Reboot..

|| PT. 7: O' Death ||

<- - OMNIPOTENT - ->

The dark marble hallway was faintly illuminated by a familiar dark red flame. NTP walked through, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he made his way into a relatively large room. Dark purple flames ignited, casting the space in an eerie purple hue.

"NTP," came a feminine voice from the end of the room. Emerging from black smog and dark purple fire, accented by subdued bright red flames, was Laverna, the Goddess of Death.

"Laverna," NTP replied, leaning on DSNTP. "Nice medallion by the way. Omnis give it to you for the wedding?" he teased, prompting a glare from Laverna as her scythe formed in her hands.

"I will show you why my nickname is 'The Reaper,' NTP," Laverna spat. NTP gripped DSNTP properly, smirking.

"Bet."

They dashed towards each other, their blades clashing in a shower of sparks. Metal ground against metal as NTP dashed back, jamming DSNTP into the floor to rev it up. Laverna seized the opportunity, igniting her scythe with a strange pure red flame subdued during her entrance. The medallion's red gem glowed slightly. NTP noticed as DSNTP's blade ignited, its chainsaw teeth emerging.

NTP dashed towards Laverna again, dodging her sweeping attacks. He threw DSNTP at her, only for it to be redirected back to him. Catching it like a boomerang, he leaped into the air and slashed downward. Laverna's scythe held firm, but NTP rolled away from another sweep aimed at his face.

Laverna spun her scythe, creating a tornado of dark purple flame as she impaled NTP's abdomen. Blood ran down her blade as he was thrown against a distant wall.

"Have I enlightened you now?" Laverna sneered, trying to make the scythe vanish, but it didn't. NTP chuckled weakly as he got up, holding the medallion she had worn at her waist. "How did you..." Laverna muttered, watching in horror as NTP dropped the medallion on the floor.

"I think I know exactly what to do with this... bitch," he said, bringing down DSNTP onto the medallion, shattering its red gem. A burst of bright red flame erupted from the broken gem, engulfing NTP.

Laverna stared in shock, her mind reeling as she tried to escape, believing she had narrowly avoided danger. "No," a deep, resonant voice echoed. An 8-foot figure now stood where NTP had been, cloaked in black armor highlighted with striking red and gold accents. Its face was obscured by a menacing helmet, and it reached for The Black Blade lying where DSNTP had fallen.

"For too long did I remain ensnared within that wretched prison," the figure intoned with a chilling authority, pulling The Black Blade from the ground. "And now shalt thou pay the price for containing Perfected Death." With a sudden burst of speed, the figure charged toward Laverna, the greatsword slicing through the air with deadly precision.

The Black Blade, now ablaze with pure red flames, cut through the air and impaled Laverna, lifting her effortlessly into the air. The intense red fire flared around the blade, its scorching heat making her body go limp. The figure, showing no mercy, flung her aside with a brutal sweep of the sword.

Kneeling, the figure drove The Black Blade into the ground with forceful determination. The pure red flame erupted once more, enveloping both the weapon and the figure.

As the flames settled, NTP emerged, his right eye now a pure red with an X-shaped pupil. He blinked, examining his healed abdomen and shirt.

"Huh," he said, pulling DSNTP from the ground. Staring at a nearby black marble wall, he noticed his new eye. His hand ignited with dark red flame, forming a piece of black cloth he used as a makeshift eyepatch.

Turning, he walked through the comedically large open door.

"Say your fucking prayers, Omnis."

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