I Can't Believe He's Not Dead

"So, what will we do now? After all, we can't just leave these poor people here to stay in their burning city of collapsing rubble." Orochi asked Soul, neither of them sure about their next course of action. "Well, first I have to make sure that Ronin is dead, or at least he's fucked off, and then we can think about integrating the Beastpeople into our city." Soul informed Orochi, who nodded in agreement.

"Someone mentioned my name?" Ronin called out from behind Soul, his sword piercing through Soul's head. Ronin's body had completely healed, but Soul had torn through his clothes, and those cuts were still present. The remaining strands from that assault were hanging on by a paper-thin thread. "For the last fucking time, Aaron Stone. Die. I'm not dealing with this shit for any longer." Ronin insulted Soul, pulling the sword from his head. Oki started to chuckle as Orochi stared at the wound in Soul's head before looking at Oki in confusion.

"You know, Ronin. You REALLY should stop calling me Aaron Stone. He's not the one in control right now." Soul menacingly announced to Ronin, turning to face the Boundless monster in front of him. "My name is Soul, and you've just angered one of the biggest sources of hate this world has to offer." Soul explained to Ronin, grabbing his skull with his palm. Soul's pointed fingers broke through Ronin's skull, a loud cracking noise piercing the sky. Ronin tried his best to escape Soul's grasp, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull his head away from the fists of the weaker Boundless entity. "How! You can't do this to me! Let me go!" Ronin commanded Soul, prompting him to squeeze tighter on his skull.

"You know what? I'm kind of sick of you, you know that?" Soul told Ronin, looking dead straight into his mind. "You've been a pestilence ever since you showed up in that Kingdom of humans. Now, I'm telling you one thing. Don't ever think about going near me again, you hear? If you show your face near me again, I will personally fill your life with enough anguish to make even the most battle-hardy soldiers cry." Soul threatened Ronin as Ronin returned a stare of anger. He was going to do something, and Soul could tell.

"Go. Never show your face before me or any of my friends again. Otherwise, it's the end of your fun. I've made my point, so it's your choice whether or not you follow my rules." Soul finished before using the grip he had on Ronin to fling him into the air, almost as if he was a lifeless sandbag. Ronin hadn't done anything to stop Soul, and that scared him. "What are you planning, Ronin?" Soul asked himself.

The sound of laughter lit up the air. Not the pure, innocent laughter of a child, but the maniacal laughter of someone who's gone insane. "You know, I really didn't expect much from this world, but I've been given a surprise by the gods! Who knew that such an annoyance would turn out to be beneficial?" Ronin announced, flames lighting up his back. This effect made it look like he was cast in a pitch-black shadow. His stance was almost like that of a being declaring itself as the god over a new race.

"Ronin. I told you, I'm sick and tired of these games! Find another planet to terrorise! Hell, any OTHER planet, just not this one!" Soul yelled at Ronin, who took no heed to his words. "I award you with my gratitude! You've just given me a reason to destroy this world! I'm sick and tired of the disrespect from one certain individual on this planet, and I'm going to take care of him myself!" Ronin proclaimed, a small purple ball appearing on the tip of his index finger.

"Oh no, you fucking don't!" Soul yelled, jumping into the air. Black wings expanded from his back, but they weren't for flying. Oh no, they had a much better purpose.

The one hundred feathers of the wings fell off, leaving only the bones behind. The falling, pointed feathers then angled towards Ronin, stuck in mid-air as Soul smiled. These were infused with 'Black Hole Creation'. This was one of the skills Aaron had gotten from absorbing the Basilisk. So, he could use that to his advantage. The second these came into contact with anything, a black hole would appear.

The feathers shot at Ronin, exceeding speeds of one thousand two hundred miles per hour. They were gone in an instant, and only one made a connection, and that was on his leg. However, that was all that he needed. "I'm ending this now!" Soul yelled, a black void appearing in place of the dark feather. "Fuck off into the void, or wherever this damn black hole leads to!" Soul yelled, his palm opening and closing as if trying to expand and destroy the orb of darkness at the same time.

Ronin looked down towards the lower half of his body, not giving a single reaction for around ten seconds. That was until he started complaining. "Oh my god, are you kidding me? You had to go with the most boring way of killing me here, didn't you?" Ronin complained, pointing towards his non-existent waist. "I have no legs! No hips! Just how do you expect me to move around?!" Ronin asked Soul, who was smiling.

"By dying and going to another planet. You know, like a normal insane person would do?" Soul reasoned with Ronin before clicking his fingers. The black hole absorbed a small portion of the light around it as it grew to a size just big enough to absorb Ronin. The sounds of screams emanated through the air for just a second but were quickly cut off. "Well then, that's Ronin sorted. At least we don't have to deal with his nonsensical behaviour anymore." Soul responded, dropping to the ground as he said it.

"You know, you're not really the best person to talk about behaviour, Soul." Oki reminded him as Soul put his index finger and thumb on the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"I know, Oki. I know."