Je and Rara's footsteps echoed on the cold obsidian floor.The interior of the Tower of Babel had no stairs. The room was a gigantic hollow cylinder, its height piercing the atmosphere. On the walls of the cylinder, thousands of black energy rings spun, humming like giant bees.And in the center of that empty tube, a single platform floated.There, Azazel waited.He no longer wore the golden armor they saw in the projection. He wore a robe woven from pure shadow. His gray skin glowed dimly. Three vertical eyes on his forehead stared at Je and Rara with terrifying calmness.In his hand, he held the Void Lance. The weapon had no physical blade; its tip was simply a tear in reality that sucked in surrounding light."You came," Azazel said. He didn't stand. He floated in a cross-legged sitting position in the air. "I can smell my brothers on your hands. Surya... Akhenaten... Winter... Dredd..."Azazel took a deep breath."The stench of their failure is pungent.""We came to add your smell

Earth's atmosphere tore apart.The Eclipse pierced through the Death Ray like a hot needle through butter. Their purple skin blistered, burned, and peeled, but the instant regeneration from the Lingam-Yoni Core kept knitting their flesh back together faster than it could be destroyed.The pain was absolute. But within that soul union, Je and Rara shared the burden.(It hurts, Je...)(Hold on, Honey. Bite me if you need to.)Inside their minds, Rara bit Je's soul shoulder. Pleasure and pain mixed, becoming nuclear fuel.They reached the surface of The World Eater.It wasn't just an eye. It was a living planet consisting of seas of fire and magma veins. The pupil was a Warp gate leading to nothingness."YOU... FLEAS..." The World Eater's voice echoed in the vacuum, entering directly into their brains.Thousands of fire tentacles emerged from the eye's surface, trying to catch The Eclipse."Cut them!"The six wings on The Eclipse's back turned into sharp energy blades. They spun like a d

The bonfire wasn't red or orange. It was light blue, the result of burning silver wood rich in magnesium.Je sat on a flat rock covered in mutant tiger skin. In his hand was a large cup of fermented drink served by the Dawnguard tribal chief. It tasted harsh, like swallowing liquid nails, but its warmth spread quickly through Je's still-bruised body."This world is drunk," Guntur commented, sitting next to Je while tuning his dragon-bone guitar with one real hand and one robot hand. "Look at the moon. Broke into three."Je looked up. True. In the night sky, clean of pollution, the Moon was no longer whole. Earth's satellite had cracked from the previous orbital battle, now split into three large fragments floating close together, bound by a ring of glowing dust."That's a monument, Gun," Je said softly. "A reminder that we once killed something that shouldn't be able to die."In the center of the bonfire circle, Rara was the center of attention.Je's undead wife was dancing. Not a gra

VROOOMMMMM!The sound of the Mecha-Butcher's rotary chainsaw sounded like the screams of thousands of souls in hell. Its industrial diamond blades spun at a speed that created a vortex, sucking up asphalt dust and blood remnants from the streets of Neo-Jakarta.The twenty-meter-tall giant robot took one step forward. The ground shook. Hundreds of living corpses stitched to its chest plate—acting as reactive armor, groaned in unison. They were still breathing, kept alive by nutrient fluid pumped through transparent tubes into their spines."YOU ALWAYS ACT SO MORAL, JE," Vina's voice echoed from the speakers on the robot's shoulders. "LET'S SEE. DO YOU HAVE THE HEART TO CUT THROUGH THESE INNOCENT CIVILIANS JUST TO REACH MY ENGINE CORE?""Vina is so stupid," Guntur spat on the asphalt, cocking his shotgun arm. "She forgot our Boss once made an asphalt road out of thousands of corpses in Semarang."Je didn't smile. His heterochromia eyes stared intently at the tortured human faces on the

The giant amalgamation roared. Its voice was a horrifying chorus of Je's groans and Rara's moans stacked into a single frequency that shattered the server glass around them.The ten-meter-tall creature had no symmetrical shape. Its right arm was a swollen mass of Dhampir muscle, while its left arm consisted of dozens of pale Rara arms twisting together to form one giant bone whip. On its chest, melting clone faces wailed in silence."It hurts... Je... Feels good... Deeper..."Obscene voices and fake memories spilled from the mouths on the monster's body. Vina was using their intimate recordings as a psychological weapon."That's not even my real moan!" Rara spat, her eyes narrowing in pure disgust. "My voice is way more melodic than that!""Let's revise their sound," Je grinned savagely, his Claymore radiating a black aura that absorbed the remaining light in the room.The monster lunged. Its bone whip arm slashed toward Je.SWOOOSH!Its speed was absurd for its size. The bone whip sl