Launch The Assault: The Cauldron

"Hurry, Hurry!" Tia exclaimed, beckoning Tzita from beyond the boundary of the Sixth Moon, "Put Everything In The Pot!" She said what she did with a strangely sleazy accent, as if she was going to grift Tzita, but what Tia was trying to show her was the giant gaping burning void that was somewhere in the Neo Zero World. It was so obscure and ambiguous, even if someone knew it existed, they couldn't just get to it simply by wanting to find it. As searing and gaping hot this void was, it was still a void, and did not produce light, but retained a coloration.

"This Is The Cauldron Of Cauldrons! We Mustn't Waste It By Not Taking Advantage!" One would wonder why the actual containment chamber for all the prisoners of Tainted and Sinners would be so important, but if it was big and powerful and obscure enough to be able to contain these types of entities, then it itself had to be a pretty big deal.

And it was! For watching them from beyond their torment. As well as dropping and mixing things into their torment! In fact, making suffering and torture was a lot like cooking, and Tia, having much ancient wisdom from both of her arcane Essentia that made up herself as a Spirit, would be able to impart and such that Tzita didn't know -- as, she was both arcane, herself, and also Head Witch, among other mystical things. "You've Got To Do The Cooking By The Book~!"

Trailing behind the Wind Spirit she summoned, Head Witch Tzita found herself at the mouth of the Cauldron that was the entryway to Hell. Already rather stirred by her own ideas, she looked into the open searing void with lascivious eyes, licking her plump lips. "Mhmhmhm~! Ooo, Look At Them All... I Bet We Could Go Down There And Ruin Them Just By Being Even A Little Bit Sexy." It was the perfect setup. "Well, I Guess They Were Warned About This Day A Long Time Ago, Weren't They?" she reminded her partner. "... This Will Be So Much Fun..." She couldn't wait.

Tia listened to the words of her sexy compatriot, finding herself inclined to descend into her demonic self just for the occasion. "... If Only I Didn't Have A Prior Adversary To Slay... Then I Could Have Some Fun, Myself..." she would brood. But, the Wind Spirit was not completely out of the fun. "... Give Me Some Time Then, Tzita... I Will Mark The Points Of Interest For You To Go To, And Whilst You Do That, I'll Take Care Of My... Prior Obligations And Finish Things Up Here With You." With those words said, Tia would slip into the Cauldron, where the hellacious ones were, to scope out prey for the two Behemoths to have sexy, sadistic fun with...

Tzita smiled and giggled lasciviously, finding it cute how Tia was so hellbent on vengeance. "Darling, Do They Really Matter THAT Much? We Surely Got What We Wanted, Right? And Even As I Am Quite The Disciplinarian... Even I Don't Think They're Worth Our Time Anymore After This." They had done everything necessary for the setup, and now they were on a roll. They didn't need their adversaries anymore for fodder or fuel because they already had enough of it. The Veritas was up and running now, and paying too much attention to frivolity would just waste their newfound momentum on something not worth it.

Perhaps it was because Tzita was much more emotionally detached, for she hadn't gotten involved with anyone when she was in that zoo. Tia, on the other hand, did so. So this was much more personal for her, and literally meant nothing to Tzita. Maybe, then, it was fine that they split up right now. "... Very Well," Tzita sighed, shaking her head. "... It Can't Be Helped." She casually hopped into the Cauldron then and entered the depths of the Sixth Moon, so she could fuck around with zero-consequence.

At next Tzita would appear, it would be at the mouth of Dudael, the Cauldron of Hell. Yet, she would be projected from the directly linked Cauldron of All Creation, Enigmas, which was where the Primordial Creation Realm of the Fae was contained. Whilst this Cauldron was specially made to contain and mix in Sinners and have a Tainted Realm, the Manna Realm was meant to have Creative Energy and Imagination as its brew. But, the two, like all of the Majora Cauldrona, were connected right at the mouths -- as portals. "There We Are~," Tzita, as Shinzita, with golden, shining hair like golden starlight, would glitter from her voice, "I Believe That's What Shina Would Call A 'Connection Complete'~? OOOHOHOHOHOHO~!" Her haughty laughter caused her gorgeous hair to brighten further, causing blinding illumination of her sheer luster of being in the sight of all things in creation.

"Connection Complete," Shina would say monotonously, almost robotically, in a deadpan tone once she'd formally aligned all of the elements of this mission and returned to the entryway. "It Seems Like I Am Not The Only One, Though. Geko Geko..." Coincidental as it may have been for the two of them to return nearly at the same time to the mouth of the Hell Cauldron, Shinkaerei would man her own stations and begin to stir the pot, resonating with the Creation Cauldron that Shinzita was at. "Gekogeko... Our Two Fairy Fountains Are In Alignment, Resonating..." Shinkaerei mentioned, "... And Now, Both Our Cauldrons Are Synchronized At Their Mouths, As Well... Which Means..."

Between both of the Zero Worlds of olde and new, there would be shared transition and exchanges of energy for a time, so that all of the ones that were deemed worthless in Hell were taken down to the old Zero World, whilst those of the old Zero World who might have been given a second chance at existence were sent to Hell to atone so they could work off their debt of sinfulness and potentially earn a better life after damaging and squandering away their first, indebting their souls to condemnation and purgatory.

This process was natural and happened often, and was finished by a natural cleansing cycle that purged those who were meant to have a second chance out of Hell, whilst also dumping anyone who was meant to go to Hell that was avoiding it in there in exchange. This was the 'Harrowing Of Hell', and was a regularly scheduled maintenance protocol for keeping it clean and in order. Which was why Kaerei was about to perform such a protocol.

"Get Ready Now..." she croaked, stirring the pot and mixing blends of brew...

The radiant Shinzita was on her mark, prepared for what was next so that the mission could be completed. "Good! Let Us Add A Binding Agent, Then, So That We Can Make This Easier For Us..." Chains and seals would begin to interlace the two Cauldron mouths temporarily for the exchange sequence, so that each of the souls within could be appropriated without any spillover into anyplace outside of that location.

Likewise, the worse entities that either had already been in Hell and were sent to the old Zero World afterward, or were born so terrible to begin with that they never even got to live in Hell, but only in the Abyss, would continue making their exchanges with those who were destined for The Pit. Shinzita would put all her newcomers where they belonged -- doing her bidding instantaneously upon arrival.

Shinkaerei was pleased with Shinzita and her cleverness, for she could see the extension of all of the events passing by from the Zero World, as she used to do all the time when she was the elder Goddess of the Zero World. Tzita was doing a fine job in her place, and though it was like pulling teach, Kaerei was happy she gave up her place and that they finally got Tzita to take it. It was definitely what was best, despite how they both fought it for so long.

"Geeeekogekogeko!!!" Kaerei croaked, getting excited. "Let's Finish The Job, Then, Shinzita... Seal The Deal..." Shinkaerei would pass into the interior interlaced worlds where the Cauldrons were merged, created an infinite loop of souls in a contained space. That way, within the enclosed Karmic Cycle, they could start to manage the souls more easily, as opposed to all the Karmic Cycles from all the universe. This really helped narrow things down.

So, there she went, into the conjoined Void Sun and Void Moon, to swim through the souls of the Zero Worlds.

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As soon as Tzita made it back home, she immediately went back to her Cauldron and connected it to the one where she was manned at in the Zero World -- the Cauldron of All Creation. That way, her personal Cauldron in her on house would forever be linked to the All-Cauldron of all Cauldrona. "Fucking Fantastic~!" she cried with glee. "Oh, It's Like Having Cheat Codes~!" Now the Living Shadow Tzita could connect with her version of herself in the Zero World, Shinzita, and withdraw her. Once she did, she assumed her Fifth Restriction form, Shinzita, so that she could enjoy the radiant ecstasy of her own self at its most pure. She really liked her Fifth Restriction form. Maybe this is what Khrona always felt like?

"Kaerei, Do You Read Me?" Shinzita called out into her own Cauldron, connected now to the Auldron (All-Cauldron), which was also connected to the Hell Cauldron, "I Believe We Have Contact. I'm In The Lawless Land And The Zero World Cauldron Is Linked. We May Proceed."

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On the other side of that 'Dimensional Rip' created by Tigen in the Veritas that permeated in the 'Dimensional Space' of the 'Original Lost World', which was the 'Mysterious Force From Beyond' that caused it to occur when the rift to 'Escellsia' was created... Was the -Negative Space- from where Escellsia -would- have been if it still existed -- the 'Dimensional Structure' it was -prior- to its conception... The Negaverse. Which is, coincidentally, hooked up right to the mouth of the Silver Pumpkinhead, known also as the Furnace of the Veritas -- Dudael, Cauldron Of God.

As all matters came to a head, the only head all the issues of the Veritas and beyond would see would be the head of the Headless Horseman -- the Silver Pumpkinhead. It was like a hellacious furnace with all sorts of hellfire inside; nigh hell itself. When it opened its mouth for its next feed, like Falak below, or Nidhoggr at the roots, it would draw in every last iniquity of all things for its own sustenance... Burning it for fuel for solely itself, so it could also then output that very same energy into the Veritas, after being converted from a deconstructed form and extracted of its impurities and imperfections... A refinement, so to speak, through the Silver Pumpkinhead's Headless Horseman Hades Hellgate.

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"Ah.. Now that I finally have my REAL head back... And not that copy I made..." He chuckled to himself, knowing that the Metal Pumpkinhead that was the Storage House for all the Data he'd ever collected paled in comparison to the REAL head of the Sixth Heaven, which was the Face of God, himself; Phanuel. It felt like it had been so long that even the Headless One had forgotten what his true Head was like, and his memories had been eaten away at. Even if they collected all the Data there was, there was missing information that was outside the accessible realms they'd gathered from... Even his Grandson, who was made in this image as a being of pure Data was not complete. Not until he had the pieces of Data that could only come from the Highest, just the same as Samael. Not a single being had ever collected that knowledge. But now...

"It Is Time."

He set his face to that of one of great seriousness, looking toward the Son of Man that had been chosen since long before he had ever known, and gave him a 'Gendou Gaze' that would never be forgotten. "You Are Finally Ready." At that moment, Samael would submit to the Son of Man and say to him, "Command Me. If You Are Truly The Chosen One." Though this was his direct family, this was still serious business. This was still God's work, and if anyone knew how serious it was to do this properly... It was This Man. "Lead Us Not Into Temptation, But Deliver Us From Evil, O Chosen One." At that moment, Samael, who kept riding, would lift his arms up, and the chains of the Holy Text that bound even he would be revealed to his grandson, each extending all the way out into the infinite clouds that surrounded his astronomical body. He was still bound by beings even greater than he... For, there were still angels superior to he, himself, that ensured he would not ever break away and fall completely into Sin, despite how he was allowed to Sin in order to exact God's will upon the Sinners that were hurled into his burning furnace, Dudael. "Everything Is Here... Except For You. Take Your Place And Break These Chains Upon Me." He would continue to ride on into what looked to be nothingness, but it was clear that Samael knew where he was going... And so did the ones on either side of the chains, who were bound to him, and the ones that were actually leading him. When they started moving, so did he, just like any Angel.

"Boutta Eat Up -All- Of God's Garden -- Fruits Of Good -And- Evil. And -Not Die- Like Humans, If They Try To Copy Me. They  Ain't Quite Figured Out That They're The Ones -Meant To Be Eaten- So  That -All The Other People On Earth- Can Survive And Live A -Sinless-  Life -After- They Are Eaten. And  They -THINK SO BAD- They Are -THREATENING- Someone. -ANYONE-. Instead  Of -SETTING THEMSELVES- Up To Be -CONSUMED- By The Planet Who Is  -SETTING THEM UP ON PURPOSE- As A -SIN OFFERING- To God. They Don't Even  -Know- What A 'Sin Offering' -FROM- The Actual -EARTH ITSELF- And Not  The -HUMANS- On It Looks Like. Nope. Cuz They -Are- The Sacrifice. All  Those Animals... Now, They're The Goats And Bulls And Rams. Not The  Animals They Sacrificed. Karma Is A Bitch."

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Through the Hell Cauldron, Dudael -- which Grimlock, the Silver Pumpkinhead, was the ruler of -- the Silver Pumpkinhead would open the Twin Arc Gates simultaneously, which was the only way for them to truly be opened. This was also the best way for them to instantaneously detach the Olde Witch Province -- which was now part of the Lawless Land -- from anywhere it was connected at any time. By opening the Divine Arc Gates, Grimlock could connect each of the Cauldrons that were connected to him to them. This would randomize their portals in their gateways and also eventually harmonize them. This way, the Divine Arc Gates would become active again, and so too would the Lawless Witch Province of the Olde Reality Village.