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(Author's Note: Sorry for the Shitty scheduled these days, I'm playing a tennis game with my Laptop repair guy, i take to him, he forces me to wait two days, says nope can't, asks for it again, takes it for a day, nope still nothing, and I still need to take to him next Tuesday or tomorrow! Except for him, no one here can repair this shit! UGhh!
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The cracked sky above Titan burned a deep violet, shards of broken stars scattering light across the ruined landscape. Dust hung in the air, weightless and still—right until a blast of energy split through it like a cannonball through glass.
Aiden landed hard, boots skidding over blackened rock, his arms crossed in front of him, smoke wafting off his scales. He grinned through it, licking the blood from his lip like a wild animal tasting something sweet. His eyes gleamed—not with worry or fear—but with something far more primal.
Excitement.
Across from him, Thanos stood, his colossal frame wrapped in a shimmering aura of power. The Space Stone pulsed once, and he vanished—only to reappear behind Aiden mid-strike, his fist already crashing toward Aiden's spine. But Aiden twisted low, ducking the blow with the elegance of a dancer, before launching himself upward with a devastating knee to Thanos' chin. The Titan staggered, just barely.
And Gorr?
Gorr didn't need theatrics.
He was already behind Aiden the moment Thanos was repelled, the Necrosword oozing shadow that warped reality itself. Its tendrils lashed out like vipers, slashing at Aiden's side, leaving deep gouges in his scales that hissed with corrupting black. Gorr's face was twisted in a blend of rage and ecstasy.
"You stink of divinity," he growled. "I'll gut the god out of you."
But Aiden was laughing.
"You can try," he snarled, flipping backward to dodge another swing and crashing his heel into Gorr's temple mid-air. "But I'm not like the gods you're used to fighting."
Reality pulsed—Thanos once again twisted the fabric of space, and the ground beneath Aiden's feet suddenly turned to black sludge, sucking at his boots like tar. The air above him split open into knives of crimson light as Thanos reached out, distorting reality like a painter smearing oil on canvas.
Aiden adapted fast.
He crouched, punched the ground, and the force rippled outward, shattering the false terrain and launching himself free. Gorr's blade nearly took his arm as he leapt, but Aiden tilted mid-flight, contorting his body in ways no normal man could. His tail whipped out, striking Gorr across the face and knocking him back into a crater.
Thanos was already there when Aiden landed—this time enhanced by the Power Stone. His blows were thunderclaps, each strike smashing the air around them. He punched Aiden through a jagged wall of rock, then warped beside him before he could recover, grabbing him by the throat and slamming him into the ground.
But Aiden's grin never faded. His eyes flared.
Heat shimmered across his scales.
Then he exploded outward with a shockwave of raw Dragon God energy, the force of it peeling stone from the surface of Titan like fruit skin. Thanos was sent flying—and Gorr, already mid-sprint, barely managed to conjure a shadow barrier to absorb the wave.
"You two are good," Aiden said, his chest rising and falling, blood dripping from his chin. "Better than I expected. But not better than me."
Gorr snarled and hurled his blade like a spear—it multiplied midair, a dozen tendrils spiraling into scythes. Aiden weaved between them like wind, grabbing one and using it to sling himself toward Gorr with so much force the air cracked. His fist collided with Gorr's gut, and black ichor splashed across the battlefield.
"You gods never learn!" Gorr screamed, retaliating with a slash so violent it split the clouds above them. Aiden ducked, countered, then landed a series of blows that cracked ribs and tore muscle—Gorr didn't stop, didn't hesitate. His hatred fueled him, kept him going even as bone broke and flesh failed.
Thanos blinked behind Aiden again, swinging a mace of pure red energy conjured with the Reality Stone. Aiden caught it with one hand—his scales glowing white-hot—and shoved it upward, spinning to deliver a knee into Thanos' side.
The Titan didn't flinch.
Instead, he caught Aiden's leg, twisted—and Aiden felt the universe shift around him. Suddenly, he was standing upside down, gravity flipped. The stars were beneath his feet, the ground above. The Reality Stone distorted everything—up was down, left was right.
Aiden growled.
He adjusted in seconds. Launched himself off thin air. Crashed straight through the illusion, breaking it with sheer willpower. When he reappeared, he was behind Thanos this time—and slammed both fists into the back of his skull with such force the battlefield cracked like an egg.
Gorr intercepted his fall, blades swirling, a black vortex spinning around them. The shadows dragged at Aiden's limbs, trying to consume him from the inside out.
But Aiden welcomed it.
He let them touch him, let the darkness claw at him—and then burned it away with a roar so loud it sent shockwaves through the sky. Fire licked off his shoulders, white-hot and pure, searing the corruption away.
"Come on!" Aiden laughed. "You're both monsters, right? Act like it!"
Gorr and Thanos lunged together—one a god-hating madman with a sword made of shadow, the other a god-slaying tyrant with the power of the cosmos in his hand.
And Aiden?
He met them both head-on.
His fists danced through space like comets, each blow a masterpiece of destruction and precision. He ducked Thanos' punch, parried Gorr's blade, then twisted mid-air, planting both feet into Thanos' chest, using him as a springboard to deliver a spinning elbow into Gorr's jaw.
Thanos roared forward first, a streak of violet and gold as his gauntlet surged with pulsing Power Stone energy. Aiden ducked under his sweeping blow, the sheer force of it carving a deep trench in the ground where his skull had just been. The boy-turned-dragon-slayer twisted mid-air, flames curling along his foot as he lashed out in a spinning kick. Thanos caught the blow with one hand, his gauntlet flaring, but the impact still drove him skidding back across the rocky surface.
Gorr didn't hesitate. While Aiden was still mid-spin, the Butcher of Gods surged in, a tendril of the Necrosword slashing through the air. Aiden's arm came up just in time—dark metal ringing against a sudden coat of shimmering, steel-like scales along his forearm. The sword bit in, but barely. Sparks flew. Aiden grinned.
"You two are fun," he said, eyes glowing with glee. "This is gonna be so much fun."
Thanos snarled and clenched his fist. Space warped—Aiden's body was suddenly pulled sideways into a shimmering blue rift, disoriented. But before he could vanish, Aiden reached out, his palm glowing with raw magic, and burned a hole through the spatial tear. He rolled through it, landing on one knee.
Reality shimmered next. The ground beneath him shifted into a gooey, tar-like surface, anchoring his movements. Illusions sprouted around him—phantom blades, shifting gravity, flickering false Gorrs lunging at him. Aiden narrowed his eyes and held out his hand. Flames erupted in a cyclone around him, burning away the illusions and hardening the unstable ground.
Gorr came in again, silently, mercilessly. His eyes held that seething hatred—pure, undiluted contempt for all that Aiden represented. He stabbed. Aiden parried. He slashed. Aiden ducked low, flames licking across his back as he spun beneath the god-killer's legs, kicking out Gorr's knee with a crack. The necrosword whipped around unnaturally, its tendrils wrapping around Aiden's neck like living snakes.
Before they could squeeze, Aiden's body erupted in lightning—crackling arcs that electrocuted the tendrils and shattered their hold. He leapt back just as Thanos barreled into the scene, a massive boulder in hand enhanced with the Power Stone. Aiden sidestepped at the last second, let the rock crash into Gorr instead, and laughed.
"You guys need to coordinate better," he teased. "I'm starting to think you're scared."
Thanos growled, lifting his hand. Reality twisted again—Aiden's right leg was suddenly heavier, brittle, turning to porcelain. The ground below him turned into spikes of obsidian. Gorr lunged, sword aimed for the now-vulnerable limb.
But even that didn't slow him.
Aiden clapped his hands together—raw magical force exploded outward. The porcelain cracked, then turned molten, reforging itself in seconds. He backflipped out of range, letting the sword pierce only air.
Then he was there—right between them.
Two punches, one for each of them.
Thanos took it to the face and staggered, spitting blood.
Gorr blocked with the Necrosword, but the force still sent him flying.
Aiden stood in the middle of their craters, cracking his neck, a grin spreading on his face like a predator finally finding prey worth killing.
"Is that it?" he asked, voice low, satisfied. "Come on....Well...Now i'm bored....Let me spice it up a bit "
Aiden stood still for a heartbeat. Then his entire body ignited.
It wasn't ordinary fire. It was ancient, primordial—like a star being born through his veins. The ground vaporized beneath him. Titan trembled.
Thanos took a step back, instinct flaring.
Gorr narrowed his eyes. "What? is happening...."
Aiden smiled—slow, cruel, thrilled.
"this is me being serious?" he whispered. "Oh please....Come on now? You didn't?....You didn't think we were equals now did ya?"
And then the massacre began.
Flames roared out in all directions, each lick of fire slicing through stone and air like blades. The ground exploded in eruptions of molten rock. Then came the spikes—ores and minerals shooting up like spears, as if the planet itself answered Aiden's rage. Thanos tried to teleport behind him with the Space Stone—Aiden caught him mid-warp and punched him so hard he skipped like a stone across Titan's surface.
Gorr lashed out again, his sword screeching with god-hate. It struck Aiden's back—and stopped. His skin had turned to gleaming silver. Mithril. The blade scraped across it like a dull knife. Aiden didn't even flinch.
He turned around slowly.
Gorr saw the smile.
And he knew.
Lightning lanced down from the sky. Wind howled like a screaming banshee. Water surged from nowhere, wrapping around Thanos and freezing him in a pillar of crystal. When he shattered it, Aiden was already there, kicking him in the gut hard enough to bend his golden armor inward.
Thanos barely had time to breathe before Aiden summoned a shard of raw earth and slammed it into the Space Stone portal—shattering it in a blink of impossible force.
"Oops," Aiden chuckled. "Didn't mean to break your toy."
Thanos roared, his gauntlet lighting up with all four stones. He unleashed a wave of destruction—reality twisting, power erupting, space tearing—
Aiden punched through all of it.
And then came the strike.
Gorr, seeing an opening, stabbed Aiden clean through the back. The Necrosword sank in.
For a moment, it seemed real.
Aiden went still.
Then the temperature dropped.
The flames dimmed.
Abyss formed around them.
The sword began to melt.
Gorr stared. "No…no…what…what is this…?"
The sword was being consumed. The dark energy of the Necrosword—the hatred of gods—was being devoured by the abyss surrounding Aiden. As if even that hate was not enough to survive within him.
Aiden turned his head. Slowly. A black flame licked across his eye, curling down his cheek.
He smiled.
Darkly.
"You wanted to kill a god?"
His voice was deeper now. Echoing. Layered.
"You're not worthy to touch one."
He grabbed Gorr by the face.
The next moment, Gorr was gone.
A punch.
So fast, so hard, it broke the sound barrier three times over in one motion.
His head flew one way. His body the other.
And for a moment—Gorr saw his own headless corpse. Then, darkness.
"One down…" Aiden whispered, flames coiling around his form.
His eyes lifted slowly toward Thanos, still panting, still alive.
Aiden stepped forward.
"Now all that's left—" he said, his voice low and burning with amusement.
"—is you."
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