1 Chapter 1: Resurgence [1]
LOCATION: DIMENSION D-7615 (Uninhabited)
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Scorching sun blazing across the fields of the desert.
Rocks lay dormant across the desert as if not a single person or being moved across the endless fields of sand.
Among the boundary of the desert is a certain colossal mountain. A humongous mountain as old since the creation of this dimension a hundred thousand years ago.
Like all other all-powerful beings, this dimension has been left out and is now being used as a chosen battleground.
A battleground that started with the ground quaking like an earthquake.
Then the colossal mountain starting to rumble from within.
Then all of a sudden, spikes started sprouting out of the massive mountain upwards.
Then the said same spikes started glowing red, like metal in a forge.
After reaching a critical mass, the spikes finally exploded at last!
The explosion released a shockwave so hard that it causes the sands around it to be transformed into a sandstorm.
Amongst the top of the exploded mountain, a figure can be seen launching through the air leaving trails of smoke behind.
The unfortunate figure who was sailing through the air was, in fact, a human.
A human covered in grayish silver armor with red outlines crossing across his armored body, and his head has that distinct feature of a Dragonoid.
After sailing through the air with undisturbed zen, he soon then met the sudden impact of the ground hard!
He bounced off once, bounce off the ground twice, bounced off the ground thrice, and then finishing his hard landing on the fourth bounce.
He stood like it's nothing, at the cost of slight blurriness within his sights but he manages to see again the result.
It was an ambush and a good one at that. From what he can from those spikes that suddenly surrounded him and the entire mountain can only mean one thing.
He can recall one certain lesser being that can manipulate spikes like them, who can also make them explode which is new to him.
Before he can do anything else, a rose of spikes emerges in front of him like a dry bush in the middle of the desert.
Seeing them sprouted out of nowhere made him defend himself instantly, resulting in the red outlines across his grayish silver armored body to glow intensely and cackling with red electrical energy.
Back at the sudden appearance of the rose of spikes, a deathly pale hand emerges from it, then another hand, and then the whole body.
Head covered in a metallic faceless helmet with small spikes decorated across on the top of the dome, padded shoulder armors also covered in spikes, nails shaped like spikes, shirtless yet able to see his toned pale body covered in scars, black pants completed with spiky knee guards, and of course he wears a pair of shoes with spikes on the front and back.
"Benjamin~.", The deathly pale figure who has a thing for spikes said with a deep lustrous exhausted voice that has the aura of a masochist, "I am so glad~! So glad that you have come to accept a spam mail due to your duties as a multiverse enforcer~."
"Spraggah. Should have known it would be someone like you who has a fetish for spikes. By the way, they explode now?!!", Benjamin exclaimed at the last part as he expresses it with a jolt of red electricity from his eyes.
Spraggah giggled with gleeful joy as he summons a spike out of his palm like a sprouting flower, " Surprised~? You should be, Benny. Ever since our Smiling Lord has heard the news that Graxx has finally transcended to higher planes after he trusted you, his dear host, to take care of his powers from now on. Our beloved Lord has taken some measures to... evolve our powers furthermore~."
"Should I be intimidated by your laughing bastard's decisions to upgrade, his psychotic followers, just to test me?", Benjamin said flatly as he opened both of his palms, "Cause it sounds like you guys are trying hard to get."
Spraggah laughed wildly combined with jolting his entire body like a broken puppet as he pulled the spike out of his palm and held it like a spear, "Which is why you are such a fun victim to toy with~! I don't wanna kill you, Benjamin. We all have a wager on who manages to hold their impulses the longest until one of us... manages to kill you... first~."
Benjamin's palms started to conjure balls of red static electricity as his eyes became Iron and fierce, "Too bad that wager you freaks have made is not going to happen unless one of you is killed by me."
Spraggah lets out a distorted laugh before it turns into a high pitched roar as the spear spike that he was holding to was then glowing red like before, ready to explode, was then straight at Benjamin like a cannon.
Benjamin immediately deflected away from him and charges straight at Spraggah, while the deflected bomb spear spike exploded from the distance and therefore causing a small sandstorm.
Spraggah sends forth a wave of spikes towards the incoming bloodthirsty silver armored Benjamin, only for the wave spikes to split apart by Benjamin like glasses.
Benjamin then shot his two balls of red energy towards Spraggah, which he responded by summoning a thick wall of spikes for tanking the incoming energy shots.
The result was another explosion of sand and thus covering the two combatants in sand fog.
The sandstorm had settled, and the two had met at a point-blank range.
Spraggah has turned his spiky nails into red exploding claws and has them all pointed at Benjamin's neck.
Benjamin has turned his wrist gauntlets into long blades with jagged red edges has them ready to pierce through both Spraggah's warped head and heart.
"So~? Who has the pleasure of making the first move then, Benjamin?", Spraggah taunted him as he secretly feared for his existence as the blades close to ending him and there.
"Not if its someone like you, you pain addict son of a bitch.", Benjamin sternly said as he was damn closed to ending here and now as this was his first time fighting one of Warper's chosen without his best friend's help.
Now it was a matter of split seconds on who will make the first move.
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LOCATION: O.T.A.S.C.A (Chief Director Agent's Private office)
A cup of freshly made Cappuccino, a comfy chair which is heaven for your rear ends, a multi-purpose desk with its own wireless connection across the entire multiverse, the unusual lack of Warped Fragment invasion blaring across the entire agency for now which is always a rare blessing, and most importantly of all, she always has the photo of her mentor slash adopted father standing on top of her desk for motivation and remembrance.
Sylveen was generally described by her fellow co-workers as soft and plump due to how chill she was when someone interacts with her, no matter the race and position like having a member of the Supreme members become besties with her due to past relationships when she was just an apprentice.
When the call for action has come, her co-workers had best described her as a rock hard calculated killer machine due to how serious she is to make sure nothing breaks the entire time-space continuum one way or another.
Right now, Chief Agent Sylveen wants right now is to enjoy her fresh cappuccino and browsing web for 'certain live conventions' across the multiverse while the sense of peace is still hand, cause as far she has experienced her fair share of 'peace'...
They don't last at all.
For example, her serene web browsing was suddenly interrupted by a bright and clear as day red alarm screen flashing on her desk's holo-screen.
Also, the sudden appearance of the alarm screen made her spill her cappuccino a bit, therefore staining the black sleeveless vest that she had just picked up.
Signing with annoyance, a black energy ring wrapped around her cappuccino and she twirled her hand towards on the top of her desk with a floating cup of cappuccino following through before it landed safely.
Quiet time is over now, time for serious multiversal business.
She closed down the alarm screen and began scanning the entire multiverse for the source of trouble, and what she got is a sudden surge of two clashing energy levels within one of many uninhabited dimensions.
When Sylveen scanned these two sources of energy, she was shocked to see who was now back in action just from looking at the scales.
Without a second thought, she stood up from her comfy chair before she summoned a black and purple arcane circle on her palm and used it to telekinetically pull the hooked black trench coat off her personal coat rack and into her hand before putting it on.
The moment she is about to exit her office, she was then greeted by another O.T.A.S.C.A. agent who is wearing an all-white suit saved for her red bow ribbon, with waist-length yellow hair and brown tanned skin and unique angelic azure eyes while carrying a set of folders.
"Madam Sylveen, what seems to be the rush?", the rather angelic beautiful agent said to her in a calm and gentle tone.
"He's back, Mattia! For some insane unexplainable reason, he is outside of his perimeter jurisdiction where we should oversee and limit his destructive capabilities easily!", Sylveen said with a clear hint of frustration echoing from her voice.
Mattie blinked with surprise before rubbing her forehead, "It's him again, isn't it? The one that gave you and the entire agency the most difficult task to convince him of the type of cosmic power that he has his hands on? That same troublemaker the almost ruined your reputation? That same said guy?", she questions her predicament as Sylveen walked past her.
Sylveen stopped for a moment and turned to Mattia with a rigorous expression, "To answer all your questions, yes to all of it.", she said before turned her back to Mattia, " But not really. Right now, he and I are on fairgrounds unlike before and it is my duty to see the situation that wondering idiot has gotten himself into by myself. He did owe me a favor."
As Sylveen walked away from Mattia, who still has a set of folders within her arms, quickly remembered why she was sent here in the first place, "Madam Sylveen, about these documents I have-"
"Just throw them on top of my desk and call it a day for me!", Sylveen said as she walked down the hallway even further from her.
Mattia then gazed back at her delivered set of documents before shrugging at her superior's suggestion and casually threw the set of documents towards Sylveen's desk, which resulted in papers being scattered everywhere.
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After making her way down to the trans-dimensional elevators, and putting her hand on the scanner in order to tell the elevator where to take her across the entire Agency.
Within one second after she puts her hand on the elevator's scanner, the door slides open to reveal a wide-open room with a portal in the middle of the room.
Walking up to the screen panel that has another hand scanner next to the portal to pinpoint the user's next location across the multiverse, she did what scanners are used for with the added thought of where the portal might appear at.
'Take me up for a surprise', She thought as she began to walk towards the now activated portal.
Taking out an obsidian cylindrical shape baton from within her coat and summoning another Arcane circle in order to take her crucial Field Mask out of her own dimensional inventory and putting it on her face.
With markings of inkblots engraved on her Field Mask and black soulless holes where you can't see her eyes, Sylveen's psychic superiorities began to double by the seconds.
Her readied cylindrically shaped baton suddenly transformed into a long straight black blade, which is way sharper than it looks.
'Benjamin, hope you behave yourself outside of your jurisdiction.', She noted herself before running through the portal with blinding speed.
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BACK IN DIMENSION D-7615, seconds prior
Spraggah dodged at the last second and now has a jagged blade pierced on the side of his chest, which he takes satisfaction in it with giggles and suffering.
Benjamin quickly tilted his head before he gets stabbed in the eye by one of Spraggah's exploding spikes only to get scratched by the side of his, as usual, he grunts with resentment.
