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"...Mmm." Nepgear shifted within her bed, feeling the warmth of the rays of sunlight that peeked through her window.
"I'll save you... Neptune..." She murmured before twisting once more.
Laying flat on her back, the goddess stirred into consciousness after her small moment of sleep-talking.
Her eyes slowly blinked, the CPU Candidate's senses coming to her as she sat up on the bed.
A soft yan escaped her lips before rubbing her eyes. She could've sworn she heard a bunch of noise from the hall last night, yet she was too tired to recall exactly where it originated.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
The alarm clock beeped profusely, shaking her out of her dreamy stupor with the Planeptunian goddess checking the time.
'7:30 AM'
"Goodness... I woke up earlier than the alarm." The responsible CPU Candidate spoke to herself.
The goddess turned it off before getting up from her bed.
'Today's the day...!' She told herself, the anticipation building within her upon the realization that this was the day they'd free the CPUs from their prison.
Her sister would be relinquished of the same fate she had been subjected to. All of the CPUs, for that matter.
She'd collected all the Mascots and made so many new friends! She'd gotten much stronger than when she left the graveyard, as well.
All that was left to do was to venture to the Graveyard and get down to business.
She freshened up before wearing her usual clothes.
Peeking to the opposite side of the room, she saw the other Candidates still wrapped up in their covers on Neptune's bed.
Uni was snug, cuddling a body pillow of a .50 caliber rifle while she had a small smile on her face, dreaming of something pleasant.
To think she even cuddled with her guns was something Nepgear didn't quite expect from her peer.
Ram found her sweet dreams facilitated by sleeping next to her sister, their backs resting against one another with a stuffed Pocket Monstrosities character, the titular mascot P*k*chu.
It was a rather cute animal.
Rom on the other hand, slept with a comfortable expression on her face while holding a book of one of Blanc's novels.
Its title read 'The Magical Princess Who Couldn't Find Her Save File'.
One of Blanc's more intriguing covers, if Nepgear recalled from how her sister described the Loweean CPU's books.
She smiled at their sleeping forms, knowing that soon, they all would be overcome with elation from being reunited with their sisters.
Exiting her room, she went to the living room, where someone was already on the couch.
AL flipped through the channels, trying to find something good on the TV, yet to no avail considering his bored face was anything to go by. Casual was the dress code for finding something interesting to watch.
"Good morning, AL." Nepgear chirped, her radiant tone catching the young man's attention.
"Mornin' Nepgear." The martial artist turned to her. "Well somebody's in high spirits." He noticed the smiling face and sparkle in the CPU Candidate's eyes.
"Uh-huh! Today's the day we save our sisters!" She beamed, the martial artist unable to do anything to stop himself from adopting a smile of his own.
"That's right, Nepgear. It's about damn time, while we're at it." A small chuckle escaped the lips of the male.
"No more side-quests to complete and key items to collect. We're heading straight for the boss!" He rubbed his hands with anticipation, a devious look on his face.
Domio walked into the room with some casual attire, noticing the two already present.
"Hi, Miss Nepgear. Yo AL, wassup." The Loweean warlock greeted with a well-rested look.
"Sup Dom, what it do lil' homie." The pyro user raised his arm for the son of Nebula to walk past and high-five him before making his way to the lilac goddess.
"Hello, Domio. Sleep well?" She inquired.
"Yeah, I'd say. I should be asking you since today's the day and all." He scratched the back of his head bashfully upon asking the question.
"Don't worry about me, I'll be A-okay thanks to everyone's help, so I know we can rescue our sisters!" She gave the boy a heartwarming smile that made the pre-teen smile.
"I'm glad you feel that way, Miss Nepgear." It seemed as if the CPU Candidate's vibe was as infectious as the Quack-eye with Domio succumbing to her smiles in a matter of seconds with a small one on his face.
"It's also my birthday today." Domio beamed.
"IT IS?!" The two shouted incredulously.
"Yeah. I told you that it was today back in Leanbox, AL." The new teenager reminded him. "It was with that bit about Vergo."
"Oh yeah!" AL remembered, before falling to suppress a snort at his nickname. "Virgin. Snrk!"
However, Nepgear seemed a bit downtrodden at the namedrop of the absent CPU. This did not go unnoticed by the warlock.
"What's wrong, Nepgear?" Domio asked the purple CPU Candidate.
"It's Vergo... He hasn't come back yet, has he?" She gave the boy a slightly sad look.
"No..." He shook his head, his smile also turning upside down.
"I really hoped that we could all save our sisters together but..." Nepgear trailed off.
"Maaan, Vergo will definitely show up." AL brushed aside the melancholy that threatened the vibe of nepgear's optimism, sitting up to prove his interest in the point.
"He's already saved Leanbox, you really think he'll chicken out for the CPUs?" AL had a knowing look on his face.
"I didn't say that! I just meant that he wasn't here to go with us." She quickly cleared up the misconception of the blonde bloke bailing on them.
"Have faith, Nepgear. After all, didn't we have faith in you?" A new voice made itself known, familiar to everyone in the room.
"Also, happy birthday kiddo." Nebula pointed a finger gun at his son, who smiled in response to the recognition of his big day.
"Nebula!" The three turned.
The pseudo-protagonist stood with a pastel blue vest and some brown shorts with navy flip-flops. Laid-back attire, people.
"You're right. I should have more faith." Nodding, the impressionable CPU Candidate regained assurance in the blonde's future appearance.
"But other than that, what's going on with your hair?" She pointed out.
This caused Domio and AL to fixate on the GPU's head.
"My hair?" Nebula ruffled it before the CPU Candidate came closer. She reached out her hand before passing it along the streak that had just appeared in comparison to yesterday.
"She's right. What's with the mad scientist jig you got going on up there?" AL put his arm over the couch as he squinted his eyes.
"Oh, I... dyed it." He made up an explanation.
"Why?" Domio tilted his head.
"Because I wanted to reflect the fact that today's one of the silver linings in Gamindustri's history; the salvation of the CPUs." He rubbed the bridge of his nose.
Silence.
"Man, I TOLD you a fork in the socket would be more believable." Aluben sighed, Nebula feeling the facepalming energy from the aspect.
"How noble of a style change. Perhaps this extraction might be as successful as I hope."Histoire made herself known, floating silently next to the male deity.
"Oh? It seems that you've gained a tattoo on your shoulder as well." The Oracle of Planeptune pointed out, as the others noticed the marking.
'I-I did?!' Nebula mentally crapped himself, realizing that Aluben's mentally deficient tirade meant something.
'It's totally your stick martyr, bro. Rhehehehe-' A goofy laugh escaped Aluben's mouth.
'Shut up!' Snapped the meme lord. He flared his shoulder to get a better look at the new tattoo on his lateral delt.
Eight peacock blue arrows pointed in the cardinal directions, yet they varied in size. True north was the biggest, followed by southeast, followed by, northwest, then true west, northeast, true south, true west, and finally southwest.
A large ring was found between the base of the arrows and the arrow points, and another ring served as the foundation for the base of the arrows, with a small eight-pointed star within the second ring that completed the design.
"Is that for the CPUs as well, or did you just doodle it on your arm while you waited for the dye in your hair to dry?" AL asked with a snide expression.
"Uhh... No?" Nebula looked away, trying not to sell out the fact that he hoped everyone bought AL's joking explanation.
He covered the tattoo with his other hand, before comically sweating.
"...Ok, you caught me." The deity relented, quickly shifting his eyes from and away from the martial artist. The two of them laughed heartily before the others joined in.
'His joshing saves ya, even when he doesn't know it. Classic AL.' Aluben snorted within the reach of the GPU's mind.
"Well, it's still rather intricate for a simple doodle." The CPU Candidate rubbed her hand across the GPU's marking.
She circled the patterns with her fingers before slowly becoming distracted by the musculature of the fellow deity.
Her eyes became slightly glazed, trailing the lines of his striations instead of the markings he originally intended to trace over.
'Whoa, didn't think someone like Nepgear would be the touchy-feely type. Think she might want to run some hardness testing with our-' Aluben's voice mirrored something closely related to veiled interest.
'Dude. She's like a little sister to me, lay off the gas a bit.' Nebula interrupted the aspect's euphemism. Seeing Nep G in that light would feel awkward for the meme lord at best.
'Tch. Professional bag fumbler. She'll definitely be your imouto when she calls you onii-san~ ' Nebula perceived the mental image of Aluben shaking his head before he laughed with a lecherous chuckle.
'Stop flooding my mind with lewd Nepgear pics!' Nebula shook his head in the real world before looking to the googling CPU Candidate.
"Yo, NepG, you can always just ask if you want to get a feel of my shoulder, y'know." A half-lidded gaze accompanied by the statement let the CPU Candidate snap back into reality.
"H-Huh? Oh! I'm so sorry, Nebula!" Nepgear suddenly reddened in the realization of how she was caressing the blue GPU and stepped some feet away with an apology.
"I guess you're finally at the age where you're interested in boys." AL snickered, as the lilac goddess turned to him with a meep.
"It takes THAT long for CPUs?!" Domio was flabbergasted, and his overreaction caused Nebula to join in the laughter while AL's rose in intensity
"N-No it doesn't! AL and Nebula are just being a bunch of teases!" Nepgear sputtered whilst trying to explain the situation to the warlock.
"Oh, Nepgear. I did never tell you about the birds and the bees." Histoire looked disappointed in herself for allowing Nepgear to be teased due to her lack of information.
"H-HISTOIRE!" Nepgear shouted embarrassingly, becoming even more flustered at the tidbit that the fairy tome exposed, with a full-blown wail of jubilant laughter that escaped the martial artist's lips.
"Ugh, how are you people so loud this early..." Uni made her way to the group, in her usual outfit.
"Oh, hey Uni." Domio waved. "Nepgear's coming on to my dad." He blurted out, zero self-awareness crossing his mind until the words left his mouth.
"WHAT?!" Uni swiveled her head to face the flustered fellow CPU Candidate, a blush showing itself on her cheeks with some comic saucers.
"DOMIO!" Nepgear's eyes also became comical saucers, exclaiming as her head appeared as if it was ready to blow some steam through her ears.
"BAHAHAHAHA!" AL cackled on the couch, falling over from his fit of boisterous laughter.
"Bruh." Nebula facepalmed, before walking over to Domio.
"I did it again, didn't I?" The Loweean sweatdropped upon reflecting on his blurting of words.
"Yeah... How about I take you on a little trip for a birthday present before we go rescue Nepgear and Uni's sisters?"
"Okay. Can I get my hoverboard?" Domio beamed before the two of them headed for the exit.
"No need. I control gravity remember? I AM THE HOVERBOARD!" Nebula ruffled his foster son's hair.
"Oh yeah!" The warlock chuckled before they left the room, amidst the chattering of Nepgear and Uni, AL's obnoxious laughter, and the head-shaking of Histoire.
Right after the door closed, another figure made their presence known within the room.
BFFT!
The loud and abrupt sound of teleportation via temporal manipulation was heard, with Gris standing in the center of the room.
A nonchalant expression was written across half-lidded bored eyes, a hand in his pocket while sipping an expresso.
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
"You only touched his shoulder? I got to see his entire back!"
"WHAT!? Aww, you're so lucky, Uni- NO! Bad brain!"
"Although I do believe I should check Neptune's browser history more often. Luckily she's not cunning enough to use incognito mode."
Cue a drawn-out sip from the dark GPU, in the epicenter of the commotion.
While it was rather annoying to have no rational idea about any of the reasons why the people he associated with were either ROFLing, shouting, or head-shaking, Gris couldn't help but smile at the chaotic nonsense before him.
IF stumbled across the scene before her, slowly lowering her phone after coming across the chatter before her eyes.
"Salutations, IF." Gris looked in the direction of the brunette before greeting her, his voice causing the others to pause in ther respective activities.
"Gris?" Uni was the first to react after the sight of her fellow Lastationite deity who was walking to stand beside the Guild Agent.
"Uni." The edge lord spoke with a one-word reply. "I see you and Nepgear are arguing about who's seen more of our local blue brainlet naked." He had a small smirk on his lips, bemused by this conversation.
"N-No! I just brought it up because Nepgear was being all flustered about it! She's the one who turned it into a competition!" Uni defended herself rather emotionally.
"I'm sorry about that, Uni. I just never thought a guy's shoulder could feel so... Nice." She trailed off, before shaking her head to rid herself of the odd thoughts.
"Well, I'll let you explore each other's bodies on your own time." The assassin replied, causing the lilac-haired goddess to sputter.
"And I can only assume that AL is LARPing as a paint roller on the floor because of that debacle." The silver-haired deity gave a deadpan to the fire user.
"Hey! I'll have you know that the execution was priceless. " Getting up from the ground, he dusted himself off.
"I'm sure it was, and you didn't roll off from sharing a brain cell with Nebula." The manslayer eyerolled, to the gasp of AL.
"How dare you! We are on a loan basis when it comes to neurons." AL stated matter-of-factly which caused IF to stifle a laugh of her own.
"And what's this I'm hearing about Neptune's search history? Didn't know Planetpune was freaky like that." A discreet smile could be seen on his face, yet the Oracle was able to pick it up.
"F-Freaky?! How uncouth. It is simply the result of unsupervised... Internet... Usage... Oh, dear." Self-awareness did not paint the Oracle in a good light.
"Alas, I believe I have news about the interrogation," Gris revealed to the room.
"Do you? I suspect it went well, then?" Moving on from the previous topic, Histoire inquired about her task concerning the GPU.
"If hell froze over." The dark-clad GPU sighed. "That sickening woman made me contemplate murder and misogyny more in twelve hours than I have for the past twelve years." A gaze devoid of hope and dreams stared down the floating tome.
"Murder?" Nepgear paled.
"Misogyny?" IF rose a brow.
"SHE SAID SHE WAS TWELVE!" AL blurted before him and Gris descended into snirking laughter.
"AL, shut up." Gris recomposed himself before pointing at the martial comedian.
"As I was saying; You would not BELIEVE the CTEs and blunt force trauma this woman received before responding with something along the lines of 'You got games on your phone?'. It's like she's been trained to spout bullshit when being interrogated under duress past cognitive stability."
"Wow." IF blinked. "Man, am I glad I called it a night." The Guild Agent wiped her forehead in a gesture of relief.
"So did you get anything out of her?" Uni got to the point.
"Nothing we didn't already know. The VPUs are coming! The VPUs are coming! She even said she might be coming if I hit her hard enough!" The GPU gesticulated before shouting out the last part with a crooked smile.
"HA! Did you?" AL blurted out a laugh before asking with a mischievous glint.
"I will neither confirm nor deny that, but what I will confirm is that I wasted 12 hours of my life with that floozie. Be grateful, IF." He turned to the brunette.
"Trust me, I count my blessings." She nodded with an amused smile.
"For now, she's in a maximum security facility within solitary confinement until further notice. We can focus on defeating the captors of the CPUs until the next time we decide to interrogate her." The edge lord explained.
"That sounds good." Nepgear who regained her bearings, smiled at the situation being resolved for the moment. "We can divert all of our attention to rescuing our sisters!" She smiled.
"Sounds good. I'll wake up Rom and Ram and wait for them to get ready." Uni turned back to do her due diligence.
"I'll do the same for the Makers. We shouldn't leave anyone behind for a mission like this." AL spoke.
"Let me join you, we can wake up more people quicker that way." IF chimed in.
The two set off to do their diligence while the CPU Candidate of Lastation was at it.
"Excellent. In the meantime, would you two like to visit the completed Sharicite?" The Oracle of Planeptune offered.
"Sure!" The CPU Candidate smiled.
"For research purposes, why not." The GPU agreed.
"Very well. Please follow me." The Oracle nodded.
At their responses, the tome led the share deities to where the Oracles were located in the room where the Sharicite was being created.
Mina, Chika, and Kei all stood, with the finished product of a completed Sharicite sitting upon a futuristic platform.
"Hello, everyone. I'm really grateful you've finally completed the Sharicite." She gave her thanks to the Oracles of the respective nations of Gamindustri.
"It's our duty, Nepgear. No need to thank us." Mina humbly accepted the praise.
"My darling Vert wouldn't be able to be brought back any other way. Obviously, this was the only option." Chika said with a haughty tone.
"We wouldn't be worthy of our titles in our nations if we couldn't do something like this after all," Kei stated the facts in a formal tone.
"What you've all said is very true. But we have yet to show them the fruit of our labor." Histoire floated to the object of interest.
Nepgear and Gris' eyes shifted to the crystal before fixating on the energy it exuded.
The sharicite itself did not look unlike the one used to reawaken the lilac junior goddess, yet the power it radiated from its benchmark was much, much more vibrant in comparison.
It was to the point even Gris had to mentally admit it held some serious power, even if it was only the compressed form of the crystallized faith of all of Gamindustri who supported the CPUs.
Being a fraction of the total population in itself.
"When I ponder the matter, it really does make me think." Gris began. "How does one even go about creating a Sharicite?" The GPU cupped his chin.
"That is a lengthy process." The Lastationite Oracle informed the deity. "One that might take too long to explain before you go to rescue the CPUs." The suit-wearing girl continued.
"Perhaps when we return, you'll enlighten me on the subject?" He asked the boyish-looking Oracle."
"Perhaps. Although I do recall something about Nebula stating that GPUs are incapable of acquiring shares therefore I am curious as to why you'd want to learn something you cannot benefit from?"
"My goals are beyond your understanding." A cheeky smile tugged at the assassin's lips.
The grey-haired Oracle simply rolled her eyes at the response.
"Either way, it should have enough power to reawaken all of the goddesses. All you need to do is shine its radiance near them and they'll come to." Chika explained.
"Understood." Nodded the lilac goddess. "Don't worry Chika, I'm going to free all the goddesses, and that includes Vert." She pleasantly smiled at the Leanbox Oracle.
"That's what I like to hear. I do wish you well, Nepgear." Chika returned the gesture with a grin of her own.
"That goes for me as well. Good luck, you two." Mina acknowledged both deities with her well wishes.
"After you save Noire, I may be privy to giving you a one-on-one lesson." Kei put the offer on the table with a neutral expression.
"And I may show myself." Bantering, the bishonen assassin replied.
"Nevertheless, we expect the best outcome from your party Nepgear." Histoire turned to the junior goddess.
"I won't let any of you down!" Nepgear chirped.
"You better! I won't forgive you if we don't get our sister." A new voice made itself known, with the deities and Oracles turning to face it.
It was Ram, who had a tenacious expression on her features. The pink CPU Candidate was also accompanied by her blue-clad sister.
"But I know we can do it, Miss Nepear!" Rom encouraged, with a gentle smile on her face.
"Looks like we're all gathering around. This is gonna be great!" Compa stood beside IF and AL, with the rest of the Makers in tow.
"I know we can do it if we put our minds to it!" Kallen smiled brightly alongside the Nurse-in-Training.
"I don't think ASIC will be able to handle the full might of all of us! Especially with my superheroine skills!" Nisa struck a pose.
"When we save the CPUs, I'll be sure to play my best tune!" 5pb. brandished her guitar.
"MAGES. and I will be on potion duty! Half off during the CPU salvation sale!" Gust shamelessly plugged in her business with her sentence.
"How wondrous. I've never saved goddesses before. Doc P may be within the graveyard." MAGES. contemplated.
"So it looks like we're all ready to depart." IF stared at the people present.
"Not yet. We're down two." Uni reminded her.
"Who?" AL tilted his head curiously.
"While you were imitating a rolling pin, Nebula and Domio left to get the little guy a birthday gift," Gris told the marital artist.
"Wait, today's his birthday?" Compa gasped. This caused some murmurs amongst the group of the Loweean warlock's birth date and the rescue of the CPUs.
"Yup! That, and Vergo." AL reminded the group with an averting glance, who then turned to the green Oracle.
"Good going, Chika." The assassin smirked.
"Never mind that! I'm sure even without Vergo it'll be enough to save the CPUs." She squawked embarrassedly.
She mentally prayed that something would interrupt the path the conversation was going, not wanting to have a repeat of yesterday's scenario right when they were going to save Vert.
Luckily, her prayers were answered.
TELEPORT!
"I'm back!" Nebula shouted, Domio appearing with his father's hand on his shoulder. "And I got the birthday boy a gift just in time for us to save the CPUs!"
He brandished the teenager, who showed an autograph of his H*lf L*fe and H*lf L*fe 2 copies from G*ben himself.
"I might have been too young by myself for now, but Nebula convinced the desk guy to give me both games! We even went to Lastation so the legendary president himself could sign it!" He gushed.
"Aren't those games a little mature for you?" Compa asked, concerned.
"He's almost died on multiple occasions, what's a little virtual blood gonna do." Nebula shrugged.
"Based." AL and Gris unanimously uttered.
"Lucky I didn't get him Gr*nd Th*ft Aut*. If you think about it, he's seen half the game in real life." The blue GPU recalled the former living conditions of the warlock.
"That's... Unfortunately true, actually." Domio scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"Anyway, isn't it time we saved the CPUs?" He put the games in his inventory before turning to the group.
"YEAH!" All shouted, before the large conglomerate of characters set off to the grim Gamindustri Graveyard.
Speaking of graveyards...
ZOOM!
"I WON'T LET YOU!"
Honing in, the green CPU Candidate reeled back his fist as he charged the elder VPU with visceral fury from the anger raging within.
But instead of surprise, or focus, Citadel's facial expression remained stagnant.
In fact, if the green deity wasn't so hard-pressed to draw blood, he'd notice the conniving smile appearing on his biggest op's face.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAH-"
ZOOM!
He would even notice the curling index finger wasn't meant to taunt him.
"Hollow Point."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH-" Vergo noticed the SP Skill being cast, yet refused to stray from his path of violence.
WHIZZ!
It was only when an object started to shoot at his location, Vergo exited his bloodlusted lack of situational awareness.
"?!"
His airfield picked up the almost undetectable object that headed to the back of his head with terrifying speed, his rage being stifled by the oncoming sensation of death.
WHOOSH!
SLASH!-
Vergo managed to creak his neck to the left, just narrowly missing what would've been his head had he not reacted in time.
Blood flew from the wound as Citadel grabbed his pen despite its frightening speed before spinning the pen to have its spring face the CPU Candidate's face.
"DIE!"
SWING!
Just as Vergo was in range for a punch, he let his fist soar.
...!
Yet Citadel completely disappeared, his very atoms ceasing to exist at that specific point in existence.
"Wh-"
"Hollow Point."
CLICK!-
The time traveler felt the cold metal of a push button touch the skin that was located on his temporal bone.
BOOM!
The sudden pressure was unimaginably painful, as the CPU Candiadte felt his skull cave in with blood exploding from the point where the pen made contact with his head.
Pain overloaded his mind with bone and brain matter flying out from the entry wound with the side of his head burning with agonizing excrutiation.
His other ear picked up the demented laughter of Citadel and the cries of Vert before he blacked out moments later.
BEEP!
"Guh!" Vergo recoiled, back on his feet.
He grabbed the side of his head, the pain still raging within the temporal bone that a lowly pen point had obliterated remorselessly.
It ebbed away, but the CPU Candidate was sweating heavily from the sudden brush with the chilling sensation of death.
'I d-died?!' Vergo moved his hand awa from his watch to check the device.
'Time alive: 13 seconds...'
'Total deaths: 1'
"Shit...!" The bloke cursed under his breath.
"You should be thanking me! Chika couldn't shut up for five minutes if I recall?" Citadel, still shrouded in his cloak of fear brought up.
BURST!
The fear energy exploded off from the elder VPU, his sickening smile taunting him effortlessly. Even if he didn't know he'd successfully slaughtered him in the previous encounter, Vergo wouldn't let it happen a second time.
"Grr...!" He readied his stance.
A headlong charge would only get him killed again. The idea of a fury-filled assault would not be optimal for his survival, let alone his victory.
Impulse alone could never prosper against an opponent like Citadel.
"SHE'LL NEVER OPEN HER REGPGUNANT MOUTH EVER AGAIN AFTER I CRUSH HER THROAT!" He rose his arm up, brandishing the asphyxiating Oracle.
Vergo looked to his sister who dove ahead with her processors glowing brightly with energy, her face etched with horror.
"CHIKA!"
She spun her spear in her hand before aiming it into the chest of the malevolent god.
Yet Vergo noticed the neutrality on his face slowly warp into the same manner that came shortly before his death.
He had to act quickly.
Raising his hand, he pointed his middle and index finger whilst curling his ring and pinkie into his palm, thumb extended upwards.
He needed to make a fast attack that had no trace whatsoever.
Something similar to what Accelerator used on him back in the ASIC headquarters.
Utilizing the wind in the environment, he created an attack that had no line of impact. In other words, the only thing that would be FELT was the impact.
A ranged skill that behaved as if it were point-blank.
Green share energy traveled through the hand before ending at the middlemost fingertip. It disappeared before the CPU Candidate darkly growled its purpose.
"Suppression."
...BANG!
Citadel felt his wrist spasm irregularly, his content expression fading for a moment alongside a jolting sensation resembling a dull pain.
Chika's neck was released from his clutches within the confusion of the VPU, Green Heart's eyes darting to the dropping Oracle.
Citadel's face hardened, becoming annoyed at the random muscle twitch that allowed him to let go of the vulnerable Oracle.
He reached for the nape of her neck with Vert switching her priorities from attacking to reaching Chika before the dark destroyer god could recapture her.
Unfortunately for Citadel, he had let another escape his mind.
BASH!
A shoulder collided with the sternum of the elder VPU, throwing his body several feet away from the Oracle of Leanbox.
CATCH!-
Thus giving Vert enough time to catch her battered follower without a hitch.
"T-Thank you... S-S-Sister..." She coughed profusely in the arms of her goddess.
Parallel to that interaction...
BAM-POW-SMASH!
A powerful abdominal uppercut was delivered into the suit-clad VPU, before a liver shot via a blitzing left hook followed by an elbow strike to the plexus that were succeded by three strident shockwaves.
BOOM-BIFF-SLAM!
A low kick to the shin was the next move that Vergo landed upon the destroyer god before following the momentum with a side kick to the sternum with the opposing leg.
Using that same kinetic energy, he swiveled his entire body around to land a devastating roundhouse kick to the side of the VPU's head with another boisterous shockwave.
CRASH!...
With the final combination, Vergo let the wind circulate around his fist to pull his punch, while creating a vacuum within the path of his assault.
This caused a strike so thunderous that the otherwise nonchalant expression on Citadel's face briefly livened with surprise from a blow that found itself within his right ribcage.
THOOM!...
Extending his fingers, the second strike followed a similar fashion to the first, except for his hand vibrating irrationally to create a static presence around his hand before driving it into the chest of his opponent with a booming sound effect.
WHAM!-
And the final impact was none other than his other hand coming into the equation with the friction of his fist igniting the appendage in flames.
KA-BOOM!
A hasty knife-hand strike into the same place as his latest attack set off a chain reaction, causing the VPU to explode from its desired effect, engulfed in energized flames.
A lofty puff of smoke soon substituted the lively detonation during Vergo's return to the side of his sister and Oracle.
"Chika!" Vergo hurriedly shouted, sliding to the side of the wounded grenette, Green Heart cradling her injured form.
"V-Vergo?..." A gaze of confusion washed over the aged woman before coughing from the wounds she had sustained prior.
"Rest now, Chika." The CPU of Leanbox told the devoted woman. "I need you to conserve your strength. I couldn't bear losing you right after getting back my brother." She shot her Oracle a crestfallen look.
"That's a shame, Green Heart." Citadel butted into their conversation, his voice reeking of faux concern.
"For it seems I picked the wrong weakling to hold a target for this bit of our fated encounter." His expression darkened, the features on his face bending into the shadows until only his eyes were visible,
-CLUTCH!
Speed that could not even be fathomed by the far more experienced CPU that coddled her Oracle, let alone the fledgling CPU Candidate before he felt a tense hand grab the back of his head.
SLAM!
His body violently lurched forward before his face kissed the concrete with the subtlety of a high-speed collision between a freight train and a food cart.
Blood and bone splattered, with brain matter soon joining the mix, the horrified screams of the Oracle and CPU being the last things that Vergo registered.
BEEP!
'Tch!...' Grumbled the blonde within his mind, his watch resurrecting him from another swift defeat.
"For it seems I picked the wrong weakling to hold a target for this bit of our fated encounter." The sentence was uttered once more before the face of the elder VPU darkened.
TWIST!-
Not waiting for the business casual grip of death to claw at his noggin a second time, the godling reacted without pause.
-BOOM!
Smashing his shin into the forearm of the VPU in an instinctive movement, surprise infected the otherwise neutral expression of the malicious deity in the moment his perceived prey did not keel to his original actions.
CRASH!
KA-BOOM!...
Citadel slid from the momentum of the attack before Vergo sent a green blast of share-enhanced KI, slinging him into a building. The first floor exploded from all sides only moments after the VPU entered through a wall.
"...GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
BLAST! BLAST! BLAST! BLAST!
Stretching his hands forward, a torrent of blasts zipped through the air and continued to desecrate the structure that Citadel had fallen into, each floor collapsing before subsequently facing obliteration via energy blast with relentless fervor from the blonde time traveler.
"M-My...!" Vert's mouth slowly hung, the wind rising around the area where countless attacks exploded in contact with the VPU's last known position.
Vert hadn't expected to see her sibling again, and she certainly didn't expect the ferocity and brute strength that he brought with him compared to the last time she saw him.
"What's gotten into him? He wasn't nearly this powerful the last time we were with him..." Chika regained enough strength to speak clearly, watching the CPU Candidate mercilessly expunge energy in an attempt to vaporize the VPU.
After her comment, the blonde ceased his attacks, breathing loudly with his hands craned and the light under his palms fading away. Clenching his fist, he got back into a stance while looking profusely for the signature of the evil deity.
PUNCTURE!
SPLATTER!-
A bloodied arm forced its way through his chest, revealing it holding a large section of his bloodied spine with his legs suddenly losing most of its strength from the blood loss and destabilization.
SHATTER!
Citadel broke the piece of the deity's spine before laughing maniacally.
"Spamming a certain vegetable's technique will only make you end up like him. Hahahaha!"
The eyes of the blonde became glassy, yet his brows furrowed in his last moments of consciousness, soon to be life.
BEEP!
His hands fading from his energy barrage, he clenched them.
"GRHAAH!"
BURST!
Vergo's eyes flashed into purple irises with glowing power signals.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
WHOOSH!
The air around him started to circulate and rise into the sky, assuming the powering up pose with his power mimicking the action of the ascending dust.
DODGE!
The wind suddenly vibrated, alerting the CPU Candidate to swivel his body to the right to dodge the hand that would've otherwise torn through his torso and crippled him.
VACUUM!-
While rolling on the VPU's arm, Vergo raised his arm before using his vacuum manipulation to create one between his appendages and Citadel.
-SHOCKWAVE!
Dropping his elbow into the back of the VPU's cranium and jerking his knee into the solar plexus of his interdimensional opp, effectively guillotining him alongside a powerful reverberance.
Green Heart wordlessly joined the battle, utilizing the staggered VPU's b being as the perfect opportunity to join her brother's onslaught.
Vanishing, the time traveler left the perfect opening for his sibling to run him through with her spear.
"Sylhet Spear!"
MAGIC CIRCLE!-
-THRUST!
Yelled the Leanboxian goddess, before a green magic circle appeared next to her, as a large intertwined spear-like weapon shot forth.
Citadel's stunned expression sharpened nanoseconds before contact before a sharper glare as focused on the attack.
EXPLODE!
The attack's remains scattered before the transformed CPU replaced the failed attempt's coordinates.
"Purpurascens Burst!"
SLICE!
"Tch!"
SLICE!
"Lousy bitch..!"
An upward slash nicked the suit of the VPU before it was followed by a downward strike, two lines of green energy erupting from each attack with Citadel grumbling in annoyance.
SLICE-
STAB!-
CLASH!
Green Heart spun her spear several times before going in for a diagonal finishing blow, yet Citadel twirled his pen with the same bravado before their attacks clashed with unparalleled intensity.
PARRY!
"G-Gah!"
Innumerable sparks flew from their heated competition of wills, yet a thumb click of Citadel's pen served as a surprise party, strong enough to stagger the green-haired goddess.
"Vert!" Vergo yelled in shocking concern.
"Darling!" Chika screamed in woeful fright.
STAB!
"Kyaa!" Vert cried out in anguish. Her eyes contracted from the fear energy seeping into her body. A natural blight to all living things, but especially antagonistic to share-based entities.
Citadel capitalized on the guard-broken deity by sinking the tip of his pen into her shoulder, which looked as if it couldn't do much eliciting a large spurt of blood from its point of contact upon exiting the new wound it inflicted.
Vert held her arm in pain, wincing as she applied her shares to try and neutralize the fear energy that coursed through her body, sweat beading on her head.
"How dare you hurt her!" Chika with what little strength she had built up expended it in a straightforward rush with her spear, closing the gap between them in an impressive stride.
"Chika, wait!" The time traveler warned.
Yet his calls fell on deaf ears, the green-haired Oracle locked in her objective to punish her sister's aggressor.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Her strikes were rapid and precise yet the raw stats of her opponent allowed her no targets to exploit, each thrust and stab being parried with sparks akin to consecutive fireworks being seen with each passing moment.
CLICK!-
"KYAAAAAAAaaaa...!" Chika's screams became distant.
Her opponent managed to find one, however, as he twisted his pen around to the button end and with an insufferable snigger, clicked it on the Oracle of Leanbox's forehead, sending her flying.
...CRUNCH!
Yet the impact of the woman's body hitting the side of an 18-wheeler was very prevalent.
"You... BASTARD!"
PHASE!
Yelling at the top of his lungs, he soon disappeared from a show of agility, to try his hand at fighting the VPU.
REAPPEAR!
Midway through his movement, he felt his body halt to a shivering standstill, with the eyes of the malignant deity locking with his own gaze.
FEAR ENERGY!
His heart exploded within his chest, as his brain lost connection to the rest of his body, the blonde's eyes rolling in the back of his head as his life came to an abrupt end.
BEEP!
"YOU FUCKING BASTAAAAAAAAARD!" Invigorated by his timely revival, fury pumped through the bloke's veins.
"ACCESS!"
PILLAR!
The all-too-familiar pillar of light took a new approach, piercing through the heavens and engulfing the blonde in a blinding light.
Citadel's brow rose before both furrowed, realizing his transformation.
"Nice try, Virgin-"
"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
SHOCKWAVES!
TRANSFORM!
The VPU's body was blasted back with a Hellish Holler preventing him forcefully from interfering. Shielding his eyes, the elder VPU snarled from the unsuccessful attempt at stopping the boy.
When the light subsided, Future Heart stood in the place of Vergo, his face stony and dreadful in appearance. Opening his hand, the god's lance appeared before clamping his grip on the weapon, the giant weapon trembling from the deity's intolerance to what was before him.
"As it stands, you are the sole reason why my country is nothing more than a crumbling civilization." The CPU Candidate's eyes vibrated with adrenaline.
"Do not think I will allow you to leave this place breathing, or in any identifiable manner." Pointing his lance, a menacing gleam shined along the shaft of the dangerous arm.
"For all the lives you have taken of my people, I will repay you for every last one, ONE THOUSAND FOLD!"
SUMMON!
Future Heart's processors appearing behind him, he sued his aerokinesis to slingshot himself ahead with his wings boosting him forward.
Citadel simply stood there, nonchalant as ever before responding.
"By all means, Vergo. After all... It's do or-" The VPU cut himself off.
ST-...
Vergo's lance edge poked the temple of the baleful destroyer before he could not move his body an inch further.
Searing pain flashed on his chest, causing him to wince before looking at it in frantic confusion.
The word 'DIE' was written on his chest in Times New Roman, the initials glowing a hostile red.
CRUNCH-BOOM!
The CPU Candidate's body detonated in a violent gory mess, the time to react a distant privilege as the guts of Future Heart scattered through the area.
BEEP!
Pointing his spear, Future Heart lowered it in remembrance of his prior demise.
Clutching his chest with his free hand, the searing pain was only mental rather than physical yet the psychological scar was still present.
'If I want to beat this guy, I can't allow any margin of error. The slightest mistake invites death.' Narrowing his eyes. he looked back to the VPU.
SLASH!-
-GUST!
Swinging his lance, the pressure from the slash erected a whirl of dust around Citadel.
SWING!-
SLICE!-
Two successive slices created a whirlwind of dust and debris around the VPU, to which he spoke.
WHIRWIND!
"Really? You're going to give me an asthma attack and hope that kills me?" Boredom bled from his voice.
"I was thinking heat stroke." Future Heart snidely remarked, raising his green brows in response.
"Wait, what-" Citadel crossed his eyebrows from the retort.
FWASH!-
INFERNO!
A well-placed Ignition Incision lit the winds ablaze, creating a fiery tornado from the chaos and occupying the destroyer deity for the time being.
WHOOSH!
Flying to his sister's location, he swooped her up before the flames extended to engulf the wounded CPU's form.
As they flew to where Chika's form was, Green Heart looked at the face of her transformed brother whilst in his arms.
"The more time that passes, the more you surprise me, Vergo. When did you learn to activate your HDD?" She looked at him with slight suspicion mixed with prideful mirth.
"Nepedia." He joshed, to a roll of the eyes from his sister.
"Be honest." She urged her only brother.
"After this," He paused the flow of ther conversation.
Vergo used a hand while huddling his sister closer to him which caused her to meep in a manner that made her sound rather dainty, the bloke cauterized the shoulder wound smoothly before returning to the princess-carry.
"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me." He winced, remembering the heartless (and breastless) 'gift' he received.
"Perhaps, yet Gamindusrti and Occam's Razor seldom coincide." Green Heart reminded him.
"True, but let's check out Chika so I can tell you both." Vergo adeptly postponed the request as the descended from the air and to the damaged Oracle.
"Oww... That redhead piece of-"
"Oi!" Future Heart called.
"Huh? Not another one!" Chika scrambled to her feet and pointed her spear, slightly shaking from the pain and fatigue, yet ready for the altercation.
The two CPUs landed, before the time travel let the goddess of Leanbox down on her feet.
"My darling Vert? Who's this?" Chika inquired, curious yet defensive. "Don't tell me they've converted you!" She pointed her staff cautiously.
"Relax, Chika... This is-" Green Heart was interrupted.
"Bow-Chika-Wow-Wow, It's a pleasure to see you in this form, love." Future Heart playfully saluted.
"... Vergo?" Chika's eye twitched in annoyance as her mouth was agape from shock.
"Aye, lass." He put on a charming smile, which made the Oracle look away with a dust of pink on her cheeks, with her face deepening in shades of pinkish red.
"You didn't have to be so handsome in that HDD form of yours." She murmured, yet both siblings with their heightened senses heard her.
"I know, isn't he the cutest? If we weren't being sieged, I'm sure the Basilicom would be keeping fan mail away by the droves!" Vert became giddy at what could've been.
"I'm sure that would've been the case, ladies." Citadel stood on the top of the truck's cargo, causing the three Leanboxian natives to quickly distance themselves from the VPU's position
"You...!" Chika growled.
"But alas, I've soundly ensured that Vergo's L will be many and his bitches few. Mwahahahahahah!" Cackling half maniacally and half ironically as if he just made a high-effort shitpost, the deity made fun of the perpetual virginity of the CPU Candidate.
His suit smoldering, he stopped his laughter.
"It's the least I can do for you ruining my top-of-the-line attire! Seriously, the nerve of CPUs these days." Dusting off the remaining embers of his blazer, his actual flesh was all but harmed by the effects of the fiery twister.
"That should be the least of your worries, considering you will not leave this place alive!" Vert hissed at ther VPU adversary.
"Like the majority of your citizens? I implore you to try, lest you join them to the deepest pits of hell." He fiddled with his pen as if to taunt the CPU.
"Please tell me you can utilize your NEXT form." Vergo looked at his sister.
"I cannot. Their forces destroyed the Hyper Share Crystal that Histoire possessed shortly before their global incursion." Green Heart informed with a shade of regret.
"That pesky rock and you three will share the same fate, so do not cry over spilled milk." Snatching his pen, his eyes gazed over the three Leanbox denizens.
"I should be saying that to YOU!"
PUNCTURE!
Future Heart slammed his body into the side of the truckload that Chika indented, flying through it.
CLANG!-
-THRUST!
Before bursting from below the VPU's feet, causing the elder deity to jump from the top of the truck with scrap exploding from every direction of Vergo's exit route.
VOOM!-
Pressurizing the tip of his lance, Future Heart sent a concentrated blast of wind pressure to the chest of the VPU.
-THUD!
Yet Citadel barely jarred, completely absorbing the damage with the action of tanking the blow with fear energy reinforcing his skin.
"Didn't your sister teach you not to point at others?" He mocked, whilst writing the word 'SCRAM' on the air.
CRASH!
THOOM!...
Vergo was flung through a billboard, colling with a gas station which caused an explosion to occur near-instantaneously.
TUMBLE...
CRACK!
Vert skidded and tumbled into a large fountain where water and ceramic flew from her violent impact.
SHATTER!
THUD!...
Chika's body bulleted into the 3rd story window of an apartment complex on the other side of the street before landing in the living room of a vacant room.
"HAAAAHAHAHA!..."
Citadel did nothing but laugh at the sorry display of knockback his opposition suffered from a single compilation of letters, wondering if ther combined might could survive something as simple as an SP Skill.
Through the smoke of what was once the gas station, a sooted Future Heart emerged, walking with no sound emitted through the usage of his vacuous aptitude.
ZOOM!
BLIP!-
VANISH!...
Rushing the VPU, at the last minute, he diverted his path to the left, leaving only a floating sphere of energy which coaxed the attention of the foreign divine entity.
"Hm?"
BLIP!-BLIP!-BLIP!
Three more spheres were added without as much of an eep from the CPU Candidate.
"What?... Where is that kid?"
BLIP! BLIP! BLIP!
BLIP! BLIP! BLIP!
BLIP! BLIP! BLIP!
BLIP! BLIP! BLIP!
BLIP! BLIP! BLIP!
BLIP! BLIP! BLIP!
BLIP! BLIP! BLIP!
BLIP! BLIP! BLIP!
A couple dozen more were added to the equation, Citadel only being able to tell their addition from the increased light radiation that these things emitted.
"SHOW YOURSELF!"
STAGGER!
"Brat!" The VPU barked, a hit from Suppression causing him to wobble from its unexpected nature.
EXPLODE!
Right into one of the spheres, which turned out to be an energetic landmine.
DROPKICK-
-EXPLODE!
Followed by a stylish drop kick which sent the evil god into another green sleeper.
ELBOW-
-KA-BOOM!
Succeeded by a blitzing elbow to the cheek, and an inconvenient mine to the face.
AXE HANDLE!
BICYCLE KICK!-
B-B-BOOM!
Getting braver with each completed combo string, Vergo humbled the god with a sledgehammer before leaning back for a bicycle maneuver to which the formally clad deity leaned right into a mine that pinballed him to another, which mirrored its counterpart.
CLENCH!
ZOOM!
EXPLOSIONS!
The other mines consecutively collided with the flinching deity, from the closest to the furthest with each explosion increasing the size of the smoke cloud as ther street flashed green and yellow not unlike a club dance floor.
Upon the last explosion detonation on the body of the VPU, Vergo plummeted from directly above.
His feet were coated in Armament Haki while emulating a bey blade's RPM with flame and static swirling from his feet.
The vacuum used to suppress his sound was inverted to louden his impending arrival as his body spun faster and faster from a partial vacuum slightly to the right of his clockwise roundabout.
Grabbing his lance, his weapon's accents also became colored in the black hue of armament with the colors of the fire and lighting replacing the usual green and purple swirls it usually sported.
FWOOSH!
The smoke cleared, Citadel, his clothes moderately shredded looking up at the attack as it closed the gap between them with terrifying velocity.
"Miserable SCUM!-" His gaze mimicking the one used to kill Vergo, he prepared the one-shot move again.
ギロ!
Yet he momentarily stopped in his tracks with a stare from the CPU Candidate so fierce it put him in his place, if only for a moment's notice.
His will had been conquered.
"Stratospheric Crash!"
THOOM!-
EXPLOSION!
The impact of Future Heart's feet and lance point crushed the VPU afoot before his body was exposed the the elements brought to annihilate him completely. An energetic, fierce explosion of tremendous proportions erupted through the streets with fire rushing through the cracks and alleys with nearby buildings being melted or ripped apart.
Said explosion from the attack blew away several nearby buildings, alongside anything smaller than those structures with a large swirl of wind as fire and lightning did the most collateral damage as it enhanced the attack into a discharging, burning, razor-sharp maelstrom.
Streets cracked, lamp posts flew and anything not firmly bolted to the ground went with the wind all in a matter of seconds. The smoke lingered for a little while before Future Heart's form could be distantly spotted by a downed Green Heart.
"Vergo?..." She got to her feet and slowly approached her sibling, her eyes squinting through the clouds of dust and smoke.
"Darling?" Chika beckoned with curiosity, her footsteps approaching the goddess.
"Over here, Chika. Use your spear to clear the area for me." She asked of her Oracle.
"Of course, darling."
TWIRL!
WOOSH!...
The green-haired Oracle accepted, before twirling her spear with enough force to clear th immediate area, revealing each other and a clear picture in front of them.
Vergo's spear was lodged to the middle part inside the abdomen of Citadel, its shaft bathed in the blood of its target with the green deity's foot and knee buried into the VPU.
His hand shuddered from the constant pressure being applied as his eyes constantly exuded the conquering aura necessary to keep the slight of subjugation he gained in that deciding moment of turnabout.
Meanwhile, Citadel kept his hands on the weapon that pinned him to the ground, trying to remove it from his bleeding torso, his teeth baring from the effort being exerted to resist someone he thought of as fodder minutes before.
"You think you've got the upper hand, boy? I'll hang you with your large intestines, you nuisance!..." Citadel roared.
"Maybe if I hang you by yours, you'll get better at shit-talking since your colon and brain would be equal in IQ and height." Future Heart ribbed.
"Burn!" Chika cheered triumphantly.
"Oh my." Green Heart covered her mouth in amusement.
"THAT DOES IT!"
ROLL!
SPLATTER!
Rolling out of the way, his shirt and blazer were shredded alongside his skin and organs at the cost of freeing himself in a gory move that surprised all three combatants.
SLAM!
STAB!
"Guh!"
Before Future Heart could fully reposition himself to attack, Citadel slammed his arm into the ground to launch himself into the air before stabbing the collar of the time traveler mid-air.
"No!" Both Green Heart and Chika shrieked.
SMASH!
Future Heart's form was the one pinned by the ballpoint, their roles reversed as if the former never transpired.
BIFF! WHAM! BIFF!
Hooking, elbowing, and back-fisting the transformed bloke, Citadel cocked back his fist as he growled under his breath.
"Wretched mistake!"
PUNCH!
"Infuriating miscreant!"
SMACK!
"You have NO IDEA how tedious you've made an otherwise simple task, you pestilent piece of shit!"
DECK!
Vergo's eyes constricted from the physical and verbal onslaught, his nostrils bloodied and lips busted from the doled blows.
THWACK!
BAM!
THUD!
Each blow indented him deeper into the ground, the insults only serving to irk him, beguile his ire with the damage he sustained.
STAB!
Using his pen, he punctured one of the Candidate's lungs, causing him to instinctively breathe in pain from the wound.
Future Heart felt blood pool within his right lung, quickly substituting the oxygen he breathed for pure share energy to prevent the negative effects from hindering him in the precarious moment he found himself in.
"Get off of him!" Green Heart scrambled to her sibling.
SMACK!
SKID!...
Yet the VPU got up and bitch slapped the daylights out of the encroaching goddess, causing her to slide into the tarmac with her body being dragged across the round that cratered around her.
"DARLING!" Chika skedaddled to the CPU, propping her up in her arms as the goddess winced with a nasty injury across her face from the sole attack.
"If we count your sister, I've already smacked two bitches today, Gyahahaha!" Citadel roared in laughter, resembling his proto-timeline self to the time traveler.
The VPU's laughing equated to nails on a chalkboard in that instance.
They always made fun of the time traveler's failures. In real life, and the simulation.
They laughed when they slaughtered Gamindustri's populace.
Citadel beamed upon killing that little girl, Verna.
Xero rubbed it in his face when Rom and Ram bled out before him, helpless to save either of them.
Dr. Hazard probably did it too when he turned the census of Lowee into test subjects only the most morally broken scientist dreamt of.
They always knew how to celebrate misfortune.
They were misfortune.
Not a single moment when they didn't commemorate the unnecessary murder of millions!
The man laughing above him even smiled handing Future Heart his deceased sister's dismembered breasts as the sick joke that it was.
"Hahahahahahahaha!"
'GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!'
'HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!'
The laughter pounded in his head, reverberating through his mind with the Citadel before him and the one in his mind, joined by his brother, Xero.
"UAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Unable to bear the mental anguish, Future Heart wailed agonizingly. His voice was shrill and his eyes were veiny from the psychological duress, screaming from the overwhelming stimuli was all he could muster under what his mind could process.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!-"
Psychological became physical torment with his eyes stinging from the sudden optical nerve pain surfacing, the power signal pupils dilating.
FLASH!...
FLASH!...
GLOW...!
The purple irises flashed red intermittently, each flash feeling as if a pinch of pepper was sprinkled into his eye sockets before the red flashings subsided, as the bottom left corner of his eyes formed a partial ring on the edge of both irises.
"HAHAHAHA- GHK!" The VPU felt his jubilation strangled out of his throat.
His muscles veined with newfound energy, before grabbing Citadel from the neck, cutting his goading laughter short.
...LASER!
Future Heart only intended for an energy blast from his eyes, yet instead of that, the increase in power evolved the attack to a laser beam blasting the VPU square in the mug.
Sending him sprawling, the foreign deity soon skidded to a halt before getting up with a smoking face, shaking it off to reveal several scratches on his good side.
Getting to his own two feet, Vergo's eyes looked to Chika holding a dazed Vert by the shoulder with a softening gaze before back to Citadel with hatred.
He'd grown far too weary to tolerate the pain of his close ones, be it virtual or physical.
"Get ready for round two, ya bastard." His irises gained a slight red glow from the quarter that illuminated the colors of the deathly ring.
A/N:
Chapter complete!
It looks like the gang is finally ready to enter thre Gamindustri Graveyard! What will they find amid ASIC's domain? Read the next chapter to find out!
Elsewhere, Vergo struggles to keep his hide as he trains for the secrets of the Red Ring of Death! Citadel proves a tough adversary, yet the tables have turned in his favor! Will he prosper against the touted VPU? Read the next chapter to see!
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