Simon had finally found the crown. After sending Fionna and Cake back to their dimension, he was moments away from placing the cursed artifact on his head. But just as he was about to seal his fate, a strange force pulled him away, and in an instant, he was swallowed by the void.

When he came to, his breath hitched. His eyes widened as he took in the massive form of GolbBetty looming over him. A lump formed in his throat, but he forced himself to take a step forward on the floating platform beneath him.

"Betty..." he called into the emptiness, his fingers tightening around the crown. He wasn't sure why the god of chaos—his fiancée, in some way, still—had brought him here.

"Are you in there? Even a little?" His voice was barely above a whisper as he looked up at her, desperation flickering in his eyes. "I finally get to you when I'm not even trying. I... I've wanted to see you again for so long."