(S2) Chapter 4: Stupid exposition dump chapter I wrote when confused

“Alright, there it is, is everyone ready?” Will asked, turning back to face the crew. EYES ON THE ROAD, WILL!
“Dude, there is no road! There’s also nothing ahead of u-“ what did I tell you Will? Look at that, a space rock that you would have collided with it I didn’t warn you!
“I are could goes through a rocks” replied Sharky. Yes, you can, and that’s really nice Sharky, but Will needs to KEEP HIS DAMN EYES ON THE ROAD, THERE’S A KID IN THE CAR!!! A distracted driver is a dangerous one!
“Mgh, alriiiight” mumbled Errrr404. They drew gradually closer to the WGFCC, which was stopped. That made sense considering it was literally at the edge of the multiverse. Billy could see nothing but a warped, deranged space behind the castle. This was Hadal, the Lovecraftian outskirts of existence, where chaos thrived and nothing made sense. A meteor could just randomly appear from out of nowhere and reduce you to pulp, or you could start breathing cold lightning. The chaos far behind the castle had land that was indistinguishable from monsters. Shit was crazy, I don’t blame Space Mom for not going in there. 
“Now, like I asked before being interrupted, is everyone ready?” Everyone did an affirmative gesture, even River. They had no idea what to expect, but they were all just ready to get Chara, get out, and live the peaceful lives that (most of them) worked so hard to get to.
“Alright, here’s the plan. Looking at the castle, I see five main parts: A massive room with a dome roof, a west wing, an east wing, a comically high tower, and some other place in the back. Me and Lancer will head to the back, Adam and Dekios can go through the East wing, Error and Harrus can go through the West wing, and Jasús can go with…River.” Planned Will, adding an extra hint of cynicism to River’s name because he’s being a dick. Everyone approved though, so I guess it’s fine.
“Ok, let’s- wait, what the hell is that?” Suddenly, a transparent, red dome formed over the castle. Will tried to get in before the dome closed over all points of entry, but it was too late. He screeched to a halt and stared at the dome. He got out of the car and- wait no he didn’t they’re in space. He instead hovered over to the force field and poked it, instantly recoiling his hand after discovering that it hurt to touch.
“Hm, well I’ll just…” Will then summoned his bone bat and whacked the forcefield with it. The bat was simply reduced to dust however. He then tried to make a hole in the shield with bones and blasters, but that did fuck all. He scowled, annoyed with this new issue. He snapped some strings out and grabbed a conveniently close space rock that was even more conveniently the size of a moon. He strung it up and slammed it into the castle, but the moon just broke to pieces. He facepalmed and muttered a peeved “dammit” when that didn’t work. He had just got his home back and was already having to deal with more stupid bullshit. The crew had all gotten out of the car and were standing on an island that Funnyverse had made for them to stand on.
He still had one more trick up his sleeve. He held out his arm, the palm of his hand facing the portal. “404…” he uttered as an overwhelming blue glow began to emit from his hands. Wind began to manifest around him (despite this taking place in space. Actually, on that note, how did him opening the car door not suck all of them out of the car? Fuck logic I guess), causing his cloak to blow around. With his other hand, he lowered the tip of his hat to cover his eyes. 
“Blasto.” Billy’s 404 Blasto shot out from his hand, sending shockwaves all around him. The overwhelming force it created caused nearby space rock clusters to break apart and the space around them to shake. The crew looked on in anticipation, believing that this would do it. They all had smiles on their faces, looking as the ray hit the barrier with a godly amount of power.
That hope died whenever they all saw that the border hadn’t been damaged in the slightest. Will’s eyes widened with disbelief. That was his most powerful attack! How did some stupid forcefield set up by his brain dead mother resist it? Maybe he had to enter into his Buzzfly404 form, that’s all! He began collecting all the might needed for the transformation when he suddenly heard a really really REALLY annoying and raspy yet familiar voice boom down from the top of the castle walls. They all looked up, groaning after realizing who it was.
“Oh I was wondering what all the damn ruckus was!” Yelled Space Mom. She had her arms crossed, looking rather annoyed to see them. She was wearing a raggedy, pink nightgown with a nightcap of the same color. On her forehead was a sleeping mask that was the same pink. Oh right, and she had a teddy bear… which was also pink. I’m starting to think she likes the color pink.
“How the hell did your stupid ass-“
“Language!” Inserted King Funnyverse, correcting his dad’s filthy potty mouth! Watch your language around kids, Billy!
“Yeah yeah, sorry. How the HECK in all of your stupidity did you make a forcefield that I can’t even DENT?” Billy asked, with 0 swear words. Space Mom scratched her head, implying that she herself didn’t know.
“Not sure, Cthulie told his little assistant to hold my hand so we could create some kind of barrier to keep you idiots out. What a weird guy, he was so reluctant to do so!” Commented space mom. Will smirked. Lmao, no one liked this bitch.
“Well gee mom, I wonder why- wait a minute, did you just say Cthulhu?!” The revelation that Cthulhu was in on Space Mom’s little scheme shook the crew. Not because they knew of his affiliation with Azathoth (which is something only Error knew about), but because they could have sworn he was done for! Jasús backed away and ran into the car, not wanting to see his tormentor again. Error had the complete opposite reaction, allowing his hand to be covered in a ginormous, navy blue mass of flesh with eyes and tentacles that he began slamming into the wall.
“LET ME IN YOU STUPID BITCH, I’M GOING TO RIP THAT OCTOPUS FUCKER TO SHREDS!” Although the wall sustained no damage, it seemed to have at least a little bit of a reaction to this, causing spots to glow momentarily whenever error struck them with his fist. After seeing it not work after a few strikes, Adam ran up to Error and pulled him back, calming him down a bit. The flesh mass sunk back into Error’s sleeve.
“Hey, calm down. I’m honestly not sure what you got against Cthulhu, but I’m guessing he’s taken stuff from more than just me and the others. Regardless though, we’re not going to be able to get this done if we rush in, swinging without thought, ok?” Adam advised. Error mumbled and nodded.
“Yeesh kid, calm down. I don’t actually know where Cthulie is, he went out to some…uh…I forgot! Point is though, he isn’t home! Also, you two can’t enter here, you don’t have the fuck off keys!” Space Mom explained. Fuck off keys? What were those?
“Huh? What are those?” Asked Will, crossing his arms.
“Oh you know, the keys you need to get past the forcefield! All a part of my master plan to keep you all out while I do… uhh… villain stuff!” Space Mom answered simply, almost matter-of-factly too. 
“Right, uh, how many are there?” Asked Harrus. It was a risky question to ask considering that they may not even get an answer and that perhaps they were about to be sent on a journey where they searched every nook and cranny of-
“Oh like…uh…20 I think.” Space Mom was revealing a whole lot about this supposed “master plan” to keep them out. Why have keys? Perhaps having keys somehow made the forcefield stronger? Regardless, she seemed more than willing to share the details of these keys. Errrr404 was going to test to see how far they could push this.
“Yeah? Well where can we find them?” Asked Errr404. 
“You’ll never get in without them, so let me tell you all the super dangerous places you have to go to get them! There’s uh…shoot, I forgot! Hold on, I have the list somewhere…in…” she began fumbling around in her pockets, throwing out a literal ax, flamethrower, beartrap, grenade, M1 Abrams tank, and mace while at it.
“Ah, here it is!” She pulled out the list. In response, Papyrus pulled out a pen and paper of his own to write down the list of locations she was about to give away. Space Mom cleared her throat and squinted her eyes as she began reading from the note.
“Ok, so I got uh…
The first key is in the… Doodle Sphere? Isn’t that where that weird painter guy lives?
For the second, it’s Dreamtale? I thought that place died or something.
The third is Portland? That sounds fucking awful.
The fourth key I gave to this one guy named…ah what was his name…Hades?”
Hold it, Hades? Ohhhh shit, this means we’re getting more OPtale! I’m honestly kinda excited. Harrus, however, is not. He had a sharp exhale to give as a response. Honestly, I kind of don’t blame him though considering how difficult it was dealing with Hades and his shenanigans. Anyways, continuing on.
“Oh yeah, the fifth is in this sun god competition going on in OPtale. They asked me for a cool prize. I was too busy being evil and scheming to give them anything of note though, so I just gave them the key!
I gave the sixth to this guy named Typhon. He really really REALLY wanted one, so I gave it to him!”
This totally isn’t how the OPtale side plot is gonna go!
Harrus is not amused.
“Remember the Multiversal 7-11? Yeah, of course you do! I put the seventh there!
I put the eighth one reeeeally deep into the Omniverse’s Wi-Fi router.
For the ninth key, I put it in the computer realm! This is somehow an entirely different place than the Wi-Fi router. Not sure how, but Dimensions.com had them as different IPs.
I put the tenth in your dreams…literally. I just played Omori, and it gave me an idea, Y’know?
I had to be really careful with the eleventh; I dropped one off at Alphatale! Hehehe, good luck with that one!”
Oh God, not the place this entire parody is based off of. Now the crew has no idea what the fuck Alphatale is, but I certainly do! I’m going to stop myself there though since this series has mostly evolved past an Alphatale mockery. 
“I felt compelled to put the twelfth in this really cool mountain next to Yoda’s dojo. 
For the thirteenth key… the Backrooms. I forgot which level, but it’s there!”
The mentioning of the Backrooms made Error’s stomach sink. He didn’t want to go back there. So many horrible things happened to him there; he lost so much to things that called that place home. An exasperated, shaky “no…” was all that escaped the deeply troubled Error.
“Hehe, even Cthulie’s scared of this place! I put the one fourteenth the way in the deepest part of Hadal!
For the fifteenth key, I put it in the anti void… except it’s an actual ANTI-VOID this time and everything ever all at once exists there.
I found this really empty place called the Purple Abyss for the sixteenth…or well, I don’t THINK there’s anything there. HOWEVER, I THINK I saw a snake far in the distance? I don’t know, I didn’t have my glasses on! 
The seventeenth is in The Wild West…you know, like, the one from Undertale Yellow?
That Squid dragon thing you guys saw during the season 1 finale was alive, so I let him eat the eighteenth as a snack!”
King Funnyverse winced. Would he have to punch this thing in the stomach once again just to get this key? 
“For the nineteenth…actually…wait, River? Oh God I just noticed you were here! I’d invite you in, but I don’t know how to take this shield down myself. I put this one next to your house, sweetheart.” 
River hated being referred to as “sweetheart” by this wench. After all the abuse this monster shoveled out onto him and his kids, he didn’t want her “love.” He grimaced at the uttering of that title. His previous terror to be here was slowly turning to aggravation. 
“The twentieth one’s back in Grrrrr town. I heard they got a new champion, so I’m sure that’s gonna suck for you guys!”
Her demeanor suddenly snapped to a more serious one. She looked down at all of them with a piercing gaze. It kind of spooked them a little.
“The twenty-first ke…the  most DIFFICULT one…I don’t know where this one is, actually! It’s all smeared and shit, agh I can’t read this!” She complained.
Errrr404 turned to Dekios, who was staring at the list, annoyed. “You uh…you got all that?” He asked. Dekios nodded affirmatively. They all looked back up to space mom.
“Alright, now go away and leave me alone! I’m tired!” Space mom said, shuffling back into the castle. 
There were a lot of mixed reactions. Adam and King Funnyverse are actually smiling, excited about this new journey. Lancer was worried about his mom of course, but hey, this new adventure sounded like a blast! 
River was still in recoil after having been called “sweetheart.” He wasn’t ENTIRELY opposed to this little journey. Now sure, he was terrified, but he also took into consideration that maybe he could grow a backbone during this all. Perhaps he could even reconcile with Will through this.
Errrr404 and Dekios shared an almost uniform annoyance. They JUST got their home back, why did they have to go on yet another journey? Dekios wasn’t as worried as Will was though. Will was actually pretty damn scared of what was happening to Chara. He wanted to rip that forcefield apart and get her out of there so badly, but things could never just be that simple, could they?
Harrus was excited too, but for a different reason than Adam and King Funnyverse. He would get to go back to OPtale and see Hephaestus and Aphrodite. Sure he had to put Hades back in his place, but it wouldn’t be all bad.
Error was terrified. He was once again forced to face off against the things that ruined his life. He didn’t want to see them again, he just wanted to run. Yeah, I’m retconning something. This is my joke parody and I’ll do what I want with it! That was just an illusion Azathoth forgot to remove because he’s an idiot. The real Error would have freaked tf out if he saw Azathoth. He also would have killed Ink or beat him up so badly that he’d have to retreat to the opposite side of existence just to survive. Error was tempted to just opt out right then and there, but the memory of his father and the will to honor his legacy forbade him. He silently accepted the task.
Lad and Sharky were REALLY excited. They were so bored managing electric avenue. Embarking on a new journey with a group of new friends was everything they could have asked for.
Oh and Jasús just didn’t give a shit. He was fine with whatever lol. Jasús is just really chill like that, Y’know? For a smidge of complexity though, he also saw this as an opportunity to redeem himself to the rest of the team. 
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Suddenly, they were all pulled into a very odd place so quickly that I had to use a fucking scene changer. The floor below them- which looked to go on forever- was a black and white checker pattern. The “sky” above them was filled with a calming, purple haze. Looking farther, randomly placed lanterns came into view. Around one were two large couches, a fireplace, a coffee table in between the couches, and a bear rug beneath the table. On one couch sat a figure familiar only to Errrr404, Dekios, and Jasús: It was Ben-Ten-No-Camilia, or Benny for short. Everyone else was extremely confused by this, but Errrr404 was frankly just really happy to see Benny. This was the being who had given him and Dekios the power to do everything they did in season one!
“BEN!” Will exclaimed, dashing on over to Benny and giving them a hug. Ben was confused by this gesture as they were practically an emotionless god, but they accepted it. “OH MAN AM I GLAD TO SEE YOU! AW I-I NEVER GOT TO THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THESE POWERS!”
“And you won’t have to. You did everything I needed you to and beyond with them.” Ben turned to the rest of the team, who were awkwardly standing there, looking at Ben. Or well, papyrus wasn’t weirded out. He was actually really happy to see Ben. He wasn’t ecstatic like Will was, he was mainly just grateful. He walked on over and shook Ben’s hand, a more formal expression of gratitude. 
“Good to see you again, Ben. Thanks, for everything.” Papyrus said. Ben was still confused on what to say as they had no emotions and therefore no idea how to respond to gestures, so they just awkwardly nodded. Papyrus and Will went have a seat on the opposite couch.
“Despite some of you being illusions set up by Azathoth, I should clarify that there were still bits of the real you acting through them that not even Azathoth could remove. I am extremely grateful for all of you.” Said Ben almost robotically. Everyone else was happy about this except for Jasús. He had been HAM that entire time, so surely he had been exemp-
“Including you, Jasús.” Added Ben. Jasús looked up, confused. 
“H-hu? But I was HAM. I was the one you originally tasked Willy with stoppin.” Jasús said. I can’t really describe Ben doing gestures because they’re just that damn robotic.
“You and HAM were different beings. HAM was a byproduct of you struggling against Cthulhu, not you yourself. I know your struggle, Jasús. I know your friends here didn’t die because you wouldn’t let HAM kill them.” Explained Ben. This made Jasús bashful, and now he has a dopey grin to go with it. 
“Now, I’d like you all to have a seat.” Requested Ben. They all obliged. This entire thing was just really weird for everyone but the 3 who had met them. To be honest though, even Jasús was confused. The only one excited was Errrr404, who was fidgeting in his seat.
“Azathoth has long been a scourge over this existence. As its official guardian, I am thankful that you all vanquished my greatest adversary. To venerate your victory and to prepare you all for your next goal of annihilating what remains of him, I will now canonize you all as gods.” Declared Ben. Gasps erupted from the couch. No way, they were going to become official gods?! Sure they were already technically gods in their own right, but now it was official! And at that, this also meant they were getting their own ichor and a SIGNIFICANT boost of power. This journey was most likely going to be so much easier now!
Ben made their way over to the other couch, towering over everyone else. They were going to canonize everyone from left to right, meaning they would be starting with Harrus.
“You’re already a god, Harrus. You’ve been invested with the power of Ares.” Ares shrugged his soldiers, almost to say ‘well yeah, I knew that.’
“However, most who know you see you as nothing more than a barbaric god of war; this is not the case. You are the god of victory of heroism. As such, I bestow upon you the proper power of a god.” Benny snapped, seemingly causing power to enter into the being of Harrus. He didn’t feel anything different however, so he was going to question if it even worked before being cut off. “None of you will feel a difference in power. Rather, you will experience it whilst doing things you believed you could never do previously.”
“However, I will grant you all honorary trophies that will also serve as useful items in your many endeavors,” continued Ben. “I bestow upon Harrus the helm of dragons.” Ben manifested a golden, draconic helmet adorned with many gems and elaborate engraving. “Many valiant heroes, at some point in their journeys defeat a massive dragon. Although you have not defeated your dragon yet, you have slain something far greater. As such, I give to you a helmet crafted from the skull of the fallen dragon of fury, islothorn.” Ben handed Harrus the helmet, who slowly put it on. Wearing the helmet, he felt oddly empowered. He felt like he could rip clean through anything; like he was some kind of berserker. When he took it off, the feeling left him. He looked at Ben and nodded, thanking them. “If you want a full suit of armor rather than just a helmet, then I suggest wearing it whilst entering your…He-sans form.” Ben said, with a hint of what seemed like distaste for the name “He-Sans.” Harrus didn’t really care though because he was admiring the new helmet.
Next was River. “River Peterson, I bestow upon you the title of gods of fishermen.” Declared Ben. River sighed; fishing was his hobby. Sure, he was really good at it, but was fishing truly a thing worth having a god of? “Fishing may be considered mundane to most, but they forget that it is sometimes a cornerstone of some civilizations; you are now the patron of those who cast the net or line to feed their families, their towns, and themselves. I will now bestow upon you your power” Ben snapped, bestowing said power, “ and I give to you the fishing rod of Neptune. Cast this rod into any body of water and you’ll always catch the mightiest of fish.” River inspected the rod. It was blue and steely with elaborate runes and patterns decorating it. He wanted to try this rod so badly, but alas, there was now water nearby.
Next was Lad. “You are already a god, Lad. And so is Sharky. You are both gods of discovery, an aspect of the sentient experience so important that it deserves two gods. Lad, you embody discovery through effort. Sharky, you embody discovery by chance. I have no power I can you, Lad, as you exceed even I. However, I will invest Sharky with power,” Ben did so, “and now, I shall give Lad the all-seeing map and Sharky the bag of infinite possibilities.”
“What is?” Asked Sharky. Ben was going to go to the next person (that being Jasús) but they stopped.
“The bag of infinite possibilities is capable of having anything ever be pulled out of it.” Explained Ben briefly. This irked papyrus for some reason, so he leaned forward and turned to look at Ben.
“Isn’t that a little too overpowered? It’s convenient, but I’m going to help the authors out here and just say it: Sharky can pull a break-everything hammer out of nowhere, ending any and every plot.” Whined Papyrus like a fucking annoyance. You know what? Fuck you for poking that hole in my cool idea. Ben, can you nerf it for me?
“If a weakening is truly necessary then fine. What Sharky pulls out of the bag is entirely randomized. Is that better suited for you?” Asked Ben passive aggressively. Everyone else groaned. “Come on Dekios, really? That could have been our fucking trump card!”
“S-shit, sorry Will. Uh, can you take it back? I may not entirely agree with it from a narrative perspective, b-“
“No taking back wishes.” Ben answered impatiently. They then finally moved on Jasús, who was sweating a damn river.
“Jasús, I canonize you as the god of redemption. Although it is an ongoing journey, you picked yourself up off of the ground. You went from one of existence’s greatest threats to someone determined to extinguish the evil within it. As such, I give to you the power of a god and a crucifix. With this crucifix, you can ward off the evils that threaten the moral pollution of others.” Ben gave Jasús a simple, wooden crucifix with nothing but dots where the two hands and the feet would go, symbolizing nails. Jasús took the cross and slid it into his backpack, thanking Ben.
Next was King Funnyverse. “Lancer, I bestow upon you the title of god of creativity. Your mind is outside of the box dubbed normality, so much so that you are a god amongst the imaginative. I give to you power and a creature who can morph into whatever you wish it to be.” Ben held a complex, ever-morphing, 4th dimensional construct in their right hand, extending it out for Lancer to grab. He excitedly grabbed it and began to think of what he wanted it to be. After a few seconds, something came to mind.
“I’ll name you Nunn…and I want you to be a bat!” He requested. The shape obliged, turning into a small, adorable golden bat. It looked at him with happy, colorful eyes and instantly curled up in his hand. The sight of the small creature forced a smile of pure joy from the kid. How cute.
Then was Dekios. “Dekios, I canonize you as the god of judgment. You see things not from the lenses of how it conveniences you, but instead by if it makes sense by natural law. As such, I give to you power and the gavel of ultimatums.” Dekios was gifted with an absolutely MASSIVE gavel made from some unknown wood. There was a golden band around the part where the head and handle met with a scale engraved on it. While holding it, he felt odd. He felt as though he could make decisions that were only right. That’s not to say he felt infallible, but that he could only bring himself to do what's right. It was an awkward yet empowering feeling that subsided once he put the gavel away in his pocket-dimension satchel I never established him having. 
“Thanks!” He exclaimed, genuinely appreciating this badass weapon. Finally, no pushback against something!
Then Ben stood in front of Adam. “For you, I have a special guest.” Ben crouched down to the floor and put their hands in front of them, their pointer fingers pointing out. They then slowly raised as they drew the shape of a circle in front of them. They slowly backed away from the now gleaming shape. Familiar music began to play.
“Can you hear the silence?” Ben asked seemingly no one. This confused everyone but Adam, who’s next line was “Can you see the dark?”
“Can you fix the broken?” Ben and Adam asked in unison. 
“Can you feel…CAN YOU FEEL MY-“ Suddenly, from the rift Gad in all of his glory burst out, holding a weight marked with several Greek letters. 
To say everyone was shocked would be an understatement. It was Gad, the one who had not only defeated Azathoth but had also brought back Betatale. Here he was, standing before them all, radiating with complete chadliness. 
“Oh hey man, pleasure seeing you here. Thanks for bringing us all back.” Adam said. Gad smiled and nodded his head upward, showing respect.
“Aye, it’s nothin man. Ben needed me to give you your gift and canonization.” Gad explained.
“I cannot lift the weight that Gad is holding simply because it is the weight of this entire existence. Gad would like to give to you the heaviest of weights so that you may come to lift it and therefore all things.” Ben explained, with an odd hint of envy behind that robotic voice. 
Gad handed Adam the weight, proclaiming “Congratulations Adam, you’re the god of chads now. I would have taken the title myself, but eh, I didn’t feel it was necessary.” What a chad. Adam struggled to lift the weight, but he managed. He panted as he began curling it, getting more used to it. 
“Thanks…Gad…” Adam said between grunts. 
“Oh right! I also want to thank you Gad! You really helped us out back there and although it’s a shame we have to hunt down my mom’s stupid keys now, I’m beyond thankful that you brought our home back.” said Errrr404. Gad gave a thumbs up and a wink to Adam before vanishing. All that remains now is Error and Errrr404. Thank God, I want this fucking necessary but boring chapter to be over with.
“Error, I canonize you as the god of justice. Many times you have destroyed the evil whose verdict of death was long overdue. You spare the redeemable and bring about the necessary condemnation of the irredeemable. For your service, I give to you the power of a god and the flaming Sword of Uriel.” Ben pulled the holy sword out from their cloak and gently placed it into the hands of error. This was a divine relic! The archangel of wisdom’s sword had been passed down to HIM? But he was a sinner! Why was he given such responsibility?
Error was instantly overwhelmed with emotion, crying tears of joy and gratitude. He looked up above, to the highest zenith that was hidden from the naked eye, and thanked the Father Above who had helped his father slay Azathoth. 
“And for last I saved William Peterson, the original hero. To you, I gift a very important title: you are the god of balance. There is much chaos in this existence, so much so that it has tipped the balance of creation to the more undesirable end. Your efforts against Azathoth have slowly caused the balance to be evened out. Your duty now shall be to ensure that no drastic changes occur to existence. This is a massive duty, one that many have rejected. All the titles I have given to the others are ones that I knew they would happily accept, but for you there is complexity. As such, I must ask: do you accept this role?” Ben asked.
This was a very difficult decision for Errrr404. On one end, he just wanted to get this over with and live a peaceful life with his family. But on the other end, he questioned whether or not that would be possible if the Omniverse was plunged into chaos. Eventually, all of it would catch up to him. And should his family ride up against it (as they most likely would), he wanted to be able to combat the chaos with them. It was much better than the deli job he had back at home before all this had happened. He figured that a large chunk of that job could be fulfilled while trying to get to Chara and that whatever remained could be slowly dealt with. After the initial internal debate, Will accepted the role. For once in this entire scene, Ben smiled.
“I knew I could count on you, William. I now bestow you the title of the balance god. Alongside this I canonize you as the god of the Wi-Fi, the foundation of this existence. Wi-Fi is the surname given to what is essentially the foundation of reality. You have been given dominion over this so that you may also make sure the physical balance of existence is maintained. I give you the mainframe’s keyboard so that you may be able to manipulate the state of the Wi-Fi.” Errr404 grabbed and stared at the object. It was this really futuristic, blue keyboard comprised of energy and steel. It had all the buttons of a standard keyboard along with a mouse. It looked oddly complex, almost like each millimeter of it contained an abstract function. They all looked up at Ben, who was still smiling.
“You have now all been canonized as gods.”