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Ford Cruller and other members of psychic 7 discussed the punishment for Gristol Malik for many days. Jail was too good for him, but he wasn't bad enough for death.
So they decided to use the Astralathe for the last time, before they will destroy it for good.
,,Malik, you come with us." Ford said to the narcissistic man who was just reading a book that Compton didn't take back from the Psycho Isolation.
,,What? Did you finaly decided what to do with me? Well, you can't make me go."
,,We actually can, Malik." After Otto said that, he used telekinetic hand to restrain him, and take him to Green Needle Gulch. Where Gristol Malik would meet his end, and the world would meet the new him, or old him. However you would interpret it.
In the Astralate, the rest of psychic 7, beside Helmut,Bob and Lucy where here. Sasha was there to help them, in this truly despicable, but justifed act.
Gristol tried to set himself free from the telekinet hand that Otto used to restrain him. But to no awail. Ford didn't need his screams or beggings. So Otto put him to sleep using a type of sneezing powder, that had sleep inducing capabilities.
Once they all where ready,Astralathe was put to work, and Ford erased Gristol Malik, until there was only left Nikolai Johnsmith, a senior mailroom staff who liked cavior and was liked by everyone and liked everyone. He changed few things about his mind too, he still in Grulovian, but changed his last name, the old Gristol was no longer there. Locked away behind a wall made from letters, and strong enough that he would never become Gristol Malik again.
His mental world changed too, from ,,It's a Small World" esque ride full of propaganda and narcissism. It was now a giant mail room, with memory volts that had false memories of simple and humble life in Grulovia. And his work at Motherlobe.
Gristol Malik was dead, and Nikolai Johnsmith was alive.