A giant golden book with a green hourglass symbol appeared from the empty space as it opened up its pages...again.
The Forgotten Ben's: Chapter three, Call of the Yag'Zathothrix
Xxxxx
-USA, outside Bellwood-
The sky trembled, lightning struck the land, and the great and terrible Diagon, the great one, the dragon, the knowledge bringer, the destroyer, looked over head its unfazing red eyes looked upon the ants below as its many tentacles writhed and twisted across the sky like endless serpents. For today was the end of the universe, the end of mankind and the age of the Old One!
The one hero capable of stopping him was face down on the ground and battered to all hell.
His allies broken and bleeding on the ground as the armor of Saint George laid there, shattered and broken as the hero of the universe, the ender of the Highbreed Invasion itself, was broken.
On the left of the human was the ultimatrix, Albedo's finest work and the pinnacle of forced evolution lay shattered on the ground, its core destroyed and the arm attached to it oozing dried blood and snapped bones.
Ben looked to the side with a dead look, one that showed he couldn't fight anymore, one that knew it was all over.
For he saw the power of a god, one that resisted the energy absorber the tyrant Vilgax used like it was a simple thorn, one that instantly snapped the sword Ascalon with one of its many limbs like it was a twig, one that turned all he knew and loved into the Esoterica, the servants of a power no mortal could comprehend.
And now, he was the only human left on the planet, a simple human with no more tricks, no more jokes, no more heroics, just the hopelessness of a bacterium against a deity that knew no mercy or love.
'I lost...I couldn't save everyone...what kind of hero am I?' He thought while his mind started to wander. 'How could this happen...to me? Again.'
BOOOM!
ZAP!
Rain started to fall as the broken hero felt like all of his usual tactics were worthless against a god like the Diagon.
'Not even Way Big was enough…nothing was.' He thought while something flashed into his head, something Hope did on one of his adventures.
The summoning of an Old One.
The hero blinked once while he slowly formed a plan, one that will kill him, but it would give the earth a chance to live on. He tried to push himself, but it took everything he had in himself.
The god looked down as the hero slowly rose up, blood dripping from his now destroyed right arm. "You still resist? How foolish."
He started at the god with a small smirk of defiance. "Yes...but I maybe a little foolish for trying this." 'I hope I remember that spell.'
The Old One looked at him with an unchanging expression as the ant's eyes glowed pink and he started to chant.
"Ab-Ri Y'ai'ng'ngah Du-An H'ee-L'geb Pad F'Ai," He said as the ground started to shake and the sky split apart as the plant life began to decay.
"You dare to chant that spell! You shall perish."
"Throdog Libir Digir Kun Uaaah Gukin Htohtos-Goy!" He finished while an otherworldly silence came into existence, one where even the eternal emptiness of space would be considered loud in comparison. That's when a huge crack went off that made Diagon himself flinch, but briefly before there was a rumble.
The air cracked and the barriers of sound broke down as the crack opened up and caused something primeval to distort the world itself, freezing all like a permanent winter, leaving only the human capable of movement.
He looked confused before appearing in a dark, empty place covered in unexplainable muck and orbs of various descriptions. "Hello?"
The muck slowly rose up as the orbs moved around like waves in a deadly hurricane, glowing various shades of color as the muck formed several tendrils and moved around the broken hero.
He panicked while seeing a large silver gate in the center of the muck, covered in chains and looked like a maw, stuffed and unable to eat or speak.
"Zx Xzjav-xz ayah." spoke a voice, unknown to all yet understandable at the same time, which echoed across the dark plane like a sonic boom. "Yx'drazijk."
"Are…Are you the one?"
The tendrils wrapped around the hero while the gate rose up, its many orbs slowly crawling towards the apparatus and took the form of unblinking eyes. "Xkyax-vzax'xavkja."
'Oh God above, I can't even speak right.'
"Why have you summoned me?" The voice spoke while taking the form of every language known to any living thing, alive or dead. "I know your answer, but I see no magical talent or worship of the formless ones in your soul. So why summon me, amuse me with this question mortal."
"I have no other choice." he groaned out while going dry in the throat. "Everything….everyone...my home...I couldn't save them all."
"Yet you called upon me. How noble yet so foolish." The being said with indifference. "Humans such as you always crack in the face of a predator. To think, the mighty Benjamin Kirby Tennyson, the hero that brings peace in the future, would beg for help like a common slave."
"Please, I have no choice. I wanna save my home, my friends and family, and calling you is the closest thing I have to any other chance to do it."
"Unfortunate ant. You know not the being you have brought to this plane of existence. Nor the consequences for such 'help'."
"I'm desperate." He said. "I need to save my home."
"Poor fool, to be broken beyond repair. Just like Eon, the taker of time." The orbs moved around while the gate moved closer and closer to the human. "Time I alone command, the time of curved perfection."
"Please…I don't have any other choice."
"You will gain what you seek. That is your fate, but the cost will be greater than you shall ever know in this life and the next."
"Then I'll take it!"
The tendrils moved around Ben's body before pushing into the stump.
"Then take the power of the Great Old Ones and of the Outer Gods themselves." The voice said while the tendrils and muck continued to penetrate the stump with its unearthly substance.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Ben in horrible pain feeling his body shake and spasm while being filled with unimaginable pain.
The muck and otherworldly material continued to enter the husk of a body while it oozes out of every orifice in his body and his simplistic brain became crammed with forbidding knowledge.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed before a tendril shot out of his mouth as his arm began to regrow into something...not human.
The arm twitched and fused together as it became a crimson purplish color, thick claw like nails of pure bone formed from the fingers, blackened slime like scales oozed from the muscle and took the form of a gold lense with thirteen orbs fused to the sides and were glued together by viscous yellow like ribs that seemed to twitch and breath upwards and downwards like a living organism.
Ben cried out more while black veins traveled up to his head. His hair became as white as snow, the once green eyes slowly dimmed and became as black as sin, his clothes fused to his skin and became an organic mass of green and black that seemed to move like pulsating parasites as glowing eyes appeared on his neck and shoulders. He felt his head dip forward and tried to catch his breath.
The tendrils moved away as a small ball was pulled out of his body and dropped into the void, turning into another orb in which the unholy abomination used to 'see' the vastness of the machine known as the world.
"Arise. And bow to me, Yog-Sothoth, the lord of time and one of the Outer Gods that once ruled the dream made real." The mass of vacuous muck spoke with an indifferent tone.
Ben slowly rose up with a blank expression on his face.
"You shall defeat Diagon, the Great Old One, and take his essence into your new weapon." The mass spoke while a tendril pointed to the new arm. "The Yag'Zathothrix, the nexus of the sleepless gods. Now go, fight and conquer, bring our brothers and sisters into the dream once more."
"..." he nodded before he found himself back in the valley, the world still frozen within the thrall of time. He looked up at Diagon as time began to resume.
The great god of a million dimensions looked at the ant and narrowed its eyes. "So, you are one of his thralls, no matter you shall be destroyed."
Ben looked at the otherworldly lifeform before saying. "Zxzkyx."
And just like that, the area became supercharged with energy as the half Anodite and the half Osmosian regain consciousness and became healed as if they were never hurt in the past.
"What?!" Diagon let out in shock.
"Xzylxa'xzl." He simply said before taking a step forward and twisted the lense on his arm. "Vxro zxime'z."
FLASH!
A black flash of muck and energy covered the figure as titanic worm like humanoid with no eyes, a long tentacle like head, large tendrils on its body, multiple black clawed arms, three reptilian like legs with three toed feet, a large open hole under a puss covered face and sharp teeth as a golden lense was placed in its upper right shoulder.
"Nyarlathotep, you dare summon the gate keeper and the Faceless God against me? Me! The great and powerful Diagon?!"
The giant moved its left leg towards the god before vanishing into an 'line' between space and slashed the god with its claws from said space beyond the dragon's reach.
"AHHH!" hissed Diagon in pain.
FLASH!
The giant appeared again but taking the form of a giant ball of flames with a golden lense in its mouth as it opened its pointed mouth and shot white hot flames at the god.
"AHHH! You may have Cthugha's form but you shall not defeat me!" roared Diagon before firing two beams from his eyes.
The fireball absorbed the beans and grew in size before sending more flames back at the god, its heat scorching the earth below. Diagon though vanished from his spot and reappeared behind the fireball.
"Enough!" He yelled as he summoned a great storm that extinguished the ball of heat.
FLASH!
Only for the area to freeze solid as a massive humanoid with pure red eyes, a skeletal appearance, a gold lense in between its brows, sharpe sword like fingers, harpoon like teeth and covered in a viscous blue fur, appeared and grabbed the deity by the face as ice formed on his face.
"Ithaqua...the White Silence…" He said while getting completely frozen as the lense on the being's forehead started to absorb his essence. "Clever...little...an-"
FZZ!
And like that, the destroyer of a million realms, froze to oblivion by the Great Old One's icy touch.
All the while the hybrids slowly got up and saw the carnage around them, the frost, the decayed life, and the scorched landscape that will never again bring forth life.
"Ke...vin?"
"Yes…?" He said while in complete shock.
"What...happened?"
"I...I don't know." He got out as the giant changed back, in an extremely painful and unnatural way, as Ben stood there, unmoving and silent as a statue, his clothes twitching like veins.
"..."
Gwen saw her cousin and gasped.
"Ben?!" Kevin let out with wide eyes.
"..." he kept on looking down as Gwen ran over to him.
"Ben!" she spoke and got in front of him and held his face.
He looked at her while the eyes on his body stared at Kevin. "..."
"Tennyson? What happened to you?"
"..."
"I think he's in shock." Gwen concluded. "We need to get him medical help stat."
"I don't think this is a medical emergency. Just look at him!"
"..."
"Come on Tennyson, say something!"
"..." he looked at them while unmoving and unblinking.
"Ben? Ben please, say something."
"...Shub-Niggurath." He said as one eye started at Gwen and another at Kevin. "Aiueb Gnshal…"
"Uh, Shub-what?"
Ben looked at them while his hands started to glow an unearthly color with orbs of darkness taking shape. "Sub-Niggurath...Aiueb Gnshul…"
SQUISH!
Both became deathly pale as Ben impaled them in the chest with both hands as something squirmed inside their husks.
"Zxaxz'xz Sub-Niggurath! Xzzkzxzl'xza Aiueb Gnshul!" He cackled while making a buzzing sound the likes no human has heard in their short time on this planet.
"AHHHHHHH!" Gwen screamed in pain while Kevin tried to yank the hand out.
Ben pulled out as tendrils of muck and disease latched onto the humans and he simply pointed to both. "Sub-Niggurath. Aiueb Gnshul. R'born!"
They groaned in pain before an excruciating pain enveloped their bodies and souls while patches of black pus formed on the now open cavities. They rolled on the floor or clawed at it with Kevin trying to move towards Ben with a scowl.
But that was when the boy saw his skin turning pitch black as multiple eyes sprouted painfully from his hand and down his arm like a cancer with his body becoming a formless mass of umbra.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Gwen screamed in pain as her body contorted as large horns appeared from her head that twisted into thorn like tendrils, her body bloated to the size of fifty whales before exploding outwards and formed two large black hooves, an endless mass of stomach that seemed to leak a back tar like substance, and her hands began to change into claw like tentacles.
As for the human, he was watching them both with anticipation before walking off and into the night.
"Zxzzzz'elv t'hesz wor'ld'a!" He cackled while the sounds of screams and unearthly bellows rang across the valley, marking the end of man and the rise of the Outer Gods once more!
A strange yellow symbol flashed on screen as the viewers started to see the inevitability of loss and insanity taking over.
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Name/Designation Title: Ben Tennyson (Soulless Ben- SLBen)
Age: 16
Affiliation: Bad
Dimension: 3361234233- 0071 SLB10
Trix/Abilities: Yag'Zathothrix (corrupted ultimatrix), abilities of an Outer God, resurrection, forced deity transference, understanding of lovecraftian languages,
Aliens used: Way Big (Now lost)
Outer Gods/Great Old Ones used: Nyarlathotep, Cthugha, Ithaqua.
Bio: This Ben is similar to his prime self except for two things, one the battle against the Diagon ended in the worst possible way imaginable and he traded his soul to the Outer God Yog-Sothoth, the Opener of the Way, to gain the power to stop a Great Old One. He got his wish in the form of the Yag'Zathothrix, a corrupted ultimatrix that allows one to gain all the powers of an Outer God and transform into them as well. Once heroic, he is now an instrument for the wicked god's revival, thought the forced possession/deity bestowment upon all his friends and family to create his 'real' family. In short, an instrument of complete colonization.