Seriously..?

*Pant pant*

Zack panted frantically as he kneeled down on the hard ground.

"Commander.." The soldier that was with Zack earlier shivered at the scene of Zack kneeling while Truck-kun floated on the air.

With gritted teeth the soldier sprinted and reached Zack's side, with fear painted on his face the soldier resolutely spread his arms and stood in front of Zack.

"Hey, what the are you doing..! Get out of here..!" Zack struggled to shout as he realized what the soldier was trying to do.

"I won't, Commander. Everyone else has already left, I'm sure you wanted to die in this battlefield without anymore casualties other than you, but I just couldn't leave you behind." The soldier spoke as he gazed at the floating Truck-kun

His clothes were damaged and his head that resembled a truck was leaking oil and an occasional spark of electricity flared up.

"Do you also wish to defy me?" Truck-Kun's voice sounded out, the air grew thick in anxiety as Zack tried to stand up and push the soldier out of the attack Truck-kun was charging up.

"Yeah, I know this is a futile effort..." The soldier's face was downcast,

"But you aren't him, Truck-kun." But then he delivered a killer Gen Z insult as Truck-kun seemed to have been affected.

"Impudent!.." Truck-kun clapped his hand as a flame formed.

"Hey! Get away from here! This is an order!" Zack desperately told the soldier off, wanting him to not die in vain.

From the start, Zack knew he wouldn't win. Truck-kun was an almighty existence, but he couldn't just give his life up because of some bullshit whim of a ROB.

So he formed the Anti-Truck Kun Faction, a faction devoted to stopping Truck-Kun's genocide.

But deep down, Zack knew it was all useless, he knew those lives that died trying to stop Truck-kun were lives that died in vain.

"Divine Flame, Fuga (Open)" Truck-kun finished charging up as a flaming arrow formed on his hands as he took up a stance similar to that of an archer firing off an arrow.

"Commander, do you know why I followed you through all this despite knowing how fucked we were?" The soldier flashed him a bright smile.

"You see, Commander.." The soldier picked Zack up

"I'm gay. And I thought you looked handsome so, I followed you till the end." The soldier uttered out those words, each one more unbelievable than the last.

Zack deadpanned, "I don't swing that way Soldier, that's disgusting."

"I know." The soldier threw Zack with all his might as the arrow of flame hit the ground he was on.

A massive explosion of flame erupted from the ground as a pillar of flame lit up the sky.

Zack looked at the pillar of flame with despair.

He grit his teeth and stood up, he firmly grasped the hilt of a sword left behind by a weeb from the earlier attack.

But could it even be a sword? That thing was too big to be called a sword. Too big, too thick, too heavy, and too rough, it was more like a large hunk of iron

Zack looked at the direction of Truck-kun who was still in the sky.

"Scale of the Dragon, Recoil, Twin Meteors." Truck-kun chanted.

"TRUCK-KUUNNN!!!!!!!!!!!" Zack shouted out, his scream like a roar from a dragon, he he seemed to have lost all reasonings, only the death of Truck-kun was on his mind, it as if he was Berserk.

"Stand Proud, Child. You were strong." Truck-kun waved his hand, for Zack it was if the world has flipped.

He fell down as he regained his clarity, he looked at the bright blue sky as he coughed up blood.

'I can't feel my lower half..' The inevitable happened as Zack was cleanly cleaved in half.

Blood gushed out from his cleaved half as his consciousness slowly started to fade.

"Fuck.." Zack uttured out, in the end, he couldn't really do anything.

Truck-Kun's attack was too devastating, it was an attack that could even cleave the world, that's right. It was a World Slash.

"Don't worry, Child. You will still reincarnate as normal." Truck-kun towards Zack as he started laughing.

"But still, that was impressive, Child. Nobody has ever survived me this long, Not to mention being able to actually wound me, even if I was holding back 99.9999999999999999999999999% of my power."

"You really are strong, child. But I am beyond strength. Now rest, you're journey has just begun. Don't disappoint the viewers." Truck-kun uttured those words as he closed Zack's eyes.

"Wh..at.. bull..shit..." Zack said his final words as he had died. Truck-kun retrieved his soul and sent him to the Reincarnation Stream.

As Zack's soul traveled through the stream, it was suddenly tugged by a mysterious force as Zack regained his consciousness once again.

But this time, in a white, blank world. Where everything was devoid of color except for the color white.

In the center of this space, a figure sat on a throne. The figure radiated a pressure so great that he felt like he was being stood on by thousands of elephants.

"Hey you, you're finally awake." Zack recognized those words.

If he didn't he would be disappointed with himself.

But never mind that, now is he also gonna go through that cliche troupe?

"Unbelievable.."

———[Chapter End]———

A/N: So, how was the beginning?