Scrapped Stories

Re;birth Apocalypse [Original] Ch. 16: Destiny's Evolution

"Hnngh..." I flick at the horn sprouting from my head with irritation, while traversing the hellscape I've found myself on. My vision constantly blurred from the left side, probably due to my eye. We'd be most likely having a straight charge towards the Planeptune in the distance, if it wasn't for the sharp stinging in my eye. My weapons were completely destroyed during the battle with the Apocalypse Callers, so I've had to make due with a sharp bone I found in a massive bug's carcass. The worst part is, the Gehaburn Dagger was lost during the fight. I didn't have a chance to try to retrieve it before being sent through the portal. Rebirth is going to be pissed... I sigh, running my finger across the bone. "My best plan of action is to head towards Planeptune... Or... whatever that is... Wha~?!" The bone contorts and bends in my hand, as it moves around like it was made of rubber. It morphs into the shape of a blade with a handle, like a pirate's sword, only... made of bone. "What the hell is this...?" I do some test swings, as the blade cuts through the air, leaving behind afterimages that fade away after a while. "Woah... Neat~..." A bladed tail swings towards me, as I duck back, snapping out of my daze as I dive to the side, as an armored tail slams down on the ground where I stood. "Who's there?!" The two creatures looked to me, the one with the bladed tail looked like a mixture of a Fenrir and Dragon. Its wings were lined with Fenrir fur and claws, with its chest also having fur with claws lined in a 'V' shape. Its head was in the shape of a dragon's with a Fenrir's snout and ears, claws lined along the head like devil horns. Its tail was lined with sharp blades resembling Fenrir teeth with dragon scales on the edges, giving it strong armor for a more blunt attack. The other was a mixture of a Golem and Hraesvelgr, with the body of a golem and wings of a Hraesvelgr. The head was that of a Hraesvelgr's with rock armor, making it look like a knight. Its tail was a Hraesvelgr's with rock and metal lined along it, giving it a blunt edge, like a wrecking ball. "So, we have company? Alright then. I'll take you on." I dash towards the Fenragon, don't question my naming sense, blocking its tail swipe with the bone blade, as I slash across the tail, the blade cutting deep into the scales and the afterimages dicing up the tail into tiny bits. "The afterimages cut too?!" I leap into the air as the Hraesvolem, yes, I'm calling it that, slams its tail down, as I land on it. I run up the tail, reaching the body, as I drive my blade into its body. It screeches in pain as the afterimages tear apart its body from the inside, pulling the blade out as the Hraesvolem crumbles to dust. The Fenragon flies towards me, as I block the Fenragon's claw with left arm, using the bone blade in my right hand to cut off the creature's arm. It blows me off my feet with its wing flaps, stretching out its wings and launching off multiple sharp blades. I skid across the ground, scraping against sharp rocks sticking out. I extend my hand out, which scrapes along the rough terrain, finally stopping a good distance away. My palm missing some skin, with my left arm being accompanied with three large claw marks. "Ah... $#!%." I look up as the blades curve and launch towards me like heat seeking missiles. I roll out of the way as two fly past me, another three striking the ground beside me, as I sprint to my feet and around to the back of the beast, taking my blade and going in for a headshot. Five blades fly towards me, as I block the first three with my blade, as the remaining two strike my left arm, one of them ripping right through the arm and clipping my side. I run up the back of the Fenragon and drive my blade into its head, turning it to dust. My chest pounds, as I try to catch my breath, sharp pains running through my body as the wounds slowly start to turn black. My left arm falls limp, as the spot where the blade hit gives off a loud crack, the arm bending back with the skin around it ripping, revealing the fractured bone and flesh slowly being pushed out by black bone. The bone pushes through the wound, as the last bit of skin rips off, leaving my arm dangling by the fractured bone, which soon breaks off, as the arm falls onto the ground. I grip my shoulder in pain, as I fall to the ground, my screams ringing throughout the hellscape, as countless red eyes light up in a five mile radius. A sharp black blade rips out from where my elbow used to be, as the black bone grows into the shape of the arm, as a bony hand grows out on the end, with sharp black fingernails against the bony fingers. I look back to my right hand, as the wound in the palm revealed the shape of a skeletal hand. I slowly stand up, the bone blade in my hand having turned black, like my arm. I look towards the tower off in the distance. "I guess this is what they meant..." I glare over at the Planeptune variant in the distance, breaking off into a sprint. "Guess I'll just have to pay him a visit!"