why Karen become the Multiversal Final boss
**Previously, on *I Died on a Banana Peel*:**
After defeating the First Glitch and absorbing its power, Kaito's aura started glitching like a TikTok filter gone wrong. The Council of Equilibrium—a group of cosmic HOA presidents—panicked and unleashed their ultimate weapon: **Karen Prime**, a being of pure "Let me speak to your manager" energy. Meanwhile, Elara's ghost-in-the-machine kept whispering about **Core Code**, which Kaito assumed was either a secret cosmic algorithm or a really spicy meme.
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**The Karenpocalypse (Spoiler: It's Worse Than You Think)**
Karen Prime arrived in a vortex of expired coupons and passive aggression. Her aura? A blinding haze of pumpkin spice lattes and Yelp notifications. She wore a holographic fanny pack labeled *Complaints Department* and carried a clipboard that doubled as a tactical nuke.
**"Kaito Tachibana,"** she screeched, her voice a nasal symphony of entitlement. **"I'm here to *cancel* you. Permanently."**
Kaito sipped interdimensional boba. "Cancel me? Lady, I'm not even verified on *Cosmic Twitter*."
**"Your existence violates *Section 12-B* of the Reality Terms of Service!"** Karen's aura spat a lawsuit into his hands. **"Unauthorized reality manipulation. Unlicensed sarcasm. *Existing without a permit*."**
Draxyl, hiding behind a floating Yelp review ("1 star—too much existential dread"), hissed, "Just apologize and maybe she'll leave!"
Kaito crumpled the lawsuit into a paper airplane. "Nah. Let's play *Roast the Karen* instead. You first."
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**The Roast of the Gods (Feat. a Very Angry Karen)**
Karen's eyes glowed with the fury of 1,000 middle managers. **"You're a *glitch*. A *bug*. A—"**
"—guy who's about to make you regret your *Live Laugh Love* tattoo," Kaito interrupted. "Let's start with your aura. Is that 'celestial wrath' or just seasonal allergies?"
**"I AM THE VOICE OF THE COUNCIL!"**
"Cool. Tell them their 'voice' sounds like a vacuum cleaner full of bees." Kaito's aura flared, projecting a PowerPoint titled *Karen Prime: A Case Study in Failed Parenting*. "First slide: Your power is *complaining about wifi at Starbucks*. Second slide: Your haircut's a war crime."
The Council's holograms flickered in the background. A sentient stapler muttered, **"This is undignified."**
Karen's fanny pack exploded into a swarm of holographic Yelp reviews. **"I'll DESTROY YOU!"**
"Already done. Your Yelp rating just dropped to *negative stars*." Kaito hacked her clipboard, replacing the lawsuit with a recipe for *humble pie*.
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**The Aura Wars (Karen Edition)**
Karen unleashed her **Ultimate Karen Aura™**, a vortex of subpoenas, passive-aggressive Post-its, and a choir of toddlers screaming *"Why?!"* in stereo. But Kaito—armed with the First Glitch's power and pure *spite*—absorbed it like a WiFi signal.
"Thanks for the upgrade," he said, his aura now a mix of primordial chaos and Karen's signature *"I'd like to speak to your supervisor"* vibe. "Now I can complain in *four dimensions*."
Karen screeched, summoning a black hole shaped like a **"Manager"**. **"DELETE HIM!"**
The Manager Black Hole lunged, but Kaito tossed it a business card: **"Kaito Tachibana: Professional Glitch. P.S. Your 'Manager' just quit."**
The black hole paused, read the card, and imploded out of sheer resignation.
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**The Council's Meltdown (Literally)**
The Council of Equilibrium watched via a glitchy Zoom call, their furniture-shaped forms trembling.
**"This is unacceptable!"** hissed a sentient desk fan. **"Karen was supposed to END him!"**
A cursed printer spat out a document: **"ERROR: Karen Prime has been downgraded to *Karen Lite*. Please reboot universe."**
The fan slammed its blades. **"Activate Protocol: Final Tantrum!"**
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**Core Code Clues (Or: Elara's Ghost Just Wants Drama)**
As Karen dissolved into a puddle of pumpkin spice and regret, Elara's hologram flickered in Kaito's aura. *"The Core Code… it's in the last place they'd look. *Tax season.*"*
Draxyl groaned. "Tax season? That's a *metaphor*, right?"
Kaito pulled up a holographic calendar. "Nope. The Council's HQ is in a dimension where time is money—literally. *Tax season* is their annual system purge. If we sneak in then, we can grab the Core Code."
"And how do we survive a dimension ruled by *IRS demons*?"
"Easy. We cheat." Kaito's aura generated counterfeit reality permits. "Act natural."
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**Cliffhanger Tease:**
As they prepped for Tax Season, the Council's fan screamed, **"SEND IN THE *AUDITORS*!"**
A portal ripped open, and out stepped a legion of **Reality IRS Agents**—suits pressed, calculators glowing, eyes empty voids of bureaucratic malice.
Their leader adjusted his tie. **"Kaito Tachibana. You've been randomly selected for a *reality audit*. Please provide *seven years of existential receipts*."**
Kaito smirked. "Joke's on you. I'm *self-employed*."
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**Funny End-of-Chapter Message:**
*"Life Hack: Always file your taxes early. Especially if you've committed cosmic treason. Deductibles include 'soul-crushing ennui' and 'aura maintenance.'"*
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**Author's Note
*This chapter pairs well with expired coupon books and the lingering fear of unread emails. Chapter 6: *How to Survive a Tax Audit (When Reality Itself is Your Accountant)*—coming soon. Stay petty, my glitches.*