Battle of Tenacity

Having only a torso, head, and a limb, Mike loses to the tentacle.

It was total defeat no matter how you look at it.

It ended him having in a pitiful state.

However, he hasn't lost his consciousness.

Pulling himself together in spite of having his body getting filled by ocean water from the open wounds he had.

Biting his lips, thinking non-stop, he is doing everything to not lose consciousness.

Losing his consciousness means death.

There's no excuse if he ever fell asleep from here.

If his head is still okay even if it has a large hole as long there's a chance to come back.

Mike looking at his wounds there's no sign of healing but his little amount of weird substance inside his body is patching up his wounds to prevent blood loss.

(Even if it just a little this will help.)

As his body getting numb Mike didn't know that his scenery began to change slowly for him to realize.

The tentacle grab his waist and started pulling him to the cliff, into the place where there's no creature could live.

But the tentacle came down from the place where there's no sign of life making Mike's mind jumble in thoughts.

(This is fucking confusing.)

[Just think Mike, don't lose your shit here.]

(I know, but it hurts! I am thinking that there are actually creatures living beyond the cliff just hiding its presence to hunt its prey.)

[If you still in yourself then you're fine just don't fall asleep to me. I can't control your body with that kind of state if you fall asleep.]

As the tentacle that drags him passed through the cliff Mike's mind started to act weird.

Not only to his mind but even to his body is getting messed, making Mike's situation more difficult.

His body slowly getting destroy from inside and outside.

The cause? It's unknown, It's hard for Mike to comprehend the situation.

Mike got no choice but only to hold himself from losing consciousness.

Even if holding his consciousness gets harder there's only one thing to do but only to hold and endure.

Slowly his weird substance travels around his body to manage his body.

Without the weird substance, he will not survive for sure. He is somewhat thankful for it.

There is nothing much he can do but endure as this journey towards the bottom continued.

Barely holding himself Mike wishes for himself to be blessed by a god of luck.

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A week had passed.

Mike vomits with the blood but the tentacle still continues to drag him forcefully not giving a care if he lives or not.

[Kid, don't die.]

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Two Weeks had passed.

Mike's skin started to mold forming into a different weird texture.

Mike vomits again but this time he vomits mostly blood, some of his teeth, and his tongue's skin.

The tentacle still pulls without mercy.

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A month had passed.

Mike realizes why there is no living creature beyond this cliff because the concentration of toxic waste is gathered here.

Even tho he said that there is no living creature he still can't come up with an answer to why this tentacle is still alive living beyond this harsh place.

Mike can't handle the concentrated toxic waste as his skin started to peel off.

His peeled skin hasn't been regenerated after that.

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A month and a half had passed.

Mike's stomach started to deformed because of hunger.

His eyes started to lose functions but he can't pretty much use his eyes here in this dark place so there's nothing much a problem with that.

Using his dazzling stars is still not a problem because that's used solely by instincts, not in his eyes.

Days passing by in an instant as Mike continued to endure.

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???? had a passed.

The author had lost count.

Because of the lack of food and nourishment, his body gradually thins out.

His weird substance is long gone as his body was left vulnerable to the pressure.

But Mike endures.

Both of his lungs finally give up as his chest deflates into nothingness.

Leaving him in a more dangerous state.

Miraculously, he's able to hold in, no- it's no miracle. From the numbness of his body, he felt the warmth of a weird substance crawling around his thin body massaging him giving him a little amount of food to survive.

Because they are mysterious Mike just can't rid of the thought that they are harmful substances even tho its actually his reliable ally.

As the weird substance give their life force they die and disappear.

Just a little... Mike extends his life for seconds.

No matter how long he distances himself from the death he will never outrun him.

Endure, endure, and endure as all of his organs finally stop functioning.

This might be his end.

As he descends he saw something from the end of his view.

From his blurry vision, he sees the death that awaits him on another side.

Because he can't move he didn't give the Death a proper greeting but only giving him a stare of wanting to go back.

The Death stares him back not backing from the glare.

What he thought a Death that greets him from the afterlife but actually a hideous large monster.

No- This is a creature that is the death itself... Pulling him to the deep through years of suffering, and damaging him to the state where he can't live anymore.

The creature that started his suffering...

(Haha... What an honor to see you before my death.)

Looking at him for seconds the death speaks.

"... Why. Do. You. Desire. To. Live?"

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