Part 18: This is Final Fantasy, this is the last update.

Chapter 17: This is Final Fantasy, this is the last update.


Well, it's been a good run. But this is the beginning of the end. I want to let you all know that I did grind to level 50, only after I beat the final boss. Pitu was around level 41 I believe when we faced our last foe. We also made tons of gold while grinding... but, we didn't need to spend it. We're that good. Enjoy the last update!


: Back to this dump again?
: Maybe the cult can clear up what the hell has been going on.


: Let us all take this moment to avoid any Star Wars references.




: ...and AGAIN!? God damn!


: What the fuck?






: Why did we bother coming here? I think we basically have to just kill something. Right?


: That's right, Libb. Let's go see if the King has anything to say before we head out.
: Maybe Princess Sara will be impressed with you know that you're a ninja, Libb.
: I hope so!


: But... we already did that?


: Temple of Fiends. First time we came here Pitu forgot to equip our weapons and armor.
: Didn't I fucking tell you not to ever mention that!?


: Haha, talk to the bats again Medi. Maybe they will actually say something this time. HAHAHAHA
: BWAHAHAH, yeah fuckin' right!


: Oh hey there, bats!
:
: Aw, that's awesome!




Once you enter this place, you cannot leave. Luckily Medi has the EXIT and WARP spells. EXIT allows you to leave a dungeon completely. WARP, moves you up one floor toward the exit.


: Ok, so here we go.
: Don't you guys fuck up.




This is a pretty straight forward dungeon. It has some of the hardest random encounters in the game, as well as monsters from every FIEND dungeon. It is a great place to powerlevel before talking to the final boss.


: Ugh, it seems like this place is specifically designed so that we have to take the long way around.


: Well, do you honestly think this guy is going to be waiting at the door for us?
: These guys seriously need to cut the bullshit. I mean, who are they fooling? Their asses were kicked. This assfuck will be no different.


These guys are all fun and games until they decide to cast their POISON attack all at once. It's no fun at around 80 damage a hit.


: Woo! Let's go kick some butt! Time to play some MUSIC.


: Not so fast, chucklefuck. The EYE's cousin wants to talk to you.
: Oh hey there, buddy. Gonna give us a bunch of gold if we beat you up?


: Ya cheap fuck!


: I wonder what you would do with this gold if you didn't have the WARP or EXIT spells.


: Get my AMP! Time to play a ballad!


: God, you can't play for shit. It sounds like a dying cat!
: Ack, at least it opened the way.


: Whatever, you all are just jealous. I'll be getting all the ladies with this tune.
: Hurry up before I push you down those fuckin' stairs.




I finally broke down and bought HARM4. Not that it really does much compared to Oyst's FIRE3.


: Everything looks the same. Are we going in circles?
: If we only had some bats to tell us the way.






We're now on the FIEND's floors. That's right, each FIEND has a floor dedicated to them. They have their dungeons monsters running around here, and, yes, they are waiting for us. Some of them have new spells, but oh well. Commence asskickery.


: Oh no, do you see who I see?
: Great, that fucktard, Lich.
: Less bitching, more hacking at his limbs!


: I guess he learned NUKE while we were away.
: Too bad he didn't learn how not to die.


The doors are sort of hard to see on this floor. Check out the left hand corner. The stairs to the left floor are found by the most convoluted routes possible. Maximizing annoyance.


: Do you think all the FIENDS came back here crying to daddy after we beat the shit out of them?


: Purple-tits is probably next. I wonder if she is still mad about her ice cream.


: Look, Kary, baby, this is not the way to solve your problems!
: Jesus, she's still crying about it.


: This is getting really boring, really fast.
: Don't worry, we'll be there soon.


This is so random. These things don't say anything. I hate them for being so intriguing.


We met Kraken on this floor. I forgot to screenshot it. Have a lifelike replica...


: Ugh, what a terrible drawing.
You shut the fuck up before I forget to revive you.


: Hey treasure bear, where you running off to?
: I think she knows something we don't.


: I sense something... wonderful down here.


: It looks like an ordinary chest to me.
: Can you hurry up, I'm sick of the monsters already, let's not prolong it.


: FUCK YEAH IT'S MINE.


Yeah, yeah, yeah, but that weapon would be more effective on Medi or Libb. Well fuck them, it's mine. Yeah. Too bad. I don't care. I'm using it. Thanks.


: Tiamat! Didn't we just beat your ass like twenty minutes ago?
: Time to test out this new blade. I hope someone screenshotted my physical attacks!


No such luck, Pitu.


: Alright, here we are guys.
: Remember, we beat that warMECH jerk, this should be cake.


: This purple bastard!? How dare you hurt those bats! How dare you cause a 2000 year time loop... thingy! You're going down.
: Garland, you jerk. Now it's time to knock YOU down.
: The first time I killed you, Princess Sara was unimpressed. Maybe if I get you second time...
: Finally, I can prove to be the fighter I always wanted to be!


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A little fanfiction of my own...
The Alternate Ending
By: Petoux
 The Light Warriors lay outside in the grass where the Temple of Fiends once stood. The sun was setting in the west, and stars were beginning to twinkle in the violet east. Had they succeeded? In the distance the turrets of Corneria's castle were gilded in the setting sun. Medi sat up and returned his hat to his head, the feather was gone and he sighed.
"Libb, come on, get up," he shook his friend's shoulder.
Libb groaned and pressed his palm to his forehead. "Did we do it?"
"Yeah, I think so," Medi replied.
"Jesus fuck," Oyst muttered. He cleared the hair from his forehead and stood. The night was getting cool and he shuddered and dug his hands into the sleeves of his blue robe. He considered the empty field where the crumbling temple once stood, and looked upon Medi and Libb. He cocked a brow, "Where's Pitu?"
Their white wizard was gone. The remaining Light Warriors felt the inevitable sense of panic. Of course Corneria was surrounded by merely wolves and imps, but without their white wizard they were vulnerable. Each one of them had supported one another through these months. An absence was painfully felt.
"Pitu..." Libb said softly, knitting his brow. "PITU!?"
The three men started calling into the darkening field. Their voices echoed back. There was no answer. Medi shook his head and removed his hat hastily, "Where the hell is she?"
Oyst sat on the ground, regretting all the cruel things he had said to his fellow mage. Suddenly he wished to hear her gruff, ear-piercing voice. To be struck with her hammer. Anything. The Light Warriors were four, not three. These were his friends, his comrades. "Maybe... maybe she went on ahead. You know, to the pub?"
"Pitu is a bitch, but she wouldn't just leave us here. As much as she hates to admit it, she does need us," Medi reasoned.
"Medi's right! We've got to find her! Somethin' happened and I want to know," Libb frowned and tugged on his goatee. "We just started getting along too!"

The pub in Corneria was closing up and moon was high. No one had seen robe or hammer. No one had heard curses or threats. No one knew the victory of the Light Warriors. Time had swallowed their perilous battle, and this news dispirited the group more and more. Pitu had disappeared and for a cause no one could even remember. Their airship gone, their ship nowhere to be found. Outside the pub Oyst, Medi and Libb stood. At the very least 999,999 gold was theirs. They could afford the inn several times over, and perhaps tomorrow continue their search for Pitu.
"You all should be grateful," a voice whispered from a dark alley.
Libb went for his katana, "Show yourself!"
Medi rolled his eyes as an old man stepped into the moonlight. "Jesus, Libb. Calm down."
"Grateful for what, you geezer?" Oyst demanded.
The old man laughed, wheezing, his yellow teeth terrible to behold. "A great thorn has been removed, a black spot on your party. Your victory over Chaos is better celebrated without that abrasive woman."
The three looked at one another, then back at the old man.
"Oh yes, I know. I know what you have done for our world. You should thank me for what I've done for you." He laughed again, throwing back his hood, tufts of dirty white hair shooting up from his head. He was not an old man, rather a younger man who spent his days in a basement, locked away from the world. (And a world that appreciated that lock.) "I am Melaneus, and I have done away with that white wizard! She has gone to another world now, to curse others with her existence!"
"But we want to be cursed with her! I mean, she-- maybe..." Libb considered his words for a moment.
"Libb!" Oyst smacked the ninja across the back of the head. "Of course we want her back!"
"She's kind of annoying," the red mage contributed.
"Guys! Jesus fuck! Come on! Look, Melaneus, just bring her back. We want to be with Pitu, she is apart of our team!"
Melaneus grinned viciously, "Oh really?"
Libb and Medi nodded slightly.
"Then you will accept the consequences of your request?" the magician waved his hands in the air, revealing a deep blue portal between himself and the Light Warriors. "Where you go, you will begin anew, where you go, she will be waiting for you!"
"Nice poem, ya jerk." Libb straightened his skullcap and shrugged. "Whatever, let's just go get Pitu."
The three men hopped into the cerulean void, plummeting deeper and deeper into the unknown. Soon they were surrounded by this blinding blue, so bright they had to close their eyes. And as they tumbled toward where they hoped Pitu would be. In the distance they could hear an old familiar melody. So simple, but it was unmistakable. As the music grew louder, the notes rising and then falling, they realized then that this was just a prelude to another adventure. 

The End