Fandom Wars

==Prologue==
In the known universe of the living exist four realms of existence. From top to bottom these realms are known as their human designations as the real world, cyber space, official fiction, and fan fiction. Only those from the real world have the ability to go into the lower three realms at sheer will as they are artificial creations from the real world. Those from the real world have the ability to bring entities inhabited by the fan fiction realm into that of official fiction, primarily through copyright and merchandise. The birth of cyber space came to be when the real world author HP Lovecraft constructed his fictional chaotic devil god Azathoth, unintentionally sending him between the realms of official fiction and the real world. Upon the birth of cyber space Azathoth was the sole fictional entity to have a mind of his own independent from his now deceased creator. Thanks to Azathoth's reality constructing powers he formed much of the life that would form the foundations of cyber space and had bring other Lovecraftian creations as his body guards. Over time humans of the real world constructed their own avatars in cyber space to have more access to official fiction, making the gigantic realm a superhighway of information and legions of various fandoms. After much deliberation Azathoth also ascended from official fiction the two most powerful franchises, in his opinion, to aid in his guard.
The first franchise was Demonbane, a giant robot franchise based heavily in literary works including those of his master and with Elder God Demonbane being confirmed as the most powerful entity in all of fictional history and served as the prime champion. The second was Warhammer, a fantasy and science fiction franchise with a massive mythos with some of the most advanced technology and powers ever conceived being granted from that realm; soon after this the Warhammer fandom pledged allegiance to the protection of Azathoth to maintain the balance of cyber space. The six main entities of Warhammer were the second in commands: The Emperor of Mankind, Horus, Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, and Slaanesh. At one point there was a seventh named Malal who was more powerful than any one individual on Azathoth's court. However, Malal was tossed out by humans of the real world for reasons known only to the council, although considering his prideful past many assume he was planning on conspiracy and was caught.
What little was known was that with Malal being tossed away, along with his followers, he was sent between the spaces of official and fan fiction, almost retroactive continuity or "retcon" erasing from existence, but failing. Malal used his followers which consisted of his own nightmarish demons and a legion of space marines called the Sons of Malice. The Sons of Malice were able to travel back into cyber space unlike his demons which were mere extensions of his being, but these marines were too few in number to cause any serious change on their own. Throughout the middle ages of cyber space the Sons of Malice used various forms of terrorist threats, but most of them were easily slaughtered soon after by the various fandoms they had wronged. Eventually the nine largest super-fandoms, fandoms formed from media rather than franchises, formed a coalition to stop the Sons of Malice which consisted of: The Animation Avengers, the Literary Librarians, the Tabletop Tenacious, the Movie Marauders, the Comic Crusaders, the Television Tribe, the Music Maestros, the Toy Tinkerers, and the Gaming Glory. These nine each forged masterpieces of raw data called the celestial stones, all of them having hive minded information across one another which allowed instant notification if anything within the super-fandom's jurisdiction went awry. Rumor has it within the high rankings of these nine groups that a tenth stone was created in case the other nine were out of control, but no physical evidence supported this.
The tokusatsu fandom was one of the few major fandoms not to be taken under the wing of any super-fandom as it had no one dominant media and as such did not acquire any of the benefits this coalition gave. However, a member of the Warhammer fandom named Clint L. Werner, an author in Warhammer's literature in the real world, became an administrator on the small site of Kaiju Phile to alert this coalition if the Sons of Malice ever formed a base their. While they never did, this ushered in a new technology that would be what set the following wars into motion: the core stats. The idea was originally to take representations of those from the realms of official and fan fiction into cyber space for battles. While most fandoms did not care for fantasy matches, the tokusatsu fandom was heavily driven into combat oriented methods. Clint had introduced this idea based on Warhammer codexes which gave detailed information on all participants. Various inventors  eventually constructed this technology for gladiatorial purposes, eventually constructing orb-like computers that contained all necessary data to replicate. Before long it was discovered that out of all the medias that were adapted, video game entities were the easiest to control.
Then he came.
He went by many names in several fandoms, but for the sake of a consistent name his record simply referred to him as J. Very little was known about J before he entered to tokusatsu fandom, although he came with radical ideas and opinions that more often than not got deep under the skin with his peers. In the fantasy matches he brought forth many combatants that were exceptionally obscure and little to no familiarity with others. Nobody knows for certain if J was a great lier, insane, or if he genuinely believed everything he said; most agree that based on his speech he likely came from an educated or sophisticated background. He eventually became the primary core stat constructor on the site of Toho Kingdom which gained the attention of conservative mafias that ran TK's underworld and corrupt politicians and cops. Thanks to literal mob mentality and bribery to the site's moderators with the administrators not wanting to get involved for reasons still unknown to this day the fantasy matches were cleansed of video game and fan fiction characters with brawls involving more than 5 combatants be approved by corrupt officials.
However, the damage J caused to Toho Kingdom's otherwise strictly conservative mentality was too serious to ignore. During the mob mentality it was discovered that if they used their core stat gladiators they could conquer the entire tokusatsu fandom. Within weeks this caused a violent civil war that permanently damaged the fandom's reputation and costed the lives of hundreds of innocent people to the blood-thirsty barbarians. Eventually many influenced  by J attempted to use obscure entities with  core stats and with the aid of the fandom's largest site, Henshin Justice, and Clint the more rational individuals could fight the war-mongerers and their kaiju armada. The rationals eventually won with every kaiju site being under a permanent police state to prevent such atrocities from happening again.
Malal was impressed by how much anarchy and destruction was left in the wake of social disagreements. Malal had influenced J in his dreams to construct fictional entities based around the idea of core stats and on a massive scale, replicating entities from many different franchises and medias under one giant umbrella. J, unaware of this, would only work with video game entities, but adaptions were not off the table and Malal was pleased with this nonetheless. Malal also discovered that in his sleep J had the uncanny ability of "After-Sight", allowing him to see into the distant past at different points in history that had transpired, almost as if he had a direct link with time itself. J was even able to see a pair of zodiacs constructed from twelve different companies and twelve different franchises that formed a "kaiju code", a three dimensional map of various genetics, technologies, energies, and chemistry that could be used to slay any kaiju. Both of these zodiacs were united under a thirteenth zodiac pertaining to the company Banpresto and their all-star crossover video game franchise Super Robot Wars. Malal could not only construct the ultimate minion from this code, but he found something even better that he only caught a glimpse of: Azathoth's weakness.
Combined with stat replication capabilities, J eventually constructed the fan fiction setting called the Bloodstone Star, a giant star that, in its own canon, was populated by mercury based organisms called the metallites that organized the sands of time until one of them was tainted by a ring and mind controlled to slay his entire species and turn the star into a metallic fortress base where he replicated entities from across various universes. Said fan canon also allowed one survivor granted powers from dimensional entities that gave him a body to fight the replicated combatants. These characters were eventually given names: The surviving metallite would be named Digamma and the mind controlled metallite The Architect, later his real name being Heta; both names deriving from obsolete Greek letters to make them more distinct. However, Malal came across a serious problem, while J had massive disagreements with video game and brawl banning in the fantasy matches he was perfectly okay with fan fiction entities not being used and thus never created any for his own.
Malal eventually forced his followers to bring J to the inbetween spaces, but his will was virtually unbreakable no matter how hard Malal tried to alter his mind. No amount of rhetoric or disturbances or repeats of any of his memories could move him, almost like a hurricane trying to erode a mountain and failing every time. J eventually told him he was willing to help Malal on the condition that the kaiju portion of the tokusatsu fandom pay horribly for his mistreatment. Not wanting to waste this opprotunity to exact his own revenge, Malal unwillingly agreed. J was to summon the official fictional character of Morgoth from the JRR Tolkein Middle-Earth mythos, Malal instilled his hatred of Azathoth into Morgoth and slowly manipulated him from the shadows. Upon Morgoth being used to slay J his powers were used to give rise to J's creation Heta and used an unused warehouse site J built himself to house many core stats he constructed. Heta used this to form the site known as Pixel Galaxy with the Bloodstone Star acting as the core and Malal wanted to thank J to some degree so he had Morgoth order Heta to destroy the tokusatsu fandom.
During this time a game developer from the real world named Simon Strange created the site of Sunstone Games to form Colossal Kaiju Combat, a series of video games and trading cards that mass produced the ascension of fan fiction entities to official ones which gained massive appeal, espeically since trading card monsters could become video game monsters by democratic vote. Malal used this opprotunity to lead Digamma via influences of magic into cyber space to make him a video game character so Heta could use him if needed. Although Malal's plan only worked with Digamma gaining trading card status without video game status, within the course of months the vast majority of sites fell to Pixel Galaxy's gigantic armada of core stat replicants, most notably the Army of 1000 Kaiju, and Sunstone Games eventually became the last site of the fandom to remain. During this war Heta was able to construct the vast majority of the kaiju code collected from information brought about by all the core stat data. The data used to form the code was placed in a gigantic creature known as the Omega Beast.
Among Pixel Galaxy's thousands if not millions of casualties was Clint and due to this the body guards of Azathoth soon took note of this and entered the fray due to out of control power. However, with the exception of Elder God Demonbane they were all eventually neutralized by core stats, sending them back to the realm of official fiction, and would eventually become part of the Pixel Galaxy forces through replication. The Warhammer fandom also noted this as the vast majority of their Fantasy section had been neutralized soon after with the exception of the lizardmen as they were not adapted into video game format. The Emperor and Horus tried to have Simon surrender to form an alliance, but to no avail as Simon refused if it coasted the fans their freedom, and soon had much of his fleet terminated when Heta used an extremely powerful weapon from the real world called the Magnavox Light Gun. Shortly after, Morgoth was neutralized by a core stat of his being constructed and activated by the two metallites once Heta regained control of his mind. The Emperor and Horus made a second visit after this event, this time Horus fought him with both of them being critically injured and had to return to the council. During the beginning of the rebuilding process Malal opened a warp storm using all the magic he could from his position to suck in Heta and Pixel Galaxy to an unknown section of cyber space where he took direct control of him. However, before this Heta had given Digamma a secret core stat as the final trump card should Sunstone Games ever need it with only Simon and his staff knowing that the core stat was on Elder God Demonbane. If they ever use it and neutralize Azathoth's otherwise invincible champion it would undoubtedly create an opprotunity for many power hungry individuals throughout cyber space to fight Azathoth to steal his throne and if Malal completed the kaiju code and the Omega Beast that contained this code he could easily defeat Azathoth before anyone else and reign supreme.
==Fall of Order Half==
===Chapter 1===
A full year had passed since Sunstone Games was met by the Warhammer fandom and Heta and Pixel Galaxy became lost in the sudden Warp Storm. Three trading card monster ascensions took place during this time with the site finally being fully rebuilt since the Army of 1000 Kaiju invaded. Many of the inhabitants were the few survivors of the war, most of whom changed their name as a form of symbolic rebirth. In the Sunstone capital city, Simon announced his new agents that would assist him directly as they prepared for the inevitable day that Pixel Galaxy would strike again. These people consisted of RobotGodAkamatsu (or RGA for short), Matt Frank, JKorra, Lenbo, Grey Wolf, Burkion, Kimarous (Kim for short), Mothman, White Box Ninja, Glacius TS, Draegorn, Noelnl, Rweverett, Sweet Tooth, Jako M, Hungry Zombie, Desrosaur, Peter Gameguy, and many others. All of these people served as the elite troopers for Sunstone and were tasked with guarding the citizens and the core stats of well over two hundred kaiju kept in a secret bunker below the primary armory. In addition to this many otherwise lost information gathered from the tokusatsu fandom had been collected and sent to the Wikia system, a section of cyberspace that specializes in preserving information for the public of cyberspace. Once all of the information and data were properly stored away and preserved, Sunstone concentrated on self defense and in finding Pixel Galaxy.
A week after the one year anniversary, in the capitol building's control room, the staff of Sunstone had received an eerie transmission, setting events into motion after a quiet year. The monitors showed a pale bald figure in tattoos and armor.
*Abaddon: Greetings leaders of Sunstone Games, my name is Abaddon, successor of Horus, and I am here to negotiate an alliance.
*RGA: Technically you're not "here" here-
*Matt Frank: Let him continue.
*Abaddon: The one called The Architect and his destructive site of Pixel Galaxy has not been found by any of the super-fandoms or their agencies nor have we had any luck in that regard. We want you to help us since we know you have finished rebuilding your site.
*Simon Strange: Is this a forced negotiation? I want details.
*Abaddon: We send our own men for bureaucratic reasons and-
*Simon Strange: What rules would my citizens and staff have to follow?
*Abaddon: You must adhere to the Court of Azathoth, specifically aid in his safe-guarding and maintaining the order of cyberspace through regular checks all reported to us-
*Simon Strange: How is this different from enslavement?
*Abaddon: It isn't. However-
The monitors are turned off by Simon with the push of a button as he comments about how the Warhammer fandom has not changed since their last meeting. Simon then walked off into his office with RGA and Matt following him. Upon the door being shut the three of them began to speak about the situation as everyone else continued at their computer terminal stations.
*RGA: Simon, we really should make them back off by showing them we have Elder God Demonbane's core stat! They will flinch at the very least.
*Matt Frank: However, we have nothing to fight them with DIRECTLY. Plus Abaddon does have a point, where the hell could Pixel Galaxy have gone to?
*Simon Strange: I will not jeopardize my people or the inhabitants here. With that said, we cannot move forward without some sort of plan.
*RGA: I propose making a core stat of Heta, cancel him out, and add him to our collective forces so he can tell us.
*Matt Frank: Would that even work?
*Simon Strange: Yes, that actually WOULD work. However, sponsorships for trading card status requires being selected from a series of raffle tickets and over a hundred potential candidates are in those. I don't want to suddenly change the rules over this or otherwise we could lose the trust of everyone, so if we can do it officially by having enough people supporting him-
*RGA: Then we're good.
*Matt Frank: Hopefully the citizens will allow this.
*Simon Strange: Only one way to find out. *phone rings and Simon picks it up* Yes? Uh huh. You're serious about this? No joke? Meet you in six hours. *hangs up the phone* Gentlemen I have to leave, Matt is in charge until I return.
Simon Strange leaves his office and leaves the site via a VTOL to a destination uncharted in cyberspace. It takes him nearly six hours where he finally arrives to an exceptionally tiny asteroid-like site. Upon landing he meets with his client from the phone, a muscular man covered in body armor, a black sleeved shirt, black jeans, black gloves, black boots, and a black ski mask obscuring his face; in this person's hand was an M16 with an attached grenade launcher and bayonet. This individual was sitting on a metallic sarcophagus with Egyptian architecture except the face had a skull on it.
*Simon Strange: Thank you for your services, Mister-
*Aqua: Aqua. It was my pleasure, now as for payment.
*Simon Strange: I want evidence first.
*Aqua: Fair enough. *the sarcophagus is opened, revealing a decaying body that was beaten with blunt trauma* You have a method of identifying him?
*Simon Strange: I have equipment, where did you find him?
*Aqua: Dumped in the Draw Friend Booru, so much trash gets wasted there from around cyberspace its amazing what you can find.
*Simon Strange: Let me test the body. *Simon pulls out a mechanical probe from his pocket and injects it in the corpse's mouth; within moments a reading gives an identification* Yup, its him. Here is your reward. *From his other pocket Simon hands him a hilt*
*Aqua: Now I will test what I've been looking for. *the hilt unsheathes a yellow laser-like blade and transforms into a pistol after retracting* This is the variable saber rifle The Architect's minion used. Pleasure doing business.
*Simon Strange: Likewise.
As Simon leaves with his bounty back to his VTOL, at the site of Pixel Galaxy's core Heta uses his time to construct core stats for Malal when he is called for.
*Heta: Yes, master.
*Malal: How is progress, Heta?
*Heta: The kaiju code is slowly coming together and will likely be done in the coming months, I estimate four.
*Malal: As long as we're behind the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency you can take all the time you need as long as the Warhammer fandom doesn't board the Titanic.
*Heta: I am aware and they will not be reaching here for a while. Speaking of whom, I have yet to begin on them, unfortunately. Only in the past eight weeks has the site been completely fixed from the warp storm's damage. Would you prefer them to be cancelled out one at a time or all at once?
*Malal: The more the merrier, the Sons of Malice will soon commence their simultaneous attack and we need as minimal interference as possible.
*Heta: I would like to know who specifically is the most dangerous, that way I can cancel them out sooner and your forces would have to deal with less.
*Malal: They all have dangerous factors to them. The Eldar and Dark Eldar are the fewest in number, but move the fastest. The Tyranids and Orks are dumb, but have the largest numbers. Necrons and Tau have the best far range capabilities. The Imperium and Chaos Undivided are very well rounded and the best in close range. I suppose as much at once, although at some point you will have to cancel out Abaddon to weaken the support of the other chaos gods.
*Heta: Rest assured, master, they will all be dealt with in time.
*Malal: Yes. Now, try to see if you can do another attempt at manifestation.
Heta used the black ray his ring on the portal Malal requires for communication. With it he attempts to drag the horned rat-like fiend through and succeeds only as far as pulling his left hand through before the power of the in between spaces pull him back in. Malal comments about how this was the closest they have ever reached before the portal vanishes and Heta resumes his work. At the site of Sunstone Games, Simon uses a secret lab to experiment on the corpse, soon able to revive it with a variety of chemicals and electric instruments. Within hours the body finally comes back to life while restrained to a hospital bed.
*Simon Strange: Welcome back to the realm of the living, you have explaining to do.
*J: So my revenge backfired after all.
===Chapter 2===
*Simon Strange: Tell me, J, what did you hope to gain from destroying the kaiju fandom?
*J: Revenge. Nice, cold revenge.
*Simon Strange: Why?
*J: After all they did to me? Banishment, defamation, outlawing ideas I brought up, singling me out every chance they got, the spreading of lies, pretty much everything and then some. So I made a deal with someone to carry out the revenge.
*Simon Strange: Who?
*J: Malal, the rogue chaos god. He was interested in my ability to see into the past while I slumber.
*Simon Strange: You have this power because why?
*J: No idea, I was born with it. Malal showed me some dark arts on how to bring fictional entities into cyberspace and if I did it with Morgoth he'd set my plan into motion. Then I received a hammer to the face and died horribly. It hurt very much. Tell me, how far did it go?
*Simon Strange: Sunstone is the only site left in the system because of Morgoth controlling Heta.
*J: That was Malal controlling Morgoth, he's the mastermind behind the whole thing, all over the kaiju code.
*Simon Strange: The what?
*J: A very ancient code, I know little about it despite seeing it in my dreams, although the coalition of super-fandoms has a nice book on the subject in their congressional archives. I didn't care for it, too much about folklore and legends although Malal says it hides the secret weakness of Azathoth. The code is formed with two zodiacs or something, I forget the rest.
*Simon Strange: Part of me is thinking of returning you to the great beyond.... But I can use this information to save the rest of us-
*J: Simon, if you're going to keep me alive at least recycle me into a fiction character.
*Simon Strange: Excuse me?
*J: This body is decaying and done for anyway, but I can copy my mind and place it into a core stat to form a hybrid-
*Simon Strange: I refuse, it isn't morally right.
*J: And necromancing is, Dr. West? You have a new minion under your wing and I have an excuse to keep being alive again, what's the worst that can happen?
*Simon Strange: ..........Anything in particular for this body you want?
*J: Give me some paper, a pencil, and basic markers and I will show you, complete with specs.
While Simon deals with the revived man, the staff of Sunstone Games begins preparation for the next sponsorship series. From across the site several hundred fan donations were submitted and sorted out by the staff members. Among the entries was Heta, sponsored by an anonymous individual Simon approved of. The basic statistics, pictures, and names were all sorted and organized into the terminal system until the final entries were successfully corrected. This information was publicly broadcasted across the site with the citizens watching. Within the coming days these people would go out and vote for the kaiju they wished would be constructed into core stats the most and ascend from fan fiction to official fiction. Meanwhile, on the metallic and air-less surface of Pixel Galaxy Heta greets the legion of chaos space marines called the Sons of Malice. In total there was eleven thousand of them, all in black and white armor, all wielding various weapons and armor, all silent, giving a morbid tone to the area. Heta floated above all of them and began to speak in monotone.
*Heta: Sons of Malice, you are gathered here today so that you may finally exert revenge for your master. I, The Architect, am here to free him from the inbetween spaces and guide you to the path of victory. The coalition that formed to destroy you will fall in due time. Before we begin, I must show you all that I am the real deal and to make your forces more than mere space marines.
Within seconds Heta's ring opened dozens of portals which began to birth a variety of monstrosities. The first and most common type were the hook horrors, containing the skull-like heads of a garpike, hoofed feet f a camel, and sickle-like arms. The second type were the parasite riders, possessing the body of a tick, the skull-like head of a human with centipede mandibles and a scalp horn, and six legs with human hands instead of feet. The third type were the pandemonic paradoxes, having the head of a goat, four insectoid bull legs, and the arms of a mantis. The fourth and most powerful type were the guardians of contradiction, humanoid steer-like demons armed with a falcata and a serpentine tail with a human face and a pair of mantis arms at the end. These demons joined their human brethren, convincing them that Heta was indeed a leader worthy of Malal's selection as before this point his demons could not manifest into cyberspace. As such they all bowed down before him and a portal opened which contained their master on the other side.
*Malal: My followers, once The Architect has executed a mass cancellation you can begin destroying the super-fandom coalition! Bring their celestial stones to me for every super-fandom capital that is attacked! Leave none standing! Unless The Architect says otherwise, no survivors, no matter how willing to join they may be, are to be given slightest shred of mercy!
*Heta: Before beginning any assault on them, however, we must attack the site of Sunstone Games. They contain a lost core stats that will turn the tide in our favor against the champion of Azathoth. Without it we will eventually fail to Elder God Demonbane and all of this will be for not. Bring this core stat to me once the time has come; you will be awakened when that time comes.
The Sons of Malice and demons were then placed in a field of suspended animation, bidding their time. The next day, at Sunstone Games, the polls were open to the public. For over a week straight most of the planets citizens, old and new, would send in their raffle votes for the next series of monsters to be sponsored with every one of them on display in the voting booth. Lines were long, but moved like lightning. Over the next seven days nearly the entire site had cast their votes in. Once the polls were finally closed the staff organized and tallied all of the votes to check for any suspicion as a precaution. Once the votes were all checked they were placed into the giant raffler which Simon would be using on the day of the announcements. He looked at the raffler and hoped that the kaiju to come would be the best for defending the people of the site. As Simon headed for his apartment he received a package from the super-fandom coalition, upon opening it up he discovered it was the book pertaining to the kaiju code that J had mentioned. Upon opening it he began to read the legends surrounding it. One passage in particular caught his attention.
The kaiju code was split up by Azathoth himself in a complex network of information across the nation of Japan and bestowed to many of its artists over the course of the late twentieth century. The first zodiac was comprised of the companies that kept the licenses in check, this zodiac having the more broad information hidden within the depths of the many creations they would spawn in the coming decades. These twelve companies were composed of Toho, Daiei, Tsubaraya, Toei, Dynamic, Gainax, Sunrise, Bones, Xebec, Tatsunoko, Tomy, and Reed. The second zodiac was composed of franchises with deep lore and all stretched well into the twenty-first century while containing specific information. These franchies were not always connected to the zodiac companies. These twelve franchises were comprised of Godzilla, Gamera, Ultraman, Kamen Rider, Super Sentai, Metal Heroes, Mazinger, Gundam, Evangelion, Macross, Braves, and VOTOMS. Because the information that constructed the kaiju code could not be reduced, the central core information was given to and unofficial zodiac pair: Banpresto being the thirteenth company and Super Robot Wars the thirteenth franchise. Should the code be fully mapped it would allow those that know it to stop any kaiju with absolute impunity with the destructive capabilities going not just to them, but to all entities of fiction, fan and official.
Simon was filled with dread upon reading this passage, knowing that ingredients to a seemingly all-powerful weapon could easily be in the grasp of a nihilist as mad as Malal. He knew that it would be paramount that the renegade chaos god be eliminated at all costs. After reading some more, the head of Sunstone Games went to bed as he would have a busy day that morning with the sponsorship raffling.
===Chapter 3===
That morning at Sunstone Games the entire capital gathered for the great sponsorship raffle. Snacks were given, bets were taken, signs were waved by fans of various monsters, and the staff was nervous as to whether or not Heta would be among the kaiju selected. The raffle was done, monster after monster was selected in a slow yet sure pace. For every announced name the crowd would cheer and the creators showed their appreciation with either a loud "thank you!", a have wave, a thumbs up, or fainting. At the end of the raffle forty-three kaiju were chosen, Heta not being among the roster much to the staff's worry. That night the giant raffle machine was stored into the capitol building while the site staff contemplated on what to do next. However, trouble would soon arise as Heta and his master discuss their next course of action at the core of Pixel Galaxy.
*Malal: Heta, I have another one hundred eleven recruits that were not at the suspended animation ceremony yesterday.
*Heta: Excellent, this way I will not require my own forces and thus risking potential exposure. Not all of them would be required for a raid on Sunstone, perhaps if I have them do quick attacks on the super-fandoms-
*Malal: I have to object to that. For this operation to go smoothly I want you to put the one hundred best in suspended animation with the other eleven thousand to increase forces for the main battle to come. The other eleven will serve as your raid party.
*Heta: Of course, master. It shall be done.
Minutes later Heta teleports to the surface of his site and finds the Sons of Malice that were not able to arrive in time for the ceremony the previous day. Heta's ring analyzed all of them and froze exactly one hundred of them on the spot. The remaining eleven consisted of four tactical marines, four havoc marines, and three terminator marines, none of which had raptor packs. Shortly after that all eleven of them were transported using a portal and landed in the capital city of Sunstone Games. Within minutes the site staff became alerted to this.
*RGA: Enemy intruders! Eleven total and are a quarter kilometer in front of the capitol building!
*Matt Frank: Wormhole traces confirmed as transportation!
*Simon Strange: Analysis requested!
*Burkion: They're the Sons of Malice war band of chaos space marines!
Simon had a look of dread on his face upon hearing those words. Outside, the nihilist super soldiers began assaulting the capitol building with heavy machine guns and chainswords except the terminator units who used rocket launchers and power axes. Machine gun turrets from within the streets tried to assault them, but the chaos space marines were heavily armored enough to shrug off the assaults. The tacticals and havocs threw frag grenades into the capitol building, blowing the walls and even the floor. They successfully managed to beat up gun-armed security drones with either weapons or their fists until they reached the main elevator. Upon entering the Sons of Malice tossed grenades into it, blow the elevator up and revealing a path way to the building's lowest floor. They jumped in, searching among the debris until they found the core stat that belonged to Elder God Demonbane.
However, the members of the site decided to fight back. From the main floor over two dozen members began to flood the lowest floor with a hail of bullets and bombs. The terminators had no problem tanking the blows, but the tacticals were quickly killed off. The havocs fell soon after once rocket launchers were being launched at them. With their comrades dead the three remaining terminators grabbed the core stat and proceeded blast their way through the walls. Eventually they managed to reach the city's sewer system with the members still shooting from behind. One of the terminators fended off the members while the other two made off with the core stat, eventually swimming through the sewers and coming out of a drainage pipe. The diverting terminator, however, was eventually overcome by the sheer carnage and fell dead soon after. Before the members could track the remaining intruders, a wormhole opened up allowing the two terminators and their core stat to go through; after this the wormhole closed. At Pixel Galaxy's core the two gave Heta the core stat.
*Heta: Perfect! Both of you did well.
*Malal: I would not call the lose of one of my terminators "perfect", Heta.
*Heta: It was a necessary sacrifice since without Elder God Demonbane there will be no surefire way for Azathoth's forces to win.
*Malal: I am aware of that, but unlike tacticals and to a lesser extend havocs, terminators are very difficult to train! It will take me a long to replace it! The only good thing is that none of the raptor units were lost.
*Heta: Precisely why I never used them. As for those two?
*Malal: Freeze them with the others at the surface after all their damage and ammunition is restored, I will be training some replacements. After you add that core stat to the armada begin work on the mass cancellation!
*Heta: As you wish.
With the span of minutes The Architect had executed his master's orders with the two surviving marines before using the Bloodstone Star itself to construct many various core stats using information it collected from across the history of cyberspace. Over two hundred core stats were constructed and Elder God Demonbane was placed into the main core stat matrix soon after. With but the pull of a switch, Heta had begun the mass cancellation his master had ordered.
===Chapter 4===
The first mass cancellation was executed, within a matter of minutes a wide variety of races within the Warhammer fandom had been cancelled out from cyberspace. The only faction not to suffer was chaos with the Imperium receiving the less damage percentage wise. However, the other factions were not so lucky, especially the orks and tyranids, all thanks to the various video game adaptions Warhammer had received in the past. Not counting the star fleet, the overall military had a quarter of its overall forces decimated. Those natives to cyberspace began to panic with the court of Azathoth taking note of what was going on. Mere minutes after this, Heta was confronted by his maser.
*Malal: Status report.
*Heta: A quarter of their total military has been downed, the Imperium's main forces and Chaos have remained untouched so far as they could not be completed in time. However, as my research indicates, their space ships remain mostly untouched, should we attack the super-fandoms while in this state we will undoubtedly be bombarded with orbital attacks, something a significant portion of the kaiju armada cannot defend itself against.
*Malal: While that is a serious risk, I do commend you for your efforts. You do have many fleets of your own to counter them, correct?
*Heta: I have compared the amount of space forces while examining their power while comparing it to that of Pixel Galaxy's. To be honest, sir, we'd be dead even at best and a four to five ratio in numbers with us at a disadvantage. We should not risk attacking just yet.
*Malal: How long will another mass cancellation be?
*Heta: At least two months, but it would be favorable to conclude with the Kaiju Code and expand the spacial forces first.
*Malal: Very well then. You have until I replace the fallen nine to work on them before shifting your focus to another cancellation.
*Heta: Master, if I may, I noticed that the army of eleven thousand one hundred eleven chaos space marines attacking nine areas would leave them one thousand two hundred thirty four with a remainder of five. Technically you would only need to replace the terminator and three tacticals. The demons you constructed can all move evenly with their numbers, but your main troops not so much.
*Malal: That is why I will allow you to choose five tactical chaos space marines from a pool of the lowest fifty, none of them possessed, havoc, or raptor variants, and form something useful from them.
Six weeks had passed since the mass cancellation. The site of Sunstone Games had been harassed by the council of Azathoth. Due to this the council was forced to send Abaddon and their enforcer, the chaos daemon Belkor, to the coalition building of the super-fandoms to assure them everything was under control and that the injured Emperor was making a recovery with him directly investigating as soon as he is able to. Unknown to the coalition leaders that Elder God Demonbane had fallen in the mass cancellation along with so many forces of their various armies. The leaders began to go at each others' throats, blaming one another for not doing anything about Pixel Galaxy sooner. The meeting had become so violent that Abaddon had to summon his nine primarch demon prince minions to get them under control, one of them being a still recovering and demoted Horus. Abaddon sent two marine chapters, one loyalist and one chaos, to the sites that the super fandoms found most important. Belakor refused to offer them the chaos daemons at first, but the demoted Horus and the other primarch Lorgar eventually convinced a compromise that they could be used for battle, but not waste their time during inactive times.
However, the super-fandoms began to have internal turmoil that caused social unrest, only the Toy Tinkerers and Music Maestros were not divided at the time. The Gaming Glory section had the worst luck, for over a year ethical issues arose in the fields of journalism and equality rights, causing a disorganized political mess that slowly brought the region into a civil war in many of the minor communities that ballooned up until major communities took noticed and attempted to exercise their authority to keep the peace and order. The recent cancellation kept the three factions in this conflict on high alert, almost paranoid. The Movie Marauders began to divide over the sake of motion pictures being art or entertainment as the latter formed most of the economic stability and thus began to established many of the rules. This caused very caustic divisive mindsets in many communities, almost to the point of breaking out in civil war as well, only kept united by nice movie critics. The Literary Librarians had a similar issue except instead of art fighting entertainment it fought seedy material, otherwise not much different.
The Tabletop Tenacious found the recent space marine control an insult to their freedom with some assuming their rights were at stake with ideals being dominated while others disagreed proclaiming that security is required and that their culture was fine. The Comicbook Crusaders had unrest due to massive comicbook franchises and companies attempting entire reboots to their legacy after a long history of shortcoming events with their products, causing economic and social distrust amongst each other with most being divided into living in the past or praising the unforeseen future counting chicks before they hatch. The Animation Avengers had economic instability affected by excessive piracy, homogenizing genres, and the lack of proper archiving after sites were lost, causing irreplaceable works of art to be lost forever. Finally the Television Tribe had social conflicts with those that preferred their TV shows from the real world versus those with the ever expanding cyberspace channels, some preferring physical television versus digital. While not as bad as other conflicts, hostility was nonetheless present.
By the sixth week after the cancellation, the space marine war bands were placed in twos throughout the super-fandoms. Without exception all of the terminators, dreadnaughts, and titans were placed on the worlds guarding the celestial stones while all other units were scattered onto various sites. The Ultramarines and Word Bearers were kept at the Gaming Glory, the Imperial Fists and Iron Warriors at the Tabletop Tenacious, the Blood Angels and Black Legion at the Movie Marauders, the Salamanders and Night Lords at the Television Tribe, the Space Wolves and Thousand Sons at the Literary Librarians, the White Scars and World Eaters at the Music Maestros, the Dark Angels and Death Guards at the Comicbook Crusaders, the Iron Hands and Emperor's Children at the Animation Avengers, and the Raven Guards and Alpha Legion at the Toy Tinkerers. Every pair of legions were looked after by a demon prince primarch that only took orders directly from Abaddon and Belkor.
===Chapter 5===
A month had passed since the space marine war bands were set up in the super-fandoms. During this time the forces of Pixel Galaxy had finally reached what they believed was the necessary time to begin their war. A final deliberation before the strike would begin.
*Heta: Master, I am ready to execute a second mass cancellation aimed exclusively for the Imperium along with many new core stats that will aid my miscellaneous forces. Shortly after the cancellation I can have my space forces attack the Warhammer fandom as a diversion.
*Malal: Most excellent. Now that my dead space marines have been successfully replaced you can begin your selection of five among the bottom fifty for your side project.
With but a flick of the switch, The Architect had successfully executed another mass cancellation aiming at many vehicles and troops of all shapes and sizes with the Chaos forces unharmed. This cancellation across was felt across cyberspace, the super-fandoms and Warhammer fandom quickly noticing many units missing within their lower ranks. Panic quickly ensued, the massive Warhammer fleet was soon met with an enemy fleet appearing out of several massive wormholes. Lasers, beams, missiles, torpedoes, and bombs of all sorts were fired on all sides, the defending side having unification in their ranks while Pixel Galaxy's forces were scattered and easy to pick off. Super weapons began to make their appearance, aiming and successfully destroying the biggest targets first. The Architect observed this from various reconnaissance systems placed on his space brigade while selecting the lucky five chaos space marines of the Sons of Malice war band for his sickening experiment. The both sides began to take massive casualties, but Heta was amused that his own forces were lasting and were as successful as he predicted; it did not matter to him as core stats can completely recreate its recorded entities in a matter of six hours after they are beaten. The battle had lasted for over four hours before forces of Pixel Galaxy had barely won. The remaining forces were dissipated via their computerized core stats so they could be reformed in less time then their "fallen" allies. News of this attack had been spread across the reaches of cyberspace with what few surviving space marines, both imperial and chaos, survived the intense battle.
*Heta: The enemy fleet has been terminated! Master, it is almost time to send in the Kaiju Armada! However, I would like to test the Kaiju Code to see how it would work on the Omega Beast.
*Malal: Are you absolutely sure about this Heta? You are aware that an incomplete version of the code would be too erratic to control.
*Heta: Every time I make additions to the code via information in the core stat databank network it seems like we can only reach half of the remaining percent. What should be full is only half, what should be a half is a quarter, what should be a quarter is an eighth, and so on. Even the latest additions only pushed it so far, something is holding it back.
*Malal: Very well, but be cautious and as soon as you get results you will unfreeze my forces and begin the invasion, the delays have gone on long enough!
*Heta: As you wish.
Within moments the hulking stillborn mass of power was hooked up to various wires and circuitry around its body. Heta uses his ring of darkness to replicate the code based on all the data he collected and amalgamated and placed it into the body. At first nothing had occurred, but it was not long before the computer systems attached to Omega Beast began to burst off of it. Heta quickly removed the incomplete energized code and dissipated the copy. However, according to the calculations of his mainframe, he discovered that the code did not require to be at one hundred percent, rather he had collected so much of it that it could be brought into the realm of control with more data gathering than what he already collected.
*Heta: Master!
*Malal: I read it too, start again later begin already!
At the surface of Pixel Galaxy all of the selected chaos space marines and their chaos daemon allies were thawed out from their hibernation. Nine portals were opened with one thousand one hundred thirty four marines going into each one followed by four hundred demons assisting each garrison. Using the power of his ring, The Architect activated every core stat in Pixel Galaxy's arsenal, whatever could not be transported to the super-fandom sites were left behind for defenses with the exception of some powerhouses on the off chance invaders would strike. The Kaiju Armada itself would lead a coordinated assault on the capital sites that held the celestial stones.
At the site of Sunstone Games, the staff including Simon had learned about the destructive space battle that occurred. This shocked the site's small population and it was obvious to everyone it was the doing of The Architect. Immediately after, the super-fandoms contacted the site about the invasion. Simon ordered his Code Dai-Tenku initiative to the staff. Upon doing this all of the stats made for Colossal Kaiju Combat, both video games and trading cards, were activated and manifested their kaiju army. From under the outskirts of town seven colossal ships arose sporting much fire power. Coming into the command center was a nine foot golden robot with a hammer by the name of Hoto Kingdom Robo with Simon stating "Everyone, it is time to take the battle to the enemy."
===Chapter 6===
Hoto Kingdom Robo was constructed mostly of golden armor, piercing red eyes similar to that of a ruby, a rectangular pylon for the forehead that housed a green diamond that took up most of the pylon's space, a skinny silver torso, a large black triangular blade on each shoulder, purple fingers, rectangular feet with long blue blades erecting from each frontal section of the joint that connected the foot and leg, an inverted blue triangle on the upper torso, and thick mallet hammer with a compacted head. Simon began to introduce the robot to the others.
*Strange: Ladies and gentlemen, Hoto Kingdom Robo! A fan-made creation constructed as a humanoid non-kaiju sized body guard that has his core stat constructed within his torso, meaning only he and he alone has access to his personal data. This will allow us to fight The Architect's forces in regular human-sized combat. Taking quick questions.
*JKorra: You made this bot in your spare time with the taxpayers' money without letting anyone know about this?
*Simon Strange: I funded the entire construction myself which was surprisingly simple.
*SpottedAlien: What does he do?
*Simon Strange: Eye rays, forehead beams, bladed pushes and kicks, and his hammer can return to him if thrown.
*HiddenElephant: What is with the name?
*Simon Strange: To recreate a feel from the late-site of Toho Kingdom without the blemishing stigma of the rebellious individuals coming to mind.
*Draegorn: Why a robot?
*Simon Strange: Maximum intellect was necessary and before anyone says anything he is aligned with silver to prevent magnetic damages.
*Shnurbinator: Whose monster is this?
*Simon Strange: That information is classified.
*Wewewezing: How ready are we to move out?
*Simon Strange: The instant all military personnel are ready to enter the Dai-Tenku ships.
Within the hour every core stat in Sunstone Games's arsenal was stored onto the Dai-Tenkus. The capital ship was exclusive for the fifteen kaiju that had entered the video game series successfully; this ship was dubbed the Orochi. The secondary capital ship had fifty kaiju meant as the original proginators that had only made it to concept art and existed before the mass production in trading cards; this ship was dubbed the Hoshi. The other five were made for kaiju that started out at trading card status; all simply titled Yousei Numbers one through five determined by the sponsorships in which the various kaiju core stats ascended into being official. Simon, Matt, Akamatsu, and Hoto Kingdom Robo found themselves commanding the Orochi. The Dai-Tenkus themselves were unique ships with dimensions comprised of a 1 kilometer height, a 2 kilometer length, and an 800 meter width.
In terms of appearance the basic shape is a giant rectangle on top of a small rectangle. The stern uses four jet engines for flight while the bottom has large tank-like treads for ground movement. The bow is armed with a drill on the uppermost section capable of releasing a freezing gas at the tip, a 24-tube rocket launcher, and two large heat rays within the interior of the hull to make up the upper portion while the lower potion houses a triple-barreled laser turret right above 200 meter height and length squared door that serves as the hanger for the kaiju. This same hanger has a rear exit as well also armed with a triple-barreled laser turret just above it. At the top portion two atomic powered satellites can emit radiation, one bow and one stern side. In the middle is a giant orb that doubles as both the main bride and shield generator with six single-barreled laser turrets at the base. For each side going front to back, the uppermost section is armed with three giant buzz saws followed by a pair of wings, each armed with four double-barreled laser turrets, followed by two electric bolt launchers resembling dishes; meanwhile the bottom portion composing of mostly the hanger and treads has a 20-tube missile pod launcher on both sides.
The seven ships took off from Sunstone Games' as the tiny world's star was setting that early evening with the Orochi leading toward the attacked sites. The civilians looked on at the purple and orange dusky sky as the seven ships lead by their leader would go on to hopefully save the galaxy in a time of need. Once the ships left the exosphere and into orbit, all of them initiated hyper drives which would allow them to make the journey. On his bridge, Simon received an emergency distress call on his monitor.
*Simon Strange: You are speaking to Simon Strange, admiral of the Dai-Tenku fleet from Sunstone Games.
*Belakor: So you're that strange guy Abbadon was talking to previously.
*Simon Strange: Cut the chatter, Belakor, I am aware the forces of Pixel Galaxy are in the process of invading the super-fandom, just give us basic information.
*Belakor: We are in dire need of help at this point, the invasion has only been going on for the past seventy five minutes and we are taking serious loses. Most of the otakus in these individual fandoms simply aren't uniting and many have acted out in defiance.
*Simon Strange: Kids tend to do that.
*Belakor: The situation has gotten so bad that we have the likes of Sigmar, Archaron, Nagash, the lizardmen, and even Abaddon had to go in leading the primarchs into battle leaving just me for communications. Many of the fans have successfully fought back, but 85% of them have easily been taken out by many strange entities or sheer numbers. Add to the fact that the Sons of Malice are leading their own demon army into the capital sites, likely to steal celestial stones, and we have an apocalyptic scenario. This isn't even counting the kaiju that are helping them, most are heading directly for the capital sites as back up while a few have been taking out lesser sites to prevent reinforcements.
*Simon Strange: I can only help with up to seven areas, which ones need our help the least?
*Belakor: The Animation Avengers and Comic Crusaders don't need as much help, but the Music Maestros, Toy Tinkerers, and Tabletop Tenacious are on the closest toward falling.
*Simon Strange: Thank you, we will be sending our own kaiju and military forces to help you all shortly.
*Belakor: Thank you, Mr. Strange.
As soon as the transmission was cut, the main three heads of Sunstone Games found themselves filled with anxiety and worry that many lives were quickly being lost. On the other side, Belakor felt a worry and got a transmission from Abbadon simply stating "Release the Sands." Within seconds Belakor began broadcasting a transmission to a secure line that transmitted toward the depths of cyberspace. On the receiving end the recipient answered. Belakor told the mysterious receiver the same information given to Simon and agreed to help. Upon this happening, ten spandex suits arose from a metallic floor within glass cylinders and ten able-bodied men stepped forward.
===Chapter 7===
Simon had given the orders to the Dai-Tenkus as to where to go: The Orochi would head for the Music Maestros, the Hoshi would head for the Toy Tinkerers, Yousei 1 would head for the Tabletop Tenacious, 2 for the Gaming Glory, 3 for the Movie Marauders, 4 for the Literary Librarians, and 5 for the Television Tribe. Within minutes all seven ships began to unleash their kaiju on the massive invasion forces of their respective areas. The ground force space marines and their vehicles had to ally with the lizardmen and the other surviving entities of the fantasy portion of their army to aid them in handling the non-kaiju threats and to combat the Sons of Malice and their demonic incursions. The Sunstone monsters found themselves at an asymmetrical odd against the kaiju of Pixel Galaxy because while they lacked the number they were larger than most of them and were of considerable power against most of them. However, The Architect's military forces provided decent distractions for the weaker monsters of Sunstone, allowing them to be hit with barrages of varying types of enemy fire including flames, bolts, beams, lasers, rays, and projectiles of all shapes and sizes. The planetary defenses of the individual sites did little to stop the massive invasions as Pixel Galaxy's forces waded through them, sacrificing their weaker pawns by hundreds if not thousands per site, often causing some weapons to malfunction from overheating or simply running out of ammunition. The otakus attempted to help, but some of them used this invasion as an excuse to attack their archenemies with conflicts that had seeds sewn in years before this attack. Mass rioting and pillaging occurred simultaneously during the attacks as some sites were entirely ravaged by the wide-scale destruction. The Dai-Tenkus were only able to take out enemy forces away from civilian populations for their artillery would easily level the entire battlefield with their own forces under a minute. The forces of Sunstone sat by and tried to control their kaiju the best they could.
Four hours later, the conflict began to die down as both Sunstone and Pixel Galaxy were on their last monsters, the ground forces were heavily damaged with survivor rates in the single digits among the carnage. Those that were left were making hailmaries at the capital sites where the celestial stones were being kept. The Sons of Malice and the demons of Malal managed to reach all nine capital sites and at their capitol cities, but their numbers heavily varied from having less than a hundred casualties to being reduced to five percent of their invading force. The Architect observed all this while working deep within Pixel Galaxy's core as his master also views what is going on.
*Malal: Heta, you had better do something about this! I lost well over half my worshipers and most of my demons have returned to me in the in-between spaces upon their physical death in battle! I know you won't last long in some of them!
*Heta: I knew this might happen so during the fighting I went to work constructing more core stats.
*Malal: So you intentionally weren't fighting at full power!?
*Heta: I only needed to control the replications that required direct control, plus if we do serious enough damage to them in one invasion they cannot survive a second or third. After all, my armada can always recover perfectly since they originate from core stats.
*Malal: Correct, yours can, but my marines not so much! I need them to handle the celestial stones! My demons will take an extremely long time to return to physical manifestation if I am not free! Whatever you are doing you had better make it quick!
*Heta: It shall be done, master.
Within several minutes Heta used his machinery to create dozens of new core stats to add to his military's might and activated them. This caused another mass cancellation, this time neutralizing all the space marine forces and the vast majority of their vehicles, reducing the army of Azathoth to the chaos demons and lizardmen. Likewise this even included every primarch that did not have the power of a demon prince and it even included Abaddon among those cancelled out. This left a vacant seat at the court of Azathoth, reducing what was a council of six to five and with the inability to empower themselves with the faith of their mortal minions, which had been their source of power, they became incredibly weakened. Belakor could feel this from across cyberspace as did Simon to a lesser degree. The ground forces protecting the sites had noticed this and became horrified as Pixel Galaxy's forces rushed into combat with morale on their side. Since the Movie Marauders, the Television Tribe, and the Toy Tinkerers had no demon prince primarch in their chaos space marine forces their capitol cities were purged with every surviving member of Malal's forces able to barge into the buildings that had stored the celestial stones. Each one of the stones was two meters tall, weighed eight tons, levitated, and appeared as a dyson sphere with its hexagonal shapes moving in lines like a rubrix cube. The forces of Malal began to chant a vile spell, allowing their master to create tiny warp storms around them with the stones being in the center. These warp storms allowed Malal to transport his minions and their celestial stones back to the core of Pixel Galaxy. This repeated with the Music Maestros and Literary Librarians an hour later due to them having the heaviest losses of the others. The same nearly happened to the Tabletop Tenacious had Belakor not stepped in at the last minute to exterminate the remaining enemies. The Animation Avengers and Comicbook Crusaders successfully took out the remaining forces with the least amount of casualties of their sibling super-fandoms. The Gaming Glory remained still in a state of fighting, making it the longest running battle of the war.
Simon had commanded the entire Dai-Tenku fleet to aid the super-fandom before it was too late, all of them taking what few kaiju remained in their arsenals to unleash them on the remaining forces of Pixel Galaxy and Malal. The Architect observed this and had what little remained of his reserve forces on the sites that were conquered and used dimensional portals to transport them to the capitol city on the capital site faster. This allowed a surprise attack which destroyed many of the surrounding defense forces without enough time to react. In turn the Sons of Malice and their demons were able to enter the capitol building and broke into the room with the celestial stone. The chants had begun and by the Dai-Tenku fleet arrived it was too late as the small warp storm had taken the forces of Malal back to Pixel Galaxy, granting The Architect two thirds of his victory. Within minutes the expendable Pixel Galaxy forces were finally purged from the super-fandoms, ending the invasion while the new owners of the stolen stones upheld their new war trophies at the core of Pixel Galaxy.
*Heta: Master, I have secured two thirds of the celestial stones at long last! The last third will be recovered once my forces have recovered from the war!
*Malal: Less than two thousand of my eleven thousand one hundred eleven chaos space marines survived! You were careless!
*Heta: You had to have known there would be very high casualties on both sides and you were rushing me to execute this massive conflict. In fact, had I not resort to the last mass cancellation it would have been unlikely we would have gotten half as much as we did.
*Malal: One thousand six hundred sixty four! Not counting those five you intend to experiment with that is all I have left! Do you have any idea how hard it is to find combat worthy worshipers!?
*Heta: I am, I did the best I could.
*Malal: True and I should commend you for your efforts, having six is still better than zero.
Heta used the ring of darkness to form dark energy beams to pick up the stones and had them come into physical contact with one another. Upon this occurring they formed a long rod shape revealing to be a staff. However, it had more of a bony structure to it rather than one of wood or metal, giving a grim appearance. Heta thrusted the staff onto the portal of the in-between spaces, causing them to rupture and allowing Malal to finally pull himself into cyberspace.
*Heta: Master?
*Malal: Thank you, Heta. After three decades you have finally released me from my cursed imprisonment.... For the moment.
*Heta: What?
*Malal: The celestial stones are really divided pieces of my weapon: The Archaic Dreadaxe. The blade portion will not form until the rest of the pieces successfully merge together. While I appear to be free I can only maintain manifestation for short periods of time before returning to the in-between spaces until I recover my full power and the ritual of the doomed ones is completed.
*Heta: I understand, how long will you last per manifestation?
*Malal: I only require one minute for what I always wanted to do.
Malal teleported himself straight to the court of Azathoth, surprising the five entities currently weakened before him. With a sinister grin and demonic laughter the three-eyed hairy dragon used his bony weapon to strike the five of them at once. Each chaos god tried to return blows, but Malal was able to dodge them and retaliate with a blow to each of their heads while the Emperor was forced to use defensive measures. This did not help much as Malal was able to strike him to the point of causing him to decease back into the realm of official fiction. The minor Warhammer gods such as Mork, Gork, the Ctan, and Eldar gods tried to counterattack, but Malal's weapon returned them to the realm as well. This was followed by the likes of Sigmar, Archaron, and Nagash entering the court, weakened from the invasion forces. Malal smirked and struck Arachon and Nagash with enough force to banish them as well while Sigmar barely held his own before his warhammer, the Ghal-Maraz, was taken by the exiled one. Before the other chaos gods could attack him he teleported from the court with a demonic laughter following that sent a dreadful chill into their minds. At Pixel Galaxy's core Malal returned with the iconic warhammer as a trophy and with it the energies of the chaos gods and Emperor within the court of Azathoth and told Heta to make use of them before he was forced to return to the in-between spaces, leaving the bony staff behind. Heta used the energy of the ring of darkness to separate these energies from one another and believed they could be of use to him for the five Sons of Malice marines he had selected for experimentation. Malal whispered "we attack again in three months" before becoming silent.
===Chapter 8===
The morning after the attack had sprung, many of the ruins of the remaining fallen websites were still smoldering and smoking, people of all backgrounds panicking and barely able to remain alive after suffering mortal injuries, resources became scarce, and help had only just shown up with barely enough to support the survivors. The leaders of Azathoth's army boarded the Orochi with Simon, RGA, Matt, and Hoto Kingdom Robo discussing on the bridge of the starship.
*Belakor: Six of the nine celestial stones are now GONE! All this because of that massive invasion! How was this even possible?
*Matt: We lost track of Pixel Galaxy's forces a while ago, even we have no idea what happened to them. Why would he be after these stones?
*Sigmar: Officially? Nothing. Unofficially? They form Malal's ancient ax which is part of his own power. If it is fully restored he can outright escape his imprisonment within the in-between spaces. The weapon also stores so much information a single fandom cannot contain it not even within specialized wikia sites designed for terabytes of information.
*RGA: What is worse is that we can't even FIND The Architect or the home site of these invaders. Not to mention if they were able to cancel out so much of Azathoth's army, that means they have core stats of what was cancelled and they will likely use them next time.
*Simon: Is there any place that has not been looked?
Just as Simon finished his sentence a bright light appeared on the bridge of the ship, surprising everybody aboard. The light manifested into what appeared to be an elderly man with a trident.
*Belakor: Oh dear....
*Sigmar: As if things did not become serious already, now Nodens is joining in.
*RGA: May I ask who this is?
*Nodens: I am Nodens, one of the most loyal minions of Azathoth and among the many pure Lovecraftians that even The Architech could not cancel out. I am here to inform you all that even Azathoth himself has taken the recent invasion very seriously.
*Matt: He takes notice of these things?
*Nodens: He looks at cyberspace in ways you can only imagine. The reason you cannot locate Pixel Galaxy, the home site of the invaders that Malal is manipulating through the shadows against the will of The Architect, is because it is behind the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency.
*Matt: Wait, you can't mean the same one made by James Cameron, do you?
*Nodens: I do. The warp storm Malal spawned over Sunstone Games allowed the site to teleport being the spherical barrier where it can remain protected and undetectable with the exception of Azathoth himself.
*Simon: How come only now is this such a priority that Azathoth sends a pure Lovecraftian?
*Nodens: At first there was concerned when his body guards were cancelled out, but due to the sheer power of the court he did not take it that seriously until his own armies were slowly being cancelled out. However, more than anything else, The Architect is attempting to crack the kaiju code and he is far closer to completing it than anyone has been able to properly assemble since the dawn of cyberspace for it will reveal Azathoth's weakness to which Malal can and will exploit. Most attempts were done by the Sons of Malice with a few unaware intellectuals stumbling onto pieces of it; never has even sixth of the information he possesses has been this assembled, let alone beyond ninety-nine percent.
*RGA: How close is he to completing it?
*Nodens: At the rate this is going? Thirty months at most. In addition to this The Architect has amassed an armada so gigantic even Azathoth is concerned about its size, it is so big that no single fandom can properly control it or hold it off. It has gotten to the point that Azathoth himself is attempting to replicate official fictional entities individually to stave off the next wave and as Belakor did earlier, call in the Sands of Time.
*Matt: The Sands of Time?
*Hoto Kingdom Robo: Ah yes, the Sands of Time, elitist trained otaku that possess specialized weapons and combat prowess that can take down nearly any fictional entity with little effort.
*Nodens: You would know that, wouldn't you, Number 11?
*RGA: Number 11?
*Matt: Simon, what is he talking about?
*Simon: I will explain later, right now we need to help the civilians and calculate our next strategy.
Everyone decided to take Simon's advise and help the survivors of the invasion anyway they could. Two weeks had passed since the discussion, all leaders too busy with the concerns of the people and detailing the amount of carnage before they were to assemble once again. Once together they were about to begin their discussion on how to take the fight to Pixel Galaxy. During this time The Architect was hard at work in the core of his website, constructing new core stats as all those he have used in the invasion, as well as all those used in his cancellations, have finally cooled down to the point where they can be used proper. A row of fresh core stats were ready for activation to add to his massive lexicon, he switched the lever on to make the action official. This activation released yet another shockwave, much smaller than the previous ones before it, but nonetheless heralded an impending doom. This cancellation was aimed for the chaos demons themselves, cancelling many of them out and back into the realm of official fiction, Belakor sadly being among them in front of the eyes of the leaders. This left them in shock and horror, knowing that every second ticking on the clock was favoring their enemy. After a minute, the leaders began to discuss their course of action.
===Chapter 9===
*Nodens: As you all know we cannot just pass through the barrier, James Cameron himself created it to protect the fandom of Avatar after it became the highest grossing movie in the real world.
*Simon: The money barrier so powerful that even notoriously successful raiders have perished trying to penetrate it, meaning we can only use the sole way in or out; Malal's warpstorm only accomplished what it did because of his occupation in the in-between spaces.
*Sigmar: Correct: James Cameron's replica of the Titanic which allows many refugees and immigrants to travel there. It is composed of the same material as the Great Barrier of Infinity Currency.
*Matt: If everyone took some core stats and snuck onto the ship as it makes its yearly routes in cyberspace we can launch a surprise attack.
*RGA: We need our starships! Keep in mind, Pixel Galaxy is loaded with security! We will need everyone we can possibly muster.
*Nodens: Leave it to me, have all seven of your Dai-Tenku ships ready in twelve hours, I will have all you need after my master informs me.
*Simon: Looks like we're boarding the Titanic....
Time had passed and the four representatives of Sunstone met with Nodens and Sigmar along with other pure Lovecraftians such as Abhoth, Hypnos, Shub-Niggurath, Tulzscha, Hastur, Bokrug, Yig, and Ghatanothoa. Among them were ten elite humans in color coded armor with each having their own primary colors; the colors for each consisted of red, blue, black, yellow, pink, green, orange, purple, brown, and gray. All ten uniforms featured a single black visor on the helmet, a black belt, and on their left hips a black holster that contained a submachine gun capable of turning into a saber.
*Nodens: Mister Strange I present to you the Sands of Time, ten ultra-elitist fans selected by the court and approved by Azathoth himself to serve as the primary back up plan in case his military and body guards all failed him. Trained since birth, they are heroism incarnate, going through the tiniest cracks of any villainy, and keep with the flow of time. Their armor is limited only by their confidence, making them virtually invulnerable. Let these ten accompany you and your crew into the Avatar fandom to destroy Pixel Galaxy for good.
*Simon: Don't tell me this is ALL Azathoth plans to use.... Is it?
*Yig: Heavens no! Azathoth has replicated ancient legends he knows The Architect won't be able to cancel out.
*Ghatanothoa: We pure Lovecraftians will be leading replicas of various fictional entities Azathoth constructed himself from various works of obscure fiction including Syfy original movies, Asylum mockbusters, dollar store fantasy and sci-fi books, out of date miniatures, independent productions, and the like.
*Simon: Doesn't it usually take a long time for Azathoth to accomplish a task like that?
*Shub-Niggurath: If we're talking about armies in the billions then yes, however these will barely crack in the millions, we will be ready in the next month or so.
*Simon: And what of the chaos gods?
*Hypnos: That last cancellation took out chaos demons directly tied to them. Khorne became cancelled out, Tzeetch is barely able to do much like the Emperor, and Nurgle is barely half the power of his previous self.
*Nodens: Slaanesh was unaffected as his chaos demons had no video game adaptions, therefore The Architect could make no core stats, thus they can still fight. If Malal attacks the court directly again he will be the only one that could survive a direct blow with his ax the way it is. With another celestial acquired though? Unlikely.
Simon, RGA, Matt, Hoto Kingdom Robo, the Sands, and a crew of over six dozen Sunstone members watched as Nodens used the power of the Necronomicon to contain the Dai-Tenkus into small glass bottles that would return to normal size upon either breaking or the mystical corks being removed. This would allow them to smuggle their small fleet aboard the replica Titanic. The party of eighty six would board the ship a week later, all expenses paid by Nodens, and smuggled their weapons and items aboard thanks to smuggling techniques. For the schedule of the Titanic, Simon informed the others that the yearly voyages consisted of a train-like path that made frequent stops from New Year's Day to Halloween, after which it will head straight for the Avatar fandom throughout the month of November until on Thanksgiving it passes through the barrier and lands on the main site of the fandom on Cyber Monday. From then to Christmas Eve the ship is given maintenance before leaving on Christmas Day and exiting New Year's Eve to repeat the cycle. This gives everyone only one month to take out Pixel Galaxy or they are stuck behind the barrier for a full year. The Titanic is also noted for having frequent pirate and terror raids, most of which are unsuccessful, but once in a while a major fandom or other group, usually rival movie studios, will directly or indirectly plan or finance a raid that ends up being successful, usually with some record-breaking recent movie used as a flagship theme or motif. Due to this security has been lenient on passengers having basic self defense weaponry as long as they had no outstanding warrants or convicted violence-based crime records.
===Chapter 10===
Thanksgiving arrived, the crew sent out to fight Pixel Galaxy was nearing the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency. Just before they made it through the barrier the Titanic was attacked by metallic pods that stuck to the hull. Out of these were none other than cyber pirates, specifically savage extremists that were fans of the Universal movie franchises. Of all the attackers from cyberpsace these were the most frequent as they came the closest to toppling the studio Fox who owned Avatar and Titanic by James Cameron, especially since the previous champions were E.T. and Jurassic Park. The pirates attacked, armed with swords, guns, and one of their crew members being an animatronic carnviorous dinosaur known as the Indominus Rex. Before long the Sands of Time jumped into action, all ten of them using their superior martial arts techniques to face the pirates and disarm them with little effort. For weapons the Sands of Time were armed with large pistols that fired bullets, lasers, flames, grenades, micro-missiles, and electricity as well as transformed into kilaj type swords. Before long their final opponent was the mecha Indominus Rex, the ten divided into two teams of five and each aimed for the eyes. Once the beast was quickly blinded they armed for the ankle joints to prevent further movement followed by the neck which resulted in decapitation from the combined assault. The pilots inside were stunned and rounded up with the pirate crew. Security thanked the Sands of Time as the ship was heading passed the money barrier.
The resistance forced looked onward as they saw the vast yet magnificent space, almost undescribable and filled with fractals and waves colors in various shapes and sizes. There were two exceptions: The tiny lush world of Pandora and the colossal mechanical celestial body of Pixel Galaxy which lay behind it. Simon gave the order to have the Dai-Tenkus released as the entire resistance force including the Sands leapt from the ship and opened the bottles, materializing the seven giant ships. The Orochi, the Hoshi, and the five Youseis made their way toward Pixel Galaxy with the Orochi supporting the Sands on the top of its bridge. The Architect appeared to them in the form of a hologram.
*Heta: Well if it is not the pitiful resistance force of Azathoth.
*Simon: You will not win this time, Heta!
*Heta: I disagree as does my master. As we speaking I have found the final gaps in the Kaiju Code and before this year is out the completion will be at hand. For now I am going to attempt a little experiment with the current size of this armada.
*Matt: An experiment of what?
*Heta: Can my entire armada fight three worn super-fandoms and seven kaiju-storing space ships invading at the same time?
*RGA: He wouldn't dare, would he?
*Heta: As a bonus, I have an extra something special to harass the status quo: My own fan monster.
*Simon: If cyberspace was not at stake I'd question your grammar.
Emerging from the depths of the fractal space were five Sons of Malice chaos space marines, these five usually had a distinct theme. One was a regular tactical marine while the other four represented a sorcerer, a plague marine, a noise marine, and a berzerker; each one supposedly representing a chaos god. The five of them held their weapons in hand as they rode a giant platform toward the Orochi close enough for the Sands of Time to leap in and fight them. During this The Architect used his ring of darkness to open portals to the tarnished super-fandoms, ready to retrieve the remaining celestial stones. This time, however, the armada was much larger in size and contained the entities he had cancelled out previously with most of the remaining followers of Malal safely secured far into the center of their titanic formations so they may retrieve the objects of power.
The Dai-Tenkus fired on the defending forces, most of them being basic military powers, but some of them kaiju being deployed on Pixel Galaxy's metallic surface. The Dai-Tenkus unleashed their own kaiju on the massive forces, most of them attacking on the ground while a few helped the ships in the air. A circular port was discovered on the planet's surface that had a 6 kilometer circumference, analyzers indicating this lead all the way to the planet core.
*RGA: If we go into that port we might be able to face The Architect directly.
*Matt: Perhaps a big weakness like this is why it has so many defenses and tries to remain stealthy.
*Simon: Or it could be a trap.
On the other side of the invasion, Nodens leads his army of various entities with Sigmar and a new army of knights called the Stormcaster Eternals to assist him in combat. What few otakus remained to fight with the fictional entities summoned by Azathoth looked to a dark sky in three separate places, all of them met with a gigantic swarm of replicated entities with an autonomous goal in mind. Charges were lead, porjectiles were fired, magic was used, traps were activated, entities of all shapes and sizes stormed the three super-fandom capitals and went after the capitol buildings in onslaughts of intensity. Since the armada was stronger than before and had the cancelled out forces that once championed their enemies, the followers of Azathoth's law found themselves overwhelmed in a matter of minutes with their allied sites being of little help as they were swarmed and destroyed in much faster rates for they were of no value to The Architect beyond mere data collection. Entire cities were set aflame and devastated with countrysides obliterated with sheer wanton destruction. The forces of Azathoth lost over half their numbers in all three super-fandoms within the first half hour and hope seemed bleak.
Malal manifested himself on the battlefield to fight Sigmar and Nodens one on one armed with only his Archaic Dreadaxe. The two charged forward, sword and trident in hand, but neither was enough to stave off the monster of madness. His sheer strength overpowered them and with a few mighty blows managed to send Sigmar back to the realm of official fiction, and by extension his stolen warhammer as well, focusing his sights on Nodens. The two dueled, giving all they had, but Nodens could barely hold his own against the monstrosity. As Malal was starting to phase back into the in-between spaces he managed to severally cripple Nodens with his hellish weapon before finally dissipating. Nodens had no choice to retreat afterward as even he could not face such an armada in his condition. He teleported to the court of Azathoth where the other Lovecraftians and Slaanesh looked in silence and horror at what is happening to their forces. It was decided that they had to do something drastic and thus they began to form an incantation. This reduced what remained of Nurgle and Tzeentch into psyonic magical energy. The fallen chaos god, Khorne, was arisen from the realm of official fiction along with the entity Archaon and his bestial steed, Dhorgar. Archaon was now the final hope of Azathoth's forces as the black knight of chaos was granted the powers of the three ruinous powers with Slaanesh guiding him into battle. This knight was even bestowed exposure to the power of Azathoth himself, making him among the most powerful entities in the history of fiction. However, the power of the incantation drained the power of the Lovecraftians and caused them to return to the realm of official fiction in the place of their arisen hope.
An hour passed since the beginning of the second invasion. Things began to become more grim over time as the the Tabletop Tenacious, the Animated Avengers, and the Comicbook Crusaders were soon hit hard by the demons of Malal whose sole objective was to escort the Sons of Malice as the Pixel Galaxy forces continued to decimate the surrounding enemy forces. In the carnage the attack forces were reduced to a mere one percent they started out from. The Sons of Malice, over six hundred strong in each designated location, stormed the capitol buildings simultaneously with brute force. Many of them were killed by extremely powerful weapons and defenses surrounding these buildings, but they continued to press onward. The first celestial stone to be reached was at the Animation Avengers, like before chants of the same vile spell as before formed a warp storm, carrying off the Sons of Malice and the celestial stone with them. The Tabletop Tenacious fell soon after, while they succeeded in reducing the Sons of Malice to a tenth of their forces, they were still able to reach the celestial stone and summoned a warp storm that returned them to Pixel Galaxy. The armada used its teleporting entities to send what remaining demons of Malal were left to the Comicbook Crusaders to assist the Sons of Malice assaulting its capital, all within the course of minutes. Unlike the other two super-fandoms, this one was able to terminate all of Malal's demons sent there prior with the remaining chaos space marines on their last legs. However, with the amount of slaughter and carnage still remaining the scales could tip in either side's favor.
===Chapter 11===
All of Malal's demons swarmed on the overwhelmed members of the super-fandom as well as Pixel Galaxy's colossal armada of kaiju and other entities. One by one minor sites fell every minute, millions of civilians perishing from the onslaught including many that tried fighting back to no avail. Every Son of Malice chaos space marine that survived their incursion in stealing a celestial stone was teleported to assist their bretheren at the Comicbook Crusaders. The capitol city's main site was facing devastation as each minute passed, entire garrisons falling like flies in swaths as the enemy barely seemed phased. Archaon arrived from the heavens with his steed, Dhorgar, in an attempted to eliminate the Pixel Galaxy forces and managed to terminated them in the hundreds with each stroke of his broadsword of pure chaos warp energy. His armor managed to deflect every long ranged attack the armada could throw at him when minutes later Malal manifested himself onto the battlefield and challenged Archaon to a duel to the death. To ensue the fight, Malal used his ax to strike down Dhorgar, making Archaon steed-less and fighting the exiled chaos god one on one.
At the site of Pixel Galaxy the Dai-Tenkus blast their way to the metallic planet's core, destroying many lesser enemies along the way having their hundreds of kaiju take out the bigger threats, but not without dozens of casualties. With half an hour of perseverance the seven ships successfully crashlanded with the members of Sunstone all intact to confront Heta who was still researching the Kaiju Code. During this the Sands of Time fought the five enhanced marines, two against one with the one holding its own against the two. These enhanced tactical marines proved to be a formidable match against the elites of Azathoth. Guns fired, swords swung, melee moves exchanged, armors cracked, tactics exchanged, and over time the Sands were being widdled down. After ten minutes of non-stop fighting, the enhanced marines called upon a surprise spell, combining and transforming them into a kaiju in the image of a Sons of Malice marine named Filius de Malatia [Note: Latin for Son of Malice]. The one hundred ten meter tall monster, with but a single stare, destroyed the Sands of Time with a single shot of his eye lasers.
*The Architect: It seems as though my experiment was a success.
*Simon Strange: Enough of this! Heta, I know you are being possessed! In order to stop this I am going to call upon your foe.
*The Architect: No need, his core stat just manifested him. Hello, old friend.
*Digamma: I will return you to the order you belong to.
The four-eyed ghost composed of jade fossilized bones named Digamma and the silver authoritative figure Heta began their fight, both of the same origin and creator. Simon told Hoto Kingdom Robo to shutdown the site's terminal to deactivate the entire invasion force as the two giants fought. Heta used his ring to form black energy constructs and beams while Digamma easily dodged and resisted. Within minutes of the battle, the robot of gold pressed every button, turned every knob, and pulled every lever to halt the invasion force's progress, but nothing worked. Heta became slowly distraught and summoned the Magnavox Light Gun, pointing it at Hoto Kingdom Robo, the weapon so powerful it brought Azathoth's main forces to its knees as it could erase anything in cyberspace back to where it came from. Digamma prevented the firearm from going off repeatedly. Eventually, Digamma was able to wrestle the ring of darkness off the finger of Heta, disconnecting his connection with his now former master. The silver giant fell to the ground with the Sunstone members sighing relief until the terminal gave a grim message.
KAIJU CODE COMPLETE
NOW COMMENCING UPLOAD COPY INTO OMEGA BEAST
The colossal brown body lay dormant under the feet of the transparent floor everyone was standing on, connected to the wires of the terminal. Hoto Kingdom Robo attempted to smash the console with his hammer, head beams, and acidic eye spray, but it was of little use. Simon saw the giant hammer Malal took from Sigmar earlier and threw it at the console with tremendous force. While the machinery was smashed, it quickly regenerated due to the amalgamation of foreign technologies it assimilated over the years. Even Digamma's arsenal was unleashed, barely doing much aside from slowing down the transfer. The machine even noticed this and made back up copies of the completed code into the collection of core stats sealed within the Bloodstone Star the site surrounds itself in. The heroes were horrified by this as every ten seconds a percentage of the code was successfully transmitted into the Omega Beast.
Meanwhile, Malal felt this activation from across cyberspace and gave a demonic smirk. Archaon put up a fight and easily held his own against the draconic beast, but the duel was able to distract him long enough for the last of Pixel Galaxy's forces and the demons of Malal to stop the onslaught of the otakus and their forces that tried desperately to fight back. Most of remained now were Sons of Malice marines, four hundred fifty of them to be exact, all of which were carrying a wide variety of weapons. The capitol building was swarmed and destroyed from the ground level. Many traps and stranglers remained, but the chaos space marines had too few casualties to be so much as slowed down before they reached the final celestial stone. Archaon saw was was going on and became briefly distracted long enough for Malal to impale his left hand through the black knight's neck and turning his fingers into harpoons to stabilize him where he wants. The marines chanted upon the celestial stone being exposed and used a warp storm to send them back to Pixel Galaxy. Malal proceeded to finish his duel with the last hope of Azathoth's court and impaled Archaon in the torso with his ax before teleporting away himself as his opponent returned to the realm of official fiction.
At Pixel Galaxy's core, the forces of Malal return to see the Sunstone members in horror and dread as the chaos god finds out his new body will be ready soon with the upload being half complete. Digamma attacked, but Malal summoned Filius de Malatia to deal with him, proud of Heta's personal creation that succeeded in destroy the Sands of Time. He looked on as more kaiju were coming toward the core, specifically the ones that survived the encounters with the Pixel Galaxy defenses. Malal saw the last celestial stone and had it fused with his ax, making his weapon complete and his exile finally terminated, all in a huge flash of bright light. Now completed, the Archaic Dread Ax was thrown at the horde of kaiju above, destroying every single one of them on contact, and returning to Malal. Digamma was thoroughly beaten down by Filius de Malatia, so much so that he eventually dissipated to reform into his core stat as well. The Sons of Malice kaiju proceeded to destroy the Dai-Tenkus with his eye lasers, making the weapons and escape possibilities terminated in fiery explosions. After that, Malal called for his Doomed Ones, eleven exceptionally powerful Sons of Malice terminator marines that were frozen and isolated from the invasion forces. The four hundred forty four survivors of the attacks gazed and chanted as each Doomed One was unfrozen and each used a colossal sword to impale themselves in the heart.
Malal was pleased at the self destructive sacrifice for this ceremony would allow him to possess the hollow body for him. The upload was complete once the blood of all the Doomed Ones finished every necessary drop entering the corpse. The chants continued as the wires disconnected from the terminal, Malal possessed his new body constructed just for him, one rich in powers and information an entire galaxy's population would die for. The titanic behemoth stood over four hundred meters tall and emitted a demonic howl that shook the entire site. The brown beast covered in dreadlocks looked at the Sunstone members, knowing how hopeless it was now, as he left them to wallow in their defeat before turning his attention to his followers.
"My followers,I thank all of you for your undying patience and loyalty! Without this, the injustice Azathoth did to me would never be vindicated. Let us not forget the sacrificed of our brethren nor The Architect who lies unconscious after his attempts to slay these intruders. I will spare them only so that they be the reminders and recorders of that which transpired here today. I have found, and become, that which will overthrow the metaversal atrocity! Filius de Malatia, I now place you in command of the Sons of Malice in my place as I ascend to Azathoth's throne of fiction! The rest of you will be granted the knowledge of the complete Kaiju Code! Hunt down and destroy everyone that opposes me after I reign supreme! As for Pixel Galaxy I will return it to the realm of fanfiction after I copy its information into my personal archive! Rest easy, Heta."
Malal teleports away, the remaining Sons of Malice give a wave of their weapons in the air to signify their victory as the Sunstone members and their core stats are teleported back to their home site. Heta is sent back to which he came from with the entire site and all of its forces going with him. Malal copied all of the information to form his own archival site using magic and while it was similar looking, it did not have the extravagant military defenses Pixel Galaxy did. The remaining Sons of Malice used it as a head quarters before their master teleported off to fight with Azathoth once and for all.
The realm of cyberspace was watching, the ruler of all of fiction fights the chaos god no longer in exile. Both of them use concepts and metaphysical powers on one another with neither gaining an upper hand at first. Malal used his Archaic Dread Ax while Azathoth used his tentacles and jaws to get into close combat. Blow after blow after blow after blow was exchanged, some of which even occurred seconds into the future and defied many other laws of physics and nature. The cataclysm caused entire sections of cyberspace to rupture and break apart into raw anarchy and panic. The fight finally met its end when Malal used the body of Omega Beast of fuse Azathoth with himself. The two opposing entities became one, due to Azathoth's simplistic mind he was unable to fight back and quickly seceded from the mental break down, forcing him to fall into the realm of official fiction. However, in doing so he managed to bring Malal and the Omega Beast down with him into the realm of fanfiction. All of cyberspace both cheered and rejoiced while also uncertain and fearful as to what would happen next as they knew the Sons of Malice would attempt to revive their master once more. The Sons of Malice saw the entire thing using the powers of the Warp and found it to be a hollow victory. Filius de Malatia knew that they could bring their master back if they brought Heta back first before Sunstone could make a core stat of him.
New Year's Day came and went, the entire legion of four hundred forty four entered the Titanic which left the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency as Filius de Malatia guarded the archival imitation site. As the Titanic made its way through cyberspace the chaos space marines left at various sites and searched for ways to bring their master back. However, these were not the same pushovers as before, rather these were hardened veterans that were bestowed knowledge most otakus could barely comprehend. One of the tactical marines found himself in a conflict in a bar near the site of Deviant Art, with little effort he managed to take down some angry xenophobes. A few other innocent people were also taken out rather easily and this marine took some spoils of war. One of these civilians had something that he came across by sheer luck. It was a the hilt of what appeared to be a yellow lightsaber, but upon further inspection it was the variable saber rifle constructed by Heta during his war against the tokusatsu fandom.
==Rise of Chaos Half==
===Chapter 12===
Ten months had passed since the fall of Malal and Azathoth. Beginning at the dawn of the new year it was clear that every fictional entity brought up from the lower realms were sent back to their domains, unable to interact with cyberspace and its users without exception. Azathoth's entire court and throne was vacant, making it up for grabs. Most cyberspace users kept the throne on close watch and heavily guarded until they could devise a plan to revive Azathoth to his former glory while a few attempted to take the throne for themselves only to be executed on the spot. Only one in four of the remaining loyalist warriors and troops could guard this throne, the rest scrambled to help their suffering and injured civilians and destroyed boundaries and property. Death for the users was easily in the hundreds of millions across cyberspace, some dying in the aftermath which reached over a billion. Fandoms fell, sites divided and died, communities in shambles, chaos reigned supreme everywhere outside of the remains of the super-fandoms that kept Azathoth's throne secured. The only things to come out unscathed were their information centers, all else suffered some form of damage.
The Sons of Malice were able to spread throughout the many regions of cyberspace, many seeds of anarchy and war originated with them either from the shadows of in open battle. Regular civilians attempted to counterattack the murderous marines, but none were successful as they were always easily overpowered. Upon four months into the year, the corporations of the movie industry decided to ambush the replica of James Cameron's Titanic, believing that the Sons of Malice would have to use it to return to their imitation archive behind the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency. Entire starfleets, aided with various fandoms as minor allies, lead a full on battle against the ship. With enough firepower from days of constant artillery, the replica Titanic came to a screeching halt. Upon investigation, only forty members of the Sons of Malice were aboard and they had many hostages, none of whom survived. Because of this massacre blood was on the hands of everyone involved, blame was passed around, and by the beginning of the fifth month civil war broke out between the movie companies. The comicbook companies soon partook in this war to assist their corporate allies, spreading the anarchy around their boundaries and nations.
The Sons of Malice were at a disadvantage because of their transportation loss. They could use their Warp powers to teleport through the barrier, but without doing it collectively it gave them an incredible mental strain that prevented them from doing it more than twice every three month season. Filius de Malitia used the technology left behind by the imitation of Pixel Galaxy to separate his amalgam mind from the five marines that formed him and sent them to lead the warband. However, because they were not granted the knowledge and power of Malal and Pixel Galaxy directly they were gunned down by the end of the eighth month by a horde of heavily armed and skilled soldiers that went rogue from the sentinels that guarded Azathoth's throne. The assailants were eventually massacred with no survivors by the malicious warbrand, but not without eighty of their men being taken out which reduced the four hundred forty four to three hundred twenty.
Meanwhile, Sunstone too felt the effects of the apocalyptic war. Simon and Matt disappeared shortly before the corporate assault on the Sons of Malice, the latter eventually revealed to be fighting to unite the comicbook companies again in their civil war. The members, however, slowly yet surely became bitter and without the funds used to construct Colossal Kaiju Combat all of their kaiju would remain subjected to rippling effects from the fight between Azathoth and Malal, preventing anything born of core stats without significant power to manifest. The idea was studied by the users, they came to the theory that if a fictional entity powerful enough had a core stat and was manifested it could nullify the rippling effects. However, nothing in their collective databases of tokusatsu, animation, movies, novels, comicbooks, or video games had any effect, resorting them using robotic drones designed to collect information to find data abroad and across the internet. To keep their identities safe these machines would have to rely on code names of A1, B2, C3, D4, E5, F6, G7, H8, I9, and J10, the last of which had the mind of Hoto Kingdom Robo as was said to be constructed by Simon himself. The ten robots scoured throughout cyberspace in search of answers to end the catastrophic crisis.
As the ninth month began, the remaining Sons of Malice gathered the information they collected over many months in an attempt to revive their master and teleported back to the imitation archive. This information was properly stored and would strengthen Pixel Galaxy would Heta manifest with it again. After this was accomplished, Filius de Malitia commanded that all of them start sharing their information and retrieve it more frequently so the enemy could not make their findings in vain and it could speed up progress. It was then commanded that the warband would divide into six garrisons of fifty one while the strongest eleven acted as guard duty for the base and the weakest three acted as rogue agents. Little did any of them know that one of these three chaos marines held the variable saber rifle on his person.
===Chapter 13===
During the midpoint of the tenth month, Matt Frank returned to Sunstone Games. The community asked what had happened to him during his disappearance. He stated that a new Kickstarter was underway from the real world and was spearheaded by Malal's real world creator, Tony Ackland. The goal was to create a new tabletop franchise and place Malal, his demons, and his medieval followers into it, preventing them from causing further havoc and placing them in the realm of official fiction for good. Two of the three rogue agent Sons of Malice overheard this as Sunstone's citizens prepared their offerings for what was essentially contingency. Using Warp telepathy, the entire legion was informed of this event. Within weeks entire small websites followed Sunstone's example and donated to the Kickstarter, easily surpassing every stretch goal to ensure this new franchise would be underway. All six garrisons went on an all out assault in the final days of the donations, slaying hundreds of thousands with their artillery and gunfire, but many otaku champions also joined in the fray.
The Kickstarter was successful, the new Pantheon of Chaos did what it set out to do and modified Malal, now named Malign, into a regular fictional entity that could be controlled. The Sons of Malice lost a full garrison of fifty one that made up the entire frontline, the two rogue agents without the variable saber rifle who were gunned down by Sunstone's civilians and otaku, and many sleeper cell sympathizers that wanted the forces of Malal to win. The Sons of Malice were forced to retreat and spread out throughout cyberspace before more capable individuals could properly track them down. Two hundred sixty seven remained out of the entire warband that day, causing a boost in morality in the underdeveloped regions of the web.
As for those loyal to Azathoth, unofficially dubbed the Sentinel Guardians by the masses, they had successfully finished constructed a gigantic citadel fortress around the entire court of Azathoth, blocking it from any and all potential intruders that seeked the throne. Ten million strong, millions of weapons, thousands of vehicles, hundreds of variety in artillery, and dozens of traps surrounding this citadel fortress which would become known as Final Fortress. Before long, the loyalists of Azathoth heard the news of the Kickstarter's success and the defeat of the chaos marines, much applause and celebration was done as it was the first victory they have had in a long time.
Meanwhile, the ten robots searched throughout cyberspace to find a way to reverse the ripples. The vast majority of them found nothing, but J10 got a lead at the pub world of Reddit.
*J10: What does anyone here know about the ripple effects and how to stop them?
*Drunk 1: Get outta here!
*Drunk 2: Look at scientist droid here!
*Drunk 3: Go to a library!
*Drunk 4: Nobody cares!
*Bartender: Actually kid you want to find a place that could help?
*J10: At this point I am look everywhere, the information centers are turning up nothing.
*Bartender: Well, you never got it from me, but the war ravaged 4chan section of /m/ might do something for you.
*J10: Why there? This sounds like a bad prank.
*Bartender: According to them they found a fictional entity that can beat anything even fanficiton Mary Sue types and cosmic deities.
*J10: Are you sure?
*Bartender: I used to go there before the civil war three years back right before Pixel Galaxy's assault on the tokusatsu fandom. It changed for the worst.
*J10: Thank you, sir.
===Chapter 14===
The eleventh month had begun, Final Fortress had all of its preparations set and ready for any invasion that could occur. At sunset the sky was mostly spotless at first until odd celestial bodies began to appear. At first there were merely a few, but within the hour dozens of these objects began to overhang from the sky, slowly growing bigger. Radars and sonars from Final Fortress identified the objects as asteroids heading straight for them. The various troopers and guardsmen took to their positions and unleashed volleys, clusters, and barrages of artillery and guns on the faint night sky. The asteroids themselves ranged from no bigger than a typical rowboat to the size of a jumbo jet, each increasingly larger as they landed. Various traps on the ground used to surround Final Fortress were being set off by the asteroid shower and the debris from the ones shot down. Within minutes dozens more of these asteroids appeared and collided with the outermost wall of the citadel at various points. Collision after collision, cracks in the wall began to form, many turrets and guns became badly damaged, the integral structure of the ground began to weaken, and men were dying by the hundreds from the shell shock of the asteroids slamming. After a full hour of nonstop shooting the asteroids were all finally destroyed.
Damage was assessed in minutes, the millions in manpower of the Sentinel Guardians checked the surroundings of their citadel. The impacted points of the wall would have to be repaired which would take weeks, most of the traps and barriers received critical damage, and upon further examination of the asteroids machinery could be found with the debris. Within the larger asteroids were large masses of human remains with varying degrees of decomposition. The officials and investigators came to the horrifying realization that these celestial bodies were not mere asteroids, but rather hollowed out small website planets with the locals murdered. Turbines were found attached to every single large site, used as propulsion specifically aimed at Final Fortress. Before long the various leaders of the Sentinel Guardians came to the conclusion this was an attack directly from the Sons of Malice themselves.
During recovery efforts gunshots were heard, first only dim in far away, but in seconds more could be heard, coming closer with each shot. A full garrison of the chaos marines had begun their assault on the Sentinel Guardians, mostly through sniping them in the dark. The citadel locked them out to prevent anyone from entering while smaller guns and turrets were commanded to target the surrounding areas. The troopers and guardsmen were quickly being slaughtered in what was essentially a turkey shoot for the anarchists. However, in mere minutes, gunfire from Final Fortress erupted, completely destroying its outskirts and all potential hiding points for the Sons of Malice. The battle went on well into the night, finally ceasing as sunrise. The chaos marines were found destroyed, every single one of them, reducing the warband's total amount to two hundred sixteen. While dozens of thousands of Sentinel Guardians were fatally injured from the attack, the battle was considered a victory for the denizens of the web and was cheered throughout cyberspace.
Meanwhile, J10 arrives on the ghetto region of /m/. The area was underpopulated and completely wrecked due to three years of constant civil war between dozens of factions, some composed of one man protests while others were composed of angry mobs. Before Pixel Galaxy's emergence /m/ was seen as a minor contributor to the libraries of the super-fandoms, but due to lack of order among their politicians quickly became violent over the smallest differences. While in recent months aid has allowed them to somewhat rebuild, the scars of internal destruction will remain probably for over a decade. J10 talks to various natives of the area about the most powerful fictional entity they know of. While most of his responses were crass and vulgar, one eventually pointed him to the makeshift home of their tribal elder named VF.
*J10: I take it you are the one named VF?
*VF: I see /m/ finally stopped with the kun suffix in my name.
*J10: I have heard rumors that /m/ discovered an extremely powerful entity.
*VF: How powerful do you want? There are varying degrees of power and whatnot.
*J10: Supposedly a fictional entity exists so strong it can defeat anything.
*VF: With the right rules and limitations anyone can beat anything, be specific.
*J10: I mean true invincibility, one that even the Lovecraftians and Pixel Galaxy combined could never hope to defeat. One that can end the nullification effects.
*VF: Well it is not like raising fictional entities works anymore so I might as well. It is a machine of darkest black and purest gold, capable of erasing things by their very concepts by eliminating concepts themselves. Color, age, senses, behavior, body parts, shapes, sizes, forms, sounds, smells, emotions, locations, roles, health, everything, anything, nothing, and lack thereof. In 2015 the maniacs at Satellite Studios made the most communication heavy anime of all time and with it the most powerful fictional entity ever conceived. The great eraser so powerful it truly was invincible in every sense of the word. On top of that it had a might arsenal of abilities and combat experience.
*J10: This amazes me, what was it?
*VF: This entity is known as the Aquarion Logos. I warn you now, creating a core stat of this machine will be nothing short of Pandora's Box.
===Chapter 15===
At the end of the eleventh month it was decided by many companies and fandoms to have a gigantic counterattack against Pixel Galaxy once and for all. The largest scaled armada to ever grace cyberspace launched an assault against the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency. While raiders and various types of despots and criminals have tried to accomplish this over the years, it was never done by hundreds of entities simultaneously at once. Guns and cannons fired, blazing into the barrier in the hundreds of millions, the more zealous fans kamikazed themselves into it to inflict damage. Thanks to the Sons of Malice telepathically communicating to Filius de Malitia, a plan of retreat was perceived and contemplated. As the twelfth month drew near the barrier was eventually weakened enough that the largest ships could penetrate and lead the charge with smaller vessels following behind. They encountered the replica of Pandora and a metallic site. The latter began to fire back with heavy artillery, invading vessels and their various crewmen being blasted and chipped away as they progressed. All fire power was meant for what was believed to be Pixel Galaxy, some stray shots hitting Pandora. Once the majority of the fleet entered the barrier, scanners from the counterattackers picked up no readings on any chaos marines or core stats, meaning they were firing on Malal's replica archive. Pixel Galaxy had disappeared from its hiding spot.
On the Pandora replica, the stray shots were registered by machinery on the celestial body's surface. Using communication capabilities of the Warp, Filius de Malitia analyzed the situation via stealth scanners to indicate how many enemies had arrived. Upon getting the final numbers he pressed the button of a detonator, Pandora having been surrounded by high explosive bombs. The imitation archive distracted the enemy ships long enough for the planet to violently explode, creating debris and shrapnel that blasted through dozens of vessels in a single minute while damaging every invader that entered. The imitation archive was next, self destructing after Pandora did in an attempt to finish off the organized assault. With the destruction of the replica planet, the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency finally collapsed in on itself, insuring no survivors under the crushing force before imploding violently. The gun ho mentality that united millions in what was hoped to be a final battle lead to second catastrophe that obliterated what uniting attack force could do against the ever looming threat of the web.
As Pixel Galaxy used the power of the Warp to resurface in the furthest outskirts of cyberspace, even colliding and destroying many smaller sites unintentionally, Filius de Malitia telepathically called for the rest of the warband. Since they no longer had the barrier in the way they could now teleport as often as once a day. The day after the atrocity, all two hundred sixteen assembled within the core of Pixel Galaxy, all of whom had collected various bits of information to help their cause. After every shred of information was collected and analyze the current chapter master spoke out.
*Filius de Malitia: After the destruction of the champions of order, we can now proclaim a victory for our fallen master, Malal! Though his olden form is recycled into a new fiction, his intended fusion with Azathoth can be seen as a separate entity and thus can be recreated if we destroy the nullification! We must secure the Throne of Azathoth! We will eliminate the Sentinel Guardians!
Meanwhile, VF assisted J10 in the construction of the new core stat in hope that the recent disasters could ever be fixed. Information was collected across /m/'s wastelands to form the spherical super computer with all the necessary information. J10 turned on the computer in hopes the core stat would work if the entity was powerful enough to bypass such power. Many disabled and injured veterans from /m/'s civil war gathered around for the event in curiosity. Upon the machine turning on it became shaky and seemingly unstable, but after a minute had past the Aquarion Logos was able to manifest briefly. The power of this mech could be felt in the surrounding area and upon dissipation it succeeded in doing the unthinkable: Ending the nullification effects. The natives of /m/ were amazed at the glimmer of raw power, none aware that Pixel Galaxy's sensors had picked up on it and its commander none too seldom.
*Filius de Malitia: Chaos marines of the anarchic rogue! The long range sensors and trackers have discovered blissful readings for us! The nullification effects are terminated! Pixel Galaxy may rise again! In due time the citadel that guards Azathoth's throne will be possessed after we make two trips! Send a full garrison to /m/, the rest of us will be mining for old allies....
===Chapter 16===
A full garrison of fifty one chaos marines were sent to /m/ while Pixel Galaxy charted off for a different destination. The garrison was aware that while it could theoretically a single divided area like /m/, they stood no chance of going against an entire horde composed of their surrounding allies. Using Warp teleportation they landed on the surface of the war ravaged area to look for the core stat in question. J10 was told to flee with it while the surrounding natives found the anarchists. Bullets, lasers, bolts, flames, rockets, grenades, and blades of various kinds were flown and swung across the battlefield. In the ghetto area that was /m/'s current state, guerilla warfare and traps were sprung, killing Sons of Malice quickly, but for every one taken down at least twenty were slain in their place. The android made his was to his space cruiser to leave the celestial body, carrying the final hope with him as both sides engaged in an exceptionally bloody battle. Combat robots and vehicles were brought out for reinforcements by the local warriors, cursing and yelling at the Sons of Malice to leave, but as the situation grew more desperate they began to use their psychic powers against their foes with extreme prejudice. Bodies began to pile up as the chaos marines used more telekinetic force in addition to their firearms and melee weapons, turning what seemed like a stalemate into a slaughter.
Before long J10 managed to escape, but not before the remaining Sons of Malice witnessed him leave in the distance. The allies of /m/ composed of /co/, /tg/, and /toy/ arrived with much stronger weapon and trooper support. The garrison leader informed Filius de Malitia what was occurring and informed him of the escaped star cruiser. Instead of fleeing the remaining demonic threats went for all out assaults, taking dozens from each ally sector with them until all fifty one of the strike force was finally terminated in a barrage of guns and artillery fire. The dead were counted up within the course of a day, the total being nearly a thousand for the 4channers, over ninety percent belonging to /m/ alone. All of cyberspace was informed about this attack, shocked that the Sons of Malice would dare attack a region they could not possibly win alone. The top military officials from various sectors of cyberspace scrambled to figure out what plan they were going to initiate. During this the ten droids reunited at Sunstone to discuss what had happened.
*J10: With this core stat we can fix everything to the pre-chaos times, perhaps even better.
*A1: We have no proof this one entity is strong enough to restore balance to all of cyberspace.
*B2: There is also no proof the nullification effects are permanently gone.
*C3: If they are then the Sons of Malice would know by now and launch an assault from Pixel Galaxy.
*D4: They would need to make a hell of an assault on the Final Fortress with everything they had and then some.
*E5: Sadly this is the only progress we have found so far as even the Battle Dome archives are sadly privatized after the nullification occurred.
*F6: Many of the people that agreed to that assume Azathoth can be restored and he simply cannot.
*G7: Neither can Malal, making it questionable why they are even doing anything at this point.
*H8: Their master was about anarchy above everything else, they have been notably more suicidal and willing to die in battle, likely to cull their own numbers until one remains.
*I9: That and their end goal could be to usurp Azathoth's throne and only one will be allowed to do so.
*J10: Not if we manifest this mecha first.
Meanwhile, the anarchists arrive at the old dead website of Monster Archives. This site was once the center of many core stats in the tokusatsu fandom before the arrival of Pixel Galaxy which rendered the entire fandom destroyed. The metallic spherical website began to open up and spawn metal tendrils from its various inner and outer layers, latching onto Monster Archives like a jellyfish to unfortunate prey. Before long it became clear what was going on.
*Filius de Malitia: My brethren, we have located a celestial body filled with new allies! Monster Archives died long ago with many of its core stats used for fantasy matches still intact! Now that we have exited the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency and will strike our foes of order again, it is time to harvest what goods we can collect to add to our ever expanding military!
The Sons of Malice, all remaining one hundred sixty five of them, entered the dead site and began to collect the new treasure trove of now potential weapons they intended to use against Final Fortress and the Sentinel Guardians. The metallic monstrosity began fusing with its prey as core stats were collected, the useless ones being discarded either as unnecessary, usually if wikias had collected this information in their own archival databases, or due to malfunction. Another day past before every retrievable entity could be retrieved with their core stats stored in a smaller separate section of the core from the main and ever expanding core stats of Pixel Galaxy proper. Monster Archives itself had a significant chunk of its planet broken off after the ordeal while the rest of it became debris the Sons of Malice could use in their upcoming final battle. The site was ordered to be restructured from that of a sphere to a gigantic space ship by order of Filius de Malitia before they were ready to strike.
===Chapter 17===
Christmas Eve hit cyberspace, while normally a jolly time of year there was little cheer in the air this year. The recent disastrous military responses to the anarchists caused much paranoia among the denizens across the fragmented fandoms. In-fighting became common, looting and riots, assault and battery, discrimination, and hatred became widespread. Millions found themselves in poverty or combative scrimishes, the economy on the galactic level was at an all time low. After the destruction of the Great Barrier of Infinite Currency, local authorities on the more unstable websites across various fandoms found themselves overrun with violent citizens with little force to quell them. Hope seemed dim in this darkest of nights. After having this for over a year, the Sentinel Guardians began to lose morale.
On this day the ten androids head out for Final Fortress in an attempt to reason with the officials that guarded the throne of Azathoth. They met with the top generals and admirals about this issue, complete with the core stat for the Aquarion Logos. At first the leaders found this a waste of time, but after a quick manifest from test core states and reading from scientists, this stunned them. The generals and admirals became uncertain as to whether or not the androids could even be trusted and are not just agents of Pixel Galaxy. The core stat was taken to quarantine until it could be confirmed to be a suitable replacement for the throne. The leaders became divided, some not willing to have Azathoth replaced while others just want order to be restored again. Just as debates between them in private began, alarms set off from outside their system and alerted Final Fortress.
In the various control rooms of Final Fortress, screens turned their attention to the approaching danger. The threat soon became clear, more dead and gutted websites came hurling toward Final Fortress. The largest of artillery fire was used to terminate these chunks before they got near the atmosphere. However, following these chunks was a gigantic metallic star ship, larger than most websites and could fit a small fandom into it. The body was that of a spear with six wings near the rear which were propelled by four afterburners at the very end. The bridge stood erect near the rear and parallel between the six wings. This ship turned out to be Pixel Galaxy itself, horrifying the entire population of Final Fortress and everyone in its perimeters. Early planetary defenses fired upon the site only to be quickly overrun by Pixel Galaxy's gigantic military force that hit them with intense numbers and very few casualties, said casualties could easily be restored in the course of a day. Final Fortress began to open fire on the giant spear ship.
The artillery was first, the longest ranged attacks first for obvious reasons. Many of these missed, those that did not were blocked by energy fields, barriers, shields, and a wide variety of turrets without even a scratch. Once the defender sites were overrun, they too were propelled toward Final Fortress while Pixel Galaxy called back its forces from them. These defense sites were quickly shot own by nearly every gun Final Fortress could use to fire upon them. These gun barrages were successful, but it was quickly discovered that only ten percent of long range ammunition remained. The metallic terror sent out various spacecrafts aircrafts, and long range weapons onto Final Fortress. The primary outer layer started to become chipped away from the sheer onslaught of weaponry, many of the outer guns and cannons being destroyed along with the reinforced structure. Following this was Pixel Galaxy's infamous army of a thousand kaiju. Thanks to additional reinforcements from the harvested Monster Archives, the manifested invaders surrounded and assaulted the citadel, setting off countless traps and withstanding intense barrages from short and medium range weapons. At first it seemed Final Fortress could hold its own, but within fifteen minutes they found themselves completely out of ammunition.
The androids and leaders were escorted to an underground bunker near the throne of Azathoth as the many monsters of Pixel Galaxy began to bash the citadel, chipping it away along with their sky support. More entities kept flooding the surrounding area to strip the layers of Final Fortress, destroying the azure colored structure. Before long an opening was torn open, allowing the smaller entities inside to attack the many Sentinel Guardians inside. Before long a full garrison of the Sons of Malice are sent in to assist their manifested allies to slay their foes. With intense ferocity, both sides slew massive amounts of casualties on both sides. The inner layers of Final Fortress were loaded with self destruct features that activated upon every member of the personnel no longer alive. These explosive boobie traps contributed to most of the casualties toward Pixel Galaxy including the extermination of the entire garrison of chaos marines, reducing their total number to one hundred fourteen. Once the garrison was down, the core stat replicas quickly dissipated, the survivors soon discovering that Pixel Galaxy itself was on a direct collision course with the ruins of Final Fortress.
===Chapter 18===
The spear-like metallic celestial body descended, clouds forcefully removed due to the atmospheric entry, gravity taking its toll on the ground below as the ground shook violently. The citadel lay defenseless as the underground bunker began to cave in from the intense shaking, killing all of the leaders and damaging the ten androids. In desperation many of the troopers began firing their personal firearms in a vain attempt to stop it. However, within moments, Pixel Galaxy use its spear-shaped body to slice and crash into Final Fortress directly above. Decimation incarnate. The penetration was so deep it effectively gave the chaos marines a direct path to Azathoth's throne. The impact and destruction was so awesome that a mere few thousand were left alive from what was once millions of Sentinel Guardians. The outer most layers of the site began to open, allowing the raid to commence.
In outer orbit, the read of Pixel Galaxy launched and summoned every space capable entity in its arsenal, knowing full well allied fleets would come to the aid of the Sentinel Guardians soon. Every ship, every monster, every infantry, every deity, all were surrounding where Final Fortress once laid. Armed cyberspace navies began to appear in the outskirts of the system and began to open fire, effectively making everything open season. On the ground, whatever could not be used in outer space was sent out in a massive raid consisting of militaries in numbers reaching millions from mere insects to towering titans and everything in between. The Sentinel Guardians unleashed every weapon in their arsenal and while many of Pixel Galaxy's forces were taken out, they were slowly able to chip away at the brave heroes as the tide became increasingly against them. Every gun, every grenade, every flame, every bolt, every arrow, every knife, every sword, every ax, every hammer, every saw, every beam, every blast, every shell, all of it was used for maximum potential. The waves of replicas became so huge they often fired on one another and toppled each other.
Meanwhile, the androids were able to reach the outer dome of the court containing the throne. The barrier dome was marble white and surrounded in steel barbed wire. Due to damage from falling rocks, only J10 would be able to make it in. The double door gate was ten feet high surrounded by eight torches with a console that required retinal and ID scans to make it inside. J10 had no idea how to make it in, but a body scan from the console confirmed they were not agents of anarchy as it had read the android's intent and the core stat in his hands. At that moment the core stat transmogrified itself from a purple orb to a gold and red pyramid. The scanner stated "a replacement has finally been accepted", the fictional entity accepting the honor and giving it a more unique form. J10 entered the Azathoth's court, composed of chaos and indescribable masses of various geometric shapes. He knew before floating into the court that the throne was at the very center.
Above this, Pixel Galaxy's forces were able to set up a perimeter around the point of impact, the Sentinel Guardians now down to less than a thousand men in their intense onslaught. The eleven elite Sons of Malice marched to the center of the perimeter and uploaded their weaponry onto the ground. Within minutes the marble dome surrounding the court was exposed. Upon this occurring, all eleven of the chaos marines used very powerful explosives, sacrificing themselves to destroy the area in an attempt to break the barrier. Friend and foe alike were annihilated in the synchronized blast, a full gigaton being unloaded onto one spot. Pixel Galaxy itself remained unharmed as the Sons of Malice now had their numbers reduced to one hundred three while the Sentinel Guardians that survived the blast were further reduced to mere hundreds. Morale was broken as the allied fleet that was supposed to save the day could barely hold its own. Filius de Malitia saw the endgame approaching and assembled one of the two final garrisons for boarding combat with enemy space vessels. All fifty one members of this garrison were teleported using dimensional techniques, teams of three were teleported onto seventeen different flagships to court with anarchy itself.
===Chapter 19===
The seventeen teams of three entered their enemy ships. The first team quickly began their rampage by gunning down every trooper they came across, bullets and lasers flew across corridors with intense ferocity. Security systems used automated turrets in an attempt to slay the chaos marines, but the three successfully entered the control room and terminated the crew inside. Once inside the three armored individuals began firing on nearby ships, first catching them off guard, but the nearby fleets show back with extreme prejudice, destroying everyone aboard including the team. The second team followed a similar pattern and also succeeded in hijacking the vessel before being turned and fired upon shortly after the demise of the first team. The opposition to Pixel Galaxy began communicating to everyone in its ranks about the two failed attempts by the Sons of Malice to hijack their starships. Within minutes a total of eight teams were quickly taken down before reaching the control rooms of their respective vessels, but not without intense losses. The remaining seven teams took a stealthy approach, using the larger rooms and spaces to out maneuver crew and automated security.
Feeling what was happening to the legion, Filius de Malitia teleported the remaining runt with the yellow variable saber rifle aboard a random frigate to prolong the chaos while the final garrison would assault the Court of Azathoth. The nameless rogue chaos marine was teleported via dimensional manipulation. Using the variable saber rifle and his own training, the wielder slashed and blasted every crew member in his way, relentlessly slaughtering them with little effort. The variable saber rifle also contained a variety of fields, barriers, fields, blade sizes, and gun modes, using all of them to easily take over the vessel. One the wielder took control of the frigate, instead of firing upon other ships he successfully rammed into the back engines of one of the capital ships. This disabled the vessel and the wielder boarded the ship. Thousands of troopers and automated weapons fired in the area the wielder was in, however he successfully evaded, blocked, and countered every attack thrown at him using the highly destructive weapon, each hit instant death. Within the course of an hour the crew was killed and the control room allowed the hijacked capitol ship to completely destroy a quarter of the opposing fleet.
During this three of the remaining seven teams were quickly terminated after intense suppression by firepower. A fourth and fifth managed to reach control rooms only for them to be booby trapped, killing them from various traps set up. A sixth successfully accomplished in hijacking and firing upon other vessels before being fired upon themselves in a blaze of destruction. The last remaining team used melee weapons and smaller firearms, making quick mad dashes for the control room. While troopers were taken down, the body count was not as high as it was on other ships. Just as they reached their goal,, the capitol ship the wielder hijacked stunned their starship, causing them to move out of control and ram into another capitol ship, destroying them both upon contact. The resulting explosion destroyed another quarter of the opposing fleet. Upon all of this destruction ensuing, Pixel Galaxy used its remaining space forces to devastate the fleet into all but obliteration. The wielder used this opportunity to use an escape pod on the frigate to escape to the planet's surface to join his comrades.
Meanwhile, J10 makes it to the throne of Azathoth after over twp hours of aimlessly floating in the chaos. The core stat in his possession began to light up upon him landing near the throne. Said throne was over a kilometer in diameter with the very center an erect pillar of silver and gold marble encrusted with every jewel imaginable. Just then, the final garrison of the Sons of Malice made themselves known nearby, tethered to the surface above via climbing cables, and began shooting at J10. Within moments the android made a mad dash straight for the center, the surface he walked on was somewhat sticky and malleable which slowed his movements. Just before reaching the pillar, J10 was struck down and shot dead by the chaos marine leading the other fifty. The pyramid-like core stat laid only a meter away from the central pillar as the Sons of Malice descended upon the throne. The android body was hoisted out by several chaos marines to have the court completely cleared. Filius de Malitia slowly hovered into the court and onto the throne, allowing all except the wielder from the space attack to be present during the usurping of cyberspace. Said wielder found himself crash landed near the remains of Final Fortress as his legion finally accomplished its goal.
===Chapter 20===
Filius de Malitia was about to lay upon Azathoth's throne to cement the victory of his legion after heavy losses. The horrific colossus almost prepared to speak until the unexpected occurred: The wielder sniped his leader in the head. The yellow variable saber rifle, containing much of Pixel Galaxy's data, new how to take down a daikaiju within its microcomputer banks and memory. With one fully charged shot and targeting between the eyes, the nameless wielder terminated the titan that lead the Sons of Malice to their victory. Upon the shot instantly striking Filius de Malitia dead, his body disintegrated back to the realm of fan fiction. The chaos marines turned their attention to where the shot was fired, their now former comrade began to open fire on them. While their weapons were good in their own right, they paled in comparison to the yellow variable saber rifle. Within a minute the wielder took down the garrison leader and the six strongest marines, laving forty four of his battle brothers left. They used their jump packs to fly out of the court to chase the wielder who had gone into hiding within Pixel Galaxy itself. One by one each agent of anarchy made it to the planet's surface, the first four instantly shot dead by the variable saber rifle right before the wielder went into hiding. The remaining forty quickly went after him, unaware of his plans.
A day passed after the Sons of Malice went looking for their traitorous member, all of them trying to cover as much ground as they could, but Pixel Galaxy proved far too large for them to cover much ground and they had to split up one by one. Due to their lack of communication and intense rage, ten were killed from friendly fire over the course of this day. The remaining thirty eventually left the site's hull and proceeded to return to the court, hoping whoever gained the throne would find the wielder and execute him. However, none of the Sons of Malice trusted each other as there was no way to determine who would be the leader. The eight strongest amongst themselves were quickly shot dead due to fear, panic, and a sense of intense mistrust. The remaining twenty two agreed to a non-violent pack and to not claim the throne until the traitorous one was found and slain. Immediately after, the wielder sniped the two strongest ones left, revealing his position and that he was using camouflage over the course of the day he was hunted. The remaining twenty charged in, but one by one they were quickly sniped off, five dying before the wielder was struck by several shots that pierced his armor. The remaining fifteen used this chance to surround him in his moment of weakness.
It was at this moment that mines began to go off, planted by the wielder as booby traps. Four chaos marines were killed off unexpectedly, giving him a window opportunity to escape into the court using his jump pack to glide him down. The remaining eleven quickly followed, hoping to either kill him or to make it to the throne first. Th nameless traitor fired frantically at the rest while trying to dodge their shots, his legs getting shot in the process, but he sniped six of them before making it to the ground. The remaining five unleashed every weapon in their arsenal, none of them were able to land a decent hit with one of them going down from friendly fire followed by the one responsible being shot down by the remaining three for his grave mistake. The last three Sons of Malice ran out of ammunition, the last fired shot hitting the traitor in his spinal column, causing him to lose function of his legs. He fell, but only ten yards away from Azathoth's throne. The last three charged in with a sword, a hammer, and an ax in an attempt to finish this charade. The wielder killed the on farthest from him, the ax wielder, before the sword wielder and hammer wielder arrived. The yellow variable saber rifle was swung at them repeatedly as he inched further to the throne. In the midst of combat managed to shoot the hammer wielder point blank, but the sword wielder was able to kick his weapon out of his hand.
The sword wielder, now the only Son of Malice left with his brethren who committed treason, stand before Azathoth's coveted throne, leaving countless amounts of bloodshed in their wake. The sword was positioned above the traitor's neck about to execute him like a guillotine. Before the final thrust could be done, the wielder used a flash grenade to blind both of them, allowing him to retrieve his exceptional weapon. Due to blindness and the injury of the kicked hands, he could only disarm his former brother in arms, damaging his hands too. The final loyal one jumped on top of the traitor, both of whom punched each other as hard as they could. Blood soaking from their mouths, noses, and eyes as they were barely able to land a fatal blow. Both realized how futile this was and crawled for the throne as fast as they could. Unaware to both of the was one final sentinel guardian with a sniper rifle armed with one round. He jumped into the court, the fall certain to kill him, but if h could take down either one he thought it would be worth it. The shot was fired, the loyalist killed by a head shot, and from the impact of the landing the sentinel guardian died with a sense of honor and valor. The traitor kept crawling, finally reaching the throne, and a gigantic flash of white light began to quickly encompass the entire court.
===Chapter 21===
The nameless traitor found himself in an empty void colored with aqua and surrounded by countless symbols, numbers, letters, and other such characters all encased in a dark yellow aura. The final chaos marine possessed only his weapon as he seemingly floated before being called to by a mysterious humanoid shape of gold and purple wielding a big sword.
*Gold Figure: The final follower of Malal and his best, true to the idea of pure anarchy even within your own family. You now remain alone to claim the succession of Azathoth.
*Son of Malice: The others were slowly conforming to order and I was expected to die, only with this technology left over from The Architect have I been able to usurp myself as the herald of the master of all paradoxes.
*Gold Figure: Malal proved he was his downfall.
*Son of Malice: You dare smear the only true god of chaos!? Blasphemy!
*Gold Figure: The truth alludes your mind and heart. Malal attempted ultimate anarchy, willfully giving his followers, his marines, power and knowledge at the cost of your names. Without names one would theoretically have no dominion, symbolic or otherwise, over such demonic presence. However, that same lack of dominion and the drive for pure chaos also undermined you as your numbers never recovered and when there was nothing left to destroy you aimed for one another. You were merely the first and had you perished another would have become a traitor.
*Son of Malice: In other words I am the avatar of chaos?
*Gold Figure: More like its champion, but your meaning rings true. Control and anarchy will never last as they are pure opposites. Now, nameless one, if I am defeated before you, the prize and power are yours and you will have defended your cause to the end. Lose, however, and I will exile you and Pixel Galaxy into the realm of fanfiction until someone decides to free you. Worse yet you will receive a name to be no longer the champion of Malal.
*Son of Malice: One more fight? Worth it.
The yellow variable saber rifle was drawn as any other blade, the chaos marine charged in, but the gold and purple figure proved to easily hold his own with its large sword. Not one hit was accomplished by either as the the duo dueled. Time had lost meaning in the incredible intensity, no tricks or other weapons were used by either. The characters slowly began to encircle them in a dome shaped arena. Blade on blade, strike for strike, neither of them gained an advantage over the other in the beginning. However, the nameless traitor slowly began to tire, always on the offensive with his foe on the defensive. Within a span of time that felt like the longest of days the self proclaimed herald fell from exhaustion and the figure of gold and purple destroyed the variable saber rifle and his armor in one vertical slice. The armor was exposed to see a tattooed and severely decayed human.
*Son of Malice: Before I end, just who or what are you? Who has dared to end the legacy of Malal?
*Gold Figure: I am now the successor of Azathoth and no fictional entity can triumph over me for the time being. I have the power to eliminate any and all concepts, but I choose not to for I am the savior of this crisis. Upon your defeat you will receive a name to call your own. Before that I will introduce my name. I am the Aquarion Logos.
The soon to be named fallen rebel fell in grief and rage, knowing that in the end the cause he aligned with, despite all that which it had accomplished in ruining cyberspace riddled with hellish catastrophe, no longer mattered. The strategies, the work, the patience, the sacrifices, none of it mattered now.
===Chapter 22/Final===
The finality had arrived. The Aquarion Logos dubbed the rebel the name Filth. The many perished marines and daemons were also given similar names of homonimity be it Unclean, Degenerate, Deplorable, Unwashed, Dirt, Impure, Mire, Grime, Crud, Foul, Putrid, and Defiled. The final worshiper of Malal had died there and then. Cyberspace was about to unravel into peak armageddon, but the mechanical angel, though its sheer power and might, commanded the aspects that bound the fabric of the internet together to sing a song. The melodies, rhthyms, beats, tones, and everything inbetween resonated with the panicked and scared denizens. This song began to reconstruct basic sites that would have otherwised been lost forever, lighting a sense of hope that the denizens knew they would have to carry on. In a final act the Aquarion Logos, carrying the very vessel used to manifest it, used these aspects to throw Pixel Galaxy and itself into the realm of fanfiction where no one could ever use their powers every again.
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