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This is a spoiler to my other fic or a sequel if you will.
chapter 1
Dying fucking sucks.
But seeing the look on that bitch's face as she burned to death with her entire realm was cathartic.
I'll miss those little buggers of mine. They would do the guys proud now that they're my successors.
Kinda tired right now. Just used my Bankai's last resort. The flames aren't hurting me, but they're burning my entire body. I can feel myself losing consciousness slowly.
Hey, Kathool! Aren't you going to jump yet?
I heard my eldritch horror friend make a sound akin to a snort.
I'll stay with you here until you take your last breath.
Oh, thanks. Now I feel bad. I failed my part of the deal.
I failed to make him a god.
Don't be.
I snorted at his words. How low I have fallen for a Lovecraftian horror to comfort me in my imminent demise.
As the flames creep all over my body, I feel sleepy. Is this what death feels like?
Take care of them for me, will you? Friend?
Whatever answer he tried to give, I didn't hear it. I'm already dead.
The first sensation I feel upon waking up is my touch.
I was on the ground.
Waking up fully, I sat up from my position. Now that my eyes were open, I surveyed my surroundings.
It's like a war zone.
I'm on a devastated street. It was akin to a warzone with crumbling infrastructures, fires, and dead bodies. There were lots of dead bodies. Some were recognizable, while others looked like they had been put in a blender. Others were just huge stains of red. It was a macabre of murder and carnage that I appreciated.
I snorted at the morbid thought. I'm a sick son of a bitch.
Then, my hearing returned.
I first heard it as a buzzing sound before adjusting to the sound.
It was a scream. A very long, annoying scream.
Looking in the direction of the scream, I'm surprised to see it coming from what looks like a love child of Ezrajal.
A multiple-winged angel screams and fights various other figures, but I can't see them from afar.
But I can clearly see the picture. The angel is the bad guy, while the people fighting it are the good guys.
It was too obvious when an angel absolutely shredded a guy using telekinetic rocks like a blender.
Sheesh, it's like watching a bunch of noobs fight a Void Lord. Might as well help a little.
In a flash of darkness, my old trusty weapon appeared from my soulscape. The Yami no Ronin sword, a black katana forged from my very own soul.
Despite being shaky, I stood up and breathed in Zenitsu's sword stance.
Soul Breathing First Form:
Flash
In an instant, I moved. Using my natural speed and enhanced capabilities of my breathing style, I immediately crossed the distance between me and my target in two seconds. The first one covered the entire ground while the second one was my airtime when I jumped.
The Ezrajal rejecte covered herself with a telekinetic barrier made from debris, but I cut through them or used them as platforms to reach her.
Navigating through the debris, I flash-forwarded to ending it. One swing aimed at the neck would do.
Slash
In an instant, it was over. Its head flew off as I passed through her barrier. To onlookers, it would be just a black blur taking its head.
I then landed in a ruined mall with a crash.
But it's not over yet. I cut off her head, but I can still feel her presence overwhelming the others.
I turned around to see its floating, headless body retreating away.
So, that thing had a survival instinct after all.
If that thing hadn't retreated, I would probably have killed it with my shikai to power through its immortality or whatever keeps it alive.
But now it's gone. No bother, no point crying over spilled milk.
Now, where am I?
The place where I woke up is Canberra.
I'm back on earth but at the same time not.
This is different.
The main difference is that it's 2023 back on my original Earth, but this Earth is 12 years behind because the year is 2011.
Second are capes.
Yeah, there are superheroes and supervillains in this world. Cool, right?
Fucking wrong.
This superpowered idiot is fucking around with others while there are three chaos-level threats running around the planet! Like, what the fuck, man! Even Sepulcher knew when to man the fuck up and join together to take out a greater threat.
BUT NO!
These motherfuckers are too busy jerking off with their powers or pursuing selfish agendas. The government is even worse.
What happened to the UN?
Superpowers suddenly appear, and the first thing you do is wage war.
Man, this world is a clusterfuck.
Nazis are ruling Europe; China took its communism to the extreme, and other countries are weaponizing capes.
Do they not even see the three goddamn threats to the human species?
Then, there is a third.
The Endbringers.
Fighting that bird-angel thing called Simurgh allowed me to see and reach some conclusions after the fight.
That thing is a toddler, or so I think.
Either it is holding back a lot or it does not have the capabilities to be imaginative.
Its telekinesis is weak. I saw Void Highlords create railguns out of their weapons using pure telekinesis. Simurgh's telekinesis was weaker than that and it had a manton limit, meaning it couldn't affect biological objects (i.e., living things).
It also had no fighting instincts or skills at all.
Oh, it did see when I flashed once, but it was too slow to react. Its telekinetic application is also too basic.
Just using it, whatever ammunition it has to kill whatever is in its way.
Yes, a tornado of debris and what-nots is fatal to normal people, but come on! They have a lot of guys fighting it for crying out loud.
The same also applies to Simurgh's siblings.
Leviathan is a tricky opponent that relies on its echo and water powers, which are supplied by its more agile build. It's a formidable opponent, but I have no problem defeating it.
Meanwhile, Behemoth is a reactive beast. It's an unstoppable force that picks a target and kills whatever tries to stop it. Pretty easy pickings, and I bet it'll be the first Endbringer to die.
Compared to the chaos beasts, these guys are toddlers.
The Chaos Hydra can fuck them all up. Its immortality and chaos imbued poison will make quick work of Leviathan and Simurgh.
O-Dokuro would dunk on all of them. That motherfucking colossal titan looking skeleton would burn them all with its mystical flames, and whatever they throw at it will be ineffective due to its yōkai origin.
Now, I would really kill them all, but I had one teeny tiny problem.
I am not in my original body.
Turns out I really died, and my soul got transferred here.
My new name is Daryl Sieghert.
A German-descent kid who had his parents and his entire German clan killed in Simurgh's attack (which explained the dead bodies when I woke up).
I became weak.
This new body of mine is weak. Fortunately, I can still use Soul Breathing, but with drawbacks.
I passed out with critical injuries.
Collapsed lungs, torn ligaments, and muscles, along with various shattered bones, are just a few of the injuries I sustained in my fight against Simurgh.
Luckily, search and rescue found me and took me to Panacea, a powerful healer.
Now, I'm as good as new in a foster care facility because I don't have any living relatives left due to the Simurgh, which is a bummer.
I got over it in a few minutes.
Now, I have only one goal.
To regain my strength, I need to condition this weak body to handle ultra fights and achieve Shikai in this body.
But first, let's deal with the weird woman in the fedora who is pressing her face against the glass window.
I opened the window, letting the stranger in danger.
Why did I let her in?
Because I recognize a killer when I see one, this woman had the same bearing as my buddies in my division.
Okay, funny pants. Start talking before I scream "rapist" on your ass. I would certainly do it.
"Daryl Sieghert, I would like to make a deal with you."
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" I like your funny words, get talking."
A deal was struck that day, and I made a new friend.
Chapter end
this fic was a brainfart and direct sequel to my other Isekai fic.
I made this when I started comparing threat levels in Worm to Lore.
boy, Worm got absolutely dunked on.
Simurgh is just another ultra boss to farm.
Leviathan is Kathool's infinite snack.
Behemoth is just a giant target.
Scion, please.
we got the Arcana gods, Elemental Gods, Celestials, and other Alien Gods.
A parasitic alien whale is just another Tuesday for lore.
Because holy fuck, the power levels in Lore are broken.
We got Chronomancers running around. Elemental Champions who are apocalyptic and Drakath who is an avenger level threat, fight me if you deny it.
