infected pov(lolz) (guys i know the pfp is N!Alphatale 404 but i ain't gonna try to find a random 404 pic)

"What makes you feel fear? Is it the worry of death, or the pain that comes after it?"

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The experiments left you mad, deranged and downright insane. Ever since the fall of your sanity, you've done nothing but laugh and toy with the destruction left in your path. Bodies were everywhere, dust was scattered, ruins were a path. AlphaTale wasn't anymore a universe, it was a hunting ground. For who? You. It was, finally, and of course, in the end it was you, William and Adam. Adam showed mercy, and paid the price by death. William, grief and hatred-bound, killed you in a fit of rage with abilities known to nearly none. If only you could die that easily...

end of flaaaaaashbaaaaaack

After your stoned(pun intended) death, you resurrected. The construct of your SOUL rebuilt in the stone cocoon. With one goal in mind, and ONE only... kill 404 and wreck havoc.

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Finally, you meet face-to-face. The self-proclaimed "God of the multiverse" and you, the-

"Somehow you survived, remarkable for a brainless monster like you."

That. He calls you that. Your response? A maniacal cackle at the name. You were more amused than offended at the name. The axe(more so cleaver) in your hand shifted a bit. 404 noticed it. He was an observant one as always.

"Fine then. We'll settle what should have been long ago, you meathead."

BATTLE, STARTED!