"Move your asses! We need to save this newbie at all costs. I can't believe what I saw. They sent an Icon to kill him? Just how powerful is he?"
A group of outcasts was making their way as a horde of Phantasms to the goal of rescuing the newly descended exile.
'Wayward Animus, dreamers who deviated from Law, Wealth, and Religion, were labeled. Cast aside in this void; the Phantasmic Entropy, an inverted carbon copy of the world where forgotten dreams are tossed aside. Getting exiled here is an immediate death with those collars dangling on their neck, which draws the attention of Phantasms. Forgotten dreams that take physical form, thats unpredictable whether they're hostile or not, but what surprises me is that this kid awakened his Vision without any guidance,'
Abe was unaware of what he did; these chains that burst from within acted in his best interest and coiled around the doll. The impact of the knife was warded off by dozens of chains, pushing it back, and he caught it in time. He pushes the blade away, and in awe, he exhibits inhuman strength, pushing the knife away from ever reaching his neck.
"Uwu!!!" The doll was taken aback by how much he'd grown strong, and its focus shifted from a singular chain, binding them apart
"Whoa did I just do that? Also, what are these chains? They're so light even though there's so many,"
Abe finally realized the chains that he manifested from acknowledging his beliefs, but the doll's wailing reminded him of his dilemma. He bore witness as the doll, who seemed so out of reach, creepy, and horrifying, cried out the moment it broke the chain. He suddenly felt its malicious aura, as if the difference between them had returned, no longer equals, now once again, Hunter and Prey.
"Uwu!!! Uwu!!! Uwu!!!"
The doll vanished from his eyes, and reappeared on his back, and swung its knife to cleave, where Abe barely dodges. Heart racing and out of breath, Abe felt the overwhelming difference in their fight, and his mind went back to his ideals. He felt infuriated by the odds stacked against him, he wanted things to be fair, he wanted it to be leveled, and his chains moved to his will.
"Uwu!!!!!!!" The doll wails in terror as the chains reach for it once again, and it recklessly flails its knife around, breaking all the chains in its way
'The chains... how are they moving? Just now I thought about the bad hand that fate gave me. Is it acting on my desire? Also, didn't I push that very large and bloody knife away back then? Strange that I can do something like that, and it wailed the moment it broke my chai- Oh so that's how it is...'
The chain's mindlessly approaching the doll retreats, and Abe rushes forward with nothing but his bare fist. The doll grins in response as if his little act could change anything, so it awaits him to get close before it slices off his head. However, this whole ploy of his was his own doing, and not a reckless act caused by his surge of adrenaline. A calculated risk he took, one in which the doll's focus would be centered on him alone, while a singular chain burrowed beneath the sands.
"Uwu!!!!!!!!"
The doll was no longer enticed to wait and acted quickly, his chains had yet to reach his foot, but the knife was nearing his neck. It seems Abe had underestimated the doll's patience, and it cost him his life, yet a swift black streak that shifts and transforms to a wall blocked the knife. His chain reached the doll's left foot, securing itself in its heel and in that brief moment their lives were bound again, that monetary surge of strength lifts him off the ground
"Enchained Punch!!!"
Abe ordered the chain to pull him towards the doll and with the equalized power of these two, the force he displayed sent him flying. The chains coiled around his body wrapped themselves around his left arm forming a protective glove. The doll has just now noticed his chains, and in that short of a distance it had no time to sever their bonds and receive the full brunt of his attack
"Uwu!!!" Although it was a singular attack he dealt, it was enough to break the doll apart due to the damage it had taken earlier on
'Equality, the act of standing on equal grounds, where wealth, talent, and strength are leveled. No one shall be above, nor will they be below, all shall be equal, and those who deny it shall suffer a grand cost. Thats what I always believed, and these chains, it seems they reflect the Ideals which I wholeheartedly, believe which is true,'
His belief took the form of shackles, for the fact that it binds the unwilling, and those who reject shall receive a beating. The doll wailed in pain the moment it broke their bindings, and once they were bound, Abe felt powerful, and his exhaustion vanished. But as the doll crumbled beneath his attack, his chains vanished, and he felt weakened, and fell to the ground.
"Looks like I've made it in time," The origin of the black streak was now a feet away from Abe.
Her throat parched, her hands muddled in ink, and at her back were Phantasms skewered on a large black spike. This lady wielded a pen, and with its ink she killed any threat that came after the newly exiled. Once she reaches Abe downed by his application of Vision moments away from his awakening, she reaches for her pen
"Not only are you powerful, but you're also a cutie. Let big sis take this nasty collar off of you. Rest easy now," A small ounce of Ink seeps out of her pen and forms a sharp blade that severs the malicious collar from Abe's neck