A portal opened in the middle of nowhere, Alvstrom and Fragment stepped out.

    “What happened? What did you do to me?!”

    “I used the flames of judgment  on you. It lets me show memories that I am too lazy to speak, so instead watch,” he said with a somber tone, pointing down.

    Several feet below where they were standing, there was a war going on. The only thing odd about it was on two different points.  At one point, there was a human Fragment with dark brown eyes dashing around the battlefield, wearing his usual pair of gloves, except he was wearing a match of boots. They were clad in a bright golden flame.  Not just that, but instead of them being there normal orange and black, they were gold and white.

    On the other side, there was a man running around, his fists and feet glowing.  Every time he hit someone, his fist would burn right through them, and every time he kicked people, they would split in half.  Also instead of dirt, it was made of cloud (still going to say ground though).

    Alvstrom looked over at Fragment and asked, “Why do you seem so slow?”

   “That is because things are going to get very crazy and very fast. Now shut up and watch.”  They both looked then back to the battle at hand.

    Fragment was being propelled around the battlefield by flames that shot from his boots and every time he moved, there was a sonic boom behind him.  He appeared in front of a soldier who tried to swing his sword at him. He didn’t even get his blade up before Fragment’s fist smashed into him. But Fragment didn’t stop there, he forced his hand the rest of the way through the man’s chest.  He lifted the man into the air and smashed him back down.  The man seemed to sink into the ground. Then the ground erupted seconds later, thousands of blood red spikes shooting forward in waves, some killing multiple people on one spike.  He didn’t even stop to admire his handiwork, he was already in front of another one, drilling his legs repeatedly, each kick turning parts of him to stone, then sending them ripping through the other side, not just killing the soldier, but whoever was hit also. He then extended his hand sending a jet of black flames shooting forward hitting several people. Those who were hit started to contort as they were slowly sucked into themselves, blood and gore going everywhere until there were no less than twelve black holes. He made a crushing gesture with his hand and said luci ultima fermata. It got noticeably darker, then the orbs exploded, sucking anyone near toward it. The soldiers struggled in vain to get away. They actually held each other away for a little while until one of them slipped. As soon as he touched one, it exploded, sending black shards everywhere. Whatever the shards hit, a small black hole would form, absorbing whatever part it hit, killing several and wounding even more. He stuck his hand out and grabbed his wrist. Green sparks started to form around his hand, then a large emerald green lightning bolt shot from his hand. It flew straight for several feet, then started to split. Then the ones that split started to split and so on, but instead of shocking people to death, it ripped through them, impaling them on its spikes. Fragment kept fighting, working his way slowly toward the middle of the battlefield.

     On the other side, the other man was having the same results as Fragment. He punched the ground and it burst, sending magma flowing, melting all in its path. He swung his fist, sending a giant wave of air that mowed down hundreds. He stomped his foot into the ground and plants started growing out, several sending waves of gas. Everyone that was hit, their eyes changed a black and yellow color and started attacking anything in sight. Soldiers attacking soldiers, soldiers attacking teammates, there was even one attacking a tree.  And the whole time, the man kept walking also toward the middle of the battlefield.

    They made their way to the middle and stopped. They then started to speak.

   Fragment spoke first. “I’m here to kill you. Nothing would make me happier.”

    “Aw don’t be mad at me big bro, all I did was become a got and ruin the lives of billions of people.”

   Fragment’s face went stormy and he practically growled. “I invoke the rite of battle between S rank immortals.”

    “Jeez, someone’s grumpy, but oh well. I expect you should go all out first before we start, don’t you think I will do the same.”  A pure white aura engulfed him in light.

    “As you wish.”  Suddenly, a red and turquoise aura surrounded him.

     They started growing until they touched each other.  They then pushed each other, fighting for control, then the white one suddenly the man walks out. “Forma divina bitch.”

    “Ha your form names were always so cliché,” Fragment instead of it dissipating, he just stepped out of the aura in a black armor with red and turquoise lines running all along the armor in a tribal style. “Caduta della forma dei.”

  They both started walking toward each other, getting into stances, but were interrupted by a loud booming voice (yes loud and booming, it’s that loud) interrupted them. It was so loud they were knocked off balance by its force.  “YOU TWO CHALLENGE EACH OTHER TO A MATCH AND YOU DON’T EVEN WAIT FOR ME TO SHOW UP.”  They both looked up to see a black dot descending toward them.

     The other two said together, “Alright, we’re sorry, so stop fucking yelling!”

    The figure cleared his throat and started speaking.  “Sorry, I had to stop y’all before you destroy the planet. Anyway, let’s get you two to limbo, then we can begin,” He raised his hand, which appeared blurry to look at and the more disturbing it was.  “Oh wait, whose limbo are we going to?”

    “Mine!” they both said at once, then looked angrily at each other.

     “Calm down you two, I will just flip a coin,” he points at Fragment “Your heads,” and then points at the other man, “Your tails.”  He flips a gold coin and catches it.  “And it’s heads. Fragment’s limbo it is.”  He snaps his fingers.

    Everything changes, suddenly instead of clouds, they were standing on pristine white sand, water lapping at it.  But if you look into the distance, the sand abruptly stopped turning into blackened and cracked earth, the cracks glowing from magma. Just below the surface, creatures straight out of horror stories walked around.

    The man in the cloak pointed toward Fragment and said “Are you ready?”  Fragment nods.  He then points to the other man and asks.  “Are you ready?” the other man nods.  “Then begin.”

    They started toward each other again and got into their stances.

        (listen to this while they fight)

They suddenly exploded into a flurry of movements. Fragment shot forward and hammered his fists repeatedly into the other man, sending him flying, sliding over the water, making a wave from the sheer speed and force with which he was sent flying.

     The man slowed himself down and shot forward, running on the water like it was solid ground and slammed full body into Fragment, then wrapped his arms around him and German suplexed him into the ground, making a crater with his body. He stood over him and started to pound his fist into Fragment, smashing him farther and farther into the ground.

   Fragment caught his fist and threw him back toward the water. The man stopped and looked back toward where Fragment was, but saw only a residual flame. Suddenly, he appeared in front of him and slammed his burning elbow downward into his face. He was hit so hard that there was a hole in the water, which exploded back upward with massive force.

    “You’re stronger than I remember,” the man commented while pulling off pieces of stone and flesh, revealing his face perfectly fine underneath. “But I think we should stop holding back and actually go all out, don’t you agree?”

    Fragment smiled at that, “Alright then, for real this time. Let’s go at it.”

    They both swung their fist at the same time, making them clash and the water under their feet just evaporated. They stood there, just pressing there fists against each other’s. The ground shook from their force.  Suddenly, they vanished.

    “Fragment suddenly appeared hundreds of miles away near a volcano, swinging his fist at what seemed to be nothingness and connected.  Suddenly, the other man was there, blocking the strike making the volcano explode from just the shock wave, spewing lava everywhere.

    They started to unload their attacks at each other.

    The man struck out with a kick that hit Fragment so hard that one of his ribs stuck out and made the grout crack from the force.

   Fragment seemed to shrug off the damage and responded by swinging his elbow that connected with the man’s chest, making a deep gash across his chest, which ice started to grow out of it.

    He just reached into the gash and pulled it out, ripping off chunks of flesh in the process and tossed it away before it spread further.  He swung his fist so fast that it seemed to teleport into Fragment’s stomach more than collide with it, sending him flying through several mountains, turning them to powder in the process.

        Fragment stood back up with his holding where he was hit, blood running down his chin. Suddenly, several spikes shoot out of his stomach and back. The man suddenly appeared in front of Fragment, sending a roundhouse kick at him, but was stopped by a huge blast of energy from his mouth.

    Once the smoke from the blast dissipated, the man stood there, his arms still crossed from blocking the blast. They were slightly burnt, but he was otherwise unhurt. “Ha what was tha-?”  Fragment, unleashing a flurry of attacks, cut him, several snapping sounds were heard after each punch.

    The man caught one of Fragment’s fist and put him in a clench.  He started ramming knees into Fragment’s making the very ground shake, even though they were 100ft in the air. He locked his hands together and pile drove him headfirst into the ground. The ground cracked and split, creating a gorge with the force.

     The man flew out and scanned the area with his eyes for signs of the other man. But he was looking in the wrong place, so he didn’t notice the blade with a chain attached coming at him until almost too late.  He was able to block the strike by summoning a blade and using it to deflect the strike, only being nicked.  Fragment floated up holding six blades.

    The man summoned five more. They both sat there for a minute before both of them sent their blades slashing at each other. Their blades hammering into each other over and over anything. They were within a mile of got turned into powder from the sound alone this went on for days until both of them were covered in blood and their blade shattered. They started bashing each other with their fists again.

    Fragment punched him in the face, breaking his nose, to which he responded by jabbing his finger into his ribs and dislocating it.

“I think it’s time to end this, don’t you agree?”  Fragment said, clenching his fist, inserting a glowing blue marble making it glow a bright blue color.

    “I agree. This has gone on long enough it ends here,” the man replied back, pulling out a completely black sword, concentrating on it for a second, getting skinnier and paler by the second, and the blade glowing more and more with a red light. “Come, this is the end.”

    They charged at each other. The man stabbed and yelled, “Devourer’s strike!”

    Fragment swung his fist and yelled, “Maximum burst!”

The blade being longer, impaled Fragment, cooking his insides.

    Fragment ground his teeth and brought his fist slamming into the others man’s chest, blowing a gaping hole in it, making him fall to the ground in pain.  He picked up the other man, thinking him dead.

    As soon as Fragment picked him up, the man threw a plant he had crushed to powder into his face, then started laughing.

    “What’s so funny?”  Fragment asked, trying to wipe the powder out of his eyes.

    “Since I can’t enslave that world, I will have you destroy it instead,”  he said before coughing several times before dying.

    “Ha finally now I get my soul,” the cloaked man said, throwing back his hood to reveal a skeletal face.  He snapped his fingers and they were back in their original planet. He looked over at Fragment. “Hey bro, are you ok?” he asked. “You should be fully healed after the battle.”

    Suddenly, Fragment’s eyes shoot open, only they were a dark black color around the outside and a bright glowing yellow on the inside. He looked around, but didn’t seem to see anything.

Suddenly, several soldiers started to run over, but before they could get near him, he yelled. He stuck out his hand and sent a huge gout of fire.

    The pony Fragment looked over at Alvstrom and said, “We should go. Things get ugly from here.”

    “Wait, you mean that powder made you go berserk and changed the color of your eyes?”

    “Yes, that’s what happened.”

    “Well, who was the guy you were fighting?”

    “My brother.”

     “You killed your own brother?”

     “Yes, to save my home, I killed the hell out of him,”  Fragment said nonchalantly.

    “Wow, that’s kind of hardcore. Anyway, one more question.”

    Sigh. “Fine what is it? After this, I’m going to sleep. Maintaining that vision took it out of me.”

    “Ok then… um what happened to that planet after you went berserk?”

    Fragment frowned, his eyes turning black on the outside and purple on the inside “Ah, I was hoping you didn’t ask that… the planet is no more.”

    “W-what do you mean by that? What happened?”

    “I killed everything, then blew up the planet afterward before I came to. Now good-bye,”  He said before trotting off with Alvstrom, staring after him his mouth touching the ground.

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A/N: This chapter wasn’t happy at all, but hey on the bright side, I went to six flags a few days ago. Kay, that’s all. Comment and rate, you know the drill… maybe.