Spectacular World

A Choice

Once upon a time, there was a young boy. One said to have been found by a great Devil. This Devil took the boy in and raised him as his own. But the Devil didn't want a son. He wanted a weapon. One that would obey him always and help him slaughter his enemies. He wanted something that could devour the Sun.

So he raised this boy up. He forged him powerful armor and gifted him a weapon that was alive so long as the child trusted it—a partner for this young boy, and he drilled into him the image of what true power should be. Slowly, this child grew and eventually surpassed that of his mortal shell as the Devil fed him more and more. Bigger and bigger, this child became until soon only one word could truly describe him.

Of course... This is just a story.

Right?

"I will defeat you!" Ash rained upon the Earth, pillars of black fire rose, and the planet itself shook! The Emperor's form had changed. His body was larger and covered in black scales. A tail flowed out, smacking the ground, splitting it in two, and with every flap of his wings, the wind tore apart the land. He had become a dragon. A mighty beast able to fight even a star. The Dragon roared loud enough to kill any human that heard it, their heads exploding. Hellish black fire gushed out of his form. "Full Monarch! Come out!"

P tried to stand his ground, but there was no use. Their forces had been slaughtered, as had the humans. This mad beast was destroying everything that got near him without a care. P yelled as he felt himself be thrown high into the air by the force of the wind that bent and twisted wildly through the air.

"The only one that is going to lose is you, Emperor!" A loud voice cried through the darkness. Blue chains of energy blasted out and began to wrap around the monster. Jack gripped them as tightly as he could, his red hair flowing in the wind and his eyes shining with the blue light of hope.

"You!" The Emperor screamed when he saw his creation. "You bastard! I'll kill you-"

Black feathers rained, and the Emperor found his entire body being shoved down as a palm smashed into his snout. Lucifer's hair was swept up wildly as the man's palm began to glow with a hideous black energy, and he forced every drop of the Dead Virus into his former rival's veins.

"Go ahead and die, you damn mutt." The immortal hissed.

Black fire gushed from the Dragon's eyes, and his tail slashed into Lucifer, nearly tearing the man in two. "You betray me as well, Lucifer! Fine then! I'll devour this planet and bring it all crashing down!" His scales began to turn a nasty gray, and his body seemed to almost start to melt as he struggled to his feet and tried to rip his way out of the blue chains that bound him. His fiery eyes glared into Jack's. "I'll start with you! You, who I promised the world to. You, whom I promised to turn into a God. You, who I called a son once! I will devour you-"

Jack jumped at the man and raised a sword into the air. It wasn't made from his powers; instead, it was a physical object lacking color. It was pure white and seemed to bend and twist in his grasp, the blade was covered in hundreds of lines that made it up. He brought the sword down and impaled it into the monster's stomach! The Emperor roared, and Jack screamed back, tearing the sword down and splitting the beast open.

The land was coated in blue light as the man pulled his fist back and rammed it into the stomach of the Emperor. The villain's body was growing in size, glitching out and spasming as his very cells rejected his life. With gritted teeth, Jack grabbed onto something and, with all his might, ripped an unconscious young man out of the monster's gut.

The blacked-out Max Lightning, current Lord of the Sky, crashed into the dirt face first, not moving. The Emperor grabbed at his torn stomach, dozens of blades impaling Jack through his arms and legs. The red-haired man was raised off the ground, but his eyes burned with pure hope. Jack raised his blade high and then brought it down into the skull of the monster.