another union academy: From Weakest To Strongest

chapter 8: first time 🍋

The darkness manipulator's taunting words hung in the air, challenging the very essence of my resilience. Determination burned in my eyes as I seized the opportunity to prove that my strength transcended the encroaching shadows. Without a word, I lunged at him, my small frame a deceptive facade for the unyielding power that surged within.

My hand closed around his face, a vice grip that defied the malevolent aura that once shielded him. The darkness manipulator, caught off guard by the sudden surge in strength, struggled against the relentless hold. With a swift and calculated movement, I propelled him through the air, his body colliding with a high-rise building that stood tall in defiance of the chaos below.

The impact was cataclysmic. The building, a symbol of human achievement, splintered in response to the force unleashed. As the darkness manipulator crashed through the structure, it yielded to the unstoppable momentum, splitting in two as if bowing to the ferocity of the clash. Debris rained down in the aftermath, the very skyline transforming into a chaotic display of destruction.

Blood splattered in all directions as the darkness manipulator bore the brunt of the devastating assault. The once-menacing malevolence now seemed diminished, overshadowed by the raw power that had shattered both the formidable opponent and the architecture that dared to bear witness to the cosmic confrontation.

The remnants of the high-rise building crumbled to the ground, a testament to the cataclysmic clash that had unfolded within its confines. The cityscape, now marred by the scars of battle, stood in eerie silence as if nature itself paused to witness the outcome of the relentless struggle.

The darkness manipulator, now battered and bloodied, struggled to rise amidst the wreckage. The cloak, though tattered, still clung to my form, a symbol of the undying will that fueled the battle.

In a surge of relentless fury, I seized the darkness manipulator's leg, unleashing a barrage of bone-shattering strikes as I repeatedly slammed him into the unforgiving ground. The once-menacing foe, now reduced to a battered and broken form, groaned in agony as the onslaught continued, each impact resonating with a symphony of destruction.

With a swift and disorienting appearance behind him, I drove my foot into his spine, the force shattering it with a sickening crunch. The malevolent aura that once shielded him faltered under the unyielding assault, leaving him vulnerable to the unforgiving retribution that unfolded.

Appearing once more, a double axe handle strike descended upon the darkness manipulator, the sheer force creating a colossal crater in the battleground. The shockwave rippled through the shattered city, leaving an indelible mark that echoed the intensity of the cosmic clash.

Blood and shadows mingled in a grotesque dance as the darkness manipulator, now reduced to a mere semblance of his former self, struggled to rise from the depths of the crater. The cloak, tattered and stained with the remnants of the battle, fluttered around me as a testament to the relentless determination that fueled the unrelenting assault.

The cityscape, bearing the scars of the cataclysmic confrontation, stood as a silent witness to the cosmic struggle between light and darkness. Debris and dust filled the air, creating an ominous backdrop to the ongoing clash that transcended the boundaries of the physical realm.

As the darkness manipulator attempted to regain his footing, I stood poised, the ethereal glow of the broken sword illuminating the battlefield. The remnants of buildings, now reduced to rubble, cast long shadows over the desolate landscape, a stark contrast to the undying will that surged within me.

In the eerie silence that followed, the dialogue between combatants continued, an unspoken exchange that resonated with the very essence of cosmic forces. Shadows clung to the broken form of the darkness manipulator, his once-dominant malevolence now a fading ember in the face of the relentless assault that sought to defy the encroaching darkness.