Launch The Assault; Shine City, The Tourist Utopia

After letting all of the pent up malice and aggression he had deal with Chibi-chan, who was finally strong enough to put up a real fight for once, for some reason he knew and loved, Ty-kun, The Tyranophant, would go tend to his Tymond Mines... Namely, the most grossly incoming net worth in all the Lawless Land, the Crystal Castle and Shine City. The stadium was for Lawless Sports and Tournaments, and the city was for workers and tourists or residents, with all accommodations and more. It was paradise for any Lawless One or Otherworlder, and the Ungods and Falshin had made their way here, as was previously detected by the Brahmastra... Well, The Argus.

Daughter Veritas, Tinasanti. As the Hecatoncheires--

Anyway, all that aside, all of that happened, and that was why when The Tyranophant's consciousness was uploaded to the Brahmastra to override his daughter's, he would be able to pick up on the Ungods and turn them into Teraphim for himself to play with... Er, 'Use', as the mafia liked to say.

In any case, there were some of them gremlins runnin' roundchyea... Gonna snag him a Fr*ggle.

To lure out the Ungods and the Falshin -- which were distinct but still classified the same way -- Ty-kun set up a 'Query Golem' meant to deliver a line of questioning that would absolutely trap them, and automatically trigger the larger golem; the OverGolem. Himself. In the Brahmastra.

Tourism was at an all-time high in the Lawless Land, but mostly only in the Residential Area of Shine City, where workers and visitors or inhabitants stayed and rested, relaxed, and enjoyed themselves indefinitely until the next tournaments or events and displays occurred. Charmed as it seemed, they were still only in Tymonland of the Lawless Land, and not living out in the real trenches of the Lawless Land.

They, however, were suckers to think that they were just going to sit around ENJOYING themselves all day whilst their beloved The Tyranophant did nothing but bust his ass to keep this place safe and enjoyable... From everyone. Including himself. And no one paid any protection to him recently... Usually, their cowering and sniveling groveling was payment enough, repugnant as it always was. But, ya know... Ya start to miss things to don't get a taste of for a long time. Surely, people like Chibi-chan and her maggots knew about that, but if he wasn't careful, she'd go and get all his little toys up and get Ungodly power. Then she'd like, almost be unstoppable, but he knows he stop buttons pretty intimately. Heheheheh.

"Hey, You Slimy Spankbuckets," he shouted to the Ungods, that thought they were slick because he had the Veritas hole them up somewhere for a time... Now being that time, "It's Time To Fly." Out of the nest, of course. "Ungods Vs. Falshin. To The Death. Crystal Castle. Now!" That was all that needed to be said. Though... A bit of 'enticement' never hurt nobody.

The Tourists were a stock audience, and they only used currency of the Veritas, so it wasn't as if Ty-kun was losing out for their... What, gambling...? He was mostly just watching money fly around and controlling people like a Greed Demon that could see their money going right back into their own products. They were going to go to work testing their bullshit powers for The Tyranophant to see them, since they thought all their little things they did against him were hot shit, or something. Like they really got some fucking techniques or something and that the Veritas didn't provide with literally everything.

So, Ty-kun thought it was a GREATER idea than these idiots had to just use for a 'Puppet Show', which he was so fond of. He was a 'Puppet Master' after all, and his 'Puppet God' was Ty-chan! Though, he needed a Puppet Lord... Yeah, Typhon would work. And Ty-chan could just collect Puppet Kings-- Wait, that is beside the point. The point is, he's clearly very angry at these people who think there's a safe place inside the Veritas in a designated land specifically to him by name, from the actual owner.

"Rise And Shine, Losers," he continued to blare on, to get them mad enough to get to work, "We Got Hella Occupancy Expected In These Bleachers, And Swear To God, If It's Not You, It'll Be Your Blood." They were gonna fight and use up all the powers they could muster, so no one would have any that could defeat the Veritas... Namely, The Tyranophant. "You'll Face Me As Typhon WHENEVER I GODDAMNED GET READY And Instead Face Each Other Until... I Goddamn Get Ready?" He didn't know; it sounded made up. It was. That wasn't the point.

"The Point Is, I'm Making A Nice Change Off Of You, Because Yes I Can." Yes, he could. And he did so. Comically, especially. So much fun. "The Valparaiso Denizens Who Have Been WORKING To Get A Piece Of The Pie Are The FIRST PRIORITY When Wanting To Make Use Of Someone Who DIDN'T Do Any Work." Namely, the Ungods. "They Will Be Putting Bets On Yas And Whatever, And Uh... I Dunno, You Can Make Bets Too, I Guess. What Do I Care? The Point Is... Hop To It, Or I Will Fucking Kill You."

The Watchers of all kinds -- audience, tourist, and general Lawless Ones -- were gathered from the farthest reaches of The Lawless Land Of The Veritas, and did whatever they wanted, but not quite as disorderly as one might think they would. They were Lawless and in the Lawless Land that they knew about, tourist, audience, or not. So, they were subject to whatever happened to them at all times, and responsible only for themselves, and in way is the Veritas nor anything or anyone of the Veritas at all liable, responsible, or even technically involved or associated with anyone who entered the Lawless Land.

With the crowd gathered 'round from the announcement, Tycoon Ty-kun issued out their first challenge against themselves. A customized 'Great Golem' that was larger than them, and also was able to grow larger and stronger than them at will -- the Mongolem. "See How You Guys Like The Practice Test -- Against My Mongolem. Hueheheheh." The Tyranophant laughtered about in a cacklish way, snickering. "Mongolem, GO~!" He threw out a 'Questiona-Ball' and out popped a 'Mongolem'. It looked like a 'Gingerbreadman', and was a 'Fodder'.

So the Ungods and Falshin had to fight with the Mongolem, and it was always growing stronger and larger than them, no matter what their sizes. They looked out to the Lawless Ones and saw that they were being put on display, in the stadium, for everyone to see a spectacle of them, and The Tyranophant orchestrated it. He also said the 'Practice Round', which insinuated there was something more difficult than this first creature, the Mongolem. They had to think about what to do about it... And it also hit them that there were no set rules or regulations to this battle. Not a one. Lawless Land? Sure, but... What were they to do when everyone could do whatever they wanted to. If the Mongolem was their ultimate goal, and all of them were here... Only one survive. Even if they worked together, they really did have to face each other at some point. And to pick each other off was the one thing they knew they had to do before anyone else realized, and also look like they were helping, for matters of convenience. Just like the regular Lawless Ones of the Lawless Land.

The Lawless Ones in the stands and bleachers of the Stadium were chuckling and chortling lowly to themselves, after seeing the Ungods and Falshin that tormented them being put on display for them, roasted like chestnuts on an open fire... Something similar to how they felt.

"Hahahahahahaha, Funny Little Simpletons..." The Ungods n'em was riding deep all day up in the Veritas and thinking it was sweet. Naw. Trying to fuck up Ty-kun's shit and leave a doodie in the Lawless Land, where everyone made doodies all day and Tymon watched. Like they were fucking dogs.

And that's why he gathered them here today, once they were done running rampant and acting a fool in the Veritas' Lawless Land, for the spectacular finale they truly deserved.

As Ty-chan, Ty-kun had orchestrated some of the Battle Orphans from the Broken Homes Orphanage to take the stands as well. Ty-chan would have them organized, and Slevercly was sent out as a spy to scope out the area for the entire operation.

Meanwhile, after this, The Tyranophant would materialize the 'Terra Firma' -- the 'Terrarium' -- over the stadium so that the superpositions would be blended and the 'Terrorlords' (of which The Tyranophant was part of) would be put on display even worse than before... And captured, somehow, for some reason, incapable of escaping by any Lawless means.

The 'Mongolem' that was 'Created' spontaneously crimened the Lawless Land's 'Terrain' where it was and left 'Desolation' where the 'Parasite Goddess' was leaving her little 'Maggots' and 'Leeches' about her, which were also like 'Fodder', but more 'Detestable' to 'The Tyranophant'."

Things were getting hairy for the Void Bo$$. At this rate, it looked like the Government and the Mafia would never leave him alone. "Shit..." he mumbled, looking over the Veritas from the Void, "... It looks like the jig is up." Void Bo$$ Tymon was going to have to cut his losses... Fortunately, those were as minimal as could be gotten. Fortuitously. "Time To 23-Skidoo!"

As he kept his sights on the Tymond Mines, following his White Rabbit to the $yndicate -- for dropping them to Hell -- and the Lawless Land, Void Bo$$ Tymon would also make note of the Butterfly Effect Field that one had to pass through, which was in Astrid, that would collectively cause the Butterfly Effects of all to intermingle and cancel themselves out in an explosive reality distorting display.