*BOOOOOOOM* *BOOOM* *BOOM* *BOOOOOOOOM* *BOOOOOM* *BOOOOOOOM* *BOOOM* *BOOM* *BOOOOOOOOM* *BOOM* *BOOOOOM* *BOOOM* *BOOOOOOOM* *BOOOM* *BOOM* *BOOOOOOOOM* *BOOOOOM*
Wall after wall. Building after building. Factory after factory. I hold nothing back as I blast my way through this section, wiping out any enemies that are unfortunate enough to be standing in my way.
"Fucking hell, Dovah! Why didn't you just do this at the start?" Cartman asks.
"Like I said, I'm looking for some things here myself. There isn't anything I need in this location."
"Oh. By the way, shouldn't the air around us be overheating from friction or something? Is your magic shield dealing with that along with air resistance? Also, I've noticed a distinct lack of sonic booms whenever you go apeshit and I'm 90 percent sure you go well beyond the speed of sound when that happens."
Right, forgot for a bit that Eric Cartman isn't just gifted in manipulation tactics and entrepreneurship. The fatass can be one smart bastard in pretty much anything when he has the motivation for it.
If only he put that much effort into school... Although, to be fair, I half-assed my time at school here too. Being 10 years old for eternity doesn't exactly help with motivation in that department considering that we just repeat the same year over and over again.
"You want the simple answer or the sciency answer?" I ask him.
"Simple please."
"Alright. Telekinesis kicks ass."
Not only Cartman, but the entire team just stares at me confused as I continue demolishing the sentient towel factory.
"Fuck it, give the sciency answer."
"Okay, so quick crash course on how the world works. Air is made of matter, sound travels through matter, and telekinesis can control matter. Basically, I use telekinesis to control the movement of air molecules to prevent them from producing sonic waves, or in other words, reducing the intensity of sonic booms, if not outright getting rid of them." I explained to my teammates.
"Meanwhile, heat is merely the rate at which atoms vibrate, and said vibration can be lowered once again via telekinesis as it's a product of movement.
TLDR: sound manipulation and temperature control come in a package deal with my OP telekinesis." I then conclude.
Now don't get me wrong, what I just described is incredibly difficult to do and it would be impossible for me to achieve a control of this level without T.K's help. Hell, not even the Timmy in my timeline could do this! He only theorized he could accomplish things like this before he died and everything went to shit.
The reason he tried theorizing how to do this stuff (despite not being able to reach such speeds himself) was because he wanted to make Jimmy's TFBW 'Ultimate' capable of transporting others as well. The crippled comedian could only run around the planet himself using that ability; anyone hanging onto him would either get blown off or whiplash.
Timmy wanted to fix that which would allow Jimmy to essentially become the closest thing to a living warpgate as possible (without actually being one) as his ultimate could get others to the opposite side of the world by the time they blink and he is very precise when running and stopping since he can appear back at the position he started at after running around the entire planet multiple times in seconds for his ultimate.
We already had portal guns, but having backup plans never hurt anyone. It was just one of numerous experiments and theories Timmy was immersed in before he died, and while I didn't partake in many of those myself, I did pay attention when he talked about them.
Side note, the whole temperature manipulation thing doesn't work with magic fire like satanic or eldritch fire. That shit just doesn't follow logic like most other magic here. That's just how magic works, it doesn't.
"...I'm just gonna pretend I understood most of that and go back to watching you wreck Tenorman's shit, 'kay?"
"Sounds good to me, dude."
Our leisurely chit chat stops as we all begin to hear roars and squeals getting closer and closer to us. I was wondering if he'd show up earlier with me absolutely wrecking this level instead of playing through it the normal way.
Looks like I was right. Not like it'll matter.
(("Be careful, host. He's coming.")) I know. I don't need Kenny or Timmy to fight him anymore.
(("I was referring to your mental state. Losing control now would be-")) I know, T.K.
I know, and I won't lie, the anger I felt back then is boiling up inside of me all over again right now.
I was so blinded by rage back then that even with T.K's help, I can only remember brief glimpses of what happened.
I remember roaring in fury as my eldritch constructs tore him in half.
I remember him burning to a crisp under my flames.
I remember him being stabbed, squashed, and pulled apart until the glow in his eyes finally faded away.
I remember having no issues with dying myself as long as that bastard died too.
I lost control back then, but I won't make the same mistake now.
Speedrunning my way through this section of the game gave me plenty of extra time; using some of it here shouldn't be too big of a deal.
This time... I intend to savor it.
*ROOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRR* *squeal*
Tenorman looks on with bated breath as he sends another friend of his out to intercept Cartman's crew. Their mystery member has proven to be a threat more terrifying then he could've ever imagined, but this latest deal should've powered the demon up enough to handle him, right?
Even if the guy fails, he should still get plenty of combat data to put into Prototype Z-1. That and the massive power-up the robot will soon receive should be enough to stop him then, right?
Tenorman wouldn't admit it to anyone, but fear was starting to grow inside of him. Fear that only fueled his insanity and desperation.
"DESTROY THEM, MANBEARPIG!!!"
*ROOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRR* *squeal*
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
The bubble shield is flung back into a factory wall and soon dissipates, but Team Stan doesn't get a scratch in the process.
Dovah on the other hand...
'He's weaker than he was back in my own timeline. It only took chucking a few boxes at him to defeat the guy in game, which doesn't seem to be the case here, but the ManBearPig I fought back then was definitely stronger.
It seems that the deal he made with the old guys in South Park as well as the mystery deal made to kill me gave him a lot more power than he got from whatever deal he made with Tenorman in this timeline.
There's also the fact that this game takes place about 7 years before season 22. He must have gathered a lot more temptation from humanity in that time. And while ManBearPig is weaker this time around... I'm also far stronger.'
"What is a Dragonborn doing here?" The chimera cries out after being pushed back.
"What? Did you expect me to be hunting down Geldon or something? No, I have a score to settle with you, ManBearPig."
The demon looks confused at this response, but Dovah doesn't give him the chance to think about it as combo after combo is mercilessly launched at him.
"Satanic abilities? And Netherborn ones too? How is this possible?"
"What can I say, it helps to know people. You should've figured that out by now, 'sifter of fate'. In fact, I'd say that title fits me a lot more than it does you, dude. Promine-"
"ENOUGH!" The demon roars. "Dark Blessing! Baleful Blessing! Satanic Seal! Wall of Hellfire! Power Bind! Your tale ends here, Dragonborn!"
Dovah cancels his attack and backs up as glowing red meteors crash into the building, nearly flattening him. ManBearPig uses this chance to heal, defend, and strengthen himself with the first three satanic spells he cried out before charging at the transmigrator in the Dragonborn's body.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
"Crap! Hang onto something heavy so we don't get blown away!"
"EY! Let go of me, assholes!"
The factory the boys are in burns and breaks down all around them with Team Stan trying to find cover, Tenorman hanging onto what's left of his command center, and ManBearPig cautiously looks around the dust cloud that formed from this latest clash... only to get his chest caved in by a glowing purple fist.
*SQUEEEAAALLL*
"Holy shit, dude!"
"No! NOOO! HE'S JUST A KID, GODDAMNIT!"
The cries of Team Stan and Tenorman fall on deaf ears as ManBearPig falls to his hands and knees, gasping for air. A kid-sized foot then stomps on his face as he tries to get back up.
"It seems that only changed the way you talk." Dovah mocks while leaning his foot on the downed ManBearPig with the demon soon coughing out even more blood, adding to the small pile of it already on the floor.
"Thank fuck that guy's on our side." Cartman mumbles.
"I remember nearly dying to him when I was at the Pentagon." Kyle adds.
(A/N: Season 11 Episode 11 "Imaginationland Part 2")
"He was ripping heads off and tearing people in two like nothing. And if Al Gore was right about how much of a raging beast he is..."
"I'd say Dovah's become even more of a raging beast now." Stan comments. "It's only a matter of time before he kills ManBearPig... I'm sure Al Gore will be happy to hear about that."
'Even with the deal I made along with his satanic abilities powering him up, that kid is still able to dominate him?!?' Tenorman thinks back in disbelief.
'It's getting too dangerous. I have to get out of here and finish up Prototype Z-1's upgrades if I even want a chance at winning!'
"So Tenorman, are there any other friends you would like to call over while we're at it? Tooth Decay? Geldon? Or perhaps Queen Spider? I wouldn't mind taking on the rogues gallery of Mythical Beasts this timeline has. Maybe all of them together would prove to be somewhat of a challenge." Dovah sneers.
The ginger doesn't bother responding and leaves through another time portal, but he makes sure that the fight is still being filmed on whatever security cameras are left beforehand. The more data he gets of this monster, the better.
A red blazing aura begins to emit from ManBearPig as he roars, blasting Dovah off of him with his second wind. Multiple Power Binds then grow out of his claws and Dovah summons an eldritch sword of his own using the same [Ghastly Grasp x Soul Slash] combo he did when facing Butters' Army of Chaos in the second South Park timeline he's ever been to.
A massive *CLANG* echoes around the factory's remains as the sword and chains are swung into each other with dozens more clashes following as the two swing and swipe at each other over and over again.
It ends when ManBearPig changes his approach and slams his clawed right fist into Dovah's outstretched hand, chains wrapping around it to keep them both in place. A Satanic Seal is quickly applied by Dovah to cancel the lowered attack debuff Power Bind causes, but that debuff was only meant to buy the chimera time.
"PENTAKILL!" The animalistic demon roars, his other hand pulled back and ready to blast Dovah with the ball of satanic flames he just formed.
"Right back at ya." Dovah counters, knocking the spell back at the demon who is forced to dissipate the chains and lean back so he isn't hit with his own blast.
Now normally, this wouldn't be possible and the spell would just blow up the second it hit Dovah, but his mastery over eldritch and satanic fire only continues to grow as time passes. Now, not only can he perfectly control his own hellfire and eldritch fire through his own pyrokinesis, but he is also beginning to learn how to extend that control to the fire of others.
This is a result of him slowly harnessing the powers of both an Antichrist and Elder God who can use their power to control the lesser flames they created. It's what Cthulhu did to the member berries during the Nahkriin war and it's what Dovah is starting to do now.
It's only a matter of time before any Netherborns and Satanists who dare to attack him will find their own flames turned against them...
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
The fireball explodes, wiping out another chunk of the factory they're in, but neither monster is finished just yet.
Dovah's sword is sent flying towards ManBearPig, but he manages to block it with his claws. Unfortunately for him, that was just a feint which gave Dovah the chance needed to slice through the demon with a Soul Slash.
"Huh?" Only instead of going through the chimera, the flaming purple scythe is embedded into his side.
ManBearPig growls as he pulls the energy scythe out and crushes it in his hand. He then winds his fur-covered hand back and punches Dovah right across the face, his fist being so large that the impact covers Dovah's whole head.
*BOOOOOM*
A few drops of blood go flying out of Dovah's mouth, but he stays standing in the same spot he was at, not being pushed back an inch.
*SQUEAL* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM*
He then counters by punching the demon right at the center of his head, the force of the blow sending him flying all over the wrecked factory as he bounces off of wall after wall, eventually landing back right in front of Dovah's feet.
Cartman's POV:
"Holy shit, dude! The fuck did ManBearPig do to that guy?" I can't help but nod in agreement at Stan as we watch Dovah knock around ManBearPig like a ManBearBitch.
The fucking building then starts to collapse even more after that fucking asshole Tenorman escaped AGAIN!
"This place is going down! We need to get out of here now!" For once I agree with the jew and we try looking for a way out, but this place is falling apart fast.
"Oh, hey guys. Wanna get high?"
"TOWELIE, WHERE'S THE FUCKING EXIT?"
"I don't know man, I'm so fuckin' high right now."
"Fucking useless son of a bitch!"
"Hey, I'm a towel, not a bitch! No, wait, I'm not a towel, you're a towel!"
Dovah's POV:
"That was kinda fun." I comment after spitting out a bit of blood. "Probably the most fun I've had since facing off against Kyle's mutant cousin and Tenorman's pet project. But sadly, all good times must come to an end. Don't worry, I couldn't be bothered to hunt down your family right now."
The demon grimaces when I mention them. Good. Unlike with Butters, this fucker is evil to begin with so I have no problems with making him suffer during his final moments.
(("Trapper Keeper ready for absorption.")) Go ahead, but make it slow.
His power then becomes one with my own, granting me the biggest boost in strength I've gotten since I first merged with T.K. I wonder if this means I can empower myself through deals and human temptation now?
I'll figure it out later. For now, I have a quest to finish.
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
Only then do I realize that this place is about to fall apart and Team Stan minus Cartman are screaming at me while Cartman is screaming at Towelie who is screaming back.
'Oh, right. Uhhh, where's the next area in the game, T.K?'
(("The next area is the Park County Trash Dump. Should I create a portal there?"))
"Yes!" I shout as I pull the boys and towel towards me with telekinesis and we all head through the portal I made to the junkyard as the building collapses into itself.
"Phew, sorry about that, guys. I got a little carried away there."
"No fucking shit! What did that guy do to you anyway?"
"...He killed one of my best friends. I could only watch as the blast meant to kill me and my other best friend was blocked by him. He turned into fucking dust right in front of me and I could do nothing to stop it."
(A/N: Chp 66 "Animosity")
I start to tear up remembering what happened that day and the team comforts me, which helps calm me down. Well, the team except Cartman anyways; the fatass is instead yelling at us to get a move on.
He's right, I need to focus on finishing this game right now. Let's just get this over with.
P.O.T: ?????? - Dovah's Timeline:
"Well gee, I didn't know that Hell hosted class reunions, fellas."
"Cut the crap, Butters." A livid Wendy interrupts. "You have way worse than just hell to pay for all the shit you pulled."
"And who exactly is going to deliver that payment? You?" The blond mocks. "You think my story will end like it did in Mirai Park? You think that you can all gang up on the powerless, defeated Butters after he dies, his efforts and the blood on his hands being all for nothing?"
"What the 'here' is Mirai Pa-"
"Well, GUESS AGAIN! I may not have Imaginationland anymore, but I still have all the power I grinded from it! Satan's armies weren't enough, none of your strategies were enough, and NOTHING you do here will be enough!"
(("You're the one who needs to guess again, Butters."))
"Do I, Timmy? Did Dovah not defeat everything the world threw at him no matter how big their numbers were or what strategy they used? It took Cthulhu, someone far stronger than him to finally stop our transmigrator friend, and guess what? Nobody is stronger than me now, so that's not gonna work!"
(("And yet you died anyway, and you're now stuck down here with us forever. You can kill us as many times as you like, but we'll always come back since unlike our bodies, you can't destroy our souls.
You wield electricity, not magic. You can only attack us physically, not mentally or spiritually. Even if you did somehow escape, my failsafe already destroyed any portals to Imaginationland you had as well as the regular portal we took from the government. You will never recover what you lost."))
"Oh really? Then tell me, Timmy. How exactly did those terrorists enter Imaginationland during part one of that trilogy in the first place?"
At that moment, for the first time since his fight with ManBearPig... Timmy panics.
"Not only that, but there have been plenty of different instances of people escaping Hell in our little show. From emerging as a spirit to taking a shortcut through Heaven to being summoned through a ritual to going through a dimensional wormhole to just being sent back to Earth through Satan.
I wonder which method I should choose to take. Should I figure out the spell the Master Vampire used to create a wormhole between Hell and Earth at Casa Bonita? Or perhaps I should take a stroll up to Heaven like Satan and his demons have done several times before and just drop down to Earth from there? Either way, I'll be back on Earth with my full power intact, ready to go find that extra Imaginationland portal you so carelessly dismissed."
(("Everyone, continue to attack him. Right now!"))
"You don't have to tell me fucking twice." Craig growls.
"We won't let you fuck up anything else, Butters." Stan declairs.
"Let's get this son of a bitch." Cartman grins as his own electricity starts to surround him, swears pouring out of his mouth to fuel the v-chip installed in him so long ago.
(("We need to subdue him, now! Or have Satan or Damien try to destroy his soul again! We can't let him get back to Earth or we're all FUCKED!"))
"I'd like to see you all try." Butters challenges, powering up and charging towards his old friends.