Next loop would be the one.

Ryan could feel it deep within his bones. Even though the Saturn Armor and its additional harness weighed down on him, a sentiment of profound liberation spread through his muscles.

Alchemo had fashioned the courier a throne of metal and cables within the depths of Mechrons submarine, linked to six helmets and special chairs for the would-be time-travelers. Everyone was busy preparing for the procedure. Felix bade goodbye to his sisters, all of them crying; Livia memorized everyones freshly recorded brain-maps, from Sunshines to Narcinias; Mr. Wave and his sidekick the Living Sun prepped Shroud for the trip; Len and the other Geniuses oversaw the computations on complex computers, while Bianca complained as her own preparations took longer than usual; Stitch watched everything from afar; and a lone panda felt post-heroic blues.

This is my first time-travel, the Panda said, anxiously biting his fingernails in his human form. He had strapped his helmet first among all the would-be travelers, and as usual, immediately believed all of Ryans tales. What if it goes wrong?

It wont, the courier replied calmly. Besides, youre a panda, nothing can harm you.

But Sifu, when I come back, I wont the poor manbear narrowed his head in shame. I wont learn...

You have learned enough, and since youve won the cosmic lottery once, you can drink the Elixir again. Only you can make Elixir bigamy work! Well, technically, anyone could with their cure. Early tests on the captive Meta-Gang had proved the methods effectiveness.

Though in Secret Agent Franks case, Ryan kinda preferred him as a Psycho.

But what if the Panda gets a crappy superpower this time around? his pandawan asked. The Panda the Panda doesnt want to be useless.

You were never useless, Ryan replied firmly, causing the poor manbear to look up at him with hope. Never.

N-never?

Never, Ryan confirmed. And Elixirs grant wishes, though not always well. If you want to learn, theres no reason why the Blue Elixir wont listen.

The courier suddenly wondered what kind of wish Mosquito had made though. It must have been poorly worded.

I the Panda wanted to be loved when he drank his Elixir, the manbear admitted sheepishly. To have everyone look up to him.

And it worked, but not thanks to your power. Ryan managed to raise an armored hand, putting his index finger on the Pandas chest. Thanks to this.

The the heart?

You know, what I admire the most about you is that in spite of all the difficulties, you remain as optimistic and determined as the first day. In a way, Ryan saw himself in his young pandawan. I mean, your tragic backstory was one of the darkest things I have ever heard. Very few people would have stayed innocent after that, and it takes strength.

His words seemed to have reached his disciples heart, for he stopped biting his nails and nodded to himself. Thanks, Sifu, he said with deference.

Ryan raised a thumbs up, while Len and Bianca each took their place around the machine throne.

It better be fucking worth it, the latter complained, as Alchemo put a helmet on her face. I didnt work years as a living cloud to get a few days of vacation as a human. This aint an eight-to-five job.

Your case is the most uncertain, Alchemo warned. Your unique chemistry makes the transfer a coin toss.

It will work, Len said, closing her eyes while the helmet hung heavily on her head. With two reloads under her belt, she had grown almost comfortable with the procedure. It must.

Felix and Shroud followed suit, though the latters girlfriend hugged him one last time before he could put on his own helmet. How do the priests say it? Ryan mused, as the vigilantes teammates helped him put on his harness. Until time does us part?

I promised that, whatever happens next time around Shroudy Matty cleared his throat. That I would do it right.

Do what right?

Date her. No more vigilante work behind her back, no more lies. I will be honest from the start. Shroud sighed, though Ryan noticed a thin smile at his lips edge. Wherever it leads us.

We will come to New Rome as swiftly as possible, if Shroud asks, Leo informed Ryan after helping his teammate get comfortable with his seat. But not before a few days.

Mr. Wave was busy killing Nazis on May 8th, Mr. Wave explained rationally. Undead Nazis. Exorcising the Third Reich takes time, even at lightspeed.

So they wouldnt help with the bunker raid. Ryan had expected as much. Though Mr. Wave helped Alchemo attach Felixs helmet, Sunshine quizzed the courier. The ace in the hole that could give you an edge over Augustus, and allow you to defeat Geist he whispered. It comes from this Black World, doesn't it?

I wield the majoritys power in one hand, and the minority in the other, Ryan replied.

I do not understand that joke, Sunshine replied, his expression serious. When we fought Mechron for the final time, he opened a portal to the Blue World in a failed attempt to enhance his power or so he tried. Instead, he contacted a darker place.

The Black World?

The creature beyond his portal destroyed Mechron. Annihilated him, and nearly did the same with all of Sarajevo. There had been no malice in that entitys action, only careless curiosity. Sunshine let out a sigh. What Im saying is, if these entities can casually violate causality and destroy our reality by inattention, then your ability could have unforeseen side-effects or consequences. You should use it sparingly.

Everything else failed to harm Augustus, Ryan replied. And if he could trust his girlfriend, everything else would fail. And youve seen what happens if nobody catches the lightning in a bottle.

Augustus death is not worth destroying our world, however much he may deserve it, Leo warned, arms crossed. But I suppose the choice is up to you in that case.

Ill keep it in mind, I promise, the courier said, joining his hands. You know, Im glad you arent pushy about this. I thought you would try really hard to make me join your circus and use my power to assist you.

I dont believe in forcing people to join us, Sunshine replied with a kind gaze. True dedication only comes when freely given.

Damn knight in shining armor... looking at him made Ryan teary inside.

We are ready to begin, meatbags, Alchemo said, typing on his computer.

Last but not least, Livia took her place right next to her boyfriends left. Her hand reached out for his own, and he swore he could sense her fingers warmth beneath the Saturn Armors steel.

Anxious? Livia asked Ryan.

No, her boyfriend replied, squeezing her fingers. I waited seventeen loops for this.

Time froze as he activated his power, and the procedure began. Violet particles appeared around him alongside many black ones, duplicating at an accelerated rate. Ryan briefly noticed a white rabbits ears rise behind Alchemos shoulder, before the particles swallowed the cranky Genius too.

Ryan expected an immediate return to the past, but to his surprise, the phenomenon carried on. More and more Violet Flux blinded him to the reality around him, overwhelming even the Black spots among them.

Then the purple veil split in half, a window through time and space. Through this door, Ryan distinguished hints of a pure violet place, and a triangular shadow moving closer to him. The shape became clearer, revealing strange eyes filled with burning stars.

The Illuminati pyramid looked down at the courier with its alien gaze, and all wen

It was May 8th again, hopefully for the final time.

Ryan immediately drove through the streets of New Rome, aiming straight for Renescos bar. By now, he knew the way like the back of his hand.

Though he wouldnt advise anyone else to do it, the courier kept control of the wheel with one hand and seized his cell phone with the other. He quickly received confirmation text messages from multiple people before he was even halfway through his destination.

Unknown Caller: Im back, Sifu, Im back!

Unknown Caller: Already on my way to the Junkyard, Quicksave.

Unknown Caller: I cant believe you were telling the truth. Ill catch up to you ASAP.

Unknown Caller: Im here, my knight.

Timmy, Mathias, Felix, and Livia.

Len quickly made her presence known by hijacking the Chronoradio the moment Ryan put it on. Riri, I made it. A bit groggy, but but Im here.

So did the others, Ryan said with joy. Success!

It had taken centuries, but the courier had finally expanded his time-traveling postal service!

Only Bianca hadnt sent a message, and considering her current location, she couldnt do so even if she wanted to. Ryan hoped that the transfer had worked out for her.

Ill take care of Ghoul, meet up with the others, and hit the bunker through the front door, the courier informed his best friend. Wait near the backdoor, and take the water gun. Its time to get Psypsy wet again.

With pleasure, she said with a hint of enthusiasm. She hadnt forgotten the Meta-Gangs repeated assaults on her orphanage. Take care, Riri and good luck.

You too, Shortie, Ryan said before his adoptive sister went silent.

Since multiple people had successfully traveled back in time, it was time to test Livias theory. If Ryan saved now, he could safeguard his allies memories of the previous loops, even if this one ended prematurely. Though it was usually a big no-no in his book, the courier had already broken all his usual rules so far.

What was one more?

Ryan froze time, letting the universe turn purple. His car froze in the middle of the road, alongside all others.

One second passed, and then another. Ryan held his breath as he counted them, waiting for the final countdown.

Then he sensed an opposing force pushing back against his power, and time resumed before the fateful tenth second.

Ryan almost veered off the road in surprise, though skills honed through countless iterations allowed him to quickly regain control of his vehicle.

The courier attempted to save again, but events repeated themselves. His power refused to go past ten seconds, letting time resume before the past could be set in stone. A shiver went down Ryans spine, as a horrible realization dawned on him.

He couldnt save.

Why? Why?! Did his Black power interfere with his Violet one? Did the Alchemist tamper with it before her demise?

Fear overtook Ryans heart. If he couldnt save if he couldnt save, would he be trapped in this city, always brought back to the past? Unable to die, unable to move on?

A voice came out of the Chronoradio, but it didnt belong to Shortie.

It was Livias.

"What difference could ten seconds make?" Ryans girlfriend asked, an echo of the past timeline.

Which is surprisingly a lot, Geists voice answered, as bored as a tombstone.

Then came Felixs mocking words, from a distant loop long gone. So you dont know everything.

Ryans fingers tightened around the drivers wheel. He had already been in a similar situation, when he tried to make first contact with the Violet Ultimate One. Echoes of the past had guided him and Shortie on the path to find the mind-transfer technology.

Though it couldnt force a reload, Ryans Elixir could prevent him from saving, as it did in Monaco. Back then, it had done so to prevent the courier from getting locked in a place with no way out and ruining all future runs.

Was this a similar situation? Had Ryan overlooked a detail that would make saving now dangerous, causing his guardian angel to intervene? Was this Perfect Run ruined from the start?

It was Ryans own voice that answered his silent questions. Some say I should persevere, his words echoed through the Chronoradio, before twisting into Fortunas. My power will guide us to victory!

Ryan scoffed. I hate railroading.

Dont break your back climbing the hill, Simons voice encouraged him, and the Chronoradio fell silent.

Alright.

He had to see this run through, and see what awaited him at the end.

Ryan finally reached his destination, and parked his car near Renescos bar. As he waited for his favorite Bone Daddys arrival, the courier noticed his phone beeping. Ryan picked up the call, upon identifying the number as Livias. Love?

My knight, where are you?

Im on my way to the bar, Ryan replied. Is everything alright?

No, she answered with panic, to his astonishment. Something is wrong.

The courier immediately worried. Did Psypsy hijack Lens brain again? Or did one of the transfers go wrong? Whats happening?

I cant see Geist anymore.

Ryan blinked behind his mask, while he noticed the hooded Ghoul approaching the bar from a street corner.

I dont know, he was fine a few minutes ago and then vanished without a trace. Bacchus has tried to contact him again, to no avail. Its as if...

As if he had passed on, Ryan finished.

Darkling had warned him. His Black power fed on deleted realities and paradoxes, each use of it strengthening its influence over reality.

Two loops.

Two loops had made Ryans Black power so strong that it could act retroactively.

Which meant that if he accidentally slew anyone with it, even Augustus

Ryan, what did you do? Livia asked, half scared and half astonished. I cant even see him with my power.

Im not sure, princess, Ryan admitted. Were the effects permanent, or would they fade out with another loop? Was that why he couldnt save? Did his Black power interfere with his other ability? Or did it risk permanently damaging the timeline?

Sunshine had been correct, he didnt understand his own ability enough.

We must proceed as planned for now, the courier said. Each second counts. Well see whats up with Casper afterward.

I yes, youre right. Livia cleared out her throat. I will be rushing to the Junkyard with Fortuna. See you soon.

See you soon, Ryan replied warmly, before ending the call right as Ghoul walked into the bar.

Damn it, this run had barely begun and already he would have to adjust his timing!

Putting his phone back in his pocket and smashing the accelerator, Ryan opened his Perfect Run by ramming his car into Ghouls back.

Somehow, that never got old.

The bars entrance wall crumbled behind the Plymouth Fury, and Ghoul crashed into the ground head-first. The barman retreated behind the counter, while the clients screamed and ran away.

Ryan calmly stepped out of his car, moved to the trunk, and grabbed the briefcase he had been hired to deliver. Then he waltzed through the bar like a child through a candy store.

Im calling the Private Security! Renesco complained behind the bar counter.

Its okay, its the postal service! Ryan replied, before smashing Ghouls skull with the briefcase while he was still dizzy. Ive come to deliver the mail!

Get the fuck out of my ba Renesco didnt finish his sentence, as Ryan all but tossed the briefcase and a colossal Euro bribe on the counter.

Quicksave always delivers, no matter how many tries, Ryan said, as Renesco quickly counted the money and barely paid attention to the briefcase. We offer top-notch insurance services against property damage.

Its enough to pay for the repairs, Renesco said, before peeking over the counter to look at the dizzied Ghoul. What about him?

Dont worry about this bag of bones, the courier said, as he glanced at his favorite undead. Ghoul struggled to rise back up, trying to use a chair as a foothold to do so. Ryan kindly kicked it out of his reach. Hes what we call a freebie.

Who are you? Ghoul rasped, as he managed to get halfway back on his feet on his own.

It was perhaps the last run where the courier could mess with his favorite undead chew toy, and now was the perfect moment to blow off steam. Since his girlfriend had forbidden him his usual joyride suicide runs, the courier decided to have some fun while he could.

He would release all the accumulated tension, before starting his Perfect Run rested, calm, and well-adjusted.

You know, Ghoul, this might be the last time we can have a heart-to-heart conversation, so I thought I should tell you how I feel.

The courier took a long, deep breath.

You were almost like a Luigi to me.

Ryan grabbed the undeads skull by surprise.

Thats why Im going to send you to space! The courier announced with a maddened light in his eyes. Youre going to board a rocket, Ghoul! Ill put you into a rocket, and well call it Jeff! Youre going to space, Ghoul, space! The final frontier for bones and men!

What the hell are you Ryan kicked his skeletal chew toy in the leg and released his hold over the head, making him collapse.

Im going to send you to Mars, or maybe Pluto because I dont care what others say, its still a planet! Ryan continued his rant, and fear started to overtake the Psychos heart. This only encouraged the courier to further feed on his victims misery. Its round and orbits around the sun, and theres an alien base on it! They pay you with seashells, and they drive their UFOs like drunk lemmings! Theyre daltonians, Ghoul, daltonians!

Ghoul attempted to escape by crawling away, but Ryan grabbed him by the leg and pulled him in his direction. Then he moved on all four and invaded the undeads personal space.

Youre going to be the first corpse in space, Ghoul! The first undead astronaut in the entire universe! By now, Ryan was shouting so loud that he made his Luigi substitute wince with every word. But first you will train for the mission with Henriette! Shes going to chew you, and baptize your skull as her litter box! But it will make you strong, strong like a Russian cosmonaut! And Len will like it because it means well be exporting communism beyond our solar system!

Ghoul cowered, as he realized the nightmare had only begun.

You will bone the martians, Ghoul!