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...
The landscape around you has changed from all the explosions. You dash towards your opponent.
RHT: Charoline, do you have any idea on how he moves so fast? CHAR: I think I might. He probably is using ghost step. Although a fighter of his caliber shouldn't be able to use such a move. RHT: So basically he moves so fast I can't see or hit him but he can't change the direction? CHAR: Pretty much. RHT: This is gonna be easy.
You start throwing projectiles towards him. He dodges all of them. You're now close enough to hit him. He dodges your swing and throws a bomb. You disappear from sight and appear behind him.
CRL: (A ghost step?!)
You manage to scar him on his back. He quickly moves away. You smile.
RHT: Not so fast now, huh. CRL: I admit it's extraordinary that you managed to learn the ghost step just by looking at it. RHT: Then tell me. What is your soul trait? CRL: Can't you read it? RHT: There's something of yours that blocks it. CRL: Must be the hate. RHT: Did you say hate?! CRL: My soul trait... is vengeance. A combination of justice and hate. Truly powerful. RHT: I see. You bear hate even if you hold a positive trait. Astonishing, but it doesn't scale to my power. CRL: We'll see about that.
You dash towards Charlie, swinging continuously. He throws bombs at you but manage to dodge all of them. After a lot of going back and forth, both of you are tired. Charlie reaches into his pocket. He throws one last bomb at you. You slice right through but it doesn't explode. Instead it drops to the ground, divided into two pieces.
RHT: That wasn't a bomb?! CRL: Must of been unloaded. Silly me. Well that's all I had. Come at me, harbinger.
You lunge towards Charlie, throwing one last swing.
CHAR: Rhett, wait! Something's off!
Charlie smiles as he dodges and calmly puts his palm on your back. You realise his ability. *BOOM* You're blasted to the ground with a gaping hole going right through your chest. Your breathing gets funny. You don't even have enough power to use your soularia. Charlie walks up to you and stomps your skull.
CRL: Is that it, harbinger? That's all you had? I'm suprised you even managed to defeat three knights. Must of been a fluke. It seems your despair is useless against other negative traits. Robin's gonna be thrilled once I take you to her, crying for mercy. Finally gonna make her understand that I'm not a failure. That stupid woman and her martial arts always thought she's better than me. Can't even call her family anymore. RHT: ...give up... CRL: Huh? You can still speak? RHT: ...don't come back... CRL: What are you talking about? RHT: ...you'll never be someone... CRL: Great. They've gone crazy. RHT: ...Those were the only words I've heard throughout my life... so why... why should I listen... CRL: Just stop it. RHT: I won't give up. I'll win. The darkness brewing inside of me burns stronger then the darkness around me. I am the harbinger. *SLASH*
Charlie gets pushed back. You stand back up. Charlie looks at you, worried. You pock your knife back up and materialize your blade in the other hand. Charlie ignites his palms. You plunge both your weapons into the ground. It illuminates grey. Charlie realizes.
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