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The imaginary cycle

A world where Greed knows no bounds. Profits will be made upon the suffering of all and innocent creatures shall pay a hefty price. Childish fantasy and wonder mixed with grotesque and lovecraftien exaggeration. Welcome to the imaginary cycle where creativity is a nightmare and the world is full of horror.

TheGreatSeer · Horror
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4 Chs

The origami cycle

Rumble. Rumble. Rumble. Destructive shaking flipping cars like pancakes and watching as furniture flies out the glass windows of the towering skyscrapers. Explosions going off spontaneously and carapace ran freely.

Dark grey clouds merge together into an existence beyond the heavens themselves, as drops of water fire down rapidly like multiple machine guns being active and bolts of energy fire down striking and destroying those below. Wind would pick up, as items flew up ajd came down as mighty meteors.

Four legs of mighty force crash down and move closer and closer to "Banker city". Its chest is streched wide, four arms of massive size with Razor sharp fingers scraping and cutting down chunks of buildings and finally a round head with a mouth with multiple rows of teeth, a triangular nose, large square frames with circular eyes within which hold a second pair of circular eyes within them and two triangular horns with a line of energy trailing from one end of a horn to the other and these lines of energy can be seen trailing down from the outer circular shell of the eyes down the cheeks and connecting to the teeth. The material which the creature is constructed of however seems to be paper, yet no bullet nor bomb seems to be able to hurt it.

It lets out a furious Roar with which all electronics either go crazy or get fried and all animals in the area either run off or instantly die. This Roar is then followed by the beast opening its mouth and firing out a white beam of energy that whatever it touches is transmutated into paper form which can barely stand and will easily fall apart.

Once it has passed through all that is left is, but a mere danger zone of logic defying proportions and Banker city is no more.