I whisper saturating in my disbelief, "How?"

She echoes through the air alarming several mutants near me, "After we laid with one another, did you feel yourself weaken?"

I raise an eyebrow saying, "Hmmm. I actually noticed a dramatic reduction in my power."

She echoes through the air, "I believe some kind of seal was placed on me using the runes that interlaced my body. You broke that seal by giving a life's worth of energy. I didn't understand it until you reached me once more. Suddenly, I understood."

She whispers in a voice that only I may hear, "You were the only one I could bond with. It could be no one else."

I nod my head as my thoughts connect the chain of events. My mutations slowed afterwards along with my reduction in raw physical specs. She also shined brighter than after our union. I would have died if I hadn't been infected with The Fog, she wouldn't have been able to bond with anyone, and The Fog would have taken over my mind if not for her draining of its power.

I squint my eyes as I say in my arctic voice, "Our meeting feels almost too perfect..."

She says, "I believe in fate. This was meant to happen."

I whisper, "I'm sorry the first sight you'll see of the outside world is one of carnage."

She says with her peculiar seductive charm like the hypnotic trance of a snake, "These hordes attempted to separate us Pyrex. Do you remember the scene you left after decimating the horde in the cavern?"

"Yes."

She murmurs in a voice loaded with power and purpose, "I thought your battle was elegant, like a dance of death. Let us stop the force below us in an even greater maelstrom of ice both graceful and decisive."

As several monsters sprint towards me leaking their orange, gooey saliva, I say, "We shall become the arbiter of their apocalypse. The act of their Armageddon. The cause of their cataclysm."

After my announcement, a scouting ship flies over head from behind us. They must have used the beacon in my obelisk for tracking my location.  A voice appears from the ship, "What are you?"

I boom my voice, "I am Pyrex Amador. Back away, else you be caught in my crossfire."

A confused voice answers through the sounding system on the ship, "What? We are here to save you! Get on board before your overwhelmed."

Instead of answering, I charge the cold in me using the my fiery hate for these abominations as fuel. I lift my right foot as I flip my ice sabers in my hands towards the ground. I shout, "I will overwhelm, they will fall."

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I slam my foot into the ground shattering the earth beneath me, but the collapse bolts outwards in every direction like a lightning strike of force. The ground around me cracks as jutting slabs of rock tumbling in every direction. A circle 500 meters across  crumbles at my might, but I continue my assault.

I crush my swords into the ground channeling absolute cold from the ground. The air above the crushed area implodes downwards as my strength saps the area of all heat. A layer of liquid nitrogen, oxygen, and co2 falls from over head. As the liquid touches my enemies, they detonate from the water within their bodies expanding rapidly. 

I pull my swords from the ground as I stand, but I cross them in front of me as I roar, "I am the harbinger of their slaughter."

I rip the swords apart brandishing the swords against my sides as a single seismic wave funnels through the ground in all directions. As the wave passes, the wasteland of cold reconstructs to its previous warmth while the super cooled liquids I covered the area in from before detonate as they return to their gaseous state.

The attack produces an engulfing cannonade with the rapid explosiveness of a carpet bombing. As the ship shakes in the air, the voice says, "What in the hell is going on?"

I crouch downwards before I dash into the remaining hordes of creatures as I say, "This hell is freezing over."

Allure laughs at the cheesy line as I grin at my own joke. I push on the frozen earth beneath my feet jutting me through the air as I fly with my swords trailing an arc of ice beneath me. Low hanging clouds surround me as I freeze the water creating portions of ice daggers falling from the sky. The sensation of weightlessness pulls me as I accelerate towards the earth. 

Before I land, I build power in my arms and legs as a single thought booms through my mind - I am unstoppable.

Right before I crash into the ground, a sickening aura of dark red like moving blood appears as the incarnation of hell pops into my vision below me. Her gray skin accentuates the fire of her hair and the blaze of her aura. Her armor accentuates her lean figure that supports an astonishing feminine charm. 

The liquid blood around her expands channeling towards me as she says with a voice like black ichor spilling into my eyes, "Unstoppable aye? Hahah, then meet the immovable."