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After a long and eventful day in the #BOCIV, Dante had taken it upon himself to head to one of Pasio's many beaches, seeking to alleviate himself of his worries, even if it was just for a moment. However, it seemed fate had other plans in store for him, given the ⇁
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⇁ abrupt appearance of a certain Kryptonian.
With a deep sigh, the 𝘚𝘈𝘓𝘝𝘈𝘛𝘖𝘙 leaned back against the lounger he sat on, sipping away at his glass full of coconut-flavored Moomoo Milk. Allowing the other to vent everything out of their system, he patiently ⇁
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⇁ bid his time until they were finished.
“Kal-el,” Dante said, akin to a parent speaking with their child. “When has what I wear been of any importance to you? It should be obvious that it's just what I feel most comfortable in.” He shook his head. “Calm yourself. ⇁
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this window of reality.
Seamlessly the void grows black. And, in that moment, life is born. From a window to an eye, its shape stands before Superboy. Accompanying this, an overflow of red mist. Matter that exists here, and yet nowhere.
The Red Mist.
The 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞.
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𝐈𝐓 exists beyond existence.
What Superboy had struck, puncturing a hole in reality, had granted 𝐈𝐓 the ability to gaze deeper. Further.
Allowing itself to be perceived, allowing this… higher being to lessen itself for those to witness, 𝐈𝐓 begins to take shape from
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This force, like that of a black hole, looms in place. It inhales its surroundings, yet Superboy is unbothered. Unfazed.
𝐈𝐓 stirs.
𝐈𝐓 has awoken.
𝐈𝐓 is… watching.
From this lingering singularity, a void of red. Incomprehensible shapes, abstract beings. No.
Being.
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Every scale.
Every organ.
They begin to reel inward. Dissolving, eroding, fading from this realm of fiction, Godzilla has begun to fade. Sucked inward, imploding, what remains behind, the only lingering memory of his existence, is that of…
A 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲.
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A roar of unfiltered rage.
Head turned to face, jaw parted in preparation, the readied blast fails in its endeavor. A firm fist lands with destructive force.
Pure, utter annihilation.
His jaw cracks, it crumbles, his very being is… is being torn from this realm. Slipping.
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Sudden, yet unexpected, another presence enters the fray. Godzilla turns, facing the rapidly approaching presence. Familiarity… He can sense it. The presence of a 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 force. An unstoppable presence. Much like Superman, and yet far… different.
𝐒𝐊𝐑𝐄𝐎𝐎𝐎𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐊
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“YOU DON’T EVEN EXIST THE WAY YOU THINK YOU DO, BITCH! I’M THE REALITY CHECK, AND I’M CASTING YOU OUT OF CANON!”
#𝐕𝐘𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐃
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A reality altering haze, fit for molding creation to its bidding. And so, molding creation as it saw fit, a physical form is taken. Large. Reptilian. One that 𝐈𝐓 has used for countless lifetimes.
𝐈𝐓 is… 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐳𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐔𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚.
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