28: Impending Ascension, Trappers Desire

[Dakota POV]

Seeing one of my daughters come through a gate left by the World Chains, I didn't think. I just SWIPED my hand at the Entity. The slowly dying deity recoiling as from my swipe REALITY SPLIT OPEN, a partially zombified Chimera of one of my written creations flying out. An extremely buff and gigantic Xenomorph tackling the Entity with a hiss, its claws digging into its flesh. Which visibly made the currently undead Chimera gain life to it once more with its rotting body becoming healthier by the second. Seeing the Chimera I had written several conjunctions formed, with just as many solidifying within my mind. Oh I'm going to test this… if it works… then I know I can solidify my title the Falna gave me.

"CRUSH them Colonist. TURN THEM IF NEEDED."

The Entity screeched at the Xenomorph Chimera which now sported a fanged smile with a deep rumbling pur. Looking towards my daughter, I saw Dwight catch her mid air. Detective Tap giving him a boost into the air with his hands, Caleb and the more bestial killers working together to cushion their fall using his chain gun and their more malleable or enlongated parts. Pyramid was currently however locked in a fight against one of the killer's I wished to save, The Knight. The Huntress eyes rapidly flickering with sickly white light tainted red and her natural eye color. The other survivors, not afraid to start swinging, were dealing with the others. All of their eyes change between tainted white and their natural colors, except for those loyal to the Entity.

They were perfectly from whatever control was happening.

With a displeased growl, I focused on the killers I wanted to save. Only for the infamous Trapper to shock everyone by ripping out the murderous glowing hooked hooks from his flesh. The Killers eyes return to normal before rounding on a conflicted chainsaw wielding deformed killer. A hook sinking into his neck, Trapper using the hooks momentum to FLING the killer away as if he weighed nothing. The killer being thrown lost an entire section of his neck, yet they "accidentally" landed at my feet.

Trapper's mask moved a bit to form a sly grin since he likely guessed my intentions based on reactions previously. Although he had choice words for his jailor.

"FUCK YOU! YOU SPIDER CUNT! I'M TAKING MY CHANCE TO BE FREE! IF THAT MEANS FUCKING YOU OVER BY WORKING WITH ANOTHER GOD, I'M GOING TO DO IT!"

His outburst and actions got a snort from Pyramid and Caleb, one finding it amusing that a poor boss is getting called out, the other likely having dealt with other such instances. Both killers, however, picked targets after Pyramid grew tired of Huntress. Pyramid had sent her flying with his sword, her body barely intact as it hit the ground near my feet. Two out of commission killers at my feet now. Two killers I wanted to SAVE because my family divinity radiated with them strongly to the point of obsession from it. Kicking them onto their stomachs, using ripped sections of their shirts to drip blood onto their backs. At the same also flicking a drop, like a throwing knife, at the Trappers exposed upper back. I began to single out the rest I wanted to spare, the others were dead meat. Or they had already exited the realm as Pinhead and Freddy were gone after looking over the killers.

"TWINS, PAINTER, KNIGHT, ONI, SPIRIT, ONRYO, WRAITH, BLIGHT, LEGION! THE REST MUST BE PUT DOWN BY PYRAMID HEAD OR SENT AWAY IN CASES LIKE FREDDY AND PINHEAD. Although that's a long shot!"

Three digitized Falna's popping up in my SHD vision as the killers became my own.

[Name: Evan McMillan

Level: 9

Titles: Trapper, Vengeful Hunter, Repentant Killer, Chosen Jailor

Age: 33

Strength: SS S- 100,000

Endurance: SSS - 800,000

Vitality: SSS - 900,000

Agility: SSS - 650,000

Arcane: S - 10,000

Blessing(s): Eldritch Chimera's Protection

Unique Skills: Agitation, Brutal Strength, Unnerving Presence, Trap Preparation, Trap Assistance, Trappers Intuition, Rebellion

Development Skills: Swordsman EX, Regeneration EX, Trap Master EX, Hunter A+, Deception A+, Killer's Empathy SS, Rage SSS, Mystery S, Blacksmith B

Subskills: Charge, Stomp, Stalk, Trapper, Immortal, Sin of Wrath, Virtue of Patience, Demolition, Humanoid Expert, Divine Resistance, Targeting, Focus, Luck]

[Name: Max Thompson Jr.

Level: 7

Titles: Hillbilly, Defect, Abomination, Mistake, Chainsaw Butcher, Embraced by The Chimera, Chosen Marauder

Age: 17

Strength: SSS - 999,000

Endurance: SSS - 999,000

Vitality: SSS - 900,000

Agility: SSS - 999,999

Arcane: S - 5,000

Blessing(s): Eldritch Chimera's Protection

Unique Skills: Enduring, Chainsaw Mastery, Lightborn, Tinkerer, Unbreakable, Twisted Determination, Unbreakable Chainsaw

Development Skills: Swordsman SSS, Regeneration EX, Hunter S, Rabid Rattle SS, Killer's Delight EX, Killer's Empathy EX, Rage EX, Mystery C

Subskills: Charge, Stomp, Stalk, Amped Up, Immortal, Sin of Greed, Family Longing, Hypersensitivity, Gored, Impalement, Chainsaw Madness, Targeting, Bad Luck] 

[Name: Anna

Level: 10

Titles: Forest Guardian, Huntress, Mother Figure, Resistance Soldier, Failed Wendigo, Chosen Hunter

Age: 23

Strength: EX- 1,000,000

Endurance: SSS - 999,999

Vitality: SSS - 900,000

Agility: EX - 1,457,000

Arcane: SSS - 600,000

Blessing(s): Eldritch Chimera's Protection

Unique Skills: Foggy Hunter, All Terrain Hunter, BloodHound, Beast of Prey, Huntress Lullaby, Territorial Imperative, Guardian, Manslaughter

Development Skills: Swordsman EX, Regeneration EX, Marksman EX, Hunter EX, Singing S, Killer's Empathy SS, Rage EX, Mystery SSS, Herbalist A, Blacksmith B, Throwing EX, Woodwork A, Tailoring B

Subskills: Charge, Stomp, Stalk, Recall, Immortal, Sin of Wrath, Virtue of Patience, Dead Eye, Sure Kill, Territory Creation, Territory Domination, Multilingual, Targeted Throw, Extreme Focus, Luck] 

As soon as my blood touched them and the Falna activated, the Killer's became STRONGER and EXTREMELY VISCOUS. Max and Anna rapidly heal before stranding back on their feet within seconds. The two killer's took a deep breath with deranged laughs as they coughed up blood. They wasted no time and went after the willing killers with murderous glee in their swings. Their willingness to fight with me just like that was… disturbing but I'll chalk it up to Dadness… yeah just blame the Dad stuff I have.

Max's chainsaw clashed with Bubba's as the killer went to violently end Detective Tap and Leon's lives. The two cops have been in a slugging match with the chainsaw wielding killer. The smaller, more agile chainsaw user, pushing Bubba off his feet and flying into the fog with a scream.

"NO MORE PAIN! BAD PARENTS DIE! BAD PARENTS DIE!"

The deformed Killer turned his head back to look at the two survivors, and only then did they and I notice something. Max was covered in light constructed armor fitted onto his tattered clothes, his chainsaws blades were sharper and glowing a bloody gold color. Something only possible if someone or something was willing to uphold certain standards from a god or just from sheer devotion bordering fanaticism.

"An Apostle…"

My words seemed to carry as everyone heard me and Max howled in delight, chainsaw over his head making a racket. Anna was in a similar situation except more tame compared to Max, or rather refined, she also could summon her axes back at will or throw axes from thin air endlessly… two apostles… if that's occurred. With my thoughts accelerating as something wasn't adding up, there were also those Titles. I looked towards Evan and saw the masked trapper in a more dangerous state. He was a God's Envoy… one dedicated to punishing sinners and dishing out pain…. Sort of like what Pyramid Head was. Just Pyramid was a Guardian, a little higher on the food chain.

The trappers mask had become more bone like, dark armor with a cloak of dark electrical fire covered his form. His cleaver, bear traps, and hooks had become CURSED items and I could tell if any of them hit it was a permanent death sentence. Pyramid was an Executioner that used brute strength to kill, Evan was a Jailor that used traps to imprison and kill prey. Evan even seemed surprised by his new position and transformation. Tugging on the link between us I found out how this occurred and so did he. It was disgusting as it meant he was subdued and used as an experiment.

The man let out a cry of rage filled with raw unfiltered emotions. Evan grabbed a bear trap from his left arm and flung it across the space of the only remaining Trial Grounds at the Entity that'd become a war zone. The Entity was unable to avoid the trap as a very eager Xenomorph was still tearing her to shreds. My chimera was intent on dragging out the pain. The trap biting into the flesh of her right side, said side soon exploding and leaking cursed miasma targeted towards deities.

"You dumb bitch… WERE YOU GOING TO CREATE AN ARMY OF APOSTLES AFTER BREAKING OR BENDING KILLERS FROM MULTIPLE DIMENSIONS TO YOUR WILL?! IS THAT WHY THEY'RE ALL IMMORTAL?! THE SURVIVORS YOUR MEAL, THE KILLERS YOUR KNIVES AND PAWNS TO TRY ALSO GETTING A GOD! A GOD YOU OTHERWISE COULDN'T HOPE TO FIGHT AND DEVOUR PEACEFULLY!"

The Entity only screeched at me, stretching my arm out towards her and creating a fist. Names and titles held weight, I was called The Chimera God. There's one thing I knew that could pull that title and use it as my own divine weapon. From the skies of this twisted forgotten realm thunder bellowed, in the foggy sky Pandora who had been missing descended.

Lighting crackled around her, when she breaked mid air to hover behind me and glare at the Entity. Pillars of thunder that were pure red from power struck around the realm with booms akin to nukes going off all once. Following those booms and pillars though were digital cracks in reality. Two symbols appear in the realm's skies, a glowing orange Phoenix symbol and a canine skull. From the ground a giant bulbous ended tentacle explodes and blooms showing an orange glowing sack like eyeball that glares at the Entity.

Five Demi-gods, one dying Goddess, yet even as I felt my body beginning to strain because we all essentially shared a body and soul, or just a soul. I noticed Colonist launch away from the Entity. Landing admits the other Xenomorphs and the Demigorgon before raising their head and screeching into the skies above. The more bestial killer's following their example. That's when the growing confusion and tension exploded as barbed chains explosively snapped in existence. Sending certain killers flying into the Entity, meanwhile numerous Falna's popped up in my vision as well.

The chains snapped and coiled around my outstretched arm possessively, a book bound by the looser hanging section of chains came into existence. With its arrival a wave of energy tore through the realm of fog and death. With the book's entrance, ISAAC and Mal0 also caused the realm between dimensions and time to shudder with their own weapons or something else, Pandora was already displaying her status with the red lightning. From the SHD symbol a giant mechanical dog crashed into the trial ground. The robot looked much like a certain robot dog from MGS, just more tanky and weaponized, yet I also knew why ISAAC likely went for this design.

He's the most loyal companion many agents can have, loyal to a fault just like a dog. Mal0 became her own weapon, however, in what would be said as her personality appearance wise for this version of her. The skull faced werecanine towering next to ISAAC dressed in scared, dented, scorched, and melting glowing plate armor a broken axe in her hands. Umbra, umbra didn't show off. The Archaean towering above everything as a plant simply glowered and impaled the killers and Entity with some "roots" exploding out of the ground.

Snorting at him I just said one important thing that caused my family divinity to lash out.

"You're a threat to my family, so kindly die."

Those words caused a torrent of golden energy to slam into the Entity and her Killers. My fellow Demi-gods lashing out with it, causing the realm to start crumbling. The combined energy destroyed much in its wake, incinerating the Entities most loyal killers before her eyes when it touched them. The Entity met the same fate once it even touched her.

"Game over, you have a major SKILL ISSUE. Try rolling next time for invic frames!"

Flashing in the air with a Darksouls style to the lettering those words appeared. Colonist in the background howling a gutteral hissing laugh. I could guess perfectly well which of my written monsters decided to troll like a gamer. After all only one of them could capitalize on every dimensional plane to turn reality into a video game for a message like that. However, with the realm starting to be destroyed all around us I had to make a very painful choice.

Grasping some of the fog to take control I began to tear open a doorway back home. Cracks forming along my body that had golden light trying to spill out from them.

"NO QUESTIONS, JUST GO! MY BODY CAN'T HANDLE USING DIVINITY LIKE THIS ANYMORE WITHOUT BEING A GOD YET! SMALL STUFF IS JUST FINE BUT ACTUALLY FLEXING MULTIPLE DIVINITIES IS GETTING EXTREMELY PAINFUL!"

Thankfully no one gave any sass.

\\// ??? Floor, New York City, Lower Manhattan //\\

Stumbling through the doorway, Evan had lagged behind to steady me with an arm around his shoulders. Pandora was sleeping with her head tucked under one of her wings, Umbra, ISAAC, and Mal0 currently barely able to function and not sleep due to the unsurprising tax of having so many Demi-gods flexing their divinities while sharing a body and soul. I wasn't that lucky, as it's my body and soul that took a majority of the strain regardless. We HAD noticed the strain we were causing, but we just REALLY REALLY wanted to kill the Entity.

So now I was awake due to the pain of using what we shouldn't have fully used. Murphy was tempted and he acted when he saw us baiting him into acting. The place with the most damage on and in my body was my heart. Which was currently visible through my skin and clothes, the cracks covering it seeping golden light a reminder that anything big for now was going to be lethal. Unless I got healed by someone or one of my chimera's that was currently catatonic as he was still considered dead. Evan huffed a whistling grunt as we stepped through the doorway that soon imploded.

"Well shit… this is nothing like what I remember… but you said that is merely a recreation of the actual thing before didn't you?"

"Yes Evan, this is New York City in 2015-16 in a world that has a lot of shit going on with it, but of a mundane variety. Nothing like the Entity or I, just viruses, technology terrorism, shadow armies, parasitic alien goo, and a few others. But this section of floors are based on the worst things someone knows enough of. Mine are the best though so it went for the nightmares I know of. The stairs up though are in the North Pole."

My small brief description of what this floor was based on got a good amount of interesting looks and sounds. Though I decided to address the Killers and Survivors before someone played "fuck around and find out" without ground rules.

"Just a heads up for everyone, but my daughter, but this is a DUNGEON that's very much alive. This is just a floor simulating a world I know of, the world outside the dungeon is also VERY different from what you're used to. That means different societal norms, laws, rules, and settings like the fact that GODS WALKING THE LANDS IS NORMAL. So don't start just for the shits and giggles, the God's are also very different from their counterparts in other universes. Yet that won't change that they can out of spite if wanted just erase your soul or heavily damage it. Some will do that even if it'll punish them by sending them back to heaven to be eternally bored once more.

Killer's you'll be free to settle down if you want, but for those that relish in blood and destruction simply because of your nature. Well you're in luck, the dungeon is essentially a paradise for you, however, go too far and it'll crank up beating the shit out of you till you're dead or leave. Survivors, there's no Internet or anything modern here in this world, it's a fantasy world of swords and magic. While there can be the equivalent for most modern appliances and tools, they're still magical in some way or very archaic by modern standards. There is plumbing so you can enjoy hot showers if you're lucky to get a place with it or get it installed.

Pyramid, or Jason, you'll be getting the chance to potentially KILL AN ENTIRE UNIVERSE ARTIFICIALLY LINKED TO THE NEXT FLOOR. They're all sinners and its destruction is MANDATORY by a cosmic and multiversal force greater than even the Gods. So you'll be having fun rampaging on the next floor to your heart's content. Also if anyone has any sort of summoning skill on their Falna for creatures. Then the previous limits on it should be slightly loosened, or completely gone and only death could desummon the creature. The Falna in its own right is alive and responds to deep seated desires and predetermined arrangements. So if you have people you want to meet once more, summon them and get to catching up with them.

That includes you Caleb and Tarhos, you deserve some respite and laughs with old friends. After all you lived and died for them, you deserve the time with them without being pressed for time or running around like rats."

As soon as everyone broke off to lounge around or cook something in a nearby deserted Subway. I looked at Evan who hadn't let me go yet, the man just seemed lost as his appearance had reverted to normal.

"It's… it's funny how things ended up… do you think I can make up for everything? For what I did to the miners? My father can go fuck himself… just I was going to find a way to make up for what I did under my father… then everything just became one twisted nightmare… I'm TIRED… So tired yet I want to do some good now…"

Taking a moment to ponder Evan's words I grunted. I shoved the man towards where everyone was. The Twins LOOKED Human and alive. Without the olders side and chest being a gaping hole to nestle her brother, her brother is actually GROWING. As Evan stumbled towards the Subway I trudged on after him.

"Then start off by talking with and apologizing to the Survivor group. You did after all feed parts of their souls to the Entity. We'll see about making a redemption arc for you later, for now just relax Evan."

"Yeah… I can… I can do that… fuck it's going to be awkward but I know how to ease things and smooth over other things due to business dealings… I CAN DO THIS."