"OH CRAP MAN, WE GOT A FATAL WOUND IN OUR TRUNK MAN, I DON'T THINK WE'RE GONNA MAKE IT MAN." "Dude... Calm down, that thing is like 5 miles away, see those red lines trailing behind it? If those weren't there, we would currently be in them." "OH CRAP MAN, WE GOT A FATAL WOUND IN OUR TRU-" "Will you guys shut up? I'm trying read my goddamn comics." "Now Now Jerr-" "And what the fuck is it with these stupid ass names you invented? I never heard any of these NAMES before." "OH CRAP MAN, We're like, INITIATINGGGGGGG!!!"
Over the mountain which they stood, Ten heroes, ten lines of blood. Fabric torn, souls intact, Forge them binded, free from memory.
"Live as one! Die as many!" The gigantic beast raised its great arms and yelled at the top of its capacity, filling the abyss in which it stood. "THE AVENGER OF THE END!!!!, HYAAAAKUUUUU MAAAAN SHINKUUUUZZZAAAAAA."
The clouds shifted as the wind spoke to the others. "So, what shall we do about this?" "If we involve ourselves, we might disrupt the balance." "Life is not supposed to be balanced, we should tip the scales for the new ones to survive." "If that is our decision, then we should be ready for anything that happens." "Idiot, we can't die." "Even so, we're not the only one." "Oh you're worried about him?" "Just, do not be reckless." "Fool! Charge forward with the power of a thousand souls!" "What?" "I thought it sounded cool."
Space folded its hands and shook its head, looking down at the crossings of reality. There, were paths would cross between worlds, he pointed. Whether or not they were on the winning side, wouldn't matter, they were doing it for the now.
"I'll show you the true color of red soon enough... troubled one."