Black smoldering ruins, still glowing embers crackle softly under the dark sky. The moon hung in its sharp crescent phase far above the carnage that was once a sprawling town glowing an ominous red bleeding across the sky making all stars shine and shimmer like red glitter that was spilled across the sky. Among the ruins lay various bodies in all shapes and sizes, some still alive, others not so much.
There was a sound that rang out, a sound that caused the living to look up from their comrades bodies, the sound of metal on metal. A clash of two metal weapons ringing throughout the ruins, the last "hero" was fighting for her life and the life of the others. She was fighting so the living could run away once again, that's all she could do now, help people run away from this THING.
The thing that stood across from the "hero" was a teenage boy, a self proclaimed god is what the boy declared so long ago. A battleaxe in the boy's hand pointed at the "hero" , a maniac grin etched across his face, toxic green eyes glowing with rage and hatred at the girl who stood across from him. "To think, you of all people would imitate HIM and cause this much chaos. You were so shy, so quiet like a dormouse and I loved that you were a little wallflower, now I can't fucking stand you and your meddling!" The boy practically screamed out charging straight forward poised to strike with his battleaxe only for it to clash with a broadsword the girl carried. Her face was pale, scratched to hell, dirt and blood smudged all over her clothes. The boy got up close to the clashing weapons close to the girl's face and began yelling. "You made it this way! You and your need to help out the underdog! You and your abhorrence of my society!" Pulling away the boy began slashing at the broadsword in a manic fashion just picking up his blade and slamming down his axe over and over.
"Your society" The girl scoffed softly, her bloodshot brown eyes narrowed "Your society be damned. You just wanted control over what was left of humanity after the apocalypse destroyed almost everything. A society that worshiped you as a god! A society that adhered to YOUR way was not a way to live. Government got humanity into this mess!" She yelled at him, her voice rough and raspy from overuse throughout the years. She forced her emaciated body to push forward with any force and weight it had left against the boy, shoving him away making a gap large enough where she could swing at him. She just needed to buy more time so whoever was left could run, that thought saddened her, the people of this town could not run for long just like her. She spent months running from settlement to settlement trying her hardest to gather friends and allies to oppose this would-be god only to get to the last town and all the people she gathered to fight hadn't even lasted an hour. An army of thousands and she was the last fighter.
A short slip of a girl starved and emaciated to looking almost like a living skeleton was all that remained of the army she gathered and yet she fought on. She was once just a shy quiet girl long ago, long before the end happened but the moment this boy rose up a "god" and tried to rebuild society in his image she and others turned to oppose him and his way. Power and government always ment dictatorship and pain and the boy hid every mark they believed. In the end she turned to violence to free herself and her friends.
Swinging her broadsword in a sweep forcing the boy away from her "You've killed so many of us, Dee please just let us live in peace, Please" The "hero" practically begged the boy now named Dee as he stood across from her once more, his face morphed from his grin to a furious scowl. "Look around Dee, there was only a few thousand of humanity left on this continent. You've killed the last of us, and the handful that was left are going to keep running as far as they can, far away from you and your tyrannical thoughts and ideals. You've lost." She spoke softly holding her sword in front of her, the sheer exhaustion, pain and hunger very clear on her face and within her voice as she spoke.
Dee's grip tightened on his axe and his arms began to shake "I've only lost when you are on the ground hacked to bits Alex, I'll get my perfect society either way. A world ruled by Me, My word will be law, I will be a god and no Anarchist like you will ever rise again once I find the last of those videos, no one will ever imitate HIM ever again" The manic grin once again slipped onto his face and he began to trudge forward slowly with his axe, his body looked as if he was sloshing through sludge with how he walked but Alex knew he was just as tired and exhausted as her.
Alex sighed softly looking at the ground she was so tired, she just wanted to sleep now but Dee was still walking toward her intending on killing her just to start the fucking cycle of Government, destruction, rebuild, government and destruction all over again. "Dee, Denis, I'm…I'm so fucking tired. There are so many stories where some brave "hero" decides to give their life to save the day and because of their sacrifice, the good guys win, the survivors all cheer, and everybody lives happily ever after. But the hero never gets to see that ending. They'll never know if their sacrifice actually made any difference. They'll never know if the day was really saved. In the end, they just have to have faith." Alex spoke softly hearing Denis stop walking for a moment, Alex dared to look up only to see rage and very dark glare directed at her. "You think you're a hero Alex, then you should die like one" Denis growled out picking up his axe over his head and began to walk forward.
"I intend to" Alex mumbled with a soft laugh, a smile pulled her lips gently as she let go of her sword. The moment the blade met the ground, there was a spark, a white light and then the world exploded around the two, The last mass explosion the world had ever seen and ever will see again.
The white hot burning light that consumed her felt as though to burn through her body and straight through her very soul. The pain of the burning was so intense it felt as if her body was consumed by the sun, her blood felt as if it had been replaced by lava and the light was so bright everything had gone dark. Then it was over in an instance.
Everything just felt cold as she lay in the darkness, the silence was consuming as if she existed in the nothingness of the color black. A soft chuckle brought the hero out of the dark forcing her eyes open. The first thing she saw was a dark starry sky with a moon so full and so large it looked fake. The next thing she saw was a red mist floating through her short grimey hair as if it was petting her head. Looking up she noticed the vague figure of a man within the mist, the blood red mist gave another chuckle as it, he looked down her prone form. "Hiya [—], welcome to my plane Your battle was so amazing and how you dealt with that asshole Denis, Nice to finally meet my one and only follower, My agent of mayhem and chaos!" His voice was deep yet clear and kind as he spoke with a smile in his voice and a laugh.
The plane of existence that was around them was a beautiful snowy expanse, the hills and trees covered in a fluffy white snow that seemed to just glitter with an orange glow. The sky was transitioning into a beautiful sunset casting an orangey red glow onto the snow. Off in the distance there was a wooden house with a horse stable connected to the side, the chimney was puffing out a gentle gray smoke that rose up into the endless orange sky. There was a lit fire pit close by giving off a warm glow but there was no heat associated with the fire within. "The sunset is eternal while you're here [—] this world was created by me but ultimately it belongs to you"
Her name seemed to be muffled when he spoke it out loud as if her voice needed to be censored for whatever reason. Looking at where the figure's face would be, she said "Who are you…?" her voice was soft and gentle as it used to be before the war. "Me? I'm Your God. When someone passes on a God is created or chosen for the new spirit. I actually used to be a spirit like you before, well it's not talked about anymore but yeah, I'm your God, The Anarchy God!" His mist-like body split apart making her realize he had arms which she felt stupid for thinking he was just a blob of humanoid mist.
"So I don't mean to interrupt your train of thought but there are two Deity class Gods to see you, The Cyber Creator Creation God and The Chaos Destroyer God, Primus and Unicron respectively" The Anarchy god grumbled angrily and sounded as though he was pouting making her look at the face of the mist body. It looked poofed out a bit which made her giggle, this god of hers was poofing out his cheeks and pouting, legit he was pouting about two Deities wanting to see her.
"Shut it!" The mist yelled at her before turning and with a grumble a very large mechanical like door appeared with a flash of light. The door was a dull gunmetal grey with harsh carvings inlaid into the metal. The door slid open and two figures stepped through. Two very large robotic mecha god people stepped through the door together engaged in what seemed like a very harsh conversation with eachother except the words were a series of noises, grinding, clicks, clunks, beeps and whistles which sounds absolutely horrible almost as if these two beings where fucking Fax machines.
Covering her ears she turned to her god and gave him a glare blaming him for the situation she was in now. "Hey hey [—] it's not my fault, they asked to talk to you and since I am not a creation or destruction god I can't say no to them." He grumbled before turning to the two robo-deities and yelled something in the noise language they were speaking, making them stop abruptly. She was really grateful since she had never liked the sounds of old fax machines, pulling her hands away from her ears she gave a light glare to the deities that stood above her, both gave an apologetic look down at the tiny human.
.:Apologies young one, I am Primus the god of Creation for Cybertron and any who believe in me:.
.:Yeah Yeah Cut to the point brother, the little demon warrior doesn't need to hear introductions.:.
This caused [—] to blink up at the two but more so at Unicron for calling her a Demon Warrior "I'm not a demon and who the fuck called me a warrior cause they are fucking liars, I blew myself to kingdom come as a last ditch effort to end it, I FAILED in the end. I Lost!" She yelled at the three gods who stood stunned tears finally bubbling over from all that she had been through in her short life. "You didn't fail, You didn't lose, You went out on your own terms and took out that fuckwit. I say it was a tie…and a tie isn't losing" The Anarchy mist spoke gently wrapping his see through arms around the crying girl as she angry sobbed, all her pent up emotions just pouring out.
.:Sweetspark, Listen to your god, if not listen to me. You were amazing, you saved a lot of lives. You lead an army against a madman while starved, tired and bleeding to death. You are even stronger than my own creations who have been at war for many of your earth millenia:. The towering mecha god slowly lowered himself to his knees talking as softly as he physically could. Primus' brother Unicron just scoffed at the situation before speaking.
.:As much as I can sympathize about war, pain and death there will be much more death if we don't get [-] to agree on helping us. Frag if she wanted to be a damn mary sue I'd agree if she thinks it could help now…LET'S GET ON WITH IT!:. Unicron yelled, throwing out his arms in a very dramatic way to emphasize the urgency of the situation they were in. "This also affects me as well [—] so we do need your help." Her god whispers petting the top of her head gently. "I'll listen, I won't agree to anything without details" She sighed wiping her eyes with the tattered remains of what was left of her threadbare sweater.
"Ok, so as you know I'm the Anarchy god, I'm also your personal god. The name is Technoblade, it's also going to be the name you'll assume if you agree to help. So, the situation is like this…Unicron was splintered away from the rest of his other selves, as a deity type god he is split between all the realms that hold his people, children and worshipers. Meaning he is the center point in a string of other Unicrons, a web of them exists just like Primus. Primus however has some degree of control of his bodies but it's slipping as if…these bodies were gaining their own central mind. Being an Anarchy god, I can see anything dealing with humans and the chaos they bring forth and I can literally see an entire earth blipping out of existence after a huge flood of chaos, fear and anarchy. It's honestly very terrifying for me to see all of that. Anarchy in such a short blip of its existence is like being flooded with caffeine and then immediately going through withdrawal. [—] The reason They are coming to you and me…is that I'm the only Human Anarchy god left, and you are the only follower I have, meaning you, You are practically a glass filling to the brim with my power." Technoblade chuckled, throwing out his misty arms exaggerating at the power he has and what she will gain if and when she chooses to help.
"So, you want me to help them with winning their war? Stopping a Rogue deity from destroying a planet? You're Nuts, You're all fucking nuts and I'm in hell" She grumbled glaring at the three deities who were now giving her puppy dog eyes, turning away she just groaned and face planted into the snowy ground. Tears just bubbled over once more, she just wanted to sleep, to finally be able to rest after so long.
.:We…can give you the best life you would ever want. Powers, money, guns, anything you want. We'll even leave you alone once your mission is over but please, Please for the lives of my creations help me:. Primus begged, bowing his head straight into the snow and ground making a loud muffled thump sound. Shifting her head to the side she looked at the deity class god as he shivered in the snow head still bowed.
"I know what you're thinking my warrior, and while you and I don't feel the cold harshness of this plane since it is ours, they do feel it, and they are freezing themselves begging for our help. Ultimately it's up to you" Techno floated over looking like a fantasy wisp before whispering to her so the others wouldn't hear him speak. Slowly she sat up sitting cross legged in the fluffy snow, it really didn't feel like anything but the others were shivering so this place must have been really cold to them.
.:Femme, we are offering you the world, Literally the world you would save will be yours to do whatever you want with. I'll even give you my follower gift wrapped and tied with a bow. Primus offer her something more!:.
.:Like what? All of my creations, my children and my planet? Fine. Femme please! Power, money, two planets, my creations and even a bit of my own powers over creation you can have it all:.
The two began talking over each other with all the things they were offering and even switching into that horrible Fax machine language of theirs making [—] cover her ears again. "FINE! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'll fucking help you and fix your damn problems just…stop talking" She screeched at the two lumbering deities making them freeze in place like statues. Technoblade just started laughing at the now frozen in shock deities who looked as if they swallowed lemon juice. .:You agree…to all that was offered?:. "Fucking damn it yes, whatever I agree I just want at least a year before I need to help with that shit so I can plan and crap" The glare she gave both of the cybertronian deities made them finch back and away.
"This is going to be fun my Blade~" Techno floated over wrapping a mist arm around [—]'s shoulder only for the mist to solidify. Like watching an old magical girl anime, the mist body of Technoblade began to solidify from the hand up to the shoulder.
Technoblade's form began to shape into a tall human with pink skin, his clothes were that of an old royal poofy shirt, button trousers and a red cape with white fur lining the neckline. His hair was very long pulled back into a low braid and it was bright fucking pink, a golden spiked crown rested on top of his head inlaid with different colored jewels that glinted in the sunset. The one thing that caught her attention the most was his eyes. Black sclera and blood red Irises gleamed with a hunger unknown to her and it made her never want to know what he was hungry for. "Your thoughts betray you Blade. It's blood, I hunger for blood but I'm an anarchy god first and foremost" Techno grinned showing off very sharp fang like teeth all the while ruffling her hair.
"Blade?" She asks swatting his hand away from her already fucked up hair not wanting it to look more like a rats nest than it was. "Yeah, like I said not twenty minutes ago. You'll be taking on My name once you agree to this. So I'll be calling you Blade while you keep calling me Techno like you have been in your head" He chuckled once again exposing the fact he could indeed read what she was thinking and she really just couldn't bring herself to care what he thought. "Right…Techno. When do I leave and where am I going" Blade grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. "Ah, You can't go out there looking like you do now brown eyes, brown hair and tattered clothes will not do. You're repping me now so you gotta look like me" .:She's also representing US so she must have a form that pleases us as well:. The Cybertronian gods spoke in unison at the lowly human anarchy god making him pout like a child once again for taking over his human follower with what they wanted.
"Okay stop. I want to be human at the very least, no bright ass pink hair or bubblegum pink skin either, I don't wanna look like a barbie." Blade interrupted standing all the way up and moved away from the pouting Techno. .:You must be a cybertronian:. The two spoke up again looming closer to the ground practically breathing down on the human and human like god. "Ugh, fine but I want to be blue, as for changing my human self I do want to keep looking how I already am but I will not mind having Technoblades eyes, and if I ABSOLUTELY have to be pink, a soft powder pink for my hair is fine I will do absolutely nothing if I look like pepto pink puke" Blade demanded with a cold glare at Technoblade then up at the two metal behemoths who flinch but nodded solemnly.
"Well… I have no objections. What about you two?" .:None here:. .:I want the femme to bear my symbol but other than that I have no other objections:. All three gods agree before looking down at Blade who was still looking uncomfortable and had her arms crossed.
"The Powers of Primus God of Cybertronian creation"
"The Destructive Power of Unicron The Destroyer"
"The Power of Blood and Anarchy from the God Technoblade"
"We agree to your terms!"
The sunset in the eternal sky of the snow plane flashed red, purple, blue and finally flashed back to its original orange glowing brighter and brighter until it consumed the entire realm. When the light was gone, so was Blade, vanished and set on her journey to "save" whatever world the gods said needed her help.
Technoblade looked up at the two Deities before turning back into his red mist form and floated up to their faces. "You…you really didn't give her all those things you promised her…right?"
.:We weren't supposed to?:.
.:I Thought she needed all the stuff we gave her?:.
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT YOU TWO, YOU ACTUALLY GAVE HER ALL THE STUFF YOU WERE LISTING?!" Techno yelled out his voice ringing throughout the empty expanse of the snow planes. Primus flinched, rubbing his audio receiver at the abrupt loud yelling. Unicron gave a grimace and looked away with an embarrassed blush on his face.
"We are fucking doomed. She IS AN ANARCHIST AND YOU BOTH GAVE HER ENOUGH POWER TO LEVEL A CONTINENT!"
.:Frag:.
So this is my first story that I've ever typed. Ive been writing for years but i hate typing since my hands are not that coordinated for a keyboard, its why i play games with a controller.
This is a sorta tribute to Technoblade since his passing ive been thinking and writing a lot about him being a god and whatnot and what better to do than an Isekai/self insert fanfic!
Anyway, don't expect updates weekly or monthly since im not fast in typing I'll update when i update.