Deep within the Forest Maze, the air hums with the echo of unseen gears and distant, metallic laughter. Adventurers whisper of hidden riches buried beneath the maze’s roots — but few ever return to tell the tale

Every path twists into another dead end. Arrows rain from the canopy, stunning any who dare step too far. Giant bees, chain-draped gorillas, and glowing mutant mushrooms swarm endlessly, no matter how many times they’re slain. The forest itself feels alive… repeating, resetting, taunting

Then — movement

From the misted trail ahead, a lone figure walks with unshaken confidence. A wooden doll, cloaked in a deep violet cape patterned with glowing cyan crosses and bolts of lightning. A sharp musical note gleams upon his hat, and a strand of orange hair falls across one eye

The traveler steps onto a giant felled tree trunk and halts. Slowly, he turns — a mocking smile curling across his carved lips

His form begins to change The eyes glow an unholy purple, pupils thin and bright white. His grin splits wider, jagged beneath the wooden mask. His robe opens to reveal arm-cannons that hum with energy, and boots of sharpened violet metal. Shadows ripple from his hat as the forest dims

Ultima Weapon takes a step forward, one arm-cannon raised to the sky, his voice melodic yet venomous

"Entering my forest came with ease ♫" He sways from side to side, theatrically resting his head on one cannon-hand "Lost, here inside, none will hear your pleas ♫" His eyes dim, leaving only two glowing pupils burning through the dark "Hear a voice above, it is calling your name ♫" He leans forward, grinning as his eyes flare once more in violet light "Something about it just isn't the same! ♫"

Laughter echoes — sharp, mechanical, unrestrained. The forest trembles. The trees shudder as Ultima Weapon’s cannons charge, the hum of power reaching a deafening pitch