Rhett Murdar, dismissed and driven, now journeys to mend the world's wrongs and compose a symphony of perfect lives-an ode to a harmonious existence where every soul finds its rightful place.
An undertale story. Not affiliated to the already exist...
You stand before a great opponent. The second of the Knights you've battled. You ready your knife.
PSV: Devil... you'll pay for this. RHT: I would like to see you try.
Shane dashes towards you at an incredible speed, striking you with a devastating blow to the shoulder. You back up, blood dripping from the wound. You're quick to heal it using kindness. Shane notices.
PSV: That magic... It's he- RHT: You'll suffer the same fate. PSV: I see, so I can no longer hold back.
You slash projectiles towards her but they're easily blocked. Shane is occupied so you take the chance to strike, throwing your knife towards her chest. She disappears from sight and reappears behind you, delivering a hard kick to the back, throwing you across the field. You get up and retrieve your knife from the ground. You leap forwards, charging up your weapon. Shane dashes towards you aswell. Your weapons clash and the two of you are pushed back.
PSV: You insist on continuing this fight. RHT: *chuckle* Starting to get scared? PSV: Big mouth but no skills to back it up.
Shane starts circling around you at high speeds, dizzying you out. She takes the opportunity and wounds you across the chest. Blood starts dripping from your chest. You drop down to one knee.
PSV: This is the end. RHT: *pant* You're right about that. PSV: What are you talking about? RHT: *chuckle* It'll be fun.
The Knight looks down upon you with a puzzled look. You smile, dropping your knife to the ground. It submerges into it, illuminating it black. The Knight realizes but it's too late.
RHT: ₩ɆⱠ₵Ø₥Ɇ ₮Ø ₱ɄⱤ₲₳₮ØⱤɎ!
The land ruptures into a violent explosion. The Knight is pushed back. You emerge from the smoke.
PSV: How are you still alive?! RHT: Because I am filled with Apathy! PSV: You bastard!
The Knight charges towards you, striking you from the back, but suddenly a clone of you emerges and blocks her katana. Having the opportunity to strike, you charge up your knife and slice the Knight on her chest and through the armor. Blood drips from the armor. She holds her chest tight.
RHT: How can you call yourself a Knight when you take a hit from an unarmored teen? PSV: You're no human. You're a devil! RHT: I'd prefer fallen angel but that works too. :)
You slowly walk towards the Knight. Her breathing is getting tighter and tighter. Time is running out.
PSV: Tell me... what is your goal? RHT: It's no use telling you. After all, you'll be dead soon, but why not. My goal is to destroy this world. PSV: Why? Just for fun? RHT: I believe death is better than living in this hellhole we call the world. PSV: *smirk* RHT: Hmm? PSV: I've fought someone like you. It didn't end well for them. Goes to show good always wins. RHT: Noire, huh? Me and her are not so alike as you think. Her power came from pure hatred. But my power... is fueled by the negative feelings of others. PSV: So that means... RHT: I'm a perfect counter to anyone. :) PSV: If you kill me now, your life will just get harder. RHT: It can't get worse than it already is.
The Knight drops to her knees, looking up at you. A crowd of people gather around, seemingly been woken up by all the fighting.
RHT: You see them? They get to have front row seats to their beloved knights funeral. PSV: *grunt* EVERYONE STAY BACK! RHT: So persistent, aren't you? KID: Mommy, why is the Knight on her knees? MOM: Dont worry son, it'll be okay. RHT: Hmm? Look at that. *WHOOSH* *GRAB* KID: Let go of me! PSV: Don't you dare touch him! RHT: Or what? You'll stop me? Hahaha! PSV: *grunt* No... I can't let this happen. RHT: This'll be fun. =) PSV & MOM: NO! *SLASH* RHT: Poor thing. Died so young.
The mother of the poor child falls down to her knees, crying her eyes out. The Knight looks shocked. You turn back to face her.
RHT: So what will it be? PSV: I will kill you! RHT: That's the spirit! PSV: I, KNIGHT OF PERSEVERANCE, WILL STRIKE YOU DOWN AND AVENGE THE FALLEN!
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The Knight fires a huge beam from her katana, filling the area with a blinding light. This is her final shot. The beam disperses, revealing you standing there.
PSV: Impossible! How could you?! RHT: It's simple. You see all these people? Guess what they're souls are filled with right now. PSV: Fear... RHT: That's right. And fears ability is to engulf. Your attack was consumed into this knife. PSV: You're lying. RHT: Let's test that out. =) *CHARGE* *BOOM*
From the ashes of the blast, you retrieve one thing. You hold the head of the Knight towards the crowd.
RHT: Look at this people! Take it as an example!
The crowd is trembling. Their hearts are filled with fear. You throw the head towards the crowd.
RHT: Take it! Don't fill the grave with a fake!
You turn around and disappear from the area. It's finally over. Now it's time for your next target.
