>>5897352“Good to see you made it out okay. Ish.” Ace says, holding a hand out to Trunks. Who hesitates, looking from his hand to his face and back, before accepting. The two shake, Ace nodding as a small smile comes to his face. “Seems neither of us made it out of this one alive this time.”
“Wait, Dumplin killed you too?” he asks, Future Chaya stepping forward and floating up, wrapping her arms around Ace's neck as she looks at him.
“He got everyone. Except for Daddy over there, and a couple of the little ones.” Future Chaya says, pointing at you with her head. “I thought I could take him, but his power. It was out of this world.”
“Yeah. I've seen it up close before, he's what pushed me to getting Blue.” Trunks replies, the trio talking quite casually after everything that happened. But you let them talk, turning back to the Demon God.
“So. What happens now?” you ask him, one of the most powerful beings you've ever met smirking.
“Now? Now I will consolidate my power. Chronoa may have gotten away, at least for now. But she can't hide for long.” he replies casually, the knowledge she escaped worrying. But then again, with his power so much greater than hers, no wonder he doesn't see her as much of a threat now. “I have already secured the Time Nest as well as its contents against her, should she try pulling a repeat performance. The prime scroll, as well as your own are safe.”
He then, to your shock reaches into his robe, pulling out a pair of Time Scrolls.
“I'm not letting her get her hands on these. If she proves to be... Troublesome, I may give you a call again.” he says, tucking away the scrolls as he sighs out. Almost a sound of complacency, more than exhaustion. The sound of a work well-done. “But, for now, enjoy your victory with your family. Feel free for you and everyone to return to New Salda, as the Time Patrol won't be an issue. Speaking of, I do still have some... Unfinished business. You there. Boy.”
“Wh-Me?” Trunks asks nervously, turning to face Mechikabura as the Demon God approaches him. With a hand to his chin he looks Trunks over, then nods to himself.
“Hmph. Well, you'll do for now. Come, we're leaving.” Mechikabura says, a dark void-like portal opening up behind him.
“Leaving? To where?” Trunks asks, Mechikabura giving him a predatory grin.
“To Conton City, of course. Someone has to give the Time Patrol's surrender to me. And with Chronoa fled, that leaves you in charge of their lives, <span class="mu-i">Apprentice</span> Time God.”
“Wait.” you say, Mechikabura and Trunks both turning to you as you speak up. “I have an idea.”
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