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After my disappearance, they had made multiple attempts to rescue me, but with the original summoner unknown, and with no tomes available, there was not much that could be done. Alternative methods such as planetary alignment could not function for this solar system, as no belief ever existed with the planets in this solar relationship. Beyond that, due to my rampage within the Hellish Dimension, whenever they succeeded according to research in The Network’s database, any portal attempted was rendered inert, the connecting forces having been slaughtered. Any demon they summoned was either dead or of no use, simply wanting to escape, having no ability to take others back without the allowance of the ruler of the realm. It is only due to my complete and utter destruction of it that I returned. It will take many years for belief to rebuild such a place, and when it does there will not be another undertaking of revenge against me. Those born from the collective unconscious will remember.

I am shown how the planet has changed, it is still largely untamed wilderness, with only small outcroppings of civilization stemming from the city. The continent on the other side of the planet had much changed, however. It is explained to me that Dr. Jeer had returned once more. He had found a way to utilize the cybernetics of old saurischian creations that lived deep within the jungles there. His experiments boosted their ordnance capabilities, his attempt at revenge wiped them out and devastated the landmass, leaving it bereft of life. It took all of the Golden Gravity Surge’s power to contain the blast and prevent a cloud of dust from cloaking the planet. So that is why it’s mostly desert. Our last stop is back to Gravity Square, it was rebuilt after Dr. Jeer’s original plan destroyed it while launching Krokodopolis, there is a museum inside now, and in it rests the GS-336. She had safeguarded it from resting adrift in space and preserved it here.

With its first trip out in a thousand years, we head directly to the edge of the gravity field. Knowing that dismantling the field will lead to the loss of Golden’s powers, which will likely lead to her death, I must devise another solution. Together, we are able to open a hole large enough for me to fit through. Once more, I am amplified by galaxies and black holes beyond. I can feel the entirety of all matter in the universe. Its collapse is slow, but the energy has remained. From outside, I am powerful enough to fix the damage done by the celestial intrusion of Yon-sogorath. No longer will my power be diminished when I am inside. Then, in the same manner it was able to be sustained without my presence in this universe, I transfer stewardship to Golden. My powers shall sustain its integrity from outside, but now she will be able to wield its power, and open Loameria back to the community of the cosmos.

Our return to the universe at large brings new challengers, new victories, and new problems. The Network of Communicating Planets removes this system from its Disavowed List. Loameria once again becomes a shining example, a bastion for science and goodwill, a staple in The Network’s databases of how a society has the potential to operate all in a few short years. Hundreds of years pass as we live upon Loamerian soil, the collapse of the universe is largely ignored by those who will not last the handful of billions of years that are left, but there are those who cannot ignore it, and the day will arrive that they appear before us.

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