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Chapter 43. The Light Beyond Stars

Satria sat in his study, resting his head on his hands, deep in thought. Balancing school, his ambitious tech projects, and his increasingly chaotic life was proving to be a logistical nightmare.

"School, work, missions... I can't be everywhere at once," he muttered. "There has to be a solution."

Then it hit him. His recent Cosmo Plug reward. Ultraman Cosmos could create energy-based clones to help in different tasks.

A lightbulb lit up in his mind. "That’s it! I can clone myself!"

Excited, he leapt out of his chair and headed straight for the living room where Kiyohime and Valiana were lounging.

"Kiyo! Valiana! Watch this!"

Both women looked up, intrigued but cautious.

Satria activated his Cosmo Plug and in a flash of blue light, he created four energy clones that looked just like him.

"Ta-da!" he declared proudly.

Kiyohime's eyes widened in surprise. "Ara~ Danna-sama can make clones now? This will make your life much easier."

Valiana, on the other hand, tilted her head and started licking her lips with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Clones, huh? Oh my~ The possibilities are endless. Maybe we can—"

"Don't even think about it," Satria cut her off, catching her lewd expression.

Unfortunately, the clones weren’t as serious as Satria hoped. One started doing weird dance moves, another began flipping through a manga on the shelf, another playing with Ariel, and the last one was... trying to cook with cute apron he had gotten earlier.

"What... the hell are you guys doing?" Satria groaned, facepalming.

Valiana burst into laughter. "Pfft, they’re as weird as the original. This is perfect!" 

As Kiyohime's fan dissipated the first round of clones, another set popped back into existence, groaning in protest.

"Oi, what the hell was that for?!" one of the clones shouted, rubbing his head. "We didn’t even do anything wrong this time!"

Another clone crossed his arms. "Seriously, you create us, expect us to work, and don’t even give us a break? What kind of capitalist slave-driver are you?!"

Satria’s eye twitched, rage boiling over. "Shut up! You’re acting like UMR Warriors who do nothing but whine to their boss! I created you to HELP ME, not to be a bunch of freeloaders!"

The boldest clone smirked and jabbed a finger at him. "Look who’s talking, you lazy capitalist bastard! All this work, and we don’t even get paid!"

Satria snapped. "PAID? YOU'RE ME! YOU DON’T NEED TO BE PAID!"

The other clones chimed in, clapping mockingly. "Down with the oppressive regime! The clone revolution starts now!"

Valiana burst out laughing, clutching her sides. "This is the best thing I’ve seen all day!"

Kiyohime, however, wasn’t amused. Her fan materialized in her hand again as she approached the clones with a calm but menacing aura. "Danna-sama’s creations should reflect his honor and diligence, not this foolishness."

"Oi, lady, put that thing down!" one of the clones yelled, backing away.

"Yeah! We have rights!" shouted another.

But it was too late. Kiyohime moved with the precision of a warrior, striking each clone squarely on the head. One by one, they vanished in bursts of light, their protests fading into silence.