**Previously, on *I Died on a Banana Peel*:**
Kaito fixed a time-looping Tuesday by inventing *temporal taxes*, bankrupted the concept of Mondays, and left a planet of reverse-aging grandmas screaming, "WHO ARE YOU?!" His answer? A shrug and a stolen bag of cosmic Cheetos.
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**Now, Back to the Chaos:**
Draxyl the duck-bureaucrat reappeared in a puff of glitter and existential dread. "New assignment! The **Chronos Syndicate** is pissed. You broke their favorite toy—*linear time*."
Kaito yawned. "Tell them to invoice me. I'm busy." He was, in fact, busy teaching a black hole to play chess. It kept eating the pieces.
"They're *gods*, Kaito. Ancient, all-powerful, and… uh… *really* into spreadsheets."
"Gods use *Excel*?"
"They think pivot tables are holy." Draxyl shuddered. "They've scheduled a 'performance review' to delete you. You've got 10 minutes."
Kaito cracked his knuckles. "Time to crash their divine TED Talk."
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**The Roasting of Eternity**
The Syndicate's boardroom was a cathedral of glowing pie charts and a god named **Eternix** who looked like Elon Musk if he'd merged with a PowerPoint slide. His aura? A migraine-inducing combo of neon PowerPoint transitions and *Live Laugh Love* energy.
Eternix: **"Kaito Tachibana. You are an ERROR. A bug. A—**
Kaito: "—guy who's about to roast you harder than your coffee. Let's start with that aura. Is it 'I'm a god' or 'I accidentally downloaded a screensaver virus'?"
The Syndicate gasped. Gods aren't used to clapbacks.
Eternix's pie charts flickered. **"You dare mock us? We are TIME ITSELF!"**
Kaito: "Cool. Then you've got *all the time in the world* to explain why your 'infinite power' can't fix a Tuesday. Also, your spreadsheet's wrong."
Eternix: **"IMPOSSIBLE! This model predicts every outcome!"**
Kaito leaned over the hologram. "Column D assumes gravity works on weekends. Newsflash: It doesn't. Also, you forgot to carry the *existential dread* variable. Amateur hour."
The gods stared. One started crying in binary.
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**The Aura Gambit (Or: How to Weaponize a Glow-Up)**
Eternix's aura flared, trying to vaporize Kaito with pure *divine cringe*. But Kaito—being a glitch—just… absorbed it.
"Thanks for the upgrade," he said, his own aura now pulsing with stolen god-energy. It looked like a screensaver from 1998. "Now I'm 10% deity and 90% *petty*."
He hacked their sacred spreadsheet, replacing all data with memes. The Syndicate's timeline collapsed into a GIF of a screaming cat.
Eternix: **"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"**
Kaito: "Fixed your work-life balance. You're welcome."
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**Post-Roast Aftermath**
Draxyl stared at the smoldering remains of godly ego. "You… turned their *holy algorithms* into a Rickroll."
Kaito tossed him a USB labeled *Divine Malware*. "Next time they bother us, play Track 3: *Never Gonna Give You Up*."
As they left, Eternix whimpered, **"Who… *are* you?!"**
Kaito paused. "The guy who'll send you a LinkedIn request. Deny it, and I'll hack your Netflix."
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**Cliffhanger Tease:**
Back in the Cosmic Weave, Kaito found a hidden file titled **"ELARA VORNE: THE WOMAN WHO NEVER WAS."** The photo inside… was his face.
*"Draxyl. Why do I look like a missing person… *from someone else's life*?"*
The duck sweated. "Uh… Happy Hour's at 5?"
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**Funny End-of-Chapter Message:**
*"Life Hack: If a god challenges you to a duel, just ask them to explain their WiFi bill. Works every time."*