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Void Egest II

Posted in Fiction, Gravity Surge, Sci-Fi on June 10, 2022 by GuNNhead

[Activate:: Gravity Blades]

I launch myself at the one directly in front of me, the largest of them. It somehow manages to deflect my attack. I should have cut right through it. Nearly past it, I spin backwards while inside of its defenses and manage to slice all the way through it. Below the rib cage, no spinal contact. It drops, squealing and thrashing about, it won’t be going far with its guts splashed on the forest floor.

[Activate:: Gravity Bullets]

Facing the rest, I jump backwards to keep my distance and fire. Another attack that should have torn right through them only knocked one down, the other blasts are blocked or barely even damaged them at all. Two of them split off into the forest, while the remaining 3 converge on me. I leap over one, and try to take off its head, I make it through the flesh, but my blade gets caught on the spine, and I’m taken to the ground as it falls. The other 2 take this opportunity to repeatedly stab at my torso. I roll to the right and slice the Achilles tendons of one of them, leaping back up to my feet. Bleeding profusely, I had forgotten what life had felt of, trapped for so long among eternal monstrosities. I am eternal. Life is so simple, so short, and on an inescapable collision course with its own end. I can feel it, like a memory forgotten at the back of my mind. I am cut off from from the spiral towards entropy. The drive to end life. I walk towards the creature on the ground, place my foot on its head, sinking its snapping jaws into the dirt, and grab it by the forearms, pulling. The arms tear off and spray me with its blood as the skull is crushed. I had forgotten this brutal simplicity. I close my eyes and feel my body pierce the other creature with the severed limbs. I feel the life leave its body as it collapses, just as I feel one of the final two creatures stab through me again. My hand grabs onto the snout and I push back against it with my other hand, dragging its spine out of its body along with its its head. The claws slide out of me when it collapses. he final one is found, and beaten to death, blow after blow, fist after fist, its heart keeps beating and pounding while I am continually stabbed in the sides and back until there is nothing but a mulch of dirt and bloody remains.

I stand, and continue forward in the direction of that light I had seen before. A dome. I make it a good while and begin to see daylight before I succumb to my wounds and hit the ground, but I cannot die…

When I awaken, I can see I’m not far from some sort of giant metallic structure overgrown with plantlife. It looks like it’s been here a long time. I try to think of how long I may have been gone, trapped outside of reality in a nameless dimension where elder gods ruled supreme, but it’s of no use. I focus on the now. This thing is on my planet. I leap to the top of a nearby tree to get a better look, and the sight encompasses my entire vision. It’s a giant city inside a dome. Huge extended feet support it, and countless pipes and tubes derive from it, digging deep into Loamerian soil.

Void Egest I

Posted in Fiction, Gravity Surge, Sci-Fi on June 3, 2022 by GuNNhead

It has been days now since I’ve been expelled back into my dimension, back onto Loamerian soil. Somehow, my powers have been greatly diminished, locked away. Flight reduced to leaps, wells nigh-impossible to produce. I believed it temporary, a leftover from my return, but it has become obvious I must make my way back to my craft and discover the cause. It also has a deep connection to the Gravity Surge, together we were trapped in hyperspace, within that misty othergrey. It’s form and core, also altered by its time within that nowhere to be found dimension. Now, in a deep, humid jungle, I know where I am, and while I cannot sense it, I know that I left it on the other side of the world. It will take days to make it there in my current condition, if I can still run fast enough over water. I can’t afford to stay here on this continent with the cyborgs while in my condition.

It is nightfall when I reach land and first notice a faint glow off in the distance. But it cannot be my craft, I am still a few thousand kilometers away from where I left it, inside of a giant skull. Who or what could it be? How did it get here, through my gravitational anomaly? Could life have evolved that far while I’ve been gone? As I get closer I can see it’s from a large dom– I’m slammed mid-thought in mid-air back down through the cool forest, and I splash into the ground. Peering through the coniferous treetops I see what appears to be a giant jeholopterus circling the area, with a few others in the periphery and higher altitudes. I decide to travel the rest of the way under tree cover, I’d rather not risk getting an arm taken off by one, no clue what my healing ability is like.

Before I can take my first step, I notice something moving in the forest. As I scan the undergrowth to determine the source of the rustling, a beast springs out of the darkness from the opposite direction, clamping its jaws down on my forearm. The spray of my boiling black blood is enough to melt its face and eyes, as well as loosen its grip enough for me to get away, but not enough to deter it in any way. It continues towards me, slashing and snarling, when two more bi-pedal entelodonts leap out at me from either side. I manage to stumble back to avoid them, but they deftly slide by each other without colliding. I’m only able to put a few feet between us when I make it to a small clearing, and 3 more emerge from the dark, scythe-like front hooves shining in the moonlight. Snorts and grunts exuding mists of condensation out into the cool air, drool pouring out of their giant fanged, tusked snouts. Their gaze, synchronous beady eyes interrogating my stance. Slowly they circle, awaiting their chance to strike. I won’t give them the chance.

Cosmic Rejoinder: The Disturbance at Loameria Prime

Posted in Fiction, Gravity Surge, Sci-Fi on July 8, 2011 by GuNNhead

When Ggi’lg”rdtg’d in all its arrogance is finally destroyed and done away with, only then do I know that it is time for death. The essence is dark enough now and I see it more clear than ever, the situation having escalated to the point where my power can no longer be denied by my lack of desire to use it for something so inane as altering the cosmos to my own vision, while simultaneously disturbing cosmic gods existing upon other planes and appearing within the nightmares of mere mortals. My drive towards death has yet again been activated. But not simply something as mundane as listless murder, as after all, there is no joy in bathing in blood unless I choose for there to be. I am the maker of my own destiny, and today right now in this moment, I am empty with threats of violence, hollowed by these interdimensional gods believing themselves better than I, believing they wield any sort of power over me, believing they can simply judge and sentence me to their whims. The thought of their hubris pushes me beyond emotions, freezing them dead in me. Beneath my helmet, I can physically feel their death, a cold ablution across my brain.

Yon-sogorath does not appear again. I believe my sentence has been carried out to its fullest possibility, with none remaining to survive this request for retribution against my cosmic slights, there is nothing left to for the arbiter to arbitrate. Or I believe that it now feels the fear that I once was able to feel. But then, its voice permeates the outerdimension in which I am trapped.

You are done with, for now. Freeing the domains of the affronted from their occupants must be attended to. Return to your trite infinite anomaly, no longer are there those who care for what it once was.

Eventually, its prattling ends and the portal necessary to take me back to my home, Loameria, opens. I pass into it and begin to feel the grasp of real space closing in around me. Such a place of cold darkness and solitude can feel like solace, a living, breathing thing closing around me, holding me in its embrace, reluctant to let go to enact the violence of entropy upon the celestial and natural world.

A fleshy portal slices through reality, and a mucus-coated figure exudes from the prolapse…

As I fall back to the planet, I notice strange lights ebbing and flowing in the sky above the place where the portal sits, and over the horizon, I see clouds, dark like they are heavy with rain, gathering as though they have minds of their own, before the sky seems to clear, growing brighter than bright has any right to be, and at the same time, my body feels as though it is weakening. I eventually collide with the rich, friable soil, and slowly feel as though I am becoming one with the ground, like I could just sink into it and be forgotten there underneath the terra firma. My vision grows dim, as my head is perpetually upturned toward the sky, and though I do not fully understand what is happening, I am not afraid or worried or concerned, I do not feel much of anything, simply eyes fixed on the sky, dying eyes as my sights grow dark, and I allow whatever is dragging me down to simply do so, losing any semblance of consciousness underneath Loameria’s skies.

Incomprehensible Sentence IV

Posted in Fiction, Gravity Surge, Horror, Sci-Fi on July 1, 2011 by GuNNhead

Yon-sogorath appears within the outer realm of the former interbeing from within one of its portals, and expounds across the extent.

“Outside of the realms of thought and possibility, you have felled On’goz-shl’hg as well. I am disappointed that I will not get to see your limbs dismembered and scattered across your planet, and will not have the privilege of seeing you done away with once and for all. However, there are other horrors you have offended, beyond even I. You must now face Ggi’lg”rdtg’d.”

And in my mind, I hear its other title blaring at me within the scape of my mind, demon of the stars, and at once I see the heavens splitting open as though the cosmos was giving birth to something clear of comprehension, a sound that was reminiscent of a roar shaking the atoms of the universe as it emerged, Ggi’lg”rdtg’d, with its body a mere amorphous, galactic blob of uncertainty, my mind struggling to take the entirety of it in, as it seemed to be made of a consistency like jelly, full of burning balls of gas and fire that were the constellations it kept hostage inside of itself, like prison for the unfortunate galaxies it enjoyed swallowing whole, creating more constellations within itself, growing bigger and bigger with the energy it consumed. It appears now almost like a dragon, giant eyes staring at me, burning with red hot intensity as it swam through the space, gravity not an obstacle as it floated through the space-dust, meteorites like mere pebbles in relation to the thing’s size, its voice deep and grating to my ears when it spoke, without an apparent mouth, but a voice to use nonetheless.

You will not live to see the rising of another sun.” It rumbles in a way that made my body feel as though it was going to be ripped apart by the frequency of its sounds, and before my very eyes, I see lasers of gamma rays shooting from its body, narrowly managing to dodge the weaponry as I tumble and attempt to catch my balance, knowing that this would not be the beast that would take me down, but also knowing that I could very well be wounded if my arrogance becomes too magnified and out of control. I force myself to focus, force myself to channel my own powers, show this “demon of the stars” what a real threat is, and I have some difficulty due to being forced to dodge from the seemingly endless onslaught of laser beams and fiery balls of gas being lobbed in my direction, and Ggi’lg”rdtg’d laughing at me, I can hear the sound of its amusement reverberating throughout my body, and that only serves to fuel my hatred of this creature, hatred of its hubris, its endless consumption of the planets and the cosmos, its belief that it is more powerful than me, and these emotions allow me to feel the true brunt of my power, charging up before I release an explosion of gravitational force upon the beast, I know I must face its full assailment and survive its cosmic blitz.

[Activate: Graviton Infinitus]

The massive beam explodes out from my torso, splitting the ancient demon in half, globs of gelatinous flesh coming loose from its body as it wails, and I know now that this time, I will be victorious. I know now what I must do, as I continue to work against Ggi’lg”rdtg’d, slicing it into millions of pieces, the stars within it collapsing one by one as their biological prison, their newfound ecosystem, crumbles little by little before my might.

Incomprehensible Sentence III

Posted in Fiction, Gravity Surge, Horror, Sci-Fi on June 27, 2011 by GuNNhead

It shudders and bellows loudly, causing the entire landmass to tremble, this mountain range suspended in nothingness. It strides into the air, covering a large distance, as when it lands closer, I now notice that it towers twelve stories above me. I call out:

“Elder God, On’goz-shl’hg, I am aware that I my actions have inadvertently rendered other gods non existent, and disturbed this place you call your own as well, but I do not wish to fight you. This will be like no battle between other elder gods, and this will be like no punishment ever dealt to mortals before. For one such as yourself, you existence will not continue if you choose to engage me. I have powers beyond all comprehension, but no desire to enact them upon you. Your dealings in this dimension are inconsequential. I humbly request that you retract your request to the arbiter Yon-sogorath, and allow me to return to my dimension of origin.”

Used to battle with being of a different stature, it picks me up by my leg with two of its three fingers. I patiently dangle upside down as its multitude of large, grey, gibbous eyes examine me. After a few moments, it makes its decision. It bellows loudly once more, and begins slamming me against the side of the mountain. The back plating of my armor cracks, fissures run through my helmet and on the third hit, my leg rips off. I go flying down, smashing into the ground face first. I orient myself to witness it lose its fingers as the boiling blood in my leg sears through them. While it is distracted, I concentrate, focusing the available gravitons where my leg was to become superdense. It doesn’t look like much, it looks like nothingness, and outline, but it works, and will stop the bleeding.

It makes another attempt to grab me, so I give it no opportunity to do anything but observe its own demise and death, bounding up its colossal frame, and kick its head in. It crashes into the mountain. There, I take hold of its head, and keep battering it into the rocks. Once its face has been pushed into the back of its skull, stone and brain rendering the whole mix nigh-unrecognizable, I reach into its innards, tearing them out and showing them to the monster remaining eyes that have not burst from the battering. The splash of celestial blood within these extra spatial dimensions felt against my powerful carapace revives my vigor, and I reach deeper within, using its spine as a handle, tearing it inside out, and just like that, with one blood-curdling shriek from within the creature, I am victorious. I feel nothing but the sting of rage, a product of the adrenaline of a new design of death, fanning the flames of it in my chest, cultivating it as I know I will need to carry this with me as I progress. I gain some distance, and use my powers to supercompress the entire asteroid form into a condensed sphere.

[Activate: Quantum Destroyer]

I vaporize it all into nothingness.

Clouds being to swirl, and once more I feel the fear and dread from the chaotic portal of the arbiter.