In the midst of their cosmic duel, the artificial nature of the universe was momentarily revealed, a glitch in reality that Tetramand immediately recognized. Sensing an opportunity to erase this artificial construct from existence, Tetramand prepared to strike, but GreenStar acted swiftly, hiding the universe within a pocket dimension far beyond Tetramand's reach.

But it was a ruse, a desperate ploy to distract GreenStar. The momentary diversion, however, gave Tetramand the upper hand. With terrifying speed and brute efficiency, he apprehended GreenStar, seizing them by both arms. His grip was unyielding, and despite GreenStar’s struggle to escape or defuse, Tetramand countered their every move.

Then, with a horrifying display of raw power, Tetramand began to tear GreenStar apart. The process of defusion started, but it was only half-completed before Tetramand’s overwhelming strength ripped them asunder. The result was gruesome—a grotesque, deformed defusion that left Green and Stardust's bodies mutilated and partially separated.

In Tetramand’s right hand, the half-torn body of Green hung limply, his half-exposed heart dangling by a thread, dripping blood as his half-exposed brain oozed from his shattered skull. His organs, dislodged and broken, floated away into the void of space. In Tetramand’s left hand was Stardust, her form mirroring Green's horrific state, her body half-dismembered, with blood and torn tissue spilling into the abyss.

The remnants of GreenStar were beyond recognition, a nightmarish sight of two heroes brutally mutilated. With cold indifference, Tetramand tossed their remains into the burning embrace of the sun, consigning what was left of Green and Stardust to oblivion.

Tetramand gazed down from space, his super vision taking in the desolate, ruined Earth beneath him. His body was drenched in the blood of those he had mercilessly slaughtered. As he prepared to descend and obliterate what little remained of the planet, his super hearing picked up on a distant sound—an incoming projectile hurtling towards him at incredible speed and force, originating from Saturn.

Without even turning to look, Tetramand unleashed a devastating blast of heat vision, its intensity enough to incinerate anything in its path. The projectile shattered upon impact, disintegrating into countless fragments. But within the debris, something survived—something far more dangerous. In an instant, a figure emerged from the wreckage, launching itself directly at Tetramand. The impact was tremendous, sending both combatants hurtling back to Earth at breakneck speed, their collision creating a crater that leveled the surrounding area.

As the dust settled, the figure that stood revealed was Teknight's cybernetic clone, a cyborg enhanced with the latest upgrade of Xentrocurnia prime technology, fused with the deadly ultra K9 virus. The two titans locked eyes, and without hesitation, engaged in a brutal, earth-shaking battle. The force of their clashing fists reverberated across the landscape, their blows threatening to shatter the very ground beneath them.

Teknight fought with everything he had, utilizing all his might and every arsenal at his disposal. Their battle was a display of unmatched power and ferocity, each combatant seeking to outmaneuver the other. In a decisive moment, Teknight managed to slice off Tetramand’s upper and middle left arms with his technomorphed hand, now transformed into a blade of Xentrocurnia prime steel, laced with the ultra K9 virus. The pain was excruciating, but Tetramand bore it with a grim determination. Without missing a beat, he retaliated, seizing Teknight's head with his remaining upper right hand and tearing it off with brutal force. The decapitated head dangled by a cybernetic spine, blood and fluid spilling onto the ground, before Tetramand crushed it in his grip and tossed it aside.

But Tetramand wasn’t done. With a swift, vicious kick to Teknight's abdomen, he ripped the cyborg’s lifeless form in half at the waist, the two halves collapsing to the ground in a heap. Tetramand, unfazed by his injuries, began to slowly regrow the bones in his severed arms. His regenerative abilities kicked into overdrive, rapidly healing the wounds as his arms began to reform.

However, as Tetramand focused on his regeneration, the seemingly lifeless body of Teknight suddenly sprang back to life. In a shocking turn of events, each severed part of Teknight’s body began to regenerate independently. From the crushed head, a new body grew, and from the two halves of his torso, two more bodies formed. In an instant, three fully-formed Teknights stood where there had been only one.

With their numbers now tripled, the Teknights charged at Tetramand, launching themselves into an all-out assault. The battle that followed was nothing short of cataclysmic, each Teknight attacking with the ferocity and precision of a warrior who knew the fate of the world hung in the balance. The intense clash of their powers shook the earth, and the air crackled with the energy of their conflict as they fought to bring down the seemingly unstoppable Tetramand.

As Tetramand continued his relentless onslaught, the battlefield became a chaotic storm of destruction and duplication. Each time he struck down a Teknight, the cyborg's body would split and multiply, creating even more clones of himself. Tetramand ripped them apart, sent them flying with devastating uppercuts, and incinerated them with his heat vision, but each action only resulted in more Teknights. The clones multiplied exponentially, reaching an overwhelming twelve million, each one descending upon Tetramand with extreme force.

The Teknights unleashed a barrage of ultra K9 virus blasts, their numbers and firepower nearly overwhelming the mighty Tetramand. Though he suffered grave injuries, his once majestic form now partially deformed and grotesque, Tetramand's resilience was unmatched. The ultra K9 virus, a deadly threat to even the most powerful beings, began to take its toll on Tetramand's nervous and immune systems. His body struggled to fight off the infection, his resistance, invulnerability, and regenerative properties working overtime to stave off the virus's effects.

Despite the immense pain and damage, Tetramand could not be easily defeated. His fury only grew with each passing moment, and in a surge of rage, he unleashed a massive shockwave that scattered the millions of Teknight clones into the sky. Their vast numbers darkened the atmosphere, blotting out the sun as they swarmed like locusts. But Tetramand, with his unmatched brute efficiency, quickly countered their overwhelming numbers.

He activated his telekinesis, suspending the entire horde of clones in midair. They were immobilized, helpless against the cosmic power Tetramand wielded. With a flash of his intense heat vision, Tetramand sliced through the immobilized clones, cutting them in half before they could react. But he wasn't done.

Spreading out all six of his arms, Tetramand channeled the vast energy within him to create individual forcefields around each of the countless Teknight clones. The forcefields glowed ominously, trapping the clones within their confines. With a final surge of power, Tetramand crushed the forcefields, causing the clones inside to be pulverized into piles of blood and shattered remains. The sky rained down the blood of Teknight, the remnants of his once-mighty army, before they were entirely erased from existence.

Breathing heavily, Tetramand's gaze turned toward the source of Teknight's seemingly endless duplication. His super vision pierced through the vast expanse of space, effortlessly locking onto Saturn. Without hesitation, Tetramand unleashed an immense blast of heat vision, the beam traveling across the void at incomprehensible speed. When it struck Saturn, the planet was vaporized in an instant, reduced to nothingness in a blinding flash of light.

With Saturn's destruction, Teknight's true form was obliterated. But even in this moment of triumph, Tetramand knew that Teknight was not truly gone. The cyborg's consciousness had been backed up to countless technologies and operating systems across the galaxy, ensuring that he could never be entirely eradicated. For now, however, Tetramand had won, standing amidst the ruins of a world he had ravaged, his victory tinged with the knowledge that the battle might never truly end.

***

Tetramand hovered in space, gazing down at the ravaged Earth with cold detachment. The planet below, once vibrant with life, now lay in ruins, scarred by the cataclysmic battles and the aftermath of his wrath. But Tetramand's vengeance was far from over. He channeled his immense cosmic energy, pulling asteroids, meteors, and even fragments of distant planets toward him. With a mere thought, he crushed them into debris, creating a deadly rain of celestial particles.

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He released the debris, allowing it to descend upon Earth with devastating force. The impact of the falling celestial matter caused massive destruction, obliterating whatever remnants of civilization remained. Cities were flattened, landscapes were torn asunder, and those few survivors who had managed to find shelter were brutally killed. The skies burned with the fire of the falling debris, and the planet trembled under the onslaught.

As if that weren't enough, Tetramand unleashed an intense blast of heat vision, sweeping it across Earth's atmosphere. The beams randomly struck the planet, incinerating everything in their path. Entire regions were vaporized, people were cut in half, and others were left with gruesome third-degree burns. The beams of energy sliced through the world like a hot knife through butter, leaving a trail of death and destruction in their wake.

Descending back to Earth, Tetramand spotted Zipporah, who had just regained consciousness and was desperately trying to find safety. Weak and disoriented, she crawled on the ground, still struggling to recover from the earlier battle. Without hesitation, Tetramand seized her by the neck, lifting her effortlessly into the air. He brought her close to his face, his expression cold and merciless.

"Bring Tetraman to me," Tetramand demanded, his voice a menacing growl. "The only reason this planet still stands is so Tetraman can witness the ruin of his world before I end his life."

Tetramand's powerful mind easily delved into Zipporah's thoughts, and he quickly became aware of Tetraman's child. With Zipporah still firmly in his grasp, Tetramand took off into the sky, flying at tremendous speed toward the location where the child had been hidden. Zipporah, now a hostage, could do nothing to stop him.

They arrived at the safehouse, a heavily guarded location where a few remaining members of the resistance had taken refuge. Among them were President Baraq, the First Lady, their daughter Amanda, and a handful of government officials. As Tetramand landed, the resistance opened fire, but their weapons were useless against him. The bullets bounced harmlessly off his invulnerable skin, and with a single blast of heat vision, Tetramand effortlessly cut through the government agents.

The beams of energy continued, slicing through the First Lady as she heroically pushed her daughter out of harm's way. In the chaos, Zipporah struggled with all her remaining strength to break free from Tetramand's grip, but her efforts were in vain. The beams then struck President Baraq, cutting him in half at the waist. His upper half fell into his daughter's lap, covering her in his blood.

As the heat vision beams moved toward Amanda, about to end her life, Zipporah used her telekinesis to thrust Amanda away from the scene. Simultaneously, she communicated telepathically, passing a crucial message to Amanda before she was hurled through the air, far from the carnage. Amanda tumbled through the air, but just before she could crash to the ground, she was caught by one of Teknight's drones, which had been monitoring the battle from a distance. The drone quickly whisked her away to safety.

Amid the chaos, Amanda was reunited with Mark Junior, who had just witnessed the brutal death of both his parents. The two teenagers, both traumatized and grief-stricken, were taken to a secure location by the Teknight drone, as the world around them continued to crumble.

Tetramand stood amidst the devastation he had wrought, his blood-soaked form a terrifying testament to his power. Yet despite all the destruction, his true target—Tetraman—remained elusive. But Tetramand's resolve was unshaken. He would find Tetraman, and when he did, the final battle would be one that the universe would never forget.

***

Within the dimly lit inner chambers of the underground bunker, the weight of the world hung heavily in the air. Mark McCoy, now fully aware of the catastrophic events that had unfolded on Earth, stood in a tense silence. The words Amanda had just spoken echoed in his mind: "He wants you, Mark. Tetramand is waiting for you. He's held your child and Zipporah hostage."

The rage within Mark was palpable, his eyes glowing with a fierce determination. The death of his mother, Tetra, fueled his hatred further, driving him to the edge. He clenched his fists, the raw energy of his anger almost visible in the air around him. Without a word, he turned to leave, ready to confront Tetramand and end the nightmare.

But just as he was about to depart, Mark Junior stepped forward, his gaze meeting Mark's with a silent understanding. The unspoken bond between them was deep, forged through years of friendship and shared struggles.

"If you're going to do this, Mark, you need to be ready," Mark Junior said, his voice steady but filled with urgency. "Tetramand might still be weakened from his fight with Teknight, but he's far from defeated. You'll need every advantage you can get."

As if on cue, the advanced technology of Teknight activated, and an upgraded Tetronian suit emerged from the walls of the bunker. The suit, crafted from the remnants of Tetra's own super suit, was a masterpiece of engineering, enhanced and fused with the ultra K9 virus. The material was incredibly durable, versatile, and imbued with both cosmic power and magic.

Mark reached out and took hold of the suit, feeling the weight of his destiny in his hands. As he donned the suit, the Tetronian emblem—a bold letter 'T'—gleamed on his chest, a symbol of his heritage and the legacy he carried. The moment the suit encased him, Mark felt a surge of power unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was as if the very essence of the heroes who had fallen before him had been infused into the suit.

"The suit was designed specifically for you, Mark," the Tekdrone explained, its voice calm and precise. "Teknight created it both before and after your disappearance. He found a way to integrate a portion of every hero's abilities into this suit, editing their genes and powers temporarily before their demise to customize it fully for you."

Mark flexed his hands, feeling the raw energy coursing through him, the power of cosmic forces and ancient magic now at his command. He was ready, or as ready as anyone could be to face a monster like Tetramand.

As Mark prepared to leave, Mark Junior took a step forward, clearly intending to join him. But Mark placed a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. "Stay here," Mark said quietly but firmly. "Protect what's left of humanity. They need you."

Mark Junior hesitated for a moment, then nodded, a silent promise passing between them.

Amanda, who had been watching quietly, stepped forward. Her eyes were filled with a mix of emotions—fear, hope, and something deeper that she couldn’t put into words. She placed her hand on Mark's chest, right over the emblem, her touch gentle but filled with meaning.

"Promise me you'll come back," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

Mark met her gaze, his expression softening for a brief moment. He nodded, a small but resolute gesture, conveying his vow without words. Then, without another moment of hesitation, he turned and phased through the walls of the underground bunker, emerging into the open air.

The instant he was free, Mark shot into the sky, accelerating with such force that the atmosphere itself seemed to shudder. The sonic boom that followed was a testament to the speed at which he traveled, a thunderous roar that echoed across the desolate landscape. With his new suit and powers, Mark McCoy flew toward the safehouse, where his final battle awaited—a battle that would determine the fate of the world.

***

Mark's arrival was nothing short of cataclysmic. He crashed through the roof of the safehouse, landing with a thundering impact that shook the very ground beneath him. "Tetramand!!!" he roared, his eyes blazing with a hatred that was palpable, intense energy beams ready to be unleashed.

But as his gaze fell upon Zipporah and his child, held hostage in Tetramand's vice-like grip, Mark's fury momentarily simmered. The sight of his loved ones in such peril struck a chord deep within him, forcing him to hold back, if only for a moment.

"Finally! You're here!" Tetramand sneered, his voice dripping with malice. Without warning, he flung Zipporah and the child aside like ragdolls and charged at Mark with blinding speed. The impact of his attack sent Mark hurtling into the air, the force of their collision generating a shockwave that rippled through the environment.

What followed was a battle of unimaginable proportions. Beams of intense energy erupted from their eyes, colliding with such force that the very atmosphere around them began to burn and sizzle. The clash was so powerful that the earth trembled beneath their feet. Realizing the catastrophic damage they were causing to the planet, Mark ceased his assault, allowing Tetramand to thrust him further into space with a relentless barrage of heat vision.

Their battle continued in the void of space, where each blow they exchanged carried the force of a cosmic explosion, obliterating asteroids and celestial bodies in their path. The resounding shockwaves from their fists shattered anything in their vicinity, their raw power sending ripples through the fabric of space itself.

Tetramand eventually gained the upper hand, landing a devastating blow that sent Mark crashing into the moon. The impact was so intense that the moon cracked in half. Without hesitation, Tetramand sped toward him, descending with a velocity that shattered the remnants of the moon as he slammed into Mark, seizing him by his suit and hurling him into the sun.

Mark burst through the sun, emerging on the other side, his body battered but still fighting. Before he could gather his strength, Tetramand materialized behind him, delivering a bone-crushing punch that sent Mark hurtling toward the edge of the universe. The sheer force of the blow shattered the boundaries of reality itself, hurling Mark into another dimension.

He crash-landed on a desolate planet, devoid of life but filled with countless solar systems, each one radiating with immense power. Tetramand followed in hot pursuit, landing in front of Mark with a force that shook the planet to its core. He moved in for the finishing blow, but Mark, with every ounce of strength left in him, caught Tetramand's punch and retaliated with a force so great that it sent Tetramand flying into a nearby black hole.

But Tetramand was not so easily defeated. Even the black hole couldn't contain him. As Mark watched, he could feel the power of the countless suns within the solar systems surrounding him beginning to flow through his body. The planet, teeming with solar energy, fueled him with an unimaginable amount of power.