Before The Fall (origins)

Blunder

Five.

No.

No, Krista, no, please, lock my powers.  Krista, seal it now!

Shitshitshitshit.  I can feel it welling up.  Oh god it's smiling.  It knows it's free.  I can't stop it this time.  The limiters I put up were just broken by Krista.

Tsk.  I'll make this work.  First, ugly skeleton dragon needs to burn.

One tendril.  Two tendrils.  Two more behind me.  It's weird how I can feel them coming.  Like ripples in the water.  To think that the shadow has it's uses.

No!  I can't be thinking that.  I've seen what this shadow can do.  I know how much time I have left.

Four.

Dodge.  Parry.  Swipe left, take out one tendril.  Regrouping appendages, eh?  Send some laser into that piece of shit, then dodge downwards.  Accelerate towards the wall, rebound, another shot at the eyes, two at the torso.

I can feel the darkness welling up.  I can feel it calling out.  It's so cold.  Endless cold.  The frost of a billion nights compressed into one second.

Three.

The shadows are enveloping me. Y vision is starting to blur.  Oh god, I can't see.  Magrathea I can't see.  Help me.

No.  Magrathea, get out.  That's the door closing.  Yes.  Good.  No one else, you ugly shit.  You and me.  Man versus...whatever the hell you are.

Two

I can't move.  Damn.  I can feel the swipe coming.  Dodge!  Dodge!!

That hurts.  I can feel the shadows pouring out.  Oh god it's so cold.  So very cold.  I can't move.  I can't see.  I can't do anything.  I'm useless.  A sitting duck.

Argh.  Another one.  That's one hard wall.  I still can't move!  Come on!  A bit more...

One.

Please...

Let me move...

I can't see...

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...

...

Ino?  I'm scared.

Zero.

Humongous plumes of black smog burst and spread, like tidal waves at high tide. They split and exploded outwards, creating a veritable sea urchin pattern of black spikes. Then, the spikes ebbed back, enveloping the Asura and smearing him in an oil like substance. The black ripples and blossomed across his body, taking control of every limb and organ and flesh and sinew. It was agonizing. The screaming made it worse.

Asura fought all the way, thrashing and struggling against the onslaught if pitch black, knowing fully that it was all too late anyway. There was nowhere for the shadow to be banished to. His mind was fair game now. And the shadow are greedily.

The entity, suddenly taken aback by the proceedings, tried a sneak attack through the haze. A tendril of ooze whipped at the heart of the other darkness, tipped with a point as sharp as any blade. It didn't get two meters before a ray of black light swallowed it. It didn't stop there. The ray sliced through the torso of the entity, not just destroying the ooze, but removing it completely. This wasn't a simple beam. Whatever it went through was erased.

Knowing that it was a matter of time that this new competitor unleashed it's full ferocity, the entity leapt at it. Completely dislodging itself from the bones of the dragon, the ooze coalesced into one sphere, and then burst forth. Like a tsunami, it was upon this new darkness. Poised to kill, a thousand blades of shadow surrounded the Asura.

In its calculations, the entity has made a mistake. This new creature had no concept of holding back yet.

A humanoid form writhed within the black cloud, and the entity was in paled by a column of shadow, erupted right from the figure's left hand. The entity sensed it before it was coming. It retreated. A wise move. But futile.

The entity caught a glimpse of the creature before it disappeared. Lithe. Humanoid. With skin as pale as parchment. It was bare from the waist up, wearing a kilt of black cloth, rippling and undulating as if it had life. It's left arm was completely wrapped in bandages, pitch black like its hair, with traveled unhindered towards its waist.

And the mask. Solid black. Reflective. And completely covering the face and forehead. It was terrifying. You could see your face as this creature took you apart piece by piece. Of course, that's what it did to the entity.

Beam after beam of black light showered the entity.  In trying to flee, it lost 90 percent of its mass.  Slowly, it was heading to 95.

Knowing that it was close to death, it retreated back into the World Gate Chasm.  Closing the door behind it, it performed it equivalent of heaving a sigh of relief.  Before it realized that the creature had entered the room, it had already lost 99 percent.  Almost brain dead, it fell into the abyss.

The creature looked up at the monolith before it.  It had no concept of lustrous, but it could see the reflection.  It had no concept of sight, but it didn't care anyway.  It knew it had power.  It knew how to use it.

But it was bored.  All this power and nothing to do.  So it developed a concept.  A way to alleviate its boredom.

We call it genocide.