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In the throne room.
Demon king Dokja and archangel Dokja stand side by side.
Archangel Dokja is still holding kkomas 2 and 1863 on his arms.
Demon king Dokja holds kkoma 999 on his arms.
Plotter probabilities a small flashlight and points the light to demon king Dokja’s eyes. He watches closely. Then he turns to look at archangel Dokja.
Demon king Dokja takes the opportunity to snatch 41, who was on Plotter’s shoulder, and hug him along with 999.
Plotter doesn’t seem to mind and checks the pupils of archangel Dokja.
“Both of you seem fine. There’s no sign of brain damage.” Plotter eventually says. “I believe what happened was that you split in perfect halves.”
“Oh you!” Demon king Dokja giggles.
“We think you’re perfect too.” Archangel Dokja says blushing.
Plotter facepalms.
“What I MEAN is-” Plotter unprobabilites the flashlight out of existence. “You did a 50-50 split. That’s why none of you know who’s the avatar and who’s the main body, because you’re both main bodies now. And I suspect your memories also got split randomly. For instance, do both of you know who I am?”
“Of course!” Both Dokjas say at the same time. “You’re-”
“Secretive Hyukie.” Demon king Dokja says.
“Big Meow-Meow.” Archangel Dokja says.
Plotter’s left eyebrow twitches.
“Dude!” Demon king Dokja looks at archangel Dokja in disapproval. “That’s his secret nickname! He’s not supposed to know about it!”
“Hmm… ops!” Archangel Dokja says.
The kkomas are either surprised or trying not to laugh at Plotter’s new nickname.
Just Plotter’s luck. One of the most powerful Outer Gods in the universe and he ends up being called Big Meow Meow to his face. And in front of his strongest dependents.
Funnily enough, it was the “Secretive Hyukie” that weighted heavy on his mind and on his heart.
“Yeah, just his dependents can know we call them Little Meow-Meows.” Demon king Dokja says.
“No, you idiot! Little Meow-Meow is a secret nickname too! They aren’t supposed to know that!” Archangel Dokja complains.
“… Oh…” Demon king Dokja says.
The kkomas look up to stare at both Dokjas.
“Okay, that’s enough. Both of you listen closely-” Plotter says as he proceeds to give a crash course on the Avatar Skill.
Both Dokjas listen attentively.
(Crash course ensues)
After a while.
“In case you’re in a hurry and unable to separate the memories properly…” Plotter goes on. “You can use the Avatar Skill to split yourself into three. Try to remember to give two avatars 33% of the memories and the main body will automatically hold 34%.”
Both Dokjas nod.
“During their creation, you can also give your avatars information without necessarily giving them the related memory. For example, you can create hundreds of avatars and tell them ‘to get to the kitchen you follow this and that path’ without giving away your memory of walking on said path.”
“Alternatively, you can show them the memory of the path to the kitchen, so they get the information, then you take the memory back after they understand the meaning of the memory.”
Both Dokjas nod.
“This skill is very overpowered if you know how to properly use it. But it can cause serious problems when you don’t know what you’re doing.” Plotter says. “For instance, when you split into two without dividing the memories properly, you may end up with different main bodies with broken memories, which is what is going on right now. And if one of you dies, those memories are gone FOREVER.”
Both Dokjas nod.
“While, on the other hand, if the division was done properly with a single main body, you end up with different avatars. If or when those avatars die, their memories and experience return to the main body. And if the main body is killed, the memories can be sent to an avatar on the last moment to create a new main body.”
Both Dokjas nod.
“When creating an avatar, if you want it to come back to you but you don’t want to absorb them immediately, you can give them an additional layer of protection. That way, they can still exist inside your consciousness, but separated from you.”
Both Dokjas nod.
“Now could both of you please go back to being just one person?” Plotter asks.
“Sure!” Both Dokjas say in unison.
They take a step towards each other and the two become one.
Now Dokja, in his demon king archangel transformation, holding four kkomas in his arms, looks at Plotter.
Dokja stays in silence for a moment, while his memories fall back together. Then he tones down his transformation to use just the demon king form.
“Are there any confusing or broken memories…?” Plotter asks.
“Nah.” Dokja says. “I think they’re back to normal.”
“Good.” Plotter says.
The kkomas are a bit surprised by everything that just happened.
999 is surprised because Plotter didn’t seem to mind Dokja stealing Plotter’s skill.
2 is surprised because Plotter separated Dokja from 999 when they got close, but didn’t seem to mind if it was 2 and 1863.
1863 is surprised because Plotter didn’t mind being called Big Meow-Meow. So he didn’t complain being called Little Meow-Meow either.
41 is surprised Plotter can keep a serious face around Dokja after what they saw from turn 0.
“Hyukie-” Dokja starts to say.
Plotter feels his chest heavy when he hears that “Hyukie” again, but he manages to keep a straight face.
2, 999 and 1863 wonder what was it that made 41 become as white as a sheet of paper.
“You were trying to remember 0 for quite some time, right? And it worked, so are you going to make a new dependent?” Dokja asks.
Plotter nods without saying anything.
“After you’re done with all that 0 work, can we have dinner together?” Dokja asks with a smile.
Plotter opens his mouth to say something. Then he closes his mouth. Should he accept when just some time ago he decided to trick Dokja so he never takes part on the final scenarios with his companions?
41 notices Plotter is taking a while to answer. And 41 worries Plotter will try to push Dokja away, like he did with his companions on the 41st regression in a failed attempt not to get too involved and regret it later.
“He agrees. He’s just tired now.” 41 says.
“Oh, I see! Must’ve been quite the mental work to remember stuff from so long ago, huh?” Dokja says.
“Umm, yes.” Plotter says.
“Right! Let me know when 0 is around!” Dokja says making his way towards the door. He shoots a glance at Plotter. “Our date is on Zero’s birthday.” He winks and closes the door.
Plotter stares at the door for some seconds before saying “wait… a DATE?!”
Outside the throne room.
Kkomas start to show up from all directions.
“Hey Dokja! Do you want to check out the secret chess tournament we’re organizing?!”
“Dokja, we got a new movie from the Wenny King!”
“Dokja, if you want to hang out with us…”
“Dokja!”
“Dokja!”
“Hey, Dokja!”
Dokja giggles.
He decides to leave in his archangel form with 2 and 1863 on his arms.
But he also leaves in his normal form with the chess group.
And he also goes watch a movie.
And hang out with the kkomas calling him.
He also leaves with 999 on his arms.
And a demon king Dokja stays behind with 41 on his arms.
41 looks up. “I counted 10 of you.”
“Yeah, but this time I didn’t split us with equal parts.” Dokja says.
“Oh, ok, good.” 41 says.
“Hey 41, you look a bit upset today. Is it because 1863 yelled at you?” Dokja asks.
41 looks down and shakes his head.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Dokja asks.
41 shakes his head.
“Do you… want to stay in bed hugging while I give you head scritches?” Dokja asks.
41 nods.
Demon king Dokja leaves with 41.
Meanwhile, inside the throne room.
Plotter sits on his throne thinking about the information he has acquired and about the information he doesn’t have.
‘So, after using all of his probability, Dokja was our weak, lost and asleep sponsor beyond the Wall after all.’
‘But, unlike Asuka Ren, he didn’t use all his probability to create the world. He used it to protect me. And to talk foolish things. With me.’
Plotter taps his fingers on his throne.
“I wonder who created the world and the Star Stream…”
Meanwhile, at the Industrial Complex.
Sooyoung places her hand on Joonghyuk’s shoulder. “Are you ok? Do you think you can take part in the monkey scenario?”
Joonghyuk looks at her with a serious face. “What kind of stupid question in that. Of course I can.”
“Haha.” She laughs. “It’s because of shitty attitudes like that… you know what. Never mind.”
Sooyoung starts to walk away.
“Wait.” Joonghyuk says. “That… what?”
She looks over her shoulder with a grin. “That you’re losing you-know-what to the weird old other you.”
Joonghyuk walks over to where Sooyoung is.
“I just… I was very sleepy on previous days because I started to remember the time before the regressions. It was too much information and it made me mentally tired.” Joonghyuk says.
Sooyoung looks at him with great admiration in her eyes. “Fascinating! It can speak in complete sentences! Like a normal person would!”
Joonghyuk growls.
“Too bad your memories took so much of your time.” She says shrugging. “That time could’ve been invested on important stuff, like the planning we did for the next two scenarios.”
Joonghyuk looks a bit offended by that. “What do you mean ‘important stuff’? Those memories are important.”
Sooyoung tries to remember if that damned novel had anything important mentioned on turn 0. Was turn 0 even mentioned at all?
She looks at Joonghyuk in confusion. “Those memories are important? For what?”
He looks at Sooyoung like he’s looking at a stupid person. “For me!”
Meanwhile, behind a pillar in N’gai.
Kkoma 666 looks at the star stream on the phone. “I don’t understand. If Plotter is awake, then why…”
Kkoma 777 shakes his head. “The old man lost it.”
“Maybe he just forgot to alter the time flow the last time he woke up?” kkoma 888 says.
“Nah, he’s plotting something.” The eleventh and miniature Dokja says. “But don’t tell him I noticed.” He winks.