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(The artwork above is not mine, credit goes to Neferity on DeviantArt)
Author's note: Update to this chapter will be for a later date, I need to get others done (- -;
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His mantled vision pulsed of a raw red... The veins leading into his pupils boiled of stress as their inflamed glow started to flare through the perpetual black surrounding his eyes... His blue hair had became muddled and bleached with dried rivers of red, maroon, and black while his saturated cloths and skin reeked of the collateral mortal lives scaled in infinites of casualties... This struggle of his that spanned over a slew of torn timelines, wreaked realities, devastated dimensions, and extirpated universes had found itself circling back to his shattered dimension once again. Traveler was clenching their right shoulder as he slid back on the ground, his inconsistent breathing singing a theme of his approaching limits. He shakily tugged his neck up to look up at 𝚑𝚒𝚖 and his dominating shadow with his eyes leaking rusted red down his face. He was stuck in a deadlock of power that he couldn't break...
He knew Z̸͙̞̤̦̊̀͠ä̷̘̭͉́ͅl̵̯̱͇̀̋g̵̛͍̥̠̞̼̩͗̇̊̒̌̚ợ̸̗͚̰͓̦͊̑͘ had infinite stamina, but had a limit to how much power he could output and damage he could withstand until he gets put out of commission. Meanwhile, he was finding himself being nearly out of stamina and on the verge of reverting back to his normal form. He knew that something was going to give that would be the deciding factor on who was going to win, but he didn't know whose favor it was going to go towards... He had his left hand let go of his shoulder and he began to charge it up with what power he had left within him to use it as a final attack that would put an end to their battle once and for all. Z̴̥͐̄́̑a̶̖̬͈̎̋l̵̛̩̳̣̇g̸͈͑ơ̴̯̝̗̋ seemed to followed suit as he had his fist starting to be surrounded in corruption. Both had their eyes lock together once again with having looks showing their determination of not wanting to loose before sprinting and having their attacks land on each other, then sliding to a stop behind the other... both then just stood there for a second wondering who was going to be the one to hit the ground first... It took a little bit, but it was eventually he who found himself falling onto the ground. His crimson and black aura disappeared and so did the eye as it then changed back to being cold blue, though still retaining the slit. He couldn't even try to get himself back up with his left arm being broken enough to be rendered useless, having all of the internal damage inside of him starting to take its toll, all of the gashes and reopened scars bleeding out more of his blood, and having the effects of using that dark power starting to break down his body from the inside out. He heard in his mind countless unknown voices screaming at him to get back up, but that just wasn't possible for him anymore... he had truly been beaten...
Z̷̡͓͍̰̲͎̿̃̈͜͠á̷̛̞̫̈́̐̋̔͝l̴̡̨̮̣̱̞̍̄͝g̶̤̖̤̋o̷̰̫̯̓̏͌͐̀͒̇ , though still heavily injured, walked over to where Travler was and gave a chuckle. ""̸̺̋F̶̢̅ọ̵̡̑r̷͕͛ ̴̝͐a̵̯͛l̴̨̫̎̚l̵̘̓͌ ̴͔̑t̶̤̤̾h̷͖̼̚ă̴̯̑t̷̰̣͌͂ ̴̟̈y̸͓̬͐o̵̪̿͋u̵̦͗ ̵̟̄͆ḩ̶̣̀â̷̳͐d̸̻͑̊ ̶̖̉̉d̷̹̤̿̾o̵̼̦͑̉n̵̫̫̓ẹ̷̠͌.̶̈́͜.̷̩̋̀.̷̜͛ ̶̣͛́I̸̠̪͒͗'̶̺̃ͅl̴͕͂̅l̷̰̝̏̇ ̶̙̍̐g̴̥͑̎ö̸̢̃ ̶͍͐̉a̴̼͌h̷̯̥͐ȇ̷̩̜́ȃ̵͇̼̒d̵͕̍ ̵͔̑ä̵̱̲́n̸̟͋d̵̲͎̆̈́ ̸̳̾͝s̷̤̞̆a̴̦͊̊y̶͚̌ ̸͕̥̒ẗ̷̩́̇ḧ̵̼á̴̳͠n̸͎̥̐k̶̢̟̀̚ ̸̱̑y̶̹̾̔o̴̝͑̌u̵̮͒̀ ̵̳̮͐f̴̰̄̂o̷͔͙͠r̷̤͕̈́̅ ̶͔̖̌͋g̵̰̩̋į̷̽̀v̴̨̐̈́ī̷̜̎ń̷̠̔ğ̶̭̣͝ ̶̥̔͝m̷͚͑͊ĕ̵̤̥͘ ̵̢̀s̴̜̎̆o̶̥͛m̴̘̲̐͝ė̷͔͓t̸͕̗̊h̶̢̡̀͝i̶̭̻͌͐n̵̖͗ͅg̸̣̊͂ ̵̣̩̍̒t̴̟̽̽ó̸̥̰ ̴̻̉e̶̼̿̕n̷̛͇j̶̖̫̋͗ọ̸̤͘̕ỳ̵̧ ̸̱̜̔b̶̠̍ḙ̶͛f̵̮͇̚ǫ̶̒r̴̛̲̽e̴̘͚̓ ̶̯̿c̵͇̬̿̓o̴̭̹̓r̴̡͎̈̑r̴̽̀͜ū̸̹̬͝p̴̘̐͜t̸̞̓į̴̼̇n̸͚͎͊g̸͓̘͌̑ ̴̜̆̋t̸̜̬̾h̵̠̩͑̐e̶̲̍ ̴̞̤͊̚r̸̤̉e̵̛̹̱̽s̸͔̳̐̕t̸͇̅̏ ̴̙̈́ơ̶͎̑ͅf̶̲͎͘ ̶͖̈t̴̬̒͋h̶͚͌ḛ̷̭̾͠ ̴̡̛̹̍M̸̛̝͇ȕ̵̮̫̐ĺ̷̳͚t̷͇͘͝ì̵̺̦v̶͙̊ḙ̸̬͝r̴̉̚ͅs̶̗̅e̸̳̭͘."̸̣͉̚.̵̞́́.̴̜̰̀̄ Z̴̥͐̄́̑a̶̖̬͈̎̋l̵̛̩̳̣̇g̸͈͑ơ̴̯̝̗̋ said to him before continuing, "̴̱͍̄̑b̵͙̲̀̂ư̸͈t̵̺̉ ̷͓̀a̸͚̿̌s̵̱͂͋͜ ̵̮̃͝I̷͇͠ ̶̻͒h̶̭̅͌à̵̧̲d̶̯̄̎ ̴̘̘͐b̶̟̗͘e̷̹̲̎͘f̶̯͓̋ő̷̬r̸͖͌̾e̶̼̥̚ ̴̝̍̐w̸̫͋̈́è̸͙̂ ̷̞̦̈́b̵̠͕͝ḙ̵̞̓g̷̪͈̊a̸̞̤̐n̶͍̉̍ ̷͙͙̽͘t̷̮̀h̸͉̄e̵̙̺͝͝ ̶̡̊͑f̷͈̣͗̕ĭ̶̢͎̕g̸̜̑h̸̭̦̓ť̵̠,̸̛͖͐ ̸̭̀̑I̷̛̪̳̽ ̶̻͙̒͑t̸̯͑̅h̴͇͑͠i̶͚͂̏n̴͕̄k̴̜̉̈́ ̵̦̤̑í̷̪͈̃ț̵̙̑̂'̵͇̩͑s̶̜̈́̚ ̵̙͊t̵̼̝͌̈́i̵̙̍̇m̵̠̺̂͒ẻ̴̩ ̷̙̾t̵̖̗̓h̶̪̤̿a̷̙͉͛͝t̶̲̃ ̸̢̛̼́Ĩ̷͔̮ ̸͔̊̓f̴͇͂͌i̶̙͗n̴̢̻͊̃a̴͚̍l̸̲̐l̸͙̐͆ẏ̶͜ ̷̡͇̆p̶̛͕̯̈ǘ̸̠t̴̳͠ ̶̻̐͠y̸̧̓o̷̦̿̐ù̸̘̌-̴͍̪͌͆.̴̠̒̒͜.̵͚̹͑.̶͔͍̄͋"̷̹̉̒ͅ Z̷̪͠͠ă̵̻̎ľ̴͈͝g̵͇̎̊o̶̲̝̔ said before having his grip on Travler weaken and then having his arm; eventually his entire body turn into embers and ash. He had done it... He was able to barely beat him once again and he wasn't going to be back for a while... but it seemed like his time was up too. He had his fatally damaged body begin to fall towards the ground, but found that he had been saved by Z̸͙̞̤̦̊̀͠ä̷̘̭͉́ͅl̵̯̱͇̀̋g̵̛͍̥̠̞̼̩͗̇̊̒̌̚ợ̸̗͚̰͓̦͊̑͘'s body becoming a rift that started to tear up the space and time around him similar to that of a black hole. This tear sucked in Destroid at the last second, saving him from hitting the ground...
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FantasíaWas it their blinding stubbornness and determination to do good for their world? Being pure of heart? Being the symbol of hope for all to look up to? Or maybe... was it just having the power to change one's own destiny or even fate for the better? ...
