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 assume your battle stance and Mettaton does the same. The grip on your weapon grows stronger. Mettaton looks at you menacingly. You start the offensive by dashing towards your opponent, throwing swings left and right. Their armor tanks it all. Mettaton kicks you in the stomach and then uses their rocket boots to propel you back. Managing to land on your feet, you jump forwards, throwing multiple projectiles at Mettaton, whom deflects them with her energy cannon.
RHT: This isn't ideal. My knife can't cut through that armor and their weapons can easily counter mine from a distance. I'm at a severe disadvantage. MTT: Tired already? Is that all you got? Harbinger? RHT: The hell you just call me? MTT: That's what we call you now. Your goal is as clear as the sun. Destroy everything in your path. So harbinger was the most suitable name. RHT: Harbinger, huh? I kinda like it. MTT: Of course you do...
The battle continues with you and Mettaton exchanging blows. Every chance you get on the offensive is easily dismissed by their range. The same goes for their offensives. You're fast enough to dodge their blasts but they're durable enough to withstand your slashes. You have to think of a plan before help arrives... before he arrives.
RHT: (If only they had a weakspot I can target... Wait! Their body is reinforced with that armor but underneath all of it, that part is vulnerable. I have to aim for their eyes!) MTT: You're not focusing darling. *BLAST* *SLASH* RHT: As if.
You dash towards Mettaton, ready to deliver a killing blow. Mettaton shoots lasers at you, but to no avail. You're closing the gap between the two of you. Mettaton throws bombs your way. You cut through them. Mettaton is in front of you. You've won...
RHT: You've lost soul guar- *BLAST* RHT: *grunt* How..? Is this the end? MTT: I'm sorry little one. It does seem like this is the end. Farewell. RHT: Heh, second time someone has fallen for this. *SPLASH* MTT: What?! *SLASH* RHT: Checkmate.
Mettaton fails at your trickery. You appear behind them and gauge their eye out. They fall to their knees. You look down on them.
RHT: You're nothing compared to me. MTT: I should've rea- *glitch* -lised that earlier. RHT: Truly pitiful. Now perish. MTT: Hah. I may be weak... but I won't die without a fight. Alphys depends on me! I won't let them down! *BOOM*
You're pushed away from the explosion. Mettaton walks out of the smoke, bearing a new look.
RHT: The hell?! A new form again?! MTT: I was lying when I said that my last form was my strongest. You're badly mistaken. Now... feast your eyes on my true strongest form! Ultra Neo! RHT: Names don't scare me! MTT: But this will!
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