The night was shrouded in darkness, and the moon hung low on the horizon.In seems in this world... There is only night and No day meaning Sun doesn't exist.
In the heart of a desolate landscape, Apex stood alone, a figure cloaked in mystery and power. Absolute stunning in the Moon light showing his White skin... And those cold Purple eyes.
He was a being of immense might, and his Supernatural abilities were unrivaled. Tonight, he faced a horde of monsters, creatures from the darkest corners of existence, and he did so with an air of nonchalance that belied his true power.
Not to mention, He didn't even break a Sweat. However, New batch of Mobs arrived... As they could see the God-Like figure in a Air... With reflection of moon light.
Grrrrrrrrrrt!
The first of the monsters emerged from the shadows, a hulking behemoth with gnarled horns and jagged teeth. It let out a bone-chilling roar, a sound that sent tremors through the earth. But before it could take another step, Apex raised a hand, his fingers crackling with energy. With a mere thought, he bent the fabric of reality itself, causing the ground to ripple and contort.
Boom!
The behemoth was lifted off its feet, suspended in mid-air as if caught in a powerful gust of wind. It roared in frustration, struggling to break free from the unseen force that held it captive. But Alex had other plans.
Tick!
With a casual flick of his wrist, he sent the behemoth hurtling into the distance, a streak of darkness against the night sky... Killing it in an instant.
As the first monster vanished into the horizon,
a second one approached, a grotesque creature with tentacles that writhed and lashed out like serpents. It hissed and lunged at Apex, its tentacles reaching for him with lightning speed. But Apex was already prepared. With a graceful sidestep, he avoided the attack and raised his hand once more.
Baam!
A shockwave of energy erupted from his palm, sending the tentacled monster tumbling backward. It crashed to the ground with a resounding thud, its tentacles twitching involuntarily. Alex wasted no time.
His cold eyes looked at the creature like some Mere ants...
Tick!
With a flick of his finger, he summoned a vortex of swirling energy that engulfed the creature, tearing it apart in a maelstrom of power.
Swoosh!
Swish!
Alex's movements were a dance of destruction, a symphony of power. He moved with the grace of a masterful conductor, orchestrating the demise of his foes with precision and ease.
Brrrrrrrr!
The third monster, a creature with fiery eyes and a molten hide, approached with a deafening roar. It spewed flames from its maw, creating a wall of fire that surged toward Alex.
But the flames parted before him, bending to his will as if they were mere playthings. With a wave of his hand, he extinguished the fiery onslaught and turned the flames back upon the monster.
Boom!
Krrghhhhhhhhh!
The monster let out a pained scream as its own flames consumed it, reducing it to a smoldering heap of ashes. Alex's lower reality-bending power knew no bounds, and he wielded it with the ease of a master craftsman.
As the battle raged on, more monsters emerged from the shadows, each one more formidable than the last. There were creatures with wings that could blot out the moon, and others with scales that were impervious to harm. But Alex remained unfazed. With a wave of his hand, he sent the winged monsters spiraling into the sky, their cries fading into the distance. And with a mere thought, he unraveled the very essence of the scaled creatures, reducing them to nothingness.
Clash!
The sound of battle echoed through the desolate landscape, a cacophony of power and destruction. Alex's lower reality-bending abilities were a force to be reckoned with, and the monsters that dared to challenge him were swiftly and mercilessly defeated.
.....
Hhhhhhisssssss!
It was last monster... Which was near him.
Alex regarded the final monster with an air of indifference. He had faced countless foes throughout the night, and this one was no different. With a flick of his finger, he created a rift in the fabric of reality, a tear in the very fabric of existence.
Hhhhggggggg!
The monster let out a howl of agony as it was drawn into the rift, its form unraveling like a tapestry in a hurricane. With a final, resounding clash, the rift closed, leaving only a lingering echo of the monster's existence.
Alex stood alone once more, the night silent and still. He had faced a horde of monsters, creatures from the darkest corners of existence, and he had defeated them with ease. His lower reality-bending abilities was perfect and he wielded them with the mastery of a true apex being.
With a menaced smile, Alex looked at the group of Globins... A Mere Weak Mobs that await their Doom on the Faithful night under the hand of Apex Being, Alex.
But Alex is Mighty Chad, He won't hurt them with his hand... He will hurt them with his magic. Because Chad doesn't raise their hand on weaklings...