Ben 10 : Dark Destiny

Chapter 12: Wrath of the Multiverse

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The aftermath of the Voidbringer's retreat left Ben in a world still on the brink of collapse. The realm around him crackled with unstable energies, its twisted reality struggling to return to some semblance of normalcy. Yet, Ben knew the respite would be short-lived. The Voidbringer had promised more darkness, and this time, Ben had to be ready.

As he stood at the center of this chaotic realm, the Omnitrix pulsed with a surge of energy—a signal that trouble was near. The ground beneath him trembled as rifts began to tear open the fabric of reality, spewing forth more of the Voidbringer's dark minions. Unlike before, these entities were more formidable, their forms more solid and their power more palpable. They weren't just shadows; they were creatures of pure malice, embodiments of the void itself.

Ben braced himself as the first wave of these dark beings charged at him, their forms shimmering like black flames against the distorted landscape. He slammed his hand onto the Omnitrix, feeling the familiar rush of power as he morphed into **Cannonbolt**. In an instant, his body expanded into a hulking, armored sphere. He rolled forward, smashing into the first line of enemies with devastating force. The ground quaked beneath the impact, sending shockwaves that rippled through the battlefield. Dark entities were thrown back, disintegrating upon contact with Cannonbolt's indomitable shell.

But as soon as one wave was defeated, another followed, more massive and ferocious. Ben's instincts kicked in, and he transformed into **Rath**, the irascible and immensely strong tiger-like alien. Rath's sheer physical power was unparalleled, and Ben unleashed a flurry of strikes that tore through the void creatures with brute force. His claws raked through their shadowy forms, each swipe sending chunks of darkness splattering into the air. Despite their numbers, the creatures fell back under Rath's relentless assault.

"Let me tell ya something, Voidbringer!" Rath roared, his voice booming across the battlefield as he tore another creature apart with his bare hands. "Rath's not scared of you, or your minions, or your lousy cosmic tantrum! Rath's gonna send you packing!"

But the creatures were relentless. Even as Rath decimated their ranks, more rifts opened, and the landscape itself seemed to twist and pulse with dark energy. Ben realized he needed to be smarter, not just stronger. Rath's ferocity had its limits, and the battlefield was rapidly becoming too chaotic for brute force alone.

Ben shifted forms again, this time choosing **XLR8**. In a blur of motion, he zipped across the battlefield, dodging attacks and creating diversions that threw the enemy into disarray. XLR8's speed was unmatched, and Ben used it to outmaneuver the Voidbringer's forces, striking from all directions in rapid succession. The creatures struggled to keep up, their attacks flailing at empty air as Ben darted through them like a phantom.

But even XLR8's agility had its limits against the overwhelming tide of darkness. Ben could feel the pressure mounting as the creatures began to adapt, coordinating their attacks in ways they hadn't before. It was as if they were learning, becoming more intelligent, more dangerous. They were no longer just mindless drones—they were evolving.

Realizing the need for a different tactic, Ben triggered the Omnitrix again, this time transforming into **Big Chill**. As the spectral, moth-like alien, Ben phased through the ground, disappearing into the earth just as the creatures swarmed where he had been standing. From below, he rose again, his body encased in an icy aura. He unleashed a wave of freezing breath, encasing entire ranks of the void creatures in solid ice. The darkness recoiled, the cold proving to be a potent weapon against the void's minions.

The battlefield turned into a frozen wasteland, with towering pillars of ice and frost-covered enemies locked in place. But the moment of peace was fleeting. The ice began to crack, dark energy seeping through the fissures as the void creatures began to break free. They shattered their icy prisons with a force that sent shards flying through the air, and they returned to the attack, more vicious than ever.