DIED AT 70 GIMME A BREAK

Rick C-137 was falling through the void.

He failed.

He failed.

HE FAILED.

HE FAILED.

HE FAILED.

After all these years.

After all the preparations.

After all the unwilling sacrifices eating away his mind!

HE FAILED!!!

It wasn't even a battle against Rick Prime.

It was a one-sided massacre!

He should have thought of it! Why didn't he think about it!

Was it his hubris? His pride? His arrogance? That led to this outcome?

It was obvious.

His rage clouded his mind.

It was obvious from the start.

That bastard wanted to be quote on quote "GOD".

Not Rhetorically, Metaphorically, Poetically or Theoretically or any other fancy way.

Prime Sanchez became God is a sense straight up.

He should have paid more attention.

He should have though his plans and workings in a silent place.

Clearing his mind.

But revenge clouded his mind.

FUCK!

Tears spilled over Ricks C-137 face.

His revenge burned his new family to the ground.

The family even if they knew that he was not their Rick accepted him.

Even when they knew he did all those horrible things. Though they were not right in their heads to begin with. But still they loved him!

Rick held a sob with his face twisted into many emotions.

Morty!

Bastard Prime Rick tore his own grandson to PIECES!

Prime is not a GOD! But a devil in disguise. Killing his own blood.

Even he hesitated while he changed dimensions and killed his other self.

Even if he did all those things, he would never harm his family.

Except for Jerry that is.

Rick used his now transparent hands to hold his face.

He failed them all.

His Friends.

His family.

But Mostly Himself.

Prime wanted to make a Devil in his Kingdom.

But since it backfired and he could not be the desired figure.

Rick C- 137 was disposed of.

A balance Prime said that should stay in the universe for him to achieve his goals.

Killing and experimenting on God like beings.

Delving into the concepts of reality itself.

Studying Magic and its scientific concept.

Rick C-137 must grudgingly accept that his real versions thoughts were much more open minded in his research.

If he was not narrow minded and like a fool charged right at him.

He should have been Alive having the classic Rick and Morty Adventures with his Grandson.

Now a thought flows through Ricks mind as he now takes in his surrounding taking in his surroundings.

He seems to be in a white space with several universe and galaxy spinning with their centrifugal force.

Was he held captive?

Is his mind sealed in a separate space?

Was it all a dream?

Rick clearly remembers that all of the connections he made in the multiverse with his alternate bodies should be cut as Prime separated his mind and soul in a different space, then proceeding to delete him with that damned cube.

THAT CUBE!

It still gives him shivers.

He was so outmatched.

Not only technologically, Physically or spiritually.

He was one upped by the real one at such a degree.

He has lost all hope.

A stray though goes through his mind.

Maybe a Fake cannot beat the original.

Rick holds both of his legs and curls up, going into silence clearing his mind.

He should be dead. His mind and soul erased.

But still pieced here in one package.

What's going on?

Rick stands up getting his bearing with his transparent body.

He has already been in a virtual simulation so he is familiar. But this felt different.

It was like zero gravity, no more like someone threw away the flesh from his body.

Rick stated walking in a random direction after he has landed like a feather on this Ethereum like floor.

He has been walking and walking without any destination in mind.

Just walking.

No matter how long it takes, he will keep on walking without saying anything. As he knew if Rick prime in his so-called Godly vestige did not have patience for his pettiness.

It is a battle of wills from now on.

He will sprint. He will jog. He will roll over.

Even if he goes on in a million to trillion years, he will keep on doing it.

He will just walk.

!!!!!!!A Billion year of walking and with some omnipotent beings watching!!!!

There were five people seated watching with great interest on this specimen called Rick Sanchez.

To their expectation he does not disappoint but a few people has reservations.

"Interesting being the is don't you think so?"

"His anger clouds his judgement"

A being wearing a dark suit with face made by the cosmos itself wearing tie with runes speaks.

"His impatience will make him steer away from his path"

A person wearing a fedora with a moustache and a porty figure comments. Discontent with the selection made by the person he replied to

"He is an uncontrollable beast that needs to reign in his hatred, his hatred will lead him to ruin"

A person wearing a golden armor with a bright sword of the sun on the side of his golden seat comments.

"Come on now we can't be this hung up, we already did calculations and determined the end path. Is it not desirable enough"

A person wearing a shirt and jeans with black sunglasses holding his grey hair says with a mischievous smile.

"He thinks he should be God, how bold has your creation become father to challenge your place, even I do not throw such blasphemy without some weight."

It was none other than the devil himself.

The man wearing the black suit stands up to address this meeting.

???: All in favor to enact him as a counter force.

There was Pindrop silence before judgement was cast.

There should be other beings present but it seems they could not make it, or was too lazy to attend or uncaring.

Namely Death and Life.

True Creator.

Order and Chaos.

Their input would have been desirable.

???: Denied.

Said the Lucifer Morningstar.

???: Accepted.

Said the Stan lee Avatar the One above all.

Lucifer and Michael rapidly turned their faces looked at their father like he has gone senile.

But they cannot lash out.

As they remember the last meeting was a blow over.

The Creator left because of that.

Hyperman: Accepted.

Lucifer: THE FU-

PRESENCE: ENOUGH!

There was silence.

The last vote in the box.

Impartial.

Yes or No.

After some time after Rick did his 100-year jog with a twisted face.

A decision was made.

!!!!!Back to Rick!!!

He does not know how much time went by.

How much steps he took.

How much millimeters, meters, centimeters, Kilometer he traveled.

He did not give up.

Surely the person who were watching him will show up.

His mind Is sharper than ever.

He did Push up, sit up and squats.

He does not know if it will be effective on his body but surely it will take his mind away from his pain. He can use all this time for planning. Creating equation, and making new ideas and plans.

Suddenly he felt a shift.

Like a pull on his body.

Rick: AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ABOUT DAMN MOTHERFUCKING TI-

With the last peace said he was whisked away.

!!!!!Back to Hyper man and Rick!!!!!

It was a staring contest to the brim with Rick going around the primordial being Hyperman for deceit.

He licked, punched and kicked.

Tried to shit to throw it on his face but as he in in an astral body it was not possible.

It went after some time until Rick took his seat nursing his astral hand.

The first thing he did when he found himself in a chair with a space void staring at him.

He went right for the head.

After some martial art moves.

He just gave up.

Rick just accepted his fate to be trapped here as the being just stared at him unmoving.

Now he has his hands folded back on the chair with both of his legs on the table without a care in the world.

After some silence Rick finally starts a conversation.

Rick: I can think of three possible scenarios.

Rick: First I am trapped in a time loop.

Rick: Second, I am trapped in a time chamber.

Rick: Third Rick Prime is watching in amusement of my acts.

Rick: Fourth My soul is Heaven or Hell which is unlikely as those places cannot contain me "THE RICKIEST RICK".

Rick: Fifth as my soul is Torn to pieces I am in limbo with no heaven and hell.

Rick: Sixth which is the most unlikely and might be a ploy by Prime. It is to resurrect me as he made sure I stay permanently dead.

Rick: Seventh is the most bizarre one. You a Random Omnipotent Being called quote on quote ROB is going to isekai my ass to next millennia. I am sure for a fact I did not die from a truck. As I am really dead.

Hyperman puts his hand on his chin observing rick for some time breaking his silence.

Hyperman: You are dead Mister Sanchez. That I assure you. Prime made sure to be through.

Rick: ...….

Rick stands up from the chair and flips the table on Hyperman and screams hysterically with blood shot eyes.

Rick: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

!!!!!A screaming session later!!!!

Rick was now seating on a chair looking at the table with blank eyes.

He really died.

He was sure of it.

It might be a lie concerning how he sitting Infront of a person made up of space wearing a suit.

He could be tortured.

He could be brainwashed to be the devil but nothing happened of such sort.

This guy was just watching.

An unlikely thing that primes would do.

Or this was prime becoming God showing his dominance mellowed out.

Rick: So are you here to flex your dominance or omnipotence?

Hyperman: No that you have calmed down and have got your affairs in order. Lets get down to business at why you were summoned here.

Rick: Oh, Jeeze what that might be.

Hyperman: Are you interested to make a deal mister Sanchez.

Rick had his rapt attention on hyperman. Trying to pick any deviousness squinting his eyes.

Rick came closer to the primordial face.

Rick: And what might that be?

Hyperman: Do a suicide mission for me and you get to go back in time before he kills you.

Rick: Why do you think I would accept that offer? As far as I know you might be him in disguise.

Hyperman: That might be true. I might be him. But does it matter. You want out. You want to be back. Should you give up on this chance. It is up to you. I can stay and chat here for billions of years to say who is which.

Rick with a huff now considers thinking in other perspective. On a bright side.

He has nothing now.

All strings cut loose.

Will he go back to his dead Wife and Daughter in Heaven?

Can he go to heaven?

With all the deeds he has done.

He has been in many situations with Morty.

He remembers that one fucked up time facing a bug colony.

That was one fucked up day.

He was not control of that situation.

He had nothing to lose when he came close to death.

Only his rage and new found family.

So, like always he is going to take a leap to the unknown.

Without Morty on his side.

A bitter taste fills his mouth.

He has failed as a father and a husband.

He had failed as a grandfather.

What did he have left now?

Only his ingenious mind and solid will.

He failed.

But he cannot fail himself if there is a silver of chance to right his wrongs.

A sight escapes Ricks mouth.

Ricks: Fine I'll bite. Do your worst.

Hyperman: Simple Mission.

1) Targets to Take down

2) Messes to clean up

3) People you can recruit if you can and are willing

4) Lastly deal with your prime self

Rick raises and eyebrow.

Rick: That's it?

Hyperman: This is the file about your targets and the place you would be reborn into. I will set your arrangements in order for you to be adequate.

hyperman passes a file to Rick.

Rick swipes it and schemes through all of the knowledge.

As he keeps on reading his mouth opens wide.

He was shaking in shock.

Rick: H-e he did this!

Hyperman: Yes, as you have read your Prime version has caused quiet a mess. Along with some troublesome people I would not come face with.

Rick: You are asking me to fight a GODDAM DIMENSINAL WAR! The Fuck! You were doing! Sucking cocks!

Hypeman: I have chosen not to interfere in mort-

Rick: DON'T BULLSHIT ME!

Rick slams his hands on the table with papers flying. A picture of a golden android on a page.

Rick: If you used any of your godly authority this would not have happened.

Hyperman: If you were not son narrow minded. We would not be having this conversation.

Rick shut his mouth. He knows what this being implies.

Rick: FUCK!

With one last slam on the table, he sits down.

Hyperman: I am not sending you in without any preparations.

Rick: ....

Rick: What do you mean.

Hyperman: I WILL GRANT YOU ONE ABSOLUTE REQUEST. A SINGLE REQUEST FOR A LIMITED LIFESPAN.

Rick: First you had my annoyance now you have my undivided attention.

Hyperman: I will deal with your background on the starting world you would work in and the trail for you to follow. Make sure to take utmost care not to expose yourself to that world. But knowing your record your are bound to get in trouble. So now state your request.

Rick: No take backsies?

Hyperman: No taking back. You have my wo-

Rick: Omnipotence.

Hyperman: ....

Hyperman: What?

Rick: Is the grass smeared in shit and the sky filled with poo. I want omnipotence bitch hand it over.

Hyperman: ...…

Hyperman may not look like it but he was sweating right now.

Hyperman: The deal has change-

Rick: I knew it! You were fake! Don't go vader on me. If I had this power I would have taken prime easily.

Hyperman: YOU DO REALIZE IT WILL MAKE YOU IMPLODE.

Rick: LIKE I FUCKING CARE. DO SOME GODLY SHIT AND MAKE IT HAPPEN.

Hyperman: ....

Hyperman sighs he is going to regret doing this.

Hyperman: All right. But I am setting limits and removing som-

Rick: No fucking way you are taking away good stuff without my knowledge. Come let's haggle. I'll show you I am the best negotiator in the fucking multiverse!

Hypeman releases a groan.

He hated dealing with smartasses.

!!!!!!A Haggling of million years later!!!!!

RICK: YOU FUCKING BASTARD.

Rick was looking at bloodshot eyes at hyperman.

RICK: YOU TOOK AWAY EASY PATH TO GODHOOD. AND YOU EXPECT ME TO DEAL THE ENEMY IN A SMALL TIMEFRAME. THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. THE DEAL IS OVER.

YOU TOOK AWAY STARFORGE FROM STAR WARS.

GODLY KNOWLEDGE OF EVERY GOD.

APOSTOLE MECHANIC FROM LEGENDARY MECHANIC.

THE DEAL IS FUCKING OVER!

HYPERMAN: Calm down now. I know what you are getting at. It was not every godly knowledge. But some. You still have Rune God, Blacksmith God and Medicine God knowledge. I predicted your future you won't face need many. Who said you lost easy path to godhood. You have rune god to alleviate you to God hood in a bolt.

Rick: FUCKING BULLSHIT! I CALL BULLSHIT!

Rick looked like someone killed his dog.

Hyperman rolled his eyes if he had some.

Hyperman: Like I would let rouge AI'S and ships to roam around. Also, who needs knowledge of spells of Hastur. Did you look at those nasty tentacle mouth. Nasty I tell you.

Rick: I want Apostle Mechanic knowledge of Han Xiao or it's a no go.

Hyperman Grinds his space molars.

This guy has been haggling with him for million years. How the hell does he have patience.

He already has knowledge of ships building, mechas and Nanoforge of STELLARIS.

hyper man just takes a deep breathe.

All is well, All is well.

Hyperman: Okay let's sweeten the deal shall be.

Rick looks at Hypeman in like Bruh moment.

Hypeman face was twitching with ether.

Hyperman: I'll give you Enryu's power and body for you to adapt and modify and Shirou Emiyas skills of all of his variants.

Rick: Hold up! Are you talking about enryu. That Enryu from The Red Tower and Unlimited bladework's from Fate stay night.

Hyperman: Ho so someone knows their game.

Rick: Off course I do I got them out of interest when my grandson went to buy some cultured books, which were obviously porn. I picked some books out of curiosity.

Rick: This is a fucking isekai and you a fucking Rob. Why don't I get to pick a skill. Fuck those two skills I want a power to create materials for me. Gimme first magic.

Hyperman: No can do though I take into account your request. You are at your strongest with your gadgets after all.

Rick just rolls his eyes.

Rick: Thanks for stating the fucking obvious. So which creation ability are you giving me?

Hyperman: I am giving you a quirk. A specific girls quirk which has too much potential to ignore.

Rick: That one busty girl Morty drools over. Yeah, now way that is possible with lipids.

Hyperman: Anyway, our business here is done! Now begone! You will get control of your body at the age of twelve.

Rick: WAIT WHICH WORLD AM I STARTING ON!

Hyperman: HIGHSCHOOL DXD/EXE.

Rick: YOU CAN'T BE-

A blue ring appears and Teleports Rick C-137 away.

Hyperman: Haa Father bless me with patience.

With the quirk scientist on his way to fuck the knowledge of supernatural up.

Dying at 70 and still he cannot catch a break.