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*BANG*

The stone wall of the cave crumbled as NTP walked through, holstering Chaos. 'Whatever it is, it sure is giving me a boost in firepower,' NTP thought to himself as he blasted through another cave wall. This led into a strange room where solidified magma made up most of the chamber before transitioning back into stone at the top. In the middle of the chamber was a large great sword jammed into the ground.

'Lovely,' NTP thought as he approached the sword. A warning was engraved into the ground:

"DO NOT TAKE THE BLADE OF SEALING UNLESS YOU WISH TO UNLEASH THE FORCES OF THE UNDERWORLD." NTP shrugged and inspected the 'Blade of Sealing.' It had clearly been there for quite a while and had done a good job of absorbing stray hell energy.

"Basic function," he muttered to himself as he grabbed the handle of the blade. The sword was covered in some sort of solidified magma-like material. Despite its size as a great sword, NTP managed to lift it. The ground cracked, and an orange-red glow emerged from the cracks as they grew. As he pulled the sword upward, it began to budge, bringing some of the ground up with it. NTP grunted as he finally tore the sword out of the ground. The cracks now teemed with glow, and the ground began to collapse as fire burst forth.

NTP immediately dashed out, using the dark red flame to melt the stone and create a barrier. He ran out of the cave's entrance and into the lush forest of the remote island where he resided.

He chuckled slightly as he examined the sword. Getting an idea almost instantly..

'This may kill me, or it won't,' he thought. Suddenly, he jammed the demonic sword into his chest. His blood dripped onto the ground as he stumbled backward. The sword began to glow orange, then red, as NTP's eyes started to glow. The blade ignited with dark red flame and slowly burned away. NTP fell to the ground as the blade turned to embers and the wound healed. His blood felt as though it was ablaze. He groaned in pain slightly as he grabbed Flux and coated it fully with the dark red flame. The katana form was enveloped in a blazing inferno as NTP jabbed it into the ground.

A massive dark red tornado of pure flame erupted from the ground. Huge dark clouds struck down bolts of red electricity into the tornado. The wind howled as the storm intensified, with nearby villages and ships in awe of the spectacle.

But then, it just stopped.

NTP panted, his grip tight on his new weapon. Pulling it from the ground, he brought some dirt up with it. He inspected the newly created weapon and spun it around slightly.

'Light as a feather..'

He smiled slightly as he spun the sword around once more before sheathing it on his back. As he began to walk away, a deafening roar echoed from the sky, accompanied by the sound of gigantic wings flapping against the air. NTP turned around to see a massive dragon with pitch-black scales and red belly scales, its body tattered from countless battles. Just as the dragon was about to strike with its talon, a massive beam of hellfire flung it away as the heavily weakened seal finally broke entirely. Hellfire and other demonic energies began flooding into the world.

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"Fuck it," NTP muttered to himself as he ran toward the massive hole that led to the underworld.

"Let's give Hades a good ol' fashioned beatin'," he said to himself, diving into the blazing inferno that served as the entrance.

The wind howled as NTP dived through the clouds of the underworld, a hellish landscape featuring massive, jagged mountainous peaks. A smirk played on his face as he crashed onto a platform of basalt and brimstone, which was littered with pentagrams and other demonic symbols.

"Time for you to meet your fucking Maykr," he said, pulling DSNTP from its sheath. The blade glistened with its signature dark red flame as he engaged the clutch lever on the handle. The grotesque bone teeth of the chainsaw emerged and began to spin, NTP's eyes glowing intensely as hordes of demons charged at him.

He laughed loudly as he ran at them, slashing in a wide arc. Upper bodies flew upwards as NTP cleaved through the hordes of demonic forces, sawing through them with the chainsaw. Blood and guts stained the rocky ground as he tore his way through the masses. He jumped off one demon's head, sending him airborne as he spun and pulled out Chaos. He fired shots, blowing heads into pieces of bone, flesh, and brain matter.

NTP's adrenaline levels spiked as he continued to spin through the air, firing Chaos. He landed on his feet and threw DSNTP like a boomerang. It cleaved through the remainder of the horde as it spun through the air and returned to his hand. The flame on the blade faded as he sheathed it.

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NTP breathed heavily as his adrenaline levels began to drop. His eyes dimmed back to normal as he scanned his surroundings. Above him, the sky had a massive crack running through it, a swirling mess of colors with pillars of demonic energies leaking through.

He sighed, realizing that he'd have to fix that. As he glanced around again, he noticed a massive blood-colored tree forming at ground level, right below the rift between worlds. NTP knew that this was going to be a problem too. He groaned loudly, rubbing the bridge of his nose and wiping some of the blood off his face in the process.

"Oh well..." he muttered to himself. He then jumped toward the massive tree, which had now pierced through the rift. NTP's gauntlets appeared as he engulfed himself in Abyssal Flame, forming his armor. As he jammed his clawed gauntlet into the tree, his full armor formed. Rapidly, he climbed up the tree and through the rift.

Loud laughter filled his ears as he climbed. He jumped off the tree and landed on a strangely fleshy rock.

"OUR TIME HAS COME! THE BARRIER HAS BEEN DESTROYED. COME, MY LEGIONS, AND TAKE THIS WORLD FOR OUR OWN!" a voice boomed.

"OI, FUCKER, I WAS HERE FIRST!" NTP yelled back at the figure who turned toward him. The figure, clad in black armor pulsing with power, stood with a cape that faded into green mist at its lower edges.

"So be it, mortal... You shall fall to the Firstborn," the 'Firstborn' said, as green smoke formed a scythe in their hands. The scythe had a serrated blade that looked menacing.

NTP chuckled as he stared at the Firstborn. "Before we start... you got a name?" NTP asked, his hand gripping DSNTP on his back. The Firstborn spun their scythe around.

"Urdak, Firstborn of Hell," he said, slamming his scythe down onto the ground.

"NTP," NTP simply replied as he unsheathed DSNTP from his back, the blade igniting with Abyssal flame. Urdak's eyes widened at the sight of the demonic sword.

"You wield a blade of my kin's power... yet you remain unbroken or corrupted," Urdak stated, readying himself for combat.

"You can't break what's already broken," NTP said, dashing toward Urdak in the blink of an eye. His blade grazed Urdak's flesh as Urdak spun around, sweeping at NTP with their scythe. The blade sliced through the air as NTP coated DSNTP's blade with red electricity. The crackling of electricity filled the air as DSNTP's blade clashed against Urdak's scythe. NTP smirked, a smile spreading across his face.

"Why are you—"

*BANG*

Urdak's eyes widened as the bullet pierced his abdomen. "What is—"

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BANG*

Urdak's chest leaked blood as he coughed it out. "What... are you?" he managed to ask, his lungs filling with his own lifeblood.

"A god," NTP spat, crushing Urdak's head beneath his foot. He then approached the hole leading to the underworld and formed a strange crystal shard in his hand. With a swift motion, he jammed it into the rift between worlds. Instantly, it took effect—the blood-colored tree began to wilt as the connection between the worlds shattered and faded. The rift sealed as the shard formed into a strange solidified magma material, with talons gripping into the ground.

"There we go," NTP said to himself, wandering off as he sheathed DSNTP on his back.

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