I declare that you are officially old!
What I'm going to do/have done! (Section)
Just got to the new place, lot to do. (No internet, so I'm writing this in place...place is shutting down.) (Edited.)
Things I wrote just for you (And the others here as well!...Section.)
I took a deep breath that turned itself into a heavy sigh.
Agent Instakill: "Portals, dozens, all around it and-"
I paused for a moment, took another deep breath, then added.
Agent Instakiller: "Make the biggest portal one that can let me see its facial expressions."
Shadow Demon: "Sssssss sssou ssssay, sssery ssell."
Dozens and more portals appeared before me. I would've cracked a smile if I could. But I'd learned that weapons can't do that, so instead, I peered into the demon like I was the barrel of one of my guns.
Agent Instakiller: "Lot less fanfare than usual."
Shadow Demon: "Sssot sssessssssss sssinning ssshan sssssssual."
Agent Instakiller: "..."
Instead of responding to its whining, I focused my attention on finishing the mission. And so, I looked into the biggest portal.
Swookch.
The demon was slashing at the ground I'd laid on.
Demon?: "Oh, that's actual-"
Swookch!
Demon?: "Fucking-"
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SwooKCH!
Demon?: "BULLSHIT!"
SwooKReeK!!
A chunk of the dirt was turned over by the Demon's blade. I rubbed my neck and felt an odd sympathy for the soil.
Demon?: "And thanks to that bullshit I'm gonna be wayyy off schedule. Because your gonna keep being a PAIN IN THE FUCKING ASS!"
Swooslish!
The chunk of dirt had been cut in twain.
Pulling out the blade, the demon morphed it into its original shape. A hand.
It calmly wiped the soil off its fingers with nails a bit too sharp to be human.
Demon?: "That is...IF you get in my way. But-" It smiled "Why would you do that? After all, anyone with eyes can tell you're overwhelmingly outmatched. And anyone with a brain and mouth would tell you that you'd be better off running than taking some silly final stand." My wounds throbbed in approval, though my pride was quick in shutting the pain out.
Demon?: "Hmm, no response? Well, maybe the problem is that you don't understand what you're dealing with. You're thinking 'If I can just get one shot in, I can win!' or 'There must be SOME weakness in its power. Like a time limit. Or a range! Or-"
The demon cackled as if the idea itself was ridiculous.
My pride couldn't help but feel a bit bruised. And with that, the throbbing returned with double the aching.
The Demon shook its head.
Demon?: "No foolish 'human'. I'm not like those lesser demons. I am elite, a princess that has commanded for thousands of years! And this IS my domain. And...I am my kingdom."
Too many noises to understand came from every portal, signaling the changes of the forest.
Rocks lifted from the floor, vines entangled themselves into half hearts.
Eyes, arms, and intestines hung or protruded off the trees.
Which now had dozens to hundreds of faces on every log. Each one repeating the words of the demon, forming a chorus of thousands upon thousands of voices.
Demon?: "I am the stories every man, woman, and child tells in Cafir! I am the heartless mother and the tree child, I am the reaper and its partner, the damned souls and the fire that burns and turns them into MY soil! If this body is struck down then it shall take me no more than five breaths to make another! And if you kill me a thousand times then I shall return a thousand and more. I am the tragedy you can not stop, the beginning of the end, the demon that shall undo my father's seal!"
The demon outstretched its arms, shouting to the sky
Demon?: "I am the demon of tales! And I will write the world's final lines! Make the story of your kin nothing more than a tragedy! A nightmare! An ending like all the tales told of my forest, bitter, cruel, and horrific! That shall be the world's end!"
And all at once, every mouth laughed and cried.
For the end of the world.
For the end of humankind.
The final section! (Section.)
The end of this chapter has been declared by me!