annihilation

It all started 6 years ago, it was a rather calm day in the city of New York, Times Square, until a bright light became hurdling toward the earth.  No one could say for sure what that light was but it was coming fast and had no intention of stopping. It was almost like a miniature sun as the bright light grew closer and the citizens of the city were growing with fear, trying to move away from the point of estimated impact. 

The bright light crashed into the center of Times Square and as it impacted the earth, a tsunami of sand and dust rose into the air, covering what the mysterious light was. 

After the dust cleared there was a mysterious pod in the center of the crater. The crater was around 50 metric meters in diameter and almost formed a perfect circle. The flattened concrete below turned into a dark color due to the friction of the stratosphere that the pod underwent on its way to Earth. It was around 10 meters deep, gradually getting deeper from the sides into the center. Although it was devastating, not many people were injured or killed from simply the pod itself, but the shockwave, which completely, and confusingly, shut down cellular communication.The pod consisted of a dark purple color with a hatch in the top. It was the perfect size for a humanoid figure to enter through, although it was abnormally lengthy in terms of measurement. From its appearance, the people that survived the shockwave; which ruptured arteries and organs within a half-mike radius, instantly noticed the similarity between the pod before them and the flying torpedo-shaped object that was recently discovered by astronomers on their colonial conquests to Mars and the near-12 light year-equivalent distanced 'super-earth'. The pod slowly opened, intensifying the already-palpable air that went still, and a mysterious entity came out of the pod, panning his vision, looking at the new surroundings. When his posture was straight and stiff, he stood as tall as the average 15 year old guy; around 5'7, but when he slouched, he still looked like a normal-sized teen, but seemed to have the personality of a child. As he stood to observe his surroundings, the second indication of the entity being foreign was hair so dark on his head that all you could see was his cold vicious stare that sent chills through anyone who looked into it. 

This mysterious entity emanated some light. The light was a growing shade of purple that was almost black, just like his hair. An aura of power as well as dismay poured throughout the city, causing a massive calamity. Anyone that wasn't professionally trained within the mind suffered from extreme shock so severe the brain refused to work. Along with this, a destructive amount of potential energy was being consumed by the entity. It was clear that this being could use foreign mechanics, but at the moment it seemed he was using magic without a conduit, which was absurd but plausible due to recent studies. The entity gathered enough potential energy to be satisfied and then unleashed it upon the surrounding air molecules. A ring of blade-like wind obliterated the city, literally pulverizing almost all buildings except for newly-built ones, indicating that the magic was destructive but if used on a large scale, the potency diminishes to the strength of a category 5 hurricane, which was still dangerous. Buildings broke apart instantly, the concrete exploded upwards, and the atmospheric impact, or pressure, was manipulated in a puppeteering-like way. 

The way that the entity transformed the atmosphere was such that he condensed the air pressure, thus compressing the air molecules. He then activated an extremely high, almost god-like level of Disassemble Magic called Vacuum Creation. Not even the elites in militaristic organizations could produce this magic, however the entity could. 

He created a whirlwind so small and so fast that it flew past the speeds of human cognition. The whirlwind spun faster than the speed of sound, and because of its speed, was able to literally snatch the air molecules within the set radius of the emission he released, which was big enough to completely snuff out New York City. This created a vacuum, voiding the radius of air molecules. The air molecules he snatched away were scattered and then completely frozen outside of the city, creating a soundless phenomenon within the barrier.

Nevertheless, what happened next happened so fast that the vacuum was nearly incognizant to any human or organism in general. 

In short, in that moment, the sound couldn't emit out of the entity's set range, thus giving only signs of smoke (from frictional concrete) and flying concrete.  After the smoke and dust cleared, there were bodies on the ground, destroyed buildings, and no cars or roads to be seen for miles. 

Since cellular communication was nonexistent and sound waves were temporarily immobilized, the police at Jersey City's coastal station, which was approximately 6.9 miles away, did not hear the carnage but saw the smoke rising from Washington after some time via drone patrol. They decided to go investigate and see what the issue was. 

The police station realized that this situation was going to involve militaristic force, which would take some time to arrive, thus coming to the conclusion that they would need to delay, in the police station's mind, the terrorist before militarily enforcements appeared. 

The head of the station realized that this was no ordinary terrorist attack and demands only a select elite few accompany him in the departure.

Along the drive, extreme traffic made it difficult for the police to get anywhere since neighboring counties were starting to get worried, so they instead used Buoyancy Magic to run across the water as well as propelling themselves with high tier Molecular Separation Magic, lessening the molecular structure of the air, albeit consuming a lot of energy, but the police officers were not worried about their health at the moment. 

The closer they got something seemed wrong. There was... nothing. There weren't buildings, people, or even remains of life. 

That was it. 

The officers started to undertaker the true power behind the culprit of this explosion, but were still determined to push forward, since it was their duty to protect the people. 

As they arrived at the west-coastal area of the city, also known as Hell's Kitchen, the flat, barren land was so visually sickening that several officers bent over and vomited, leaving a smelly mark on the newly-leveled city. 

They started their march again with Molecular Separation Magic as well as perfectly-timed Repulsion Magic and Support Magic to strengthen the ribcage and leg bones to fling themselves further, traveling well-over average automobile speeds. 

The arrival at Times Square was executed in less than 15 minutes, giving the officers a still-fresh view of the cruel land that once was filled with smiling faces and colorful screens, encouraging the food in the officers' stomachs to produce capillary action along the way. 

After a good extra 10 minutes of gawking at the scenery, the head of the police force in the set station spotted the mysterious entity as he stood on top of the highest remaining building in the city, looking down at the wreckage below condescendingly. 

As the police surrounded this entity, they shouted at him.

"We have you surrounded! Get down or we will use force!" 

The entity cackled like a wicked beast and replied with a cruel, dark, seething tone that couldn't even be called a voice. The officers weren't necessarily surprised about an inhuman entity causing such desolation, however they were taken aback by the entity's ability to speak English, which was the main reason why the head of the select few yelled at him in the first place. 

"You have me surrounded... Yes... But does that mean that I am harmless?" Then, as fast as lightning could begin to strike, a massive explosion decimated the police, cracking the earth's crust and breaking windows of all the nearby, still remaining buildings. The explosion was caused by Explosion Magic which was produced by a sudden release of energy within a small volume. Moreover, this magic is considered military-grade and the knowledge of it is forbidden to common citizens. Nevertheless the casting time count for the magic, in terms of the scale that the entity produced, 2/. around 15 minutes, meaning the entity knew the force was on their way before they even arrived at the city, slowly compressing energy into the only left-behind small volume remaining; a stray stop sign that somehow survived the earlier emission of wind.

The sound from the explosion echoed for miles on end, until eventually the empty, destroyed city swallowed the sound into nothingness. 

Fortunately, when all hope was lost, a group of about 5 to 7 men appeared to stop the mysterious entity. Their NoA, or 'name of affiliation' was the "Voices of the Forbidden"; a group of magic users genetically modified to take down potentially-international threats and restore damage caused by the opposition. 

The group of men all wore plain white cloaks with a red cross stretching from the peak of the hoods to the lower back, and several thorn bushes were designed over the arms and legs, symbolizing the thorn bushes that Jesus had once been assailed by, thus indicating the organization's strong religious tie to Christianity.

The battle was a brutal one.

The head of the squadron didn't utter a word before attacking. His casting prowess was immense; so immense that the entity's sneer humbled as the cloaked figure sped up to him like a jet flying vertically. 

The entity, however, was no fool. 

As the cloaked man swiftly slid a cross-designed blade out of his sleeve into his hand, as well as casted a condensed Repulsion Magic that was made by gravitons, the entity rested his palm towards the assailant and his sneer returned to its original nature. 

"Perish."

With one word, a magic unknown to mankind as a whole emitted out of his palm. The Voices were known for countering any magic, however this was limited to magics known to the Earthly elements. 

The magic was called Energy Dispel. The magic consumed a good amount of energy to use, but the entity knew that posing arrogance would get him injured, or even killed, thus encouraging him to use such an advance spell. 

The magic was the dispersion of energy, or rather massive particles. If he decides to the Atomic Dispel, then the Repulsion Magic, due to the compression of gravitons, would still be emitted, giving the entity a low chance of survival. Since gravitons were particles with mass, they contained energy, and the dispersion of atoms wouldn't effect the force of the spell.

The cloaked figure didn't even notice that his Repulsion Magic was disintegrated until he tried to jab at the entity's neck, missed, and then stretched his palm to him, enabling the release of the magic. 

Even without seeing his expression, the entity knew that he was panicking and didn't waste a moment. 

The entity then puckered his lips into a whistling stance. He let out a high-pitched whistle that had no effect until he cast his Amplification Magic. 

The pitch increased to an extent so terrifyingly destructive that the Voices' eardrums instantly popped and their brains to develop inflammatory reactions and lingering encephalitis. However, since the sound was consistent for an unprecedented amount of time, the Voices' brains swelled to the point of crushing against the skull. 

The main assailant attacking the entity, before he could signal the surrounding comrades to attack, fell helplessly on the roof, while the rest collapsed on the ground.

Nevertheless the entity cast a Contraction Magic to restrict the lethality in the inflammation, enabling for the Voices to retreat... although their deafness was definitive.

For once, the Voices admission to no avail was awaited for report at the station of assessment. The entity, already bored from the fight but excited for the future, leaped off his standing point and took refuge in a nearby remaining building. 

The entity realized that at his current strength level, he stood no chance against major military forces or even crime organizations. He sensed militaristic force approaching... mostly helicopters and even tanks on the bridge.

So, in order to surpass this hurdle, the entity began practicing and honing his magic capabilities by exhausting himself into casting major spells that he wasn't capable of casting, including Inertia and Kinetic Energy Absorption to cancel out energetic attacks without using Energy Dispel, Temperature Magic, and Radio Wave Interference, which were most likely needed for the entity's dream of conquest. 

This training of magics and capacity expanded not only his knowledge of basic magic and the laws of physics of earth, but it also helped him understand the limits of his magic, like when he found out he could manipulate blood, but only his own, or be able to condense shadows, but not make it take physical form at the moment. The latter were magics he was tempted to try after he accidentally sliced his arm when he was practicing Kinetic Energy Absorption by intentionally flinging glass shards at himself...

... Smart idea...

The entity, after a mere two weeks of endlessly exhausting his energy into honing his skillset, moving from hideout to hideout while remaining elusive form the militaristic power of America, his capacity for magic began to surpass several agencies' top affiliates across the globe. However, he lacked one other important factor; physical prowess. 

Yes he could utterly annihilate city blocks with magics but hand-to-hand combat was a different story. 

Nevertheless, the entity snickered at the thought of even laying a hand on a colony of insects that was dubbed as "humanity", and he pursued expanding his magic capacity to its fullest. 

He wanted to find a faster way to get stronger and find out more about the world he found himself on, so he went out to a neighboring country and tried to take them on to further push himself. 

The entity acknowledged that the nearby country is way to far away to simply travel on foot. To get to where he wanted to go, he had to call forth his Demonic Magic. A sphere of boiling red blood expanded in the sky, growing bigger by the second until it took the place of 3 whole buildings. A silhouette of a bird-like creature started to emerge from the liquid, casting a shadow over the wreckage; looming over the entity like a mountain. 

As the mountainous eagle-shaped beast hovered over the obliterated city that was once dubbed 'beautiful and cultural', the entity's lips curled into a sneer that would make any man go mad. The intensity of his menacingly crimson eyes were like pools of physical manifestations of dementia itself. The sheer, subtle gesture of its lips twisting made the earth tremble, resulting in pebbles pitter-pattering on the cracked crust. 

The Phoenix lowered its divine neck for its master to climb on, showing its devotion to its superior. 

The entity stroked the crimson, unexpectedly sharp-like daggers that was called 'fur' and gazed up at the cloudy sky; a face of exhilaration and slight bloodlust glued to his face, and breathed in slowly, taking in the scattered, remaining dust from his earlier devastation. 

"This is gonna be fun huh"

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