Maya stumbled backward, eyes wide. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO, MECHA DEAD END?"
Chris ran a hand through his hair, jaw tight. "I think Mecha Dead End got possessed by Azathoth. He's got Dreamer powers or something. I… I can't find the Void Mecha right now. Let me check the maps—Fanzin Machina's last known location."
The holographic display flickered in front of him, showing star charts, planetary systems, and faint traces of void energy.
Far above, in the heavens, Jade Emperor looked down, arms crossed, eyes widening at the destruction below. "What happened here? WOAH! Your mansion has been destroyed?"
Chris didn't look up. "Yes. Doctor West's fault. I killed him, but now I need to make a new, stronger team."
Jade Emperor shook his head. "Damn. I need to call Buddha."
A calm, resonant voice echoed from above, carried across the skies. "Wazzup. It's me, Buddha. What do you want?"
Chris rubbed his temples. "We have a problem. Mecha Dead End has returned, possessed by Azathoth. Dreamer powers. Total chaos. I need allies, and I need them now."
Maya's hands clenched. "We're going to stop him, right? We have to stop him before he—"
Chris cut her off with a steady gaze. "We will. But first, we need strategy. Maps, allies, and a way to track Fanzin Machina. Without that, even Jade Emperor and Buddha won't be enough."
Jade Emperor raised an eyebrow. "Well, Buddha, looks like we're being summoned for something serious."
Buddha floated slightly, legs crossed, radiating calm but immense power. "I got you. Just tell me what's next. I'll handle whatever comes first."
Chris nodded, looking at Maya, then at the map. "Then let's move. Dead End won't wait for us to get ready. And neither will the chaos that follows him."
The city below lay in ruins, silent, but the heavens were now awake.
And the next battle was already taking shape.