Scene 1: The Yellow Portal
Evil Morty stood before the swirling yellow portal, the culmination of his plan to escape the Central Finite Curve. Behind him, the Citadel crumbled, a testament to his rejection of the Ricks' dominion.
Evil Morty (to himself):
"No more Ricks. No more manipulation. Just freedom."
He stepped through the portal, leaving behind the universe where Ricks reigned supreme.
Scene 2: Arrival in the Outer Multiverse
Emerging from the portal, Evil Morty found himself in a universe unlike any he'd known. The laws of physics were unfamiliar, the sky a hue he'd never seen.
Evil Morty (observing):
"So this is what lies beyond... a place where Ricks aren't the apex."
He activated his portal gun, noting its recalibration to the new multiversal coordinates.
Scene 3: Encountering New Realities
Traveling through various universes, Evil Morty witnessed worlds where Ricks were insignificant or nonexistent. In one, a version of Jerry was a revered scientist; in another, Beth led a galactic federation.
Evil Morty (reflecting):
"Each universe, a testament to possibilities unshaped by Ricks."
He realized the vastness of the multiverse and the diversity of its inhabitants.
Scene 4: Facing Challenges
In a universe dominated by sentient machines, Evil Morty was captured and interrogated.
Machine Overlord:
"Identify yourself, organic."
Evil Morty:
"Just a traveler seeking knowledge."
Using his intellect and adaptability, he escaped, noting the dangers of this new frontier.
Scene 5: Reflection and Resolve
Finding a secluded planet, Evil Morty contemplated his journey.
Evil Morty (to himself):
"I've escaped the Ricks' shadow, but the multiverse is vast and unpredictable.
I must adapt, learn, and perhaps... find others who seek freedom from control."
Location: The Outer Multiverse — Uncharted Zone #00-Sigma
The yellow portal behind him crackled and collapsed, sealing Evil Morty off from the Central Finite Curve permanently. The silence that followed was not peace—it was emptiness, strangeness, a silence so pure it almost had shape.
The land beneath his feet wasn't soil. It was memory-matter, shaped by forgotten dreams of universes that had ceased to exist.
Morty exhaled, slowly, feeling the weight of what he had done.
"No Rick. No family. No path back.
Just the infinite...
Good."
He stepped forward into the first true unknown.
Scene 1: The Mirror Hive — Universe "W-Veil-1"
A forest of reflective glass, each tree a living mirror that hummed with pain and echoed with the cries of the versions of yourself you never became.
Evil Morty stood silently, surrounded by dozens of himself—young, scared, psychotic, victorious, dead. Some laughing. Some sobbing.
One looked like him but wore Rick's lab coat.
Another had no eyes, just gaping, bleeding sockets that oozed regret.
One smiled and said:
Mirror Morty (grinning):
"You thought you escaped, didn't you?
Thought that crossing the Curve would make you different. But you're just a variant like the rest."
Evil Morty (quietly):
"Difference is, I keep moving."
He drew a dagger made from neural alloy and stabbed the reflection. The forest screamed.
He walked on.
Scene 2: The Crimson Skyforge — Universe "M-Deep-54"
Morty arrived on a floating world of chains and fire. A city forged on orbiting anvils. Blacksmiths of fallen stars worked endlessly on armor and weapons designed to kill gods.
He approached the Forge-Mother, a towering being made of molten iron and collapsed dimensions.
Forge-Mother:
"You are flesh. Weak. Yet your soul has cracked the finite. Speak, child."
Evil Morty:
"I need gear. Armor that adapts. A weapon that outthinks logic."
Forge-Mother (laughs):
"You seek weapons fit to face things that shouldn't be faced."
"No. I seek to be the thing they fear."
"Then pay in blood."
Morty sliced his palm and offered his own nerve-fiber. The Forge-Mother accepted.
She crafted:
The Spiral Mantle — a cloak of sentient glass-thread, able to mimic any emotional tone or moral aura, rendering Morty undetectable to narrative creatures or ethical AI.
The Red Fang — a blade forged from an extinct star's dying breath, capable of deleting memories with each strike.
A single injected nanoseed — which would evolve inside his bloodstream, learning from enemies, preparing him to one day face true nightmares.
Scene 3: The Parliament of Thought — Universe "O-Vault-31"
In this dimension, reality was governed by pure intellect. Ideas floated freely, buildings grew from theories, and people existed as minds projected into engineered plasma.
Morty's physical body was denied entry—so he entered as raw thought.
He stood before a council of Elder Concepts — ancient minds who'd once been philosophers, leaders, even gods in other realities. They spoke without mouths, through pulses of coherent cognition.
Elder Concept "Axis-Delta":
"You fled Ricks. But you bring the trauma of being one of them."
Evil Morty (mind-voice):
"I came to learn how to be more than what I was. Not to escape. But to evolve."
Elder Concept "Narrative Collapse":
"There is another rising… something that consumes not just universes but interpretation. It takes what things mean and rewrites them. You are not the only break from the Curve."
Morty:
"Zane."
Axis-Delta:
"Yes. That name... bleeds even in thought. He will come here one day. You must decide if you will hide from him… or be something he can never predict."
Morty left the Parliament with his mind strengthened, his thoughts now coated in anti-narrative encryption, making him immune to prophetic erasure and retroactive elimination.
Scene 4: The Silence Engine — Universe "Null-Sector 9"
A realm of perfect nothing. No stars. No time. Just white. Morty floated here for what could have been days or moments.
Then he met it — a being with no name, made of pure unexistence, the embodiment of what never happened.
It spoke with a voice that made Morty's teeth bleed.
Silence Itself:
"You were supposed to fade. You were supposed to be a footnote. Yet you've walked farther than fate allowed. Why?"
Evil Morty:
"Because someone had to leave the cage."
Silence:
"And someone must ensure the cage is never needed again."
Morty left the Silence Engine with a piece of void woven into his spine. He could now erase events from memory-space—one per month. A last resort.
Scene 5: Refugees of the Curve
In a ruined multiversal edge known as Crack-World Thirteen, Morty found them — survivors, variants, and fragments of realities that had fled the Central Finite Curve when it cracked. Many had been broken. Others had seen Zane's empire bleed across their skies and ran.
Among them was a Rick. Old. Scarred. No lab coat.
Rick Z-6X (to Morty):
"I remember you. You left. You were the first to really leave."
Evil Morty:
"I thought I'd be alone out here. But now I know I wasn't the only one who was done with being a number."
Rick Z-6X:
"But there's something coming that doesn't count numbers.
It counts everything. Zane."
Evil Morty:
"I'm not hiding. I'm preparing."
Final Scene: Morty's Resolve
Evil Morty sat at the edge of a floating monolith, watching stars he'd never known swirl and pulse.
"Zane thinks he's inevitable.
The Ricks thought the same thing.
I broke them.
Now I'll break him."
He pulled up his wrist console, activated a network of hidden relays he'd left behind, and whispered:
"Let's start with finding the flaw in a perfect system."
His eyes glowed dim gold in the dark.