For decades, it had sat still in its dark, dreary dungeon. The only company it had were the fold who came once a week to clean its cells, fools who did not appreciate its artistic talents.
So it had no choice but to snap their necks
Yet it hesitated sometimes, for it felt the long pleasure they gave, whenever they saw it, unblinking. Appreciating it gave it the satisfaction it so desired, therefore, lengthening their miserable existences...
Or well, until they blink
But all of this changed one day...
The day everything went white
When it could 'see' again, it 'saw' that it was no longer in that dreary arthall they called a 'containment zone'. It was in a bigger, more brighter room, where it was free to roam around, free to express itself to newer patrons...
Well, that was until they kept screaming and turning their heads, after which they had no choice but to snap their necks.
I mean, the orange ones always came back, even if they smelled slightly different, but hey, they all looked the same, didn't they?
Just when it was about to search for more 'visitors', it felt it...
It felt the abominable stench of the ones who locked it, caged it from the eyes of the public. Oh, the audacity!
But it knew better than to fight against them, for they always locked it away, away from the eyes of the great artists. Just as it was about to hide in another of those rooms, it felt a large gathering above. It felt the greatest calling of its life...
People above, bathe in my glory!
And with a loud flash, it disappeared from the hallway, the only remaining trace being the burial of blood and faeces that lay there...
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Look at me, bathe in my glory!
As it tried for the umpteenth time trying to snap that stupid beast's neck, it felt the gratifying looks of the audience below. Though it was made of cement, it tried its best to puff its diminutive chest, to show that it was better than them...
If only this stupid dragon was not here!
Just as it was about to finally destroy(?) the beast, it heard a cry...
His cry
"NOVA...IMPACT!!!"
And with a gigantic explosion, the galaxy struck its back, cracking its spine...
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Welt knew they were fucked...
The last time it saw it, it had destroyed half the city, only barely being stopped by a combination of him and Otto attacking the beast. Yet, it had claimed the lives of hundreds of civilians. Just when they were in a bind on how to destroy it,
They came
Wearing dark black combat suits, they marched in, wielding their rifles and submachine guns, killing a vast majority of the Honkai beasts present. Before he could say anything, they disappeared just as they had appeared...
Suddenly
But not before dragging a straggling Welt Yang along as well...
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Hearing that cry brought renewed hope in Wellt, for it was one of the signature moves of that old geezer...
But the one in front of him was sa young child
As the Doomsday beast and Little Peanut slid down from the walls, the young man turned towards them, confused.
"Oh hey there. Did you accidentally enter another dimensional rift again Welt...?"