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After Mark having defeated Arco, word spread around Egypsia, as did it prove that somebody could have overpowered a senior Krieg. Ginger shared the news to the media, who immediately reported the news. "Word has it that Mark Krieg has defeated Arco Krieg of the malicious Taboo Market Industry, the assassin behind Raigeki's untimely departure, to which a memorial will be held for in the Krieg Cemetery," one outlet reported through Egypsia. To some, Mark Krieg was a hero for avenging the assassination of Raigeki Blitz Krieg. Raio and Elliot both celebrated the landmark in Krieg history, as no Krieg previously would have dared challenged Arco, who was the most feared Krieg.

Mark Krieg watched the news and saw the praise. "I'm a nationwide icon? Just like that," he thought. "There's no way I can be loved that much." Ginger walked in and instantly leaped on the couch next to him. "Look at that! Thanks to your heroic win, the Taboo Market Industry took a huge blow," she said. Mark sighed while remembering Arco's remains. "I did all of that to him," he thought. "I never resented a Krieg that much during possessions." Ginger saw the concerning frown Mark's lips showed her. "Is there anything we should talk about," inquired Ginger. Mark shook his head as he would continue frowning. "I'll pass; there's been too much for me to do," he said. Ginger anxiously looked at Mark as he said that. "I wish I could help you when it is necessary," she said. "Ever since you battled Lord Arco Krieg, something changed about your personality." Mark angrily glared towards her from mentioning Arco's name. "Don't bring that perverted rapist back up," he yelled. "He's probably rotting in Hell now."

Ginger saw how furious he looked and felt bad about mentioning him. "Listen, Mark; I'm sorry I even brought up his name," she said. In a blink of an eye, Mark's facial expression toned down as she hugged him. "Oh, Gin... You know killing another Krieg was not what I've lived for," he said. Ginger hugged him closer and calmly brushed his hair with her hand. "That's true. I'm just shocked you have that personal trigger," she said. "The war has yet to end, so there are more out there." Mark sighed as his brown eyes looked at her. "That's right; Arca's the one who conspired all of this," he said. "Even without beasts like her, my views on women would not have been any different." Ginger rolled her eyes and responded, "Mark, you can't let those prejudices cloud your mind. Those old bullies are just history." Mark shook his head as he hugged her back. "History or not, I'm far from finished," he quietly whispered to her. "I will kill who I must..." Ginger looked horrified at her husband, wondering what his next plan was. "Even with the prejudice derived from the bullying you faced, I'll be unconditionally loving you, Mark," she said with some tears in her eyes.

Later that Morning...

Mark looked at his sword Blitzkrieg, in addition to a pouch of homemade copper ashes that Alexandré made. "Thank you, Alex," he thought while packing, presumably for the last day of the war he planned out. With his signature sword in hand, along with restored energy from sleep, he saw his wife right next to the door. "Mark," she said. Mark brought his lips to hers with one more kiss before departing for the war. Ginger, despite little more than anxiety that she felt, was heavily blushing from the kiss. "Good luck, my lord," she said as she hung a silver crucifix on his neck. "I'll miss you. Please, have the cross I bought." Mark looked in her eyes one last time and saw more tears his wife cried. "Thank you, but even if I'm defeated or get caught, just know that I've exclusively felt love for you. I could never hate you, Virginia," he said. "You mean the world to me." Ginger watched Mark step out, accepting that he may not come back. "... ... ..." (Gingers tries responding, but knows that Mark's mind is set in stone.) Once she could not see him in her sight, Ginger quietly closed the door and knelt to pray.

Meanwhile, at the Taboo Market Industry... (During the Afternoon)

Arca could be seen flicking through the television's channels. (Her eyes glance at the coverage on Arco's death. Immediately, she starts growling in rage.) "That disposable old beast called Arco lost to that teenager," she snarled. "I thought he would have killed him for me! I swear, if Mark harmed a hair on Saul, I will begin torturing that damn son of a bitch to death, just like what Vixi previously endured. This time, you will not flee." Upon creating her plan to assassinate Mark Krieg next, Arca looked around for a collection of copper ashes her goons stole. (Her right hand spawns scorching hellfire.) "Mark my words, boy! You will pay for defeating Arco, if my name isn't Arca Gréhound," she proudly declared with a sinister smile crossing through her mouth. One of her personal henchmen, Mr. T. Albano, knocked on her door. "Lady Arca! Mark is heading to us," he said. Arca grinned with a malicious facial expression from the news he gave. "Thank you, Tony. Let's try giving him a warm welcome," she said while opening the door for him. "He and I have unfinished business to tend to..."

Tony shared the same villainous grin his boss had while they were reloading some guns. "Sweet! I can't stomach those Kriegs anyway," he said. "Didn't those guys descend from gypsies?" Arca shrugged from the vague memory on the Kriegs. "Possibly, although I can't say for sure," she said. "Even I don't know their history. Aku never told me when he and I battled..." Tony lost his smile upon the name he heard. "You mean that old mutt who helped make this dump," he asked. Arca reluctantly nodded as her answer. "Yeah, that old mutt. Somehow, our fight was dead even," she said. "I can never understand how he could fend me off so well." Tony looked with confusion as he overheard someone's screams. "That's not Mark, right," he asked. Arca quietly shook her head, but then anxiously looked back to Tony. "No... Those bloodcurdling screams are from outside," she said. The criminal duo stormed from the room and went to the scene. Thanks to their secret evacuation tunnel, they traveled underground to get to where Mark was.

As soon as more screams rang through their ears, Tony gestured Arca to stay back. "I'll handle him, Arca," Tony said as he looked through some grass and saw Mark. Arca wanted to argue, but knew Tony was persistent with high-figure bounties. "Fine, but I want him alive," she quietly said. Tony shook his head and went to the battlefield. "I don't care; I want to shoot his brains out," he said. Arca shrugged and then retreated back to her room. "If only he knew that I myself am a gypsy," she thought. "If he learned that, I would have been shot." (Arca heads to the bathroom to take a shower.) Arca's attention went to a rubber duck she left next to the sink by accident. "Well, you and I might be the last two here," she said to the duck. "Wait, why am I even talking to a rubber duck I've had since cub years?" Arca sighed and smiled at the rubber duck she would bathe with. "Nobody can laugh at me for having you with me," she thought as she began undressing and held the toy duck in one paw.

Back at the Battlefield...

After decapitating one more female guard with his sword, Mark sighed with a little exhaustion at the bloody mess surrounding him consisting of male and female corpses with various mutilations. "That's less of Arca's goons for slaughtering," he said. Tony, who watched the later parts of the bloodshed, froze in fear at the sight of Mark Krieg. "Decapitated corpses, amputated bodies... What is he," Tony tried saying to himself. "I have no clue what Lord Mark can do..." Mark sensed another person near him and swung his sword to cut through a large group of trees. "Show yourself already," he yelled out. Upon feeling the shock wave, Tony watched hundreds of tall trees falling near his spot to stalk. "Was that just lightning he was summoning," he thought. (Tony's eyes see the sword Blitzkrieg within Mark's hands.) "How does he have Raigeki's weapon? I thought that the sword was just a myth." Mark felt closer to his enemy and came across a bushed area. "Hiding won't get anywhere," he said.

Tony, after regaining his mind's composure, grabbed the gun and cautiously carried it with him. "I can't cower forever," he thought. "I have to take action and receive my money for his corpse!" Mark looked around the bushed area and noticed the bushes' common theme. "Hmm. A circular pattern can be seen," he thought. Tony carefully watched Mark take mental notes and directly aimed the gun to his head. "Say good night, motherfucker," he thought while pulling down the gun's trigger. (One loud shot can be heard.) After the gunshot was fired, Tony noticed the environment was too quiet. "Where was his scream," he thought. (Tony looks around the bushes, noticing Mark's mysterious absence, despite how he thought that he saw him earlier.) "Come out, gypsy," he angrily yelled. Mark descended from a lightning bolt and smiled at the wild gunman. "You called for me," he teased. Tony was furious by the hallucination he recently had. (He points his gun to Mark.) "The death bell's toll and I did," responded Tony, who fired another shot at him.

But, a platinum lightning bolt suddenly roared from the clouds to smite the bullet, which then fell down to the ground. "Not good enough," Mark peacefully said, despite being threatened by the gun. (Mark kicks Tony's firearm out of his hands and points the gun at his face.) "Enantroop, I've failed you," thought Tony, who knew Arca's actual first name. Mark, who now held the gun, directly aimed it at Tony's heart. "I want to ask you a few things right now," said Mark. Tony nervously looked at Mark and gulped a bit. "What do you want," inquired Tony, whose hands rose. Mark held Blitzkrieg in another hand and glared in the man's soul. "Where's Arca," he quietly asked him. Tony remained silent at first, but then reluctantly said, "She has a base not too far from here." Mark smiled at Tony's answer and then asked next, "Who else is still out there?" Tony, this time, refused to answer. "I wouldn't know," he immediately replied. (Mark points the gun to Tony's abdomen and shoots him there first. A scream of pain is heard.) Mark groaned at the dishonest answer that he got. "Then why should I spare your life," he asked.

Tony smiled from the pain and laughed a little. "Maybe if you want Raigeki's old corpse," he scoffed. Mark looked disgusted at the response he just heard. "Tell me," he yelled to him. Tony only laughed more and maliciously smiled at Mark. "Ha! I wish I could, but I think Arca's enjoying his dead corpse as we speak," he said. Mark lost his temper and immediately shot Tony's neck. "Go back to Hell," he screamed with tears that rained down from his brown eyes. Tony laughed one more time before having his neck shot, then his head cut off. Mark knelt on the grass and sobbed at such a repulsive idea. "No," he wept. "I hope that is not true." Upon the emotional surge throughout his veins and body, Mark felt a new power introduced. "What's this," he thought as he checked his sword. "Something now feels a bit different." Mark looked around the cloudy area, noticing no one else near him. Suddenly, though, Mark felt a spirit approaching his mind. "Mark," the voice called to him. Mark looked around, wondering where the voice came from.

"Where is that from," he thought. (Mark's ears twitch as they urge him to look at the sky.) "Mark," the solemn voice called again. Mark then saw a faint silhouette of a Raikou with human-like characteristics. "Hi," Mark awkwardly greeted to him. The Raikou silhouette laughed a bit with a grin. "It is I, Raigeki," he declared. Mark gasped at the idea that Lord Raigeki was interacting with him. "You mean, you're really Raigeki Blitz Krieg," he asked. Raigeki nodded as he hugged him. "Yes. Part of my soul has been in this sword, and you are now finally ready to meet me," he said. Mark was truly astonished by the fur that he thought he felt. "How come you feel close to me, yet so far," he asked. Raigeki chuckled and said to him, "You and I are honestly closer than you think. I wish I could say more, but I want to say this: Egypsia's fate is in your hands, so stay strong." (Raigeki's silhouette vanishes.) Mark felt his tears dry up as he watched the silhouette fade away. "Dad? Was that you," he asked as he looked at his sword. After hearing nothing, Mark continued forward with the hunt for Arca's whereabouts. "I must find her," he thought.

One Hour Later...

Mark found a coveted entrance to what looked like an abandoned hideout and felt his curiosity provoking him to see what was in store. "I might find her, at long last," he thought. Upon entering what was probably more of a dungeon, Mark curiously looked through the halls. "Where could she be," he thought. However, past one door in particular, his eyes came across a room with red walls and a chair stained with blood. "What is this room," he thought. Mark continued looking around this area, only to notice a decapitated corpse that looked like it originally belonged to a Raikou. (Mark's face turns pale at the name that he could read in dark red blood.) "This is Raigeki's body," he thought. Wanting to vomit from pure terror, Mark turned from the nauseating sight and ran out of the room. "I actually found him," he thought. "I found Lord Raigeki's missing corpse!" After continuing to explore the "dungeon", Mark met no one else in the lonely area. "I can't find her," he thought. "I can't find that sick cunt!" Finally, after a long exploration, he used his sword to illuminate the last room he did not check.

Arca could be seen directly smiling at him from the other side, patiently waiting for him to come in her room. "Welcome, Mark Krieg," she politely said. Mark immediately recognized the busty Arcanine and went cold. "Arca," he angrily said to her. Arca continued smiling at the human as she sat from her bed. "Did you like your tour you've had," she inquired. Mark neither nodded nor horizontally shook his head from side to side. "Not as much as places, honestly," he said. "Some rooms need to be cleaned." Arca looked a bit more guiltily and asked him, "Did you find my sex doll?" Mark's face immediately shifted to outrage over the objectification of the corpse. "How dare you call his corpse that," he yelled. Arca's smile was still not fazed for a moment. "I could care less for you men," she said. "Look at Arco; he was gullible and hellbent on assassinating his brother. Then, there's Saul, the one man who I love. Allegedly, he got beat by you. What a pathetic husband; he lost to a teen. Finally, Raigeki... I wanted to marry him, but he turned me down for Tsunami Aquas. That, Mark Krieg, is why I previously assisted Arco on his goal for assassinating Raigeki."

Mark's face grew red as he clenched a fist. "Don't you damn gold-diggers ever thank men," he snapped. "I swear, I risk my fucking life for my horny wife Ginger, and Saul did the even dirtier work for you. All you've had to do was keep dictating orders, but now your shit will be own your own." Arca was shocked at Mark and angrily glared back at the man. "I'll show you a thing or two on addressing ladies," she snapped. Ready for the final battle, Mark clenched his signature sword Blitzkrieg in one hand and aimed the sword. "Let's fight," he said to her. Arca smiled again at the opportunity for battling him. "I would love that," she thought. "I still have those ashes anyway." Mark watched Arca block his sword with her fingernails as she barely evaded some swings. "He's a bit quick on those feet," she thought. Mark watched Arca cast hellfire to burn him whole, but dodged swiftly and landed a rather light punch. (Arca barely flinches from the punch.) "You call that a punch, Mark Krieg," she scoffed. "Even your mom Vixi put up a better fight than you did!"

Mark felt sickened by Arca's scoffing and thought, "What? Is that what her name was? It sounds familiar." (Arca maliciously smiles again with one counterpunch landed right around his abdomen.) Arca watched Mark sustain her punch and try counterattacking with a swing of his sword, to which Arca shielded against with her thick teeth. This distracted her long enough for a powerful gold lightning bolt (Inner Bankai: Raigeki) Mark spawned from his right hand. Arca yelped in pain upon being struck near her breasts by him. "Youch! What a punch this man packs," she thought. (Arca tries reaching in her pocket for a pouch.) "I'll need those copper ashes immediately." Mark watched Arca cast more hellfire from her mouth, this time while opening her mouth, once again swiftly dodging the flames. "Something's different with those flames she'll cast," he thought. "They're just as dangerous as Arco's." Arca watched her miss flames continuously burn behind Mark, now scheming to toss copper ashes in the flames. "Do you like copper," she inquired.

Mark felt scared for a change at the pouch of stolen copper ashes she donned. "How the hell did you get that," he snapped. Arca calmly giggled while she opened the small-sized pouch. "I was once in love with Alexandré. He made the most powerful variation of these ashes. I couldn't refuse an opportunity to sneak some here," she said. (Mark smells the fiery smoke behind him, but refuses to turn around.) Mark carefully looked back at Arca with his sword he continued swinging. (Blitzkrieg begins glowing.) "I'll have to use some of my strongest inner bankai, even if it means risking losing what is left," he thought. "I will not let her win!" Arca watched the sword brightly glowing and felt her vision become blurry. "What is this blinding light I'm noticing," she thought. Defensively, she launched a direct fireball at Mark Krieg, who failed to dodge this time while attempting to strike her skull. "She still got me," he thought as he was knocked back to the missed flames. Arca, who overheard Mark's fall, immediately tossed the pouch directly at him. "So long, Mark Krieg," her voice boomed to him.

Mark's eyes watched in horror at the copper ashes, which amplified the flames to the point of incineration. (Mark runs from the flames to charge at her within the tall flames of hellfire. The silver crucifix is completely incinerated in his place.) "I must end this," he thought. Arca froze at the sight of Mark being unharmed by the flames. "How is he not dead from what even Raigeki could not live through in this scenario," she thought. (Her eyes see the silver crucifix.) "Of course! That must be a crucifix blessed by Lord Aku. Once, if somebody would be incinerated, the crucifix will be burned, instead. Who gave him such a gift?" (Arca sends another fireball that struck, this time critically at his heart.) Mark felt his dash out of the intense hellfire cut short by the sudden fireball to his heart, which knocked him into the hungry flames incinerating him... Before he would be fully incinerated, Mark used his one substitution and launched his sword, which would unknowingly slice off her right arm (Inner Bankai: Lightning Laceration) that then burned in the flames. Arca roared in pain from the amputation of her muscular right arm. "At least I got him this time," she thought. (Arca grins at Blitzkrieg, but stops as she immediately sees a familiar face in it.)

"No! It's even smiling," she screamed. Mark, whose substitution successfully went through just in time, summoned himself from a lightning bolt and delivered a swift thunder kick to her jaw, shattering every bone near her mouth. (Mark picks the sword back up.) "Did you honestly think I'll be incinerated from one shot to the heart," he asked. Arca, who was fully paralyzed by the kick, now looked back terrified. "How was his substitute inside that sword," she thought. "I thought I burned that, too!" Mark then looked at the Arcanine before him and smirked at her as part of the sword lacerated her thick neck. Arca attempted to breathe fire, but her neck's injury and blood both made it impossible. "That bastard! I cannot launch fireballs from my mouth anymore," she thought. Mark then knelt towards the Arcanine and asked her, "What else should I be amputating?" Arca angrily glared back at him as his sword chopped off her left arm next. Even with another limb amputated, she could not scream from the paralysis. "I can't move at all," she thought while her stumps bled heavily. (Arca's green eyes start slightly closing.) "I knew he was too strong." Mark then ended the climatic fight with a soul-shattering platinum lightning bolt (Inner Bankai: Raigeki's Vengeance) that wiped out Arca's soul and mind once and for all. (Mark can be seen heavily panting as the hot flames die down.) "Raigeki, Vixi... You can now rest in peace. Nobody can hurt you further," he said with utmost exhaustion. (Mark then immediately teleports back home.)

Back at Home...

(Ginger is seen reading an old book on Aku.) "Fascinating," she thought. "It is said that with a blessed silver crucifiix, one won't be burned by flames. Did I accidentally give Mark a crucifix he blessed?" (She hears a familiar voice call out to her.) "Gin," the voice said to her. Ginger recognized the voice as Mark's and then sighed. "Thank God he's back," she thought. Mark could be seen worn out from the long day of fights. "Gin, that silver crucifix," he quietly panted to her. Ginger hugged him and gracefully looked in his eyes. "Alexandré suggested me to purchase you one," she said. "I don't care if it's gone; as long as you are safe, I won't fuss." Mark's facial expression lit up from her soft kiss to his cheek. "You know; I'll happily settle for that," he said. "Arca's defeated, and the war's at an end."