The Last Stand (1)

 

 

 

"... ... ..." Yun Beishang was still standing in the same place as before once he was over with disintegrating the corpses of gods and goddesses that were previously lunging all over him. In space, as the grayed out other more than half of the Universe was  at Yun Beishang's front and the incoming bulky figure's back, the only spectators currently watching this were those in-game and through their screens back on New Earth. Simply put; 'the whole world is watching you' etched all the more so real into Yun Beishang's mind.

“Hmph.” But it was not Yun Beishang’s intent to go big, or even worse, to go fully all out and not to go back home; it wasn’t going to be that way anytime sooner. And as Yun Beishang looked at the grayed out space before him, still tens of millions of kilometers away from his tiny body and yet with a familiarity deep within him resonating with certain ‘little things’ within that chaotic, non-living being nor undead-habitable other side of the Universe.

“...” Yun Beishang then lowered his head after witnessing the destroyed other half of the Universe with his very own eyes, and senses, with the former then landing on the 7 meters tall mistake of the Universe with his thickest back showing how ridiculous he looked.

“Emheeem! Eat Evil God, beoooomeeeaah!!” The bulky fella said, out of nowhere, causing Yun Beishang’s eyebrows to raise up as he opened his mouth in return to speak to the abomination of life. “You know about that? Thought you all gods and goddesses were simply too dickheaded for keeping a clear mind…”

Yun Beishang’s tone was naturally not friendly, it never ever once was before, it isn’t going to change to one now. But as he finished his few words with an ‘open ending’ at the end of them, his head subconsciously moved, tilting a tiny bit to his left and turned towards the right, right behind and above the bulky god’s left shoulder. A voice coming from there but emanating directly into Yun Beishang’s eyes, not audible for the ‘audience’.

“That's right, and it looks like this thing won’t be of any use with you.” That was the very same old man’s voice that was heard right before tragedy struck the hardest against Main Kingdom’s warriors and Main Kingdom itself, so much that the barrier protecting it went ‘puff’ with just a mere exchange of many gods and goddesses' lives.

“!!” Nevertheless, Yun Beishang was surprised to see the old man appear, even though the gods and goddesses suddenly ‘growing stronger’ from before as if they were all MCs and took away his mantle of being the overpowered one for a few minutes, he didn’t thought that the big and final BOSS would show up before he could beat the younger generation even!

With a face that was calm, an appearance that was all clean and wearing formal, brown robes with a golden embroidery at the edges of the center and with reddish embroidery at the center of the inner brown robe depicting shapes and lines that were incongruous but similar to one’s veins fully pumped up with blood that they became as red as a red string; fitting even more brown robes’ style.

His lips were crooked and twisted as his eyes narrowed a little, he did have some white hair, it was very short and it even seemed somewhat military, but it was really so white that i glowed on its own and it gave anyone who saw his very short hair a notion like they could see through the ‘almost-transparent’ bright white hair.

“Ah, if you’ll excuse me. Just a short- few- short; short few moments.” The old man spoke, his voice was calm and well spoken, nothing like virtually all God Race members’ dialect had become like it is up until now. There was a moment where his words were spoken like a broken record, though; but  it was just that, a moment.

Extending his left index finger to point out and express his politeness, the old man then flew in an instant-like speed towards the bulky one’s behind. When the retarded god looked back and saw the old man, he became 3 parts respectful and 997 parts afraid. Opening his mouth dried with disgusting gods and goddesses’ blood, he stuttered. “L-l-l-l-l- leader, I am here, why are you? Uuuh, I nono eat anymore? Ok-oh- kay, I’l leave- leader?...LEADER?!”

While the bulky fella eased up his way to speak up at the old man who was now right behind himself and with his right hand extending over to his own column, the bulky fella suddenly became alarmed and even frantic when he saw no expression coming from the old man just as he wanted to leave the leader to fight the bad and evil Evil God.

However, the old man kept looking down at the bulky fella’s comparatively tiny head to his own back, his white brows furrowed and lips pursed up a little. This image was rather quizzical to the spectators of the live streamings and even to Yun Beishang who tilted his head to the right to this strange, bizarre spectacle.

Then, the decrepit lips of the old man eased as did his eyebrows and his narrowed eyes up until now became serene, “Oh, child of the gods and goddess…you’re useless.”

With a tone that suddenly became a bit high pitched in the second part of his words, the old man’s right hand suddenly caught the top of the ‘tiny’ head of the bulky Atmosphere God god, while his left hand clawed at the nape of the bulky fella and moved even deeper into the head of the same once his left handed fingers penetrated the bulky fella’s skin and muscles.

“AAaaaaAAAAaAaaaaaaAAAAAAHHHH!!!” The fella screamed, yelled and howled out loud, Yun Beishang was watching with arms crossed, eyes calmly and even somewhat serenely blinking at slow speeds. The spectators of the live streams surely weren’t like him, and either muted the stream or were too stunned to even do anything about it, forgetting to even how to breathe.

…pfffsh-PRISHK!!

“...aaaaawaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAHH-” Suddenly, the screaming bulky fella became silent…naturally, it would be so for a normal living being as - as soon as they lost their head, they would just become limp and die fully; slowly. But for a god, even having one’s both brain and heart crushed, even in this wasted state of theirs, millions- no, trillions of times worse than a Fallen’s Fate and a forced one for that matter— which were the erroneous ones —could even remain alive unless they were fully killed by any means.

But when the head was separated from the bulky fella after the old man spent almost 2 minutes filled with screaming and howls that made the space even close to the destroyed other half of the Universe ripple with friction and ruptures of space itself; the bulky god suddenly quieted down and said nor moved anymore afterwards.

Seeing this scene, Yun Beishang looked on with rapt attention but still calmly and even…indifferently.

If this was a ‘very well’ written action or fantasy movie, TV show or animation, Yun Beishang waiting here would be as he was extremely shocked, surprised and incredulously looking at the horror before him like it was a free show and definitely not a plot-devised power up for the enemy. But in this case, Yun Beishang was even…looking on at the scene before him; boringly.

“Ah, ah, just one more…ah, moment!” The old man looked up at Yun Beishang and then down at the head of the bulky fella over and over again, speaking while using what was left of the fat of his palms to wipe round the blood and disgusting organ matter around the deadass Atmosphere God god’s head, all around his face and lips.

“Aaaa, there we go ah!” Exclaimed the old man, feeling satisfied. Looking once more at Yun Beishang, but this time for 2 seconds without the slightest intention of giving any threat to himself, Yun Beishang looked back at the old man with closed lip and serene eyes through his Godly Crowned Helm of the Great Petals of Destruction.

“Haha, haha, haha, haha. You know,” the old man’s cut-off, repetitive laughs while pointing at Yun Beishang with his left index finger and playing with the head in his right hand like a sports’ ball, throwing it into the space and drawing it back into his right palm over and over again suddenly spoke with rapidness while looking at Yun Beishang like a grandpa would to his grandson; content and glad he came to visit the oldie.

“That piece of armor, all of it. Even I cannot pass through it with my power. Ahahahahaha! I’ve been…for so many eons…the Leader of the God Race, yet I’ve found myself…outmatched?!” In his last spoken word, besides increasing volume a couple of times, the old man extended out his neck and looked upturned at Yun Beishang with his head lowering a bit, aggressively making a stance.

“It’s not just the Almighty Gods, High Gods…and even Atmosphere Gods that have not only not advanced after so many millions of years, even you, an Ancient God Godly being has not advanced one bit; nothing at all.” Being a bit playful with his words but his eyes becoming disdainfully indifferent, Yun Beishang shut the old man up with the latter forming a stiff smile with half his lips hidden against his teeth.

“...” For a while, with the silence of the old man forming restlessness within the spectators who weren’t able to what anything at all  through this entire exchange of seemingly ‘communication’ between Yun Beishang and the terrible old man, the old man didn’t speak until he saw no change in Yun Beishang’s face after 2 minutes of such an uneasy, bizarre moment.

“It is not your concern to speak of matters of my God Ra-” The old man was suddenly interrupted by Yun Beishang who took a step forward and immediately said in the same way that the old man was communicating in that same method for only the 2 of them to hear. “Not only have you been wasted, but its been for millions of years, from something that started so long ago and that you forced when you betrayed your own creator; your entire Race faces extinction now that only you are left in this Universe. What the hell was even all that for?”

Seeing Yun Beishang’s slightly mocking face but hearing his totally humiliating, shaming and insulting words, the old man gripped and clawed at the head in his hands while the drifting away corpse of the bulky man began being drawn back to the old man once again as if it had a mind of its own and was only ‘playing’ to be dead.

“I have NO CREATOR!! All I had was my mother and father, nothing else!! What creator? What creator?!” The old man’s eyes became bigger, not him widening his eyes, but genuinely growing almost as big as ⅕th of his entire head’s size, coming out of his eye sockets and all.

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“Oh, but you also ate them too, didn’t you?” Yun Beishang playfully said as his lips pursed just a little bit, however, seeing the old man’s expression calm down as those bigger eyes turned soulless for a few seconds already, Yun Beishang's face dropped. Yun Beishang couldn’t help adding in a ‘no way dude’ tone of voice, “You didn’t really do that…right? Right? …Oh-my-fucking-god.”

“...” - “...” For a moment, both bizarre men looked at each other, one with his head tilted to the right, with ‘I’m judging’ written all over his face while the other had a stiff, not alive-like countenance and soullessly looked back at Yun Beishang, returning the glare but in an obviously much creeper and ill mind-inducing pair of eyes.

Within the live streamings, in Main Kingdom, Godly Journeyers weren’t so baffled about there not being sound from the seemingly ongoing communication between Yun Beishang and the old man, but they were still frowning and with their mouths slightly opened in brutal confusion.

On the other hand, the spectators from New Earth were even worse; even though everybody played the ‘game’ now, it was just not within their right minds to think of the current events happening even being real anymore, giving them extreme frustration from the situation and frowning even harder and deeper.

“...Well, the Evil God seems to have noticed? Hm, the Evil God is the Evil God after all.” The old man spoke at last, his countenance no longer appearing amicable nor easy going, but Yun Beishang’s whole face was still indifferent and disdainful; emotionless in a way too.

“Mn, I know.” Yun Beishang said, lowering his eyes a little as he looked down at the system’s interface, his eyes were naturally showing some kind of entertainment as they went back to reading by skimming through the contents. He couldn’t help but breathe in a sharp tiny amount of breath before snorting in a chortle from his nose while shaking his head.

[God Katakya]: Type: God Race, Grade: Universal(Ancient God), LV: 200, HP: 639Q. The oldest God of the God Race within the Universe, and all of the Universal Lands. From a young age, wise and bold, from a slightly later young age, incredibly bold and clever. When the Goddess Creator of the God Race reappeared in order to guide the God Race, this animal betrayed the God Race’s creator and took advantage of the current extremely weakened Goddess Creator to consume her and then lead the entire ever-powerful God Race. Through time, he was discovered to have a fixation with getting into his mouth the countless corpses of Gods and Goddesses without wasting a single one, which is unknown where such fixations had their origin come from…

“Ehe… Well, whatever you’re doing with that ‘head’ right now, why don’t you show me? Right now, you being an Ancient God powerhouse is making me feel bored.” Yun Beishang said so with a calm countenance, even nodding a little reassuringly every now and then as he spoke.

“...” In return, Katakya had an inexpressive facial expression locked at facing Yun Beishang’s face with just 20 meters separating both hegemons from both sides.

“...If you insist.” In a quiet tone, Katakya spoke, his face still inexpressive, but his hands began to gently and softly hold onto the bulky fella’s head before slowly lifting it to his head level. Then, after giving Yun Beishang another look with those grown-bigger eyes, Katakya lunged his mouth towards the left cheek of the head, directly pulling flesh and some teeth into his mouth and some others flying through different directions as he munched the flesh in his mouth.

“...gnaw! Monch, mon nomnommon mon mon! Nññaym, uhm, grrsshhh… NOMNOM… ÑO- ÑAM ÑAÑAÑAMM!!” With teeth flying around every now and then, Katakya moved his arms and caught those fleeting teeth flying away with extreme precision using his left and right index fingers respectively.

The sight was…overwhelmingly nefarious. The skin from the head’s face was all eaten up rather quickly, as if it was a delicacy first that was incredible and the old man didn’t even feel disgusted and had no qualms upon eating away the lips of the now very dead retarded god. Instead, Katakya munched on them with pleasure as if it was really chewy.

“...” Yun Beishang frowned at last, how could he not? It was too fucking unreal!!

The worst part had yet to come, as it did come when the old man began pulling deliciously at the hair of the head with his teeth like it was some sort of candy, Yun Beishang frowned even deeper as he kept his hands crossed and waited for Mother’s notice.

“Ñomñomñom, you want some?!” The nice and thoughtful grandpa Katakya offered Yun Beishang some ear, it was half chewed on, and Yun Beishang didn’t even respond as his calmed down face glared at the old man’s bigger eyes expressionlessly. Katakya shrugged his shoulders before hurrying his hand holding the ear back to his mouth, “You’re missing it, kid.”

“Munch, yom yom! You know,” the old man began again, he had blood, brownish and red streaming down all over his lips as he said to Yun Beishang without stopping munching on and on and with his eyes flicking between the skeleton in his hands and Yun Beishang with upturned eyes.

“There’s some things that you young ones don’t ever understand, don’t ever give your rivals any time, at all. Whatever it is, reinforcements, a trap or…” Katakya’s eyes became a little bigger, his head turned to the left side and his eyeballs rolled to still aim directly at Yun Beishang’s eyes in such an awfully creepy manner. “Letting them grow stronger right in front of you without risking it all to stop it.”

PUMPUMPUM…!!!!!!!

From within the heart of the old man Katakya, gold luster came out of his chest and met the ‘outside world’ from within the old man’s body. As light rays of gold came out from his heart, Yun Beishang’s nostrils flared up once before remaining calm, he gazed at the situation unfold with his arms still crossed and tilting his head to the left.

“That won’t be enough…” Yun Beishang commented, the old man nodded exaggeratedly once with half a smile on his God Race’s blood-stained face before raising his arms and extending them to the sides, the skull lifting ‘itself’ up to Katakya’s chest level as it was surrounded by a golden energy-aura. “You’re right, I didn’t have this tool scraping up piles and loads of other tools for nothing. I found out he was quite a good incubator!”

“Just look at this beauty!!” Katakya obsessively said, the skull began to melt itself down, forming a shitty-colored ball of liquid that flowed and made circles on the spot right in front of Katakya’s chest. The old man’s voice, true voice, finally came out of its hideout as the terrifying, grotesquely hoarse but still quiet words began speaking directly into Yun Beishang’s ears.

“I only needed to complete my masterpiece before eating it all, before becoming and razing anything THAT EXISTS TO THE GROUND!!!!” Towards this outburst of Katakya, Yun Beishang merely raised his left eyebrow in return, still not making a move despite Katakya’s ‘timely warning’.

“Huh, what, you think I should be judged by a man that kills others of ‘his own people’ just so that his army becomes powerful? Someone that exhausts resources just to get there-” The old man made Yun Beishang’s eyes roll, that without the slightest bit of care, Yun Beishang interrupted with his left palm sweeping slowly in a dramatic manner in front of his chest. “Are you done? You’re taking too much to do any shit, mn, you talk too fucking much.”

“...See for yourself then.” The same terrifying, quiet voice spoke, intending to disrupt Yun Beishang’s brain and make him crazy; it - of course failed.

…fweesh…PFUUUMMMM, CRACKLE CRACKLE CRACKLE~!!~!!~~!!

Then, Katakya had the rest of the body of the bulky fella sent into the bonfire in a sudden motion, the shit-like ball of liquid following right after with Katakya blinking in and out to appear right above the bonfire’s flames, his hands becoming reddened by the burning of those mysterious flames.

“Witness…my masterpiece!!” With n extremely high pitched, sharp voice but still extremely hoarse tone to it, Katakya spoke as his eyes grew as big as half his goddamn fucking head and not just remaining within his head as they curved around his hair and even replaced his nose and cheeks.

Slowly, and at last, the bonfire began to turn itself off, the flames slowly dancing lower and lower; all the way until only the carbonized bodies of some other Atmosphere God gods and goddesses that were previously naked under the flames and still alive, and where 2 meters above the base of the put out bonfire, a tiny ball the size of a baby’s fist consisting of a deep shade of red with some brownish mixture that was barely visible was the only thing remaining from the corpse of the Atmosphere God god that has eaten who knows how many gods and goddesses.

Their own kin; treated just like a chain-food in the most primitive and basic of imaginable and unimaginable ways.

 

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