There's a legend, known to all in the Ultradimension, of the demon at the top of the Cursed Hell Devil Death Bloody Spectral Tower. Although, many had passed this aside as just a myth and continued with their lives, unaware of what was really going on. The CPUs had kept an eye on this tower and the supposed 'demon,' but never got anywhere. The CPUs, with Iris Heart leading them, went to investigate the tower, but they found nothing at the ten thousandth floor. They ended up leaving with a clear decision, that there was no demon. They eventually made a public announcement, which seemed to put the citizens at ease. Until...
"So... This is where you were hiding." A male teen with white hair and a sweat leather jacket stepped out in front of the demon sitting on a throne. "And who might you be?" The teen reached into his pocket and pulled out a small crystal. "Someone who's going to be taking over this tower." He crushed the crystal in his hand, sending a wave of pressure out as chains wrapped around the demon's body. The teen stepped forwards, glaring at the demon with cold eyes. "Pathetic... You can't even defend yourself." He snapped his fingers, as the chains morphed into razor sharp wires. "Say goodnight." With a swift motion, the wires tightened, as they sliced straight through the demon's armor and into the flesh. "Who knew there was a floor hidden right above the ten thousandth floor... The designers must have screwed something up while building this. I'll have to write a complaint to the writers." He sat upon the throne, while monitors appeared in front of him. Each monitor was set on a certain floor of the tower, with tabs for the rooms on those floors. "To begin... I may as well get rid of this." He pushed a few buttons as the elevator on floor four exploded. "There. Now no one is going to cheat. ...Well... They could just fly... Did they forget they can do that? Isn't there a window up here?" He stepped down from the throne and to the center of the room, as several orbs of energy appeared around him. "Time to get this show on the road! It's SHOWTIME!" The orbs disappeared as the monitors lit up various colours. "This'll be fun...!"
(POV Change: Raidea)
"You goddamn Zwei Cleaver!" I threw my game controller at the ground in rage, dying yet again to a Dark Souls boss.
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Scrapped Stories
FanfictionThis is a compilation of all of the stories that I've scrapped over the years. Remember that these were written over the course of five years, so the writing may not be up to date, or written well. DerpySound helped in some of these stories, so be s...
