...I am perfect....*echoing in background fading*...cell...cell...cell...
Queue the theme song ;)
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Crashing into the walls of Immora, Izuku lead the charge on as he encountered the higher rank Nobles of Hell. It seemed that these entities had a form of intelligence as they hid behind obstacles to not be caught in the Izuku's line of fire and shot their own attacks.
Izuku simply meat hooked around and shot them as he captured all their souls and extracted them into bullets for him. He dropped into the crater with the weight of a wrecking ball along with his Combat Shotgun already shouldered. A Cacodemon hovered too close. He fired once—buckshot tore through its single eye, detonating the skull mid-air. It had dropped like wet meat.
A Hell Knight lunged from the rubble ahead. Two shells slammed into its chest, slowing it. He then switched to his rocket launcher and locking target, sent three rockets into its gut, blowing the demon in half, scattering charred bone across the ground.
He swapped to the Heavy Cannon, flipped into Precision Bolt mode. Mancubi were all around scrambled along the broken ridge to flank him. He shot the flame throwers off their arms and switched back to the Chain gun before releasing a storage load of bullets upon them.
A Whiplash surged in low, its serpentine frame coiled to strike. He spun with his Ballista already up. One charged shot seared through its midsection. The top half flew off, slammed into a wall, and disintegrated in a flash of sparks and blood.
He rushed through the hordes with a clear line of sight to the final gate that was beyond just over the horizon. That was where the Dark Lord was residing and that will be his final grave.
As he reached, Izuku paused a little as his hand hovered over the gates where he was going to push them open.
This was it. These were the final moments where he would finish everything. The air crackled with tension as he remembered his journey through Hell. Six eons had passed since he first entered this desolate realm, a world filled with nightmares and despair.
He had fought monsters. He had faced fears that would make even the strongest of wills tremble (Not his of course), and gathered strength, but none of that mattered now. All that stood between him and his destiny was the Dark Lord Davoth.
Pushing the doors open, he took in the surrounding structures as he ventured slowly to the centre of the quiet and barren chamber. There were several entities floating around the chamber as they were chanting a silent mantra that echoed throughout the walls of the area.
Looking up slightly, Izuku had landed his gaze on him, as did he gaze down upon him.
"You bring violence and war to thwart the dark realm, but conflict was born in Hell. It is inevitable..." he slowly revealed himself through the eery mist as the Dark Lord trudged forward from above the platform that Izuku was on, "...a fire that fuels creation and gives purpose...where there is none..."
Izuku looked on unamused as Davoth was enclosed in his suit and jumped down to the main chamber where they were now focusing on each other.
This was it. This was where everything will end. If he does not defeat him here and now, he will die.
Following on from his death will be the extermination of the human race. And he will not stop there. The Dark Lord and his forces will take over the entirety of creation on a scale hitherto unheard of.
No matter what, Izuku as the unofficial successor of the Doom Slayer will kill him. He slowly but surely clenched his right fist with his Super Shotgun ready in his left hand.
"Stand and fight Slayer."
They both slowly circled around the room one glaring whilst the other calm yet vicious.
"Honor your true God."
The two paused as they got ready. A distant memory came rushing back as he finally remembered a dream yet nightmare he had once had back on earth. A phrase that would finally start the battle between man and God.
"Fight...and show me your purpose."
Without a word, Davoth lunged. He moved with surprising speed as he conjured his argent blade intending to slice down through him. Izuku dodged within the last second as he burst away from him.
'Fast...very fast...' he thought as he took out his launcher and fired 3 grad shots towards him. The dark lord ever quick with his hands, pulled out a port that conjured up a shield mixed with argent and his personal hell energy that did not let anything pass through it.
'Sword and shield...as well as the grenade launcher on his back,' he dashed to the side as quick as he could to get out of the blast radius. The zombie like demons that were within the area were disintegrated within an instant,'immediate death too...'
This would prove to be a little more challenging than he thought as Izuku rushed forward with his own crucible in hand and clashed with the Dark Lord's own blade. The moment both blades made contact, it released an energy that had burst that was unstable causing multiple localized explosions within the surrounding ring. A few dark and pitch black balls started to form around the two titans as they clashed further with their blades until eventually Izuku started feeling a tug on his body.
He looked back seeing a large black hole behind him.
He narrowed his eyes as he took a more firm grip onto the ground and switching the crucible to his hammer form, he clenched hard on the handle before swinging as hard as he could smashing the singularity trap out of the chamber.
It was this moment that the Dark Lord swung again as Izuku dodged and taking out his Super Shotgun, fired point blank into his side stunning him. Once more Izuku took out his hammer and jumped up high before slamming it onto the ground, stunning the Dark Lord further.
From here on Izuku took out his chain gun and laid waste into Davoth's armour damaging him from all sides. The Dark Lord almost as if tired from the constant fire, knelt down onto one knee.
That was enough for Izuku as he threw a strong blood punch knocking him further back. The Dark Lord was launched into the side of the chamber, forming a web crack throughout the walls. He stood up defiant as he roared out, "I will bathe in your blood!"
He raised his shield and slammed it onto the ground creating a blinding light that forced the Hellwalker to close his eyes. Reopening them he looked around seeing himself and the Dark Lord in an open land with fire and blood. It was the now ruined city of Immora. Demons and sentinels of the long forgotten realm of Argent D'Nur engaging in blood filled conflict as roars of pain and screams of victory were howling across the skies.
As Izuku was gazing around at the sight of Hell's final stand, Davoth reigned in Hell's energy into his shield. placing it in front of him, the shield was resounding strong wavelengths. Charged to the max, the Dark Lord pushed forward and had slammed into Izuku as he grunted and was pushed back into a fiery wall that threw him back in.
The Doom Slayer had finally locked in as he found his opportunity and fired a shot from his Super Shotgun stunning Davoth. With quick succession, he began switching between the full auto modification of the Combat Shotgun and the Ballista, damaging him even further than before. Given his new opportunity he threw a strong uppercut launching the Ruler of Hell into the air.
Izuku shot up jumping high into the hellish clouds and above as he began punching Davoth whilst the Ruler growled and grabbed him and put him below so that when they fall, he would take the brunt force of the impact.
They both began exchanging heavy blows in the air that shook all of Hell itself. Haymaker after Haymaker, the pinnacles of Humanity and Demons threw everything they had in the remaining time they had in the air before Izuku caught his punch and redirected his punch to the side and with all his might, the Unchained Predator threw the Dark Lord straight to the ground. This had formed a mushroom cloud of dust and air being kicked up as the force was enough to make Immora tremble.
Davoth was once again kneeling down and with a grunt he stood back up before opening up his mask revealing himself. With a thud, Izuku landed down a few paces away from him. He slowly turned around looking at the landscape as he began listening to the Hell King speak.
"For too long have I been imprisoned by my own creations. You will not stop my vengeance...nor the one who betrayed me..." Davoth spoke with an ominous murmur as he looked towards the skies.
"Tell him..." he spoke out as another voice came to life in the torrent heat.
"He is the first being...and my creator. When he fell...I ascended," the father declared out much to the slight sudden shock to Izuku as he turned back slightly gazing at the Dark Lord.
Davoth, the Ruler of Jekkad and The Satan was in fact the true supreme being and creator of all of existence. Everything in the multiverse was created by The Devil.
Pointing his handle towards the Doom Slayer, Davoth continued, "They lied to you Slayer. Immora and its people, would have been perfect, if not for the treachery of my servants."
He walked around Izuku as the Hellwalker was quiet and a little interested in this new history and the true revelation of how existence was made, "They sealed me away, stole my power and my name. The time has now come for reckoning."
"As all things were made by my hand, so shall they be unmade..." his helmet slowly closed around as the Dark Lord ignited his sword once again and Izuku readied his Super Shotgun. With the new realization that he will be fighting what is essentially the Devil...and God.
"...starting...with you!" he roared out as he slammed his shield and once again blinding the Hellwalker, taking him to a foreign land, one which Izuku hasn't seen in a while. It was right below the tomb of souls where the the entities of creation were held as well as the previous resting place of the Father and the Dark Lord.
Turning back, Izuku saw Davoth summoning remnants of his soldiers, Barons of Hell, Tyrants, Mancubi as well as Pain Elementals. Growling to himself, he took out his BFG and fired another shot wiping out the fodder demons before glaring towards the Ruler. He began dodging his attacks whilst simultaneously firing his own and even shooting out his own grenades in hopes of stunning him further.
It was off putting when Davoth switched from his blade to his own version of the Hammer and slammed it down onto the ground causing Izuku to falter slightly, giving the. Dark Lord the chance to rush and punch him down before landing a haymaker of blows directly into him. Izuku blocked as much as he could grinding his teeth in the process before kicking him off and taking out his ballista, he fired another high powered beam of heated Argent energy piercing a side of the armour.
The Dark Lord grunted as he held his side feeling pain throughout his lower mid section. Even through his void coloured armour he could feel a wet sensation forming on his side and bringing it up he could see what that damp feeling was.
It was his blood.
'...I never expected that the successor to him...would be this powerful,' he thought as he felt a powerful punch break through him and launching him backwards across the floor and breaking his head and chest piece in the process.
The Hellwalker slowly walked forward. His gaze bore into the Dark Lord as his hands slowly went up and took off his helmet, revealing his short messy black (and a slight tinge of green) hair along with a fire that burned in his eyes that had long since not been burnt out and will not be for a long time.
Dropping his helmet to the ground he walked further until he was in front of the Dark Lord, "Tell me...have you nothing to say to your creator...before you strike him down?" the Ruler of Hell spoke grunting in pain.
Izuku was ready to end this charade. To finally finish all of Hell and keeping it safe from humanity.
"There was another...just like you..." making Izuku pause. He looked directly at Davoth as he slowly got on one knee.
"A vengeful spirit. One with a rage so deep...that I could not best him in ritual combat."
'So how is Davoth still alive?' Izuku thought to himself as Davoth chuckled to himself.
"The previous Doom Slayer as well as you fail to realise...that I am still God...and I CANNOT DIE!" he roared as he glowed a bright brick red and feeling the heat softly but surely creeping up on him, Izuku covered his head as a loud explosion occured.
BOOM
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The smoke cleared out a little as Izuku coughed a slightly. Taking a look at his surrounding he was perceived to a sight of inhumane action. Bodies of Argenta people layed dead across the floor as the life in their eyes faded away. Demons as well had all vanished.
The entirety of Immora was destroyed.
Izuku gazed around looking for a spec or even a hint of his presence, however VEGA voiced it out clearing his assumption, "The presence of the Dark Lord has vanished. It would seem that he had used his remaining power to transport himself. The coordinates of his location isunknown."
He looked down as he clenched his teeth. His hesitation in wanting to know about the previous Slayer cost him. Highly.
With VEGA's words though, it would seem that he used his power so it will take alot of time for him to regain his full strength. By that time, Izuku would become even stronger.
"Immediate request. Strong presence coming from behind. Suggested action: #UN."
Opening his eyes wide he turned around just in time to see something unbelievable. They say that to meet your predecessor is to stare into a mirror forged of shadow and fire, but Izuku was not prepared for the weight of that truth. He stood there—older than himself, yet a more powerful existence of a being was being displayed more profoundly than the Dark Lord.
It was him.
His unofficial predecessor.
The Previous Hellwalker.
The Original Unchained Predator.
The Doom Slayer.
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