The Big Debut [Psyche-Terrorist Dungeon]

Moonie wrote:

OOC NOTE: Leaving all my items to Trinity, my VC to Gabe

No, you cannot. They're still with you.

As the group went down without much added action, Selenus disabled his limiters in one final attempt to stand against the despot before him. Even though he should’ve been dead, the overheating of his systems allowed him to stand on all fours, at the very least. Before he could retaliate, however, the titan of a man pressed down on him, hard enough to shatter some of his coating. It was then that a familiar face showed up. “About goddamn time you returned!” He grunted as the Phantom gathered the rest of his unconscious team and Invidia pressed down harder on him, causing him to let out a howl of pain. That’s weird, since when did he feel pain? “Listen to me you knife-eared piece of shit. You make sure they stay alive, or I’ll come and haunt you for the rest of your goddamn life!” And just like that, the mysterious man was gone, leaving the canine behind to face his fate. Before any action was taken, however, Selenus used the last of his internal CPU’s power to send one last message to his allies’ phones.

At that moment, Selenus was overcome by a surge of many emotions. Fear, anger, disappointment, grief, regret… but most interestingly of all, relief. Relief that his friends were whisked to safety, of course, but also relief of a different kind… it was hard to pin down, but he could kinda guess where it came from. Everything to this point had been so tiresome… even the joys in life were limited. Had he managed to save Newman, would that really have made him confident in his own existence in the end? Whatever the answer was, it was clearly out of his grasp now. “You’re hollow, Invidia. I’d know.” He let out, looking up at the edge of Invidia’s oversized blade. “Killing me won’t change that. Killing a thousand terrorists won’t change that. Eating every idol in the world won’t change that.” As his words concluded, so did his PT disguise, the flames of Ragnarok fading away to reveal the robot underneath. “Do your worst, nesting doll. Your sentence has already been decided. You’ll have to live what’s left of your life as nothing more than a poor imitation of what a human is. Just like me.”

As a last insult, Selenus howled with all of his might, prompting the hollow man to drive his blade into his abdomen and throw his mind into the darkness. As his senses were detached from him and all he was left with was temporary comprehensible nothingness, he was oddly calm. Yes… this had been a long time coming.