"No offense, Mrs. Butterfly," said Janna. "But this plan of yours makes no sense. You all said you've destroyed the magic. And if Wyscan is magic…"

"I know what it sounds like, Janna," Moon cut her off. "It sounds crazy, but we have to at least take the gamble."

"What exactly is the gamble here?"

"It's a plan that hinges on the possibility that the magic may not have actually been destroyed. Quantum mechanic's many worlds interpretation as some of your Earth scientists call it. We call it something similar back on Mewni as well – Skywynne's theory of the many realms. The idea that infinite amounts of universes exist within the multiverse due to nigh infinite amount of branching options and decisions made within each reality by their inhabitant thus diverting the timeline, creating a whole separate reality. So, if that were to be the case, then when we say we have destroyed all the magic in this universe, it is only this universe's magic that we are referring to. Therefore, we can conclude that there are pools of magic out there in at least one other neighboring universe as well."

"You lost me right after you mentioned the word quantum," said Janna. "My brain just kind of… zoned out and went to sleep to protect itself from melting."

"Wyscan is an agent of Desire," Moon explained, "an aspect of Endless. A wish master who would grant anyone any wish as long as he gets something in return of equal value. He is a necessary part of life, a part of reality. Getting rid of magic may not necessarily get rid of him, even if parts of him may be considered magical."

"So how exactly do we get to him?"

"Well… we don't. Not really," Moon cleared her throat. "He can be summoned by an act of divine desire."

"What does that even mean?" Janna asked.

"It means to desire something not of this world. Something that isn't petty, but instead significant, mostly cosmic. Such as divine knowledge of what is really going on and who is possessing Marco."

"Yes, indeed my dear. That would definitely do it."

"AH!" Moon and Janna screamed simultaneously, flinching as they realized the blue elf was already right behind them. Behind him – a massive gate that towered over many buildings nearby was glowing with mystic runes and colors without names. It was as if the gate was there all this time, sneaking behind Moon's and Janna's blind spots, quietly observing the both of them.

"I heard your call, Moon the Undaunted," Wyscan smiled with glee. But that smile faded almost instantly for some strange reason. "We haven't got much time. You need to come with me through my gate before he realizes a portal has opened up without the use of dimensional scissors. Then it's only a matter of time before he puts two and two together."

"Look at that, Ludo," Dennis pointed into the distance. "I'm pretty sure that was not on Mewni before."

"Want to go check it out, Dennis? It could be fun."

"I don't know. Seems kind of dangerous if you ask me."

"Oh, come on, where's your spirit of adventure?" Ludo nudged his brother.

"Our castle almost fell apart from that quake earlier. I just think we should stay and defend it in case something happens."

"Pfft, what could possibly go wrong?"

"LUDO, DENNIS," Zudo their sister shouted below the stairs. "There's someone here at the door. What should I tell him?"

"Who is it, Zudo?" Ludo shouted back.

"It's the Monster King Globgor."

"Globgor?" Exclaimed Dennis, "What does he want with us?"

"Let's find out," Ludo shrugged, as he shouted back down the stairs, "let him in, Zudo!"

"Listen to me very carefully," Wyscan said with gloomy eyes. "As an agent of Desire, I am forbidden from interfering with the affairs of any creature in the lower dimensions. I can still grant you whatever it is you want with a fair trade. I just can't directly interfere and help you out of the current predicament."

"Doesn't bringing us here to your realm count as directly helping us?" Janna asked.

"No," he responded. "You summoned me, fair and square."

"So my hunch was right after all," Moon said to herself. "This matter is of cosmic significance. The theory is being proven truer by the seconds."

"By the picoseconds you mean," said Wyscan. "When you leave this realm, exactly five picoseconds would have passed. That is more than enough time for him to have noticed, so you will need to act fast."

"I'm sorry," Janna sighed, rubbing her eyes, "but you keep referring to this someone. 'He will' this, 'he will' that. Who exactly are you referring to?"

"I cannot tell you," said Wyscan. "Please forgive me. Unless you have divine knowledge of your own to offer then there is nothing I can tell you about the matter."

"Divine knowledge like what exactly?" Asked Moon.

"It all depends on what you want to know. As long as it is of equal value and significance. For instance, you can't expect to learn about the ruler of Mewni in the neighboring universe by telling me about your first crush. Though…" he began chuckling under his breath, "that would be quite juicy to learn. Think of all the drama. Oh, and you probably shouldn't try offering something physical, too. What you're seeking is knowledge after all, correct? It's difficult to measure equivalency between the two."

"Well… let's see here," Moon tapped her chin. "What I want to find out is what exactly is going on."

"That's too broad, Mrs. Butterfly," said Janna. "You've got to narrow it down."

"You're right. Hmm… what if… I were to ask who Marco is being possessed instead?"

"Shouldn't we ask how Tom died and who murdered him though?" Janna asked.

"Ooh, this ought to be good and juicy," Wyscan smiled. "All those questions are still very costly. I do hope you have something valuable to share."

"Look," Moon said to Janna. "We need to be careful about this. I do not have a lot of knowledge left to share."

"But… aren't you the queen of Mewni or something?" Asked Janna.

"Was, Janna dear, was. We simply cannot risk wasting our one question, our one chance of learning the truth, even if it's just a small piece of it. Just think about it, there is a very, VERY high possibility that whoever is possessing Marco right now is also the one behind Tom's death. It's just too much a coincidence in timing otherwise. If we ask who killed Marco and how, there's a good chance Wyscan would tell us something we've already strongly suspected. And we would've gained nothing."

"Hmm… yeah, I guess you kind of have a point."

"On the other hand," Moon continued, "think of what we would gain if we were to ask about the identity of the one behind all this. The very source of the problem itself. We might even be able to go to him directly."

"So," Wyscan offered his hand, "Do we have a deal? Time is of the essence my dear."

"You'll just have to give me a minute," said Moon, "to gather my thoughts and remember…"

But out of nowhere, Moon was interrupted with a massive shockwave exploding through the space above them, tearing through it like a thin sheet of tin foil. There a light of spiraling strange colors erupted, and a hole opened up revealing a small shadow in the distance.

The closer the shadow approached, the more Moon and Janna began to see what was behind the hole. Or rather, who was behind the light hole.

The person was somewhat short and had long brown hair, so their mind immediately went to thinking it was a girl. As the light began revealing more and more of her, they could slowly make out the sleek blue spandex outfit she was wearing, it almost resembled a space suit of some sort.

But then Janna saw something that made her mind race. This specific complexion of this girl's skin, her beautiful brown eyes.

And the mole.

"QUEEN MOON, JANNA!" The girl shouted, "Stay away from Wyscan! He's a servant of evil!"

The girl finally came into the light, and Janna couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"You!" Wyscan gasped. "Moon, daughter of Mewni, don't listen to her. We haven't got much time, you must…"

Once again, Wyscan was cut off by a second shockwave – a second spiraling hole filled with strange lights burst into the scene, following shortly after the first. This time a larger shadow emerged, both Janna and Moon also quickly recognized the figure as female, but she was not alone. This time the figure rode on top the back of a powerful wolf beast with sharp red fur and metal fangs. The monster's eyes were vengeful, fast, and without Mercy. The girl riding on top was also the same, clad in heavy armor with smooth aquamarine hair tied up and stretching long behind her as she went, like a tail of a gigantic snake. Her eyes were not obscured by hair, and it was clear those eyes were thirsty for blood.

"RUN!" The brunette yelled, "IT'S THE GOD OF BETRAYAL!"

"Heeeeyyyy… wait a minute," said Ludo, staring at the person in front of him. "You're not the Monster King. Is this some kind of prank? Are there hidden cameras around here?"

"No, I'm not the Monster King. But I am his daughter."

"Buff Frog," Dennis pointed his finger to the one behind the girl. "What are you doing here?"

"Long story," Buff Frog replied, "but… I hear… voices in my head."

"I can explain," said the girl. "I can explain everything, but right now I need you all to trust me and come with me this very moment. We haven't got a lot of time."