《I am Hulk!》Chapter Nine : Pure Brutal Domination
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This is purely a work of fiction. Not meant to offend or incite, but to entertain and maybe inspire.
PURE BRUTAL DOMINATION
My heart pounded against my ribcage. My blood boiled. The Dragon that rested in the back of my throat refused to remain silent. Once again, Thunder took an even larger step backwards, my roar filled the vacant gap.
[Saga : Strongest there is!]
“I AM STRONGEST THERE IS” I shot for the walking skyscraper. My feet straddled the clouds as I left an explosion behind my wake, I felt the air guide my steps. I felt the stars beneath my feet. Something manifested, a new Saga.
[Saga : He who leaps overs stars with a single bound]
The sneer of the giant wildly magnified as I neared its face. Without warning, I felt a sudden shock. And then I was sent careening through the battlefield. The instantaneous change in momentum and direction left me disoriented for some moments. I won't lie, that giant has a mean swing. It's speed was something a body of that size should not allow for.
I rose to my feet. The anger formed a deadly green aura around me. Moisture evaporated from my skin as my muscles grew muscles. My bones grew denser, the rage nourished me.
“KNOW YOUR PLACE INSECT” the giant spoke in derision.
I leapt at it again with a roar in my throat and a resounding boom in my back. This time I clearly saw its movements. My perception was enhanced.
If there's one mistake this giant was making, it was that it was grossly underestimating me. I would make it pay for that. I latched onto his hand. My squishy bits regenerated from the blunt trauma I sustained with that stunt.
It brought it's hand up to its face as it noticed me stuck on it. I smirked wrapping both hands over a finger the size of a massive support pillar on its hand. And I PULLED!
KRACKK!
With a resounding crack, the finger was yanked out of its joint. Heh, that was a very nice sound. It fills me with so much vigor. I want to hear it scream.
“ARGH! INSOLENT INSECT! YOUR DEATH WILL NOT BE PAINLESS” spat the giant with rage, Thunder rumbled in the background as dark clouds gathered when it hefted it's axe off its shoulders. I watched it's lost finger regrow. The sonofabitch had regeneration too.
The giant swung it's axe. Sound went silent, blazing fires roared on the axe’s edge, fires that consumed whatever it came in contact with. Like a blazing meteor on atmospheric entry, the explosion ripped through the fabric of space. The clouds dissipated from the intense earth rending shockwave, bodies vaporized indiscriminately on contact with the white hot flames that danced on the blade's edge.
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I felt something that dwarfed all the pain I thought I knew, this feeling redefined the word for me. My soul was on fire, I died. Yes, this agony was death, but I walked back into life through the green door. Not even death could keep its hold on me.
A section of the battlefield was scorched clean of life. Molten metal and blackened earth was all I could see for miles on end as my body reknit itself. I felt nothing for the first few seconds as my cells realigned themselves, as my organs kicked into play. Then came the terrible itch of nerves reconnecting, the immense feeling of pins and needles digging deep into my flesh as skin grew over exposed muscles, which grew over bones and organs.
I'm thankful that I was deep in enemy lines when the giant fell, because the devastation caused by the Titan reached all the way to the defensive line. But at least they were in better condition than the now nonexistent troll offensive army(heh, look what I did there, trolls offensive, kek) I would laugh out loud if I wasn't so ANGRY. I was going murder this thing with pure unrivalled brute force.
[Saga : The One without fear, only an all-consuming, unending fiery rage]
“HMMH? YOU SURVIVED? YOU TRULY ARE AN INSECT. LET ME SHOW YOU YOUR TRUE PLACE BENEATH MY FEET!” The massive landmass that was its feet bloated out the light of the sun as it raised it over me. And then it fell.
THOOOOOMPH!
It sent air curtains spiralling outwards as it inched closer. I raised my hands overhead, like the monkey king under Buddha's palm, I pushed the landmass. And then the force behind it multiplied. I wasn't the monkey king, I wouldn't be trapped under god’s hand. I wouldn't be defeated!
Gamma crackled over my skin, my muscle mass increased in such a manner that even I could tell. The green power rushed through me, as the pressure and stress doubled down. But past that pressure, past that thin line of immense mind breaking pain and soul rending agony was untold elation, limitless power and unimaginable pleasure.
I could hear the titan’s dumbfounded mutterings. An insect pushing back an elephant's feet was what this was.
I wouldn't stop there. I threw the landmass off of me.
BOOOOOM!
The Titan hit the ground with a resounding explosion that shook the foundations of the earth, it formed a super massive craters and accompanying fissures.
“INSOLENT!” It roared, rolling back to its feet. I aimed for the eyes, and leapt. My first dug into those pearly shining orbs. Magma and dust leaked from its wound as it roared out in pain. My feet snapped on its nose, breaking the paltry structure, demolishing it to dust and rubble.
“ARGHH! YOU CURSED THING!” I timed it's arm which was snapping towards its face to either smash me on it of flick me off. It's vision was obscured by its missing eye which was already beginning to regenerate, but it gave me the window I needed.
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Jumping through the gap of its colossal fingers, as the giant disoriented itself from the slap meant to flatten me. I ran along the length of its arm, leaping from the elbow of one hand to land on its other arm in which it held the axe.
I targeted the joints of its wrist, which were large interlinked pieces of boulders.
BOOooOMM I kicked at the largest piece with so much force that it created a resounding shock wave.
“ARGHH! YOU WILL SUFFER FOR THIS!!” The giant roared in pain and fury, shaking the heavens as it swore.
It's gigantic axe fell to the earth, I fell after it. Both arms wrapped around the massive leather bound column that was the Axe’s handle. It dragged me down with it into another crater.
Tornadoes formed and cyclones roared as the giant swung it's arm at me. A mocking sneer on its face, I saw all it wanted to say conveyed through its eyes, it called me foolish for trying to heft it's axe, an axe that only the giant of strength should be able to wield. And it would squash me once and for all, for my insolence in thinking I could do what only it could.
SWING
A white blinding flash drowned out commonsense. The same as when the giant swing its axe.
THwwOOombB!
The surprise on its face as it watched its limb fall to the earth with a rumble. I didn't care if it was lost in thought, I wasn't going to give time to recover. My muscles ridiculously flared up, green electricity crackled over my skin as I swung the gigantic axe again. Ripples spread through space. Sound was silenced. The earth rumbled again, Nidavellir bore witness to my brutality. The giant toppled over, its feet separated from its pelvis. It's boiling blood stained the fields.
It wasn't dead yet, I had to destroy it's core in the post protected part of its body.
I walked towards its fallen body, the axe dragging behind me creating deep ravines.
“STAY THINE HAND ABOMINATION! STAY THINE HA-- WE CAN COME TO AN AGREEMENT.” It begged. I didn't listen.
“I KNOW USEFUL SECRETS! I AM A GENERAL ONLY UNDER THE KING HIMSELF! STAY THINE HAND AND LET ME SPEAK! ODIN! CALL BACK THINE WARRIOR, I WILL PLEDGE MYSELF TO YOU! SOMEONE STOP THIS ABOMINATION! AWAY FROM ME DEVILBORN!!” It began to get hysterical. Wildly flaying it's one useful arm trying to put a gap between us. It was futile.
“NAY! NAY! NAY! I SAY THEY NAY! I AM THE GIANT OF STRENGTH--AHHhhhRRRGHH!”
I positioned the axe directly over its chest. The scent of death and fear drowned out all others. “ROARRR!” I SWUNG down.
BOOOMKKRACKK! it's chest cavity split open, bringing it's pulsating core to view. I ignored it's harrowing screams of agony. I dug my arms into its chest, its boiling lifeblood soaking into the axe pinning it down. With a final snap. The giant cried its last death throe. I crushed the core in my grasp, it's divine essence greedily consumed by the gamma. The axe turned a bloody crimson red after sulking up the giant's blood.
I just now realized that I was very naked. Thunder took its spot back.
“WOAHHHHHHAAAAAAAAA!!!” The world cheered with the Warriors. Their cries of victory reaching the heavens. A sea of armed vikings dashing miles across scorched lands to come embrace me. Their elation and glee fed the atmosphere, an actual rainbow bloomed across the skies.
I wanted more destruction. There's too much energy I'm holding back, the synchronization rate was already past 20% I am hungry for more.
“MIGHTY HULK!” “MIGHTY HULK!” “MIGHTY HULK!” “MIGHTY HULK!!”
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