“Fuck me…” I grumbled while walking around, a hand on my head and a big mug full of Sprite. “Too much wine…” I grumbled bitterly, hating hangovers so much.

“Lightweight~!” Jenny sang. She spent time in those pocket dimension rooms too, now she’s nineteen. As are the CMC and the rest of Joys girls, as is Joy also.

“I drank four barrels by myself.” I said bluntly. “And I still feel like I need more to drink after what Zeke went through.” I grumbled. “So, how have you and everyone else been?” I asked curiously.

“Well, having aged to maturity I am happy to report, I’m a large C cup.” She grinned. “Damn it Sweetie…” She then grumbled.

“What? She a large F?” I asked. “And if memory serves you also have over two hundred or more other girls to compete with for Joy right?”

“Yeah, but Sweetie’s the largest out of all of us! She needs custom built bras! And a back brace!”

“Okay so that’s bigger than F…” I muttered worriedly. “Jeez, that’s not good...but I suppose Joy is super happy about that huh?”

“When he cuddles her he needs a snorkel for air… so yeah. Rarity thinks they get it from her cousin Milky Way, who I think might also be with you now? I dunno. So, aside from getting over being hammered, what’s up?”

“Oh yes...the ‘Milk Mare’...” I muttered, blushing at the memories of that mare. “But uh…” I shook my head. “But Zeke is now Kingdom Hearts...which is the main reason I was drinking...and right now I have no idea what I’m going to do today.” I said honestly while taking a swig of my wonderful hangover cure. “My clones are out training...and again I don’t know what to do today.”

“Hm. Well I was gonna go out hunting for a while. Not Dire wolf style, rifle and bow. You wanna come along? Seeing as you have a clone for everything between running your kingdom to screwing out moms, literally, and training, maybe some fun or something might help.”

“Sure, why not.” I said. “Might as well do something with one of my kids I haven’t spent their entire lives with.” I said, still glad to spend time with all my kids.

“K, come on then. I’m heading out to the Direwolf territory.”

“Alright, let’s get going.” I said while finishing my drink and following along.

As we headed out, Jenny, if memories from her time in the pocket dimension family with me and Gilda serve me right, Jenny was given this little spaceship car thing when she was seventeen. Gift from her mom. She got her wish. Jenny, at least for a while, lived a normal childhood. As we were flying out we chatted about stuff. “So, hear you’re working on means of expanding your kingdom outside your realm?”

“Yeah, might as well see how far I can take this.” I said honestly. “As long as everyone else is perfectly okay with it, no need to cause unnecessary wars when one’s still looming overhead.”

“True. Still no word on Trixie?”

“Sadly no.” I sighed out. “But now she’s apart of Zeke so...I’m still certain I have to find a replacement cause I’m real good at my job.”

“Hm. So, Cript talk to you yet?”

“Well he talked to me and Zeke about Zeke’s new powers but besides that…” I said while thinking for a bit. “The last time we talked it was when I had his help with all of the pocket dimensions and the like.”

“Huh. Odd. I saw him last night. He was talking with Tiara about something but I’m not sure what. I figured he was asking where you were.”

“Which is weird cause he normally just appears right behind me.” I said, having a bad feeling about that. “If he’s telling her about the war…” I muttered, my mind racing through thousands of things and it only worried and pissed me off more the more I thought about it.

“Want me to message her to find out?”

“Sure.” I said. “Let’s hope she’ll actually tell us what he talked about…” I muttered, thinking Cript told her not to tell me for whatever reason.

Jenny sent the message and where to meet us when she does. We landed in the flatlands part of the Direwolf Territories. This is where larger game and small game commonly travel and live.

Jenny tossed me a bow as she took out a rifle and we headed off. “So, what do you think Cript told Tiara?” Jenny asked as we walked, looking for any game to shoot.

“The best would be talking about how she apparently has a Time Patrol going on with her other reflections...the worst…” I sighed out. “She’ll be on Spoiled’s side in the war and forced to fight me and everyone else because of some bullshit reason.” I said sadly.

“Where did that theory come from?” Jenny asked while laughing.

“Thousands of different things ran through my head...and when a war between light and dark is forced upon us...I’m just scared I’ll be forced to fight the one’s I care about because of some stupid bullshit.” I frowned. “Especially when she’s being forced to join a war that technically we don’t even need to be apart of, my Domain has nothing to do with this War, but Spoiled is just being a bitch and needs to be stopped.” I frowned, but a nagging feeling in the back of my mind wondered if there will be any surprises when this became a veritable boss rush instead of an actual War.

“So, do you think there is anything else to worry about?” Jenny asked.

“Oh yes, like this strange feeling someone’s going to find a magical prison Cript forgot about to make the Keyblade War less of a day one curb stomp and pest control and more of an actual war.”

“Well, whatever the case maybe things will… what the?” Jenny asked, the two of us looking around. The air was… shifting, as if it was water.

“Cause of course we can’t have a simple hunting trip…” I growled, wondering what was causing the sudden shift.

There was suddenly a barrier around us. Easy a mile in all directions. Jenny and I summoned weapons. My Kingblade Keyblade and Jenny her own Keyblade… Braveheart. Suddenly, there was a white glowing silhouette of a person appearing out of thin air.

“Yes, who are you and what are you doing in my domain?” I asked curiously, wanting to know who this person was. “Cause not many people both appear out of nowhere and glow like that.”

They didn’t reply, rather, raised both hands skywards as silhouettes of what looked like… bows, appeared in his hands, both floating just out of his grasp, but his energy drawing them back as arrows of Nothingness formed to fire. “You haunted pops?” Jenny asked, preparing for the fight.

“If I were I would know.” I said while summoning Frozen Pride. “But if this person is supposed to be a God of the Hunt then I’m gonna be slightly pissed.” I said while raising my hand and channeling my magic to see if I could stop the thing before it attacks. “Kneel!” I commanded, thinking because this thing used Nothingness I had full jurisdiction to stop it.

He didn’t move, but his arrows did vanish. Not for long though, as new ones began forming. “Think this is something to do with the past king?” Jenny asked, backing up a bit.

“No, he’s dead and he never used a bow.” I said worriedly. “Also...I don’t even know who the things aiming at.” I said worriedly. “Actually, now that I think about it...this is kind of like how the Mysterious Figure appeared...only less glowing.” I said, thinking back to Kingdom Hearts Birth By Sleep and that unbearable asshole.

“Well, better get this over with.” Jenny said, rushing in. The figure fiering, Jenny slashing the arrows away. As she got in close he suddenly split into three, the two others firing at her. She then backed up. The nothingness arrows having hit her and fading. “Shit that hurt.” She grunted.

“Yeah that’s not good.” I said while summoning Sharpshooters and firing at the Aberrations. “Seriously what are these things.” I said while my eyes glowed green as I tried to Scan the damned things.

It’s name registered as ‘???’ cause of course, and it’s HP bar was only a single line, not too long… so what’s the catch? “Okay so there’s a massive catch here Jenny.” I said while firing charged shots at the unknown enemies.

He took a step to the side, catching my charged bold in one of his bows and fiering it back at me. Fuck! I thought, dodging the literal returned fire. “Well… ranged attacks aren’t good then.”

“Apparently.” I said while raising Frozen Pride in the air and ice spikes shot up underneath the unknown archer.

That seemed to impact him. His Hp dropped a quarter. So AoE attacks he can’t handle huh?

“Alright, AoE might be a good thing.” I said while using the spikes that were brought out to shoot more at them as I summoned Foudre and Eternal Flames. “Jenny run.” I told her quickly as Eternal Flames started to melt the ice at a very fast rate and dumping water onto the enemy as I threw Foudre around the area. “Thunder Clap!” I shouted, snapping my fingers as Foudre pulsed with energy and a massive bolt of electricity rushed towards the enemy that was both covered in water and acting like a lightning rod.

The figure tried to float up, but it still hit, taking out all but a small bit of his health. That seemed to make him alternate, the dome we were in suddenly became clouded with grey nothingness as the only lights we could see were the arrows, curled around us like a firing squad. “Shit.” Jenny said.

“Oh wait, I know what this is.” I said while bringing out my Keyblade. “Back to Back.” I said quickly, thinking this is Xemnas’s final attack and we are literally forced to block all these attacks. “Cause if it’s just like Xemnas with his final attack...then let’s hope to god I’m right.”

Nodding, Jenny did as told, the two of us deflecting as many bolts or dodging as possible. I’ve never moved this fast. I can barely see my fingers, it’s all a blur. Jenny got hit a few times, but kept up the speed.

“Isn’t this just fantastic?” I asked Jenny, seeing that her HP bar was still high enough even though she took a few hits.

“What part of this is fun?” She asked, focusing on deflecting. Soon the attack ended and Jenny hit the ground, clearly sore and tired as I still stood. The figure rushing in with an up close charged shot.

“Reflectja!” I shouted, a see through sphere appeared around me and Jenny as I prepared for the attack. “And it’s a joke Jenny.” I said, holding the barrier up for when it attacked.

It fired, the attack actually went INTO the shield, though, it stopped just a few hairs off my nose… yipe! The shields magic still kicked in, returning the damage and taking away the last of his HP.

The barrier keeping if with him vanished, he slowly fading out. When he did, where he was standing was left a single chest. The weird square ones you only saw in KH one before they just kept using the red looking ones.

“Uh...sure.” I said. “You okay Jenny?” I asked, bringing out my Lexicon in case she needed to be healed.

“I’ll be fine. Damn, never moved that fast. Think I would have prefered Uncle Josh’s crash courses compared to that…”

“Don’t know, but hey we got loot.” I said honestly. “Want to open it or should I?”

“You do it. You did beat him.”

“Alright.” I nodded, tapping my keyblade on the top of the chest to see if that’ll open it.

The lid flipped open as it it was thrown open. Inside was a bow, it’s outline like the one that figure was using. It’s colors were golden, with a black trace wrapped around it from end to end. It was small for a bow.

“It’s a Bow…” I said while pulling it out and scanning it, wondering what it’s name was and what it did.

Crownborn

This bow was *((#$*(%*(#*$ for the heir of Nothingness (#$(#*$(*#( on their tenth birthday. They are a direct descendant of King Ben.

WARNING: TEMTERAL ENERGY UNSTABLE. USE NOT RECOMMENDED FOR 37 YEARS, TWO MONTHS AND FOURTEEN DAYS.

“Oh...that’s not good.” I said worriedly. “But hey, this bow is for one of your brothers...not sure who but it says I have to wait thirty seven years to give it to him.” I explained. “Wonder why this happened though?” I wondered.

Jenny shrugged. “Who knows. Your life is weird enough. Now your own descendants are appearing to fight you?”

“I mean, time travel is a thing.” I said honestly. “This is...gonna be so weird.”

“Seems so.”

We decided to wait and rest for Tiara rather than anything after that. Though I did kill one of those amazingly tasty beasts and all I can say is Jenny can’t stop eating… seriously, her gut looks eight months pregnant and it’s all just this creatures meat… “Do… I wanna know?” Tiara asked. She arrived full grown as well, long curly hair,, heh, erm… healthy, to put her figure into words, wearing a pink T-shirt and jeans.

“We just got done eating.” I said. “But the better question is, what did you and Cript talk about?” I asked her simply.

“Huh? Oh, that.” She said, summoning her Keyblade. “No Name, a Keyblade of time. Cript said me and my other reflections that have it would have, well, a duty, or rather a job I guess, to witness future events, and alter them before they transpire. Make sure the future is safe for what he is going to do to the whole of creation. I’m supposed to meet up with a reflection of mine next week for some training for it.”

“And he didn’t mention anything about forcing family against family?” I asked, wanting to make sure that wasn’t a thing.

“Uh, no. Why? Is he being paranoid again?” Tiara asked Jenny, who nodded her head. Tiara then facepalmed. “God you worry too much.”

“Listen, I’m a parent and a king, so yes I am going to worry.” I frowned. “Also the fact we just fought one of Jenny’s future brothers for...some reason.” I said, not really knowing why that happened.

“Oh.” Tiara said, taking out a pen and small notebook from her back pocket and writing that down. “So that’s what he ment. Cript did say that since time is also gonna be just one line, it will become easier to travel back, and forwards, but only if you were born after that, if you or Jenny try you’d get lost and likely end up in another timeline, possibly in another Realm since time extends to them all no matter the Admin or what.” She said, finishing that note then putting the pen and paper away. “He said it will be likely future people, be them family, friends or even enemies might appear, but they can’t stay long and their power would be greatly suppressed unless one of me was aiding them.”

“So...my new son’s going to be really strong and a great archer?” I asked curiously.

“Seems so. Might not even be a son of yours, could be a grandchild for all we know. Nephew, niece, eh.”

“It said he was the Tenths Heir of Nothingness.” I said honestly. “So...eh, either way. Also it said to wait thirty years for it.”

“Thirty… alright.” She said, taking out her notes to write that down. “Well it this was all I gotta head back… Sweetie Belle’s boobs are stuck in the doorway… again…” She said, opening a DTN back.

“Seriously, make her bra’s into a Bag of Holding christ.” I frowned.

“Hm. Good idea. Oh, and Cript did say he wanted to ask you something. He said he’d be in your Study.”

“Alright.” I nodded while opening my own DTN to my Study. “Can’t wait to learn what he wants to talk about.” I grumbled while getting up. “Let’s hope it’s not bad news…” I grumbled.

I arrived in the study, Cript reading over one of the volumes. He was resting along the couch, munching on twizzlers from one of those popcorn sized buckets while cans of ginger ale littered the floor.

“Howdy.” I said. “How you doing today?”

“There are a lot of volumes here. Most on spells or infusion methods. They’re all well made, the spell matrix’s and designs are solid and seem to only have two or three weak points. The old king knew his magic.” Cript said, eyes still locked on the book.

“Good thing I’m reading that to be honest.” I said, knowing full well my clones were busy reading all those things. “Then there’s an ass ton of other things I have to read because that involves magic and Nothingness.” I said honestly. “So, what do you need to tell me?”

“Just a few questions is all. I asked the same thing to Eclipse and so far I believe this method can work. First Question. An enemy infiltrator enters your castle, he is looking for an edge his side to use over you. He finds your infant children. You enter the nursery, and spot him. What is your immediate reaction, the first thing you will do when you spot them? And don’t freak out, this is all hypothetical.”

“So the person is trying to kidnap one of my kids?” I asked. “Well there are plenty of things I can immediately do-”

“Answer the question. No overthinking, no long answers, just your answer, on what you would do on instinct.” Cript cut me off… I felt the tension in the room get thick… Cript is being… super serious right now… and it’s scary… vary...very scary.

“I would grab him by the neck and drag him out of the nursery and beat the shit out of him.” I said, not wanting anyone to hurt my family, especially those who think they can use them as leverage.

“Surprisingly merciful. I killed the ones who tried to do that to me. Didn't even think. I saw them, then my hand was through their chest, and poof… instant incineration, they didn’t have time to register they were dying.” Cript said, turning the page. “Question two. You’ve met your equal, neither of you are giving in, both of you are low on health, stamina, mana, ect. You need an edge, you need more power to turn the tables. You tap into your Pure Nothingness, but you’re so beat, you can’t control your output. You use it, you know it will kill you in the backlass. What do you do?”

“Fuck Em, he thought he was better than me, I proved him wrong.” I said.

“Hm.” Cript hummed. “Question three. You are dying. Fatally wounded in combat. You don’t have long, a minute or less… What is the last thing you will think about?”

“My family and friends...all smiling like I finally did good…” I said.

“Alright. Final Question… A simple yes or no will do, and an explanation as to why. If offered, would you become an Admin?”

I thought for a moment,. “Quite the hefty question..” I muttered. “Honestly...Yes and No.” I shrugged.

“How so?”

“Being an Admin sounds wonderful and all, being basically all powerful, making everything a complete Non-Issue against things that are supposed to be bad for you.” I said, oh so not subtly talking about how his Spike magically came back. “And so much more things, but no because I’d rather not have even worse depression because of everything becoming a Non-Issue, being able to die for a start would actually be nice to be perfectly honest, and I don’t want to be leashed by vague and bullshit rules that make no sense even when your told them by the people who made them.” I explained honestly. “Is that good for the Yes and No?”

“Hm… so if I offered, you’d refuse, despite these ‘non-issues’ come with other issues?”

“Honestly, it depends.” I said honestly. “You can’t just say ‘yes’ to having almighty power when you already have it or don’t need it, and you can’t just say ‘no’ to almighty power when you need it the most.”

“Hmm… Bonus question. The world I am going to create will affect everything, even beings that should not be accessed or even exist in the physical existence. The sky will actually be special ‘stone’ of sort, with miles and miles and miles… and miles of rock, mineral, and other resources and surprises above… til you break through that ceiling, and you see these other beings, what, or who they are, I can’t say, neither can lord. Same law applies to the ground beneath the floor you will walk upon. When I said forever, I meant it. Above, and below, left, and right. I will make everything go on. Forever, despite the dangers that will come with it. Anyway, one of these beings comes through, it kills admins like flowers you step on. What can you do? Admin powers would have at least given you an edge, not having them, even Pure Nothingness can harm it. What do you decide?”

“First up I have to question how the hell you let something like that live to begin with.” I started.

“Think of them like… ghosts, if that makes it easier. Beings so powerful, they no longer need a physical form. Sadly, what I will be doing can give them a physical form, and all their power to go along with it. This is why we NEED to rebuild the Admins, and yet the ones who hate the ones like me can’t stick around for this. They won’t change, they're too single minded.”

“So basically your saying ‘hey, here’s Admin powers cause we’re short on staff and we fucked up on super ghosts’ right?” I asked curiously.

“Hehe. That’s the blunt of it. Admins were the first beings to exist with Physical bodies, these beings will be new to it, and who knows what they are like. I believe Admins are the midway point between powers like these beings, and the mortals they made. The Admins I mean.”

“Alright, but you could have just asked for help to begin with, I would have been fine with Admin powers if it meant making sure the people are safe.” I said honestly. “I’d rather be given the power to help others rather than have it forced on me like some people.”

“You refer to Zeke?”

“And you if everything that’s been happening to Zeke happened to you where power is just thrown at you like darts being thrown at a wall full of post it notes with powers written on each of them.” I said honestly.

“To be honest… I didn’t even know it happened til I killed my first Admin. It was then I realized how strong I became in such short time. I was just fighting… so often. I didn’t have the time to notice… All I knew was that I couldn’t afford to lose.”

“Ah, right then. But I’m pretty sure you still won an asston of the time without noticing.” I said honestly.

“Heh, maybe. I just never used it to notice. Now, this process Lord and I reworked, before, we would have had to erase you from this reality, making it so you never even existed. But with this new process, it’s akin to how Zeke became one. I’ll be placing a shard of myself within you, this will give you the potential to inherit Admin powers, but before even that I’ll have to modify your body and powers. Bright side, you’ll be shortcutted to being able to use Pure Nothingness worry free.”

“Cool.” I said honestly. “Can’t wait for this whole thing to happen...also I really didn’t want to be revoked from existence when I have a family.”

“Neither does Eclipsa, that’s why we created this alternate method.” Cript said, opening the palm of his hand, as a glowing green shard appeared. “Here. The shard of an Admin. Step one.”

“This is gonna hurt I’m sure.” I said while taking the shard carefully.

The second I grabbed the shard, it cracked into smaller pieces… crawling into my hand, the pain like glass being shoved into my skin. They crawled down my arm to my chest before they stopped… shit that hurt. “Good, shard took. Now, part two. Modifying your body. Quick method or long method. Long takes an hour, quick a minute, but hurts like all hell.”

“Let’s...take the long, but going to work for sure method…” I said.

“Alright.” Cript said. I took a seat and he held a hand over me… my body began to tingle, kinda like when your leg or arm is asleep. An hour passed before that was done… huh, don’t feel that different. “Now, for the power side. This will take another hour. And feeling overwhelmed seems normal.” He said, placing a hand on my shoulder and HOLY FUCK! This…. This feels amazing! And a whole HOUR of THIS?!

“This feels amazing.” I mentioned. “But an hour of this?”

“Yes. By then you’ll be at the minimum requirements to have the potential to become an Admin.” Cript explained. “I’ll be putting that possibility within you, then all you have to do is kill one of the many, many, many, many, many who want me dead, like that can even happen, and take their realm and therefore cod, activating the potential, turning you into an Admin, and bypassing the normal means of this happening. Though I warn when it does happen, it will hurt like you can’t even begin to imagine.”

“I have suffered the pain of Psychopaths, I don't think anything can compare to that.” I said honestly. “So...I have to murder someone for the power...that still doesn't sound right.” I sighed out, not liking how I had to kill the former king to begin with. “Oh and question...how do I ‘cure’ Psychopaths?” I asked curiously, remembering I wanted to do that out of an asston of things I have to do

“Will it help if the one I have in mine for you I know enslaves his Creations and molests their kids? As for Curing the Psychopaths… don’t worry about it. I’ve got that covered.”

“Oh well I'm gonna beat the shit out of that guy then.” I said honestly. “Cause what he's doing is a massive no to me.”

“Same, but I can’t deal with everything at once. Even with Starfish clones.” Cript said.

THe hour passed and when it was over I felt like you took Kratos and Hercules and created a single person then they fused and went Super Saiyan with Goku. “Alright. I’ll be right back, once you have your opening, kill them. No hesitation, alright?”

“Fine fine.” I said while my eyes shifted to show humanity and psychopath colors.

“Alright.” Cript said, jumping into a portal that appeared behind him. A minute passed as he ran out… holding a kid. “Hold this.” He handed them to me… they were male, all skin and bones, lifeless eyes, and their breaths were so faint… I almost thought they were dead… He then turned the portal at an angle. Soon this fucker came out and OH MY GOD! Yeah I am not describing that nastiness so no...just no…

“You stole my bunk buddy Cript~” Oh god that voice! The Nasty Admin spoke.

“And I regret stepping foot in that sex dungeon you call a realm Gideon.” Cript retorted.

“You know, that name does not fit Filth.” I said. “Even if this fuck gives Filth a bad name.”

“Ohhh~ Puppy play toy!” Gideon said, eyeing me… I shivered. Gross, gross, gross, gross, gross!

“Ugh… either kill him now or me cause I seriously hate his voice!” Cript yelled at me.

The sick bastard didn't know what hit him as I was just so done with his existence, using my Heir Final Form and using literally all my weapons to make sure he died. “Please die, please die please die!” I said, not wanting this fuck to even speak again he's so fucking gross.

As my attack hit, his blood splattering everywhere, I then felt the need to wash all my weapons for having them touch him… gross!

“Oh god and I thought he stunk on the outside.” Cript said, gagging. Green energy then floated out of Gideon’s body, flowing inside me… not as gross but still, ew! I then hit the floor… my whole body just… I can’t think, this is SOOOOO much worse than with the Psychopaths! I can feel every Atom in my body! Every single one undergoing…. Changing! GAH! I can’t even scream, this hurts so bad… All I could do was twitch on the ground…. Finally, after what felt like hours, or even days of it, but I know it wasn’t. It stopped, and I felt… amazing, better than I ever have in life even… better than I have ever felt at all. “Ow…” I grumbled as I tried to get up. “So...that happened...still fucking ew.”

“Yeah…” Cript said, walking over to where I placed that nearly dead kid then waving a hand over him, his body… almost like reviving a corpse, his body looked… proper now. Like a kid. “There, I also erased all his memories. Better he never remembers that stuff. Now, you’re still too new to this, so here.” Cript said, taking my wrist… I could… feel him using my newfound code… “I’ll use your code to rewrite your new creation, cause trust me, that… you don’t wanna see what I saw. Just no… trust me.” He said. I felt him begin and HOLY FUCK THAT'S OVERWHELMING! I feel a bit nauseous…

“Good lord that's a lot…” I muttered. “Okay so...that happened.”

“Yup. He’s been on my kill list since I first met him, but I was a bit busy at the time to deal with him and sadly other things came up so fucker got a free pass for a good while. If you’re wondering I’m making a nice little stewpot for ya. First off, erase that history, and replace it. Change the people, their bodies, memories, and take him back.” Cript said. I looked over at the kid, who vanished in lines of green numbers. “And now the piece de resistance.” And suddenly my realm of Nothingness shook. “And done.”

“What did you do?” I asked worriedly. “Why did my realm just shake like that?”

“Well since you are now and this is literally the title other Admins will see you as, Ben, the Admin of Nothingness, I relocated this whole of Nothingness to your new realm once it’s renovations were done. Now as far as the inhabitants know, and I may have messed with majority of your families memories to save time, just informing them about this nothing serious, this is your realm, your kingdom, and… like it was before…. One vast world. Stretching vast and as far as you can see til you reach the end of your creations size and hit a literal wall that towers into the ten thousand mile high sky. As for digging down that’s easy four million miles, then you hit Minecraft bedrock.”

“Alright then.” I said. “So...how many of the other admins will try to attack me now?” I asked curious. “Or will there not be much confrontation?”

“Well for one you’re new so they won’t attack you just all of a sudden, they will watch you at first then decide if you are worth attacking. Some may, others might not. It all depends on them really. Now, as for the inhabitants of this realm when I altered them and their memories, as far as they are concerned this is how their world and lives have always been, with you as their newly crowned king, replacing the old one, which you technically did, and this WHOLE, creation of yours is now also counted as the Realm of Nothingness. Nobodies roam free here like animals and are passive, til they leave and then they can turn hostile. Everyone here will also have varying amounts of Nothingness within them but yours is till top dog, er, no pun intended.”

“None taken but...jeez, so many new people to learn about.” I said. “Gonna take a while to learn them all…” I said, thinking I can't go off and world travel when I'm now more busy.

“Yeah, so… I’ll leave you to it. Also you may want to look outside.”

“Crap…” I muttered while looking out a window to see what happened.

My eyes shot wide open. The castle, Canterlot… all of it was already a big city…. Now it was like a metropolis. Buildings towering, miles into the ayr, yes this wower was still taller, bigger than them all The castle even looked bigger. Everything was so… modern and ancient looking all at once and… everything looked peaceful. “You own the first ever realm with no current conflicts. As such, those who live near your castle, built a city to match that, there are other cities, towns, etc, but none will be as big as tis one. I believe when rewriting their history, they called this place True Empire.” Cript said, walking next to me and viewing out.

“Wow...and this is all mine?” I asked, shocked to see all of this. “Gee...I can't wait to hear all the letters for women to marry me cause that's still out there...Damn it Jenny…” I grumbled.

“Heh, you should hear their Anthem. It’s actually not bad.”

“Oh god…” I muttered. “That's a thing I didn't expect to learn…”

“Heh, well, you should have expected it. So… About Trixie…”

“Gonna need to find a replacement huh?” I asked. “Cause of stupid bullshit Kexez did.”

“Likely. While she still has her weapon, you can call it back and give it to another you deem worthy. Once you call it back from her though, that will be like firing her, and the weapon will not be able to return to her. You okay with that?”

“How can I get her back? Or is she stuck inside Zeke?” I asked. “Oh god that sounded weird…”

Yeah… heh. Well that’s the hard part. She’s mixed in with your old entire realms reflections of her, there are so many alike and different that what’s happening inside Zeke is that all those collective consciousness are mixing, forming large groups, taking in the smaller ones and when that’s all done the primary one, in this case Zeke’s Trixie, will be the main personality emerged, the one in control, but have all the others memories, abilities, etc. You can argue your Trixie is in there, but, in then end it will just be an argument. Not even I could figure out how to filter her specifically out. Plus, even if you did take her out, that one missing will destabilize them all, the other nineteen, zeke included, their balance will be thrown off and if they survive they are comatose til that missing piece is returned, and worst case scenario… they die. Balance is a fragile thing, and they are living it. Fragile, yet powerful.”

“So gonna have to find a replacement...Christ.” I sighed out. “Gonna be annoying to find a new one if I do fire her.”

“Maybe not. Remember, it was the weapons that found them, they did the work, you just have to approve.”

“Alright.” I nodded. “Maybe I should ask Tricia about it...she still knows this stuff so her losing Fair Game suddenly would be a shock if she didn't know why.”

“Hm. Well, good luck then… though, remember. You’ve crossed a point of no return. Becoming an Admin I mean. From here on out… no more filtered fighting. I can’t hold back what will come after you anymore.” Cript said, placing a hand on my back. “You think you’ll be alright?”

“I fought a delete without Admin powers, what could possibly appear right after I say these words?” I asked curiously. “Cause that normally happens.”

“Heh. You’ll see.” Cript said, opening a portal behind him. “The worst part is always waiting for it.” He said, taking leave.

“It always is.” I sighed out. “Alright...time to look around town.” I said while opening the window and flying out to meet the people.

The city was amazing… everywhere I went people gave me a respectful bow… young and old. Stores offered me merchandise, free of charge even. When I wanted to cross a street, no matter the lights, all cars stopped… damn.

“Jeez, this feels so weird…” I said nervously. “Not used to people doing this...im not that special.”

All the attention was weird. I then saw some neat looking Vending machines in a public park. One was all kinds of drinks, one was all kinds of snack foods, the other all kinds of… meals? This is a long list too… Wonder if they really work? “Alright…” I muttered while pulling out some money And using all three of the vending machines just to see if these work.

I got a root beer from the drinks one, it even gave size options. Small can to a four liter bottles. I took a two oz bottle and a large bag of chips and Hey! It’s not all air, it’s chipt to the top… yay. As for the meals one they had a lot of options and I picked the funniest one. Mcdonalds… and for once the food looked good and like on the TV, good size and not at all expensive… must be a law here then… weird I have to question that in my own realm...

“Hey, at least the food is made with actual standards.” I said while enjoying my food. “Gonna need to look over the laws now...christ so much work…”

I headed back and while eating my meal went over the laws. At least they make sense. I have to better figure out these new Admin Abilities. Whatever they are, it’s impressive to say the least… Is this how Cript and Lord always feel? All this power? Just… always?

“Jeez...so much power...and I have to train with this so much…” I muttered. “Need to make this mine...just so I'm not seen like others…” I muttered, knowing full well some will fight me about being given powers and all that crap. “And only Lord and Cript can teach me about that stuff...shit.” I groaned, knowing i'll need help to learn this crap and not do it by myself.

Well, whatever the case at the moment my priority should be on if I should replace Trixie or not… I suppose I could try and talk to Trixie… whichever is in control of them all, with Zeke and maybe get something through to her. Though Zeke… damn, he must be in a slump or something about now. I hope he doesn’t do anything stupid. Then again, look who I’m talking about…

“Damn it….” I grumbled before flipping my Lexicon open. “Greater Communion, call Zeke.” I said while my book glowed with the magic as I tried to contact Zeke.

When it got through who picked up… wasn’t Zeke, but a girl rather. She was about seventeen or nineteen, worn once blue and white hat, and her clothes were a bit tattered. “Uh… hello?” She asked.

“Hello?” I asked. “Who is this if I may ask?”

“I’m Clementine… You’re Ben, right?” She asked.

“Yes I am.” I nodded. “Know where Zeke is?”

She was silent for a bit… as if thinking or something. “He’s uh, not answering.”

“Is he knocked out still or is he busy?” I asked simply.

“He was active earlier... not sure what he is up to.” They said.

“Well I wanted to talk to him about Trixie.” I said honestly. “But...wait, are you the one currently 'awake’?” I asked, thinking this was like Trixie and Zeke before.

“We’re all awake, but sometimes the others are talking with each other or with Keyblades and the one in control is on their own.”

“Ah.” I nodded. “Is Trixie there? I need to talk to about her...other job.” I said honestly.

“Oh.” She said, turning to someone off screen. “You all go on ahead. This might take a while. Just look for a bald guy named Patches.” I could hear some people walk passed her as she looked back to me. “Okay, so what about Trixie?”

“I need to talk to her. It’s about the fact she's still apart of my Council.” I frowned.

There was a moment of Silence from her. She was still for a while, likely trying to call her I think before they fell to the ground. “Shit!” I yelped. I closed the call, and began heading out. The fuck just happened!? “Can I ever get a simple goddamn answer for once?”