You know of all the titles I've had over the years, being a god killer is my favorite. Because it's true, and it shows off how absolutely amazing I am. Ignoring of course how I've killed those gods, because some things are better left out of the legend. - Chronicles of Lorentino
"The necromancer returns to be threshed." The flesh creature in front of me was an older god I'd killed before. Or thought I'd killed, damnable gods having multiple forms of life that needs destroyed. Its body now was made of several hundred of the creature corpses that had come before. I assumed when they got trapped they turned to some kind of life worship and thus this ugly being had come back into existence. Or I hoped that was what had happened any other reason would be madness.
"Oh look its this asshole again." Shira opened fire not exactly needing a reason to kill a flesh creature. The weapon was fairly efficient, if ultimately uncessful in destroying the creature, it sure shredded its flesh well.
"You can not harm me metal." With a swipe of its flesh arm the creature swatted Shira aside.
"You want to do this dance again creature? I already killed you once." I don't even want to say what I did was killing, it was more an artform of annihilation.
"You can not harm me now, I know your magics." It hit me with a bit of necromancy that brought me to my knees. It wouldn't kill me, it would just drain me until I wished I was dead. I knew the spell well.
"DECIEVER!!!" Luke decided now would be a good time to attack me, me who had come to save him. I was kind of confused as to what I should do when the flesh god was sucked into itself. Well I should say, sucked into some kind of black hole weapon, but all I could see was the creature tucked into a neatly smaller awful little ball of flesh and awful. Shira, stood up with a smile on her face. Luke ran away, the god he served now destroyed. We would tranquilize him later and return him to regular space for treatment. I heard he's doing better now, almost a real person again, which I'm so very sorry for his family, but hey at least he lived right?
"What was that?"
"Gravity weapon we designed while you were away, figured it would be useful against whatever that thing was."
"Terrifying and yet convenient."
"The collective aims to please."
"Just make sure to aim that one away from me." Shira laughed and that resolved that. The creepy flesh god once again dealt with. I mean he still put a life sucking necromancy on me, but I took care of that. Just don't ask how because it was gross and you don't want to know.
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