Prologue
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The deep, musty smell of burning flesh ripped at his thoughts, but he had more important things to worry about. Five tall, armor encased men, stood as still as the statues that once occupied this chamber, anxiously aiming their WTF-26 standard issue military rifles at the strange figure in in front of them. They were trembling with fear, knowing that their lives just might end in less than a minute due to this powerful individual. Their thick metal armor was surprisingly easy to move in, with three indent lines splitting the suit into thirds. Inside these indents were blue lights, about five of them in each and about seven millimeters in size. They provided basic shielding from heavy blasts and explosive fire. The lines were also on their leg guards. Their helmets gripped the back of their heads tightly, the front a small T shape. The eyes were circular and lit up orange, with a small nose shape and mouth. A metal fin poked out the top of the helmet, two square targeting lasers on either side of it. The middle soldier, the commander, had an antenna attached to the front of his fin. Time was slowed to a quarter of its real rate for this being however, giving him time to notice all these little things. Light cluttered the smashed tiles through the broken roof, natural weeds and plants peeped through holes and crevices of this once great building, magnificent machines reduced to plating and wires, losing whole housefuls of ancient data. The commander gripped his antenna warily, ready to call for back-up if things went sour. This however, would not stop Overlord. A large semi-circle blade emerged from a rough, black handle and with a swift motion, Overlord chopped the far right soldier's neck, making him fall to his knees, blood spurting out from his neck and killing him in immense pain. Two streams of dark red power crushed the muscles of the two left soldiers, killing them instantly. The last trooper fired four rapid shots at him, but he swiped to the left, and he channeled a beam of green energy through his doom blade, blowing the troop into a thousand pieces, like dynamite in a box. Overlord sent a direct hit from the bottom his sword's hilt into the center of the leader's throat, retracting his blade as he did so, leaving only the hilt and a small dagger piece left. The captain was gasping for air, but still very much alive. Overlord reached down with his small, scarred hands and lifted the man's helmet off, tossing it aside into a pile of overgrown weeds. He telekinetically burst, burnt or blasted every weapon within one-hundred meters except his own before even beginning to talk. He stared menacingly into the man's face. He had dark skin and very short, even, black hair. His eyes were hazel and wide, and he had a large nose and a beard that covered his entire chin and jaw. Overlord tested him with fake fists and kicks, each time he flung himself back in a body of fear.
"What happened to the pulse matrix, WHERE IS IT," Overlord boomed at the shriveled figure, forcing him into a sense of utter terror.
"They were transferred to the Utani-Conrako science facilities eighteen hours ago, that's all I know of it," answered the man, desperate that he would believe him.
"How do I know you are telling the truth?" asked Overlord, even though he knew it to be true by sensing his brainwaves.
"I know the usual business, I'm going to die anyway, I just want a quick, painless death! said the man, suddenly no longer afraid.
"Thank you for the co-operation, you've probably just given some of your comrades another few days to live, because now I may kill them with revenge and justice in my heart instead of info seeking," replied Overlord, and with one quick strike, used his natural abilities to blast a strange blue light the mans brain, disabling it permanently.