“You thought you could beat me?! No one controls me! I AM THE GOD OF DEATH”!!
His voice echoing throughout the entirety of the Earth.
He raised a hand.
The shadows writhed around him, tendrils snaking outward like living entities. They pierced through the river, slithering toward Shinji and the others with terrifying speed.
“Isn’t this fun?” Thanatos sneered, his grin wide and maniacal. “Be grateful someone like me is even here to deal with you!”
Time began to rapidly slow down, from Shinji’s point of view everything was completely standing still, almost frozen in time.
Each droplet of golden ichor suspended midair. He moved effortlessly, the world around him grinding to a halt as he activated his true power.
“Finally, at least 75 percent of it is back”.
Shinji was moving at 34,359 times the speed of light, he was no God of Olympus yet the power of Khaos inside him allowed him to bypass the laws of the world and the speed of light itself.
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A black tendril flew past him, leaving a mark across Shinji’s face, his eyes immediately widened as he stared at the God of Death.
“If you could move at this speed, why didn’t you just kill everyone in the first place”.
The God of Death walked forwards, his footsteps silent, yet Shinji could feel the power of the vibrations underneath him, Thanatos smiled with a wicked grin.
“I’m playing with you all, shouldn’t you understand by this point”?
“I couldn’t care less”.
He pointed towards Thanatos with his finger.
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Thanatos had a huge hole in his stomach as golden ichor rushed out of the hole, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he dropped onto the floor.
“Ahahahahahahahahahaha, YOU CAN’T BEAT ME! I’ll WILL NEVER DIE BY THE HANDS OF SOMEONE LIKE YOU”!
“Tap tap tap. Oh hello, is anyone there”!?
The voice was light, almost playful even while carrying a hint of malice.
It was a familiar voice on the other side of the hallway, a familiar face, his red eyes and pure white hair like a spider’s silk, glimmering in the sunlight with a devious smile plastered over his face. He wore a suit with long coattails that resembled the clothes of a medieval era noble.
“Hello Thanatos, haven’t seen you in quite a while”.
His red eyes immediately changed to a shade of blue, the eye of the Gods.
Shinji reached his hand out
“Finally Neila you’re bac-“.
“Uh-ah,” he interrupted, wagging a finger. “Not quite. I’m not him.” He tilted his head, his grin widening. “Guess who?”
Shinji immediately used his eyes, it was completely unreadable, his soul was glowing like a ball of gold, Shinji’s eyes began to immediately erode, his true form was too beautiful for Shinji’s eyes to lay his naked eyes directly on him.
Yet, he saw another soul behind the shining light, a dark soul, a soul hiding in the very corner of the container, like an introvert hiding in the corner of the room.