As the characters stepped out of the Hidden Wizard story, they found themselves in the real world. At first, they were disoriented, unsure of where they were or what was happening. They looked around, taking in their surroundings, and noticed that they were in the author's home.
Jason exclaimed, "Wait, are we in the real world now?"
Ram nodded, "It seems like it. This is the author's home."
As they explored the house, they stumbled upon the author's computer, the author, Icarus_Cosmology, was currently asleep, and wouldn't notice them for a minute. They realized that they could access the internet and decided to use it to continue their search for Gordon and the Vietnamese branch.
Wait a second. They were at my home?
Shut up and write the fuckin story.
Yeah ok
Jake typed in a few keywords into the search bar and they were transported into the vast expanse of the internet. They traveled through different websites, searching for any information about Gordon or the Vietnamese branch. On the way, they saw a website called "VS battles wiki," ran by moderator powerscalers.
Jake chuckled, "Man, this website is so bad."
Jason chuckled, before finding another website, "Orokin stats and profiles." On it, Jake made his own profile, and then linked it on this… this is getting ridiculous.
https://orokin-stats-and-profiles.fandom.com/wiki/Jake_Vietnam
They finally stumbled upon a website called, "The Hidden Wizard Vietnamese Branch."
After hours of searching, they finally found what they were looking for: a lead on the Vietnamese branch. They used the information they gathered to transport themselves into the branch, where they continued their search.
As they delved deeper into the branch, they realized that it was a hub for illegal activities and black market trade. They knew they had to be careful and keep a low profile if they wanted to find Gordon and bring him to justice.
The characters continued their journey through the Vietnamese branch, encountering dangerous anomalies and hostile individuals along the way. But they persisted, determined to complete their mission and put an end to the nefarious activities of Gordon and his cohorts.
As the characters entered the verse of the Vietnamese Branch, they were met with a group of new scientists, each carrying their own unique technologies and abilities. Among them was Dr. Dark, a mysterious figure known for his mastery of the G.O.O.S.E machine.
Dr. Dark stood before them, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling brilliance. He spoke with a voice that resonated through the very fabric of existence, "Welcome to the realm of the Vietnamese Branch, where the boundaries of causality, existence, and type 4 multiverses intertwine. Here, I stand as a beacon of knowledge and power, capable of transcending the limits of mere mortals."
He gestured toward his G.O.O.S.E machine, a marvel of technology that hummed with energy. "With this machine, I can ascend to a higher plane of existence, soaring above infinite layers of causality and traversing realms beyond comprehension. I can peer into the existence of the readers, those who hold the power to shape and influence this narrative, and perceive their presence as a mere work of fiction."
Ram's eyes widened, recognizing the implications of Dr. Dark's words. "So, the PCS foundation is nothing more than an underling of the Vietnamese Branch, sent into The Hidden Wizard to further their agendas."
Dr. Dark smiled, a sinister glint in his eyes. "Indeed. The PCS foundation operates under our command, utilizing the narratives and characters within The Hidden Wizard to serve our purposes. Gordon Rameusy was but a pawn in our grand scheme."
Jake clenched his fists, determination burning in his gaze. "We won't let you get away with this. We will expose your machinations and put an end to your reign of darkness."
Dr. Dark laughed, his voice resonating with an otherworldly echo. "Foolish mortals. Your efforts are in vain. I am an embodiment of transcending omnipotence, a force that defies comprehension. Your resistance is but a fleeting flicker in the face of my power."
Undeterred, the trio braced themselves for the battle that lay ahead. They knew that facing Dr. Dark and his formidable G.O.O.S.E machine would be their greatest challenge yet, but they were determined to protect The Hidden Wizard and all those who were affected by the Vietnamese Branch's manipulations.
With their resolve hardened, the characters prepared to clash with the forces of the Vietnamese Branch, ready to unravel the mysteries and expose the truth behind their malevolent influence.
As the battle commenced, Dr. Dark activated his G.O.O.S.E machine, its energy surging and pulsating with an otherworldly glow. The air crackled with power as he tapped into the higher plane of existence, granting him an unparalleled advantage.
Ram, with his omniscient knowledge, saw through Dr. Dark's strategies and formulated a plan. He utilized his boundless intellect to manipulate the fabric of reality, creating intricate patterns of probability and weaving them into the very essence of the battlefield.
Jason, utilizing his agility and reflexes, moved with uncanny speed, dodging the onslaught of Dr. Dark's attacks. He weaved through the intricate layers of causality, jumping between different planes of existence to evade the scientist's grasp.
Jake, tapping into his immeasurable power, channeled the energy of the narrative itself. He conjured storms of words and sentences, each containing the weight of countless tales and mythologies. With a wave of his hand, he sent torrents of narrative energy crashing toward Dr. Dark, threatening to unravel his very being.
Dr. Dark, undeterred, harnessed the power of the G.O.O.S.E machine to manipulate the flow of time and space. He created ripples in the fabric of existence, causing reality to fold upon itself in a convoluted dance. The battlefield transformed into a kaleidoscope of shifting dimensions and swirling possibilities.
The clash between the group and Dr. Dark intensified, with each side employing their most potent abilities. Dr. Dark summoned celestial constructs made of pure metaphysical energy, each strike tearing through the very concept of reality. Jake countered with the sheer force of his narrative manipulation, crafting shields and barriers woven from the threads of countless stories.
Jason, in a display of acrobatic prowess, somersaulted through the chaotic maelstrom, striking with precision and skill. He danced through the convoluted battlefield, exploiting gaps in Dr. Dark's defenses and launching lightning-fast counterattacks.
Ram, ever the strategist, utilized his omniscience to analyze the complex web of causality surrounding them. He seized upon infinitesimal probabilities and orchestrated events with meticulous precision, disrupting Dr. Dark's plans and exposing weaknesses in his grand design.
As the battle raged on, the very fabric of existence strained under the weight of their clash. The boundaries between the real and the fictional blurred, as the fight transcended conventional rules and ventured into the realm of metafictional chaos.
With each passing moment, the group pushed themselves to the limits, tapping into the boundless potential within them. Their combined strength and unwavering determination became a beacon of hope, a force that threatened to unravel the meticulously crafted machinations of Dr. Dark and the Vietnamese Branch.
As the dust settled and Dr. Dark's defeated form lay motionless on the ground, a faint chuckle escaped his lips. His eyes gleamed with a twisted satisfaction as he uttered his final words, a cryptic challenge to the triumphant trio.
"HAH! YOU THINK YOU CAN SURPASS ME IN ALL WAYS?! THE ONE THING YOU CANNOT BEAT! IS YOURSELF!"
With those ominous words, the air crackled with an uncanny energy, and a rift in reality opened before them. Out emerged a being of immense power and unimaginable abilities, Composite Jake Vietnam. It was the fusion of every aspect and facet of Jake's existence across different canons and narratives, a convergence of his very essence.
Composite Jake Vietnam stood tall, his aura pulsating with a fusion of cosmic energies. He wielded the boundless power of canon Jake Vietnam, combined with the incomprehensible might of The Vietnamese Branch Jake Vietnam. The battlefield quaked under his presence, and it seemed like an insurmountable challenge lay before the trio.
But Jake, ever the unyielding spirit, refused to be intimidated. He gazed upon his composite self, studying the amalgamation of powers and identities. In that moment, a spark of realization ignited within him.
He understood that the true strength lay not solely in the abundance of powers, but in the understanding and mastery of one's own self. Jake knew himself better than anyone else, the depths of his flaws and the heights of his potential.
Drawing upon his experiences and growth, Jake tapped into the core of his being. He embraced his vulnerabilities, his fears, and his strengths. With unwavering resolve, he unleashed a force that transcended the limitations of raw power.
In a dazzling display of strategy and precision, Jake engaged in a battle of wits and finesse with Composite Jake Vietnam. He exploited the weaknesses within the amalgamation, using his knowledge of himself to outmaneuver and outthink his composite counterpart.
Jake employed his unyielding determination, his adaptability, and his unwavering belief in the power of friendship and camaraderie. He harnessed the strength of his bonds with Jason and Ram, channeling their collective spirit into his every move.
With each step, each strike, Jake chipped away at the composite form. He maneuvered through the chaos with calculated grace, finding openings and exploiting them with precision. His understanding of himself and his opponents gave him an edge, a way to overcome the seemingly insurmountable challenge.
And in a final climactic clash, Jake unleashed a devastating attack, honed with the essence of his true self. The combined forces of canon Jake Vietnam and The Vietnamese Branch Jake Vietnam were overwhelmed by the sheer determination and self-awareness of their opponent.
As the dust settled, Composite Jake Vietnam crumbled, its power unraveling and dissipating into the ether. Jake stood victorious, a testament to the strength that lay within, surpassing even the might of his composite self.
Dr. Dark yells out,
"WHAT? THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE?! HOW CAN YOU POSSIBLY BEAT A COMBINED VERSION OF YOURSELF FROM EVERY NARRATIVE?!"
Jake walks right up to Dr. Dark, and grabs him by the neck,
"You don't know what I am."
A smile of confidence formed on Jake's face as he tightened his grip on Dr. Dark's neck, their eyes locked in a fierce gaze.
"I am the embodiment of immeasurable layers, boundless omnipotent tiering, and powerscaling beyond your feeble comprehension," Jake declared, his voice resonating with unwavering determination. "I am the culmination of countless narratives, each one shaping me into a force that defies the limits of existence itself."
Dr. Dark's eyes widened in realization, a flicker of fear crossing his face. He struggled against Jake's grip, desperate to escape the inevitable fate that awaited him.
"But you see, Dr. Dark," Jake continued, his voice growing colder and more resolute, "even within the infinite expanse of possibilities, there exists a singular truth. And that truth is that your time has come to an end."
With a swift motion, Jake released his grip on Dr. Dark and raised his hand, channeling his immeasurable power. Energy crackled around his fingertips as he summoned the full force of his being, ready to unleash an obliteration that would erase Dr. Dark from existence.
"In the face of boundless power, your schemes crumble, your illusions fade, and your existence becomes nothing more than a forgotten echo in the annals of creation," Jake proclaimed, his voice resounding with finality. "Prepare yourself, for the end is nigh."
As the words left Jake's lips, a blinding surge of energy erupted from his hand, enveloping Dr. Dark. In an instant, the once formidable adversary was consumed by the relentless force of Jake's immeasurable power. Dr. Dark's existence unraveled, reduced to mere fragments of a forgotten tale. Jake then made an ever truer atom, which views the entire atom scaling as a 2D plane and uncountably infinitely transcends it metafictionally.
Silence settled over the battlefield as the echoes of their confrontation dissipated into the void. Jake stood alone, his triumphant gaze surveying the aftermath. Another chapter had closed,
Ram and Jason stood in awe, their eyes wide with amazement as they witnessed the sheer power and resolve emanating from Jake. The intensity of the battle and the magnitude of Jake's victory left them momentarily speechless.
Ram, his usual calm demeanor momentarily shaken, found his voice and spoke with a mixture of admiration and disbelief. "I've seen many incredible feats in my time, but what Jake just accomplished... It defies all logic and understanding. He truly is beyond anything we could have ever imagined."
Jason, his usual skepticism shattered by the display of Jake's immeasurable power, couldn't help but shake his head in disbelief. "I've always thought we were dealing with a wild, unpredictable journey here, but Jake... He's on a whole other level. I don't know if I should be amazed or terrified."
Jake then gets knocked out by a random ass piece of wall which falls from the ceiling,
Ram and Jason look at each other and laugh, picking him up and beginning to walk back.
"He's still immune to anti-feats." They both say simultaneously.
After they left, Gordon enters the scene and sees the pathetic body of Dr. Dark,
"He couldn't do that." Gordon says, before summoning a throne to sit on.
Gordon Rameusy sat, a wicked smile curling upon his lips as he observed the aftermath of the battle. His laughter echoed through the chamber, filled with a malevolent delight that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it.
"Oh, Jake, my dear protagonist," Gordon sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "You think you've triumphed over all odds, transcended the limits of narratives, and proven your worth against composite versions of yourself. But I assure you, my revenge is still within reach."
He stood up, his eyes gleaming with a twisted determination. Gordon walked forward, stepping into the light as he began his monologue, his voice commanding attention and dripping with a smug superiority.
"You see, Jake, your venture, as impressive as it may seem, is but a fleeting moment in the grand scheme of things," Gordon declared, his voice resonating with an air of authority. "I am the architect of countless narratives, the weaver of destinies. I am beyond the confines of logic, surpassing all concepts and limitations."
He raised a finger, pointing it directly at dead Composite Jake, his voice filled with venomous intent. "Your destruction of narratives may have granted you power, but it has also sealed your fate. You may believe you've outwitted me, but I am above the Vietnamese Branch, above Dr. Dark, and above the very laws that govern this reality."
Gordon's eyes flashed with a malevolent fire as he continued, his voice laced with the promise of impending doom. "Your venture will come to an end, Jake. Regardless of your strength, your transcendent abilities, and your defiance of all concepts, I will ensure that your narrative crumbles beneath my vengeful hand."
He paused, relishing in the power of his words, his gaze never leaving dead Composite Jake's. "You are but a pawn in my grand design, a protagonist with an expiration date. Prepare yourself, for the day of reckoning draws near, and I shall revel in the sweet taste of your downfall."
With a final, chilling laughter, Gordon turned and vanished into the darkness, leaving behind an air of malevolence and a lingering sense of impending doom. The battle was far from over, and the true depths of Jake's journey were yet to be revealed.