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Chuckling at the detached voice I looked around at the area we now found ourselves in as Gaia soon joined us. The Lunaris covered in blood and some flesh, fur, scales, and feathers from deceased idiots storming the tower due to Prophets machinations. Seeing the blood covered Pal and her smiling brightly as she twirled around me. The teen had a panic attack, Prophets influence on him turning almost rabid as the Ancient tried harder to influence failure of execution. Yet when his influence tried to spread, blood red visible Palsium seemed to strike the teen.

Cuts as if slashed by a sword all of a sudden covered his body in places. Slowly forming a seal of sorts that seemed to cut off any Palsium from escaping the teens body as the cuts carved themselves into his flesh.

"None of that mutt, you're NOT allowed to play deity in MY prison and domain. Just sit back and watch your toy die a miserable death like they deserve for following you. You deserve it, you put me here, deny me my death even now, and helped torture new borns then sealed them in suspended animation. For these actions and all your actions in the then and now, you shall accept the outcomes you can't control."

The Bushi in the shrine shook, the corpse slowly raising its head, an eye cracking open as flesh long gone stiff parted. A crimson eye with a slitted pupil leering at the teen. Along the Bushi's neck and face cracks can be seen healing closed once more just to preserve the corpse of the just as ancient Pal. However, when its words finished a section of a lab wall exploded outwards, a rather massive Pal coming out of what should have been a cell. The Pal in question looked almost exactly like a chimera, but different as well. As well it looked like a more buff chimera due to also slapping the Pal equivalent of a Behemoth into its genetics.

The head of a Jetragon looked directly at us, while a strange serpent tail of a more snake-like Pal, 'Servia', looked almost catatonic. Compared to the two actually catatonic Incinram and Kitsune heads that hung limply with drool coming out of their mouths. The Chimeric Pal's body is a black and red coloration with icy blue highlights along its fur that leaked frost. While the serpent tail is a green and poisonous looking purple coloration.

"I think I just found my soul animal in a different world. But I can tell it's been fucked up…" 

As I spoke I grabbed the teens left leg at the hip and discharged a Shadow burst down his leg. Causing the worthless Human to scream with his leg essentially disappearing entirely. The Pal, I'll just dub Kimera, looked at the screaming teen with indifference until its eyes dilated. A low deranged growl coming out of the only fully functional head, yet the Kimera doesn't approach us. Looking at Lovander, I nod and she picks the teen up like luggage before chucking him near the Kimera. As the teen lands the other cells seem to open up and the remaining five pals here slowly come out of them.

Three came out together, they looked like Anubis's, but darker and more corrupted. Given that they're Anubis and look like they have literal soul abilities it's best to classify them as Styx and Stygians. Due to the fact two are males from their bone structures and protectively guarding a larger female Anubis which would be the Styx. While the other two are a Pal that is in fact a GIANT Kitsune with not the normal amount of tails, but twenty-five tails instead, and something that's NOT Palsuim leaking from its body. It's body that's become black with dark purple markings as if corrupted with madness and something darker. Yet the fox was AWARE and in control… yet it very likely evil in nature so a Nogitsune.

The last was a moving corpse… the corpse of a Shadow Beak. The mask of a Cawgnito hiding what was likely a majority of its exposed skull as the Undead Pal walked out slowly and carefully. As if determining its future actions that were soon forgotten once it saw the "gift" and what was connected to the "gift." Sighing as we listened to the terrified and dying screams of the teen I studied the Pals before me. They all had visible scarring and twitches as if expecting something bad to happen at any second. The Kimera, however, I noticed the catatonic heads and partially catatonic one recovering.

Cyan green flames and dark fog surrounding them as if healing them using the teens life to jumpstart the recovery. Looking towards the ancient swordsman I spoke loud intentionally while beginning to move towards the ancient computers. The Ancient chuckling to himself as he said a string of numbers that inputted before the machines came to life.

"While the children vent most of their anger, I'll be looking through the computers to learn what was going on here."

"177245385091, something about food called lemon pie."

I really couldn't help but be amused and exasperated at the password being the square root of Pi. Fucking Outsiders and their wicked ways of humor, especially math nerds and puzzlers. Looking through the ancient machine logs I couldn't help noticing something. There's a Pal missing. A very dangerous one that literally kills itself just to do what it was created for. Downloading everything into my tablet that appears suddenly, through the tablet I forcibly returned all Pals back home to their balls. Including my past life's body that's registered as ALIVE due to how much a certain Pal cared for it. Though when my body was stored inside my tablet, it deleted itself with a message appearing on the screen. My clothes forcibly changed themselves.

[WARSECT PALLADIUM ARMOR CREATED

"Don't let her hold onto the past child, I do this out of love and care for her and you who are I. The past should be laid to rest and these old bones used for good."]

Looking at my 3D avatar on the tablet I sighed very tiredly. My clothes have literally become the FO:NV Ranger Armor. Although the remnants of Iroh seemed to have modified it to be more Warsect in style, and with gauntlets covering most of my forearms. At least the giant bug had style with knowing I wouldn't like bulky armor. Though I still moved with a purpose, registering the Spheres that the children locked her belong to to me. Thus returning them and my companions right as a clown looking Hyena like Pal appeared from nowhere. Dark purple and Golden eyes looking right at me.

The Prophet and the Ancient called Night Song looking at me through the Pals eyes with hatred and sadness. Smiling softly I laughed as if what was about to wasn't an issue while speaking.

"I forgive you, Jökulsnótt. You were the best adoptive daughter I or Gaia could ask for."

The Pal, called Jeckle in the records, had its mouth shot open, almost snapping the top half of its head from the lower half entirely. As a watery wave of space crashed into me while surging out of the Pals mouth. The dark purple eye trembled. The sound of water over taking my senses as everything went dark, Cetalyn screaming like a wounded beast. The faint sound of a fleshy explosion sounding with what sounded like a raging fire cutting something.

Here we go again… but it's not over… your head will be mine, UNGRATEFUL CHILD….