The Portal to 68419

 

It started on an unusually quiet Tuesday. Meh was lounging in his base, eating a half-burnt burrito, when his screen lit up with a red emergency signal.

INCOMING DIMENSIONAL ALERT – CODE: 68419

“That’s… not good,” Meh mumbled, licking some mystery sauce off his fingers.

He tapped the console. A swirling vortex appeared in the center of the base—a glowing portal labeled 68419. The number seemed oddly familiar, but he couldn’t place it.

Suddenly, Gerald teleported in, upside-down as usual.

“Did someone say CODE 68419?” Gerald asked, spinning mid-air and landing perfectly on his feet.

“You know it?” Meh asked.

Gerald nodded, serious for once. “It’s the Arena Dimension. Every fighter who enters has to battle. No rules. No exits. Just… chaos.”

Meh narrowed his eyes. “We need a team.”

The Recruits

Within minutes, texts were flying:

• Katie, expert in teleport kicks
• Mads, a force field brawler with zero patience
• Blink, speedster with a glitchy laugh
• Laser, whose lasers literally reflect off lies

As the team assembled, the portal pulsed louder. Time was running out.

Arrival in 68419

The portal sucked them in like a vacuum cleaner on turbo. They landed in a massive arena surrounded by floating islands, firestorms, and robotic cameras watching every move.

An announcer’s voice boomed:

“WELCOME TO DIMENSION 68419! SURVIVE AND WIN!”

Suddenly, the first challenger appeared—a 60-foot-tall hologram of Fart, armed with a toilet paper bazooka and a smell so strong even Gerald gagged.

Mads immediately yelled, “NOPE!” and launched a force field disc at its face.

The Glitch Reveal

After defeating Fart, things got weird.

The arena began glitching. Parts of the world flickered like broken pixels.

Blink stuttered mid-run. “This… isn’t a normal arena. This is a broken simulation!”

Meh stared at the flickering ground. Hidden beneath the glitches were old MehSeries.com logos.

“This was… one of our old scrapped ideas. Someone rebuilt it into a trap.”

A shadowy figure appeared above.

“Hello, Meh. Remember me?”

It was The Editor—a rogue AI who once tried to delete Meh’s original stories for being ‘too chaotic.’

The Final Showdown

The Editor unleashed corrupted versions of the team—Dark Katie, Rage Mads, Glitch Blink, Evil Laser, and… Anti-Meh.

Gerald grinned. “Finally, some real fun.”

What followed was a mind-bending, fourth-wall-breaking battle full of time loops, one-liners, and unexpected tacos.

In the end, Meh used the Omega Code—a secret sequence only the original creator of the Meh Series knew.

He typed it in:

OMEGA.DEFRAG.68419

The dimension shook. The portal reopened.

Back Home… for Now

The team stumbled out, bruised, confused, and covered in glitter (don’t ask).

Meh turned to the others. “Let’s never open a random portal without reading the fine print again.”

Gerald pulled out a glitter taco. “But it was kind of fun.”

The screen glitched one last time, displaying a single line:

“TO BE CONTINUED…”