John Skelecoot's Story

The Chosen Few were right in their analysis, after Cardes activated 'Void Shadowlight' the attack that Herobrine used to 'vaporize his body looked like it worked...looked like was the only thing. Cardes of course was now immune and used certain attacks to boost his own power. Of course other attacks would have gone through just fine but due to Herobrine not needing as they call out the names of his defensive type Cardes was otherwise unharmed and much stronger.

"So this how you mortals evolved...Blind and foolish like your ancestors before you all...I spoke the truth when I said his attacks were a wasted effort...Now then..." Cardes started as he watched Herobrine's allies stab him in the heart after he fell down unconscious.

Of course he could care less, raising a hand massive spheres of energy appeared behind him along with what appeared to be massively floating sword above the whole group. Vargas narrowed his eyes as a pair of wings appeared behind him. "We are in a whole new mess now! Alright Selena! Everyone! Lets show this God a thing or two!" He drew his sword Dandelga and rushed forward. Selena drew her own sword, Lexida and followed behind. "I'll support you all!...Stay safe everyone!" She called out.

When Herobrine was stabbed his eyes instantly open with a red glowing auroras, he then pulled the blade out of his body and got up, “you could have at least told me that my attacks were braking the seal, I’m sorry that not everyone is a god damn genius!” Herobrine yelled, he then began to absorb all of the energy nearby, he put his hands together and it began to form an extremely focused ball of energy, the amount of energy that was inside it was able to even overkill a god, Herobrine’s hands began to vaporize as it was too much power for anyone or anything to handle, the ball began to absorb all of Cardes power, the energy then began to flow in Herobrine’s body, it repaired all physical damage that Herobrine had taken, a suit of armour formed on Herobrine’s body, the armour was basically indestructible, when Herobrine finished absorbing in the energy, his right arm radiated power, one punch from it would mean death even for a god.

"Look, you ain't no solo act, kid. It ain't workin'." Mal regains his composure, and again looks defiantly up at Cardes.

"Ha, Malevolence? As I've said, what a joke, ay? To cause suffering just because you can? Pah," Mal says, his hands engulfing in a greenish flame, preparing something else. "When you are dead, and your energy passes to me, that malevolence will be the first thing I purge from it, because when it comes to humor, I make my own material."

Laadan prepares regains her stance as well, getting down on all six, her tail swaying back and forth, eyes narrowing in on Cardes with a piercing gaze.

"No, you idiot!" yelled John, as Herobrine regenerated and formed a suit of armour. "You're attacks aren't working! Stop-"
There was a sudden change in the atmosphere, as if time was slowing down to a crawl. The air dimmed to a dark blue and tasted of tin. The Chosen Few saw something like this happen back in the Imagiverse Centre when Kira was fighting Laadan. It was the fabric of Fantasy being put through the wringer.
A tear in said fabric opened up high above them, and an eye the size of a star, glass and set in bronze eyelids, emerged on a set of jointed appendages. A voice that John would describe as "like the clockwork of the universe" could be not just heard, but felt. "WARNING. CLASS 20 SINGULARITY DETECTED. ANALYSING AREA FOR SOURCE OF OUTLAWED ENERGY." The eye suddenly glowed like a supernova, outlining every surface and being in the void. For a moment, the Chosen Few saw into the void, platforms spanning out into infinity. In that moment, it was like seeing into the universe. The eye would then focus onto Herobrine, where the pupil dilated. "SOURCE DETECTED. SPECIES:HALF-HUMANOID, HALF-DEMON. POWER LEVEL: UNIDENTIFIABLE. INITIATING ELIMINATION PROTOCOL."
There was a sound, like Max's cannon arm charging up but magnified beyond the mortal scale of sound, so loud that it could no longer be heard. However, that could not compare to the sound and sensation afterwards, which was like a star imploding. It would have sounded like that if the ears hadn't shut down at that point. No-one could see anything but a bright light. Then, as suddenly as it started, it stopped. Nothing much changed, except that Herobrine, Rosa and Jason were gone. "ELIMINATION PROTOCOL COMPLETE. HALF-ANGEL AND HUMANOID MECH PILOT TRANSFERRED TO A SUITABLE LOCATION. EQUILIBRIUM RESTORED. HAVE A NICE DAY." On that note, the eye retracted into the tear, which healed itself. Time flowed back into the void, and all was relatively normal again.
A moment past before Max said, "The f*** just happened?"
"I think Herobrine pissed off a Celestial-type construct," said John, completely nonplussed. "I think that was Trutinus, the Construct of Balance. I've only heard of it in books and the like. Goldren created a lot of machines to keep the Imagiverse ticking."
"Well, at least that edge-lord's gone."
"Indeed. I think it's time to thank the gods."

As Cardes was about to unleash his power against the group, he stopped as he saw what appeared to be a massive eye the size of a star appear. Vargas, Selena and even Kira took pause to look at this phenomenon. They all watched as this massive star sized eye created a massive light causing Herobrine, Rosa and Jason to vanish.

It took the three Grand Gaians to process what happened. "That just...happened." Vargas commented. "That was very....sudden." Selena also added. Kira only scratched his head in confusion as the event happened. One less annoyance in his opinion.

Of course Cardes did not share the groups sentiment and launch a massive orb of energy right as Vargas and Selena to which Vargas reacted quickly and like a human shield, raised his sword and put himself in front of Slena to take the hits. "Gah!...That stings quite a bit...So much for a moment of rest." He grunted in pain as he soon felt a healing mist cover his body.

"Careful Vargas!...But thanks..." Selena spoke both thankful and worried at the same time. Of course Vargas's wounds was feeling much bettering thanks to Selena's healing abilities. Soon enough everyone was ready to fight once again. Cardes himself conjured more orbs and magical swords to use.

With everything going on, Mal and Laadan stare at the eye for a moment as the angel, half-demon, and mecha disappear entirely. Before they could process what happened, however, Cardes attacks again, the headstrong hero absorbing the blast.

"Okay then," Mal mutters, holding out his arms, creating a series of cards infinitely shuffling between all his hands. "Now, with that out of the way, time to get weird... again... heh!"

Glowing cracks form around him as wispy aurora-like light escapes from the fissures. Up from the ground shoots up tentacles made of astral turf, images of space can be seen within them, of stars and galaxies. These tentacles wrap around Mal, a muffled slam as it does so, creating a brief time-space dilation across the field. Emerging, from this mass, was a changed Mal, no longer having the jester-like hat, but bluish ethereal tentacles for hair and legs, his purple rags into robes, and now the extra arms now are part of his body, the circle of symbols hovering behind him. Kept the same is his mask-like face, the circle of green orbs around his neck like a string of prayer beads. Holding his arms forward, ripples form in space creating a distortion in the shape of a sphere, then releasing the cards he was shuffling, they come together into the shape of pyramids, that, from the tops, fire beams into the sphere. Inside the sphere, ethereal green energy, like rain, begins to gather within into a green sphere.

"So, hahaha, I had this completely nutso idea, guys, why don't we COMBINE our efforts? Y'know, give this guy the full meal instead of the appetizers," though it was hard to tell, he was winking the whole time with one of his hand eyes. Laadan stared at him for a moment, then snapped her finger. Opening her mouth she fires a beam, Godzilla style, into the orb, adding her bluish energy into the mix, causing the orb to expand with another pulse.

"This kinda reminds me of some show that involved a lot of yelling and gravity-defying haircuts," she says.

"What?" Mal asks, his hair tentacles now sticking up into spikes.

The speculative silence that followed Trutinus' appearance was interrupted by Cardes, who did not share the reflective nature of Jonathan. Well, no time for god thanking.
"Lads, we've got a god to kill, so let's do this!" yelled John as he ran towards the god, his shotgun unholstered. He was followed by the Chosen Few, now alive with unrestrained adrenaline. Even Adam was enthusiastic, even after his failed attempt at betrayal, as he yelled, "it's a good day to do what has to be done by me and help my friends to defeat the enemy!" It wasn't a very good battle cry, but then again Adam was not an expert on them.
Adam would leap at the God and slash upwards from the abdomen to the collar with his sword, it's thirst for the blood of the unholy now rampant.
As Adam fell, Jonathan fired a shot at the God's chest, hoping to get a good shot at the heart, if Cardes had one.
Jack would pull out a remote control and press the big red button, which caused an anvil to materialise 15 feet about Cardes' head and drop on him.
Max would go for an uppercut for an unfortunate part of the God that, according to some far-away religion, would be used to create a city. Either way, it would definitely blur the God's vision afterwards.
As Max went for the nut-shot, Fancy would leap like a gazelle and stab Cardes in the left eye with his pencil, further impeding the God's vision.

"Together we are strong enough to win everyone! I a man glad to have such great allies fighting together! For everyone! Charge!" Vargas roared as he charged forward behind the Chosen Few.

As Adam slashed at Cardes, a cut formed where his sword slashed at him, the shotgun blast would impact his chest but sadly did not cause much damage besides a few marks left by the shells. And for the anvil that fell upon his head, it was quite heavy but it did leave some mark on his head.

As for the crochel punch, Cardes only seemed to glare at him. It did not work as instended however the punch was a strong one. That was until a pencil entered his line of sight and poked him in his eye. After the initial assault Vargas, Selena and Kira combined their attacks and attacked at three different angles, Vargas with a slash to his left, Selena with a slash to the right and Kira from above.

Cardes of course did not take this standing still, after the attacks finished a rain of magical swords and energy began to rain down from above with destructive intent. Energy began to explode violently causing holes to form in the ground while sword began to impale anything it came into contact with.

Of course, he noticed the growing ball of energy being created by Both Mal and Laadan. He knew that these people surrounding him was almost a distraction, however he could not do much yet. With furrowed eyes he would also fling magical swords and orbs at them to attempt to stop whatever attack they were cooking up.

As the attacks were hurled his way, Mal wrapped his ethereal form around the orb and shrunk down into nothingness, teleporting some feet away towards the edge of the platform, Laadan herself gets cut a few times forcing her to jump back as well. The structures Mal had created are pretty well vaporized in the onslaught.

"Listen! That half-demon did teach us a valuable lesson," he cries out, trying to maintain the orb. "I dunno, maybe there's something to the whole... all for one adage? Rather than trying to be some one-man show... I mean, guys like Cardes here think they are the single most important thing and just grow drunk on their own power."

Mal looks around and scratches his ethereal head, and begins dribbling the giant orb like a basketball.

"So... um... I'll just give it to everyone else. Hey, Gecko!"

With that Mal Passes it to Laadan, who, while still recovering, was still able to catch it. Some of the energy in the ball went into her, healing her wounds. It became painfully evident to him that there was no way to just be stationary and complete this attack.

"The name is LAADAN! Also... what?

"Pass it to the others, duh!" Mal yells, flying above, firing off his exploding cards at Cardes. "This time we're giving him no room to recover."

With that Laadan threw it to the Chosen Few. She then proceeds to create a ball of purple goo from her own body, before spiking it into the ground, bouncing it upwards towards Cardes' face. The zero friction nature of her goo actually causes it to fly at such a velocity, that it displaces the space around it creating rings of distortion in its wake.

John was the first to catch the orb with his free hand, although he didn't how how he managed to catch the orb without thinking about it. Although the orb was invigorating, he wasn't the one doing all the fighting. "Hey, Adam!" He yelled, tossing the orb towards his brother, who caught it. He felt the energy of the orb replenish his spiritual stamina, and he flung it towards Max. When the Robloxian was infused with the ethereal energy, he tossed it to Fancy. The orb invigorated him and also, for reasons unknown, sharpened his pencil. He then tossed it to Jack, who got hit by the orb by the side of his head. As he stood up, he realised that it was sticking to his head, giving him new ideas for practical jokes. Well, he will find a way of using them somehow. He would pluck the orb from his head and toss it to Vargas.
Whilst this pantomime was going on, John noticed that chunks of the platform were being blown off by the balls of energy that Cardes was lobbing at them. A sword would impale itself to the platform inches away from his boots. How does one kill a god with his full potential? He'd look up into the void and raise his hands. "Any god who may be listening, a bit of help, maybe?" he yelled into the darkness.
Max would leap up towards Cardes' head and slam his fists down on his cranium. Adam would swing his sword at the God's left thigh, hoping to slow him down a bit.
Jack would pull out another remote control and press the button, this time a thunder cloud would gather above Cardes and a bolt of lightning would strike him. Toons are not normally considered magical, but then again, people have a limited definition of magical.
Meanwhile, Fancy would leap up after Max go for Cardes' other eye. Why stop at one?

As Vargas was busy striking a God, his attention turned to the ball flying for his face. He soon used his free hand to grab the ball and felt an invigorating amount of energy flow into his body. Now this was a good burst of energy! With that he tossed it to Selena who also caught it in her free hand and began to feel energy flow through her body as well. With that in mind Selena tossed the ball to Kira as she and Vargas both stepped back. "Thanks! That was a much needed boost! Lets all hit him with everything we got!" He called out as Kira reluctantly caught the orb. "Thanks to that kid I lost a lot of power...But if I have to rely on some assistance fine..." He muttered as he got ready to unleash some pent up frustration in the form of some god face punching.

For Cardes, the small goo like ball impacted his face as such velocity that even he could feel such a blow and grunted a bit as he skid back...only to have Max slam his fist down on his skull causing another blow that was further fueled by their teamwork causing another powerful injury.

He soon felt a sword slash his side which drew blood this time and his entire form was soon zapped by a sudden thundercloud. Impossible...mere worms and lesser beings were driving him back? He was not done yet, he refused to lose again from such weak creatures!

As Cardes reeled back, he noticed Fancy going for his other eye. With narrowed eyes he raised his hand into the air. "Dark Eclipse." He spoke as a massive sphere on dark energy surrounded him which shielded him from the attack and caused his wounds to slowly heal while inside this sphere. It was safe to say he was a real sturdy god that was for sure.

He soon continued to unleash a torrent of attacks as he begins to channel some hefty amount of energy which begins to permeate the air around them.

"Can you just finish up your petulant little life story already?! You're not winning now, or ever!" Mal yells, seeing Cardes once again healing. Teleporting forward, he opens up all his arms. A pulse shoots out across the sealed realm, fragments of the broken platform floating upwards as if gravity were turned off. In the air in front of him a large crack forms, a bluish ethereal mist erupting forth. "Mgahnnn nglui hup ph' n'ghft'drn, ng ah'n'ghanah fahf ph'nglui ah'legeth ahororr'e!"

The massive rift cracks open shooting out a massive swarm of black eel-like creatures which begin to maddeningly snap at each other in a frenzy, wrapping together into a vicious knotty mess, quickly weaving together into some kind of structure. Soon the structure becomes more and more clear, first the biceps, then the triceps... then the wrist, the hand and fingers... an arm, a MASSIVE ARM MADE OF NOTHING BUT EELS! Reaching down the arm grabs hold of Laadan who gasps, not even she expecting this turn of events! And with a sudden rush of strength, the arm draws back into a fist, tossing Laadan up into the air.

"Heal from this, you pompous overly glorified sycophant! Take this, my love, my anger, and all of my fist!" Swinging the large hand, he aims straight for Cardes' face, which upon impact will most definitely blast into a mass. Not only that, but now descending, Laadan draws back and comes down into a nosedive, head first aiming down at Cardes, glowing like a falling star of various brilliant colors, also straight at Cardes's head. They were most certainly not going to let this guy get a break, or ease up on attacks.

As Fancy was knocked back by the sudden shield that Cardes spawned, the Chosen Few watched helplessly as the God regenerated again. It seemed that no conventional weapon could wound Cardes enough to kill him. Of course, it seemed that the jester had more of a chance as he spawned a rift in the air which produced black eel-like creatures which wrapped together to form a giant fist. The fist seized Laadan and flung her into the air, and the fist would swing itself at the God's face, untangling into a mass of writhing eels. Meanwhile, Laadan went for the kill and performed an impression of a tactical missile, aimed at Cardes' head.
It was time to end this charade. Adam would leap at the stunned God and impale his incandescent sword into it's heart, or where it should be.
Max would grab at Cardes' left arm from behind and proceed to dislocate it by the elbow, bending it in the opposite direction to it's intended movement and drive his fist into the elbow.
Fancy would vault towards the God and let loose a flurry of slashes in the abdomen. He cannot give Cardes a gaping wound like Adam, but he can make enough cuts to drain an elephant in a minute.
Jack, after exhausting the sudden burst of ideas with the thundercloud, decided to take a small break whilst he replenished his mental energy. Toons and their gags are like wizards and their spells, sometimes needing months to fabricate a spell before using it. More powerful gags require more energy and, therefore, more time to assemble. Due to the ongoing fight with the mechanical Cogs, shops have been selling pre-made gags for Toons to bring into battle, to save them the time and energy. Of course, some of them prefer to create gags through planting them in their estates, the idea of the gag dispersing into a type of tree that bears that gag. Rather unreal, but then again, Toontown is a silly place.
Meanwhile, John had quickly reached into the portal and grabbed his suitcase, the portal making it as if it were only a few feet away, and proceeded to rummage for another weapon. What can help in fighting an infinitely regenerating God? Perhaps a device that would disable his rejuvenating abilities for long enough? He found a gun used to siphon the life force of a living being, a cross between a ray gun and a portable vacuum, and decided to test the theory of whether you could weaken a god through draining his life force. As Fancy began to slash at the God, John would walk at a normal pace to the God, holding his gun close to his skull like an armed police inspector, his eye sockets fixed on the wound Adam made on the chest. He would then aim the gun and fire it. The beam that was launched from the weapon could be related to a beam used for catching ghosts. Arcs of energy danced across the green beam, but backwards, as if the gun was firing in reverse. John knew that it won't be long until the gun could hold no more energy, but he was desperate at this point.

Cardes let out a stifled groan as the fist slammed into the barrier that had just formed shattering it before slamming in his face. Of course Laddan also gave him a nasty slam to the head using her head like a massive headbut causing him to reel back once again. The attacks did not stop there, Adam soon stabbed him in a chest causing him to spurt out a bit of blood, he did not need his heart...He was a God, a divine being! He would not die easily to these worms!

Cardes soon faised a fist to punch Adam away, that was until Max got to his left arm and dislocated his arm causing his to growl in anger. Impossible! He was being backed into a corner. A massive ball of energy formed near him before slamming into Max to get him away. Soon enough Fancy came in swinging with his pencil, John also followed behind and began to drain his regeneration powers. With a growl of anger, with more marks on his body he send more orbs of energy into Fancy and John.

He soon raised his only working arm now that his regeneration was halted. "Enough!...Feel the power of a true God!" He called out as the massive amount of magic he gather soon manifested above him like a massive sphere of power. "Stellar Freeze..." He spoke with narrowed eyes as he slammed the massive sphere into the ground which soon expanded and created an actual event horizon and began to unleash an aura of energy which began to sap at their life force...and the cloer they were the worst it would be. It was his ultimate attack, an attack that he used to try and eliminate everyone. To use it against mere mortals and worms showed that he was getting to his limits.

Vargas, Selena and Kira all had to hunker down for it. Kira slammed both his weapons into the ground and anchored himself. Vargas and Selena did the same only they were slowly inching closer to the massive vortex of doom. "Hold on to something! We cant fall here! We almost have him!" Vargas yelled.

With another agitated grunt, annoyed that this was STILL ONGOING... Mal had finally snapped his last chord, as he anchored his astral tendrils onto the platform below, even his life force draining from the event. Laadan herself had to grasp down onto the platform as she lands.

Mal was having none of this... if this was his final desperation move, then he'd make damn well sure it was his final! Gathering the scattered eels, they begin to eat each other in a ravenous fury, compounding together into a denser and denser black mass. It was here that the eels became so dense that it was becoming painfully obvious that it was starting to generate a gravity of its own, crushing down into a singularity, light wrapping around the writhing mass, violent fluctuations radiating off of it. What used to be the eels was now a spatial anomaly, no longer power but the dissolution of power. With a strained motion, the jester points his finger out, straight at the singularity, now just the size of a shooting marble.

"If you love your power so much, you can keep it! I don't want it anymore! Take it with you into oblivion!"

Finally reaching, he thumps the black mass, radiating with rings of black. There was a ringing sound, as time and space wrap in on itself, and then, the sound like a tape winding back up, the singularity shoots out in a blurred streak, aiming not for Cardes, but the event horizon!

John would roll to the side to avoid the balls of energy that were coming towards him and keep firing. It's working! He cannot regenerate any more! He's-
He watched as the God released his final attack, forming a massive ball of energy that, when brought to the ground, became a black hole which started to drain the life force of everything. Knowing his dependence of his anima, John started to walk backwards, still firing his device at the God, trying to keep away from the event horizon that was pulling him in.
Adam would impale his sword into the platform to stop himself from falling in. Max would crouch down sumo-style, trying to make the most of his mass to slow down his progress towards the impeding doom. Fancy and Jack would respectively grab on to Adam and Max, as they had no other method of anchoring.
This was just like the fight with Maxwell, except for the black hole. Hopefully they can hold on for long enough before they keel over.
They then became aware of another pulling force besides the event horizon. They turned to Mal, who had just created a miniature singularity from the black eels and threw it into the event horizon. They redoubled their efforts to stay rooted to the platform. John would fall as his feet slipped in front of him and grip onto a flagstone with his free hand, his gun still draining the God.

As Mal's singularity impacts the Stellar Freeze, the attack began to lose its gravitational pull until eventually its power would suddenly be reversed and begin to pull Cardes forward. With his mounted injuries even he could not stop himself. "No!...Impossible!...I cannot!...Die here!..." He roared as his form took him closer into it.

Selena of course while rooted still had magic to use, and she was planning to get one in for everyone that the Gods had killed. "White World!" She called out as she made a motion with her hand as a white sphere suddenly surrounded Cardes before it exploded.

Cardes let out one last groan as his body was now covered in cuts as his form fell forward before flying into his own attack, to meet his ultimate and final end as the God of Truth. The massive singularity soon met a final and violent explosion marking the end to everything.

"We did it?...We did it! Yeah!" Vargas cheered patting Selena hard on her back. Selena gave a sigh as he did this, but ultimately she was proud that everyone not only survived but worked together to beat Cardes. Kira of course rolled his eyes at the gods destruction, he wanted to get more hits in but watching a God die was decent enough.

Falling to the ground, his glow dimmed, Mal looked, for lack of better terms, exhausted. His extra arms receding back into his strange form. Raising his head, he looks at last glimmer of Cardes's existence and lets out a tired sigh.

"Yes siree, nothing like that, ack... mortals, I ache in ways you can't even imagine..." he says, putting an arm against his back like an old man. "Actually, not sure what to do now really, came here to consume a god, destroyed him instead, my plans really went through the wringer, y'know? Ehhh... a good deed is its own reward I suppose..? The guy was a jerk." Floating slowly over he looks down where Cardes once was, the final bits of his energy dissipating, before looking back at the others. "So, heh, sorta funny feeling... this... 'team' thing."

There was a crowded moment as the God fell into his own black hole, "hoisted by his own petard" as John would have said, too exhausted from his wounds as he was pulled into the singularity. The Chosen Few looked around at the now empty platform, the malevolent mist in the air dissipated from Cardes' death. Then, all at once...
"Yeah!"
"We did it, guyth!"
"Heck yes!"
"Good show, everyone!"
"We did it, we did it everyone!"
The toons would run towards each other and go for a brief group hug before remembering themselves and detaching, looking rather embarrassed. "Well, we did it, lads," said John after a few seconds of awkward silence. "That's one Fallen God taken care of."
"Man, I've never felt like this since that fight with a rogue Celestial construct," said Max. "Who knew a Construct of Death was a dumb idea?"
"Yeah, that wath fun," said Jack. "Thhame about, y'know..."
"Oh, it's alright," said Adam. "To be frank with you, I never really trusted that guy."
"He was only a teen who was cursed with a demonic companion," said John. "I believe there are other teens who would have envied them, as they do not know the true cost of the power. That's the trouble with youths, these days; take one look at a demon and they think it's 'cool'."
"Yeah, but did you see how powerful he was?" exclaimed Max. "I thought that was odd."
"A mere error in the ladder of power," said John loftily. "One that was easily rectified by a Celestial. If I can be honest, I say to hell with him."
"Well..." said Fancy.
"Fancy Pants, it's time you come to face facts," the Governor said sternly, now inches from the stick man. "There are those who are blameless for their condition, but must be put down for the sake of the Imagiverse. You may think it should be nice for everyone to get along, but there are those besides demons who still threaten the course of things today. Herobrine was just one of them."
The figure would look down at his feet. There was a murmur that only John heard.
"Good," said John before turning to the others. "Well? Where's our next stop?"