Chapter 47: I choose How I Die
Written By: Shuvodip Aich (A.K.A- Penmaestro)
Chapter 47: I choose How I Die
Suddenly created a loud noise and a large amount of white electrical-like substance started to consume the gate and as it consumes a transparent sheet started to cover the wormhole which let the demons from coming out of it.
Seeing that Jason gets a bit relieved but if the root can cut off no one knows when things get out of control and it turns upside down.
With each passing second, Jason's eyes fixated on the expanding transparent layer before him. Its growth appeared relentless, spreading outward with alarming swiftness.
It was evident that, at this rate, it would take no more than ten seconds for the layer to completely envelop the wormhole, sealing off any possibility of demons coming through it.
What struck Jason as equally disconcerting was the correlation between the size of the wormhole and the transparent layer.
As the wormhole expanded, so too did the layer, mirroring its growth in a symbiotic relationship.
This observation hinted at a profound connection between the two, suggesting that the fate of the wormhole and the impending closure were intimately intertwined.
With a mere two seconds remaining, Jason's poised for action, his senses heightened and his focus laser-sharp. Just as he prepared to make his move, an astonishing sight unfolded before his eyes.
Out of the very heart of the wormhole emerged a massive pair of hands, imposing and powerful. Without hesitation, these hands forcefully began to expand the size of the hole, as if propelled by an unseen force.
Jason stood transfixed, awe-struck by this unexpected intervention. The sheer strength exhibited by the hands surpassed anything he had witnessed before. With each exertion, the hole widened, defying the imminent closure and offering a renewed glimmer of hope.
As the hands worked diligently, a surge of anticipation coursed through Jason's veins. The individual didn't remain standing as he also went towards the wormhole and started to attack the hands.
From the looks of it, this was something that the individual didn't anticipate at all and also caught him off-guard.
While the individual and the demons were engaged in battle. Jason quickly understands that this was the chance he had felling about and he must absolutely use it before it was too late.
As from the battle, it was clear that the individual had the upper hand and from the looks he was also delivering low-powered blows so that he didn't damage the gate or the wires connecting to it unexpectedly.
Regardless, one thing became clear: their actions were aligned with Jason's desperate need for escape.
Empowered by this unforeseen assistance, Jason seized the opportunity presented to him.
With newfound resolve and a surge of adrenaline, he embarked on his plan, propelled by the knowledge that, against all odds, a chance to save his planet and race had been unexpectedly granted.
In the midst of the chaotic situation, Jason mustered every ounce of speed he could muster, propelling himself towards the core of the beast.
However, the toll on his exhausted body hindered his movements, slowing him down significantly compared to his usual agility.
Unaware of Jason's weakened state, the individual remained fixated on forcing the massive hands back inside the wormhole.
Oblivious to the unfolding events, he focused solely on regaining control, oblivious to the impending danger closing in on him.
Gradually, Jason closed the distance, inching closer to the core. Clutched tightly in his hand was the item he had retrieved from the depths of Glendin's innards, his only weapon against the looming threat.
In the midst of this critical moment, the individual's senses tingled with an alarming alert. He turned his attention towards the room, spotting Jason's determined advance towards the core.
A sense of unease swept over him, fuelling his immediate response as he abandoned the demon and swiftly moved towards Jason.
Anticipating the individual's reaction, Jason had already foreseen his mistake from his previous encounter with Glendin.
He recognized that he was no match for the individual in terms of speed, strength, or any other attribute. However, this time, he possessed something he hadn't before—an unyielding resolve and a hint that he caught from the individual bragging.
With grim determination, Jason positioned himself in a way that exposed his vital organs, intentionally leaving them vulnerable to attack.
He accepted the risk, knowing that every blow inflicted upon him would strike at the core of his being.
Witnessing Jason's deliberate defiance, the individual grew increasingly irritated. He had no desire to damage Jason's organs, as it would diminish his value during the impending exchange with the old man.
However, the mocking stance adopted by Jason fueled the individual's anger, overpowering his initial intentions.
Driven by rage and with little concern for the consequences, the individual launched a direct attack, aiming precisely for Jason's heart.
At that moment, thoughts of value and consequences faded into insignificance, consumed by the surge of uncontrolled fury.
With no resistance or barrier in his path, the individual's hand effortlessly pierced Jason's chest, causing a gaping hole that measured two feet in diameter.
The sheer force behind the strike left no doubt about the overwhelming power behind the individual's clenched fist.
As the blood began to pour from the wound, the crimson liquid tainted the individual's hand, splattering his palm and fingers in a macabre display. It was a visceral reminder of the damage inflicted upon Jason's body, a stark contrast against the pallor of his fading life.
Pausing for a moment, the individual turned his attention towards Jason's face, seeking to witness the raw fear and bewilderment etched upon it.
The anticipation of observing the final moments before death danced in the depths of the individual's gaze.
Yet, to his surprise, what greeted him wasn't fear alone. Instead, his eyes met with a mixture of emotions—a complex blend that defied his expectations.
Amidst the pain and impending demise, there was an undeniable resilience within Jason's expression and a smirk on his face.
Though overwhelmed by the dire circumstances, there was a glimmer of defiance, a refusal to yield completely.
Initially perplexed by the enigmatic smirk gracing Jason's face as he neared death, the individual's curiosity turned to dread when his gaze fell upon Jason's hand. A shiver ran down his spine, an icy reminder of the impending revelation.
Despite the two-foot chasm that marred Jason's chest and the crimson torrent flowing from the wound, his left hand remained firmly planted on the core.
In his final moments, Jason had achieved what he had set out to do, sacrificing himself to safeguard the planet that had provided him with shelter, sustenance, and everything he held dear.
The simplicity of his achievement became apparent, and the individual's avaricious nature played a pivotal role. Jason had astutely recognized the individual's greed through their conversation, using it to his advantage.
By positioning himself as a shield, he created a momentary diversion, seizing the individual's attention and allowing him the crucial time to enact his plan. By the time the individual made his decision, it was too late—Jason had already placed the item onto the core.
In this selfless act, Jason fulfilled his debt to both the people and the planet that had nurtured and provided for him.
With his very life, he secured their salvation. It was a testament to his unwavering dedication and the lengths he was willing to go to protect that which he held dear and at his final moment.
The gravity of Jason's sacrifice weighed heavily upon the individual. In the wake of this revelation, the true magnitude of his own greed and callousness unfolded before him.
Regret washed over him, mixing with a profound sense of guilt for underestimating Jason's resourcefulness and resilience.
As Jason's life ebbed away, his legacy remained—a symbol of selflessness, bravery, and unwavering determination. His final act echoed through the depths of time, forever etching his name into the annals of those who sacrificed everything for the greater good.
With a final gaze fixed on the figure before him, Jason's life gradually slipped away. As his last breath escaped his lips, cracks began forming at the core, spreading relentlessly throughout every inch of it.
Before the onlooker could intervene, a blinding light erupted from the ruptures, forcefully propelling outward and engulfing the contents of the room in a shroud of brilliance.
With a resounding boom, the core unleashed an explosive force, engulfing the confines of the room in a blinding blast.
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