."
"Is there any counter?" Carter asked.
Yardy's expression darkened. "Yes. Something called The Dark Faith."
Carter's eyes widened. "I… I have that. But I don't know how to use it."
Yardy and Axzeroth looked stunned.
"You have The Dark Faith, sir?" Yardy asked.
"How did you get it?" Axzeroth demanded.
Carter simply said, "From a scenario."
Before more could be said, Axzeroth froze. "They're here."
King Larthur's forces were closing in.
Carter gave the order: "Evacuate. Take the wounded. I'll stay behind with Yardy and Axzeroth."
Lia was second-in-command. Carter made her the leader in his absence. She carried Dream—still overwhelmed with emotion—into a rescue ship. The emergency fleet launched. Only Lia and Dream remained.
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Scene 6 – The Magician War
King Larthur's combined army with the Kingdom of Zersus closed in. But Yardy and Axzeroth were immovable walls.
Then came the real threat.
Ancient magicians—beings from a forgotten age—entered the battlefield. Masters of illusion, time, and dark arts.
They targeted Yardy and Axzeroth specifically.
Yardy was trapped in a vivid illusion of peace and happiness. But his soul was too dark to be fooled—he shattered it with a scream.
Axzeroth was pulled into a pocket dimension—but his Ki exploded outward, destroying the very dimension and freeing him.
Despite their escape, they were outnumbered—thousands of ancient magicians stood against them.
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Scene 7 – Carter vs. King Larthur
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, King Larthur descended.
He drew his legendary sword and grinned. "Shall we finish our battle?"
Carter pulled out his own blade and gestured. "Bring it on."
The two clashed. Steel rang through the air.
Carter dodged, blocked, and returned fire with punches and kicks, using agility over brute force. He baited Larthur into imitating his technique—and when the opening came, Carter struck, slashing the king's chest and punching him down.
Carter stood tall, giving a cold, unsettling look.
But before he could strike the final blow, a beam of pure energy fell from the sky—slamming into him, blowing a crater into the ground.
Carter's body burned—his clothes disintegrated. He stood, barely. Another beam hit. Then another. Three more followed.
Carter fell, unconscious.
King Larthur staggered to his feet. "You are strong… but not enough."
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Scene 8 – Dream's Anger
Lia watched in horror from the ship. "No…"
She turned—Dream was gone.
Outside, lightning split the sky.
Dream stood between Carter and the king, her back to her husband, eyes glowing.
King Larthur chuckled. "And who might you be, miss?"
Dream's voice was ice. "Were you the one who attacked Ron?"
"Ron? Oh, the teleporting guy? Yeah. Are you angry, sweetheart?"
Dream's eyes burned red. "You killed my husband."
Larthur smirked. "Shall I send you to him?"
He charged.
He never reached her.
She caught his sword with one finger. The planet quaked. Stars trembled. Larthur stumbled back, eyes wide. "What… what are you?"
He tried again—but as he neared, a geyser of blood burst from his body.
Dream didn't move.
She stepped forward. Larthur collapsed, terrified beyond reason.
His army rushed to help. But as they approached—
Dream whispered, "He was my husband. And you killed him."
She fell to her knees. "Now... I will erase you down to your last atom."
A crimson energy exploded from her body, annihilating everyone near her. Ships, soldiers, magicians—all reduced to nothing.
King Larthur screamed. "Joe! Shoot her! NOW!"
Joe hesitated. "But—our army—"
"JUST DO IT!"
Joe fired the dimensional gun.
From the ship, Lia screamed. She grabbed Carter and fled.
The blast hit.
The universe blinked out of existence.
Then—reversed.
Time rewound.
The blast stopped… frozen on Dream's finger.
She gently blew on it. The blast dissolved.
A black-red aura formed in her palm.
It was identical to Ron's Blade of Vengeance.
In the blink of an eye, Dream appeared in front of Joe.
Her sword moved too fast to be seen.
Joe and his gun split cleanly in half.