Write the third chapter of detailed story with a lot of dialogues, based on this: (in the end they all decide to just split up, going their separate ways, with only some actually forming some groups. None of them gets valuable results: there's simply no way out of the planetoid at all. After words of this failures has already spread Rikido Sato ends up in a tavern built by a civilization of ancient celts derivation, where he eats some local sweets he can't recognize, together with Dragon Ball GT's version of Uub, while Rouge The Bat stole a precious gem from an assyrian soldier)

The previous chapters were these: [Chapter 1
Once upon a time, in a distant corner of the cosmos, there was a planetoid the size of Jupiter. This colossal celestial body was home to several ancient civilizations, each one unique in its own right and estemmed way of life. What made this planetoide even more peculiar was the fact that thousands of characters from various universes, each with their own abilities and strengths, found themselves inexplicably transported there.
Upon their arrival, the characters discovered that their individual powers varied greatly. While some were as mighty as they had been in their own realms, others found that their strengths had been diminished. To even the scales, many warriors who had once been weaker than others were now endowed with a newfound power that brought them on par with the mightiest heroes and villains.
As time went by, the myriad characters began exploring the vast and diverse landscape of this enigmatic planetoide. While some sought to learn its origin, many others realized that they could increase their own power through effort and dedication, effectively “leveling up” and ultimately surpassing their fellow fighters.
For several months, they traversed the sprawling expanse of the planetoid, challenging and defeating other warriors, as well as forging alliances with those who shared their ideals.
Miles “Tails” Prower, the young two-tailed fox from the Archie Comics universe, had spent countless days exploring the vast landscapes of the planetoid. His engineering skills and intellect had served him well during his adventures, and he had even managed to level up his abilities, growing stronger and smarter each day.
One fateful afternoon, as he delved deep into the forests of the planetoid, Tails stumbled upon a mysterious chamber hidden beneath the roots of an ancient tree. The entrance, though well-hidden, bore the signs of past explorations. Piqued by curiosity, Tails ventured inside.
The chamber was dimly lit by the flickering light of magical torches, revealing dusty shelves filled with scrolls and documents that had been left untouched for eons. As he carefully scanned the room, Tails found one peculiar document that had seemingly fallen on the ground. He unfolded it gently and began to read.
“What’s this? ‘Cloning Experiment Log’?” Tails wondered aloud, his curiosity burning even brighter. As he continued to peruse the document, a terrible truth began to dawn on him. All of the characters transported to this planetoid, himself included, were not the originals, but mere clones of these warriors. The original ones were still living their lives in their respective universes, unaware of the existence of their duplicates on this colossal celestial body.
Tails reeled from this revelation, his world instantly turning upside down. He knew that his friends, as well as their newfound allies, would need to know the truth. He raced back to the makeshift village where Sonic, Knuckles, and the other characters had set up their base of operations.
“Sonic! Knuckles! Guys, I’ve got something important to tell you!” Tails shouted, waving the document as he entered their shared living space.
“What’s up, Tails? You seem more freaked out than usual,” Sonic said, looking up from a map he had been studying closely with Knuckles.
“It’s… it’s this document I found,” Tails panted, catching his breath. “You guys… we’re clones. All of us.”
The room went silent as they all processed the shocking news. Denial was the first reaction, as Knuckles scoffed, “Clones? Seriously, Tails? That’s ridiculous.”
“No, it’s true!” Tails insisted. “I found the logs of the experiments that created us, and according to this, each of us was created here on the planetoid, while our originals live out their lives in our home universes!”
The grim revelation sent shockwaves through every character that eventually find out about this revelation. Some characters were devastated, while others questioned their own existence and purpose.

Chapter 2
“What do you mean we’re clones?” Katsuki Bakugo roared, his voice nearly shaking the makeshift wooden walls around him. The explosive and short-tempered hero from the My Hero Academia universe was not known for his patience, and the frustration that filled the room was palpable.
Across from him, Jiren the Grey – an extraterrestrial who had come from the Dragon Ball Super universe with immense power – narrowed his eyes, studying the document that Tails had brought back. He remained calm and composed, despite the escalating tension that threatened to boil over. “It would seem that we have all been duped,” Jiren said somberly.
Word had spread quickly among the inhabitants of that sumerian village, and the news of their true identities had attracted everyone’s attention. Some heroes and villains alike had gathered in the small common area to discuss the sudden revelation, but most of them could not believe what they had just been told.
“I refuse to believe it!” Bakugo bellowed, his fists igniting with fury. “I have my own dreams and goals in life! I want to become the number one hero in my universe! And now you’re telling me that I’m just a carbon copy?”
“I understand your anger, Bakugo,” Jiren replied, his composure remaining unbroken. “But instead of cursing the darkness, we should light a candle.”
“What are you babbling about, alien?” Bakugo snorted, glaring at Jiren as if he was a mortal enemy.
Jiren sighed and looked around at the diverse crowd that had gathered. “I’m simply saying that we should use this information to our advantage. Perhaps we can find a way to return to our respective universes and confront our original selves.”
“But why?” asked Sonic, who had previously been leaning against a wall with folded arms. “If this is true, then what’s the point of going back? We can’t just replace our originals, and even if we could, what would that make us? Are we just destined to be second-best for the rest of our existence?”
“Who said anything about replacing them, Sonic?” Jiren countered. “But we have the right to know who we are, where we came from, and why we were created.”
“We could also try to find a way to contact our original selves,” Tails suggested hesitantly, his twin tails twitching nervously. “Maybe there’s something they can do to help us. I know it’s a long shot, but it’s worth a try, right?”
The room went silent for a moment, and then Knuckles, who had been standing silently in a corner, spoke up. “You know what? Tails is right. Sure, we’re clones, but we exist. And since we’re here, we might as well make the best of it.”
Bakugo scowled but didn’t say anything. Knuckles continued, “Jiren’s got a point, too. We have to at least try to find out more about our origins and purpose. So, what do you say, everybody? Are we in this together, or are we just going to whine and cry about it?”
His words seemed to stir something within everyone gathered there. Even Bakugo grumbled, “Fine. But don’t think this means I like any of you.”]