"Shit! Get back y'all !" I screeched at my teammates, all but I too slow to react to the devastating attack. blinking behind cover I waited with bated breath, there was no sound at all.
"Yo?" I check coms already knowing what type of reception was awaiting me
"Man what the fuck! You might as well just die so we can get a fresh run in." I knew he was going to say some sorry shit like that.
"What the hell man, Nah, I got this." I take a peek at the towering monstrosity.
A titanic metal man stood looming over my hiding spot it was easily over 100ft tall. Random swirls and spirals were crawling up and down its body, it was probably some type of druidic writing foretelling an ancient evil or whatever I usually skip the cutscenes. I look around at the ruined remains of what was once a great castle that was destroyed during the war of something. I can only imagine how nice it used to be now that the previously sitting, titan king? Oh, that's a throne, nice, stood watching what remained of his once great hall.
"You not gone be able to kill it, it 1-shots you."
"Bro just sit back and be dead, please!" God, why do I even play the game with them? But he did have a point so I quickly switched my loadout up taking off my raid gear and going for a glass cannon build, switching out all my attack for their buffing counterparts, silently laughing in the face of those who mocked me for picking a paladin class. I sat there laying buff upon buff on myself getting ready to kamikaze this thing to death, hoping that the masterclass spell I received from my most recent level-up would be enough to kill it. All the magic being used must've drawn the thing's attention because I heard a whistle the telltale sound of an impending attack and immediately blinked away a short distance away, behind cover once more I get back to preparation, soon a game of cat and mouse begin with me constantly blinking and buffing seconds ahead of each of the whistle that will foresee my death. After what felt like an entirety I finally could trade a blow without being instantly killed.
I blinked 2 times in quick succession trying to get as far from the titan and its monstrous wing span as possible and instantly started casting my spell, all higher-level spells required some form of chanting. [ARIES RAM] required a 20-sec long chant whilst standing still. It'll take the giant at least 10 seconds to get here maybe, another 3 seconds if I account for the blow speed, and a bunch of other numbers I don't know about either.
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1 second into casting and the titan instantly honed into my location used to the smell of my mana
6 seconds into casting and the giant is gaining way faster than I thought it would be
10 seconds into casting and I start to realize that my plan won't work
11 seconds into casting and the titan is reeling back to deliver its first blow.
BOOM
15 seconds into casting and the titan is stun locked and a sitting goose. The flame of hope tickling the timber in my heart begging for a chance to consume.
18 seconds into casting and the titan gains mobility once more it reels back for one final blow.
20 seconds into casting and we both try our darnedest to kill each other I released [ARIES RAM] A golden ram the size of an 18 wheeler barrels towards the titan who in turn releases an overhand swing of his own. my spell crashes into the titan faster than I thought it would knocking the titan onto its back with a thunderous crash.
I sat in tense silence before I heard a pained whining and saw the titan start to slowly rise
Damnit Instantly dread started to fill me there was nothing else I could do, all out mana, can't loadout switch again, I'm so screwed. the titan was groaning louder and louder as it rose by the time it was sitting straight an ear-piercingly loud shriek was emitting from its chest. Before it fell back down and silence reigning supreme for the first time and what felt like forever.
I let out a sigh of relief before hearing the most harmonic music of my life and the words CONGRATJULATIONS CHAMPION slowly appeared across my vision in the most beautiful penmanship i've ever seen. Before everything suddenly goes dark.
"Uh guys?"
"Guys..?"
Whatever I take my headset off and run to the bathroom for a quick pee before bed. I look into the mirror and see a scrawny black man I fiddle with my hair a bit trying to poof it back out after playing so long, and do a quick once over of myself. I dig a booger out of my broad noise, and rub a hand down my face my face looking at the mustache that just barely has enough hair to be classified as a mustache and the beard lacking to come in. I had faith though I'm only 20 and my mom told me men keep growing to at least 23. My curly black hair matted into a bucket shape framing my head but besides that I thought I was looking pretty good. throwing up a double finger gun I start heading back to my room. I always thought I was pretty handsome I didn't date much but it was by choice I didn't really want to get tied down I'm still young, there's stuff I had to do, things I have to see, I can't settle yet. At least that's what I always told my mom when she used to ask, it's been hard dealing with her passing she was the only one I had left. But I ball she wouldn't want me to dilly so I don't dally
I step in to my room and instantly shiver God it's darker than what I remember was the last conscious thought I had before never thinking again.