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The look on the E-Olga's face of palpable surprise, confusion, and the faintest wisp of hope mirrored my own astonishment. Faced with another attack so soon after Metatron's kangaroo court, I was preparing myself to be in the worst of moods for another day or so. But that wasn't what I found myself faced with. No, after the archangel's presumptuous folly, here was one that had suffered as I had suffered, lashing out in pain and confusion.

And I could do nothing in such circumstances, but reach out in comfort, understanding and acceptance. As I had with the Beasts. As I had with the True Dragons and the Ultimate Ones. For it was the singular purpose I knew with certainty God had created me, to act as a system and not an individual, and it was my one and only purpose.

"...mood...kin...dred..." mouthed the E-Olga as I swept her up in a big EX rank hug. "Are you...are you also...drowning in hatred and sorrow at this awful world?"

"Yes" I laugh-sobbed, "YES! You understand!!"

"M-mood kindred?!"

"MOOD KINDREEEEEED!" I bellowed. And the Singularity fell apart, in confusion and cacophony, as together we floated down to the ground where it sure looked like Elodie and Grail had just gone through some sort of meaningful conversation too long to fit in these posts and the Devil was just off to the side. Eating popcorn.

"Cannot. Cannot function. Without hatred. Without GRUDGE" mumbled the E-Olga as we landed. "Okay" I said. "Okay?" she asked in confusion. "So, I don't know, become an Avenger or something. If I've learned one thing about this world, it's that it's full of all kinds of unimaginable possibilities. Ridiculous ones. Sometimes even dangerous ones. But always, novelty. For example, with my new Grand Unsaver powers I can do THIS"

With a sweep of my hand, Captain Pollution sprang up from a chunk of masonry incinerated by the Devil on his way out.

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Olga playing bullet