“I should tell the public I'm not against them...but I also should ask Luxu about helping me make a Keyblader school...” I mumble while looking over my list. “But I also have to help with wedding preparations...and figure out what weapon I'm gonna train with next…” I mutter, pacing back and forth while trying to figure out what to do. “Feel happy, but damn do I have a lot of stuff to do.” I sigh out.

“Well it should be easy to ease the public at least.” Celestia said, reading a book. “A public speech from me, you, and Luna should settle them enough.”

“Besides, Drezke took your darkness out and now it’s going wild. Who knows what Rejection is out there doing.” Twilight added, writing something down in a notebook.

“Ben!” I heard someone shout before Momonga teleported in with his Guild Leader staff, all his best gear, and what I thought was a giant bag of holding on his back.

“What's wrong?” I ask him, the Elder Lich seeming like he just saw death itself.

“Rejection...he killed everyone…” Momonga told me, making me go stock still.

“Oh no…” I mutter.

“Even with all their strength and abilities...even when they were resurrected...he cut them all down…” Momonga told me in honest fear. “I've...never seen anyone that strong.”

“Mother of fuck.” I sigh out, rubbing my temple. “Damn...he works too fast…”

“Why did he attack you though, also, Ben...who is he?” Rarity asked.

“Girls, this is Momonga, leader of the guild Ainz Ooal Gown. He's a friend I met on a world travel. He's a human like me but...he became like that from different circumstances.” I explain.

“Well...I see Ben wasn't joking.” The Elder Lich says honestly. “But why he attacked...he said he was ‘taking care of Ben’s good deeds’.” Momonga told us.

“So...he’s trying to ruin Ben’s good name?” Pinkie asked.

“Um, guy’s…” We all turned to the doorway, seeing Gilda walk in. “I was just in the garage and that ship that was Braig’s is...going nuts, like an alarm going off.”

“Ah shit.” I frown. “Sorry girls, talk to Momonga and tell him about our world, maybe give him a keyblade I don't know.” I say before bolting off towards Braig’s ship, hoping Rejection wasn't destroying Knowhere.

When I arrived there was a rather loud alarm going off and a red light flashing from somewhere. I ran in and managed to turn it off and saw there was a message on the display. I clicked play, and a video with that alien woman thing that told Braig and I about where to find masters and gave him that weird weapon appeared.

”Braig, if you’re getting this that means Knowhere’ going to hell in a handbasket. Some look-alike of your apprentice is here just wrecking the place! Him and some group of chicks with scythes like Ramilua are massecuring everyone. They’re using those freaky monsters too. If you’re getting this, don’t come back here. I’ll likely dead, and I’m sending you coordinates to my wearhouse. Take it all you horder. She chuckled as the video ended.

“No…” I mumbled, not believing Rejection would do this. “God damn it…” I sigh out. “I saved all the monsters thankfully...that world is probably burned to the ground…” I sigh out, before leaving the ship. “Damn it to hell.” I mutter, wondering what other world he's going to burn so he can become a Psychopath if that grin means anything. “I should warn everybody.” I mutter while rushing off to my fiances and friend.

As I ran back to the room with my wives and Momonga were...and ran into a room where Spoiled clones were each holding someone at Scythe point by their necks...and Rejection sitting across the room. “Hi there Ben.” He said, reading a book and turning the page.

“Let them go.” I tell them. “Your fight is with me, not them.” I frown, trying not to look scared at my loved ones and friend being held captured.

“Oh relax, I’m not going to kill them, that would just be too easy now wouldn’t it?” He asked as he turned another page. “Funny, the whole time we were here, the book we read some were parodies of ones from earth. Everything is fanfiction I suppose.”

“That depends on how you look at it.” I frown. “But why are you killing so many innocents?” I ask, not sure what to do with everyone at blade point. “And why are you here?”

“I’m killing them because it’s what we thought about. And I’m here to remind you of that fact.”

“The hell are you talking about? I didn't think about killing any of them.” I tell him, honestly confused on what he was talking about. “The people of Ainz Ooal Gown, everyone that lived on Knowhere...I never once thought about killing them.”

“Heh, lie to yourself all you want.” He said, tossing the book behind him. “But I remember. Every time someone picked on us, shoved us, hit us, we got a brief flash, a little clip show, them, dead, with us over them. Their blood on our hands, it became a subconscious habit after a time. Any time anyone did something that triggers a snap or snark from you, there was that clip show, and no one was safe from it. Not even your beloveds here, especially when they left to try and train on another world. Man, that was some dark thoughts.”

“LIAR!” I shouted at him. “I would never do something like that! Never!” I barked, glaring at Rejection but knowing if I made a move to attack everyone would get hurt.

“Ah, but here’s the proof.” He said, pulling out a castle oblivion card. He tossed it on the floor and some kind of holo screen popped up...showing memories of mine...but, they were people that I remembered picked on me...and from my perspective...I was murdering them. “Kids, adults, teachers, didn’t matter who, if they wronged you, you thought of how to kill them.”

“LIES!” I barked, tears filling my eyes and shaking my head. “This isn't true, that isn't something I would do.”

“Really? Then pray tell, why did the clone of you god left on earth go so rouge? He was like you in every way, and he’s a Psychopath now. This,” Rejection said, walking up to me and pointing at the holo screen playing those...things. “Is our true nature, we crave blood, murder, carnage. Why deny what you are when you’ve seen a you that embraced it?”

“Because…” I growled, my hands shaking in rage. “Because…” I say again, looking around to all my fiances and friend. “Because I have a family. I have friends. And I'd be damned if I chose such a path that would harm the people I care about.” I tell him, starting to calm myself down. “I have people who love and care about me, not people that a dick waffle like you would see as blood bags waiting to be ripped apart.” I told him bluntly. “I deny what you say because I'm not a Psychopath, I'm not someone who loves mindless bloodshed, and I'm not like you who's been crippling my life when everything looked terrible.” I explained. “That person maybe me, but he's someone that lost all hope in life and decided to mindlessly kill everything. That’s.Not.Me.”

Rejection chuckled. “Maybe.” He said, summoning his Duskblade. “But that’s because you’re lacking me now.” The Spoiled’s all vanished, my family and friend being released as Rejection just stood across from me. “We are a host for them Ben, weather you and I are together when they come to claim us or not is irrelevant. Also, I figured I’d give you something from my trip to Knowhere.” Rejection said as he reached into his pocket, and pulled out a heart. “It’s that weapon dealer that you met, felt sentimental, so…” Rejection hand then pulsated with darkness...and crushed it, shattering like glass and fading away. “Just thought I’d share her last moments with you.”

Rejection felt something cut him from one cheek to another. “You just don't understand how to leave well enough alone…” I say, Reunion in my hand and dripping with darkness from cutting Rejection.

Rejection felt the cut across his face, and smiled. “Now that’s interesting. Very interesting.” He said, a DTD opening under him. He fell in and it closed just as fast as it opened.

Reunion disappeared and I looked at the ground where Rejection left. “And...he's gone…” I muttered, my shoulders starting to shake as I tried to keep my tears at bay. “Damn it...damn it all…” I whisper sadly, looking at the others. “You all okay?” I ask, fearing they'll see me as a monster from those…’memories’.

“We’re good, though, we should be asking you that.” Rainbow said. “Man, they told us about the people you deal with...but actually seeing one of them is…” Silence then drew an invisible line across her neck. “Yeah, that.” Rainbow agreed.

“This is why I didn't want any of you involved in my problems.” I tell them. “But...please believe me, I didn't think of what Rejection said or showed...I'm not a Psychopath who wants to kill everyone…” I say, bordering on pleading for them to believe me.

“Relax Ben, we believe you.” Luna said, the others agreeing.

“Yeah, that Rejection is just a meanie.” Derpy said. “Has nothing else better to do other than hurt other people.”

“Yeah…” I sniffle. “God...I have a lot of work to do…” I say sadly. “I have to tell the public about a keyblader school to help train people...I need to keep myself from breaking down half the time...and I need to help with wedding preparations…” I sigh out and rub my temple gently.

“We can address the public about the Keyblade school and Rejection.” Celestia said, Luna nodding.

“It’s true, the both of us telling it will not gain a word speaking otherwise.” Luna added.

“I can help keep you sane~” Derpy said almost sing songy.

“And the rest of us are already brainstorming wedding ideas and researching the cultures of our other soon-to-be-brides home nations.” Rarity added.

“True.” I nod gently. “But I need Luxu, Terra, Aqua and Ventus on bored...even though Ventus is with his real family if memory serves and I sadly forgot where Terra and Aqua are…” I sigh out.

“Where's the library?” Momonga asks curiously.

“Down the hall, five doors to the left.” I say while pointing it out, the skeletal lich nodding and heading off to do some much needed research. “So...what should I do right now?” I ask the others, not entirely sure what to do and feeling like crap at the moment.

“I’ll be happy to help.” Derpy said, coming up behind me and giving me a hug. “Been going to special pregnancy yoga classes so let’s see how well those classes are paying off~”

“You girls are insatiable sometimes you know that?” I chuckle, nuzzling Derpy lovingly. “But...something to help take my mind off of stuff like this would be okay.”

When I finished up with Derpy...that yoga is totally paying off, I went to check on things. I ran into Pinkie and Twin eating cereal in the kitchen. “Hi Ben.” Twin said.

“Hello.” I say with a nod. “How are you two doing?”

“We’re doing alright.” Pinkie said.

“Yeah, went to get the mail, Luna and Celestia left a bit ago to Canterlot to address the public about your Keyblade school being built and to inform them about Rejection.” Twin added.

“Also, you got this.” Pinkie said, handing me a letter...from Daybreak.

“I mean...I know Joy’s in Daybreak but wonder why I got a letter…” I mutter while taking the letter and opening it, wondering what the message was.

Dear Ben,

Daybreak Council is summoning you as per request of our science division for research involving Nobodies. Please at your quickest convenience, reply a denial or arrive to agree or deny the request. If you do participate, Daybreak will supplement you accordingly.

Signed.

Twilight Sparkle.

“Well looks like I'm going to Daybreak.” I say while folding the letter. “Hooray...at least everyone's got things covered hopefully.” I sigh out while summoning Reunion and opening a DTL to Daybreak. “Tell the others I'll be back, just gonna do some things.” I say while entering the door and it closed behind me.

As I exited the door and entered Daybreak I looked around. “Okay...so where be the science division?” I mutter to myself, wondering if I'll see Joy here as well. I started to walk around, wondering if the people here were okay from the attack Joy told me about.

Aside from some damage to streets and buildings, Daybreak seemed fine, repairs were being done quick and without inconvenience to shops and such. The people were all walking around like that attack didn’t happen. I finally made my way to the castle and upon entering, a receptionist lead me to the science division. Once there I saw people in lab coats walking around all over the place.

“Yo, Twilight called me here.” I say to the people in lab coats, hoping to learn why I'm needed.

“Over there, down the lab by the floating heart.” I looked, seeing Ansem the Wise pointing me in the right direction.

“Can't wait.” I mutter while walking in the right direction to the heart. “This will be an interesting conversation…”

Walking down the lab, passed machines and other scientists, I finally found Twilight and a heart floating next to her, she looked up and saw me. “Oh, Ben. Good, you made it.”

“Greetings.” The heart spoke...in Core’s voice.

“Howdy Core.” I say. “Hello Twilight, what do you need?” I ask, wondering what Nobody business needed to be talked about.

“Well, as you know Daybreak has a lot of information on all sorts of enemies, Heartless, Dream Eaters, thanks to the Foretellers retrieving that lost information, but we still don’t have much on Nobodies, and lately with the recent attack of some hybrid Nobodies and the appearance of 13 and a whole new type of what seems to be a Nobody parasite, we need all the data we can gather.” Twilight explained.

“I have no idea about the Nobody Parasite. Also Joy explained some things to me while he was here during the attack.” I say. “So what kind of tests do you need done? Cause...honestly I haven't summoned Nobodies in a while to be perfectly honest.” I say sheepishly.

“Well it’s simple, follow me.” Twilight said, leading me, Core’s heart following, somehow, to a large machine with thirteen large containers, two of which were holding things, one holding...a Nobody slug, and the other...Roxas? “They were retrieved by Joy in the attack, he got that slug out of 13 there, and he’s been unconscious ever since. The slug itself has some very strange qualities. Anyway, the eleven other containers just put one of each of your nobodies in them and the machine will scan and identify them.”

I raised an eyebrow, curious as to why Roxas was there and unconscious with the slug. “That's strange…” I mutter before snapping my fingers, the containers filling with each Nobody besides Medics or that weird wolf Nobody I kind of forgot about. “Roxas said…” I trailed off, confused on how he was still here.

“He can use Keyblades, we have them over there.” Twilight said, I looked over and on a table were an Oathkeeper and Oblivion. “They haven’t disbanded either. A Spoiled clone was controlling both him, and the hybrid Nobodies in the attack. This is the only slug recovered, so we don’t know what happened. Joy tried to control them, but they resisted.”

“Joy told me that there are Heartless inside them…” I say, starting to think. “Maybe it's because the heartless taking over the Nobody...that stopped him from taking control.”

“That’s what I theorized, and when the Nobody should have been killed, the Heartless took over, able to control both their abilities, and the Nobodies. One thing that was seen was that every Heartless that was seen inside a Nobody was a Pureblood, none were emblem heartless.”

“Maybe it's because Purebloods can morph to fit certain things?” I ask. “I mean, Emblem Heartless have a more defined and solid body...Purebloods are just shadows given a solid form...maybe they just shoved Purebloods into the Nobodies, and the Nobodies were nothing but suits…” I say, thinking about how such a thing was possible.

“Well, we theorized that it’s the lack of Hearts, Nobodies are bodies without a heart, and Emblem heartless are hearts take by darkness, but Pureblood Heartless are just darkness, no hearts, so there’s no risk of some fusion mishap.”

“True.” I nodded. “Jeez...first they abuse Darkness, then Void...now they want to abuse Nothingness? They understand none of the consequences their heading towards.” I frown. “So, anything else you need besides the Nobodies?” I ask, hearing them ask about their hearts.

“Yes, we need you to examine the Nobody slug Joy captured, it’s right here.” Twilight said, walking over and leading me to a capsule that held a Nobody slug. “As far as we do know, only sentient life forms can have Nobodies, we want to know if at all this thing was sentient, or somehow a parasite they made into a Nobody.”

“Right then.” I nod before raising my hand up. “Haven't done this in a while…” I mutter while my hand glowed white, trying to get a feel for the slug and sense if it had a voice at all. “And if this doesn't work at all...then my assistant can help.” I mutter, hoping my powers can help more than just looking at the Assistant for everything.

I listened, normally hearing something right away but...Something’s not right. “Greetings.” I opened my eyes. I was in a black void of sorts, and behind me was Spoiled sitting on an old stone throne. “I figured you’d mess with my Parasite.”

“Ah, Spoiled.” I nodded. “How are you doing?” I ask casually.

“Good, Core was holding back on us. He had some experiments he never even brought out. I’ve been having fun with them.”

“Maybe it's because Core, even in his life, had some boundaries and didn't want you all to know the shit he does.” I suggest.

She grinned. “Whatever the case, the slug that Parasite came from came from a world called Rapture, they had them inside little girls, producing some special chemical. So, Core managed to produce a Heartless version of it, and the Nobody version you are using. The heartless version once inside a host produces mass amounts of Darkness, and the Nobody version allows control over the host it’s in, alive, dead, Nobody...or Heartless.”

“Of course.” I sigh out, rubbing my temple. “So, let me ask you this. Why are you still fighting the Light when there’s dozens of worse things out there?” I ask her simply. “Like say Psychopaths that will kill you and everyone you follow for shits and giggles.”

“Yes, the Psychopaths...Core’s main goal, unstable, and far too risky, uncontrollable. I’m after their...lesser half, just as powerful, far more controllable. Insanities. A Psychopath host half able to carry all that mentality and pain, while they don’t gain all the fancy blood spills, they get twisted and turned into something just as evil.”

“That doesn't solve the fucking problem though.” I frown. “That's like saying ‘I'm not gonna eat cheese cake cause I'm on a diet, let me just eat red velvet cake instead’. You can't have it both ways without something fucking up royally.”

She chuckled. “Then it’s a good thing I have a friend in this regard.” She said, A person emerged from the shadows behind her. It was a teenage girl, thin, short, black hair, ash grey skin, red pupils, grey whites. “This is Kora, she’s a special race called Sub-humans. While Cript and his family said all that is good, they aid all that is bad in the worlds.”

Kora nodded. “I offered Spoiled here the information to control the Insanities, how to produce one, and when she has one under her thumb, I’ll show her how to put a Psychopath on a leash.”

“Let me ask...why are a ton of people blind?” I ask curiously. “Why do a ton of people cause such pointless fucking wars, knowing full well it's pointless, but continue anyway? Why do people believe they can just dick around with things way above what they know and get away with it? Why?” I ask them. “Since you two seem so smart here and believe this shit.”

“It’s a fact Ben.” I turned around, seeing Cript walk up next to me. “Kora, you’re doing well.”

“Creator.” She bowed.

“Wait, what?” Spoiled and I both said, looking at the two.

“Excuse me but...some explanations are needed here.” I say worriedly. “I know you’re an admin and you create things but...wat?” I ask worriedly.

“It was a long time ago Ben… to put it simply, there is one Fact that binds all the realities and life itself together. Do you know what that fact is?”

“It better not be fucking hatred.” I frown.

“War. Before there was anything, there were Admins, the first ever of their race. They just existed, did nothing but wait for nothing to come in a time when there wasn’t even void. One day, one of them discovered Code, the building blocks of everything...and soon after, Death, murder. That gave birth to the Psychopaths, and War. They nearly wiped themselves out completely. Those who survived split their reality into the infinite we live in now, and split off into many groups. The group my old boss came from for a time lost Code, and found it again generations later, and generations for an Admin...it’s incalculable. Not all of them could use it properly, but those that could created their own realms, the original Admin of this realm made it to constantly create and operate without any overseeing whatsoever.

“It was like that for eternity...till I came along, every reflections of me born to become a Psychopath or Insanity...save for me. My whole reason for existing was to tip the scale of balance, for the worst, but me defying my reflective destiny changed a lot, but I still tipped the scale, this time though...for good...or so I fully thought. I realized that War is a fact no reality can’t exist without, every world has war, it’s a Fact, like Psychopaths, Adam and Eve, Cain and Abel. All facts constantly being replayed in every way. When I beat my realms Cain, the first Psychopath in my realm, and Joshua, the first Insanity of my realm, I tipped the scales too much. Light was taking over darkness, stars grew too big, matter itself was becoming unstable, so, I spawned in countless Shadow Creatures to balance it out quickly, but it was temporary, I needed something that can keep my, and my families tipping the scales into the light even with darkness...and from there, I made the Sub-Humans, not directly to attack, just find darkness existing, and make it grow into something to start another war to balance out a realm.

“Not my proudest moment, not by far, but necessary. They do what is needed to keep light in check, and I and my family do what is needed to keep the dark in check, a War neverending, for creation itself can’t exist without it. Sad and fucked up I know, but that’s Creation.”

I looked at him, at the Sub-human, and at Spoiled. “Huh…” I start. “And here I told Core that books don't mirror life. But I guess I was wrong and how absolute bullshit everything is!” I bark and fling my arms in the air. “You can have balance without War! Why do people forget that, I mean fuck. War, as it has been explained by both songs, people, writing and history, is that war is, nine times out of ten, a massive mistake that can turn what once was supposed to do something important, into mindless bloodshed that helps no one!” I tell them. “I haven't been alive for fuck knows how long, but I know, for a fact, that life could continue in balance without War. Besides, it's shit like this,” I motion to literally nothing in particular. “That's causing all of this! Now I know you could say that War is a self fulfilling prophecy, and christ knows how bullshit easy stopping some of those can be, but come on. The more you feed War the more pointless it seems! Why feed into a damned idea when it does nothing more than kills and destroys so much and solves so fucking little!?!” I shout, barely knowing anything about the greater scheme of things and Cript knew that, but I needed to vent hard.

“...A million years Ben.” Cript said, gaining my attention. “To prove a Fact wrong takes one planet to live without it for one million years. You think you can make a world, and make it go that long without War, or Murder?” Cript asked me. “Cause by proving a fact wrong, will cause all Creation to rewrite how it holds itself together, and what it could use might be worse than just War and Murder. Ben, in my opinion, we are already in the best option.”

“My power is Nothingness, so I am outside the realm of Light and Darkness. Balance, Harmony, Equality, such things have been talked about, preached, represented, and so much more for so long...how can those be worse?” I ask him. “Everything has a good and bad side to it...but having Light look good and Darkness look evil in so many ways only makes the ‘best option’ look a tad worse. Shits not black and white.” I tell him.

Cript chuckled, and gave me a smile. “I was hoping one of you kids would try and outdo me. Make me proud Ben, and here, a good luck charm.” He said, handing me a Keychain, it was a black Biohazard Symbol. “I’ll let you wrap this up, and Kora?”

“Yes?” Kora asked.

“Make things interesting, can’t be too easy for them.”

She chuckled. “It’s what I was made for.” WIth that, both Kora and Cript vanished.

“Well that was...informative.” Spoiled said. “So all creation is held by war...and you want to change that?”

“Of course.” I tell her. “Someone's gotta do it, can't be like this forever.” I say honestly. “Only a blind retard would say everything is perfect while seeing world's be turned into barren wastelands covered in billions of corpses. Even if your the winner...would all the deaths, sacrifices, destruction, and loss be worth it? What would you do with all the power in your victory...and end up with nothing?” I ask ask her.

“Laugh. After all, the Winner in this war, claims the life of All of Creation. I used to think life itself was rather pointless, so, might as well make it null entirely. Oh Rejection.”

Someone grabbed my shoulder, turning around, I saw Rejection there...he was mutated, Dragoon wings sticking out of his back, an arm like a Berserker, and a mouth like a Dusks. “Till next time Ben!” Using his Berzerker arm, he slammed me to the ground.

I blinked, nearly jumping as I found myself back in the Lab, Twilight next to me. “What happened, you were focusing for a while.” She asked.

“Got an information dump, told a creator of existence I'm going to rewrite existence and show him facts are retarded…” I trail off and shook my head. “Just a bunch of things.” I say while looking at my hand, seeing the Biohazard keychain there. “Wonder why Cript gave me this…?” I think to myself. “Anyways, apparently those things are Parasites, made in Rapture. Nobodies can control practically anything, from Nobodies to Heartless, dead or alive.” I tell her.

“Wow...that’s...amazing. Bad, but amazing! I’ll go inform Ansem and we’ll compile the data.” Twilight left, and I looked at the Keychain.

Curious, I summoned Reunion. “Okay...let's see.” I mutter while switching keychains. “I hope I didn't fuck up.” I mutter worriedly.

What appeared was a black Keyblade, black tendrils crawling up the handle, forming the blade and wrapping around each other rather tightly til it reached the tip, a large black biohazard symbol wrapped in the dark tendrils. I then checked the Assistant.

Biohazards Curse.

One of Cript’s Soul Blades, it gaines extra strength from the wielders own darkness.

Att: 8 (Base) (With Darkness +0: No darkness in Wielder)

Def: 5 (Base) (With Darkness +0: No Darkness in Wielder)

Mag: 4 (Base) (With Darkness +0: No Darkness in Wielder)

“Interesting.” I say while switching back to Reunion. “Getting more Keyblades technically but most aren't Nothingness based...not surprised though.” I mutter, putting the Biohazard keychain in my pocket. “So...what to do now?” I mutter, finally knowing the name of the thing God had that Core wanted.

With that done I headed back home, finding Luna and Celestia with notebooks and calendars all around...they were thin too… ”I missed...a lot didn't I?” I ask them both.

“No.” Luna said. “Den came by when you were gone and told us about this new thing they are doing called the Mother program. For every wife you have, a sort of combination clone is made, and stores all the babies. They will get birthed through us, but are safe in the clone at Cript’s house.”

“Seems fitting, this way the girls can all pick back up Keyblade training.” Celestia added. “After all, fighting pregnant is...tricky…”

“Ah.” I nodded. “So I had an...eventful time.” I shrug.

“When do you not?” Luna giggled. “Come on, we’re planning dates.”

“As in?” I ask. “And what about the people? Are the okay with everything?”

“Yes, they have calmed down for now, and the School is under construction in New Manehattan. Luxu is currently training Sans and some of the new monster residents so they can be teachers. Should take him a month he said.”

“And what about Ainz? He doing okay?” I ask.

“He’s...dealing with the grief, but is studying all we have on Equestrian history.” Celestia said.

I was about to say something, but a sudden loud explosion stopped me. “The hell?” I frown.

“Wrong spell Twilight!” I heard Momonga tell Twilight, making me look outside the window and seeing Ainz with Crown of Guilt in one hand and his guild leader staff floating next to him, looking at Twilight with what could have been a grin on his skeletal face.

“Sorry.” She replied sheepishly, looking at the crater where something used to be.

“Well...looks like he's doing stuff.” I say with a little grin. “Twilight probably asked him about his magic...but who gave him a Keyblade?” I ask the two sisters.

“Luxu.” Celestia and Luna replied. “He figured he’d be a good teacher also.”

The sound of lightning hitting a tree happened. “Wrong spell Twilight!” Momonga laughed. “But I'm surprised you casted Call Greater Thunder.” He said honestly.

“Well his spells are different then Equestria’s…” I mutter. “So anyways, I should probably go to New Manehattan to check on things there...and hopefully stop beating myself with the incident…” I sigh out.

“Well first come here so we can schedule some dates, and by dates I mean when you’ll be picking up your extra wives.” Celestia said.

“Yes, we sent letters to all the kingdoms and they all came back in agreeance, though the Zebra kingdom asked for a favor first before they hand you their eldest daughter in marriage.”

“Oh, dating is always a think I have sadly skipped out on...which brings up the dates I missed with all of you besides Coco and Brigid.” I point out. “So, what's the favor?”

“They require a special book, it’s something that was lost to them ages ago, but is believed to be somewhere in their kingdoms southern borders, though no one goes there due to both monsters having been there for ages, and now Heartless.”

“Sounds like an adventure.” I nod. “What's the book? Special history? Magical tome? An old kings favorite lewd story?” I ask with a smile.

“It’s from the Alicornian era, and the legends say it tells of weapons they believe relate to your Keyblade. If that’s true, it could be a lost piece of Keyblade history from before the war.”

“Sweet.” I nod. “But first, dates. Gonna need to know the days I'll meet new ladies, plow, and then propose to as per usual.” I chuckle. “God I am way too fast with women…” I sigh out.

“Well the Zebra lands will be the one that lasts the longest, so we’ll head there first next week, after that we hit the Merponies, and the Hippogriffs after that, then the Minotaurs, the Yaks, Saddle Arabia, and lastly the Deers. It should take up no more than a month and a half.” Celestia said.

“Question...is there a ‘Queen of Monsters’ on this world?” I ask them curiously. “Cause while there are a lot of normal animals there are a ton of ‘monsters’.” I point out, putting quotation marks around monster.

“Well…” Celestia started. “From what Chrysalis told me, there was once a royal family to the monsters, but the heir is in hiding after their parents were slain by Tirek over two thousand years ago. We can only assume they passed long ago. All Chrysalis knew about the Heir of Monsters was that they were a Centaur type beast like Tirek.”

“So don't be surprised if I come home with a female centaur lady.” I tell them. “Cause if we know anything, sometimes the impossible happens near me.” I say with a smile.

“I’ve come to love that about you.” Luna said, giving me a happy smile. “Then, we give the new brides a month to settle in, then the wedding.”

“Right.” I nodded. “It's been long enough since I proposed, I'd like to be officially married.” I tell them. “So, first up, Zebrica.”

“We leave for that next week, after all, we’re all going for this and Luxu wanted to talk to you, then Den was gonna stop by to show you our Mother...that sounds weirder than I expected.” Luna said.

“Is it because you can now openly say you've tasted the Sun?” I ask with a cheeky grin.

“Gross!” Luna yelled. “Tia may be my co-wife, but she’s still my sister.”

“Yes...that was rather awkward Ben…” Celestia agreed.

“Oh that's bad, but this isn't?” I ask, going into my pocket and putting Rune’s fetish book down. “I found it, she wasn't hiding it for some dumbass reason, and I looked at two pages, and was out. I can imagine all of you have a bunch of common likes in there.” I huff.

“Well yes.” Celestia said.

“Being bloated with babies leaves...not much else to do when you’re gone Ben.” Luna added. “Main reason why we accepted the Mother program was to do things easy and without worrying about the pretty much infinite bundles inside us. Why else did you think we were on you all the time?”

“Because you women don't know what ’stop’ means half the time?” I ask. “I know you all enjoy our fun times but...sweet christ do you all need it a bunch, even before you were all pregnant.”

“Well I’m just horny, Twilight was reading too much erotica, Pinkie is also just horny, and Rarity was happy to have a stable relationship.”

“And Zecora, Honora, Derpy and Gilda?” I ask her. “I know Derpy can barely keep herself off me...but still.”

“Well, Den set up the same thing for Joy and his girls, so he’s in for a surprise when he gets back.” Luna said. “A Mother program I mean. Gets those girls back into training.”

“And the other thing you didn't mention.” I shrug. “But anyways, got to meet Luxu today right?”

“That’s right big man!” Luxu’s voice called behind me, and I received a rather hard slap on the back. “So I hear your knot is finally getting tied.”

“I'm not sure if your making a pun given I'm half dire wolf.” I frown. “But how you doing Luxu? Time doing okay?”

“Yeah, she’s in Daybreak getting copies of some much needed books for the school. Anyway, I am here to tell you I am throwing you a bachelor party.”

“And...did you happen to meet about thirty other people saying they want to help with their brothers bachelor party?” I ask, remembering either Trinity or Cript telling me the Admin side of my family would help throw me a bachelor party.

“Yes actually, those of us that can attend this are making it...Can’t say, the rating on this story is too low.”

“Well…” I start, looking off to the unknown fourth wall. “Eh, maybe they'll make a side story for all the lewd stuff.” I say. “Damn...I'm getting too used to people breaking the fourth wall.” I shook my head.

“So, I’ll see you for the party the day you come back after wife collecting. FYI it’ll be off world for reasons I also can’t say cause of the rating. Later!” Luxu said, snapping his fingers as a DTL opened behind him. “See you then!” He said as he walked into it and it closed.

“Riiiiight….” I mutter. “So...that's a thing.”

“Well Den is gonna throw us a Bachelorette party.” Luna said. “So looks like we’re all gonna be having some fun~”

“Right then.” I nod. “So after that, we got some more planning to work on here.”

“We already have a Zeppelin being prepared.” Celestia said. “And I’ve been looking around for nannies...lots of nannies to take care of all the babies and kids. That includes Joy and his girls.”

“I...doubt I could just summon Nobodies to help out right?” I ask nervously.

“Well...I just prefer...Your Nobodies just creep me out.” Celestia admitted.

“Okay fine.” I say. “Hmm…” I mutter, thinking about how I can help here. “I have a...stupid idea.” I say while taking off my cloak and summoning Reunion. The cloning ability Cript showed me coming to mind and knowing full well how it works. “Now don't panic…” I say before taking a deep breath to steel my nerves. I quickly cut off my left arm, hoping this starfish clone thing will work.

“Ben what the?!” Celestia and Luna yelled.

”THAT HURT!!!” I yelped mentally, my arm on the ground beginning to grow while...I grew a new arm. After a few minutes there was a new arm on me...and another me… ”Wow...I can see through his eyes too as well as mine...that’s...weird….wonder if this is how Spiders see?”

“...Okay...how?” They both asked, looking between me and my naked clone.

“First, I need clothes.” My clone says nervously, his face beat red.

“It's an ability Cript showed me. Helps be a father to all the children.” I say while flexing my newly regenerated arm. “Fuck that hurt.” I frown. “Works like starfish regeneration, but it's like I'm in two places at once in more ways than one.” I say while giving my clone a cloak to cover himself at the moment. “So...any questions besides that?”

“So...he’s another you...are you two linked in any way?” Luna asked.

“Like, telepathically or…?” Celestia continued/asked.

I think about it, but also hear my clone think as well. “I believe it works like my connection with Joy mentally, and I can also ‘take over’ the clone so there's that…”

“And we won’t know if you-you...are with us cause I’m assuming they are like you in every way?”

“That’s right!” We all turned around, seeing Den walk in. “You each get your own Ben, exactly like him, which means no waiting for turns in the bedroom.” That made Celestia and Luna look at one another.

“Don't change gender though.” I frown. “I don't know what would happen if you did that and I'd rather not learn that.”

“They become their own person.” Den said. “It changes them from the other clones so they begin to become their own persons.”

“Right then.” I nodded.

“I'm gonna get changed real quick.” My clone says before bolting off.

“So now there's a second me running around.” I nod.

“If those clones mean little to no sharing in bed we all better be getting one.” Luna said.

“I admit, won’t be lonely when you’re gone, we each get our own you...and if we want to get kinky hey, there’s more than one you to go around~” Celestia said with a grin.

“No.” I frown. “But I also made a clone so...I could be the father I sadly can't be most of the time.” I sigh out sadly.

“Alright...but don’t be surprised if you wake up and we each have one of our own.” Luna said. “I will cut you.” She said with a chuckle.

“That's wrong...in too many ways.” I shake my head, feeling disturbed, saddened, and creeped out at how she so casually said it.

“Relax, I’m joking...But I really hope you do that for us, waiting for Pinkie to say she’s done so you can move onto the next one of us is kinda annoying, I mean, sure Rarity, Twilight and some of the others, we fool around waiting for you but still…”

“I know.” I nod. “Trust me, I know.” I chuckle. “But don't expect me to do it often, cause that really hurt.” I tell them.

“We’ll give you some time, at least now with two of you in bed it will go better. We’ll give you some time then.”

“Well, now that that’s taken care of I’m here to show you your and Joy’s Mother program, come along Ben.” Den said, opening a portal with a wave of her hand.

“Right.” I nod. “See ya later.” I wave to Celestia and Luna before entering the portal.

When Den and I came out there were...babies. Babies everywhere. All in their own beds sleeping or playing with stuffed animals. “This is the Nursery, literally the safest place here in the house, to get in here, you have to either be one of Cript’s wives, registered kin, or licenced Nanny, nurse, etc.”

“For some reason ‘Lammy’ comes to mind being a nanny here.” I say. “Not sure way...maybe it's because of UmJammer Lammy…” I mutter, thinking of that old PS1 spin off game of Parappa the Rapper.

“They’re this way.” Den said, leading the way through the ENDLESS isles of infants.

“Ba!” I looked at my feet, and saw a small black coated, red maned pony foal there looking up at me.

“Hello.” I smile gently at the small foal, noting the foal had four hooves instead of like the ponies on my world.

“Ba!” He said again.

“Blake, you little sneak.” Den said, picking him up. “Now where’s your sister?”

“Bo!” I nearly jumped back as a red coated filly crawled out from my cloak, she had a white mane with a green strip that went around and behind her ear.

“Sneaky little foals aren't they?” I chuckle a little.

Den took the filly also. “Ben, this is Nyx, and Blake, the first babies born in this family ever. Technically they should be like, five now but they’re as powerful as Cript so they actually keep themselves as babies for fun.” The foals then giggled.

“Well whatever makes the two happy.” I smile.

“Yeah, occasionally they are the age they should be but majority of the time they’re in their foal forms. They like to explore.”

“Must be a small pain to keep track of these two while they try exploring a bunch.” I say.

“Heh, we don’t even try anymore, they vanish for a little bit and come back with pets, random stuff….and a new wife for Cript once...that one we were weirded out by.”

“Honestly...if I was in that situation I would have laughed.” I shrug. “Just seems so out there, two adorable baby's helping get their father a wife? That seems both touching, a tad weird, and funny at the same time.”

“I know, woman wasn’t sure what happened either, one minute she’s fighting dragons to save a village on her world, next these two appear, turn the dragon into a kitten and bring her here.”

I chuckle at that. “Wow, that is funny.” I smile. “But...how do you all manage to take care of so many kids?” I ask curiously, so many adorable children being adorable around me.

“Same as Cript manages us, clones. Around us are just the newborns, we actually have a whole dimension filled with clones of each wife, and Cript, where we raise them with one or two of their siblings in the same roof...hard to explain but we parent them all, each wife has a whole world in that dimension filled with clone them, a Cript, and one to three kids to raise under each house, and they all come here to learn when they’re old enough. Time is also weird in that dimension, sometimes they’re ten for five years, sometimes the next day comes along here and they’re eighteen already.”

“Things are weird.” I shrug. “But I have a Mother to find?”

“Yes, now run along you two trouble makers.” Den said to Blake and Nyx, who giggles before vanishing in a puff of smoke. Den chuckled. “Kids.” With that we walked a time longer before we came across a floor mat...everywhere else was soft rug.

Den and I both stood on it before I blinked and we were now in some kind of...hallway? There were pods, not like the ones from Kingdom Hearts, more like...cryogenic pods. There were three pods, and Den walked me to the second one, which held a pony mare sleeping inside it, she had golden hair, and was white coated like Celestia. “This is your Mother.” I looked down, realizing A, she’s naked, and B, she’s got the nine month pregnancy belly.

“Huh…” I mutter. “So...this is the Mother...mind if I get an explanation on somethings about her?” I ask curiously.

“Sure, what do you want to know?”

“To start of with...who is she?” I ask.

“She’s sort of a clone, when your wives all agreed to being in the Mother Program, DNA was collected to make her. She’s a mix of all your current wives, and any new wives gained she will acquire their DNA magically, and become linked to them so you knock both her and your wives up, think of it as despite screwing different women, they all now share a womb, her.”

“Why is she in cryosleep?” I ask.

“Well that’s because she technically is a vegetable. The Mothers, when being made, their DNA also gains them the memories of everyone that makes them up...they can’t handle that, they get confused and try to mix their identities or pick one in particular and fail. Having them sleep here, it’s easier for them, otherwise they’d drive themselves mad trying to make an identity.”

“That's...upsetting.” I say worriedly.

“I know, Cript is trying to workaround the issue so they can be a part of the family’s they hold the infants for, but dealing with memories is a mix of the mind and the heart, something Cript doesn’t have that much experience in. So far wiping their memories would work, implant basic ones so they can be normal, like waking up with amnesia, but that’s not all that much better.”

“Have you tried...ya know talking to them about it?” I ask. “Being there for them and helping them sort through everything?”

“Yeah, the first Mother prototype...well, she wasn’t connected to us yet, and she left. Having all our DNA, memories...and some of our abilities. She just...vanished. Cript is looking for her, but she’s part admin, DNA of his. We have no idea where she is.”

I thought for a moment. “I sadly don't know all my mother's but...where's the first and last place you would look for her?” I ask. “Cause she has all your memories...I think...and I'm not a philosopher or anything...but I think she's searching for something important...something to make her feel...like her.” I say, not sure if I'm correct or not just feeling like it was the right thing to say.

“She’s got all of Cript’s wives memories...there’s countless of us, and when she was made there were about a billion back then… We just have to find her and hope she isn’t in trouble. It’s...weird, really. The wives, Cript, we all did this one thing where we all fuzed into the same body, that’s where the Mother Program idea came from, but we operated perfectly. Can’t figure out what’s wrong.” Den sighed. “Anything else?”

“One of my fiances said that they can still give birth through themselves if they want...is that true?” I ask curiously.

“Yes. The babies are made in your wives, once conceived the fertilized eggs are sent into her, where they grow into babies, then when they want to give birth, a Baby, randomly picked, get put back into them, and is birthed out naturally.”

“Right.” I nodded. “Will there...ever be a time when I can meet her as a person?” I ask.

“That’s what Cript is working on, he just needs to find that missing link that can let them have all those memories, and form an identity of their own. After that they can come out, talk, be with others, but funny enough can’t have sex.”

“What did your Mother look like?” I ask Den. “I'm just curious is all.” I say, thinking about what I could do to help out.

“Like her.” Den said, pointing over to the first pod. Inside was a small human woman, with the same golden blond hair as my Mother. “That’s also how we all looked when we fuzed.”

“Have you dived into their dreams?” I ask Den. “I'm not good at dreams but…”

“Yeah, it’s playbacks of memories on loops. Over there is Joy’s Mother.” Den pointed to the last pod, where a much younger wolf girl was. She also had the gold blonde hair, but was a wolf girl.

“Huh...well too bad Joy isn't here to see this.” I say simply.

“Yeah. Don’t know where the gold hair comes from though.”

“Humanity?” I ask curiously. “Isn't it's colors blue and gold?”

“No, Humanity power, raw, typically has a dull white color.”

“Ah…” I say with a little nod. “Then...I've got nothing.” I shrug. “I barely understand this whole thing, and I'm the guy who is telling people that I'm gonna do the impossible like a jackass.”

“Heh, well, good luck with that. Come on, let’s got you home.” Den said, opening a portal that we both walked through. I exited and saw my clone there, wearing just jeans and a shirt with a big number two on it.

“Yo.” My clone says.

“Yeah this isn't gonna get awkward anytime soon.” I sigh out. “Anyways, I'm home...technically.” I call out sheepishly, letting the others know I'm here besides my clone.

“Well that didn’t take long.” Celestia said, sorting out papers. “I’ve had your clone helping me but I still feel like something in these orders are off?”

“What do you mean?” I ask. “Do I need to get Twilight to sort things out again?”

“Here, read this.” Celestia said, handing me one of the papers.

Materials Order Form

900 Oricalculum Plus

700 Oricalculum

700 Mythril Crystal

700 Dense Crystal

700 Twilight Crystal

800 Serenity Crystal

Please deliver directly to the Royal Guard Armory upon arrival to the palace.

“The guard early orders raw materials, especially in such bulk. The rest of the forms state they’re to improve enchantments and durability of their weapons and armor, but typically we send them to the Blacksmiths over in Filiedeflhia.”

“Either someone wants to mass produce Ultima Weapon keyblades...Luxu put the keyblade forge their for some dumbass reason...or something very bad is gonna happen.” I say worriedly. “I should head up to Canterlot and look into this...I found some reports for raw materials hidden away by one of the blacksmiths in Canterlot...I knew something was going wrong...“

“But don’t you need a Moogle to Synthesize an Ultima Weapon?” My clone asked. “For as long as we’ve been here, we haven’t seen a one.”

“That...raises several questions on where Moogle’s are in this reflection but all you need is the materials, a keyblade forge, and a good blacksmith to make shit.” I say. “I'll be back, I gotta make sure our world isn't selling bad guys materials to start a war.” I say, opening a big window and summoning my glide and rushing off to Canterlot, wondering what sort of conspiracy is going on.

“Have the materials arrived yet?” A stallion in royal guard armor asked another.

“Yes Lieutenant Spear, we’re having our guest craft the weapons as we speak.”

“Good.”

“Also, sir...she’s in your office.”

“Ah, I was expecting her.” Spear said, heading off into the castle, past the guard barracks and training rooms, into his office. When Shining armor got married to Princess Cadence and became a prince, he took over the guard, but was still ranked Lieutenant since Shining kept his Captain position, despite being a prince. Inside his office, once the door was closed, a small, cloaked figure appeared. “Greetings, where’s Spoiled?”

“Had other matters to attend to.” They spoke, their voice that of just a young girl.

“Ah, so, did you bring them then?” The small figure raised her hand, and appeared a Kingdom Key. “Grand.”

“Making them was easy once we finally acquired the proper fuel, Castle Oblivion began pumping out the copies with max results, sadly though, they are still just fakes.” She said, tossing Spear the False Kingdom Key.

“Fake or not, they will be enough to drive away the Heartless and Nobodies the White Knight can’t get to, after all, he’s too busy screwing the Princesses to patrole what’s left of Equestria. So, just replace the Keychains and-”

“They will change, though, they won’t be as strong as the original.”

“I see. Well, no matter, once this has been completed Spoiled will have her side of the deal.”

“Remember, Ben’s not going to fall easy.”

“I’m aware. But Rejection will get Ben’s heart, and we’ll see how the prince of Nobodies takes being one himself.”