Storm clouds begin enveloping the entire sky in an eerie darkness. "All-seeing" Eichika finally stops shaking on the ground, she calms down but the storm comes closer. "We don't have time to nurse her, we have to move." Damian says, worried about Eichika. "It's just a little storm, why so worried?" Seygah asks. Lightning strikes right behind Seygah, leaving a small bit of fire behind his feet. Damian picks up Eichika and runs, Seygah follows behind as inconveniently enough lightning strikes down all around them. "Urgh! Why is everything out to get us? Is this on purpose or what!?" Seygah whines aloud as he continues to run. Tentacles rise up out of no where and attack them, but moving faster the than words on can page the up keep , Seygah kills them, aggressively ripping each organ out their bodies as blood splatters everywhere . The clouds instantly are erased and Seygah storms off no pun intended. "Calm down, Seygah. We have to keep our cool and move forward, big dawg." Damian says nonchalantly. Seygah sighs heavily, "whatever, dude."
They continue walking, Damian carrying Eichika and Seygah sulking. They hear maniacal laughing. "All throughout this particular infinite array of universes I reign supreme!"
"Who was that?" Seygah asks, taking precaution as he restores his and Damian's energy, not even worrying about Eichika, "it's not like she can do anything anyways…" Seygah thinks to himself. They peek over bushes and see a giant pair of ghastly black eyes with purple iris, accompanied by two ghoulish individuals. One of them is named Mellow, she has a large scar on her head and her eyes lack any detail, she has no mouth but of course can still speak. The other was a male named Dre, he has a giant, bulging, purple arm with an eye on it that can detach and transform into its own monster. The pair of eyes lacked a name and is only referred to as "Master" by the other two. He had entered combat with a few celestial beings, barely won them all, and is entirely full of himself. "Are you drunk or what?" Dre asks him. "Drunk?! How could I be drunk?! I'm a pair of eyes I can't even drink!" The eyes yelled, proceeding to burp loudly right after. Seygah, Damian, and Eichika are not entirely sure what they were experiencing. "Yo!" Seygah yells, getting their attention. Damian and Eichika's jaw both drop open as he did that.
"Idiot!"
"Oh look," Dre snarls with his jagged teeth, the eye on his arm twitching with anticipation, "we got eavesdroppers."
Seygah cracks his knuckles, stepping forward without hesitation. "Alright, I'm done sulking."Lightning coils through his fingertips as he blinks out of sight—and reappears mid-air, slamming a glowing heel into Dre's face and sending him crashing through several trees. The ground quakes. "Eyeball guy!" Seygah roars at the massive, ghastly "Master", whose twin purple irises pulse ominously. "You look like a funny guy…" Master (the floating pair of eyes) glares, the eyes narrowing. "You speak in arrogance, boy. Let me rewrite your existence." Suddenly, the part of the sky that's only above them starts to warp a bit. Damian jumps, lifts a hand, and stops it.
"We'll keep this basic," Damian mutters, landing beside Dre—who's already regenerating with a wild grin. "You and me. Round one." Eichika, barely regaining her composure, locks eyes with Mellow. Something psychic passes between them. The scarred, mouthless woman tilts her head.
"Stop looking at me like you're better," she hisses.
Suddenly—they clash. Psychic waves explode around them, turning the ground into glittering shards of broken thought. Mellow phases and reappears directly behind Eichika, stabbing forward with jagged fingers.
But Eichika, with her "All-Seeing" awareness, whirls and plunges her fingers deep into Mellow's eye socket, piercing her seemingly blank pupil. The wound pulses. Eichika gasps as she looks at her blood-soaked fingers, then looks at Mellow.
"You wretched child," Mellow whispers. Then—her body convulses, cracking open like glass under heat. Flesh unravels into spindly, black arachnid legs. Her form twists and inflates, Mellow becomes a towering spider-like abomination, with warped humanoid limbs and a dozen glowing eye-clusters across her thorax. She screams—a wordless energy blast erupts from her, a beam so wide it vaporizes everything in a perfect sphere for miles. Seygah creates a last-second layered wall of null-light to block it. Seygah, panting now, glares at the floating pair of eyes. "You're gonna die, right here, right now!"
But then—everything stops. Literally. Damian's blades freeze mid-air. Mellow's monstrous legs suspend. The dirt hangs still where it was kicked up. The Master looks around at the frozen battlefield, "utter chaos." Then looks at Seygah, whose eyes are starting dead at him. "We have to get out of here." The Master says before everything goes black.
Slip. Splash! The child slips and falls, hitting his head on the soaked pavement, as it is raining. Troops from Captain's army pick him up and show him to Captain. "Those eyes are…!"
Then a voice behind Captain speaks in a menacing, dark tone. "Give me the boy. I'm not asking. I'm demanding you…" Captain turns around, "who do you think you are—?!" Then the Captain's eyes widened in fear. This was 12 years ago.
Today. The sun beats down with surreal indifference as Seygah, Damian, and Eichika unconcious on the warm sands of a foreign shore. Salt stuck to their skin, and the only sound for a moment was the calm hiss of gentle waves and the croaking caw of a three-beaked seagull spinning in circles. Eichika rubs her pained and aching arms, wincing. "Where… are we?" She asks. Damian examines their location, "seems like we're on an island far from where we were before." He says, sighing. Seygah sat up and yawns. "Cool. Vacation arc or what?" They didn't get much time to enjoy it. From the thick tropical brush, inhuman-looking tribal figures emerged, small and tall alike, their bodies lanky, heads angular, skin painted in dazzling, chaotic stripes. They chatter in a random, bubbly, chaotic language.
Seygah squints. "…What?"
"GYAAARR!" they all scream together, raising wooden spears, stone clubs, and bizarre organic instruments that look alive and afraid. Without waiting, they charge.
"Hostile locals," Damian mutters, cracking his knuckles and shifting Eichika behind him.
"Wait—" Eichika started, but her words were interrupted by a deafening splash as the ocean exploded upward. A monstrous shark, easily the size of a building, launches out of the water, jaws wide open—aimed directly for the newcomers and the Ooga-Boogas, the name of the inhuman-looking tribe people. It misses. Instead, the creature impales itself on a massive spike of black coral jutting from the beach, slumping lifelessly as water, blood, and steam pours around it. The shark had apparently chosen death. The people and Seygah, Damian, and Eichika stare at the shark silently as blood oozes from its body. "Okay. Well, uhm…" Seygah laughs awkwardly.
The Ooga-Boogas, now murmuring excitedly among themselves, began motioning with exaggerated gestures. "Are they… inviting us?" Eichika asked.
"Looks like it," Damian replies, already walking. Seygah followed, shrugging. "Guess we're the guests of honor now." They trek inland toward a colorful, almost cartoonish village—spirals, drums, and glowing fruit hung from trees as buildings curved like melted wax. At the very center stood a throne carved from bone and shell. On it sat King Bum. A nine-year-old boy, adorned with a glittering crown too big for his head, and gripping a crooked staff taller than himself. He points dramatically. "I am King Bum! Ruler of the Ooga-Boogas! You have three days of peace! I declare it!" His staff pulsed, and reality itself shimmered. A fourth-dimensional barrier surged outward like liquid geometry, enclosing the island in layers of folded spacetime. Damian raised an eyebrow. "That's…surprisingly advanced for a kid."
Seygah frowned. "A kid put us in a bubble?"
"Show respect!" Bum snaps. "You're lucky to be under my protection!"
"Man, Shut up!" Seygah barks back. "You think I care about your toddler rules?"
Bum's eyes wells up immediately. "You're MEAN!" Eichika looks at Seygah as her mouth hangs open with shock, "how dare you speak to him like that!?"
"Looks like someone's in love…or something." Damian says.
"I'm not afraid of some interdimensional kiddie shield," Seygah muttered. "I'll pierce it open myself."
"You can't!" Bum says confidently. "It's fourth-dimensional! You can't even see it! Neither can I but still!"
Seygah ignore him, leaps into the air and punches straight through the barrier. It shatters like cosmic glass, warping and collapsing in on itself. A beat passed.
Then—a shadow. The sky was filled by a titanic entity—its form so massive the entire island looked like a small plate beneath it. One eye slowly opened, revealing a malicious darkness.
The Ooga-Boogas scream and scatter. Seygah transforms, horns curling from his skull, a black void-mark streaking down his face like war paint. But before he could strike, Bum's crown pulsed, grew rapidly, and launched from his head like a war chariot. It expanded into a gleaming construct. The crown then had stick-figure like arms that held back the arms of the gargantuan titan. "See? I'm not just a little kid! I have tools!" Bum yells confidently. "Cute. But…" Seygah leaps up to eye-level with the titan. "Die." He punches the titan and it launched backward, vanishing from the stratosphere—blasted completely off the planet, its scream fading into the cosmos. The sky cleared. The ocean calmed. King Bum picked up his crown, dusted it off, and sighed. "…I hate grownups."
Hours pass. Within a random base, Tao Jin, the master of firearms, runs through the base killing the troops within it. Whew. He wipes the sweat off his forehead, the gun rattling in his weary arms. A giant security camera humanoid mech with holes all around its torso breaks through a wall. A red light beeps on the top of its head as it attacks Tao Jin. The air explodes with bullets as the creature's chest opens fire—rotating volleys of machine-gun rounds tear through walls and pillars. Tao dives, slides behind a metal desk, and returns fire in tight, focused burst. His rounds though only pings off the mech's body. "Figures…" The creature stomps forward, the floor trembling under its weight. It aimed its lens like a cannon. Tao kicks off the ground just as bullets flew toward the spot he was crouched at. He sprints sideways, weaving erratically, firing short bursts into one of the camera's rotating gun holes. A spark. A dent. It paused. Tao didn't. He sprints, leaps onto a half-destroyed railing, and vaults up, landing directly on the machine's shoulder. Gun barrels spun below him. "Let's see how good your camera quality is up close." He pulls a flashbang from his vest, yanks the pin, and shoved it straight into one of the gun ports.
Drops it down.
BANG.
White flash. Internal overload.
The creature staggers, spinning wildly. Tao rolls to his feet, steadies his rifle—
BLAM-BLAM-BLAM. Three shots right into the lens as it then cracks.
The glass shatters. Sparks and oil burst from the seams. The Surveillance Aberration twitched, took a step—and collapsed like a fallen satellite. Tao Jin stood there, breathing hard, holding the smoking rifle. "Pathetic." He walks away.