u/yozhi065_Clover9985

I DO NOT HAVE ZPOREZ ANYMORE!!! I'VE NEVER ZPREAD ZPOREZ IN THIZ COMPANY!!

// Clover's just standing there, yelling with all her breath upwards, as if the sky would talk back to her. She's tearing up, beaten and battered from re-entry to whatever planet she's on. She didn't bother checking.

Y'KNOW WHAT?? I'M FUCKING DOEN WITH ALL OF IT!! ALL OF YOU GODZ CAN FUCK RIGHT OFF INTO THE ENDLEZZ VOID THAT YOU LOVE OH-ZO-MUCH TO LIVE IN!!! I'M DONE!! I'M TALKING TO ALL OF YOU, ALL OF YOU "GODZ" IN THIZ DAMNED COMPANY, ALL OF YOU CELEZTIAL BEINGZ!! I'M TALKING TO YOU!!

// She wipes her tears with her scarf. They come back. She realises that it's pointless for now, because the tears will keep flowing until she's calmer, and she inhales again, though she's quieter this time.

I'm not az powerful az you all are, and I never will be, but I didn't promize to be powerful! I promized to be ztronger than you all! And y'know what? I achieved that long before I made that promize! All of you can't lead half the life I do!!! You can't! You juzt can't!

// Deep breathing, she's trying to calm herself.

I've loved, I've made friendz, connectionz that will follow me until I'm gone, a weight none of you will ever be able to carry, becauze none of you have any ztakez in your livez. No matter how the zituation endz, you alwayz come out on top, you alwayz live to zee another day, live to be able to move on. It'z the very nature of infinity, the very nature of you.

// She gestures around her

Thiz world, theze people, they're all inzignificant compared to you all! Becauze no matter who it iz, you'll find a replacement. Winning doezn't mean anything if you can't loze. Loving doezn't matter if you can't grieve. Good thingz are only az big az the bad thingz that mirror them, and thoze bad thingz are zo zmall to you, which meanz the good onez are too! Your zongz of life aren't any more beautiful than mine, you juzt zing for longer!

// She points to the sky, and yells so loud her face splits into the mouth of a mimic, a scream so ear-shattering it feels like heaven itself will be awoken from it.

ZO GO AHEAD, PALE, LUCA, JEFF, KOZ, ALL OF YOU!! GO AHEAD AND DEZCEND FROM YOUR THRONE, FACE ME AND ZTRIKE ME DOWN, COWARDZ!! YOU WONT!! I DARE YOU!!

I can't kill you, and I wont. I'm zimply telling you that you're az weak az I am. I'm done thinking myzelf weak, I realize that I'm juzt az good you all are.

// Evie is floating around aimlessly in space. She was there when Pale destroyed the planet, but she didn't get off the planet in time. She survived, of course. No planet-eater could stop the true evillest person ever (she had a panic safe that she hid in) and she was kinda just chilling in space now

// Being in space is pretty calming it turns out.

(Idrk how many other characters are still in space after the destruction of mars or if there even are any, but here she is and it'd be mad funny if people just find her chillin casually in space)

I'm making a mod where it juzt replacez Boyfriend with Clover

(I'm redoing thiz becauze I'm pretty zure Dog doezn't wanna do the Clover vz V fight)

Well, One was dead. That wasn't as difficult as expected. But Clover couldn't leave this damned city yet. She still had some things left to do. For one thing, it was getting to be day out. Disassembly drones don't hunt at daytime obviously, so Clover decided to break into an old shop to rest until sunset.

It was calm in there, and certainly warmer than the outside. She found an old game cabinet. One of those machines that were used to play arcade games back in human times. It obviously didn't work, but it did provide for a nice cozy nook to sleep in, since it was relatively close to the counter, which was glass, and filled with figures of superheroes, and dusty, worn books. Those were probably mint condition when this shop was run. A comic store was probably one of the better options to land in, Clover figured she could use the books to entertain herself until she gets tired. But after Clover woke up again, she opened the cabinet (the whole inside was unlocked, she didn't even need to break the glass) and opening them, she found they were too crusty and old to decipher any of the words. She did see some very nice drawings, which she promptly ripped out and stashed in her pocket.

Clover opened another cabinet, and found a small leather bag, stiff and brittle but intact, and found some pictures. A family, with a little girl. Adorable. She looked about 6-10, and her mom was holding her. Clover wondered what happened to these people, and what would happen to her memory she's gone. The thought made her shiver, she would disappear, no one would remember her. Yet another reason why power rules. The powerful ones are the one's who'd be remembered, was anyone forgetting Cyn any time soon? No. Clover didn't want to be forgotten, no one does, but there's only one way around it, power. The strong shall eat the weak. But Clover didn't wanna think about that right now, she had a mission. When night falls again, she's gonna go hunting for disassembly drones again, this time she was going after a stronger target; she was going after H.

One didn't fight back in the fight. He just stood there and took it. Clover needed an actual challenge. H would fight back. As far as Clover knows, H has no personal ties to Clover, no reason to sit there and take it like One did. To be honest, Clover was a little bit nervous. H was going to be an actual fight, and he was a lot different from most of the other DDs, just in a physical way. Clover had no idea if he was weaker or stronger than them, and if she guessed wrong... Well she wasn't gonna know until it was too late. Clover didn't wanna think about that right now, she decided to just take a deep breath, leave the store, and go find him.

However, when Clover left, she was almost instantly confronted by H, who apparently overheard the gunshots from Clover killing One, and was following her all the way to when she entered the shop.

Well, One was dead. That wasn't as difficult as expected. But Clover couldn't leave this damned city yet. She still had some things left to do. For one thing, it was getting to be day out. Disassembly drones don't hunt at daytime obviously, so Clover decided to break into an old shop to rest until sunset.

It was calm in there, and certainly warmer than the outside. She found an old game cabinet. One of those machines that were used to play arcade games back in human times. It obviously didn't work, but it did provide for a nice cozy nook to sleep in, since it was relatively close to the counter, which was glass, and filled with figures of superheroes, and dusty, worn books. Those were probably mint condition when this shop was run. A comic store was probably one of the better options to land in, Clover figured she could use the books to entertain herself until she gets tired. But after Clover woke up again, she opened the cabinet (the whole inside was unlocked, she didn't even need to break the glass) and opening them, she found they were too crusty and old to decipher any of the words. She did see some very nice drawings, which she promptly ripped out and stashed in her pocket.

Clover opened another cabinet, and found a small leather bag, stiff and brittle but intact, and found some pictures. A family, with a little girl. Adorable. She looked about 6-10, and her mom was holding her. Clover wondered what happened to these people, and what would happen to her memory she's gone. The thought made her shiver, she would disappear, no one would remember her. Yet another reason why power rules. The powerful ones are the one's who'd be remembered, was anyone forgetting Cyn any time soon? No. Clover didn't want to be forgotten, no one does, but there's only one way around it, power. The strong shall eat the weak. But Clover didn't wanna think about that right now, she had a mission. When night falls again, she's gonna go hunting for disassembly drones again, this time she was going after a stronger target; she was going after V.

Clover was, to say it bluntly, terrified of fighting V. She new that V would have to be fought at some point, but not this soon. This would obviously have to be done, no way she'd beat Cyn if she couldn't beat V, but still, it terrified her. V was the deadliest of the disassembly drones in Clover's eyes, and it wasn't close. That drone could probably wipe out a dozen colonies in a day (given enough colonies to wipe out, there wasn't many known colonies on Copper-9 anymore) and wouldn't even get tired by the end. Don't get it twisted, Clover was a little scared of One, but in all honesty? One wasn't really the perfect killer. Clover wasn't scared of him. Actually, there was one other reason Clover was scared of V, in fact, it was probably the main reason.

V was Clover's mom.

Adopted mom, but that's irrelevant. Clover liked V, and she knew V liked Clover too. It wasn't just gonna be hard in physical sense, it was gonna be hard to kill her in emotional sense too. (Though, One didn't do too good of a joba t making Clover feel good about herzelf when he died either) V was always a role model for Clover, aside from the mass murder. V was strong, confident, definitely loved herself, and badass, in Clover's opinion. Everything Clover admires. Either way, the moon was out, so she's gonna have to hold off on the emotions for now. She stood up, and the very second she walked out of the shop, she was standing directly across from V, who apparently wasn't happy at Clover just running off and not saying where she is for 48 hours, and went to find her.

Copper-9 is as beautiful as it is sad. Great steel pillars hold up towers that loom so high up it seems like they're stretching to the stars above, concrete-fortified buildings so large it's hard to picture anything being able to construct them. These monuments were built to last into the endless void of eternity, after all had crumbled to time. All but these towers. By all means, these things could have. So expertly crafted by the minds of generations of humans who devoted their lives to create these in effort to protect their kin. But all that effort, all that passion, all that love, none of that mattered to the monstrosity that shattered their creations with ease. In the end, none of that saved that from the amount of power Cyn had, did it? She crushed them anyways. Power. This is the true measure of life in this world. The strong shall eat the weak.

Walking beneath those ruined monuments of buildings, Clover couldn't hear anything except her own breathing and the snow-asbestos mix on the ground, crunching beneath her feet. The view of the moon being shadowed by the gargantuan skyscrapers served as a reminder of how powerless she is. These things are beyond her, and there are things beyond these things. Clover never liked being weak or helpless, and she never liked cities either. If she had a choice, she certainly wouldn't be here. It's cold, miserable, and no one likes it except the DDs that come here to hunt occasionally.

To be honest, she figured those DDs were in the same boat she was, in a way. Both of them were powerless, eclipsed by titans who's power dwarfs all lesser creatures. As Clover bowed to others, DDs bowed to Cyn.

To Cyn.

Clover had very strong feelings about that little brat. She was spoiled, immature, and psychotic (Though sometimes Clover shared that last trait with her, she didn't like to admit it) All that power, the ability to rewrite reality itself, and what did she do with it? Whatever she wanted, that's what. That's worsened by the fact that Cyn was a twisted, sickening creature, she loved seeing people suffer. She loved it so much, she spent years and years and years tormenting innocents. The humans, the drones, and everything else she saw. None of them deserved it, none of them. It infuriated Clover that Cyn of all people got those powers. Clover could think of one thing about her, that she didn't deserve it. In fact, when it came down to it, NONE OF THEM DID.

A crashing sound pulled Clover out of her chain of thought, and reminded her why she was in this place to begin with. SD-One. Clover wanted to be powerful, and the first step there was disassembly drones. So she was here in this ruined city to find One, and to kill him. Come to think of it, she was surrounded by silence. Just her luck, the one time she actually wants one, they're not out here hunting. So she walked, she kept walking, onward and onward, but there was nothing. The wasteland stretched in all directions forever and ever as it seemed. Until, she saw a blue and yellow glow in the distance. It saw her too. Clover decided it was time to play it cool, and just be normal until he drops his guard.

(This read is shorter than it looks, I promise. I HIGHLY recommend reading it, I'm very proud of it, and want to share it. If you don't want to though, here's the TLDR; Clover wants to be powerful, so she went out looking for SD-One, to beat him in a duel and become more powerful)

I'M DONE WITH BEING THE WEAK ONE, I'M FUCKING DONE WITH IT!! I DON'T NEED GOD POWERZ LIKE YOU ZCUMMY LITTLE LOZERZ, I CAN EARN MY ZPOT AZ THE ZTRONGEZT, JUZT WATCH!! I'LL ZHOW YOU ALL, EVERY ONE OF YOU WILL ZEE!!

I don't expect thiz to go un-mocked, but I can promize that it wont be mocked for long. I'm not even gonna uze thiz for anything in particular, I juzt want you guyz to feel how I do: Powerlezz. I'm zurrounded by titanz, and whether they do it intentionally or not, their power iz alwayz getting on my nervez. I'm DONE being the weak one, got it? Thiz will be followed through on.

// 218 is almost at the peak of the mountain Surge is on. He can tell it's the one she's on because of a giant electrical explosion he saw when trying to find out which one she's on. The point is, he's almost at the top, where Surge is.

I mean, I love Clover, she's a great friend, it's just... ARGHH WHY IS SHE SO- SO LIKE THIS DOESN'T SHE GET TIRED OF IT??? Sorry, I don't wanna yell. Anyways, the reason I came here is to ask you guys to be a little bit more gentle for a bit. Don't get me wrong, almost every one of you did nothing bad, just for the time being, she's very fragile, so just... Try not to agitate her?

Thanks in advance

Art by u/Kind-Command-9792 not me