A white haired youth stood clawing against the walls of his room. His finger nails cracked and bleeding, while calluses formed inbetween the region between his skin and the nails. The concrete walls had its white paint scraped off into a bizzare mess, as the former #1 in the city attempts to break free from the grasp of insanity.
"Alright in 3...2.....1...." a strong commanding voice came from outside the room. There, stood a few armed man, looking to be prepared with the latest equipment for the fight of their lives.
They were part of the security squad that resides withing the dark side of the academic city. And their mission? To control and apprehend the deranged experimental subject.
"NOW!"
Bursting into the room, Commander in charge Chief IHanjue attempted to do a sliding tackle against what appears to be a white haired youth. In response to this, the white haired youth simply flicked his hand. And what was left nothing but a gooey mess of the former commander.
"ENNNTHRRROOOOPPPYYY!" the white haired youth screamed like a mad man. Heck, he was a mad man. One who could alter the fabric of reality itself. HIs power was greater than what one could imagine. With the ability to change anything into any state in any alternate dimensions it exists in, one could say he had attained power no less than that of a god.
"What do we do?!" the others had panicked. But they were trained special forces. They were the ones who were supposed to come up with the solution. No, they were supposed to be the solution to the problem.
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"HEheheheHHEHAHEAHA" the white haired youth, who was once named Ryan began to laugh. The walls, and everything around vanished, while the remaining special force members began to feel themselves turn into puddles, or wierd mess that was unreconigsable from their former self. They were still alive, but merely in a different state. A state that didnt allow them to move, breathe, eat or drink. A death brought upon them without actual death.
"HIS GOING TO ESCAPE!" screamed a scientist.
But betraying his expectations, ryan instead splashed around, rolling around in the only disgusting mess he had created, and what that was left of the special force members.
Strong. Monster(?) perhaps thoese words no longer applied to him.
He had reached a stage where thoese terms were merely so unbefitting. It wouldn't even be a lie to call him one who had reached semi-omnipotence.
Somewhere along the line of splashing in the mess that was made of a human, Ryan appeared to have dissapeared.
At that point, the people in the research room knew, that they might have just caused the end of the city they so dearly enjoy experimenting in.
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At that point, Ryan found himself in an entirely different dimmension. Naturally he had done it himself.
He found that there was a strange barrier residing between him and something that seemed to be above. So he broke through.
He found himself in the middle of some strange town like thing.
"Hey you!" a voice called out to him.
"You look new, what kind of god are you?" a sweet and lovely lady called out to him. Her hands holding a basket of flowers.
"HEHEHAHEHAEHA" Ryan replied.
The lady god found herself turned into a flower herself.
She didn't do this, it was to her horror, the man before her.
Ryan picked up the fresh flower he had created.
And into his mouth, the flower went.
Around him, the gods immediately stopped what they were doing. They were simply frozen by the bizzareness of the situation infront of them.
"KILL HIM!" the anger of a god holllered the others to destroy Ryan.
Still laughing and chewing on the flower that was once a god, Ryan took a step forward.