As a large cloaked man entered one of the myriad occult shops in Slaughterville, the bell hanging off the door frame jingled.
Hearing that sound a woman in the backroom called out, “Be right there!”
The cloaked man approached the counter and waited for the woman.
As the woman ducked between the beaded curtain her eyes widened as she took in the giant.
“Hey there Gigantor, how can I help you?” the employee asked with a chuckle.
“I’m looking for Jesse Cole.” The man stated.
“Sorry buddy, but nobody here with that name.”
“Are you sure that you are unable to help me?” The man asked before leaning over the counter to loom over the woman.
The woman looking at the cracks emanating from the man and spreading across the counter, “Sir I do not want any trouble. I really do not know anyone by that name.”
“That is a shame. It truly is.” The figure said with a sigh.
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The figure walked out of the shop’s door while wiping the blood off his hands before turning to another cloaked figure.
“This place was a waste of my time. I truly hope you know that I detest my time being wasted.”
The second cloaked figure immediately dropped to his knees and begged for forgiveness.
“My deepest apologies my liege. Cole is well versed in counter surveillance and covers his tracks behind several faces and identities. We are chasing shadows in the mist; a few detours are to be expected.”
The first cloaked figure reached down and wrapped his hand around the top of the other’s head.
“I do not pay you for excuses. I pay you for results. If you cannot provide me with them, I will find someone who can. Nothing will deter me from my hunt. Go now, I tire of your presence.”
“Yes sir.” The figure said before dissolving into shadows.
The figure turned to leave down the street when a glowing red arrow flew into his shoulder. It promptly bounced off, but it did leave a small cut so there is that.
“Jesse Cole, I presume?” The figure called out while ripping off his cloak exposing what laid underneath. The shirtless man was a goliath of muscle wrapped in verdant skin. The only things he wore were a large metallic belt and baggy black pants. Yes, that means he was showing off his tootsies.
“Adam Frankenstein the fifth, I presume?” Jesse replied while standing on a nearby roof. He held a stark white bow strung with glowing red threads.
“Enough talk.” Adam said before launching himself like a cannonball at Jesse.
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Adam Frankenstein the Fifth
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Jesse was a veritable gatling gun with his arrows. Sadly, the arrows made of demon enhanced hair only left wounds a little bigger than paper cuts. Adam had the good sense to protect his face with his arms, so the wounds were not even advantageously placed.
Jesse quickly rolled out of the way. Midroll, he shifted his weapon’s form to a spine-like whip.
Adam quickly recentered and rushed his opponent.
Jesse tried to keep his opponent at a distance with his whip imbued with a combination of essences he calls River Styx, but it was a losing battle. Adam shrugged off the blows.
Jesse maintained a distance for a time by teleporting away whenever Adam got close. This continued until Adam grew tired of a fight going nowhere.
“ENOUGH!!!” Adam shouted before slamming his fists against the ground, releasing a wave of verdant lightning. Jesse tried to dodge, but the lightning knocked him off his feet. Adam was quick to capitalize by rushing over and spiking Jesse into the ground.
Jesse quickly shifted his weapon into a shield to protect against the next set of blows. Adam was able to put several large cracks into it before Jesse slipped into its shadow and repositioned.
Jesse imbued his weapon now a spear with Phoenix Fire to repair the damage. He kept it imbued to allow the weapon to work above its maximum capacity without damage. Such a maneuver impacted its long-term usability, but Jesse could fix that later after he survived this fight.
Jesse danced around his opponent, opening wounds all across his body. For all of Adam’s power and speed, his size took some agility away from him. Jesse squeezed every last drop he could from that. However, it was for nothing as the wounds healed right behind the blade making them. Jesse might as well be cutting water.
Seeing this going nowhere and feeling himself grow ever tired, Jesse dissolved all his non-critical artifacts.
The first to go was Jekyll’s Hide Mk II. It was a gray leather jacket made from a gargoyle Jesse hunted along the way. It created a translucent grey set of armor wrapping around his body.
The next artifact on the chopping block was Idle Hands. They were a set of gloves crafted from demonically enhanced super hair. They formed crimson gauntlets and pauldrons covering both armor’s arms.
The Petrifying Ring was a ring made from a basilisk. It turned Jesse’s right hand into a giant eyeball with an orange iris and slit pupil.
The Brash Ring was a ring that grant superstrength. It turned Jesse’s left hand into a bull’s head.
The final sacrifice was Comet Kicks, a set of sneakers that granted superspeed. They turned Jesse’s feet into two flaming comets.
“Finally, some excitement!” Adam bellowed before shifting his form into a literal force of nature.
Facing off against Jesse was a living lightning bolt wrapped in metallic armor that only exposed its chest and head.
Being:
Body:
[Nascent Energy Vampire Progenitor]
Soul Tattoos:
[Celestial Weaving]
[Sand: Tier Three]
[Water: Tier Five]
[Faith: Tier One]
[Holy Water: Tier Three]
[Shadow: Tier Five]
[Necromancy: Tier Five]
[Rot: Tier ErRoR]
[Phoenix Fire: Tier Nine]
Special Abilities:
[Empowerment: Tier Nine]
[Emotional Empowerment: Tier One]
[Emotional Manipulation: Tier One]
Current Equipment:
Head:
[The Black Wasp Jackal’s Face]
[Vampire’s Hunger]
Earrings:
[]
Necklace:
[]
Clothes:
[]
Rings:
[The Mentalism Ring]
[Mena’s Book]
[Olivia’s Friendship]
Bracelets:
[]
Shoes:
[]
Armaments:
[Beastly Heart]
[Murder Weapon]
Storage:
[Various Utility Artifacts]
[Various Articles Of Clothing]
[Death Dogtags]
[Leech Muscles]
[Leech Teeth]
[Chimeric Essence]