Fictions Mentioned:
Episode 25 - The Last Magic God
OP Song:
Adele - Skyfall (Lyric Video)
I am the Last Magic God.
Or so she was told. And so she had believed. For the proof had been staring at her for more than several decades. Or was perhaps a millennia or more so. She could not tell for time seem to have been non-existent in where she had ended up on.
For she was currently strapped into an operating table, helpless and disheveled, with multiple wires that were stuck to her person. She was quite naked in appearance, already lost her clothing and wardrobe that made and centered around her entire identity as a Magic God. And in turn, a lost of her dignity.
For she was Othinus.
And she had lost everything that she had officially held dear. Even the boy to whom she was entrusted with was no more. The young man by the name of Touma Kamijou. The person to whom Othinus had done such a terrible thing that could not just be forgiven. And yet, the young man still defended her in spite of what the entire world may have thought and wanted to do against her. Even with everything against her, the boy stood tall and face it all as they all made a run for their very lives.
By the end of it, she became such a small figure that took nearly 99% of her power, reduced to the status of a mere little fairy who would become the chew toy of a cat whose name reminded her of the Egyptian structures of old.
She thought that those days would last forever. She thought that she would get to spend more time with Touma Kamijou, the young man that she held a certain amount of understanding.
For was she not the understander of the young man to whom she had lived with over tens of thousands of years.
The boy that was known Touma Kamijou.
A most interesting man that she had ever had the pleasure of knowing. The one who had continued to fight on and on, until he had finally defeated her. Not through brute force, but by sheer will and determination.
Oh, she could recall the times when this young man had defended her from the entire world, something that even she had found to be mind boggling.
Why? What purpose did that serve other than for the other people that he cared for to turn against him?
Well, whatever the case, Touma Kamijou represents something of an enigma that most other people seem to grasp in mere straws. All except for her who she had the pleasure of knowing through nothing but the endless bounds of torture that the young man had been put under her.
Again, why did she do this? An arbitrary question at best, she supposed, considering that...
Her universe is gone...ACMI Universe-Prime is gone...And there's nothing left to go back too...Everyone that she knows both personally and in passing are dead, or is as close to dead as they can be. No. Not even a hint of any types of Phases that had numbered into an infinity. For they too were all wiped out. All of the layers that were to be applied over the entire universe which acts like a veil or filter, and changes how the world appears to be. Even the many religions that have affected them in some way...
They were wiped out...
"You are our prisoner now, Magic God. Escape is a futile endeavor. Surely, you of all beings must accept this by now."
She recalls something.
When did that encounter took place? Was it years? Was it centuries? Was it millennia?
She could no longer find it in herself to remember. But she recalls the chilling electronic and mechanical voice that bespoke of doom and gloom upon all. She recalls seeing the monster.
It was in the shape of burnished purple moto casing that bears a resemblance to a container of both salt and pepper, glinting dully. Golden sense globes, and extra slat plating connecting the grating section to the weapons platform. A mysterious dimensional plane was visible inside it's extended grating section, which also featured diagonal rings in rotating fashion.
"Why...Why do you still keep me alive...? Wha...What's...the point...? Why not just kill me...?"
She recalled asking this monster. She begged, she oh so begged for peace. She wanted to join everyone in death. She wanted nothing more than to see her beloved understander once more. She wanted that life back. Being immortal is nothing but a sheer curse upon thyself. And she wanted nothing more than to be rid of it if this was how this truly ended.
She had seen many beings and individuals within her lifetime. She had seen other Magic Gods, more powerful than her, stripped down from their hidden throne from on high by no one except the chessmaster who wanted the Pure World to replace all of the Phases if only to be rid of the sparks of magic. She had seen a demon from dwelled in the abyss that wanted nothing more than to destroy the world, only to be defeated by every player and the chessmaster united in a common goal for one single fleeting moment in time. And then, there were others.
But...
All of those battles became for naught when the universe that she had once belonged to was destroyed forever. Nothing could change it back. Nothing. For it was but the press of one single button, both literally and metaphysically. Then, she ultimately realize slowly that she got dragged into an eternal war where the concepts of 'space' and 'time' are nothing except to be made for the purpose of military might and authority.
Time is broken. Nothing that she ever could do would hold any meaning in this war for eternity.
The universe and all of it's phases? What use is that in the face of what lay ahead from beyond?
And thus, she simply gave up. For she could not die, neither could she live. Except being strapped to this operating table that had stripped her of her very own dignity. And in these moments, she could only spend her time crying softly.
"...Touma."
That was correct. After all this time, she had finally begun to say the name of her beloved understander. But it was far too late for even that was taken her. And thus, she had nothing truly left to live for.
But then...
She would slowly hear a rumbling sound. Explosisons were occuring from outside. A battle appears to be occurring. Sounds of unadulterared sparks were heard and causing a ruckus. The blast door connecting from one corridor to this room had exploded, with the door flying off straight towards the machine constructs, creating psychedelic sprakling effects. A moment later...
"Clear!"
She would see multiple men in white armor, with blue or orange markings, armed with advance rifles and carbines who were storming and securing the area in a professional and grim-toned manner. Accompanying them was a certain figure that she could not help but pay attention as this figure stepped forward towards her location.
This figure held a stern and determined face, with traces of symapthy and empathy that resounded deep within the soul, green-brown eyes that were quite old, if not more so than even hers, with a face that is quite cleanly shaven, and clean cut brown hair. The clothing that he wore consisted of a dark brown leather trenchcoat, a dark green-brown double breasted moleskin waistcoat, with 10 brass buttons and a fob chain attached to it. He wore tan corduroy trousers, a box-frame belt with several fastener pins and studded pinholes, and dark brown combat boots adorned with charcoal leather gaiters. For neckwear, he wore a knitted in a burgundy and ivory herringbone pattern. There was a bandolier that he wore across his left shoulder.
She would notice this figure carrying a device that was advance enough to cut the wires that were attached towards her entire body. Little by little, she was being set free. But the pain that she felt was still there.
Grimacing, she could not help but softly utter as she sees the man working in a concentrated fashion in trying to set her free, quiet and not responding, only gesturing his troops to destroy any traces of the machine constructs that kept her in bay, to which they obeyed most proficiently.
"...Wh...Who are you...?"
The green-brown eyes of the person, of the man who was trying his damnest to help her, would look at her eyes directly, softly uttering the words that seem to be filled with sadness.
"...I am the Doctor, and I'm getting you out of here."
ED Song:
Terminator Salvation - Break The Silence (Soundtrack)
Incarnation(s)/Regeneration(s) of the Doctor:
The War Doctor - A: John Hurt
New Characters:
Othinus - VA: Asami Seto
The Dalek Time Strategist - VA: Nicholas Briggs
501st Clone Troopers (STARS) - A: Temuera Morrison
7th Sky Corps Clone Troopers (STARS) - A: Temuera Morrison
