"Hellbolt."
A dark, ethereal aura envelops the lightning bolt, its edges flickering with black flames that dance with an ominous energy. Zephilious braces as the charged weapon pulsates, ready to be unleashed with potent force.Pluto pulls his arm back slowly..
His presence fills the air around them and Zephilious feels a sense of animosity.
"It's that same presence from before..", Zephilious thought to himself as he remembers when Pluto was overtaken by something in the Arcanum that led to all of the remaining Godlenders to fight him all at the same time.
"But..
Something's different..
That presence from back then..
It's there, but very faint...what I feel more...is the boy himself." Zephilious thinks to himself as he feels his power swirl around him and prepares for an incoming attack.
With intensity, Pluto begins the motion, his scarlet eyes fixed on Zephilious. The black flames on the lightning bolt intensify and Pluto hurls the black lightning bolt straight at Zephilious.
The black bolt travels towards Zephilious with intensity as it vibrates through the air and burns throgh reality itself completely ignoring the very laws that govern this world.
Zephilious' legs pulsate and he zaps upwards in instantaneous speed completely avoiding the attack.
Zephilious looks back at the lightning bolt that travels for miles on end leaving a straight line filled with a void.
After just a moment, the world itself began to do its wonders and restores what was tore from it as purple ethereal lines emerge from the sides of the black void that separate reality and connect into one other to close what was opened
"That power is crazy. Where was this back then?", Zephilious thinks to himself.
"If these flames can burn a path through reality, then of course my lightning won't amount to much...
If that's the case then...
I can't take this lightly..
I don't care if he can sense me...
I don't care if I lose myself right now..
I can't afford to waste time...I'm going all out..
From the get go."
Zephilious clenches his fists and bends down. Blue glowing lines emerge from the depths of his soul, outlining the edges of his body. He grits his teeth and his eyes glow brighter than before.
He channels his inner power, and suddenly, a vivid blue aura violently bursts forth from his being.
A primal roar escapes him, a crescendo that pierces the misty stillness. His shout, echoing to the top of his lungs..
Blue sparks emerge out from his body and explode all around him casting blue light show for Pluto to see. His muscles begin to grow bigger and bigger until eventually making him look twice as big.
His body undergoes a change as it all turns blue and lightning sparks fly across it, half of a lightning mask appears on his face. The top right of his skull emerges forth piercing through the skin and fusing with the top part of the mask, creating an electric horn. His aura expands outwards and the shockwaves violently push around him for miles on end destroy multiple mountains in its way.
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Woe of the chosen
FantasyWoe of the chosen is an original story based greek mythology. It follows the journey of a young boy that goes by the name of Pluto whose memories have been scattered as small fragments throughout his mind. Unfortunately for the boy, his fate had alr...