King Graha rode the Digger with a smile on his face. He can feel it, once his army will reach his destination, he will finally make that woman pay after all this years. He still remembered it from years ago...
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Graha was just a regular zombie back then, wandering around at the woods. At that time, he was already conscious and is at the starting point of evolution. As he walked through the forest, he saw a woman wearing elegant clothes. She had a big pointy hat and a white blank mask that covered most of her face. Seeing her as a nearby prey, he dashed towards her. His undead eyes shining in bloodlust. He leaped at a height quite impossible for that of a regular human and tried to pounce towards his target.
The woman noticed this and just hit him with a backhand that sent him to a nearby tree.
"Oh my, to think that a weakling like you had the audacity to attack me."
Graha slowly stood up, half of his face had been taken out. His single remaining eye bore a curious look.
"You are strong. Perfect. When I eat your flesh, I will further ascend."
The woman just laughed at his proclamation.
He narrowed his eyes at her blatant show of disrespect and proceeded to attack her. For the next following minutes, Graha attacked the woman as best as he could however, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hit her. The woman just avoided his attack like it was nothing. Every passing minute, he began to feel that she's just toying with him. Fueled by anger, he increased his speed, trying to land a hit but the result is still the same. The woman then brought her hand towards his face and hit him with a freezing blast that caused his face to be fully incased in ice. She hit him again in the abdomen with a vicious kick that blew his entire torso apart. His arms and legs flew to random direction while his head was caught by her.
"That was good stress reliever. I better go back before he I get yelled at again."
With that, she threw the head like a piece of trash. Graha's head rolled through the ground until his momentum was stopped by nearby rocks. The woman then vanished with a speed faster than the eye can see.
On the ground, Graha was livid. He had never felt so outclassed, so weak, so humiliated. He swore on that day that he would remember her and make her pay for what she did to him today.
Over the years, he has studied her every move while also continuing to increase his strength for his eventual evolution. He learned that her name is Juha Bara and is the right hand of the great lord. She was hailed as the notorious white face due to her mask and is feared throught the world. Seeing her reputation, it's no wonder she played him like a fool however this didn't stop him from his pursue of revenge. He couldn't attack her right away though as he still isn't strong enough to go against her. Not to mention that being apart of the one great nest, gives her a massive protection by its king. If any one dared to attack her, they would feel the wrath of the great lord.
For the time being, he devoured any undead and hannis he could find. Years later, his spies suddenly alerted him of Juha's exile. No one knows why she was exiled but he didn't care. All he saw is a great oppurtunity to kill her without repercussions. With no backing of the great lord, he can finally have his revenge. All that's needed is to evolve to match her power and find her location.
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'And here we are', Graha thought as he saw the massive walls on the horizon.
'Such majestic structure. And soon, it will be mine.'
He suddenly stopped when he saw a large army a few miles from him. Unlike his undead ones, his enemy's are all machinery. Some of them are floating in the air while some are standing on the ground. They had a different variety but all machine. At the front of the robotic army, he saw Juha Bara standing beside an individual fully incased in armor. Said individual has a giant sword at his back while carrying a massive gun in his hands. Graha also spotted a drakier behind him wearing an armor as well. They seem prepared. One of the flying machines flew towards him. Once it was close to at least a few feet from him, a blue light flashed from its scope and showed the armored head of the individual from before.
"You dare bring an army towards my land. I am King Jerome and this is my nest. Be warned, if you continue to proceed, I will take this action as an act of war. Whatever your reason is for coming here, I will give you one chance to walk away. If you don't, I will kill you."
'The audacity of this newly turned weakling. To order me around like I am some kind of child' suffice to say, Graha is absolutely pissed.
"No, I will have Juha's head for I am King Graha. After that, I shall take yours as well for this disrespect." Graha lay down his word with much conviction.
"...I see. Death it is then."
Graha hit the drone with a punch that cause it to broke apart. Fury is evident in his eyes.
"No more talking. Crush them!" With his yell, the army of undead dashed towards their enemy. Zombies, crawlers, diggers, bulkiers, all of them ran like rabid beasts. They screamed as they ran, saliva's dripping in their mouths. Graha beckoned his Digger to dashed onward as well.
On his front, the one who proclaimed himself as King Jerome ordered his army to attack as well. His drones flew above the sky and Graha could see multiple guns coming out of their bodies. Soon it fired multiple projectiles towards his armies that pierced their bodies. His zombies and crawlers are poorly outmatched as they can't attack the drones due to them being uphigh in the air. Seeing his smaller army being decimated, he ordered his drakiers and diggers to intercept the annoying drones. Due to the diggers' humongous size, they are able to reach the drones with a swipe of their hands. The drakiers may not be as big as the diggers but they make up for it with their high jumps.
They can intercept the drones with their leap and can rip them apart with their vicious bites. However, both drakiers and diggers are unable to eliminate even a single drone. Each drones can somehow evade the attacks with great maneuver. With their guns pointing at their targets, they showered them with bullets. In just a few minutes after the war has started, King Graha saw his army being slaughtered one by one. His army stood no chance against the onslaught as their bodies are being littered with bullets and are being torn apart by a few explosions.
'No, no, no, no! This was not suppose to happen!' Graha thought before he jumped up high in the air. With a shout, numerous black tentacles came out of his back. Now joining the battlefield, he made short work with the drones. His long tentacles would slice the drone in half at great speed. He saw his higher ranking officers joining in as well. They decimated each drone they encounter. Ripping each machinery apart. Trusting his subordinate to destroy more of those blasted drones, he resumed his own onslaught.
During his rampage, a familiar figure came right in front of him. The elegant dress, pointy hat, and of course the blank white mask.
"White Face. So you finally decided to join as well. Do you remember me?"
"Uh...no. Who are you?"
'Unbelievable', Graha can only shake his head internally.
"I suppose I can't blame you since I am just a weakling back then. However, I will never forget the humiliation you gave me. Today is the day you will die by my hand, Juha!"
With a battle cry, he launched towards his sworn enemy and their battle begun. They traded blows per blows and dodged with a follow up counter. For the following duration of their battle, neither opponent us able to hit the other yet. Each strike they delivered was blocked or evaded. Graha is feeling a little anxious now. 'I can't hit her', he thought as they traded blows again and again.
Each attack Juha deliver would get blocked or evaded by Graha and when he threw an attack of his own, Juha is able to block and evade as well.
'No, no, not again! I am stronger than before! I will not be toyed like what happened in the past again. Never again!' Graha thought as he used his numerous tentacles to try to hit Juha.
"Alright, time to finish this."
With a foreboding sentence, Juha vanished and reappeared right behind him and kicked him right in the back that sent him to the ground with a loud crash.