Dark's Pre Crisis

No More Humanity Within Your Soul?!

With a thunderous crack, the figure's foot connected with Dark's chest, sending him flying through the air. The impact was so fierce it shattered the throne room's walls, and Dark's body blasted through the remnants of the shattered door, out into the cold night, and down into the heart of Harbos' arena.

Dark crashed into the snow-covered ground, the impact carving a deep furrow in the earth. Gasping for breath, the cold air stinging his lungs, he struggled to push himself up. His vision blurred momentarily, but then he saw it—Goudro, the monstrous form that Harbos had taken, towering before him. The creature's grotesque, crusted skin glinted menacingly under the moonlight, and in its hand, a giant black greatsword pulsed with dark energy.

Dark's eyes widened in disbelief as Goudro let out a guttural roar, the sound reverberating through the arena. The creature's eyes burned with a feral intensity, filled with an insatiable hunger for destruction.

Goudro: You thought you defeated me, but now you face my true form! Prepare to be annihilated, Dark!

Dark's mind raced, the reality of the situation sinking in. He forced himself to stand, every muscle in his body screaming in protest.

Dark: (thinking) I've barely recovered from that last attack, and now this... I have to stay focused. I can't afford to lose here.

Goudro lunged forward, the ground trembling beneath its massive weight. Dark barely had time to react, rolling to the side as the greatsword cleaved into the ground where he had been standing, sending a shower of snow and debris into the air. He countered with a swift strike, his katana slicing through the air, but the blade barely scratched Goudro's hardened skin.

Dark: (thinking) His armor... it's even tougher now.

Goudro swung again, the greatsword cutting through the air with a whoosh. Dark ducked and weaved, his movements a blur as he evaded the relentless onslaught. Each missed strike from Goudro shattered the ground, leaving deep fissures in the earth.

Dark: (thinking) I need to find a weakness. There has to be a way to get through that armor.

He focused, centering himself amidst the chaos. The world seemed to slow around him, the snowflakes drifting lazily once more. Dark's eyes scanned Goudro's form, searching for any sign of vulnerability.

Goudro: Is that all you've got, Dark? You're nothing but a gnat to me now!

With a roar, Goudro charged again, the ground shaking with each step. Dark darted to the side, aiming for the joints of Goudro's armor. He struck with precision, his katana finding a small gap and sinking in. Goudro howled in pain, but the wound was shallow, barely enough to slow him down.

Dark: (thinking) It's not enough... I need more power.

Drawing on every ounce of his remaining strength, Dark pushed himself to the limit. He felt the familiar warmth of his energy building within him, the same force that had helped him defeat Harbos before. He focused it into his blade, the Kyuketsu glowing with an ominous light. He lunged forward, his movements a blur of speed and precision, aiming directly at Goudro's heart.

Goudro swung his greatsword down with tremendous force, but Dark anticipated the move, sidestepping at the last moment. With a swift, powerful strike, he drove the Kyuketsu into Goudro's chest, channeling all his energy into the attack. The blade pierced through the hardened flesh, sinking deep into the beast's core.

Goudro let out an ear-splitting roar, staggering back as dark energy erupted from the wound. The ground trembled, and the air crackled with raw power. Dark pulled his blade free and leaped back, watching as Goudro convulsed, the dark energy consuming him from within.