Matem's Self Doppelganger was delighted.
He was now the real Matem.
How long had he waited for this day?
Since the day Matem entered the Wasteland and discovered his Doppelganger talent.
As [Self], the first to be split off, yet always hidden deep within him as his final trump card.
He had been looking forward to this day all along.
Now, he was Matem.
Inside the locomotive.
Having abandoned [World] as its carriage, it raced along at incredible speed.
"Hahahaha, that idiot of an original, trying to become some True God, staying in that rotten world for all those years. What a coward."
"But it's all good now. I'm the real Matem. All I need to do is find any old city, buy a few carriages, start over, and regain a Transcender's power bit by bit."
"Then I'll be the strongest Train Conductor! Hahahahaha!"
Matem laughed wildly. As the [Self] Doppelganger, he was also the only one who had inherited the talent.
Even after the original's death, he could still create new Doppelgangers.
However, with himself serving as a cautionary example.
He had no intention of creating the [Self] Doppelganger again.
"And that Train Conductor, heehee, he should have died in the jaws of those monsters that came out of that door by now."
"Too bad. He seemed to have plenty of powerful things I won't be getting my hands on."
"If I ever get a chance to visit that Platform World again..."
"Hm? What's that sound?"
Rattle-
Chains rattled.
Matem turned his head in confusion, only to suddenly see a Dark Gold Chain behind him, extending endlessly out of space.
"What the hell is that!? Shit! Stay away!"
He tried to dodge, but the chain bound him in an instant.
"Ah!!"
The chain tightened, leaving him completely unable to