"This just in! The huge dragon has been defeated by none other than Planeptune's beloved Oracle, Histoire!" Dengekiko announced from the Nepstation helicopter. "With that, the nation is once again safe! Three cheers to Histoire!"

"That's right!" Famitsu chimed in. "All hail Planeptune, everybody!"

"Hey, Histoire!" White Heart looked up at the Oracle, her face displaying a mixture of amazement and awe. "You never told us you could fight!"

"In actuality, I had always been capable of fighting," Histoire replied. "However, I do not engage in battle unless necessary,"

"I must admit I am quite curious about this," Green Heart stated. "But, first, I believe we should be dealing with another matter,"

"If you're referring to the Citizens Group's remnants, I agree. Let us go back down to the city and address them," said Purple Heart.

"What about Histoire? Shouldn't we be turning her back to normal?" asked Black Heart.

"Don't worry. I have not forgotten about that," Bringing her attention to Histoire, Purple Heart said, "Histy, we will be heading down to see the remnants. Will it be alright if you can wait for us?"

"I do not mind," replied Histoire. "Do be careful,"

"Very well. Let us go, everyone," Standing up slowly, Purple Heart flew off from Histoire's palm and down to Planeptune. Her fellow goddesses did the same while Histoire watched them leave.

"How could this happen?!" the leader of the Citizens Group remnants was bursting out in anger. "We were certain we had the power to achieve our goal! And now all of it is ruined! Not by the CPUs but, by an Oracle of all things!"

"Looks like your plans have failed," IF spoke seriously. She and her company were focusing their eyes on the remnants. "Give it up. It's over,"

"No, no, it is not!" the leader was shaking his head vigorously. "Our current plan may have failed but, we'll devise another! When we are done, we will return to lay waste on this nation once more!" Turning to his companions, he said loudly, "Let's go!" Hastily, the Citizens Group remnants ran away from IF's group.

"Halt! Stop right there!" one of the Basilicom guards shouted as he and the others prepared to give chase. They soon learnt however, that there was no need to as the remnants were stopped by someone moving right in front of them. Said individual had her eyes closed and was smiling at the Citizens Group innocently. That person was none other than Plutia.

"Plutia?!" IF turned surprised. "Since when did she…?!"

"You know I don't get why you have to attack Planeptune," Plutia spoke calmly. "But, how about we talk about it? Maaaybe, we can try to understand each other so that you don't have to do such a bad thing again," While the Ultradimension CPU was talking, Purple Heart's group landed in front of her and the Citizens Group remnants.

"Plutie, please stand aside. We'll handle the rest," Purple Heart said to Plutia. At this time, IF and her company joined up with Purple Heart's team.

"Awww, but, I want to talk to them, Neppy," Plutia looked at Purple Heart, her eyes still closed and her smile remaining. "They may stop doing bad things if we're good to them,"

"What's your deal, pipsqueak?" the fourth of the Citizens Group remnants spoke to Plutia brusquely. "If you've got no business with us, move aside! Or would you like us to make you move?"

"That's not polite you know," Plutia looked back at the remnants. "How about we be nice to each other? That way, you don't have to be bad guys anymore,"

"Hah! Big deal!" the fifth remnant gave a cocky smile. "You want us to be nice, you say?" Pointing at Plutia, he added, "Okay, tell you what? We'll BE nice if you can make us do that," Little did this man knew, he made a big mistake.

"So, you'll be nice if I make you do that?" Plutia asked.

"Yeah! Just try it!" the remnant challenged. "Besides, how can a lil' kid like you convince us to be nice anyway?" Again, BIG MISTAKE.

"I see. So, you don't want to talk," Plutia's eyes began to open. "Toooo bad. Oookay, theeen,"

"Hey, don't tell me she's going to…" White Heart said, she and the CPUs coming to a horrid realization. Even IF and Compa came to the same realization. MAGES. and the Basilicom guards however, were confused on the sudden change in their companions' demeanor.

"Plutie, wait! There's no need to-" Before Purple Heart could finish, a bright pillar of light surrounded by binary numbers engulfed Plutia. When it dissipated, a different individual stood in the young girl's place. It was none other than the sadistic goddess known as Iris Heart. A CPU resembling a dominatrix, her presence instilled fear into the hearts of the people around her. Those with more resilient hearts did not feel very fearful but, were nonetheless uneasy at Iris Heart's appearance.

"What?! What is that form?!" MAGES. exclaimed.

"Is that another goddess?!" a Basilicom guard said.

"What in the… WHAT IN THE WORLD?!" the third member of the Citizens Group shouted. He and his friends, except their leader, were trembling in fright.

"You… You're a CPU?!" the second member pointed a quivering finger at Iris Heart.

"Who are you?!" the Citizens Group leader demanded from the Ultradimension goddess.

"Me?" Iris Heart responded seductively. "I'm Iris Heart. Now, you and your friends have been very, VERY bad men. Even though I gave you a chance to be nice, you never took it,"

"B-B-B-Boss…" the fourth Citizens Group remnant stammered. "I-I-I think we should run. Like really fast,"

"WE WILL NOT RETREAT!" the Citizens Group leader boomed. Glaring at Iris Heart, he said, "You! Do not think you can stand in my way just because you're a CPU! If you insist on doing so, I'll take you down myself!"

"Oh, my, you're quite the feisty one, aren't you?" Iris Heart said playfully. "It's people like you that turn me on," In the middle of her words, Purple Heart spoke to the Basilicom guards quickly.

"Guards, take any citizen and soldier standing in the streets away from here,"

"Huh? But, why, Lady Purple Heart?" asked one of them.

"It is not the right time to explain. At the moment, please do so immediately," Purple Hearts' voice was gentle yet firm.

"Very well, then. If you may excuse us, Lady Purple Heart," Swiftly, the Basilicom guards went around the streets leading any nearby soldiers and civilians away from the scene. Soon, the only ones left were the CPUs and their friends as well as the Citizens Group.

"Hmm… Setting the stage I see," Iris Heart gazed around the empty streets of Planeptune. "Now then," Taking out her trademark whip sword and placing its blade on one hand, she said to the Citizens Group remnants, "You dared to attack this city without hesitation. For that, I think some punishment is in order,"

"You wish to punish us?" Still glaring at Iris Heart, the Citizens Group leader took out a knife. "I would like to see you try!"

"Oh, my you're challenging me to a fight?" a seemingly elated Iris Heart replied. "Very well. I'll play with you for a while,"

"Um… Big sis?" Purple Sister's eyes turned into huge white circles. "Shouldn't we stop this? There's no way that man can stand up against Plutia!"

"As much as I would want to, I think we should best leave her be," Purple Heart frowned. "Stepping in now might not be a good idea,"

"You don't say…" White Heart mentioned as three blue vertical lines were drawn beneath one of her eyes.

"Prepare yourself, then! I'll grind you to the dirt!" Saying this, the leader of the Citizens Group let out a loud yell of anger and charged at Iris Heart. The minute he was about to strike her, the purple goddess swiped his knife away with her blade. Before the leader could react, Iris Heart wrapped her weapon around his neck and held him up into the air.

"What in the…?!" the Citizens Group leader choked as the whip tightened around his neck.

"That was easy," Iris Heart brought the leader's face close to hers and smirked. "Looks like you'll be the one who'll be ground into the dirt. With that said, let's begin~" After receiving a beat down from the dominatrix, the Citizens Group leader laid on the ground in front of Iris Heart. His hood was lifted and the man's eyes were white due to having passed out.

"Now, who's next~?" Iris Heart looked at the remaining remnants of the Citizens Group who were trembling even more after seeing their leader's downed form.

"W-Wait!" the fifth of the remnants raised one hand. "Alright, alright! We'll be nice! Just spare us! Please!"

"Y-Y-Y-Yeah! W-We'll be good! We'll be good!" the third remnant stuttered.

"Is that so?" Iris Heart said. "Then, prove it by bowing down and apologizing for all the trouble you caused,"

"W-Wha?" the second Citizens Group remnant became confused.

"Or would you rather I do to all of you what I did to your precious leader?" Iris Heart put on a devious smile.

"W-Wait, don't!" the third Citizens Group remnant replied. Quickly, he and the other remnants moved forward. Stopping in front of their unconscious leader, they got onto their knees and bowed down to Iris Heart.

"We're sorry! We're so sorry! We won't do bad things anymore! We're sorry!" the third remnant pleaded.

"Really? Are you reeaally sorry?" Iris Heart maintained her devious smile.

"Y-Yes! We are! Like seriously!" the fourth remnant responded promptly.

"Good boy~" Iris Heart began looking satisfied. "I'll let you all off especially since your leader put up quite the bravado earlier. So, promise me that you'll all be good, okay~?"

"Yes! We understand!" cried the Citizens Group remnants in unison. Seeing the current turn of events left those at Purple Heart's side a little surprised.

"Well, that went better than expected," Black Heart remarked.

"I wonder if it would be an overstatement to call her a demon rather than a goddess…" MAGES. commented on Iris Heart's appearance.

"Believe me, I am sure you're not the only one pondering about that…" said Green Heart.

"Good grief…" Up in the air, a frowning Histoire sighed after having witnessed all that had occurred.

Shortly after Iris Heart's "punishment", the incident caused by the Citizens Group was resolved peacefully. Rather than putting the remnants behind bars, they were given a chance to redeem themselves. The five individuals eagerly accepted partly due to the fear of facing Iris Heart again should they ever stray off from being good. Apart from this, MAGES. was able to restore Histoire back to her normal size. With this, life went back to its normal course.

Actually, it was more like life became more exciting. The footage that was previously recorded by the Nepstation cameraman was compiled into a feature film titled "Attack on Planeptune". Not only did the movie become a box office hit in Planeptune's cinemas, it also made Histoire very popular among the nation's denizens. Civilians would come to the Basilicom almost every day to give praise to the Oracle. The influx of visitors was so huge that Neptune and Nepgear had a hard time tending to them alone. They had to call the other nations' CPUs as well as their other friends for help. On top of that, the devout Neptune Fan Club took it upon themselves to make and sell merchandise revolving around Histoire. With all that is happening, Planeptune's Shares skyrocketed. This event would be named by some as the "Histoire Boom".

And all this just because of a mishap where a fairy was blown up into large proportions…

"Yo! How's it going?" In a vast purple colored space, a small ball of light is floating in front of the reader. The voice coming out from it belonged to Histoire's darker counterpart, Croire. "That was pretty interesting don't you think?" She sounded amused. "Who would've thought that Planeptune's Oracle could grow that big? Pretty mind blowing, huh?"

"Well, not that it's something I'd record anyway," Croire added as she moved about a little. "More importantly, what do you really make of what you've seen earlier? Do you really find it interesting? In fact, all the things you saw may or may not have happened. It might only be an imagination,"

"Wait, you don't think so?" Croire spoke again. "Ah, whatever. I'll say one thing. Whether you think this story is real or not, that's not for me to decide. That's… for you to decide,"

"Oh, I better get going. That bug catcher's gonna wonder where I've been. With that, see ya!" The reader watches as Croire swiftly flew off to the unknown. In an instant, everything faded to black.

SEE YOU NEXT GAME