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Cosmic Saints: Revival

The world is destroyed. For over 12 years, the villains parade their victory with any survivors left at their mercy. That is, until they get wind that something is wrong, and there is a disturbance in the air.

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12 Chs

Jesteros Arcana

The gang left from Codiza, letting him finish up and walked around more. Magna saw the lab where he was born, and carved the binary code for "Knowledge" into the wall. He then wondered about his parents. Doctor April and O'Neil were basically his parents since they created him, and he was worried for them. But he knew he had to make sure that everything was safe for them to return first. The Traitors were going to come for them now, so they had to be ready. But suddenly, he started to hear what sounded like carnival music playing, and a single card was left on the ground. When Magna picked it up, he saw that it was a tarot card, The Magician. But sneakily behind it, was the Joker card.

"The laughing jester, so unassuming in his goofy appearance. He makes jokes, he does tricks, he makes everyone laugh. Yet no one assumes he's of the higher class of sorcerer that mastered his own Matrix." someone said. Magna turned around, but then leaned backward from a kick, and jumped back to get a better look. But he then had to jump up from a summoned beast that came from underneath him. It was obvious his opponent didn't want to be looked at, but Magna looked anyways. It was a tall man that looked like a jester, his hair was in sections and had bells on each one, his outfit was just a jester's outfit split in two at the waist to show his stomach, and had teardrop patters near his eyes. Magna aimed his fingers and shot beams of scalding energy at him, recognizing him as a Traitor, but the beams seemed to curve upwards away from him as soon as he gestured his finger upwards.

"Oh no no no no no no. You can't just expect me to dodge or lay there and tank it like some meat-headed brute. This is a battle of the domain. Who's is better, mine or yours?" the jester said. Magna didn't understand what he was talking about, but didn't care since he was most likely just trying to confuse him. After he landed, he ran up and tried to attack with his bare hands, but the jester was surprisingly adept at hand to hand combat, his movements were wild and unpredictable. "Didn't you hear me before, this isn't some hair brained fist fight, we're putting all our powers on display!" the jester yelled in excitement as he grabbed Magna, spinning him around until launching him in the air, following him before trapping him in a hoop. Magna couldn't make any sense of his attacks, all of them seemed random and wild, nothing he was used to at all. The jester then let go, sending Magna through a large hoop that warped him into the sky, where a massive hand was coming down to grab him.

"How the hell, can no one see this massive thing?" he asked himself, charging energy into his eyes to blast the hand off of him. He looked around and couldn't see the city or anything. The jester reappeared, floating on top of a large beach ball. "Oh no no no. No outside assistance this time. And you don't seem to understand how these powers of ours work, so let me explain real quick." he said while binding Magna in place.

"The nature of power is Evolution through Foundation, which exists all throughout the multiverse. Yes, I said multiverse. Our world is just one of an infinite amount of worlds, and each has their own version of power. Earlier I mentioned Domains, which is very important. We all have our own inner domain where power exists and dwells. Our domains override reality, or rather it seems to overlap it." he explained. Magna just looked bored and broke from his binds, and kicked the jester to the ground. "I already know this. Enough grand standing. We're fighting, now get your ass in third gear yeah? Better yet, allow me." he said as he made his fist expand. He then began to swing it around like a whip, gaining momentum. The jester seemed to be writhing on the floor however, gripping his head and speaking gibberish.

"What in hell's name?" Magna thought to himself as he looked at the jester grip his head in pain. It sounded like two voices were arguing with each other. Magna carefully approached, and the jester looked at him with tears in his eyes and only said "Please..save me". He used a binding spell, making sure the jester couldn't move, then began to chant in binary code. The jester began to spit up an oily black substance that swirled and took a humanoid form. Magna undid the bindings, and the jester stood up with a large smile on his face. "300 years. And I'm finally free. AND I FEEL WONDERFUL!!!" he yelled, laughing into the sky. His appearance didn't change, but he was a lot more cheerful than before. "Thank you for freeing me. I'm called Jesteros Arcana, and I'm ready for payback against this fiend that took hold of my body. Now, all magicians have tricks that dazzle the mind. Such as spitting scalding fire!" he yelled as he inhaled deeply, then blew out a massive wall of flames at the substance, but it slithered away. Jesteros manifested a top hat, and pulled it back out seemingly out of nowhere, and trapped it in a marble. 

"I believe your masters will be surprised to know the tables are turning. Oh and...sorry for bringing you here....whatever here is. What's happened?" he asked Magna. Magna filled him in on everything that's happened from his own memory, which surprised Jesteros. They then heard applause, and Magna saw Merlin, Morgan, G, and Shikom clapping, which ticked him off. "You idiots saw all that and didn't think to jump in?! I was getting my metallic ass handed to me here!!" he asked, running at everyone and making Jesteros laugh.