The figure slowly approached the man, its rifle reaching in his direction. He crouched even more behind the boulder and hoped the thing couldn't spot a thing. Clumps of rotting kelp and hadal parasites clung and jammed each mechanical socket. Every uncanny step of the figure sent shivers down his spine as the single tentacle prowled in its direction. The flashing, scanning lights merged into a center reticle, turning its head directly at the boulder.
Ren, it can see you, RUN.
(*BOOM*)
The figure shot a laser beam right at the boulder, splitting it into fragments. The man tumbled away across the gravel, singed stones pelted into his body. The figure leaped up and sent its blade down at him, which he quickly evaded by tumbling a bit more. The man stood up, brushing off the ash. Immediately the figure chased after him, blades swiping furiously, visor still blurred but he knew it was out for blood. The man tried to back away and show he meant no harm, but the thing did not care. Each streak of metal that lashed out at him made the man jump away, inching toward the molten magma pools. The frog had swiftly hopped away and hid behind the stones, far from danger.
"Calm down, I don't mean any harm!" He shouted, to no response.
He took out the blood thorn and summoned a few vines, which were spliced down as if they were flimsy weeds. He tried to blast it with lightning from the canon but it only sizzled down on one blade. They began to slash closer and closer until the edge ran across his left mandible, lining it with a streak of red. He stood there, silent. Aches dropped to his hands as blue serpents railed out the ends. They prowled and rattled and eyed the figure, it carefully stepping away into a more defensive position. Like a bolt of thunder, they struck at the thing, with force higher than the shot of a blunderbuss. Out of any control, the tentacles clenched onto the figure like a fist and slammed its metal joints into the obsidian wall. The man tried to reel them back in, but they persisted otherwise. Each bash of the thing sent screeching metal clanks as the lifeless body was dragged around the ceiling. In a desperate attempt, he plucked out the reaper tooth stuck in the only tentacle that was in control and sawed through the mana tissue connecting to his fingers.
Great, that just made it even more aggressive...
The thing dug itself out of the dismembered tentacles, three of its joints sparking now. It swiped out a gargantuan red and grey machine gun suited with a double rotary barrel and an infinity engraved on the body. It climbed up the cliff edge and cocked the colossal gun. The barrels swiveled around faster and faster until a helix of energy bullets streamed toward him. The man managed to roll away but not until the bullets began to split. They swarmed and bounced all around the entire cave in light, marking chiseled hacks into the stone. Dozens of small beams were pelted into him, which singed deep into his skin and left small smoking holes all over his body. Tentacles rose again from his back and bolted at the figure. They threw themselves onto it and began beating tooth and nail. Its sparking joints seized the gun and blasted another helix of energy, ripping away at the tentacles. It swung out of the rifle and pulled the trigger, attempting a blast directly into his chest. The man's eyes narrowed into slits as jolts of eldritch mana fluxed through his veins.
Before the beam could even hit, the tentacles dug into the barrel and tore the metal into several pieces, so quickly it was as if they just teleported. They then struck a single empowered tentacle across its arms and body, bending the alloy bars without a single care. They then followed with a blazing strike of the same tentacle right up the neck. The visor cracked from the impact as its body stood motionless. The man gushed out a cough of blood as he fixed his elbows. He laid down on the rimrock, with no energy to proceed any further. The thing eventually stumbled down and laid over the cavern wall. Coolant cartridges shucked themselves into the thing's head as the clouds blocking the glass began to frost. Within the visor revealed a tiny white squid sitting within the space. The small critter eyed the man with its three pearl irises for a few seconds, before standing up and sliding off the cliff. As the thing limped away to the exit crevices it tore off one of its sparking arms and threw it on the gravel. The frog carefully crawled out its hiding space and sat over his chest.
Well, at least it's over...hm...Cthulhu just, tell me. I know you're stammering.
...No simple lacerates could move with such agility and velocity...no...these are void-forged...
Hm? What are you saying?
Laurence, the power you wield, these tentacles, are eidolic lacerates. Weapons used by the eldritch that are capable of decimating cities, but yours are special. Void-forged lacerates have barely ever been seen before. They adapt to the power of the wielder and also the situation, as if they have a mind of their own; however, they bare a great amount of focus to control. You see, this gift is not to be reconciled with, with only slimmers worth of more progress, they can rival even the greatest powers of this universe.
Wow, sounds dire...Sorry, I don't have much to say right now...
Be careful, no mortal has ever bared void-forged lacerates before, overusing them to their sheer limit might eat away at your mind until there's nothing left. When you gain control of them expose them slowly or the force could combust your arteries. You still have much to learn.
The man pushed himself up and slid down the cliff. He grabbed the mangled metal arm up from the ground. Engraved onto the humerus it said '02 AB- NAUTICA'.
Why was there a squid in there?
Weapons: Void-forged Lacerates (not an item just magic), Abyss Shocker, Blood Thorn, Black Anurian
Tools: Magic mirror, Necronomicon stage: 1
Armor: (no armor)
Accessories: Eidolist cape (CalVan)
Health: 94/100