In a dimensional pocket, where the darkness rules and time has slowed to a stop, a 21 year old man sits upon the floor with his legs crossed, his eyes are squeezed shut, his jaw clenched, teeth grinding and his face is scrunched up in frustration, but there is a firm determination that is seen with his frustration.
His upper body is naked, displaying his lean muscles that give him an air of masculinity, while his lower body is covered in a pair of dark blue shorts.
It’s been a long time since he’s been in this place. As an avid adrenaline junky, he has explored and experienced what others would take years to do.
While exploring the Black Forest of Germany, he stumbled upon an underwater cave, located beneath a lake, and being curious as to what was inside, swam towards it, only to be sucked into the dimensional pocket.
For the first few minutes of being trapped within the darkness, his mind raced to find a solution to escape from here, he first tried to feel for walls, but for a long time he couldn’t find any. He tried to run into a wall, but after running what felt like a few hundred metres he didn’t run into anything, even as he ran in different directions the same result came about.
After hours of trying to escape, he finally decided to sit down and rest. But as he rested, a suction force began to pull upon what felt like his very being, his soul. But being the man he is, he didn’t allow himself to be controlled so easily.
As time passed and he grew tired, he started to have negative thoughts about giving in, but how could he allow such thoughts to distract himself.
Instead of giving in like any normal person would, he fought on and never gave up, but even with his will of steel, he was only human. So when the time came for his exhausted self to give in, he snapped.
He said to himself “Fuck! If I go down like this, how the FUCK can I face those cunts up there! That’s right you dog cunt gods! Im talking about you! All of you! I WILL NOT DIE SO EASILY!!”
And as he finished his sentence, he tensed his whole being and let out all the frustration within with a loud roar which echoed out from him, giving anyone who heard it, an indescribable sense of fear.
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While he roared to the heavens, his soul began to revolve itself, turning into a suction force of its own. At first it was a slow revolution, but as he became more concentrated, and determined, the revolutions became more and more quicker, giving it a tornado like suction.
He may not have felt it, but weeks had gone by while he fought the intangible being and became more and more exhausted, but with that toll of exhaustion, his mentality was becoming more and more primitive and beast like, roaring every now and then to keep himself at bay, never giving in to the suction, instead obsessing more and more to devour it instead.
What the young man didn’t know was, this place sealed an entity never seen or heard of before on Earth, an immortal. One whose mind had been corrupted by the temptations of power and revenge. It’s been countless years since its soul had been sealed within, it had calmly and patiently awaited the day where it had devoured and refined enough souls to break apart the seal holding it. But never did it imagine it would encounter someone whose will and determination, made his soul evolve into the immortals nightmare. And now it was only a matter of time before one or the other was devoured.
It’s been about 2 months since this battle of will began and neither the immortal nor the human could hold out much longer, but the immortal had the upper hand, its experience as a soul and as it has devoured many other souls beforehand, its souls power was stronger and more resilient.
But it had underestimated how much potential this young man had, during the 2 months of struggle, his beastly nature had slowly taken control of him, wanting more than ever to devour what was trying to devour him, and as it took over, his soul had become monstrous, revolving continuously with a never ending vigour. His soul grew stronger and stronger, revolving and expanding more and more, until his desires took over completely, turning him more vicious than ever before.
His soul roared with rage and a lust for blood before he took action and rushed forward with the intent to consume.
As the immortal saw what was happening, it was shocked and grew fearful. It could feel his desire to devour it, it could feel the oppressive aura only the most vicious of beasts would posses. But even as it was fearful it didn’t run, nor try to hide. Instead, it induced a roar of its own, trying to encourage itself.
As they rushed towards each other, the immortal knew its time had come to an end, it could feel its very essence be devoured into the humans abysmal soul as they drew closer and closer to each other. It was reluctant to let itself be devoured, so it screamed in anger and sorrow as it was slowly consumed.
The humans soul in its entirety crashed into the immortal, slowly oppressing and consuming it. And as the soul of the immortal nourished his own, the beastly nature subsided slowly, until the immortal was devoured completely and he lost consciousness.