" talking "
' thinking '
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{ Author Note }
'My first made Bijuu, and it looks like Shukaku. It is also my first handmade cursed spirit.' I feel the sadistic radiance made by the giant Bijuu as it looks up at me as if expecting an order from me before it leaves. "I guess you can take the name of your predecessor, Shukaku, so go, and you and Anubis can work together, though don't cause too much trouble," I say to the Sandy Tanuki as it disperses into a sandstorm out of the cave as I dig through my new knowledge to see what I can do with it before I feel a message from Arthur come through.
'My lord, we require a bit of instance.' Arthur grunts over the telepathic link as I listen to him before I teleport over to see a Gojira blasting a beam of radiation at a flying Ōtsutsuki, which simply waves its hand and deflects the beam towards me with the city behind my towering form.
"Bow," I say emotionlessly as two marks appear on the side of my jaws as a gravitational force crashes on the Ōtsutsuki, causing it to hit the floor at an earth-shattering speed as the Gojira helplessly bows as well, crouching in front of me.
"I don't care if you are new. You shall learn your place," with my voice crashing against them and my telepathy crashing into their minds and twisting through their memories as I stop caring about the morality of my actions before turning towards the Gojira, leaving the now bleeding Ōtsutsuki member alone.
"And you, Your job is to deal with other Kaiju, and MUTO's not an Ōtsutsuki, so return to your patrol." the Gojira nods and quickly flees as I swing my tail around to grab the Ōtsutsuki member before flinging them into the distance.
"I have dealt with it, Arthur. Now, deal with the rest. I have something to attend to." I say with my voice resonating across the city behind me as I appear in front of the small clan of Ōtsutsuki, staring them down with apathy as they get ready to fight me.
"Begone." I say, bored as I teleport them to a different planet in my inner world, which has now become a solar system with them appearing on a mock version of mercury. 'time to start some relocation.' as I teleport in front of the Precursors central city and grab the entire town with my telekinesis and teleport to a mock version of Neptune and terraform the planet to fit there needs and let it settle with it already have mass amounts of life spawn on it.
'Now for the Na'vi.' I teleport across my mock Earth and relocate the clans and places they live to Mars, terraforming it to match perfectly where they lived. The planet grows and spawns the same life as my Earth. 'Now they can be separated but still compete, at least after they figure out space travel.' I teleport to Mercury and look down at the Ōtsutsuki.
"This will be your planet, so treat it as your lifeline. Destroy it, and I will kill you all, but make it flourish, and I will reward you. I don't care if you have conflicts with the other races; just don't send each other to extinction." I say in a low, uncaring voice before teleporting to the precursors to see them examining the new planet.
"Enjoy your new planet. I have decided that separating you all would be more efficient for your individual growth as well as making it easier for the wars." I say to the Precursor King, seeing the wide, sadistic smirk under his chitinous face as he bows.
"We happily accept this new gift, my lord. After all, what we could do with our own world is untold, especially when we don't have to fight those filthy humans and monkeys for territory or research subjects." His eyes grow menacing as he looks around his new expansive territory.
"You only have one rule: Don't destroy the planet. Besides that, have all the fun you want. Creatures will grow and spawn here with time, though they will be purely aquatic." I say with a dark yet emotionless undertone as he nods his head before I teleport to the newly relocated Outcasts to see the King confused but accepting.
"Bring out Randor. It is time for him to succeed you." I say, uncaring to the King as a guard goes to retrieve Randor after the King nods to me with a solemn face. "It has only been five years, my lord. Do you truly believe it is time for him to succeed me?" The King says with a shakey voice as my eyes sharpen towards him.
"I gave you all life here, so do not question me." My tail rocks towards the King, grabbing him and smashing through the throne with his back to the wall. I have grown to no longer care all that much about the life on this planet. After all, I only need a select few from each species. The rest of you could perish for all I care." I say with an unwavering dead voice as I stare the King in the eyes.
"I don't even care that you question me, but I care how you did it. You are questioning me due to your weakness and despair of losing what you have. You used to fight for you, but now you are merely a broken tool." I throw the King towards the newly arrived Randors feet, who just blankly stares at his father before giving me a look of reverence.
"It is time for you to ascend to your proper standing, Randor, so slay your father and rule your kingdom and future empire, unlike your failure of a father. Once that is done, you shall become a true apostle under me, and I will give you your gift ascension." I say with a blank tone as Randor easily and masterfully unsheathes his sword, making a quick and clean swing and removing his father's head from his body.
He then emotionlessly steps over the body of his previous King and father before taking a knee and bowing to me as I materialize grace-bane, shift it into a bastard sword, and stab it into the floor. "I name you, Randor Embermane, King of the Outcasts and the Sorcerer of Flames, to ascend to your royal seat and lead your people to a future of glory and advancement," I say with a regal voice as I bring Gracebane up and go through the process that one would see when being knighted.
"I thank you, our guardian god and grand creator," Randor says as he stands. I present him with a tailor-made potion, its contents swirling and churning within the bottle. He grabs the bottle with a nod before sitting on his throne.
I then nod to Randor as he sits himself before swallowing the contents. A swirl of magic gathers around him, with the inside bursting with chakra as the inside of the castle starts to catch flame. The cocoon of magic changes to a blazing inferno of red before it majestically bursts open to show him sitting on the throne, releasing a sigh and causing a massive stream of fire to be let loose from his maw.
My eyes quickly scan his features at the two towering horns on his forehead. His eyes scanning the room, his sclera's pitch black and his iris a menacing crimson red, his four arms resting on the newly made throne. His claws are sharper and able to cleanly cleave through a Muto's skin, with his skin now looking like hardening molten rock, as if he were the personification of fire.
"I name you the flaming giant Surtr, the true and one king of the outcasts." Randor gives me a bow from his throne to his new title as I look around at the once royal guards, which have now turned into nothing but blazed marks on the walls before I teleport away back to Earth.
"Jörmungandr, it is time," I say to the open ocean as I watch him lift his massive head from the sea. I start to gather the surrounding cursed energy and chakra into two flickering orbs around me, one being a dark and red swirling mass of malevolence and the other a green and white mass of life.
'I will finally be retrieving my body.' Jörmungandr rests his head on the sand in front of me. I simply nod as I send my telekinesis to grip his body and feed him an herb. A cocoon of magic wraps around him, causing blinding light to be shown across the world as I shrink the cocoon down and start to infuse it with the two orbs before releasing a massive beam of pure magic into it as I morph his physical form into a hyper condensed Dragonoid.
"I will make you my companion, Jörmungandr," I say with determination. Still, my voice quickly fades into an apathetic muttering as I start speaking several languages from different worlds with magical meanings. First-man runes, Valyrian glyphs, Shadow glyphs, and other things of magic tangibility wrap around the cocoon.
The light then slowly settles and disperses as a Humanoid Dragon steps out of it, with black scales covering the entire body and golden scales giving highlights as they crack their neck. My eyes then look to their Kirin-like horns with a dark silver mane going down the back of their neck. A pair of wings then pop out of their back, their patterns reminding you of their previous form.
"Now, this is nice," Jörmungandr says as he flexes his arms. I look down at his four arms and see that the lower pair are more lean and larger than the higher pair. I also see how his scales are jagged, and he can flex them out like Anguirus. "It seems you have taken traits from all sorts of things, Jörmungandr," I say to him as he simply nods for a second before he curls his hand, and a sickly green flame appears in his palm he down the same with another as several bolts of electricity bounce between his fingers.
"You have given me a remarkable body, Livyatan," Jörmungandr says as he continues to look about before a look of contemplation shows on his face. "What is it, Jörmungandr," I say quickly, seeing the look. "Now that I have this form, what about something being the border or someone else?" He asks. As he looks out into the ocean, I hear a deafening shriek.
"None of the other planets have one, so it should be fine, and I recommend you deal with that," I say plainly as Jörmungandr shakes his head before flying away to what I can assume is his girlfriend, which makes me chuckle for a second seeing that it is the Purple Death that has been rubbing up on him since they have arrived.
'Now that I have that done, what do I do now?' I open my world list and simply scroll down the options before my eyes stop on Dark Souls and Bloodborne, making me contemplate on the two options before I scroll a bit more to see other options that also tempt me for a bit before I cut out all the different options leaving only five in front of me to decide from.
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{A/N Well, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and apologize for the break. I had to cat sit for my grandma, then I lost my job, and school has been punching me in the gut, so I decided on a short break so I could get back on my feet for a bit, but I'm back, and we will be going back to regular broadcasting.
But I will leave a vote of the five worlds to choose from.
1. Dark Souls
2. Bloodborne
3. Skyrim
4. Marvel
5. DC
So those are the options I would like you all to choose from. I hope you all liked how I dealt with Randor and Jörmungandr as the characters in the MC's Inner World, or, well, Galaxy will now start having some screen time.
But I will put the usual below and call it a day.
[Status]
Species: Devouring Leviathan
Name: Livyatan
OG Name: Cameron
Titles: World Breaker, Legend Slayer +11
Length: 632m (2073FT)
DNA Assimilated: 538