Universe (Part 10) (FINALE): Final

Chapter 103

And the screaming stopped.

The city itself turned itself off at that very moment, as if everything had gone off, including the very people which all went silent. He than turned around, and there he saw Ultra standing right behind him. He felt at that moment his very presence, the fear, the evil, the sheer terror that came out of Ultra. As though a being which was never meant to be had became, and there it stood right in front of him. He didn't fear however, he stood there and looked at him in his eyes. The two of them stared at one another as if they were in a standoff.

"Brick."

"Ultra." The two of them say each other's names. It had been a long time since the two of them had met face to face with one another, they have met each other but not in this way. Last time they did was before the torturing and much time ago. It was as if Brick could hear the slightest movement of Ultra, and Ultra heard every movement in Brick, his very internal parts of his body that moved voluntarily and involuntarily. Brick knew that the thing standing before him was the one thing in his life what was wrong and it began to make everything else wrong. Every single problem he's had has been because of Ultra. All the death, the constant shifts between universes, the people he only sees in his dreams, his nightmares, his endless torture, all of if and tons more go back to Ultra. He had hatred within him for Ultra, and he couldn't help it. He was the one person who could have even the slightest chance, if any, that could stop the monster. And he now saw that the time was, and the time is now. Never again would a chance like this come up again.

"Twelve to zero, Brick."

"I know what kind of person you are, what kind of thing you are. What you do to people, what you've done. You're worse than the worst, you're something that I don't even want to think about but I have to every single day. I don't understand it, why you choose to do this, why do such evil?"

"You know it is."

"I know, because of your very being in itself works that way. And you have no feeling, no nothing. I bet you that before you and I saw you purposely downsized so you could look more fearful to me. You have to manipulate your own body in order to make it seem like you're not some fat tub of lard. And you know that's true."

"I know, and I don't care. I do as I please. This is all mine. The men, women, children, all of it is mine. I drink as I please, I eat as I please, and I can kill and torture however long and when I please. I created simply to do with as I please. All beings which are made from the same creator all follow a single principle, for me to do, to use, to kill, to have sex with, to drug, to torture, anything and everything. And I have done all of it."

"I know you have, you're a sick fool."

"There are no fools, as I dictate exactly that. And I say you are one for choosing your way of life."

"My way of life is right."

"I don't believe so, and it is wrong, and it shall remain that way forever." Ultra taunted.

"I've changed."

"You haven't changed one bit." Ultra lashes back.

"I have, I know I have."

"Those people, all of them are dead and you can't do anything. So you make up a god to make yourself happy. And many have done so. You're not the first to believe in a god. And your God is false."

"It is not false. And if I do believe in a god that is false and only to make me happy, than why is it that through god only more turmoil comes? Why is it that god has made trouble for me? I'll tell you why- because a real god allows that. God allows that, allows for trouble to come your way because God knows your strong enough. And to make up a god like so would only make me more miserable."