"This is a big one indeed, tsk...I guess I will just have to take it head-on then."
Merciless gazed up at Zakcry, his sharp senses sensing the development of the gigantic dark purple flame lance, which the Shagoth had previously warned him about. Although he didn’t know whether he could avoid this even if he went intangible, he felt like that was meaningless as well, as Zakcry’s strike would still reach given the nature of what it was in context.
Meanwhile, Zakcry’s bionic arms transformed into a specialized cannon to hold the massive weapon. The air was charged with expectancy and lethal purpose.
As Zakcry directed the cannon downward, Merciless felt a burst of determination. He’d fought many formidable opponents in his short time as a vampire, but this onslaught promised to be unlike any other. He was sure he had to use every ounce of his power to dodge this.
"Farewell, warrior of the flesh."
Zakcry fired his lance with a resounding roar. The dark purple lance ripped through the air, a slash of malicious negative energy that began to tear the very fabric of space around it. The sheer might of the onslaught was enough to destroy Merciless’ massive ice cloud, which stretched fifteen billion light-years in all directions. The cloud vanished in an instant, destroyed by the sheer force of the blow.
Naturally Merciless began to respond to this immediately by utilizing his energy-absorbing abilities via Albedo Ichor. His cells greedily absorbed the available energy around him, and the negative energy or light that reached him first, boosting his power dramatically. However, he was aware that there was a limit to how much he could take and how rapidly. The dark purple lance’s speed was too tremendous, and he needed to react quickly.
As such he began to conjure up massive flesh and bone barriers at lightspeed, creating a series of giant biological domes around him, each laced with bio-electrical energy courtesy of his radiation lightning to make them robust and formidable.
The barriers shimmered with a bioluminescence glow.
Naturally, Merciless did not end his preparation there. He began to use his shapeshifting to turn the barriers into hyper-dense constructions, which increased their overall resilience. The barriers shone with an eerie brightness as they formed, the process taking barely milliseconds.
From there, with the mere intention of his will, he quickly began to release a torrent of radiation lightning arrows via Alucard’s Ichor, sending it toward the lance in hopes of destroying its charge.
Simultaneously, he controlled plasma, magnifying it a hundredfold every second to form a burning wall of energy to deflect the onslaught. The plasma wall shone with an eerie brilliance, sending long shadows over the frozen and deaying battlefield.
Merciless sought to bend the route of the lance by using his aether-based space control. He altered coordinates, bending space around the lance to change its course, naturally combining aether with the power of Lucian’s coordinator to make this possible. However, due to its tremendous force, the strike was impossible to fully control. The environment surrounding the lance shimmered and distorted, but the lance continued its relentless path.
"Tsk...the force of this thing is fucking insane."
"Well...then, in that case."
Merciless said as he began to use Anastasia’s other powers for the first time as a result time paused for three critical seconds with only a few seconds remaining.
He then began to see 10 seconds into the future, allowing him to see the lance’s route as well as the best posture for his defenders. When time restarted, he altered his boundaries accordingly. The universe paused, and the lance stopped in mid-air, allowing Merciless to place his defenses with surgical precision.
The dark purple lance slammed with the first barrier, causing a massive explosion of energy that sent shockwaves reverberating throughout the battlefield. The walls held briefly, absorbing and dispersing part of the energy, but the lance was unrelenting. Each consecutive barrier was smashed by the massive energy, yet Merciless proceeded to rebuild and strengthen them with lightning speed.
The world around Merciless, and below Zakcry began to shake as a result, the shock waves themselves being so powerful that the two powerful forces clashing against each other were sending out massive shockwaves with enough power to blow multiple galaxies away in an instant.
"Shit... I need more layers."
Merciless growled in panic as the blazing lance of pure negative energy ate away rapidly at his defenses with ease.
At that moment, to give himself more leverage over the situation, Merciless used his uncontrolled flesh regeneration to create a sea of flesh that absorbed part of the lance’s energy. The sea of skin pulsated and writhed, soaking up energy with an insatiable need.
His body transformed even farther than it already was, encasing itself in a thicker, blacker exo-armor that was as durable as a galaxy. The armor absorbed the remaining energy from the barriers, adding an extra layer of resistance. The exo-armor shone with a metallic brilliance, and its surface was covered in complex patterns of energy conduits.
While using Lucian’s telekinesis, Merciless lifted massive mountains and ice debris, forming them into an additional shield. The mountains floated into position, forming a colossal wall of in organic material.
The last barrier, a gigantic wall of flesh and bone imbued with all of Merciless’ remaining energy, remained fast as the lance struck it. The following explosion was catastrophic, with the blast destroying the surrounding terrain and vaporizing the ice ocean, which spanned billion of light-years across.
*TreeEmEmEble!!....
The space around the two began to tremble and distort violently, as the ice mountains began to break effortlessly, piercing through the flesh wall and transforming it into the notion of zero.
Albeit a slight turn of events began the moment the lance reach the aether, as the aether slows it down, and his cells absorb as much as they can. Merciless began to feel the weight of the onslaught, as the sheer heat pushed him back, despite several layers remaining functioning. The exoskeleton began to dissolve away as they were separated.
Tshk!...
Tshkkk!!...
TSHSSSSSSSSKKK!!!...
But soon too, they were reduced to nothing
"FWUCKKKKKK!.... This guy, he ain’t playing.....hehe am I going to die again...
Memories of yesterday haunted him once more; this time there was no fear, but he still felt a hole in his stomach; this was powerlessness... although something happened at that moment, and his final barrier was broken, and the full power of the lance was before him; there was no dodging this.
’Agh im going to die again, aren’t I?’
’I see... yet again, I was powerless before unfathomable power...
’...why...why does this keep happening!?’
At that moment, the voice of an unfamiliar yet familiar male rang in his mind.
"If you ever find yourself in a hopeless circumstance, allow the seal to be broken by 50%. Gesus Khrist Mercy, this is the 13th body I have to get rid of for you this week; shit your powers they are getting stronger, but more bloodthirsty as of lately....crap...crap...crap!! If we don’t get this mess cleaned up, the professor will find out for sure; sigh, I have been thinking Mercy, you will hate me for this."
"But I won’t be able to protect you for too long, the professor is finally catching on to your existence, I can’t let that happen, and besides he is also ready to move on to phase two, he finally got Wilhelm to get that thing for him, after all these years, so we no longer have no purpose here. As a result, I am moving soon, so please forgive me, I am doing this for your own good, and as such I need to seal this power of yours."
"Don’t worry, it won’t be long, I will definitely come back for you one day, this I promise on my life, once G.I.F.T. is more stable as an organization and mankind is more accepting of our kind, I will come back for you."
The moment the voice said that a forgotten memory began to play in Merciless mind.
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It was a dim afternoon, with the gray sky reflecting the gloomy atmosphere that seemed to surround Mercy. He was in middle school, obviously obese, and wearing a gloomy expression that frequently startled his classmates. Today was no different. Two older children, a boy and a girl, had cornered him in the schoolyard in the back of the school building.
"Hey, fatso!"
The boy sneered, his voice dripping with malice.
"What are you doing here? Trying to eat the whole playground?"
The girl giggled, her eyes gleaming with cruel delight.
"Perhaps he believes his ugly mother and father will arrive to save him. They’re probably too busy performing their disgusting occupations to earn money."
Mercy winced at the mention of his parents. They were quite impoverished and lived in a decrepit hut on the outskirts of town. His mother, with her weary face and filthy hair, worked as a cleaner at a rundown hotel, trying anything she could to get by.
His father, a scruffy man with a constant beard and sunken eyes, worked various jobs during the day and drank away their little wages at night. The anguish of their reality was an unhealed wound. He refused to let the tears flow, instead, he gave them a hateful glare, he could easily tear them to pieces right now if he wanted to, but he wouldn’t, he made a promise to not stir up any more trouble after last week incident which end up with an entire mall being destroyed, and many people dying.
After all, he was better than these inferior humans. As such he ignored them and attempted to walk away, but the boy pushed him to the ground.
"Where do you think you’re going, loser?"
The boy kicked him in the stomach, making Mercy double over in pain.
"You’re not going anywhere until we’re done with you."
The girl joined in and repeatedly kicked Mercy. Each hit was followed by another barb at his weight, parents, and life. The world blurred around him as he strained to breathe, his head whirling from physical and mental pain.
’Shit... so fricking annoying, im so weak right now, it’s been a whole week since I had a taste of any sort of raw meat, and my strength is no different than that of a normal human right now.’
"Oi...get up already will you."
*THUMMP!...
"Are you deaf, come get up."
The boy mockingly said.
’Shit, it hurts.’
[Why are they doing this?]
’Ughaa... my stomach...
[Why are humans so violent?]
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’I said stop it!’
"Hahah... come on, fight back, you had a lot to say earlier in the classroom today, where did all that sassiness go?"
*THUD!...THUD!!*
’AWW!’
[Agh...I see now, in the end, humans are nothing more than animals, yeah... animals...yeah im not wrong here, this is basic survival, every man for themselves, the law of the jungle, why the hell is a predator like me forced to deal with this bullshit?]
With that said Merciless, grabs the boy’s foot and bites down hard on his ankle till his pants tear, and his skin breaks, and blood is drawn.
"Ahh, you fucking animal!"
The boy said as he kicked Mercy in the head, causing him to fall back and hit his head on a large rock, his skull burst on the pointy stone that stabbed him through his skull and into his brain.
"Aghh my foot, he bit me."
The boy said, meanwhile the young girl looked at the scene of the dead Mercy, who slowly began to lose consciousness.
"Ohhh god, Tyler, I think he killed him."
"Wh..WHAT... ar...are you talking about.. he.... he fell down while playing with us."
"What but that...
"Hey look here, you were there when he fell down while playing with us right?!"
Tyler said while grabbing the shocked young girl by the shoulders, who looked lost as he looked at Mercy’s body on the ground.
"RIGHT Roshana?!"
"Ye..ye...YEAH!! He fell down while playing with us."
"Good, let us hurry and call the teacher... if we don’t we look suspicious, I saw something like this in a movie once, it’s the best way to avoid getting into trouble."
"Are you sure this will work?"
"Of course, now let us go."
As the pain intensified, Mercy’s body began to throb, as the blood and small bits of flesh in his mouth were dripping off slowly, and he began to lick it subconsciously.
And the moment he did that, something deep within Mercy snapped. His vision darkened, and he felt a surge of primal rage. His eyes opened up as it turned yellow and nocturnal, and a memory—no, a vision—flashed before him.
He saw Æthelthryth, her calm and gentle demeanor replaced by a battle-hardened frenzy. She was devouring a mountain of level 4 and 5 Outer Spawn, her eldritch visage radiating pure dread. Her once-kind eyes were now filled with a savage, almost ecstatic bloodlust. She looked back, confused and lost in her frenzy, and then smiled at the figure looking at her from some unknown plane. Her voice, twisted and garbled, reached out to him.
"&%&#!! my child."
Mercy, now back in the present, felt a dark aura surrounding him. He pushed himself up from the ground in an uncanny manner, and the wound began to heal at a rapid rate, his body trembling with otherworldly power. His hands transformed into monstrous black claws with snake-like scales, and his mouth split from both ends, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth with his snake-like mouth.
His skin became pale white, similar to Æthelthryth.
He watched the two go further and further from him, his eyes looked at them and he whispered.
’Return.’
When he said this, a strange thing began to occur. Reality began to superimpose a different scenario or, more accurately, bring the past to the present; this was not time travel, but rather the process of redrawing a history that had already occurred in the present reality. Tyler and Roshan returned to their starting location.
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"Hey, fatso!"
Tyler sneered, his voice dripping with malice.
"What are you doing here? Trying to eat the whole playground?"
Roshana giggled, her eyes gleaming with cruel delight, however soon became fear and confusion.
"Perhaps he believes his ugly mother and father will arrive to save him. They’re probably too busy performing their disgusting occupations to earn mon....
"What."
Tyler said in shock as he looked at Mercy, his inhuman form vividly clear to the two.
Tyler and Roshana stared in horror as Mercy’s transformation completed. The boy took a step back, his bravado replaced by sheer terror.
"W-what the hell are you?"
Mercy didn’t answer. He lunged at the boy, his claws tearing through flesh and bone with ease, as he sliced his arm off in a brutal fashion. A loud scream could be heard.
"AHHHHH!!.... My arm... MY ARMMM!!"
Mercy, then picked up the arm and began to eat it, his teeth crushing the bones like it was nothing more than a loli pop.
"M...M...Monster!!!"
However, before she could scream any louder Mercy, moved his origin point behind Roshana teleporting as a result.
"What?!"
*Thud!!*
The girl took a step back, only to bump into Mercy’s chest, as she slowly looked up, her face distorted into one of pure horror.
"EEEEHHH!!...
With blinding speed, Merciless grabbed her by her two shoulders and smiled while saying.
"You know that mouth of yours was always too big for its own good, let me help you shut it for you."
Without allowing her to respond his mouth opened up widely as the girl screamed in horror.
"AWWWWWW!!.....
*CHUNKK!!... GULP!!"
Without warning, Mercy swallowed her whole head like a snake, her neck slowly cracking in his mouth due to the rising pressure, and a green smoke existing it, as the acidic cloud began to dissolver her head which was clutched into his wide monstrous mouth, her screams quickly fading away by the second. And then a brutal yanking sound was heard with blood spilling all over the ground, as he ripped and bit her head clean off her shoulders, quickly chewing it and swallowing it.
From there, he hurled her corpse to the ground, which was quivering due to still sensitive muscle movements, and sprayed blood all over the area, the strong fragrance of iron filling the air as Mercy was bathed in his prey’s blood.
But soon after, another aroma could be detected: urine, and he looked in front of him. That’s when he noticed it: it was the same person that had picked on him earlier; his pants were soaked, tears and snot were dripping down his face, and his figure was a shaking mess.
"What never seen a bitch give heads before?"
"....ahw....agh....
"English buddy, I don’t speak pussy."
"Stay away from me.... you monster... you freak of nature."
Tyler said, as he began to slowly back away as Mercy got closer to him, his eyes were menacing as he looked down on his next prey and said.
"Ohhh well, it makes no sense talking with food anyways."
"No! Stop! Please!"
He cried, backing away in desperation. But there was no escape. Mercy turned his gaze on him, his yellow eyes glowing with an insatiable hunger.
He advanced on the boy, who was now paralyzed with fear. Tyler tried to scream again, but it was cut short as Mercy’s claws dug into his flesh. He lifted Tyler off the ground, his body writhing in agony. With a grotesque, almost casual ease, he began to tear him apart.
Tyler’s legs were the first to go, ripped from his torso with a sickening pop. Blood gushed from the wounds, soaking Mercy’s claws. He bit into Tyler’s abdomen, his teeth slicing through his skin and muscle. The boy choked on his screams, his eyes wide with horror as he watched his own entrails being devoured. Mercy’s mouth worked methodically, tearing chunks of flesh and swallowing them whole.
Tyler’s arms followed, severed and discarded like useless appendages. The boy’s head lolled to the side, his consciousness slipping away as Mercy continued his grisly feast. He savored every bite, the taste of Tyler’s blood and flesh fueling his rage and hunger.
Tyler’s final moments were a blur of pain and terror. He felt his life slipping away, his vision darkening as Mercy consumed him completely. His body was reduced to a mangled, bloody mess, unrecognizable in the aftermath of the savage onslaught.
As the last remnants of Tyler disappeared into his maw, Mercy stood amidst the carnage, his monstrous form drenched in blood. The rage subsided, leaving behind a hollow emptiness. He looked around, the reality of what he had done slowly sinking in.
Euphoria overtakes him, and a satisfied and snarky smile overtakes him.
"Nothing beats venting out your frustration on condensing pricks like these, now I just need to eat all of this before Kael see th...
"Mercy... don’t tell me you lost control again... SHITT."
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Mercy looked back his eyes returning to normal, and his mouth closing back up, as a single word escaped his mouth.
"Fuck."
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The flashback ended, as Merciless processed the new foreign memory, and something came back to him in that instant.
"That right... I was able to... but.... that can’t be... but it is...
"But who was Kael again?"
The memories were there, they felt real, he knew it was, but what he knew in this instant, wasn’t adding up to what he lived.
On the other hand, it pissed him off for some reason, knowing something yet not knowing what led to those events in the first place.
"So annoying!"
Merciless said, his claws changing into a more evolved one compared, to the one in his new memories.
And suddenly, the impossible happened at that very moment.
The flaming lance of negative energy, that was moments before him paused as Merciless said.
"Go to the sea on planet Zodfa."
These memories were Jordan, well the planet of course, it was a water planet Jordan captured many sea monsters to make his soul vault with, to guard a certain layer similar to Zodfa.
And, following his words, reality began to change, and the origin of the arrow was repainted on the water planet located in another faze somewhere in the multiverse.
Far away from Merciless and Zakcry, the flaming lance appeared, as if it had always been there. It touched down on the planet, and the lance detonated, causing an enormous explosion. It annihilated not just the planet, but the entire galaxy and many more in the process, leaving a gigantic emptiness and a silent expanse of nothing. Even black holes were obliterated.
Merciless stood still looking at his new weird claw, which was black with strange red veins and ebony scales all over it, and when he opened his palm, a single purple eye with a cross-shaped retina was inside.
The claw was exceedingly spooky, and it exuded an evil force that corrupted the surrounding area simply by its presence. Looking at it, he could feel a familiar sensation, one that had always been there but he had no idea why or how it had arrived.
"This is my...
"What was it again...
"Ahh... why are there so many gaps in my memories, it’s like awakening this thing, shattered a vault that was storing forgotten memories, yet so many of them are locked, what the hell is even going on with me right now, am I tripping, or is this actually reality."
Merciless asked himself, more questions, than answers appearing by the second, and yet, he was soon knocked out of his own thoughts when he heard Zakcry speak.
"What the hell did you do?"
He asked with a confused look on his face behind his helmet.
Merciless, on the other hand, quickly began to experience extreme stomach ache, a desire to feed, the sensation of blood flowing down his throat, and the sense of flesh and bones churning with his teeth.
He gazed up at Zakcry with a malicious bestial smirk on his face, his helmet shedding like dead skin, and his entire body pallid as Æthelthryth, with flaming ominous scarlet red veins pulsing all over. Four of his eyes transformed into a scary glowing set of eyes, all of which were nocturnal in nature.
His mouth began to split and his teeth became even sharper and menacing if not straight monstrous.
At this moment, one of the two mysterious seals lifted.
And then internally it happened.
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