Coming to moments later, the bun groaned. What happened just now? Oh, right, he read a letter from Deigr, and? Words racing through his mind once more, the vampa held back the urge to scream. No, the godbuns, they? They had something to do with this, didn't they? They'll pay for this! Eyes glued to him, questions raced their way.

"Woah, you alright there?" Holly asked. "Did the letter, like, explode or something?"

"Worse," Zhulong said, shaking his head.

"You mean what I think you mean, don't you?" Niquel asked, arm crossed.

"Yes," Zhulong responded, nodding. He then turned towards Siorc. "I'm sorry, Siorc, we should have gone to the Sumazo Forest while you were with Susu."

Sumazo Forest floating through his mind, the young adult placed his hands on the side of his head. What if Artibu had turned her into her own personal servant? He needs to head there right now and get her out of that place! But, he shook his head. No, if he acts now, something worse would befall. Maybe it should wait. Talkmaster B out in front of him, he scribbled away in a frantic matter.

[It's fine, you couldn't have possibly known. What could the godbuns possibly want with her?! When I'm done in Aquamataly, that's going to be my next stop! You mess with my family, you mess with me!] A cracking voice shouted through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Are you sure you want to go to Aquamataly?" Niquel asked in a serious tone. "I've heard there's something dangerous brewing there behind the scenes."

Danger brought to his attention, the bun shrugged. What town didn't have its set of dangers lately? Why run away now? This is nothing he can't handle, he's fought armies of vermin for as long as he can remember! Mob of angry buns, thousands of ambees? Throw them all at him, his shield will do the talking.

[It's fine, I can handle a few monsters here and there!] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"No, not monsters, something far, far worse," Niquel responded, shaking her head. "So, I'll ask you one last time. Are you sure you want to go to Aquamataly with Naofa? I'm warning you, what you're about to get yourself into might be more trouble than it's worth."

[Yes, I'm sure. I have to go. There's buns there I need to meet, and besides, Deigr wrote in her letter that she thinks I should go there, too. If anything happens, I can take it on!] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"As long as you're sure, we won't try to stop you. But, if I were you, I'd expect the worst. Trust me, Aquamataly is not the kind of place you want to stick around for long. Just say the word, and we'll go with you." Her tone was serious.

"Sorry for reading your letter, but your sister mentioned The Bronze Catacombs, if you're going there, you'll need some tools," Zhulong said in a serious tone. "Good Vibes Bunny here will lend you some."

"I will?" Holly asked.

"You're a tool smith, are you not?" Zhulong's arms were crossed.

"I am, but, like, you really gotta rope me into this, man?" She groaned.

"We implore you to help our friend out. If you were going to The Bronze Catacombs, you'd know what happens to buns there that walk in there unprepared." A sharp eye was given to Holly.

Bronze Catacombs bouncing off his ears, the bun wondered. Just what kind of information was hidden so deep in there he needed to come armed to the teeth? Maybe there were vermin guarding the gates? Probably. He ought to have everything at his disposal, no matter what. There's no way he can falter now.

[Please, I'm sorry to get in your way, but could you please lend me some tools? I promise I'll pay you as much chips you could ever ask for! I'll even bring you a whole tub of sweet, sweet yam yogurt along with it! Better yet, I'll even grow a whole field of sweet potatoes just for you back at home and bring them all back with me next time I stop by here!] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Woah, like, chill out, no need to do all that, I'll lend you some tools, kay?" Holly asked, hands in the air. "Follow me."

Guided towards a small toolshed who knows where, the bun's knees buckled at what tools had soon been gifted to him. Laser pointed pistol seated in the palm of his hands, the young adult almost wanted to drop it. Uh, did he really need something like this? Maybe he should give it back. Other strange tools handed off to him, his eyes wandered. How are any of these supposed to help him out here?

"Well, there ya go, just take them, kay?" Holly said, sighing. "Honestly, dunno why you'd want to go to The Bronze Catacombs, do you really think it's gonna be easy to get rid of The Totems of Secrets? You don't look all that strong, like, no offense."

Totems of Secrets brought to his attention, the young adult let out a sigh. Oh, great, there's obstacles waiting for him in the Bronze Catacombs? He should have known. He's going to have to eliminate everything and anything that stands in his way no matter what. Plopping the tools down in a teeny tiny back, the farmer cracked his knuckles.

[I fought a ethanoribbit and won, you think I can't handle a few roadblocks here and there?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"You have a point there, though, you really don't know what you're about to be up against," Holly said, hands on her hips. "But, if you think you can knock them out, I believe in you. Good luck."

Exiting the area, the vampa stared off into space. What if there was another hidden challenge waiting for him in plain sight out in the deepest depths of Aquamataly? He doesn't know, but whatever might be waiting for him, he needed to prepare himself for anything and everything. Right, he has to do what he must, no matter what.

Walking around the park for hours on end, the questions kept themselves going. Should he ask the buns in Aquamataly if there's any other way to get a redo? No, maybe he was wasting his time on that front. It was best to put a pin in all of that, for now. Reaching a small sports field, the next order of business had soon been upon him.

Training session taking the stage for the time being, a sea of doubts had begun to flow through the bun. If the only option was to fight the godbuns, did he really stand any sort of chance? Maybe he was setting himself up for an even worse divine name to be gifted to him. No, no, come on, he needs to throw this gloom and doom away! Surely, with enough practice, he'll be able to take down at least a few of them in battle. Last round taking the stage, the familiar chime soon filled the air.

Ring, ring, ring, ring.

It's the twelfth hour.

It's the twelfth hour!

Work time, work time! All afternoon shift LopVampas, head to your stations immediately!

"It's about time we head to Evil Bunny's secret lair," Susu said in a serious tone. "Are you ready?"

[Ready as I'll ever be.] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Are you sure you don't want us to go with you?" Zhulong asked.

[No need to come with me. I'm sure the buns Naofa wants me to meet aren't going to do anything to me. And, even if they do, I can handle them.] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"If you're sure, then we'll help out with farm expansion until you come back home," Niquel said, eyes closed. "But, please, if anything happens, message us, and we'll find a way out there as soon as possible."

[You've done more than enough for now. I'll see you two later. Take care of yourselves.] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"See you later." A wave.

Friends departing, the duo soon returned to the buggy. Wings out and about, the young adult tried to hang on. Here this thing goes, off to the trenches! Reaching the lair who knows when, the young adult slapped his cheeks. Here goes nothing, everything? He doesn't know, dragged through the deepest darkest trenches known to bun, the bun locked eyes with Evbu. It's time for some action.

"Look who we have here, my newest minion!" Evil Bunny shouted. "I'm surprised you didn't run away cowering in fear of me!" They then coughed. "Forget all that. Are you ready to meet the poor, unfortunate souls?"

[Yes, but first, I just have a question. Do you know anything about The Bronze Catacombs?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Of course, I the most evil bun known to all of LopVampa kind knows about The Bronze Catacombs!" Naofa shouted, pointing at themselves. They then crossed their arms across their waist. "Let me guess, you wish to walk straight in there and steal the secrets of the gods! That's the kind of evil I'm looking for here!"

[I don't know about steal the god's secrets, but my sister says there's a hidden library buried deep within The Bronze Catacombs. Do you know what kind of challenges I might face in there to reach that place? I need to know anything you might know about the totems that reside in there and how to get rid of them the quickest! Please, Evbu, you know something, right?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Those totems are pushovers! Get them from the back and they'll fall one after another, you'll see! They won't be able to see that coming!" Naofa cried. They then cleared their throat. "Or so I've heard anyway. Whatever, let's get out of here! You don't want to keep these poor unfortunate souls waiting!" They then turned towards Susu. "You, over there, Adventure Bunny! Set your little wings on your buggy to turbo right now!"

"Alrighty, turbo setting on," Susu said, clicking the button. "Hop in, everyone, we're heading to Aquamalaty!"

Naofa and he hopping into the buggy, the creature's engine rumbled. Vehicle speeding off faster than he could keep up with, the young adult resisted the urge to scream. If this thing goes any quicker, his ears are going to explode! Everything beginning to shake, a peculiar looking swirling blue force had soon been reached.

Woah, woah, woah.

Body feeling like jelly in a matter of moments, the bun pulled down his ears. What is this thing, where is it taking him? Why does it feel like, at any given moment, his body will be reconstructed into a new one? Ah, no, come on, don't be silly, it's fine, that's not going to happen here. Intense force rumbling, the buggy's wings scratched against some wall with all their might.

Spit out into parts unknown, the vampa huffed a breath. What was that just now? World returning to normal in the blink of an eye, a foggy, spacious land soon awaited him. Nothing but lopsided mountains locking eyes with him, the bun scratched the back of his ears. Hold on, just a second, this was Aquamataly? Why does he feel as though he took a wrong turn somewhere?

"We're here, Aquamataly!" Naofa shouted, hand raised in the air. "Poor, unfortunate souls, all you, Evil commands you to come out!"

Stampede of feet racing towards him, the young adult had become one with the ground, in an instant. Dozen of buns locking eyes with him, the vampa studied them for a moment. Pale looking hares in the corner with the names Pest Hare, Contrarian Hare and One Track Mind Hare locking eyes with him, the bun's heart leaped. What kind of divine names were these? How could the godbuns do this? Other names looking about ready to catch fire, one particular one caught his attention.

Orange haired capybara LopVampa in the corner rocking back and forth, the farmer locked eyes with their shirt for a moment. Loser Capybara staring back at him, he almost wanted to reach for a red marker. What kind of name was that? The godbuns have some explaining to do!

"Your evilship, I take it this guy over here is asking us about our pitiful arrangement with Those Monsters That Shall Not Be Named?" Loser Capybara asked.

"Ugh, seriously? Evbu, what if we don't wanna talk about alla that, aye?" One Track Mind Hare asked.

"Please, you poor unfortunate souls, this fella over here wants to take back what's his!" Naofa shouted.

"Seriously?" Loser Capybara asked. "Do we really have to open up that old wound? This bites."

Group of many whispering amongst one another, the vampa wondered. What were their divine names before losing against the gods, should he ask that? No, maybe that would bring up bad memories. Perhaps he should ask them if they know any secrets about the godbuns? Maybe that will do. Yes, surely, it will.

[Hello, there, my name is Siorc, and Evil Bunny said you are unfortunate souls just like them. I apologize for asking this of you, but could you tell me a few things about how your fights with the gods went? The more you can tell me, the better!] A crackling voice said through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Why did you bring this dude here, your evilness?!" Pest Hare cried. "I don't believe we asked for you to rip open our old wounds like this!"

"Yeah, that's right! Way to lay down the barbed wire here!" Contrarian Hare cried. They then sighed. "Let me guess, you got the short end of the stick, did everything you could to try and try to get that sweet, sweet, sweet redo, and now your only option left is to fight the gods? Tch, listen. I was like you once! I waited so long for my divine naming ceremony, every single day until the day finally arrived, and you know what name I got? Scatterbrained Hare! So, you know what I did? I challenged the godbuns right then and there! And, they wiped the floor with me, and went, oopsie, my bad, what we meant to say was Contrarian Hare, enjoy! Tch, unless you dig into their deepest darkest secrets, you don't stand a chance!"

Secrets brought to the table once again, the bun turned his head off towards the lopsided caves off in the distance. Was that really the only way? What if the secrets would have the godbuns burn him at the stake instead?! Oh, no, is he going to become a pile of ashes soon? He's going to become sugar in Sweetbu's tea any day now!

[Are you sure that's the only way? Surely, there has to be another way I can beat the godbuns at their own game!] A crackling voice shouted through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"Nope, trust me, that's the only way," Loser Cabybara said, sighing. "But, if you plan enter the Catacombs, a word of caution, it can't just be any deep dark secret. It has to be the deep dark secret."

[Do you know what the deep dark secret is? What should I look for?] A crackling voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.

"You'll know when we find it, trust me," Loser Cabybara responded. They then turned towards Advenbu. "Let me guess, you're here to get the deep dark secret, too?"

"No, nothing like that, I'm just the designated driver!" Susu cried. "Is there something you need help with? I'm your girl!"

"Oh, you can help us by guiding our oh so lovely guest to The Bronze Catacombs, got it?" One Track Mind Hare cried in a sarcastic tone.

Susu leading the way, one last sea of thoughts flowed through the bun for a brief moment.

Just what could the deep dark secret be?