Amidst the desolation, the three Izigans stood resolute, facing the ominous void looming not far from them. Their eyes traced the devastation wrought upon the city, now reduced to near-total ruins.
"You Izigans fail to grasp the essence of living in a falsehood. You all require correction, just as your universe does. You might be oblivious to the deception your kind perpetrates, masquerading as the saviors the world depends on. Yet, I proclaim, the world needs salvation from individuals like you," declared the void, his voice echoing through the shattered remnants of the once-vibrant city.
Baffled, Tim retorted, "What are you talking about? You seem utterly disconnected from reality, as if you've lost your sanity. What do you truly understand about human existence? What are your motives?"
"Once, my purpose was singular: to avenge my family and race, slaughtered by the lightning god in another universe. But now, in this realm, history appears destined to repeat itself. I shall shatter this planet into fragments, crafting my own realm from its remnants. With it, I shall dominate the universe. How delightful it shall be for humanity to know nothing but deception, violence, and betrayal. In my world, peace shall reign," the void declared, his words laden with chilling conviction.
Jason, standing beside Tim, couldn't bear the void's twisted logic. "You comprehend nothing about peace and the essence of humanity," he retorted, his voice steady despite the chaos surrounding them.
The void merely sneered in response. "Oh, but you shall learn," he taunted. Suddenly, with a devastating strike, he unleashed a blast that sent them hurtling across a vast distance, their forms silhouetted against the backdrop of a world in turmoil.
Orel, the red Izigans, swiftly rose to her feet, her mastery over rock enabling her to encase the void within a block of reality, effectively trapping him. Meanwhile, Jason and Tim, still recovering from the direct hit, were on the ground, trying to regain their composure amidst the chaos.
"Are you okay?" Jason inquired, his concern etched across his face as he helped Tim, who was sprawled on the ground.
"I'm alright. How about you?" Tim responded, his eyes widening in shock and confusion. Suddenly, his entire eye turned jet black, veins snaking their way around his eyes and down his arms. His hands glowed with an otherworldly white light, resembling veins that extended from his palms to his chest. In a swift motion, he fashioned a black rod out of his hands, a weapon fueled by his newfound power, and advanced towards the trapped void.
Simultaneously, Jason, fueled by an inexplicable surge of energy, dashed forward with superhuman speed, green lightning crackling around him. Both Tim and Jason closed in on the void. Despite being trapped, the void conjured an explosive force, shattering the block reality that confined him. The impact sent the trio crashing back to the ground.
Struggling to stand, they braced themselves against the force of the explosion. Undeterred, Orel, Tim, and Jason coordinated their efforts. With unwavering determination, they launched a synchronized assault on the void. Jason, utilizing his incredible speed, attempted to strike the void, but the enemy countered with a smoke clone, effectively intercepting the attack.
Tim, drawing power from the green lightning crackling around Jason, channeled it into his black rods, delivering a devastating blow. The void was sent hurtling, tearing the ground beneath it over a considerable distance.
"Well, I underestimated you Izigans. Sometimes, you appear far more potent than I had anticipated," the void admitted, a flicker of acknowledgment in his eyes despite his defiant tone. The battle raged on, each side locked in a struggle for dominance amidst the ruins, their powers clashing in a spectacular display of raw energy and unyielding determination.
Tim, undeterred by the void's display of power, charged forward, his black rods aimed at the menacing figure. However, the void proved his strength by gripping the rod, causing a shockwave that tore the ground asunder. Suspended in the air, Tim looked on in disbelief, realizing he was now facing an opponent of unparalleled might.
"Now, you shall experience my true wrath," the void declared ominously. With a swift motion, he conjured a mass of purple flames in his hand and struck Tim, sending him hurtling further into the sky, crashing through skyscrapers that collapsed like fragile dominos.
In the face of impending disaster, Jason, quick on his feet, manipulated time, slowing it down enough to evacuate everyone from the collapsing buildings within a mere moment. With his unparalleled speed, he whisked people to safety, averting a catastrophe.
Now, it was Orel left alone with the void. Unfazed, she extended her hands towards the void, her movements deliberate and controlled. The void, anticipating an attack, tried to evade, but to his shock, he found himself immobilized. It was as if an invisible force held him down, a force he couldn't comprehend. Peering beyond the normal spectrum of vision, he saw six of Orel's clones, unseen to the naked eye, restraining him.
"I see, very clever," the void said, a twisted smile on his lips, acknowledging Orel's ingenuity. Despite his acknowledgment, he attempted to break free. However, before he could make a move, a crimson circle appeared beneath his feet. Massive, scarlet chains emerged, winding around him and pinning him to the ground, rendering him completely immobile. The void was trapped, his powers useless against this unexpected turn of events. The battle, once seemingly in his favor, had taken an unexpected and dramatic twist.
In the face of the void's cunning maneuvers, Tim and Jason pressed forward, determination etched into their every move. With unwavering resolve, they launched a joint assault, aiming to vanquish the void once and for all. Yet, in an instant, the void conjured a mysterious purple dome, encapsulating the area where they stood. Under its influence, time itself seemed to slow, trapping them in a fraction of reality.
Within this surreal moment, the void exploited their immobilized state, swiftly breaking free from the scarlet chains that had bound him. In a cunning move, he exchanged his place with a lethal bomb, strategically positioning it right before them. Helpless, they watched as the void vanished, leaving behind this explosive threat.
As the partial time freeze released its hold, the bomb detonated with a deafening roar, sending Tim, Jason, and Orel flying across the battlefield. The impact, although tremendous, was mitigated by their extraordinary abilities, sparing them from the full extent of the injuries that ordinary humans would have suffered. Despite their resilience, Orel and Jason succumbed to unconsciousness, temporarily overwhelmed by the force of the explosion.
Tim, though battered and disoriented, clung to consciousness. His vision blurred and senses dulled, he grasped the dire reality they faced. "Even with the void not at his full power, we still can't measure up to his might. This is madness," Tim groaned, his voice strained with pain and frustration. A desperate determination flickered in his eyes.
"I guess there's no other choice. I have to resort to the forbidden technique," Tim muttered to himself, steeling his resolve. With a deep breath, he prepared himself for what he knew was a perilous gambit. The battle had reached a critical juncture, and the fate of not just the city, but the entire universe, hung in the balance.
In a twist of fate, just when the void believed he had emerged victorious, the surroundings began to darken, the air growing heavy with an ominous energy. Bewildered, the void realized he hadn't dealt the final blow to his adversaries.
Tim, his entire being consumed by white flames, appeared behind the void. With a ferocious strike, Tim slammed the void into the ground, creating a deep crater upon impact. The force was so intense that blood trickled from the void's nose, leaving him stunned as he observed Tim's unrelenting wrath. The void scanned Tim's body, recognizing the power and potential within him. "Interesting, a worthy vessel standing right before me," the void mused to himself, acknowledging Tim's formidable capabilities.
In response, Tim conjured a colossal black tiger, a manifestation of immense power, both a shield and a formidable attacker. This majestic creature, fifty feet tall, tore through the ground with its razor-sharp claws, aiming for the void. Although the void managed to evade the initial attack, the tiger retaliated with a blast of white flame from its mouth. The searing heat struck the void with incredible force, driving him to the ground.
As the tiger avatar dissipated, Tim descended to the ground, his gaze fixed on the recovering void. Seizing the opportunity, Tim conjured a dark fog that enveloped the void, trapping him in a sinister illusion. Within this illusion, the ground turned into a thick, dark mud, and the void began sinking into its depths. Tim, triumphant, observed the void's struggles as he drowned in the illusory darkness he had created.
Meanwhile, aboard Galaxia, Tim relayed the situation. "Send in the mage tanks," he commanded, transmitting the information to Stella, the tactical expert on their team.
"Very well," Stella acknowledged, swiftly deploying massive robotic tanks to Earth. These mechanical behemoths were laden with advanced technology, ready to assist Tim in his battle against the formidable void.
Kale, awestruck by Tim's solo assault, voiced his amazement. "I can't believe he's taking on the void all by himself. That's incredible!"
Stella, ever cautious, warned, "Don't be too certain. The void is no fool. I've fought him before. The battle has just begun. Don't underestimate him." Her words hung in the air as they watched, aware that despite their current advantage, the void's cunning and power could turn the tide at any moment.