A wide range of individuals now stands on the precipice of the large cliff, which consists of many familiar beings such as Ancients like Greed, Silence, Oblivion, Anubis, Athena, Decay, and Lucifer. In addition, a particular dark-pink mare now stands bipedal amongst them. However, there are also other unknown Ancients in attendance, along with Gods such as Hades and many heroes of Terraria from distant lands, although several antagonistic entities are mixed in. Of course, this also applied to entities who arrived from Equus.

The sight embodied one glaring fact when it came to this world’s many distant battles: banding together against a greater foe. In response, the Mass of Flesh and many combatants are drawn towards the new arrivals.

A fear-inducing growl emits from the large flesh abomination, “Typical. The weak must always come together to fight the strong. Fine, so be it,” A large number of tentacles and gnashing jaws that lined the mass thrashes and bites in anticipation.

“I’LL TAKE YOU ALL ON! COME! FACE NYARLATHOTEP!”

In tandem with the abomination’s exclamation, a series of floating entities emerged in the hundreds, if not thousands: Hungry.

At that moment, those who were already facing the flesh behemoth doubled their efforts. Most notable among them are various Element Bearers, Princesses Celestia and Luna, Celebes, Venomous Sting, Arche, Flame Heart, and many other familiar faces.

Upon the cliff, Echo Silhouette, currently positioned just beside Chrysalis but behind Anubis, Silence, and Oblivion, is hugging the former changeling ruler - said changeling trying to pry him off with an annoyed expression.

“Let go of me at once!” Chrysalis roars out. “We’re on a battlefield, you embarrassing simpleton!”

“I just missed you so-ho much, Crissi!” Echo responds with some tears as Chrysalis’s left forehoof digs into his right cheek. “My widdle sister is finally ba-a-a-ack!” He sobs.

“I will bite your face off!”

Anubis’s ears flicker in response, standing in front of the duo with his back turned, as he looks over his right shoulder with a smirk and says internally:

-I wish you could’ve been here to see them, Chrysella. Your brats are doing fine, all things considered.-

……….

At the head of the large force, Rajah Rabbit continues to pose in heroism with Linn positioned beside him - although one couldn’t help but laugh at the large belly that jiggles as he flexes his arms.

“Yes! Ahahahaha!”

Various beings behind the giant rabbit began to facepalm and chuckle in response.

“Told you I should’ve handled the fucking intro,” Oblivion comments with a claw placed onto his face, positioned between Anubis and Silence. “For fuck’s sake, Rajah… it didn’t work. It did NOT work.”

Rajah lets out another laugh before zooming away in a burst of speed, reappearing, and sweeping up Oblivion into his arms like a newlywed bride.

“Hey!” Oblivion roars out. “Dinner and a movie first, pal! Only Harmony is allowed to sweep me off my feet!”

“Ahahahaha! Come, Oblivion!” Rajah turns to his allies while Oblivion crosses his arms and lets out an annoyed grunt, “Come, friends!” His expression falters as he takes notice of Greed, “And you… I guess.”

Greed chuckles, “Awww, is the widdle bunny still mad about getting flexed on by the Worm Daddy?”

“Why I never! Rajah Rabbit would never lose to the likes of you, worm boy!”

“Oh?” Greed responds. “Last I checked, the score is 5-4 in my favor after I uppercut your jawline - holding back, might I add - and sent you flying to a nearby planet.”

“That’s invalid since I ‘Super Rabbit Hopped’ back!” Rajah hops in place to emphasize his statement. “And the locals of that world were quite nice; I’ll have you know!”

“Hey, guys? As much as I’m enjoying this comedic drama you all are putting on, we should probably pay more attention to the four-thousand-meter-tall problem,” Says Mena, tossing away an empty bucket of popcorn.

“When my daughter is more logical than all of us, there’s something wrong. And Rajah, PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN,” Oblivion says.

“Why yes, Oblivion!” Rajah turns around and away from Greed, “ONTO THE BATTLEFIELD!” Rajah Rabbit kicks off into the air with tremendous force.

“AWAAAAAY!

“I DON’T CONSENT TO THIS!!!!!” Oblivion cries out, his voice becoming distant.

“Your consent isn’t a factor, ahahahaha!”

As the two individuals disappear into the crimson battlefield, those who are left behind momentarily stare at the rather unusual occurrence. However, a snapping sound coming from an electronic makes itself known as Greed takes a photo with a cellphone device.

Silence turns toward him with a raised eyebrow, “...really?”

“What?” Greed responds, sending the phone away, “That shit’s hilarious.” He points over his right shoulder, “Besides, I’m not the only one doing it.”

As was revealed, many others were engraving the sight by various means, prompting Silence to sigh in response.

“It would seem immaturity runs strongly with you all…”

“Meh,” Greed responds with a dismissive handwave. “Don’t be such a boomer, Silence.”

Suddenly, Athena’s form walks towards the forefront of the large force. Her wings spread far and wide, and with the authority of a seasoned warrior, she exclaims:

“To arms! May the skies rattle with the cries of conflict!”

The Ancient of Space unleashes a powerful gush of air as she flaps her wings, sending her aloft in one swift motion. And following her actions, everyone else joins the fray as the mighty gathering disembarks the large cliff. Some jumped off and slid down the cliffside while others teleported away. And much like Athena, other individuals take to the skies.

Linn is the last one to remain on the giant cliff and watches on with determination festered onto her features.

“Is this what it was like for you, Shining Armor?” She inquires as she takes notice of several conflicts raging on the battlefield:

She could see Tzana and Sheeraiah continuing their clash, throwing each other around, punching, kicking, and parrying their blades.

She takes notice of both Starlight Glimmer and Shadow Thunder’s fused state as a display of magical blasts and shadow appendages tear away at foes with crackling thunder.

She even saw Mena’s new bipedal state, which was basically her standing on her hindlegs - a question needing to be answered later - as the dark pink mare slices away at a demon who tried to sneak up on Pinkie Pie. Then, after the duo had hugged each other, Linn notices Mena… going into a cannon?

……….

“Aim that thing real good, sis,” Mena comments with a grin.

“Okie doki yoki!” Pinkie responds, adjusting the cannon with a closed eye and her tongue sticking out. “FIRING!” She exclaims with a raised forehoof, “Take a Mena to the face, meanie!”

[THOOM]

A dark pink figure can be seen soaring through the air, accompanied by laughter. But also, a particular skeletal figure and symbiote melds with her. Before making contact, Mena’s body became platted in skeletal protection as elongated black tendrils drape behind her.

Mena lands on the large mass, her foundation comprised entirely of flesh as her hooves dug into it. Then, a series of flesh entities begin to emerge all around her. But before any of them could truly take shape, an elongated bladed tendril lunges out of Mena’s back and slices them to bits.

After a moment, Mena could feel something emerging from behind her.

-Behind you,- Skeletron comments internally.

“Yeah,” Mena responds, side glancing before turning around to face her new opponent. “I know.”

A gargantuan flesh entity of chaotic proportions starts to lift itself from the flesh. And as Mena calls forth her Vampire Knives, a sudden trident of lavender coloration and energy plunges itself into the behemoth.

Mena watches on with slight irritation, “Fucking kill stealers, I swear…” She looks upward, and the one responsible is none other than Arche, who floats above where the flesh entity once stood in a lavender aura. The two stare at each other for a brief moment.

“I didn’t need your help, so mind your own fucking business,” Mena starts.

Arche chuckles while shrugging his shoulders, “Wasn’t trying to save you. I just like to take out the big guys.” He smiles condescendingly.

Mena beams an amused smile, “I just met you, and I already want to kill you. Last warning: fuck off.”

“Ooh! Edge lord type, huh? Careful, don’t want to slit your hoof with all that edge.”

The two go silent. In truth, they could bicker until the end of time, but the Mount Everest-sized eldritch horror was a far more pressing issue. But one thing was made all too apparent from this exchange:

A rivalry has been born.

However, the two are suddenly drawn towards yet another series of flesh monstrosities who charge at them from afar. The two combatants prepare to engage, but a fiery figure crashes down upon the flesh entities like a meteor, causing both Mena and Arche to shield their eyes.

A crater of burnt flesh forms as a result, and a red unicorn stallion stands within the epicenter.

“Phew! That absolutely reeks!” Flame Heart comments, waving a forehoof in an attempt to combat the stench. “I did NOT think through what would happen when I burned old smelly flesh!”

Flame Heart takes notice of Arche and Mena, both of whom look on with a deadpan expression.

“Oh, hey guys!” Flame heart waves. “Sorry about that, but a hero always goes wherever and whenever he’s needed!” Flam Heart puffs out his chest with pride. “That giant rabbit guy really inspired me. Welp, you guys don’t need me anymore, so - AWAAAY!”

The fiery unicorn kicks off in a flaming comet, soaring away to aid others on this battlefield.

Both Mena and Arche still wore their deadpan expressions with a momentary silence - aside from the sounds of conflict all around them. Then, Arche turns towards the dark pink mare.

“Can we agree that that didn’t just happen?”

Mena growls, “Fine…”

Both Celebes and Venomous Sting avoid countless elongated spear-like tendrils, each one capable of mangling steel. Some of which ended with mouths and gnashing jaws.

“Come now, Dryad, let my tentacles embrace you!”

“Embrace this, you twisted fuck,” Growls Venomous as a barrage of homing energy projectiles are let loose, exploding on contact with the many tentacle mouths attacking Celebes.

“Thank you, so- er, I mean, Venomous!” The Dryad responds.

“Didn’t do it for you. Did it for Dad.”

Suddenly, the crimson earth beneath them bulges and enlarges before a gargantuan open maw careens towards Celebes from below. Screams and roars escape from the encroaching attack as the Dryad’s eyes widen after looking downward.

“Holy shit, Mo- Celebes, LOOK OUT!” Yells Venomous, diving forward in an attempt to pull Celebes out of harm’s way. Time seems to move slower as he approaches too slowly, the maw about to snap shut upon the Dryad.

Suddenly, a blast of glitching meteors slams against the wall and the mouth, forcing it to recoil. This allows Celebes to dodge the giant maw as Venomous floats alongside her recovering form.

“What?! Who dares?!”

“Look, pal, I’m all about the death and destruction, but when someone hurts the people my host cares about… Welllll, let’s just say, I get pissed,” says a condescending voice from on high as a glitching alicorn hovers, a smirk on his face.

“You…” The Mass comments in recognition. “I sensed your power before… yes, when those foolish mortals believed they could ‘train’ to face me in that desert,” Chuckling echoes all across the landscape, “Lot of good that did them, wouldn’t you agree? So what’s next, GrimDark? Do you really think one of YOU can face an eldritch like us?”

“What is an eldritch god but a miserable pile of secrets? You all have your weaknesses.” Terrabyte grins menacingly. “And your Hungry are running low, eh?”

The Mass of Flesh’s maws attempts a retort, but something causes the many eyes that lined the mountainous entity to dilate. The eyes shift, and they see that a sizable number of Hungry are being destroyed - in the literal sense - as Oblivion’s claw performs a middle finger before driving it into an eye.

Other eyes viewed another series of attacks that belonged to someone who possessed frightening physical aptitude. Many Hungry burst into gore and bits before the form of Greed shows itself as he bends his knee and looks into an eye.

“Hello, there,” He raises his right hand and prepares a flicking gesture, “K. Thanks. Bye.”

Greed causes his portion of the mass to get blown away by the resulting force with a simple flick. A piece of the rendered flesh falls onto his right shoulder, causing the Ancient of Greed to clean it off while saying:

“Hey, hey! Not the clothes. They’re worth more than you are.”

Following his earlier actions, Oblivion raises his arms before an anomaly is created, following a rather particular Demon Eye.

“We got here just in time - whoop!” Derpy the Demon Eye shouts before her pupil spins, summoning a large orange portal. Ash spews outwards, followed by a draconic serpentine entity.

A ground-shaking roar escapes the dragon before opening his maw and unleashing flames that could rival the lava pools of the underworld.

“Thank you for that, my dear,” Akuma comments before turning to Oblivion, “Greetings, protector.”

Oblivion looks at Akuma before looking down in shame.

“Not anymore, friend. My obsessions were turned against me. I’m sorry...”

The dragon shakes his head, “No. There’s no need for apologies, protector. I have long since forgiven you,” The dragon rest’s a single digit of his right claw onto the skull wolf’s right shoulder, “Now you must forgive yourself.”

“Heh. Harder than it looks,” Oblivion responds as Akuma removes his appendage. “But it starts with this guy,” The Skull Wolf finishes as the duo turns to the Mass of Flesh.

“Oh, no, not again…” Groans Derpy the Demon Eye as her entire body starts spinning accidentally, and a pink portal appears. Then, a small floating cat-like entity charges through, eyes filled with rage.

“Mew Mew Mew Mew! Mew Mew Mew MEW!” Says the angry creature, their paw pointing in accusation at the Wall.

Nearby, various eyes upon the Mass narrows in response, “English is a thing, rodent.”

Another creature, this time blue and bipedal, steps through the portal before looking up at the Mass.

“Us kicking those eyes right out of your body is a thing too, whatever the heck you are,” The new arrival said.

Suddenly, Anubis appears in a series of green flames. “If that flesh orgy wasn’t already spanked, it certainly is now. With all of us here. Welcome to the fun, Mew, Riolu.”

“Mew Mew Mew Mew!”

Suddenly, Mew’s eyes widen when she sees various forms that try to escape the monstrosity of flesh. As if upon hearing their voice, heads, hooves, wings, and all manner of animal-like appendages had reacted.

Anubis looks towards Mew with pity, “I’m sorry, Mew. I didn’t want you to see this,” He looks towards the Mass of Flesh, “Those who have been captured by this thing empower it from within… against their will. And your Pokemon… are among them.”

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.

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“Mewwwwwww…..” Mew starts shaking with rage before turning to the Riolu.

“I see them, too…” The Riolu growls, her paws clenched.

A vibrant blue aura manifests itself all around Riolu before pulsating in a fashion similar to spilling gasoline onto flames. In tandem, pink sparkling energy leaks out of Mew before forming a near-perfect sphere all around them.

“Mewww Me-Mew Me-Mew Mew Mew Mew Mewwww…”
“Translation: we’re about to kick somebody’s ass,” Riolu growls.

The entire sky becomes alighted by blue and pink energy, piercing through the ever-present crimson skies. The aura around Riolu shifts into an enlarged version of themself, all while Mew’s resembles the very planet itself - a pink transparent imitation. Every continent and body of ocean can be seen plastered upon the globe. Then, the energies from both entities began to draw towards each other, resulting in a giant flash of light that blinds all in attendance.

The eyes of The Mass closes shut due to the aurora, but upon opening them once more, a new being now floats where the former two Pokemon once stood.

“Mew Mew, motherfucker!” Says the newly-formed Mewlu, firing off rapid blasts of pink aura straight into the entity’s many eyes, causing them to explode on impact.

Fluttershy’s form is currently surrounded by rainbow-colored energy at another section of the battlefield. Each coloration represents the near-endless types of slimes throughout Terraria.

“Raaaawr!” The yellow pegasus roars out, her voice echoing as she slams her forehoof into a flesh entity, sending it hurling away in a powerful force. Then, her eyes let loose a beam of multicolored energy, which cuts through demons and crimson beings alike.

“All this pain and devastation, why?!” She inquires. “Why do beings like you enjoy this?!”

Suddenly, a large hand made entirely of flesh emerges behind her, “Because I simply enjoy it,” Comments the Mass. “What other reason is there?”

The large hand curls itself into a closed fist and crashes down upon Fluttershy. In response, the yellow pegasus caught it in place as she reared up and raised her forelimbs. A struggle ensues, all while laughter could be heard all around Fluttershy.

“You ALL exist to be my playthings!”

The yellow pegasus grits her teeth while saying internally:

-I… I can’t call upon more power… i-it would be too selfish of me to--

-Ho ho ho ho, you needn’t worry about that!- Responds a new elderly voice, its’ tone filled with jolly and kindness. -I’ve come to aid you, mother of Jatokai!-

-M-mother?!- Fluttershy inquires with confusion, albeit her cheeks become reddened. -B-but, I don’t have any- w-wait… Jatokai?-

The sound of ringing bells makes itself known, followed by a series of explosions that caused the large appendage that tried to crush the yellow pegasus to flinch and spasm in response. But mere moments before the explosions, Fluttershy had been swept away by a reindeer—one who had a shiny red nose.

The reindeer takes the yellow pegasus towards a flying red sleigh, a large sack sitting securely on the backside of the vehicle. In addition to several other reindeer, pulling said sleigh at the forefront. But what instantly catches Fluttershy’s attention is the man who sat at the helm:

“Ho ho ho! Greetings, Fluttershy! And, if you’ll permit me, an early Merry Christmas!” The reindeer with the shiny red nose floats alongside the sleigh, giving Fluttershy a clear view of the jolly red man.

“Great job, Rudolph!”

The brown reindeer joyfully dances in place with their legs, all while the jolly red man grabs onto Fluttershy and lifts her gently onto the sleigh, sitting her down next to him.

To say that the pegasus was absolutely shocked would be an understatement, but as she was about to thank the reindeer, the jolly individual brings Fluttershy into a warm hug.

“It’s truly a pleasure to meet one of the nicest beings on my Nice List.”

“O… oh, m-my,” She responds, still shocked.

He pulls away gently, “Oh! How rude of me; we need proper introductions!” The red jolly stands up; his height is a staggering 7ft. He places his right hand onto his chest as he lifts his left hand into the air before exclaiming:

“I am, Santa Clause!”

He starts to sing while merrily swooping Fluttershy into his grasp:

“You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I’m telling you why:
Santa Clause is coming to town!”

His sleigh floats over several sections of the battlefield as his song progresses. All while Fluttershy sits next to him in awe. He releases presents that explode upon contact with the Mass of Flesh, but when it comes to allies and those who struggled against the horror, the presents heals them—even giving candy cane weaponry to those in need of them.

“He’s making a list,
Checking it twice,
Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice.
Santa Clause is coming to town.”

Suddenly, Santa ends his song abruptly as he senses something approaching. He looks over his sleigh and spots an elongated tendril from the Mass, which careens towards them. Intending to tear asunder all who stood upon it.

Santa narrows his eyes, “Oh, I don’t think so! Such a naughty eldritch,” He points his right hand towards the appendage, “You are certainly on my Naughty List!”

Fluttershy looked on in anticipation, but she certainly did NOT expect Santa to jump off the sleigh as if diving into a pool.

“No!” She cries out with an extended forelimb. “No, please, it’s too-”

“No need to worry about Ol’ Saint Nick,” One of the reindeer pulling the sleigh interjects. “Trust me, Santa is no pushover.”

Santa’s arms are stretched out in front of him, similar to an Olympic diver. Then, he spins in place, and what happens next causes Fluttershy’s eyes to widen as her mouth goes agape. Santa Clause roars out before his shirt is torn apart by flexing muscles.

Santa continues to fall towards the appendage and cocks his right arm back with a fist.

[KTHOOM]

A shockwave sounds off as the two make contact, but Santa Claus’s form starts to cut through the appendage, surrounded by the most warming aura one could imagine. The jolly red mass of muscle is mere moments away from reaching the crimson earth, and with yet another spin, he lands on the earth with what best could be described as a heroic landing.

Santa takes a few angered breaths before rising to his full stature. The red jolly was a titan among men, and after raising his arms high into the air, he flexes his muscles so incredibly that he causes the local area around him to cave inwards.

Demons, Crimson entities, and floating Hungry are present before him.

“Now then,” Santa starts, cracking his neck, “Time to cross some names off my Naughty List.”

My sincere apologies for the heavily delayed upload time. Work, as usual.

Well, ladies and gents, next chapter is the grand finale to this saga. Thank you all so very much for enjoying the story so far!