{I just thought Duck Duck's ultimate line was pretty cool. Old Yang and Duck Duck were different, or rather, every Herrscher of Reason was different.}
Welt watched Joachim smile as he slowly faded away. The remaining brilliant, pure blue motes drifted toward him. He instinctively caught them and held them in his palm. He accepted that blessing!
Crack.
Crash!
The sky, the earth, and the sea all split apart with cracks. Welt watched everything begin to shatter, smiling calmly.
He was not afraid of this apocalyptic sight of heaven and earth collapsing, because he knew that the dream... was time to wake from!
Meanwhile, within the asteroid belt, Theresa sat on a white Food Stall chair with her long legs clad in white stockings crossed. A small round table stood beside her, and across from her, a Puppet wearing an Aha mask was playing cards with Theresa.
"A pair of aces."
Bomb!
"How many bombs is that now? You're cheating again?"
"You lose!"
Theresa pulled out another sticker and pasted it onto Aha's face—or rather, onto the mask. Aha happily let her do it.
After all, He had been rather bored lately.
{Aha wholesales bombs, Sparkle wholesales Puppets, Theresa wholesales masks. Fun~}
That was right, Aha was playing cards with Theresa! At this moment, Aha's Puppet face was covered in all kinds of little stickers. He had already lost over a dozen rounds, and cheerful Theresa had plastered His face full of them.
In truth, He had not been playing seriously at all. He was merely humoring Theresa's antics. Now that the Immortal Dragon was living in another universe, He had been drawn here by the Cocoon of Light condensed by Welt out of boredom.
He had even wanted to stick His most powerful Narrative Pulse Bomb onto Welt's Cocoon