I watched as the creature aproached me. A lower dragon. Well, even if it is a lower variant, a dragon is still a dragon, not something a meaningless nobody like me could ever hope to even scratch.
It's appearance resembled a dog. A goddamn huge dog. 5 meters high and eight meters long. Stupidly sharp claws on every single one of his paws. He had a slender build, focused on agility and dexterity. But don't think for a single second his defences were lacking. Black scales covered every inch of it's body, and they were hard. Compared to them, a steel plate might as well be a paper towel. He was like an impregnable fortress.
On the beast's feet, the debris of the place that was once my base. Around were bloody remains of those the monster had already trampled. The very same place I had painstakingly built l after my world was devoured.
Is this it? My end? In the hands of a fucker like that?
Deep inside I knew it. I had no chance of making it out alive. The only reason I even lived this long was because it was having fun watching me struggle. With some semblance of intellect, it was toying with me. This bastard!
My body mangled and broken. It hurts just to breathe, I'm pretty sure some of my ribs are broken, and they may have even pierced through my lungs. I am also pretty sure the blood and bits in my mouth comes from some shredded internal organ.
I grit my teeth and hold my sword with all of my strength, that is not be as much as I would have liked, as my arms are bend in some weird places.
But I refuse to go down just like this... I REFUSE! To think there would come the day where I would use this stupid skill.
[Last Resort]
Tier: White
Burns everything that defines the user in agonizing pain, to bring it's foes down with him. Damage dealt proportional to the will.
Note: There are some better ways to die. Really, why would you do this?
It started. And I felt pain. My body was starting to melt away into dust. The pain was just too much. I felt as if thousands of hands were tearing me apart, piece by piece, as if countless knives were slashing and stabing my very soul. It was agonizing, unbearable.
No... even so... I can't lose focus... otherwise... all for... nothing...
Kill this bastard...
Cut... him up...
Madness filled my eyes.
Tear... this stupid world...
Shred it into pieces...
THAT'S ENOUGH!
I erupted into a flame that consumed everything.
Raising my sword high up above my head, the inhumane pain engulfing my whole being.
By the time I succeeded, there were pretty much only withered bones left out of me, with a couple stubborn bits of flesh holding on for dear life. Somehow I still had my eyes, brain and even heart intact, but I had a feeling that they too would not last for long.
In my last moments, amidst my madness and unending pain, I managed to sport a glance at my cruel and insurmountable foe, and a devilish smile soon appeared on my bony disfigured face, that thing, it was trembling in fear, paralyzed, knowing death was staring right into it's eyes.
That was the last thing I saw as my body turned into dust, and my consciousness faded into nothingness.
* * * * *
Far away. In a dreary place, stood a really old man, so old and beaten one might mistake him for a mummy. But they could not be more wrong.
"Huh? This feeling..."
As if taking notice of something, he suddenly looked somewhere.
"Oh... false alarm... it's just one of those noisy skills once more..."
His interest waned, but, since he was already looking, he decided he might as well watch it to the very end. Those skills usually ended things quickly either way.
"A lower realm? It is still integrating... Huh? The skill is not failing? Kinda rare, guess that doggo is in for some trouble."
The being seemed amused at the dog's bad luck. But that was all there was to it, some amusement. But that was soon to change.
"It flared up? Not the doggo? But then what..."
But it stopped, too shocked to comment any further. The mild flames it was watching suddenly turned violent and soared into the sky above, the sword started emiting a dreadful and malevolent aura. The combusting figure's eyes gleamed with demented madness.
"PFAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THAT'S IT! THAT WILL! THE MADNESS! THIS IS JUST PERFECT!"
The sword then descended and tore everything asunder. The sky split in two, the earth rumbled. It's target absolutely obliterated, until not even ashes remained. It was an apocalyptic scene, as if armaggedon had started.
"If even a nobody could do that, why can't I do the same! LET'S BET IT ALL!"
The old man then beckoned at something nearby.
"GO! SPREAD THE LEGACY! TURN THIS WHOLE WORLD UPSIDE DOWN!"
A silver chain flashed past him, cracks appearing into reality, as it lunged into the void.
"Too bad I won't be able to see it... turn this entire place upside down brat... guess it's my time to go... wait for me..."
The longing in his tone apparent as he turned to dust and dissipated into nothingness.
* * * * *
In the place were the young man and lower dragon previously fought, remained the shambles from the fight, the scenario razed to the ground by the final attack.
Suddenly there was a loud crack, as seemingly the very fabric of reality was torn apart, and out of the void came a gigantic entity. An enormous chain, sliding through the skies like a serpent.
More cracks in space then appeared, and out came hands seemingly made out of shadow. They started restoring the scenery back to what it was, all the while trying to reach out towards the chain serpent in the sky, who started letting out bright rays of light that destroyed the hands upon touch, letting out sounds akin to metal grinding against metal as if to mock their efforts.
After circling for a while, the serpend then dived towards the place where the man stood in his final moments. As soon as it reached the ground, there was a loud rumble, as the whole world trembled, and the serpent started to dissipate into motes of light.
The rumbling showed no signs of stopping, as the whole world started to have come undone, as if it had never existed in the first place. Simply ceasing to exist, although nobody seemed to notice a thing.
* * * * *
"Is this death?"
The young man asked to no one in particular.
"So it's just nothingness forever? How underwhelming..."
In the midst of his contemplation on what he assumed was the afterlife, a crack appeared and out came a silver chain, that just went straight and into his chest, as his consciousness blackened out.