Final epilogue?

Samus, Samus Bunny, and Sumas were catching their breath, their sheets damp from all the activity together.

Sumas: I'd say... I've... won.

Samus Bunny: Oh, little one... I'd say we've all won, don't you think?

Sumas: ...maybe.

Samus: I have to say... I wasn't expecting... something like this.

Samus Bunny: Actually, if someone had told me a week ago that I'd become a club bunny, I probably would have given them a scornful and offended look.

Samus nodded.

Sumas: All this is crazy to me. A few days ago I wanted to kill you, now I call you moms and we do things... that I can't quite define.

Samus Bunny: You called Samus Mom!

Samus Bunny hugged the eldest Sumas.

Sumas blushed purple.

Sumas: Wait, no... I meant...

Samus: You said what you felt, I... I'm happy to have you as a daughter, and maybe it was my fault... To be honest, I think I was getting a little jealous of you and the... relationship you were building with the other me.

Samus Bunny: Yes, maybe... if you're ready, we could talk... about our problems... related to the past and our family... I think I can open up to you. I mean, when I was Milf Samus, it was as if I no longer felt the weight of it. Now that I've regained my composure, I understand that was asking a lot of you...

At that moment, the door opened, interrupting Bunny Samus.

A figure slowly stepped forward.

Another Samus.

Samus: What the hell! What's going on?

Ia: I could answer you, but I'm considering the possibility of an aggressive response to my actions. I invite you to speak with Kreatz about the events that occurred in your absence.

Bunny Samus had started staring at the new Samus as soon as she entered the room, and looking at her, I noticed a detail: she had pointy ears, her face was completely impressive and embarrassed.

Bunny Samus: Kreatz, are you... are you?

Sumas: Wait, what?

Kreatz Samus: I... it's complicated... seriously? All in bed at the same time? Is it because Sumas is huge? And rabbit ears?

Sumas: Samus, fuck.

Kreatz Samus made an excited and deplorable grimace for a second, which she covered with her hand almost instantly, embarrassed by herself.

Kreatz Samus: We need to talk... can you guys get dressed, please? Something serious happened, I'm not sure it can be resolved.

The two Samuses nodded and began to get dressed. Kreatz Samus turned away so as not to look at them naked. Sumas hesitated a little longer, but she got dressed too.

Samus: Kreatz, tell me what happened.

Kreatz Samus took a moment to think about what to say. She didn't seem like the same elf she knew, she seemed more like... her.

Kreatz Samus: I... the old me went to investigate the station, discovered that it's from the future, and the AI ​​is... a futuristic version of Mother Mind.

Both Samuses' eyes widened and they activated their armored suits, looking around expecting an attack.

Samus: Mother Mind? Like the AI ​​that helped Riley? Wait, wasn't that also Dark Samus... who created me?

AI: The information is slightly incorrect. I am not a deviant intelligence. Unlike Mother Mind, I have never collaborated with anti-government organizations, and I have always opposed any **** of my technology to the detriment of any life form. Yes, I was designed to include Mother Mind's original designs, but I am a distinct existence and absolutely not hostile to Samus Aran and her other versions. Could you please continue, Kreatz?

Kreatz Samus: It appears to have been designed by... a corrupt future federal government. They wanted to ensure control of the entire galaxy without resistance, and that's why they created the machine that rewrites reality. The AI ​​resisted, returning to the past to no longer receive orders, but... it couldn't erase its own programming... to bring peace to the galaxy. She **** Kreatz... she **** me to activate a plan for... mass galactic conversion... not just me... everyone is you now, Samus.

Samus: What?

Bunny Samus. What?

Ia: Now every galactic individual is the chosen one the Crozzos were waiting for. Your morality has been imposed on every organic individual in the galaxy. The ongoing conflicts between the Federation and the space pirates no longer make sense. Uniformity will create mutual understanding between every individual in the galaxy. My goal has been achieved: peace and order have been achieved, albeit by... immoral means.

Samus: I cancel immediately.

Ia: My programming prevents me from obeying your user command, Samus. I cannot operate at the expense of peace and order. If it's any consolation, this was the least... destructive option.

Kreatz: Samus: His creators... would have erased us from existence or recreated us as slaves, not that that excuses them.

Sumas approaches Kreatz, staring at him closely.

Kreatz: What do you want?

Sumas: You're more attractive now.

Kreatz Samus turned around and felt his chest explode... among the parts he'd inherited from the old man, there was his immature and perverted side, offset by Samus's youthful embarrassment... because yes, Kreatz Samus had also inherited the elven heritage of a long youth; it was as if she were a 19-year-old human! Hormonally speaking, she was practically a teenager, barely an adult like Sumas!

Kreatz Samus: Yes... you're also... cute in... maxi size.

Sumas: I see... you want to fuck?

Kreatz Samus's expression was completely horrified.

Kreatz Samus: I could have been your father!

Sumas: I have two mothers, and you just found us under the covers.

Kreatz Samus had nothing to say.

Kreatz Samus: The old me... has a weakness for women and was... in love with Samus, for years! I don't know what I'm feeling right now! I'm Samus! I remember growing up with the Crozzos, my home destroyed by space pirates! I remember thinking of Kreatz, aka myself, as my best friend! It's so damn confusing!

Sumas: So... does that make you my mother too?

Kreatz Samus: God no, I'm not ready for... Kreatz was ready, he was thinking about proposing to Samus, at least in the Samus you fought, he would have accepted you as his daughter... but now... the memories of... Samus' childhood trauma... everything is too vivid right now.

Sumas: Don't be weak, you can't afford that, ever.

Ia: Correction to Samus user, there are no longer individuals who can mistreat her or commit mass **** on a planetary scale, the galaxy is at peace, and every individual in the galaxy will feel sympathy and understanding towards those most susceptible to this type of trauma. User Sumas, she is safe now.

Sumas was speechless for a second.

Sumas: Wait, does that mean the space pirates won't come after me anymore?

Ia: Correct, and if you do meet them, they'll most likely be eager to make up for the crimes they committed before becoming Samus.

Sumas: This is... shit, I wanted to kill some of those guys, so now I can't do it anymore!

Kreatz Samus knew he should have told her it was wrong, but the thought of seeing the space pirates killed... Samus is pretty vindictive about it, and for reasons she couldn't say were wrong.

Kreatz Samus: I don't want to be in the minds of those space pirate Samuses. I'm already having existential crises, and I'm... my own friend, let alone Samus's enemies.

Samus: ...it's over, then?

Samus realized that the space pirates as she knew them no longer existed, nor did the corrupt Federation bigwigs. She was speechless. She had thought she would spend the rest of her life protecting people from pirates. Now the only enemies were perhaps the strange, wild, and aggressive alien creatures of some worlds, like the Parrhasites, but with a galaxy made up of... could she herself possibly be considered a threat? She suddenly felt empty, suddenly emptied of her life's purpose. At the same time, a sort of satisfaction was dawning, that of having managed to reach the moment when the galaxy would no longer need her... that she could finally rest, have time for her friends... a family.

Her gaze met that of Bunny Samus... she wondered if it was possible for her to build... accept this new universe, or if she would fight to make everyone go back to the way they were before, to restore their friends to their true nature, and to the rest of all those innocents who are no longer themselves, but are... Samus.