Stall Him Until The
Main Character Gets Here!
(This is written in 3rd
person for my sanity.)
The orb
vanished as it was swallowed by a sudden rush of energy, a flood of blue energy
filling the area. As the energy slowly flowed away and Tadek lowered down onto
the floor below, Chakravartin’s eyes widened for a moment. Tadek’s form had
changed. A chained circle floated behind him, his body laced and etched with
glowing lines of energy, his eyes nothing more than blue orbs with small flows
of energy that emulated flowing tears with ribbons of similar make drifting
away from his limbs and torso, always hanging down from his charred body, being
of similar appearance to that of Asura when he turned into a beast except for
the aforementioned traits and the flowing cloth that hung from his waist, rags
clinging to his limbs with the only purpose of hiding the cracking skin
underneath.
Just in
front of him, the words ‘Tadek: Slaughterer’s Lament’ shown for a moment before
vanishing in time with ripples of the floor below. “You show your true self t-“
Chakravartin’s face vanished underneath a black fist, his face caving inward.
Tadek flew back from the return strike, his hands slamming the ground to help
slow his momentum. “Pathetic Fool! You dare strike me!?” As the charred body of
Tadek stood up, he offered a small grin. “And I will do it again. You say that
torment brings enlightenment… Allow me to enlighten you of the pain you have
brought others.”
What was a
simple slug fest turned into an unseen battle, Tadek and Chakravartin appearing
for mere moments at a time with flashes of movement and attacks. Blows struck,
bodies cracked underneath the strain, and pulses of force erupted at seemingly
random points within the realm where they collided.
With a
flash, they both landed and charged forward, fists filling the air at speeds
that should not be possible. Where they collided, flesh cracked and chipped
away, their heads and bodies lurching back when they impacted one another. “Worlds
should not be treated like this! You manipulate them like children!” Tadek
slammed one of his elbows into the side of Chakravartin’s jaw before he was
slammed away by four or five fists to the chest. “You know nothing!” As
Chakravartin brought his limbs forward, Tadek brought his leg forward in a wide
arc to push them away and in a flash the deity had a heel collide with his chin
and another to the sternum.
Chakravartin
stumbled back for a moment and dropped to the ground, staring at his hands for
a moment before he raised up high, letting out a scream of true anger toward
the sky. His form raised high, disappearing in a black and white void. Out of
the light that filled the sky, he lowered himself down to the ground below, a
new, skeletal form that emanated a sense of dread and hopelessness to anyone
who ever laid their eyes upon such a thing. Even the realm shifted to match the
black and white from before, the chimes sounding once more as his toes touched
the flat plane in a way as softly as a leaf touching a still pond.
As the
deity stood there, the words ‘Chakravartin, The Creator’ appeared before Tadek.
He knew what this meant for him, but he cared not. His body was cracked, blue
energy seeping from his body in a similar fashion to blood, his body shaking
just a hint from the strain it was being put through. “If nothing else, I can
save Mithra for Asura…” He muttered to himself, slamming his foot down onto the
ground below.
Tadek
rushed forward, flying forward in a burst of energy. They connected, Tadek with
a heel and Chakravartin stopping him with merely a finger. “Weak… Very Weak.”
He stated before forming and then unleashing a burst of light. Tadek screamed
in agony as his very body was torn apart, the man flying back, his body
skipping along the plane like a simple stone that soon came to rest a full
sixty feet away.
Chakravartin
sighed, looking out toward his fallen opponent who slowly, painfully pushed
himself up onto his shaking legs. At this point the only thing keeping him
standing was his regeneration. “Just a little longer… Just a little longer...”
He muttered to himself as he took a stumbling step forward, his other foot
dragging across the ground for a moment as he went. “Simply lay down and die,
Slaughterer. You have lost.” As Chakravartin spoke, he slowly walked forward
toward the suicidal person he had been fighting.
“Never.”
After he spoke, Tadek fell down to the ground for a moment, forcing himself to
climb back up to his feet. Once he was on his feet, he was welcomed with a
finger to the forehead. “Any last words?” Chakravartin stated, possibly only
because he could. “Yeah… Just a few. Dimensional… Eruption.” He stated, portions
of his body flying away as he stepped forward. Five different fists appeared at
once due to sheer speed, his arms from the forearm down glowing in a mix of
colors as they connected with Chakravartin’s arms and head at once.
The only
sound that came from them was akin to a silo of hellfire missiles, waves of
force erupting from every spot that they impacted. “Dimensional Eruption!” A
second wave of blows shot forth, one of Tadek’s arms bursting into blood and
shards from the strain on his body. There were visible holes in his body,
growing wider with every combination that he brought forth. “You may be the
only god here, but you hold no power over me! You are like everyone else!
Flawed!” He stated, his other arm shattering as he continued forth, one of his
knees snapping in two underneath the sheer strain. During the repeated blows, a
small bubble was punched out and landed a short distance away. It grew and
popped, a small girl with black hair appearing.
Tadek
thought that he had done enough, but all that he was greeted with was a scream
of annoyance and a sharp blow to the chest, an eruption of Mantra tearing
through his body. From there, he landed a distance away, laying there with
barely a leg, a torso, and a head. The charred portions of his body slowly fell
away to reveal his base form below. “You annoy me…” Is all that Chakravartin
stated. He slowly moved forward, but stopped as someone approached. It was
Asura.
“Stay down,
Tadek. I will take it from here. Take my daughter and leave.” He stated, Mithra
running over toward the both of them. Tadek went unconscious with a grin on his
face.
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