A new competitor appears in the Desire Grand Prix! Who is he? What is his objectives?
Ah, who am I kidding, he's probably going to be roublesome, isn't he?
A/N none of the character belong to me, the only character I own are the OCS, this is just a...
As Aaron agreed to take a sample of the new substance, a small, sophisticated gadget extended from his wrist. It gracefully collected a sample of the illusion powder and stored it in a secure compartment. Then, it started analyzing the substance, identifying its properties and any potential cure.
After a brief analysis, the gadget worked its magic. It concocted a special antidote tailored to counteract the effects of the illusion powder. With impressive precision, it administered the antidote to Aaron, gradually freeing him from the influence of the powder.
Aaron could feel the surreal haze lifting from his mind, his senses sharpening, and his clarity returning. He shook his head slightly, as if waking from a strange dream, and continued to face the challenge ahead with renewed determination.
"Make a special version and call it the bull...you know what to do, "Aaron said to which a ding sound was heard before he heard. *This process will take a few minutes*
Aaron sighed to himself before proceeding to fight each and every single Jamato that came his way, he had to make this shit quick.
He looked at the tree and smile, the explosion would take care of it for him, the thing you could do with technology was fun.
He doesn't think he could hold on for to long especially with his wounds opening back up. As he kept fighting on something felt weird, the sky turned dark and what seem to be fire left the sky before rushing toward Ace direction.
He heard it....her voice he heard her voice she was resonating with Ace.....his eyes could see the energy flowing around Ace and it building up in the sky.
Mitsume...she was alive...he could tell but at the same time something felt off, it felt weak like she barely had anything left in her system at all.
What was the chance Ace yelling his lungs out would help find her?....fucking plot armor there was no other explanation.
While he is getting his ass beat Ace is out there getting power up, this world is not fair. Where was his powerup where he was getting jumped by Jamato.
He could smell favoritism in the air and it was confirmed as he saw the boost buckle in the sky fly down toward Ace.
Fuking bullshit, what else does he suddenly gain creation power and become a god or something. This seems unfair.
Aaron's consciousness started to fade as his eyes lost their light, he had lost too much blood and now was about to feel the side effects of that.
The last thing he saw before passing out was a fiery fox setting up a punch.
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Aaron's consciousness came back to him a few seconds afterward. His body was now healed enough so that her could fight again.
He then saw Ace looking away from the explosion in his new form.....
Aaron couldn't help but chuckle as he saw Ace looking away from the explosion in his new form. He couldn't resist making a playful jab.
"Well, well, Ace, I see you've discovered the ancient art of the dramatic superhero transformation. Is that your new power, or did you just happen to have a spare 'cool form' lying around?" Aaron quipped with a smirk, he would not miss a chance to make a joke if it presented itself and in this case, it did.
Aaron couldn't help but let out a somewhat bitter remark before he passed out. He mumbled, "It must be great being the goddess's son... at least she cares for you, unlike someone"
Ace, concerned by Aaron's words, didn't have a chance to ask for clarification before his friend lost consciousness. Wait his friend....guess he did start considering Aaron as a friend huh.
However, the statement that Aaron made left a lingering question in the air, and Ace couldn't help but wonder about the deeper meaning behind Aaron's words.
Meanwhile somewhere else an old man was seen screaming and cursing out Ace name for killing his Jamato.
He didn't like it at all.
Somewhere deeper in the cave the figure of a lady with and purple eyes was seen staring at the screen.
She hated the fact that she barely gained any point from this. She hated the one responsible for it....the highest point currently present on the board was 4,550.
Everyone else were so far below it wasn't even fun anymore.
She didn't get to watch people suffer just because of one black man. She hated him for this and would do anything to make sure the black man perish.... He better count his day as the day she get her hands on him...
She will make sure he dies a very miserable death, she will make sure he suffers the most from it.
