After my evil clone revealed his secret identity we flash-backed to his origin story. It was November 1865 and I was just straight relaxing in my space cubicle. Boss said I needed nine boxes by the end of the day or I was fired, so I was absolutely grinding on these boxes. By the end, I realized I had accidentally pressed the "make evil clone" button during my break. The clone machine then created an evil clone of me which ran away screaming as soon as it came into existence. I thought nothing of it then but now I have come to terms with the consequences of my actions. In the present, the evil clone said it was always his destiny to become the Lord of All No-Good, and that there was nothing I could do to stop his giant ant beam from destroying cupcake city. Just then, I went in for the haymaker and gave him the meanest uppercut ever conceived. But since he's my clone, he dodged it exactly 1 hour before it happened. He then pulled the evil lever, and the floor below me gave way. After a nice nap, I awoke to find myself in a desert. Before I could formulate a plan, I noticed a giant sandstorm heading right towards me. I attempted to escape the kerfuffle of sand particles, but it soon enveloped me. A man approached me in the wind and gave me a magical lantern. I followed the flames light, and it led me to the crystal desert ruins. Giant pillars of gems and stuff towered above me as I entered the sparkly lake of crystals and stuff. It's properties transported me to a realm of mind un-function where it's impossible to think. Only using my instincts, I managed to locate the master of the realm, which was in fact a giant brain sucking up all the mind activity. I challenged it to a Davy-back fight, won, and took my thoughts as a prize. With my instincts no longer needed, I found the exit among the gnomes. One of them wanted to accompany me on my journey, so I put him on my head. The exit lead me to a forest of trees that were so tall, you couldn't even tell the sun was real. I wandered in that forest for quite a while, surviving only on nuts and leaves and giant wildebeest meat. The guardian of the forest then appeared to me and told me to get out because giant wildebeests were becoming extinct. I remembered I should probably go stop my evil clone, so me and the tiny gnome formulated a plan to get back to the tower of electrified bones. We happily left the forest dimension and made our way through 12 different Manhattans before arriving at the train station. Boarding the train to wherever I needed to be, we found ourselves sitting next to an awfully perplexing customer. His hats were all made of leather, and his pants were explosive. I didn't want to say anything, but he started talking to me about his trains and how much he cares about them. If ANYTHING were to happen to them he might as well blow up his explosive pants. Just then, he got a call saying one of his trains got in an accident. He looked at me and my gnome and just kinda cried for a bit. We jumped out of the train when we realized he was holding a match box. Little did we know, the train was in the middle of a dimensional transition, in which it hops between dimensions and realms, city blocks too. We couldn't see anything, but we actually couldn't see anything, since nothing doesn't exist here. My brain was about to combust, until the little gnome covered my eyes with his silly little hands. He told me he knew of a way to escape, but I needed to make a great sacrifice. I said I would do anything, and he explained I would need to give up my lack of diamond statues of myself. After shedding 0.2 tears, I accepted the terms and he used his gnome powers to eject us into the nearest location. We arrived in a sunny blue ocean, stranded on a small marble raft. To be continued? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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