(Akechi's P.O.V)
Control, manipulation, the ability to squeeze something so tight, it slipped through my fingers and perished....
The will to survive, the need for power and domination. The need to control and shred and destroy...
The desperate desire to save the one thing I could cling onto...and love...
I was losing control again.
I couldn't stop it anymore.
I glared malice at the shadow, even as the delusions around me began to migrate closer, effectively boxing me in inside my own head. I tensed my jaw as my ragged breathing began to hasten.
The power of my Call of Chaos was surging through my blood. I bared my teeth, growling in a feral, animalistic manner as the power started to crawl upwards from my feet. Every second, more and more of my skin was lighting up in a sickly red glow.
I was drooling now. My eyes shrunk to the size of a pinholes.
"Loki...." I hissed, calling upon my persona with the voice of the hatred in my heart.
I needed to beat Maruki.
I would die to beat him.
"C-Crow! You can't!!" Noir called out my name from behind me, recognizing the warning signs of my deranged power. I didn't react, only allowing the energy to surge through my legs, up my torso, and into my chest. My heart was racing. Every cell in my body was thrumming.
Then...it hit my brain.
The feeling of excitement, so intense that I could only register it as a high akin to any sort of strong drug, lit the fuse in my head. I leant back and stood in that ever familiar, deranged posture as my skull tilted to the side in the most inhuman way.
Seconds passed, and I was alight. Like the slides of a projector screen, moments of black mixed with moments of intense psychosis. I was losing time within my thoughts, but it didn't matter.
I was unstoppable.
"Ahahahahaha........AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
I took off like a bullet, unsheathing my serrated sword and slicing apart the shadow. My hand was a force of its own, throwing my arm left, right, and across, dicing the enemy into hundreds of pieces. It couldn't move, nor hardly attempt to defend itself - I was a force of monstrosity.
"YOU----LITTLE----SHIT!" I jumped forward and pierced the cognition with my weapon, effectively cleaving it clear through the abdomen. I stood feet from it as it remained, so injured it was frozen to the spot.
...then it burst into dust and dissipated.
"Haa...haaa....haaa...." I was excuding so much power, I could hardly see infront of me. My vision was spanning into doubles, then triples. The mental break I'd forced upon myself, mixed with my own exhaustion and cognitive desperation, was entangling my consciousness in an imminent shutdown.
Kssh! Ksssh!!
Then my heart leapt. I whipped around, just as three more shadows, two high levelled Cu Chuulain and one high levelled Scathach, apparated infront of Noir and Violet.
So this is it..
This is your fucking desire.
I threw myself forward like an animal once more, crazed and foaming at the mouth. I was stripped of all compassion and reason, craving blood and vengeance and control.
Snap!
My mind clicked off again, and when I came to, I had my serrated blade pushed clear through Cu Chuulain's abdomen. My other hand was grasping the shadows arm, using all the force I could muster to rip it's shoulder clear from its socket. I threw the useless appendage to the side, before it too burst into dust.
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