《Reboot》 || PT. 1: EXILE || Anger, rage, and hatred coursed through NTP''s veins. His fists clenched around Salvation''s Sentinel. Blood spilled all over him, visible fury and fire in his eyes, his breathing heavy. He felt the vibrations of a horde of Neutralizers coming for him. Swiftly, he switched his shotgun for two pistols. ''LET THECHAOSREIGN SUPREME. LETDESPAIRFLOOD THEIR MINDS.'' His aim locked onto the horde as he spun around and started firing. Bullet casings scattered across the bloodstained marble. One last bang from Chaos. A Godborn fell with a new hole in their head. The two pistols had their slides locked back due to an empty magazine. NTP spun the empty pistols into their holsters, his fists clenched as a spear formed in his hands. He spun the spear around and struck Omnis in the gut, who was attempting to sneak up on him. Omnis was clad in his black combat armor with sleek platinum highlights and golden yellow gems for aesthetics. "It does not have to be this way, NTP," Omnis said, his voice calm as he spawned a golden hard light broadsword. NTP''s grip tightened around the spear as it shifted into two dual khopeshes.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings. "So be it," Omnis said, entering a combat stance as their helmet formed around their head. NTP''s eyes filled with visible rage. He ran at Omnis, slashing at the broadsword with the serrated inner blade of the khopeshes, causing the hard light broadsword to get slightly damaged. Omnis retaliated by kicking NTP away and reforming the broadsword into a katana. NTP shifted Flux into its katana form. The blade suddenly lit ablaze, serving as a conduit for NTP''s fire manipulation. NTP slashed at Omnis''s chest piece, scorching the metal. Omnis recoiled as the two blades clashed. Omnis''s hard light-based katana shattered from the superior craftsmanship of Flux''s design. Omnis dashed back, holding his palm out as a golden light emanated from it. "I am not sorry," he said as NTP''s eyes widened, struck by a golden beam directly to the abdomen, propelling him out of the Divine realm at breakneck speeds. NTP''s eyes opened as he drifted in the empty space between timelines and universes, his body unresponsive, colliding with timelines and bouncing off them. His eyes looked around erratically as he began to decay. But with pure spite to not die, he let out one large burst of fire and electricity, and quite possibly his own life essence, the burst expanding rapidly. It then seeped into one reality in particular. It''s not like anything or anyone can come back to life from pure spite. Right? /||\ || PT. 2: REBIRTH || The sun shined down on the basic village. Civilians went about their normal duties: farmers tending to their crops, some selling their produce. All was normal and well. The clouds darkened as it started to rain slightly. But something was off. An aura of a new entity washed over the inhabitants of the village. Deep within a forest nearby, a strange phenomenon was occurring. Silent red lightning struck one specific spot multiple times before a strange red flame began to circle the area. Suddenly, a 6''11" human figure formed. The red lightning struck the figure as it grabbed its head and jolted forward, a loud crack coming from the figure as the fire subsided into smoke. || NTP''s eyes moved erratically as he panted slightly. Was that what death felt like? Bursts of red lightning came off his body and into the ground. It was then that he realized he was butt naked. He shrugged as his clothing formed on him via fire and lightning in the same method he had done before. || His breathing calmed as he took in his surroundings. He then proceeded to throw up some blood, stomach acid, and a strange black scale. "Fuck..." NTP muttered as he picked up the scale he had thrown up. The scale was known as Flux. He shifted Flux into its katana form and put it in his sheath. He began to walk through the densely populated forest, ignoring the weird pain in his head that felt like an electric shock to the brain. He rubbed the side of his head slightly as he made his way through the forest. "That brat Blossomia would love this comically large forest," he muttered to himself as he finally found his way out of the forest, his movements showing a slight limp. Despite the new body, he still had some minor injuries: basic scratches and slight burns. Nothing a few hours wouldn''t heal. NTP soon found himself in the nearby village. He stood out like an infected wound against healthy skin. He looked around as he made his way through the village.Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. <- - NTP - -> I walk through the village, trying to ignore the major pain in my head. It''s probably just the fact I reincarnated, right? No brain should start firing neurons after it thought it died. Or something''s lodged in there. Either way, all the villagers'' gazes are burning holes into me as I make my way through the village. But then... it feels as if I''m ripped from my own... body? <- - OMNIPOTENT - -> NTP stopped in his tracks. His once red eyes faded to a dull white. Flux suddenly vanished from its sheath and appeared in his hand in the form of a broadsword. The weather cleared up to reveal the sun as the sharp blade glistened in the sunlight. A golden glint came from NTP''s right eye as he spun the sword in his hand with ease. A crowd began to form, some curious, some scared. What a fatal mistake. NTP suddenly dashed forward, impaling one of the villagers in the chest, the blade stained with the villager''s blood. NTP pulled out the blade and dashed toward one of the now running villagers, cleaving them in two. His face was blank as he dashed from villager to villager, granting them a swift and painless death. Amidst the now bloodstained ground stood NTP. His eyes suddenly returned to normal as he fell to his knees, his breathing heavy. He clutched at his chest, his hearts beating rapidly, his eyes wide. What had just happened? And why was his control of his body ripped from him? <- - NTP - -> The warmth of the bloodstained ground was one sensation I felt, other than my pounding hearts. What did that? And how.. my mind raced with how something had ripped my control of my own body from me? I slowly got up from my knees, the blood dripping slightly. My hands were soaked in the lifeblood of humans, and so were my knees. <- - OMNIPOTENT - -> Far away from the reality where NTP''s rebuilt body resided, within the web of timelines and universes, lay the Divine Realm, the home and birthplace of the Godborn. Omnis sat in his throne room, the sleek marble shining as it had just been cleaned minutes before. The rest of the Divine Realm still had copious amounts of Godborn blood splattered everywhere. Cleaning up Godborn blood was difficult as it was very thick and slightly sticky. Omnis sat on his throne, his eyes calm. His sword leaned on his throne as he looked at a nearby screen. A small notification popped up: "ALERT: NEUTRALIZER 0152B IS BACK ONLINE. NAME: NTP." Omnis''s eyes stared at the notification, hiding his confusion as he sent four Godborn to see if it was true or not. The Godborn he sent were known as: Blossomia Hydrus Embris And last but not least. Gee /||\ those gods are probably generic af.. thank god i dont have to do much character development for them.. for uh reasons.. you all will see soon :) || PT. 3: GODS AND GODDESSES || <- - OMNIPOTENT - -> A dark red flame ignited within the forge. A hammer clashed against red-hot metal, shaping it into a rifle barrel. Shortly after, it was cooled in water and attached to the receiver. The end of the barrel was then fitted with a compensator. Electromagnetic accelerators were added to the weapon''s elongated barrel as NTP tested the bolt-action mechanism, ensuring he had built it correctly. He had. The weapon loaded the blank successfully. "Now for the shooting test," NTP thought. Setting the rifle''s barrel on a support¡ªa rock¡ªhe attached the scope to the rail on top, securing it firmly. He aimed down the scope, his finger squeezing the trigger slightly. The electromagnetic accelerators primed as the trigger was pulled. Bang. The trigger was squeezed enough to fire the blank round, the accelerators propelling the projectile within. NTP pulled the bolt back, ejecting the blank casing. "That''s that." NTP proceeded to pull out a three-round box magazine and insert it into the rifle. The rifle was a bullpup, meaning the magazine was located behind the trigger. NTP then put the weapon away by transforming it into his usual dark red flame, letting the ash float away. He walked out of the cave he had turned into a makeshift workshop, engulfing it in fire as he exited, leaving no trace behind. "So the rumors were true..." a voice echoed from the cave, accompanied by the faint crackling of fire. NTP''s eyes widened slightly as he turned around. "You always had an affinity for appearing from the flames I create," NTP spat, staring down Embris, who was leaning on her battle-axe. She was tightening her dark metal prosthetic arm. "Secret crush, I assume?" NTP teased, noticing Embris''s face turning as red as a tomato as she quickly covered it. "Mmm, n-no!" she blurted out, swinging her battle-axe at NTP, who simply back-dashed out of the way. "Doubt..." NTP muttered as he pulled out the rifle he had made earlier¡ªHavoc. "Wait, when did you make tha¡ª" Embris started to say before a new hole appeared between her eyes, and she dropped to the slightly rocky ground, strands of grass growing between the stones. The thick, oil-like blood spilled onto the ground. NTP crouched down beside the corpse. "Now, if I''m correct here..." he muttered as he lifted the body slightly and punched his hand through its chest. In his grip was a strange crystalline growth, with bits of the muscle that made up the heart attached. NTP stared at the crystal before crushing it in his hand, embers rising from the shattered remains. |NEW ABILITY TYPE: MOVEMENT DESCRIPTION: Meld into nearby fire to travel through the flames..| NTP stared at his now empty hand, then turned Havoc into fire and ash. He sighed slightly before summoning a basic black cloak from the dark red flames he manipulated. He donned the cloak, the hood casting a shadow over his face and concealing the rest of his body. He walked off, the cloak swaying in the weak wind. The day was still young, with the rays of the sun just beginning to shine down. NTP walked through a very rocky field when he heard the sound of rock cracking behind him. He immediately turned around. "Gee?" NTP said, recognizing the Godborn before him. "Guess the rumors were true then... Ay, little bro," Gee replied, wiping some dirt off his shoulder.This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. "Omnis got you hunting me now?" NTP asked, his posture softening slightly but still tense. Gee sighed. "Honestly, I''d rather die than do his dirty work," he replied with a slight smirk. "So, swift and painless or...?" NTP bluntly asked. Gee chuckled. "Full-fledged fight," he responded as NTP smirked, spinning Flux around, which shifted into two dual khopeshes. Gee smirked as he pulled his dual greatswords from the ground, his armor forming over him. "You never once used your armor," Gee remarked as NTP''s posture tensed, readying for battle. "Never needed it," NTP replied as he dashed towards Gee. Their weapons clashed, the blades grinding against each other with sparks flying. Gee released a slight shockwave, sending NTP back. NTP swiftly recovered as Gee jumped up and brought his greatswords down. NTP''s eyes widened as he blocked with his now ablaze arm, the sound of metal hitting metal ringing out as an armored gauntlet formed over NTP''s arm. "So you do use it," Gee teased. NTP swiped his arm up, sending the greatswords back. "Oh well," NTP retorted as he shifted Flux into its katana form. Adrenaline coursed through both of their systems as their blades clashed once more. NTP dashed backward a few feet before running at Gee, jumping above him, and slashing. Gee blocked with one of his greatswords, but the blade shattered right off. "You always were an inventive one..." Gee said as NTP slashed at his neck. Gee''s body went limp as his head fell from his shoulders, a content look on the now decapitated head. A small tear fell from NTP''s eyes. "See ya, big bro," NTP said as he threw Gee''s body and head into a nearby hole. Gee''s weapons returned to the rocks. NTP walked away slowly, sheathing Flux as rain began to pour down. [] NTP sat on the beach, the golden rays of the sun shining down on him. He sighed slightly as he rose from the sand, the grains slipping off his clothing. As he began to walk away, he abruptly spun around and fired a shot from Chaos. Hydrus, the Godborn of water, was dead before he hit the ground. A fresh hole between his eyes as he fell flat onto the sand, his blood seeping into the grains. NTP nonchalantly walked off, not particularly bothered¡ªhe hadn''t been a fan of Hydrus anyway. He continued until he came upon a strangely large forest, reminiscent of the one he had reincarnated in, dense with foliage. NTP slashed through the thick, thorny vines that blocked his path. The vines were tougher than expected, though they were no match for a weapon sharp enough to slice through the fabric of reality. "Oop... I think the circus just arrived," a cocky female voice called out from the clearing as NTP cut through with Flux. "No... I think I''m staring at it," NTP retorted as the female¡ªBlossomia¡ªturned around, her golden boots shining in the light. NTP stood in the dark shade on the other side. "You know the drill, freak," Blossomia taunted. NTP''s pupils dilated as he clenched his fist, veins bulging slightly as his hand ignited with flames. His teeth clenched as he hissed through them, his breathing accelerating. In an instant, NTP dashed toward Blossomia, grabbing her face and dragging her across the ground. The earth crumbled and broke long after he had dashed. Blossomia kicked NTP in the side of the head with her golden boots, causing him to stumble slightly, loosening his grip just enough for her to roll away and get up. Blossomia quickly unsheathed her twin swords and slashed at NTP with Blooming Edge, sending a wave of sharp cherry leaves flying toward him. He swiped his hand, unleashing a wave of flame that incinerated the leaves. Blossomia jammed Thornblade into the ground, causing razor-sharp thorns to circle NTP. However, they were reduced to embers as he charged toward her. Blossomia''s fear grew as sweat began to accumulate on her skin. NTP lunged at her, and she blocked with her thorn-covered blades. She closed her eyes tightly, expecting to feel blood on her face. Yet she only heard the crackling of fire. Opening her eyes, she saw NTP''s fully armored form, now covered in burning thorns. Her eyes widened in terror as she realized she couldn''t move her arms. NTP held her twin swords by the blades. "BACK OFF!" Blossomia yelled, fear evident in her voice as she unleashed a storm of cherry leaves, throwing NTP back. He stopped himself with his clawed gauntlets, the last of the thorns on his armor burning away. He pulled out Flux, shifting its form into that of a spear. NTP thrust the spear at Blossomia, the spearhead combusting into massive flames as it clashed against Blooming Edge''s blade. Blossomia''s fear continued to grow as she slashed at the spear, desperately trying to get away. "TRY THIS ON FOR SIZE, YOU FUCKING WHORE!" NTP''s voice rang out as Blossomia yelped. NTP jammed an injector-like device into her neck, injecting a strange serum as she stumbled back. Cyst-like formations began to form on her neck, causing slight cracks in her skin. "YOU SAMPLED ROT?" Blossomia yelled as she coughed out blood. "Kill yourself..." NTP spat at her as he kicked her down onto the ground. She whimpered in fear before suddenly vanishing in a storm of cherry leaves. NTP breathed heavily, the flames on the spearhead slowly dimming to simple embers as his armor burned away, leaving him back in his normal clothing. /||\ || PT. 4: STRIKE WHILE THE IRONS HOT || <- - OMNIPOTENT - -> *BANG* The stone wall of the cave crumbled as NTP walked through, holstering Chaos. ''Whatever it is, it sure is giving me a boost in firepower,'' NTP thought to himself as he blasted through another cave wall. This led into a strange room where solidified magma made up most of the chamber before transitioning back into stone at the top. In the middle of the chamber was a large great sword jammed into the ground. ''Lovely,'' NTP thought as he approached the sword. A warning was engraved into the ground: "DO NOT TAKE THE BLADE OF SEALING UNLESS YOU WISH TO UNLEASH THE FORCES OF THE UNDERWORLD." NTP shrugged and inspected the ''Blade of Sealing.'' It had clearly been there for quite a while and had done a good job of absorbing stray hell energy. "Basic function," he muttered to himself as he grabbed the handle of the blade. The sword was covered in some sort of solidified magma-like material. Despite its size as a great sword, NTP managed to lift it. The ground cracked, and an orange-red glow emerged from the cracks as they grew. As he pulled the sword upward, it began to budge, bringing some of the ground up with it. NTP grunted as he finally tore the sword out of the ground. The cracks now teemed with glow, and the ground began to collapse as fire burst forth. NTP immediately dashed out, using the dark red flame to melt the stone and create a barrier. He ran out of the cave''s entrance and into the lush forest of the remote island where he resided. He chuckled slightly as he examined the sword. Getting an idea almost instantly.. ''This may kill me, or it won''t,'' he thought. Suddenly, he jammed the demonic sword into his chest. His blood dripped onto the ground as he stumbled backward. The sword began to glow orange, then red, as NTP''s eyes started to glow. The blade ignited with dark red flame and slowly burned away. NTP fell to the ground as the blade turned to embers and the wound healed. His blood felt as though it was ablaze. He groaned in pain slightly as he grabbed Flux and coated it fully with the dark red flame. The katana form was enveloped in a blazing inferno as NTP jabbed it into the ground. A massive dark red tornado of pure flame erupted from the ground. Huge dark clouds struck down bolts of red electricity into the tornado. The wind howled as the storm intensified, with nearby villages and ships in awe of the spectacle. But then, it just stopped. NTP panted, his grip tight on his new weapon. Pulling it from the ground, he brought some dirt up with it. He inspected the newly created weapon and spun it around slightly. ''Light as a feather..'' He smiled slightly as he spun the sword around once more before sheathing it on his back. As he began to walk away, a deafening roar echoed from the sky, accompanied by the sound of gigantic wings flapping against the air. NTP turned around to see a massive dragon with pitch-black scales and red belly scales, its body tattered from countless battles. Just as the dragon was about to strike with its talon, a massive beam of hellfire flung it away as the heavily weakened seal finally broke entirely. Hellfire and other demonic energies began flooding into the world.The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. "Fuck it," NTP muttered to himself as he ran toward the massive hole that led to the underworld. "Let''s give Hades a good ol'' fashioned beatin''," he said to himself, diving into the blazing inferno that served as the entrance. The wind howled as NTP dived through the clouds of the underworld, a hellish landscape featuring massive, jagged mountainous peaks. A smirk played on his face as he crashed onto a platform of basalt and brimstone, which was littered with pentagrams and other demonic symbols. "Time for you to meet your fucking Maykr," he said, pulling DSNTP from its sheath. The blade glistened with its signature dark red flame as he engaged the clutch lever on the handle. The grotesque bone teeth of the chainsaw emerged and began to spin, NTP''s eyes glowing intensely as hordes of demons charged at him. He laughed loudly as he ran at them, slashing in a wide arc. Upper bodies flew upwards as NTP cleaved through the hordes of demonic forces, sawing through them with the chainsaw. Blood and guts stained the rocky ground as he tore his way through the masses. He jumped off one demon''s head, sending him airborne as he spun and pulled out Chaos. He fired shots, blowing heads into pieces of bone, flesh, and brain matter. NTP''s adrenaline levels spiked as he continued to spin through the air, firing Chaos. He landed on his feet and threw DSNTP like a boomerang. It cleaved through the remainder of the horde as it spun through the air and returned to his hand. The flame on the blade faded as he sheathed it. || <||''Abyssal Flame''||> || NTP breathed heavily as his adrenaline levels began to drop. His eyes dimmed back to normal as he scanned his surroundings. Above him, the sky had a massive crack running through it, a swirling mess of colors with pillars of demonic energies leaking through. He sighed, realizing that he''d have to fix that. As he glanced around again, he noticed a massive blood-colored tree forming at ground level, right below the rift between worlds. NTP knew that this was going to be a problem too. He groaned loudly, rubbing the bridge of his nose and wiping some of the blood off his face in the process. "Oh well..." he muttered to himself. He then jumped toward the massive tree, which had now pierced through the rift. NTP''s gauntlets appeared as he engulfed himself in Abyssal Flame, forming his armor. As he jammed his clawed gauntlet into the tree, his full armor formed. Rapidly, he climbed up the tree and through the rift. Loud laughter filled his ears as he climbed. He jumped off the tree and landed on a strangely fleshy rock. "OUR TIME HAS COME! THE BARRIER HAS BEEN DESTROYED. COME, MY LEGIONS, AND TAKE THIS WORLD FOR OUR OWN!" a voice boomed. "OI, FUCKER, I WAS HERE FIRST!" NTP yelled back at the figure who turned toward him. The figure, clad in black armor pulsing with power, stood with a cape that faded into green mist at its lower edges. "So be it, mortal... You shall fall to the Firstborn," the ''Firstborn'' said, as green smoke formed a scythe in their hands. The scythe had a serrated blade that looked menacing. NTP chuckled as he stared at the Firstborn. "Before we start... you got a name?" NTP asked, his hand gripping DSNTP on his back. The Firstborn spun their scythe around. "Urdak, Firstborn of Hell," he said, slamming his scythe down onto the ground. "NTP," NTP simply replied as he unsheathed DSNTP from his back, the blade igniting with Abyssal flame. Urdak''s eyes widened at the sight of the demonic sword. "You wield a blade of my kin''s power... yet you remain unbroken or corrupted," Urdak stated, readying himself for combat. "You can''t break what''s already broken," NTP said, dashing toward Urdak in the blink of an eye. His blade grazed Urdak''s flesh as Urdak spun around, sweeping at NTP with their scythe. The blade sliced through the air as NTP coated DSNTP''s blade with red electricity. The crackling of electricity filled the air as DSNTP''s blade clashed against Urdak''s scythe. NTP smirked, a smile spreading across his face. "Why are you¡ª" *BANG* Urdak''s eyes widened as the bullet pierced his abdomen. "What is¡ª" *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* Urdak''s chest leaked blood as he coughed it out. "What... are you?" he managed to ask, his lungs filling with his own lifeblood. "A god," NTP spat, crushing Urdak''s head beneath his foot. He then approached the hole leading to the underworld and formed a strange crystal shard in his hand. With a swift motion, he jammed it into the rift between worlds. Instantly, it took effect¡ªthe blood-colored tree began to wilt as the connection between the worlds shattered and faded. The rift sealed as the shard formed into a strange solidified magma material, with talons gripping into the ground. "There we go," NTP said to himself, wandering off as he sheathed DSNTP on his back. /||\