[Behold, even Anonymous agrees]
[...]
[Must we explain how rare this is?]
[Make a wish lol]
[Please, stop...]
The paths of yellow stone still lead down, and further down. In a while, the two would have been all the way on the ground.
The Batter kept walking fast, as Niko kept up with a light jog.
"Where— are we even going...?" — Niko asked, struggling a bit through audible breaths.
"This is the way to the sun. As I warned, prepare for an attack."
The Batter abruptly stopped, as Niko accidentally ran into his back, recoiling away, with both proceeding to stand still.
In this silence they heard something, or even someone — unintelligible whispers surrounded them. The sounds softly giggled, cried, judged, and watched — the two could very well feel that they were being watched by a hundred eyes.
And yet, unfazed, the Batter lifted his bat forth, and called:
"I am well aware of your presence, incomplete creation. As the voice of god commanded your creation, it has foretold it to me. You now contradict Their will. Cease your futile game of hide and seek and show yourself!"
The sounds became louder, yet louder.
Merging into one barely coherent entity.
A strange figure appeared, sounding like a single crowd, seeming like a thousand things, yet neither at all — all that could be comprehended by mortal senses were feline faces, purple squares and, sometimes, voices.
"Oh tell me, oh tell me, do you miss us? Do you miss us? The past that lead you to where you—"
"I won't miss a single attack if you continue," — interrupted the Batter, without a hit of fear — "Cease your approach, or face my holy wrath."
But it seemed to only smile in response.
And so, the other two raised their weapons.
Careful! That's an image. No narrators actually posses the ability to answer multiple asks at once.
Here's what it leads to, listen as you read:
* The batter used Wide Angle
The batter peered into the pulsating shapes, seeking any weakness or gaps in the anomaly's defense.
EQUINOX
HP - ??? SP - 0
A cry of the discarded.
No weaknesses. Easily hurt.
"Try to defend yourself. Or avoid getting hit in the first place." — Said Batter to Niko, before commanding Alpha to attack.
* Alpha used Expected Bracket
The halo dashed at the squares, slashing with it's own, now suddenly sharp edge, the blade covered by a faint yet hurtful venom.
The beast cried out for a moment, like a crowd lit ablaze — "Hurt! Hurt! The pain..."
"Ack— Okay!" — Stuttered Niko, raising their sword before them in an attempt to defend themselves.
"Bzzt!" — The fly flapped it's wings to dash in front of the kid.
* For a moment... You comprehend confusion.
The discordant voices went mute for a mere moment, it all spoke a single sentence, in a barely recognizable, synthetic voice:
"What have you done, father?"
The thing then turned back to unintelligible, stuttering rectangles, now spreading forth towards the two attackers — it seemed horrifically dangerous to touch. However, as dangerous as the attack looked to touch, it was slow, easy to avoid, and left zero souls harmed.
* The Batter used Furious Home Run
* Alpha used Converted String
With all possible holy might, the batter swung at the shapes, hurting it greatly, as Alpha slashed once again with force, and Niko sent a surprisingly painful, magical cat head flying out of their sword, smacking the enemy.
The beast broke out into more horrific cries "Not again! Not again! Not—"
* For a moment... You comprehend war.
The screams once again turned to silence, quickly interrupted by the sound of machinery flying above, as rifles could be heard firing above it. Amongst it, a girl whispered:
The two would see — in the unseeable — a gun. Shaking, slowly rising to fire, aiming at someone out of sight. Carefully watching where the barrel pointed, they could avoid the attacks.
A loud crackle once — it sounded like it hit flesh, yet the attack was a miss.
The same crackle twice — no one in sight was hurt again.
The shot sounded again — and the Psy Fly was harshly struck, but no impact went past it.
* The Batter used Furious Home Run
Struck again, it cried out a final roar — "Pain! Pain! Pain... Hurt..." — it could battle no longer, and the shapes started falling back.
Niko sighed hard in relief and adjusted their glasses, as the Batter put away his bat, and Alpha faded away.
The music may be cut as well.
* You won! Earned 0 EXP and 0 D$
"Whew... thanks? What was that... thing?"
"Equinox. It is supposed to be here, but I cannot let it hurt you."
At this point, Niko had simply too many questions to carry around. Nevertheless, the two set forth once again.
[That sounds like the name of a fanmade interpretation.
Peculiar.]
[Do you wish
For another pacifier?]
[...]
[I cannot convince anybody here, can I?]
[I have failed to keep anyone safe...]
[Perhaps a cigarette?]
[I serve no purpose even for this new command, if my words fall on deaf ears.]
[I give up.]
