His feet crashed into the ground, crushing twigs and leaves as he bolted through the foliage. Branches slapped against his chest and his face as he darted forward in his uncoordinated sprint. His hands clutched and clawed at his face, trying to scrape away the searing pain that melted through his face. He screamed into the humid morning air, his voice a howling shriek that caused birds and animals to skidder away in mortal terror. In his aimless scurry he foot caught the end of a thick root that extended into the make shift path he was dashing on. In accordance to the laws of the universe, his muscular body continued forth with its original momentum – launching his body into a horizontal sprawl. Face first he collided into the hard ground, his burnt nose crushed against the leaves that lined the earth’s surface immediately before the rest of his visage slammed into the same turf. Rocks and dirt filled his mouth and cut into his facial structure as he slowly slid to stop. Screaming in agony his hands returned to work on the burnt skin that surrounded his eyes, peeing and tearing at the already grotesque wound. In his frenzy he rolled onto his back and his knees up to his stomach, tucking his elbows deep into his ribs while shoving his clenched fists into his eye sockets.
“Arrrgghhh!!” he continued to howl into the still darkened sky. Blood red energy exploded from his trunk as he hurled his appendages into the air around him. The tips of his aura became uncontrollable flames separated into small tongues that licked out against the atmosphere around him. The pulsating force that emitted from his trunk had turned pitch black in areas that wrapped tightly to his body, his fury reaching levels unknown to this world.
His power was spreading like wildfire, engulfing everything that surrounded him as it throbbed forward in waves. Trees, shrubs and fleeing animals that were caught in his the midst of his wrath weren’t allowed the leisure of burning. Rather they combusted in such a manner that their entire beings were evaporated into the depths of his awesome power.
The expansion of his energy stopped abruptly as his screeching lament began its stubborn descent into silence. His aura recoiled quickly, before diminishing into the nothingness around his torso. What was left was the cringing shell of Minoshia, the battle hardened warrior from a practically extinct species. His chest was rising and falling with ridiculous speed, breaths escaping from his mouth in short quick pants. His heart was pounding in his torso; a vein in his forehead was pulsing intensely against the skin. His right hand darted to his chest, clutching the crevice between his two pectoral muscles – he tried to slow his breathing, extending his intake of oxygen and resting his overworked heart. As he calmed, he could hear the burning of foliage around him – but the sky before him was painted into black nothingness. With his free hand he swept the tips of his fingers across the bridge of his nose. Cringing in pain, he could feel the sensitivity of the exposed flesh on his face – at least a few layers of his skin had been seared off and his cheeks felt charred. Expecting to feel closed skin, he lifted his hand to his eyes and pressed his finger into the socket. He grimaced in pain as he crudely prodded at himself, yet he felt no skin. He felt the gooey, soft texture of his own eyeball.
“Then why ca-…” He stopped before completing his rhetorical question about why he couldn’t see, when the answer struck him. The inevitability of the truth thudded against his chest like an anvil had been dropped by the God’s. “Oh fuck… Oh fuck… Goddammit!!” Minoshia burst onto his feet throwing his fists into the air, swinging in a mindless rage at few floating insects that he –naturally – couldn’t see. “You took my eyes!! My fucking eyes…” The scream trailed off as he fell onto his knees, his hands remaining suspended above his head. He stared into the ground now, seeing nothing and feeling nothingness besides uncontrollable rage. He slammed his boney appendages into the ground, falling on all fours. “Seventeen?...” His hissed, his voice nearly silent now – below the audible range of anyone who may be listening.
He is dead you fool. You saw him die. The dark voice echoed in his cranium, deeply chuckling at the pathetic state of his host.
“Not the time… This is not the time…” Minoshia panted through clenched teeth, his lips curling upwards in a demonic grimace. His visage was no longer a mask of calculated determination, nor was cold indifference – his countenance now a display of furious, burning rage. “This is your fault, you motha’ fucker… You let him die, you let this happen to me…”
Silence you fuckin’ idiot! It roared up inside him, burning his brain with incredibly potency. you don’t need that android, forget about him. He was holding us back, everyone is holding us back…
“No! I don’t need you!” He screamed into the earth, saliva pouring from the corners of his mouth – leaking down his bottom lip and pooling on his chin, occasionally falling in drops onto the surface.
You need me now more than ever, you pathetic excuse for life. You are blind and useless, as you always have been. How do you expect to travel, tell me that hot shot?
“I will find a way to survive, like I always do…” The words were poison as they rolled off his tongue and oozed from his lips.
You never did shit. We survived, we succeeded… we destroyed. There is no YOU, and there is no I. There is only a WE. Now, we are blind – but we are not dead. We can still hear, still feel and still sense. I can guide us to victory Minoshia… but you must accept that this is our destiny – one being, one soul.
“And if I refuse?”
You will undoubtedly die and fail.
“Arrrgghhh!!” he continued to howl into the still darkened sky. Blood red energy exploded from his trunk as he hurled his appendages into the air around him. The tips of his aura became uncontrollable flames separated into small tongues that licked out against the atmosphere around him. The pulsating force that emitted from his trunk had turned pitch black in areas that wrapped tightly to his body, his fury reaching levels unknown to this world.
His power was spreading like wildfire, engulfing everything that surrounded him as it throbbed forward in waves. Trees, shrubs and fleeing animals that were caught in his the midst of his wrath weren’t allowed the leisure of burning. Rather they combusted in such a manner that their entire beings were evaporated into the depths of his awesome power.
The expansion of his energy stopped abruptly as his screeching lament began its stubborn descent into silence. His aura recoiled quickly, before diminishing into the nothingness around his torso. What was left was the cringing shell of Minoshia, the battle hardened warrior from a practically extinct species. His chest was rising and falling with ridiculous speed, breaths escaping from his mouth in short quick pants. His heart was pounding in his torso; a vein in his forehead was pulsing intensely against the skin. His right hand darted to his chest, clutching the crevice between his two pectoral muscles – he tried to slow his breathing, extending his intake of oxygen and resting his overworked heart. As he calmed, he could hear the burning of foliage around him – but the sky before him was painted into black nothingness. With his free hand he swept the tips of his fingers across the bridge of his nose. Cringing in pain, he could feel the sensitivity of the exposed flesh on his face – at least a few layers of his skin had been seared off and his cheeks felt charred. Expecting to feel closed skin, he lifted his hand to his eyes and pressed his finger into the socket. He grimaced in pain as he crudely prodded at himself, yet he felt no skin. He felt the gooey, soft texture of his own eyeball.
“Then why ca-…” He stopped before completing his rhetorical question about why he couldn’t see, when the answer struck him. The inevitability of the truth thudded against his chest like an anvil had been dropped by the God’s. “Oh fuck… Oh fuck… Goddammit!!” Minoshia burst onto his feet throwing his fists into the air, swinging in a mindless rage at few floating insects that he –naturally – couldn’t see. “You took my eyes!! My fucking eyes…” The scream trailed off as he fell onto his knees, his hands remaining suspended above his head. He stared into the ground now, seeing nothing and feeling nothingness besides uncontrollable rage. He slammed his boney appendages into the ground, falling on all fours. “Seventeen?...” His hissed, his voice nearly silent now – below the audible range of anyone who may be listening.
He is dead you fool. You saw him die. The dark voice echoed in his cranium, deeply chuckling at the pathetic state of his host.
“Not the time… This is not the time…” Minoshia panted through clenched teeth, his lips curling upwards in a demonic grimace. His visage was no longer a mask of calculated determination, nor was cold indifference – his countenance now a display of furious, burning rage. “This is your fault, you motha’ fucker… You let him die, you let this happen to me…”
Silence you fuckin’ idiot! It roared up inside him, burning his brain with incredibly potency. you don’t need that android, forget about him. He was holding us back, everyone is holding us back…
“No! I don’t need you!” He screamed into the earth, saliva pouring from the corners of his mouth – leaking down his bottom lip and pooling on his chin, occasionally falling in drops onto the surface.
You need me now more than ever, you pathetic excuse for life. You are blind and useless, as you always have been. How do you expect to travel, tell me that hot shot?
“I will find a way to survive, like I always do…” The words were poison as they rolled off his tongue and oozed from his lips.
You never did shit. We survived, we succeeded… we destroyed. There is no YOU, and there is no I. There is only a WE. Now, we are blind – but we are not dead. We can still hear, still feel and still sense. I can guide us to victory Minoshia… but you must accept that this is our destiny – one being, one soul.
“And if I refuse?”
You will undoubtedly die and fail.
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The Prince of Darkness