ILOVEITWHENTHEYRUN
It hadn't been hard to find where the bugs were.
I simply rejected the reality in which I couldn't find them, leaving only the one where I could. It was very simple for someone like myself to do this in a world like this, in a world that was simply fictional. If I didn't know that fact, I'd probably be some sort of hero or something, but as it stands I try and live a rather benign life.
I'd already gotten rid of the really big threat, one that could only be surmounted by luck, and I'd eventually get rid of those conflict-driven disasters known as Endbringers. The sheer fact that one of them had partially been responsible for some of my favorite shows not being here now bothered me tremendously, I wonder if they could feel fear?
It was something to think about after I got to them.
"Oh, I'm sorry that I left you hanging there." I apologize after I remember that I currently have a captive audience in front of me.
The dead corpse of the numb Oni laid cold and motionless on the ground, a giant metal screw grotesquely twisted through his brain along with other smaller ones peppering his body. I had wanted to see if he was going to say anything as I killed him, he grunted and groaned but not much else. I couldn't help the minor feelings of disappointment I help.
However, Bakuda's screams were just annoying. I didn't take much enjoyment from it honestly, I wasn't really a sadist or anything. I just liked to test out some of the more interesting things I knew about and see what the reaction would be to them. For example, Bakuda stopped screaming after the thirtieth time I put a screw through her chest, now she was kind of quiet.
Not dead though.
I wouldn't allow that to happen after all.
She had put up such a fight honestly, her and Oni Lee, but it hadn't mattered in the end. I was turned to glass, my skin was rotted away, my flesh ate itself, my insides melted as acid ate away at me, my very nerves had screamed in pain; None of it mattered at all though. Any damage that they did to me, it was simple enough for to simply get rid of it at any moment. I could've not gotten hit, but it was such unique experiences like that, that I liked to experience.
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"You were so lively when I got here, and now look at you. You're practically a corpse of yourself." I chuckle a bit as she whimpers, I knew it was a mean thing to do but I'm sure she's responsible for blowing me up, so I get to be a bit meaner than usual. "Now, once I'm done here the heroes are going to get a nice message from me telling where you are and your stupid little gang will fade away as I slowly clean up those that think they can keep doing this shit while I'm here. You, already know what to say to the heroes… don't you?"
She whimpered again.
I let her slump to the ground, her workshop was gone and her body was mangled to teach her a lesson. Do not blow up someone that is very willing to inspire the deepest terror into your very DNA so that you will never do something so idiotic ever again. I make sure to not step on her legs that I had broken with one of my trusty screws, I wasn't a dick after all, as I calmly made the trek out of their base.
Now, I have prior commitments to attend.
Taking one last look at the mangled and destroyed base that she had somehow hunkered herself down in, the corpses of many of the members of the Asian Bad Boys just here and there with screws impaling them in various vitals spots, the scent of iron was thick in the air. The slight smile on my face was that of a job done well, this would all end soon so why not have some fun while it lasted?
No, I stopped myself from thinking like that. After all, it was that sort of thought that seemed like some some sort of death flag for characters. For someone that was real like me, it was instead a sort of trigger to go down a sort of very bad path.
The Angel wouldn't like that, but then again I don't see very much of them anyways.
They were supposed to keep me on the straight and narrow for the most part, and they used to do that, but when I grew up they just stopped. I think they realized that it didn't matter anymore, that this world didn't really matter in the long run. Whenever they appeared they looked at me with sad eyes, like they were disappointed… not in me, but themselves.
I tried to not think too much about it.
It just made me feel worse after all.
I quickly found myself confronting the first of the sheep that I had decided to make a deal. I had made myself appear in the room with no hint of how, when, or why I was going to appear right now. His hands reached towards me in what appeared to be an instinctive grapple to protect himself, he's surprised when he suddenly stops moving. I smile charmingly.
"So have you thought it over? I know your boss seems to be the better option here, so I won't hurt you if you say no. Just know that your boss will probably end up dead within the next 7 days or so, or maybe not if I change my mind." I shrug my shoulders.
He looks at me, I can see he's trying to use his power, I don't let him.
I already know what he's going to say to me, it's written all over his insignificant face. I must seem like some sort of horrible monster who actively violates rules that remain unwritten, one that is currently threatening him even though I am very sincere in the words that I have said. It's very possible for me to do some real good, though I suppose my presentation doesn't leave much to offer on that terms.
I wait until he stops talking to speak.
"I suppose I can understand your unwillingness to work with me, I wonder if your friends will think the same?" I ponder to myself.
They will.
Though Sarah will probably take the chance if I let her understand my true nature.
It'd be mean of me to do that though, even with her power she'd probably die in the experience of trying to understand what exactly I am and what I can do. Then whatever work I did would be made null and void ultimately. I suppose the only answer is to take things into my own hands then. Things will be picking up soon so I should just end it now, end it before it even starts.
I feel stupid for not thinking of this sooner.
I walk out of Brian's room in this little loft that he has for him and his teammates.
I wave to Alec as he plays his game, he waves back surprisingly.
I look at Rachel as she stares at me, an instinctual fear in her eyes as she gazed at me. Her dogs huddled around her shivering in terror, but trying to act brave enough to protect her. I want to kill her dogs to see how she would react right now, at least part of me wants to anyways. I decide to ignore that part and walk out of their home. They'll be moving within the next day or so.
I go home and sleep.
The Angel and Baphomet wish me a peaceful rest.
They both had a resolute look in their eyes, I could only wonder what it was that they were determined to see through now. Maybe they had finally solved whatever problems they had between the two of them? That was good. They're the only things I know that are actually real after all.
7 days until the end of the world