Return to Us: Turning

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The little Power Sphera watched silently as they crossed the vast room to get to it. Up close, Ice noticed that it bore an uncanny resemblance to Ochobot - not now, memories - right down to the blue eyes and yellow colour scheme. For a moment, they were all silent, eyeing the Sphera warily.

Eventually, the Power Sphera spoke.

"Did you escape from Pemberontak?"

The siblings tensed. Ice prepared to freeze the Sphera; for all they knew, it was about to alert Pemberontak of their escape.

Seeing this, the Power Sphera's digital eyes widened, "No, no, I mean no harm! Please - I'm as much a prisoner as all of you!"

"Really?" Taufan asked warily, though Ice could see that his protect-all-Power-Spheras instincts were already beginning to leak through, "What's your name?"

The Power Sphera adopted a sad expression, "I don't have one."

"How can you not have a name?" Halilintar asked skeptically, "All Power Spheras are named when they're created."

The Power Sphera shook - well, not its head, because that would have been quite impossible - itself, maybe?

"Not me. I wasn't created in the same way as the others."

"How so?" Ice asked curiously. He knew he really should be more suspicious, but something about this Power Sphera just made him automatically trust it.

"Well, for starters, I was created in secret by Pemberontak himself. My first memories are of him putting me together, piece by piece, on the Floating Island in the dead of night, while all his fellow workers were asleep. He modeled me after blueprints of the soon-to-be-made Power Sphera Ochobot - I don't suppose you know him?"

"We do." Halilintar replied tersely after a beat of silence, and offered nothing more.

"Er - right. Then I suppose you know that he's quite unique - no special power of his own, but he has the ability to absorb, use and pass on other Power Spheras' powers. I was made in his likeness.

"Once Pemberontak was done with that stage, he secretly used Copybot and Pastebot to make copies of several other Power Spheras' powers, and then had me absorb them. First, he gave me a copy of Spacebot's power, to bend space to my - well, his - will; then he combined it with Dimensibot's power, allowing me to create small pocket dimensions outside the one we resided in. Next, Klamkabot's power, to allow travel between the dimensions, and Lightbot's power, to simulate day and night within the pocket dimension. He was going to copy Timebot's power next so he could control the flow of time inside the dimension, but he was caught in the act and imprisoned. However, I remained undiscovered and therefore untouched - so, one day, he broke out, reclaimed me, and fled to a newly-made pocket dimension, where he's been hiding ever since."

Sometime during the Power Sphera's lengthy explanation, Ice's jaw had dropped open as the pieces slotted into place in his head. He snapped it shut and forcefully shook his head as, beside him, Halilintar asked the question he was fearing the answer to:

"So, what you're saying is that... we've been trapped in an entirely different dimension this whole time?"

The power sphera nodded.

"This makes so much sense," Ice whispered once he found his voice again, "All this time we've been searching for you three - we never found you, because you were in a separate dimension altogether!"

"I can't believe I missed all the clues," Taufan muttered, dawning realisation on his face, "No sun as far as I could see, blank white sky, nothing visible beyond the outer wall-"

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