...Present day...

The spaceships went flying into the sky along with what remained of their warriors. Thanks to this long waged war the Omnitrixies and I had mapped out the entire realm along with the Spanish Ben 10 Fan Fiction civilization using all their combined efforts to force back the alien invasion. I never seen so many mortals band together and odd looking aliens bearing remarkable originality not many immortals see in their life times.

"Are we going to leave BTFFheim?" Busorezo209 asks, this time his eye is lighten up.

"You go first for asking," I said, sending Busorezo209 out of my sight.

I turn towards the other Omnitrixies.

"Aww, I amma' miss this realm," LeHikingZif said.

I sent Zif back to his realm.

"Will I remember this?" Ohmidragon asks.

"No," I said, sending him away.

"I am not going to remember fighting for my favorite wikia?" Madha51 said, in disappointment.

"Bye," I said, sending him away.

"No fair," FireCheckerDowny said.

"Why yes, it is fair," I said, then sent Downy back to his reality.

I did the same to Ren, Brendawn10, Bloxx, and the other remaining users. That is until SpeedyTARDIS is the only one remaining in her 'Brooklyn' avatar appearing to be ready for combat wearing all the armored gear usually seen in movies and by guards when defending their realm against the wrath of a opponent. She held her right hand out.

"I am not leaving without a hand shake," SpeedyTARDIS said.

"I do not owe you such," I said.

"Lemme count how many times I saved yo' rear and you didn't save mine," SpeedyTARDIS said. "Oh a bunch, really, asides to doing it on other Omnitrixies."

"No," I said.

"I will remember, Loki," SpeedyTARDIS said. "And I will ask for a hand shake in roleplay format."

"But the handshake would never have happened, either way," I said.

"I don't care," SpeedyTARDIS said. "I can find you on the internet and you will be in one heat of a mess. It's a handshake, slag it, not like I am asking for a fragging kiss!"

"Fine," I said, giving her a handshake.

"Goodbye," SpeedyTARDIS said, shaking my hand. "Loki Odinson."

I let go of her small hand.

"And you will never remember this," I said.

"In my dreams, I will," SpeedyTARDIS said. "Nice memories have a way of coming back."

I sent SpeedyTARDIS away.

Then I summon a portal with the map in hand. I look back to the realm recalling the long war waged over it—even though it is temporary real—that lasted a year. I take the guide out then drop it. The guide lands on the ground getting a crack in the middle of its screen. I turn back towards the portal then walk on through feeling my work here is done. The much not-so-real-realm returns to what it had been originally coming to me arriving.

A realm that does not exist.

That only does exist when a god such as I come in.

The End.