Autumn McJavabean
Prettier than you.
As the hammer came down, the pain followed with it. Despite this, he found himself still retorting. "Ha. No, I regret not killing my brothers. If I did, many of you would be dead anyways." He laid down and stared at the sky as he was defeated. He managed to form one last weapon from his icy grip. "Maybe I was wrong... It's hard to admit something contrary to what you've worked hard on and truly believed. Was my ambition truly this sinister? Maybe, but it would have been for the better of the planet. You understand that, don't you, Siegfried?" His eyed went back to the hero. "You're willing to go more to the extreme than most heroes. My knees and hand are evidence of that. I could see the intent to kill in your eyes." His eyes rolled back to the sky.
"I won't lie, a part of me feels this was bound to happen... destiny, if you will. It disgusts me to think we're all pawns of fate. Well, that's what the ignorant call it, in truth it's just physicists. Even quantum physics has a pattern. Those in City-2's labs that devote their life to science failed to see that. Blinded by ambition to be the first. Can you imagine your fate determined for you? The repulsive thought that your choice never is your own. No free will. I'm sicken by the idea of being the toy of something above us all. But maybe this is the rambling of a madman." As he finished, Samuke quickly stabbed his heart, attempting to end himself. He winced at the pain with blood coming from his mouth as he coughed.
"I want to say one last thing... Aside from being wrong, we share a common interest. Deny it if you wish, you wouldn't allow yourself to be overthrown and killed with your species by a looming threat. I take it you didn't fight me simply because of money, as you cleared. Before we attacked the headquarters in City-1, I found an object approaching earth. I thought it was related to the demons or something of use I would use for my experiments. The object is an asteroid the size of size arenas. I promise that if I found it, so did those in City-22, but unsure of where it will go and unaware I removed control of the Hero Associations control of their satellite. Sadly, for some, the Hero Association, I promise you, will never recover from the scars placed on it. Between my brothers and myself and the invasion of City-5, they will be much weaker. But they just organize, the defense is in the heroes with determination and tenacity. From what I calculated, that asteroid shall arrive in a little over 6 months from now. I also assumed the demons might return. I doubt something as they themselves would take such a push back lightly.
"Whatever the threat is, I hope maybe you heroes.... Hopefully you'll do the job better than I assumed. In the end of my goal and ambition, I only wanted what was best for the species of the planet. It's in my DNA. Coded. When I spoke of fate, I did mean determinism by physics, but also that I have less control over my action than you. What I did was what I was created to do. My sole purpose. It was never something one could take pride in accepting that they were made just for the goal and purpose of your makers. That's why I have such hate for the Association. We're the monsters they created... but enough of my rambling..."
Samuke laid there as he felt himself become cold, blood dripping from the ice in his chest. "If I'm to die... it will be on my own terms, not yours, the Association, or my father... but my own." He began to see his past flash before his eyes. His time as a child in a cold metal room with wooden floors. This day he finished some complex puzzle and was put against two men to play chest. A little device allowing them to speak in their minds so they could team up. Yet Samuke still beat them with a bored look. If it wasn't puzzles or games, it was reading. These humans before him would see what Samuke had done and try to beat him by anticipating his actions and the best way to win. That was their mistake. Those who try to win lose. Samuke, on the other hand, didn't try to win. He just tried to beat their every move. They had so many pawns and they could only move in so many areas. He could calculate every possible move. They could only go here, here, and there. If they did this, he'd do that. He thought of hundreds of ways they'd move and how ti beat them in every order. They had no choice but to follow those orders, they were restricted by the rules of the game. Much like life. Like a fool would always be a fool. He'd delude himself to be a better person, but that would be to no avail.
"Where are my brothers?" He asked as a young child. A tall man in a suit, face covered by the blinding light of the room pointed to a room that showed both brothers, each in their own room. Gundan in a room with toys and then Jikoku strapped to a chair. It looks horrid, but he couldn't feel anything. No care for what he suffered. I wouldn't be until later that he would use his brothers hate and abuse of him and his brothers against these people. They had no choice. This was their creators will. They were their objects to be used as they wished.
Everything faded as his eyes closed and darkness encompassed his consciousness.
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"I won't lie, a part of me feels this was bound to happen... destiny, if you will. It disgusts me to think we're all pawns of fate. Well, that's what the ignorant call it, in truth it's just physicists. Even quantum physics has a pattern. Those in City-2's labs that devote their life to science failed to see that. Blinded by ambition to be the first. Can you imagine your fate determined for you? The repulsive thought that your choice never is your own. No free will. I'm sicken by the idea of being the toy of something above us all. But maybe this is the rambling of a madman." As he finished, Samuke quickly stabbed his heart, attempting to end himself. He winced at the pain with blood coming from his mouth as he coughed.
"I want to say one last thing... Aside from being wrong, we share a common interest. Deny it if you wish, you wouldn't allow yourself to be overthrown and killed with your species by a looming threat. I take it you didn't fight me simply because of money, as you cleared. Before we attacked the headquarters in City-1, I found an object approaching earth. I thought it was related to the demons or something of use I would use for my experiments. The object is an asteroid the size of size arenas. I promise that if I found it, so did those in City-22, but unsure of where it will go and unaware I removed control of the Hero Associations control of their satellite. Sadly, for some, the Hero Association, I promise you, will never recover from the scars placed on it. Between my brothers and myself and the invasion of City-5, they will be much weaker. But they just organize, the defense is in the heroes with determination and tenacity. From what I calculated, that asteroid shall arrive in a little over 6 months from now. I also assumed the demons might return. I doubt something as they themselves would take such a push back lightly.
"Whatever the threat is, I hope maybe you heroes.... Hopefully you'll do the job better than I assumed. In the end of my goal and ambition, I only wanted what was best for the species of the planet. It's in my DNA. Coded. When I spoke of fate, I did mean determinism by physics, but also that I have less control over my action than you. What I did was what I was created to do. My sole purpose. It was never something one could take pride in accepting that they were made just for the goal and purpose of your makers. That's why I have such hate for the Association. We're the monsters they created... but enough of my rambling..."
Samuke laid there as he felt himself become cold, blood dripping from the ice in his chest. "If I'm to die... it will be on my own terms, not yours, the Association, or my father... but my own." He began to see his past flash before his eyes. His time as a child in a cold metal room with wooden floors. This day he finished some complex puzzle and was put against two men to play chest. A little device allowing them to speak in their minds so they could team up. Yet Samuke still beat them with a bored look. If it wasn't puzzles or games, it was reading. These humans before him would see what Samuke had done and try to beat him by anticipating his actions and the best way to win. That was their mistake. Those who try to win lose. Samuke, on the other hand, didn't try to win. He just tried to beat their every move. They had so many pawns and they could only move in so many areas. He could calculate every possible move. They could only go here, here, and there. If they did this, he'd do that. He thought of hundreds of ways they'd move and how ti beat them in every order. They had no choice but to follow those orders, they were restricted by the rules of the game. Much like life. Like a fool would always be a fool. He'd delude himself to be a better person, but that would be to no avail.
"Where are my brothers?" He asked as a young child. A tall man in a suit, face covered by the blinding light of the room pointed to a room that showed both brothers, each in their own room. Gundan in a room with toys and then Jikoku strapped to a chair. It looks horrid, but he couldn't feel anything. No care for what he suffered. I wouldn't be until later that he would use his brothers hate and abuse of him and his brothers against these people. They had no choice. This was their creators will. They were their objects to be used as they wished.
Everything faded as his eyes closed and darkness encompassed his consciousness.
@DaniBot@DemetrioMachete @Joonster@Kingmalikai@Shammy the Shamrock@Hanarei @ChimpMan
