SOTC Skits

True.. Dust...

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We see Epic standing at the end of a destroyed hallway, with dust scattered all around. His skull looks lifeless, but suddenly, the sound of crunching snaps him back to reality. In a flash, his eyes lock onto Grim, who stands firm, gazing back at him. Epic's skull breaks into a smile cracking at the seems, and he begins to speak.

{Epic} "Well, kid..."

{Epic} "Just you and me."

{Epic} "Everyone else is dead..."

{Epic} "I have more attack, more strength, more endurance..."

{Epic} "Tell me, kid... Do you think you've got the balls to fight me?"

{Epic} "You're shivering... Are you scared of me? What... Has my power gotten stronger?"

{Epic} "Well, it doesn't matter... You and me, we're fighting... Here and now... Your level... What's a level of violence? Ah, I see... Well, then, that's what that number is."

Epic points up, and above his head, a number is displayed - "Plane 143." Does it signify his level or the number of kills? Could he truly be that powerful?

{Epic} "You seem surprised... Don't be. You had this coming, and I picked up a little something on the way. Not only a legendary artifact, but some kind of truth syndrome. Better keep away, or I'll stick you with this and force you to tell me things. You know me, and I know you..."

{Epic} "Are you ready, kid? Because I know me and my bro are..." Behind Epic, a shadow of another skeleton appears, but its legs are missing, making it look like it's floating out of him.

{Epic} "This reminds me of something... What was it? Ah, yes... Jojo's Bizarre Adventure... Well, I guess you could say I've got a Stand now."

Epic's eyes blaze with an intense fiery aura as a massive red glowing halberd materializes, slamming into the ground beside him. The impact breaks the tiles in the hall. Epic is ready, and the challenge is thrown down. The atmosphere is charged with anticipation as the air crackles with energy.