Jimmithey woke up a few minutes ter, resting on a broken car. His body was incredibly sore and his schizo transformations were worn out.

  Despite the pain lingering throughout his body, he pulled himself up and out of the car. As he did this, he turned around and noticed Milly and Chad lying nearby.

  Milly’s aura had disappeared, and her body looked normal. She was still in tattered clothing and had wounds throughout her body, but she looked better than before.

  Chad, still the size of a truck, was getting smaller by the second, and his Alpha energy was now resting.

  They all opened their eyes and looked up at each other, pulling themselves out from the rubble. Milly walked up to Jimmithey and nodded slightly.

  “We have to find the King… I have to see his body for myself… I have to know he’s dead.” Milly expined as she held her shoulder, wincing in pain.

  “Yeah. Let’s go.” Jimmithey said as he turned away from them, supporting himself on a nearby half-broken street light. As he walked ahead, Milly turned to the looming Chad.

  “Chad, go check on Jackie… See what the hell happened to her after that crazy attack thing. Whatever she did, it saved our asses.” Milly ordered in her usual tone, calming herself as she felt the pain from before coming back.

  “I can’t Milly. I have to see this Cuck bastard’s dead body myself. He’s as much of my enemy as he is yours.” Chad replied, shaking his head. Milly stayed silent, staring off at Chad’s chizled face. She sighed and turned around, following Jimmithey.

  “Fine, come on then.” She said as she walked off. He followed after them, the three walking around the burned and destroyed city ruins. They all felt a somber mood from the ruined streets they once recognized.

  But this depressed mood quickly ended, as it only took them a few minutes before they found the King’s tattered body.

  The once glorious King was now surrounded by his dried cuck blood. The only parts of him remaining were his arms, his upper chest, and his thin head and neck. He was chuckling to himself, visions of cuckoldry ringing through his degenerate mind.

  “King Cuck…” Jimmithey muttered as he walked from the rubble building, his sights on the dying degenerate king.

  The King turned his crowned head, chuckling while coughing out his cuck blood. Behind Jimmithey, Milly and Chad followed, quickly realizing the King’s dying state.

  “You Cuck Fucks… Jimmy boy, my daughter, the Alpha… It seems… I’ve met my cuckin’ match… Kekeke…” The King chuckled as he held up his skinny and shriveled arm. He stroked his small chin beard, which was stained with his blood.

  “You cuck bastard. It’s over. All the misery you’ve inflicted on the people of my world has come back to you, fucker!” Chad yelled as he walked around Jimmithey, his rge body looming over the King’s upper half.

  “Quit barking, you dog… Let me speak my final cuckin’ words, ya bitch…” The King replied in a weak tone, wiping bits of blood out from his long mouth.

  Chad prepared to punch his face in but was stopped when Milly walked ahead of him, pcing her hand on his muscur abdomen.

  “Milly… My cuckin’ daughter… You unlocked your Cuckold blood, the rage of a cuck… My final gift to you… It must’ve activated all of those years back… Kekeke… ‘It’ must’ve chosen you, unlocked your rage… The will of the C…” The King expined in a slow, faint voice.

  Milly’s jaw dropped, her mouth trembling from confusion.

  “Is that what my powers were? Your cuck blood… Why…?” Milly asked, her eyes becoming watery.

  “Kekeke… That’s for you to find out, girly. I could tell you why it activated, but I won’t… Kek…” The King chuckled as he turned his head away from her, closing his eyes. He turned towards Jimmithey, looking up at the schizo boy.

  “Jimmithey Johnrey James… You were the man meant to lead the Cuckold empire to new heights…” The King muttered

  “No, King Cuck. It’s over… You’re finished now… This war is over…” Jimmithey muttered as he looked down on the defeated Cuck’s body.

  “He’s right, you bastard. All of the goddamn work you’ve put into this degenerate pn was for nothing. Now, you’re going to rot in hell, with no victory or satisfaction.” Chad added, staring down at the bloodied vilin in disgust.

  As Chad said this, the King began to chuckle. Blood spewed out of his mouth, nding on his broken chest.

  “Keke…. You all think I’ve truly lost? Do you all think this was for nothing, even with my death? You are wrong… Even if I am gone, I can return. The legend of the King of Cucks will be remembered for centuries. Cucks and degenerates alike will come together, cmoring for my return…. I’ll be back,... and I’ll be stronger when I return…”

  “King Cuck… Father… We won’t allow that. As long as we’re alive, we won’t let that happen.” Milly replied, shaking her head.

  “Keke… Even if you’re right, my young daughter… Even if I, the King of Cucks, never return to this mortal pne… The degenerates of this world, pushed back by the oppressive guise of normalcy will rise… With my decration of war, a new era of degeneracy has been born. You cucklings won’t be able to handle this change! It’ll be so chaotic, that you’ll wish for my rule! You’ll BEG FOR THE KING OF CUCKS! Kekek! KEKE! KAKAHAHA!!” The King Cuck chuckled as more blood spewed from his gaping mouth, the wounds on his body oozing more gore.

  Chad and Milly went silent, looking at each other in shock. The King’s words were maddening, yet logical. What he had done affected the entire world, showing the public the threat of cucks.

  Nothing would be the same after the King’s rise, a fact they hadn’t considered until now. Cities had been destroyed, knowledge of degenerate powers was now public and fear of cucks would rise.

  And most importantly, after this, who or what could stop the endless amounts of degenerates that will be created? Milly and Chad had no simple solution, no real counter to the King’s threats.

  That was until they saw Jimmithey step up, closing his eyes.

  “You’re not wrong, King Cuck. More Cucks will be out there… More people will be born and gain all sorts of fetishes and degenerate shit. They’ll be pushed back from society… They’ll be pushed away by normal people because they’re different and strange. Just as you had been…” Jimmithey admitted as he kept his eyes closed.

  The King of Cucks chuckled, his light ughter ringing throughout the ruined city. Milly stared at the King while Chad side-eyed Jimmithey with cold eyes.

  They all did this until Jimmithey opened his eyes once again and shook his head.

  “But as long as I’m alive, I’ll make sure these people don’t end up like you. I’ll make sure they’ll control their desires... If they’re fucked over by the world, they won’t respond by shing out… They won’t force what they are upon others… They won’t step over the line into becoming monsters, like you, no matter how disgusting their degeneracy was…

  A bance between ‘degeneracy’ and ‘normalcy’ will be created. A middle ground… Just like how I am right now… I promise you that, King of Cucks. Your ideology won’t win… Peace will come, no matter how long it’ll take.” Jimmithey responded, staring down at his arch-enemy.

  “Kekeke… You may’ve killed me, Jimmy… But just know… Kek… What you believe in is a dream… A fantasy… One even less possible than a world of Cucks… But… I wish you luck with it… Jimmy boy… Kekekeee….” The King Cuck coughed out, his eyes becoming hazy and gray. His chest stopped pumping up and down, his body becoming cold and still.

  He coughed out one st word, using the st bits of his energy and breath. It was the single word, “Cuck.”

  He began to dissipate, his body turning into cold ash. A gush of wind flew through the air, pushing the King’s ashes throughout the sky.

  “...” They all stayed silent, feeling the cold rush of wind push into their bodies.

  The King Cuck was dead. His Cuckold energy dissipated, falling out into the air. And with that, the Cuckold War was finally over.

  “He’s gone… We’ve won… We fucking did it…” Jimmithey muttered to himself, turning to Milly. She looked at him, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

  “Jimmithey… I-I…” She began to say before she began sobbing, falling onto Jimmithey’s arms.

  He held her silently, feeling her snot and tears soaking into his ripped sweatshirt. Her quest for revenge was finally over, the years of struggling and conflict coming to an end.

  Jimmithey began to tear up, feeling the same weight fall off his shoulders. They had both been through many horrible things, before and during the Cuckold War. They could return to their normal, peaceful lives now that it was over.

  “We did it…” Chad muttered as he patted Milly’s back, keeping his distance away from the young Schizo. As they looked at one another, they heard the rustling of rubble being pushed away.

  Chad turned his head and saw Myusel, who was supported by a chubby brownish blond haired boy. The blond kid was wearing a tattered cloth over his waist.

  The Alpha ran forward, reaching them in a few seconds. He held Myusel by her arm, pulling her away from the chubby guy beside her.

  He looked into her glistering eyes, nearly tearing up from joy.

  “Chad, my love… Is the King dead? Did we win…?” Myusel asked faintly, her face now brighter than it was before. She was no longer sweating and seemed to have a bit of energy in her body.

  “Myusel, baby. The King is dead. It’s almost over… Wait. Who the fuck is that?” Chad asked as he turned his head to the fat kid, who looked up at Chad with a small grin.

  “It’s me! Magical girl JACKIE!! Hehe!” Jack yelled as he put his fingers together in a heart sign, coughing into his arm immediately after. He quickly had a somber face and sighed.

  “...”

  Chad looked down at him in both confusion and disgust. He knew Jackie had been a guy beforehand, but he didn’t know he was a fat fuck.

  The image of the cute, plump, precious young dy in his mind was shattered, leaving him with a lingering feeling of sadness.

  As Chad looked down silently, Jimmithey ran forward with Milly, a rge grin resting on his face.

  “JACK! You’re alive! And a guy again!? Holy shit man!” Jimmithey yelled as he hugged his friend, gripping around his bare chest.

  “Yeah, bro! Chill out on it! Y-you’re still strong as hell!” Jack cried as he was squished by Jimmithey’s arms. The schizo let go of his best friend and patted his back, chuckling.

  “It’s good to see you man… The war is over… The worst is over! It’ll take a while, but we can return to our normal lives…” Jimmithey chuckled as he held Jack's shoulder.

  “Yeah, dude… But we lost a lot… We went through shit dude… Jackie’s gone… All that’s left is me... I thought all I would lose was the powers, but I lost her too… Can I even return to normal without her…?” Jack said solemnly as he looked at the ground, shaking his head.

  “Jack, what are you talking about? Weren’t YOU Jackie?” Milly asked as she smiled slightly at Jack, somewhat shocked by his old appearance.

  “I was… No, I am… When I flew in there, as Jackie, I used the final magical girl spell, to relinquish my powers. It buffed the shot, allowing me to reflect the King’s attack… But, I lost my powers… And then she became herself, appearing in front of me. She said goodbye… I was Jackie, but maybe Jackie is herself… It puts it into question, did I truly do anything this entire time.” Jack said in a faint voice, his eyes becoming deadpan and scared.

  “I’ve never heard of that happening before… Don’t you think you two just split at that moment? It could be an effect of you turning into a magical girl.” Myusel commented as Chad held her by the shoulders, embracing her.

  “Yeah, Jack. You saved our asses back then. Both you and Jackie, or, whatever.” Milly added with a slightly confused look in her eyes.

  "Agreed, man." Jimmithey added, nodding near Milly.

  “Fuck, you guys are right. Forget my negative ass. We won and that’s what matters. We saved the fucking world dude! I’m just realizing how crazy that is!” Jack yelled as he jumped up and down, the mannerisms from his time as Jackie remained in his mind.

  “Hell yeah, dude. We’re like heroes.” Jimmithey chuckled as he patted Jack’s back, the two of them ughing together. Milly watched them from the side, smiling at the two.

  She turned to look at Myusel and Chad, who were holding each other and smiling. Myusel was crying in his arms while he hugged her.

  “This war was hellish but… I’m happy I met all of you… I’m happy I wasn’t alone. The fight isn’t completely over… The city is in ruins, there are still cucks out there and degenerates will rise. The mystery of my powers… What that voice was… They still linger in my mind… But now I know, no matter what issues rise… We’ll fight them together…” Milly thought to herself as she nodded gently.

  She couldn’t say it out loud, due to the serious image she felt she had to uphold. After all, what she was thinking would sound silly coming from her.

  But everything she thought was the truth, feelings she had felt ever since they left the abandoned school all those hours ago.

  Milly then shook her head and regained focus, cpping her hands slightly to get everyone’s attention. They all turned to her, becoming silent.

  “We have to find some way to contact the government or something. We have to tell the world that this war is over. Come on, everyone. Let’s get out of here.” Milly expined with a firm smile, grinning at the others.

  “Let’s do that indeed.” Myusel smiled as she brushed her slightly burnt hair back, grinning at the rest.

  Chad looked down at Myusel and smiled, shaking his head. He then turned back to Milly, his face becoming more serious.

  “That would be a great idea… But this war is not over.” Chad stated calmly as he locked eyes with Milly.

  “What do you mean Chad? The King of Cucks is, like dead.” Jack asked near Jimmithey, who looked simirly confused.

  “Yeah, our main enemy is defeated. Any other cucks out there can easily be defeated. It’s as good as over if that’s what you mean. We can rex for now. You deserve it for all of your hard work.” Milly expined, attempting to calm down Chad.

  He looked at her and smiled, still shaking his head. He moved his rge arm away from Myusel, walking towards the others.

  He looked back at the rest of the group, his gre becoming cold.

  “No… There’s another Cuck, one that cannot be let free. One we sheltered in our team this entire goddamn time… The true enemy.” Chad replied as his muscles flexed, bits of Alpha energy pushing out from his biceps.

  Jimmithey began to gre back at Chad, feeling the animosity coming off from him. He stepped back slightly and checked his reserves of schizo energy.

  At the back of his head, he could feel not much was left. Most of it was used for the final csh and regeneration. He focused back on Chad, who strolled closer to Milly and Jack.

  “What are you on about? Who?! This isn’t a fucking joke Chad!” Milly yelled as she stared at Chad. He walked forward slightly, raising his finger forward.

  “Him,” Chad said as he pointed at Jimmithey, the others turning their head to see his reaction.

  Jack and Milly turned around at Jimmithey, both with confused and shocked faces. Myusel gasped, covering her mouth with her hands.

  “Me?! What the fuck are you on about, Chad! I’m not a goddamn cuck anymore and you know that!” Jimmithey yelled as his jaw dropped, sweat dripping down from his head.

  “Yeah Chad, you must’ve gotten something wrong! His schizo powers are back for good! Without him, we wouldn’t have been able to kill the King of Cucks!” Jack defended his friend, attempting to walk in front of the Alpha.

  But he was pushed away by Chad, who shook his head violently. Jack fell to the ground, pulling himself up after a few seconds.

  “Jack, he could become a cuck again at any moment. We all know that. I’m sorry... You're a good man, but... DON’T ever say that he was needed to win. This was my fucking kill, and I will not have the credit be taken by HIS CUCK ASS.” Chad replied in disgust as he walked past Jack, now a few feet from Jimmithey.

  Jack crawled away, bringing himself away from the enraged Alpha. He was trembling, nearly pissing himself from fear.

  Milly looked at Chad, feeling completely confused. Everything was going well a few seconds ago. She knew Chad had issues with Jimmithey, but she didn’t expect it to be this bad!

  “Myusel, control your man! NOW!” Milly roared as she turned to Myusel, who was frozen in shock. She began to tremble, her voice beginning to form.

  “Chad! STOP THIS NOW! PLEASE!” Myusel cried, her screaming ringing throughout the entire ruins. Yet despite that, Chad kept going, ignoring her pleading.

  He began to walk forward, slowly strutting towards the much shorter Jimmithey. He scoffed and cracked his thick neck, turning his head down at the schizo.

  “Don’t you remember, bitch? I made a promise. I promised you would pay for what you’ve done to my woman. You will pay that price. A price that will cost you your worthless little life.”