I warned him that I was a chameleon and could change into and do anything I wanted
He said he wasn't worried, because he could do the same thing
We kept transforming, transitioning and morphing into different beings, objects and states to try kill each other
No matter what either of us tried, we could not kill the other
Then I realised that we couldn't harm each other because we were both aware of "what it was" we were attacking the other with
Our ability to negate each others changes and attacks came through us having a. Conscious knowledge of what it was the was attacking is. This understanding allowed us to nullify the attack
For example, if I became a hammer. He knew what a hammer is, so it was useless trying
So I transformed into something only I knew, so that it was impossible for him to stop it
I became some type of virus/infection and morphed into, on and around his body
This type of virus/infection was something he has/had never seen before. Something he could not stop no matter what
It started to rot him, at a cellular level, from the inside out
He tried to combat it, but he was powerless against it
I watched his body slowly start to break down in front of my eyes
To the point where his skin surface started turning into a jelly-like substance
Something pleaded with me to let him go now. I'd made my point
But I couldn't do that. He was too dangerous
If I let him go, the attack might not work a I second time, if I needed to use
I needed to destroy him
I couldn't stop until he was completely dead and destroyed
I saw images of him in the ground. But I was some kind of false projection. Some type of defence mechanism, or something protecting him. Trying to make me think he was dead and destroyed, when he wasn't
I felt bad and sad, but I pushed through the illusion with the virus/disease/infection and kept my foot on the throat until it was dead
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