Something I wrote because of
>>21097
Yeah, just on a whim, so don't mind the bad style and poor scenario.
Spending one day with his precious sisters, Anon's (MiG) mind was
filled with questions. He had three sisters and only two hands, yet
while ruffling their hair, he always somehow managed to do it to all of
them simultanously, ignoring the obvious paradox. That was something he
couldn't understand. He ventured through Gensokyo, seeking answers in
books and folklore legends, but was unable to find an explanation for
this phenomenon. Disappointed and beaten, he returned to his household,
where he sealed himself in his room, mastering the technique and
discovering more and more about his skills.
It turned out he was able to manipulate the boundary of movement
and space itself. First hands, then after training, his arms. Not being
restricted by the laws of physics, he gained a new path in his life. A
power. Something that he has always wished for. Something that would
allow him to face the dangers of gensokyo without any outside help.
Anon grew proud and arrogant because of that. He became
self-centered, almost egoistic. Devoting himself to training meant
spending less time with family and lovers. He was soon abandoned by his
girlfriend. Then his sisters. Then friends. But he didn't care about
that. He finally had a power of his own. But it wasn't enough. He
wanted more. More strength, more possibilites, abilities. He could
throw the world on it's knees. Make every single arrogant youkai and
human in this reality fear him. Soon his mind was filled only with one
desire. "Power. Give me more power."
After acquiring the skill to shift his whole body, he moved on to
his next goal. Manipulation of time. He deducted that if it is possible
to shift elemental particles through space in a near-zero time span,
why not try to make the process of shifting longer, while still keeping
the time of that process near zero? It would be almost like stopping
time. Anon heard, that someone achieved it before him, but that 'time
stop' was imperfect. It could 'last' only a few seconds and required a
considerable amount of magical energy. His 'time stop' would be
perfect. Manipulating the basic laws of reality, doing to impossible,
touching matters that were untouchable to mortals, invading Gods'
domain. It suited him. He liked that idea. Long research and even
longer training begun.
It was hard, but he endured it. He rarely left his home. Having no
family and work meant he had to take care of himself. Which would mean
wasting a great amount of time he could spend on his researches. One
time, while searching for mushrooms and fruits in the forest, he almost
begun to feel guilty about making everyone hate him. But then, with
power, it would be easy to force them to return, right?
Months passed, and Anon finished his project. He finally had his
long-awaited power. There was only one thing left to do. Throw the
world on it's knees.
Using the power and knowledge of magics, he begun wreck havoc in
Gensokyo. First was Hakurei Shrine. Even it's Miko, Reimu Hakurei,
couldn't stop Anon. Killing her 666 times in the same moment, he
surpassed her immortality, then burned the shrine to ground.
Next was Neo-Eientei. Reconstruced after the incident with Reimu,
it now served as a hospital for people and youkai from all over
Gensokyo.
Needless to say, no one was left living. Anon killed all the
patients, then staff, then he ripped Eientei's owner, Kaguya, into one
thousand pieces and scattered them in air.
Anon then decided to rest and decide what to do next. People of
Human Village were already being evacuated. 'It will be more fun to let
them feel safe before slaughering them', he thought.
Sitting beneath a giant sakura tree, he heard footsteps behind him.
"Are you the space-time manipullator that killed Reimu and people from Eientei?"
Anon turned his head to the owner of the voice.
"You are not going to get away with this."
Standing there was a young man, around the same age as Anon, dressed in red ritual clothing with elements of body armour.
"I am going to stop you."
Anon relaxed. It was a human. He felt a slight trace of magical
energy from him, be he was no threat to the power of Time and Space.
"Disappear. You're an eyesore" - saying that, Anon pulled the matter of space, making that man's stomach flesh to be torn out.
"Ugh!"
Blood splattered all over the small grassy field. Ground became
crimson red at the man's feet, blood flowing profusely from a hole in
his abdomen. There was no way he'd survive that. Even a youkai would
have to retreat after getting it's intestines ripped out.
Anon laughed.
"Hahahahaha! How do you like that, hero boy? I don't know who you
are, nor do I care, but interrupting my peace is like asking for death.
And it's death you shall receive."
Grabbing the strings of reality in his hand, Anon prepared to
dissect the man's body. Then he noticed something and almost let out a
suprised yell.
"What...!"
The hole in that man's body was almost completely gone. There were
a few traces of his abdomen's previous state, but it looked like
someone filled it with plasticine-like substance. An incredibly fast
regeneration. Even youkai regenerate slower, let alone a mere human.
"This body... What is it? I've never seen something like that before..."
Anon was astonished, but he quickly regained his composure.
"No matter. I will end this in next blow. The time has come and so
have I, a last laugh, are you ready to die~?" - singing this mocking
song he heard from a certain youkai long ago, when he was almost killed
when returning home from a gathering in human village, Anon reached out
his hand again and grabbed all the 'strings' that came out of that
man's body.
"Well then... It's over."
Saying that, he pulled the strings.
Red filled his field of vision. Grass was red. Trees were red. Even air itself seemed to have a red shade.
"Ha--"
Anon looked at the gory scene.
"Hah--"
That man's intestines, organs, blood, bones - all lied scattered on this small field in the middle of the Forest Of Magic.
"Haha--"
His clothes were all covered in blood. Red liquid slowly dripped
from his fingers, face and hair. Even though he has killed many beings
before, sometimes in more brutal manners, there was something... Almost
beautiful in this scene.
Sunny day
"Hahahaha--"
Peaceful atmosphere of the forest.
"Hahahahahaha--"
Dream-like state, suddenly changed into a bloody palace of what was earlier a living human.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Anon laughed maniacally.
"HAHAHA!"
He laughed like a little kid that just pulled a neat prank.
"Hahaha... Ha... Looks like..."
Anon wiped the blood from his eyes.
"I am finally going insane..."
Looking last time at the crimson stage, he started to walk away. He has decided on his next target.
Wind was blowing lightly, swaying the tops of the trees as a
bloodied was slumping slowly through the red sea. Sun was high on the
sky, making the day bright and warm. If it wasn't for this bloodied
figure, everyone would be enjoying their teatime break. There was no
movement on the field behind the figure. There was no...
But then something moved. Red sea started to slowly dissolve into
the soil when something started to raise from the ground directly above
the place where the red-clothed man was brutally torn into pieces.
Sensing the movement, Anon stopped in his tracks. Wind grew
stronger as he turned around and saw the exact same man he killed a few
moments ago, standing there, seemingly not bothered by his death at
all.
The man smiled.
"I told you. You're not getting away."
Those were the last words Anon heard before his vision became engulfed in flames.
