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Exactly... write a sequel, and make it better than this part, because Kosholich doesn't fit into the overall picture.
P.S.: It's a pity for Arcomage.

Right now, if inspiration strikes ;D

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since Kosholich doesn't fit into the overall picture.

Kosholich appeared as a result of a huge dose of U.G.

yeah, why would she ask everyone to give her some if it wasn't for a reason? that's how she collected it over three years.

Witch: Wesker, what are you doing here?!
Wesker: K.O. reports - I'm inside the helicopter.
VisTrit: *Could it be...*
Witch: Get down here, I'll smear you against the wall like a cockroach! And I...
She was interrupted by Werewolf, who put an arm around Witch's shoulder and led her aside.
Werewolf: Ahem, Witch, I understand the emotions and all that, but the previous times Wesker engaged us in battle, it ended very unpleasanty...
Witch: Yes, but...
A loud groan echoed from Severfail.
Witch: Siver, what's wrong with you?! - He simply collapsed to the ground, though he was still alive. - Help him! Tieru!
Tieru lifted Siver from the ground and sat him up against the wall.
Tieru: He's alive, but his pulse is racing. And... - Tieru rolled up the poor guy's sleeve and added in surprise - The veins are terribly swollen.
Witch: What the hell is going on?!
Wesker was also curious, but it seemed he knew what the deal was.
Arandor: Hey guys, what's happening here? Hehe, Wesker h)))
VisTrit, Werewolf, Witch, Tieru: 0_o Arandor?
Arandor: What's up?
Witch: Wasn't a huge beast supposed to have eaten you? -_-
Arandor: Ah, look how glad you are that I'm alive! No words, just...!
Witch: Oh, right... um...
Everyone approached together and patted Arandor on the shoulder (and elsewhere).
Werewolf: Still, how did you... survive?
Arandor: It's simple - Koshulich is bony, so he swallowed me, and after swallowing, as soon as that thing raised its head, I fell out of its mouth onto the ground h)))
Everyone: O_o And where have you been all this time?
Arandor: Well, I fell and cracked my head on the asphalt. x(
VisTrit was clearly tired of all this. He stepped forward.
VisTrit: Enough, Wesker - come out! We'll fight one-on-one - you and me.
Wesker (laughs): Do you have enough strength for that, buddy?
VisTrit: I'm confident in myself! In our last clash, the only thing that saved you was that you... ahem, fell out of the window!
Wesker: It seems to me it went differently - I was ready to finish you off, but Witch saved you. Twice, in fact.
VisTrit: I could have handled...
Werewolf: Enough already - throw some punches and settle this like men!
Wesker & VisTrit: :-[
Tieru: Hey guys...
By this moment, Siver had changed significantly - he had grown considerably wider (about three times), as well as in height (about one and a half times). Besides that, his skull had become slightly longer.
Tieru: Guys...
Severfail (was it him?) jumped up in one motion and scattered the friends standing nearby. In addition to Tieru, he lifted him and threw him into the helicopter blades. Pieces of Tieru flew all over the city like a bloody rain.
The helicopter began to lose control, but Loken managed to regain command.
Siver didn't stop there; he ran very quickly along the city, then climbed onto a roof, and... Jumped, subsequently grabbing the landing gear. Continuing his assault, he moved higher.
The helicopter began to lose control.
Loken: Shake him off!
Wesker shook Siver off the helicopter with a single kick. He flew down. However, the helicopter was also carried far away.
Witch, VisTrit, Arandor, and Werewolf witnessed the helicopter's fall. It crashed somewhere in the territory of Arandor's forests.
Werewolf: What happened to Severfail?
VisTrit: U.G.
Werewolf: Sorry, what?
VisTrit: Volke said that Wesker was conducting experiments on Vih and Siver using a new formula - U.G. 2.0
Werewolf: How terrible - there are fewer of us...
Silence fell; the heroes gazed toward the smoke rising from the crash site.
Witch: Do you think they died?
VisTrit: I doubt it...

Wesker: For fuck's sake...
God and Wesker managed to jump out of the falling helicopter in time. The pilot was less lucky.
Wesker: Funny - formula 2.0 performed perfectly.
After resting a bit and gathering their thoughts, our heroes villains set off.
Wesker: Alright, let's go, we need to get the rainbow box from the helicopter. It's practically indestructible anyway.

Witch: VisTrit, where are you going? Aren't we supposed to stick together?!
VisTrit: I must ensure his death!
Witch: You've completely lost your mind in your attempts to kill Wesker! Look at what you've become!
VisTrit: I... I...
The streets trembled; a terrible roar echoed through the alleys.
Something very large and scary was moving through the ruins of the city... And that something was...
Three armored personnel carriers and one tank drove into the square, with HoM[M]ie visible in its turret.
Soldiers stepped out of the APCs, among them were:
eXeCuToR, Drnik, ValgallaWolf, Tengro, Zybr, and a civilian named Kitsune.
VisTrit: What's this?..
HoM[M]ie: Are you guys okay?
eXeCuToR: Hands are here, legs are here - so everything is ok. And Arandor as usual - head held slightly crooked and grabbed the sword by the middle of the blade, so everything is correct.
Werewolf: What are you doing here?
Zybr: Gathering survivors. Unfortunately... we only found Kitsune before you.
Tengro: Thank God we found you. You must have been terrified, just like Kitsune. We killed several hundred zombies on the way!!!
Arandor, Witch, VisTrit, Werewolf: -_-""""

By this time, Wesker and God had already reached the destroyed helicopter.
Wesker: Ah, here it is, my rainbow chest.
The case indeed was repainted in all the colors of the rainbow...
Wesker took a brand new Magnum, a couple of grenades, pills, and... one more thing from the case, which he handed to Light God.
Wesker: You know what needs to be done with this...

The survivors sat in a safe transport. The transport was heading toward the helicopter crash site.
VisTrit finished his tale.
HoM[M]ie: So that's it! That bastard is to blame for everything!
Drnik: What should we do?
HoM[M]ie: We must ensure his death, and if he isn't dead, fix it!
ValgallaWolf: Now we're talking!
HoM[M]ie: Here's the plan: we go out, and if he's still alive, we take him prisoner and...
VisTrit simply jumped up with emotion.
WisTrit: What the hell do you mean prisoner? Prisoner what the hell? Hell what prisoner?
Drnik: What don't you like about it?
HoM[M]ie: We cannot carry out vigilante justice.
VisTrit: Are you all fools? This bastard cannot be left alive!
Zybr: We arrest him, period.
VisTrit: *Your mother...*
The vehicles (including the tank) stopped.
HoM[M]ie: That's it, we've arrived. - over radio - guys, keep guns ready, we're heading out!
Soldiers left the APCs. VisTrit, Witch, Arandor, and Werewolf wanted to do the same, but ValgallaWolf stopped them.
ValgallaWolf: Please, for your own safety, civilians are better off staying inside!
For these words, the soldier got a slap in the face from VisTrit's palm.
Wesker and God were still there. Soldiers surrounded them.
HoM[M]ie: Surrender! Nothing will help you now!
VisTrit: Just shoot him already!
Drnik: He will be arrested!
Wesker laughed.
Wesker: Arrested? How stupid... I'm leaving, and you guys have fun in the meantime... *laughs*
He ran away; someone tried to shoot him, but in vain.
Only Drnik ran after him.
The others fixed their gaze on God, who was standing there. He raised a hand holding a device that functioned like a syringe.
VisTrit: God, don't do it!
HoM[M]ie: Put your hands up!
God injected this "syringe" into his own neck; the liquid inside slowly flowed into his body...
HoM[M]ie: Open fire!
The soldiers carried out the order; God fell to the ground. However, he didn't die... he began to convulse.
HoM[M]ie: What the hell is happening?
Arandor: Just watch, I bet he'll jump up now and start killing everyone h)))
Witch: Arandor!
Arandor: No way, we deal with this every time! хВ
Light God's body began to boil... Skin burst, eyeballs had already leaked from the sockets by this point, blood evaporated...
Everyone watched in shock. Then, black worm-like things began to cover the body, moving in random directions as if each thought separately... Soon there were more and more of them. The "creature" grew in size, reaching over five meters in height; only then did the commander order to open fire again. However, it didn't help - the creature pushed the bullets back with immense force, taking the lives of two soldiers in the process.
HoM[M]ie: Everyone into the APCs!
The multi-worm creature had already grown over ten meters high, having absorbed the bodies of the dead. The soldiers, as well as the other survivors, waited for their fate in horror, praying to the "drivers" to get them out of there as quickly as possible...

I'm alive :)
Didn't you need anything? You should have chewed instead of swallowing it whole :P

IZ Vesck introduces new characters to the story only to kill them off later. Who died among the soldiers?

Which of the soldiers died?

There are quite a few of them there (besides the main ones).

Siverfail (or is it him?) jumped up with a single movement and scattered the friends standing nearby. Besides Tieru, he picked him up and threw him into the helicopter blades. Tieru's remains flew all over the city like a bloody rain.

Well, is that okay? I was even going to help him, and he just threw me into the blades -_-
I should have shot him right away....

I was fighting the Crab!!! That’s so unfair!!! Can I kill it ONE MORE TIME??? Please...

Burning questions:
- When will Wesker die?
- When will VisTrit die?
- When will I be resurrected?
- Who else hasn't died yet?
- When will Arandor finally die?
- When will everyone die?
- When will Arandor be resurrected?
- When will it all end?

Rottenlegs, I just wanted to kill North with Silver! /:
Make an awesome, epic mega-battle between the mutants of Volk and North there!))
P.S. And what does all this have to do with Golden Plum?)))

Absolutely! If it weren't for Hurma, Vesker wouldn't have become king, and everything would have been fine.

Is this how the king takes revenge on his subjects for electing him? If we had known beforehand, we would have chosen someone less bloodthirsty (heh...).

I will release the next part around Christmas. Get ready for a musical! :D

Oh, musicals are my favorite genre. Especially The Phantom of the Opera. Another good one is Dracula (the French version with Bruno Pelletier).

Vervolka: Oh my goooood, what are we to do with this creature?
Witch: I have no idea, and this is all terrible!
ValgallaWolf: Let us pray to the Lord!
HoM[M]ie: Stop!
And all the soldiers stepped out before the monster, in beautiful, colorful costumes, while HoM[M]ie was dressed like a white prince.
HoM[M]ie: I don't believe in miracles
But the soul flies to the heavens...
WisTrit then stepped forward and said:
WisTrit: What's the deal, dude?
HoM[M]ie: Feelings in strange words...
Thoughts have swapped places.
What will happen to us next?
WisTrit: You want to know that? Really?
Light God: o_O
WisTrit then turned to the monster.
WisTrit: Give me five minutes, just five minutes
They can't be bought, they can't be returned...
Okie?
Whether you believe it or not, the monster nodded in response.
Wistrit: Yeah!
First you shall fall, then your soldiers
Merging into one with the wet pile standing nearby.
Zybr: One minute...
eXeCuToR: We have an RPG, we have a tank...
Zybr: And before us is a pile of tentacles.
Light God: Don't forget—I hear everything
I could just take and kill you all
and really quickly, too.
From the center of the pile, a long arc of worms rushed out, seizing and swallowing Wolf.
In his grief, Hommie fell to his knees.
HoM[M]ie: Oh Wolf, oh friend!
The creature killed him!
Prepare the RPGs, prepare the tanks!

Meanwhile, Drnik and Wesker continued their marathon...
Drnik: Stop, villain!
Wesker: Why should I do that?
Drnik: You are ruining lives, destroying families!
Have you no shame?
Wesker: Oh no, none at all.
Drnik: You scoundrel!
Where the hell did you go?!
Wesker: I hid in the bushes
or maybe in the trees

Arandor: Oh no guys, that won't help the cause!
We shall say no to war!
eXeCuToR: Tell that to Korn, who's chewing on soldiers!
Arandor: Perhaps he is wrong, but how are we any better?
eXeCuToR: At least by the fact that we are humans, not a pile of shit!
Arandor: But what should we do?
Wedma: Look up, see the light!
WisTrit: And the sky began to shine...
He descended to the earth!
The Creator! — everyone shouted.
Creator: Oh yes guys, I cannot watch as all my friends perish!
And you, monster, prepare for death!
WisTrit: And after these words, a huge and shining sword appeared in the Creator's hands.
With one strike, he killed the monster!
Praise the Creator — everyone shouted again.
Creator: Thank you, friends.
Ah yes, let Loken be resurrected!
Loken's charred, crushed body flew out of the cabin and landed near the guys.
WisTrit: Everyone watched as Loken came back to life.
The wounds healed, the skin regrew.
Praise the Creator — everyone shouted again.

Drnik: Why did we come to the NASA center?
Wesker: Does it make a difference to you?
Drnik: You've planned something, and I must know what.
Wesker: And why do I not think so?
Drnik: Perhaps because
You have nothing to think with.
Wesker: Perhaps I will say, for truly—who will you tell after death?
Drnik: Do not dare frighten me,
I am not the timid type!
Wesker: Coward or brave man—there is little difference, for the flesh is one for all!
A loud shot rang out! It was Wesker who fired, with his magnum.
Drnik: Oh God—no!
How did the bullet pass through the bulletproof vest?
Wesker: Your heart is broken,
and not in a figurative sense!

- Oh Loken, are you alright? - the Creator asked
Loken: Oh yes, of course.
Creator: The monster is defeated, life is saved
now I can return to my affairs!
In chorus: We thank you, Creator!
The Creator dissolved into the air.
Vervolka: And what shall we do now?
Zybr: I think we should forget about Wesker.
HoM[M]ie: Oh yes, you're right, but there is one problem
Our comrade-in-arms ran after the villain
risking his own life.
WisTrit: Can we track him down?
HoM[M]ie: Oh yes, of course.

WisTrit: And following an electronic map,
we arrived at the NASA center...
HoM[M]ie: Oh God... poor Drnik!
Vervolka (looking into the camera): Look, Wesker!
HoM[M]ie: WisTrit, where are you rushing?
And he rushed into the control center.
And in a couple of minutes, he was already there.

WisTrit: Oh my sworn enemy,
we have met again!
Wesker only smiled, and from behind rose:
Cash, Vikh, Magnus, Amko, Alex, Neyra and Lizard.
The entrance to the control center closed
Wesker: You hear the sound of the door slamming shut, and
you realize there is nowhere left to run.
Wesker stepped forward and stroked WisTrit's face.
Wesker: You feel the touch of icy hands,
and you think that you certainly won't survive until morning.
The risen zombies and Wesker began to dance, and Wesker danced using the popular "Moonwalk".
WisTrit squeezed his eyes shut from the nightmare he saw.
Wesker: You squeeze your eyes shut and hope that
all this is a game of your imagination.
Former friends, dancing, surrounded WisTrit.
Wesker: But you still hear behind your back this
sinister rustle of vile creatures…
[...]
Wesker: You're caught!
With one movement, Wesker drove his hand in and pierced right through WisTrit's solar plexus...

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I'll release the next part on Christmas. Get ready for a musical

Nah, I still couldn't resist :)