[ALT ENDING!]

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XX and Fresh were fighting and fighting to no end. They kept on and kept on until finally XX was knocked to the ground. They felt their bones crackling. Fresh threw their limp, dying body at the ground. Spikes stabbed into them, blood spilling.
Fresh loomed over the body, as they struggled. "This... This isn't right. I'm supposed to... To..." They cough up blood. They look up at Fresh. "I was meant to save..." XX feels the spikes increase. "Haah..." Their HP slowly drains. "This wasn't supposed to happen!" They let out a scream, as the spikes crawl through their insides. Fresh then heard the bells. He glanced up, opening a portal.
Fresh wrapped his hand around the microphone. His voice boomed across the vandalised void.
"Everybroski, everybroski! The day has finally arrived!"
The crowd cheered. Exclamation and joy flooded the silence.
Fresh motioned them to settle down.
"Now..." He raised his eyebrows, taking his shades off.
"Let us go to the next world, shall we?"

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