Horror Movie 8

"What's a beautiful young thing doing in a place like this." A twenty something man wearing a high-end suit asked a beautiful young brunette resting her head on the bar. The only response he got was mumbles under the young woman's breath.

"Well let's get you out of here, you poor young thing." The man said with a malicious sneer before all but carrying her out the bar.

While walking to the man's car, they walked past a dark alley. Right when they passed the alley the woman suddenly turned to stone and launched the man back to the wall. After he bashed his head against the wall, the newly formed statue wrapped around the man's body and then merged with the wall trapping him in place.

"What is this?!" the man screamed in terror with a stark white face.

"An earth golem covered in a glamour created with a particular set of runes that were then imbued with a special light essence that attracts attention, but you probably don't care for such artistry. In terms of relevance to you, It's a lure and trap." A voice called out from the shadows. A tall man wearing sunglasses at night followed the voice out of the shadows. The man used a wooden cane and magical glowing grey threads to seemingly support himself. He was barely walking due to his visible injuries. This man was obviously Victor still reeling from his latest battle.

"What do you want from me?!?!" the man pleaded.

"To be honest with you Jimbo…" Victor started before he was so rudely interrupted.

"My names not Jimbo!!" the man shouted.

"I can assure you that fact could not matter less at this moment. Now back on topic, I'm going to extract your vitality to heal myself. As you can see, I'm in quite rough condition." Victor explained.

"Ok, just go ahead and do it then let me go." The man visibly off put and confused.

"Jimbo, I got some bad news for you, extracting vitality is not something you survive." Victor told the man.

"Why are you doing this to me? I've never hurt anyone in my entire life." The man pleading for mercy.

"Really? I ordered that earth golem wrapped around you to act so drunk "she" could not even speak or walk, and you were carrying it out of the bar towards your car. But that could be a one-time oopsie daisy, we all have one-time oopsie daisies, though admittedly yours is morally reprehensible and a sure ticket to hell. Which I can assure you does in fact exist in this reality. Also, judging by your comfort with the act it was most certainly not a one-time oopsie daisy. However, let's get off of a single moment of your life as that's just not fair to judge your fate by, let's focus on your entire lifetime of choices. You see the thing is that I see a lot of this world and you my friend *whistles*, your soul is as black as it comes." Victor told the man.

"That's not true!" The man trying one last time for a miracle.

"Jimbo, your soul is black as pitch. It's howling with the screams of all that you have hurt. It's carved with your deeds: murder, extortion, blackmail, r**e, intimidation, and everything else you have done to get what you want. And don't get me started with the smell, the word rotten just seems insufficient." Victor slowly explained to the hysterical man.

"I can pay you anything you want. Do anything you want." The man desperately pleading with the man.

"Here's the thing, the only thing I want is your life. Every debt comes due and yours has come this day, this night, this second. It's truly fitting how a man whose life has been defined by using people to get what he wants, not caring of how it affects others, is going to end for that very reason." Victor said while chuckling to himself.

"Who are you!?!?!" the man screamed.

"As I previously told you, nothing could matter less." Victor stated while shaking his head. He then proceeded to slit the man's throat, no need to extract the vitality while the victim was still alive. He then stored the vitality in a container he previously created.

Victor then headed to his motel room after a pit stop at a fast-food restaurant to grab dinner. No need to go hungry, he had a busy night ahead of him.

The first item on the agenda was fixing the damage caused by his ill-advised fighting strategy. The first step was a simple matter of sewing his bones, muscles, veins, and other biological components into the correct position. This granted him the stability to perform the next step of the plan as it was a more delicate process.

The next step involved first purifying the previously extracted vitality using the purifying aspects of fire. He would typically add the extracted flaws to create more Black Gold, but the small amount created was not worth the time and effort to create in his current condition. While his body was structurally fixed, he was his equivalent of anemic as the damage caused him to "bleed" vitality.

The final step of his healing plan was to absorb the purified vitality into his system. Afterwards he was right as rain and ready to move on to the next item on the agenda.

He almost lost a fight that he should have easily won due to his arrogance and lack of planning.

If he was going to go into fights, he had to be better. What this meant for him was better equipment as his base power would only grow with time and/or special materials.

While he continued to do his mana control and purification training everyday for several hours before bed, this was a long laborious process. The results of these techniques could be broken down into stages. Mana control could be broken down into: Beginner, novice, intermediate, high, master, grandmaster, perfect. He was currently on the border of master and grandmaster with his new paradox mana due to his past experience with mana control. Mana purity could be broken down into the following checkpoints: 10%, 50%, 99%, 99.9%, 99.99%, 99.999%, 100%. The closer one reaches to 100% the harder it becomes to improve. He was currently at 12% due to the process involving more time than skill. The fact that he could reach 12% with only several weeks of work on his new mana was solely due to his skill. Any improvement would take time and effort, as such it was not a short-term solution.

The first thing he did was create a new form of Bodi's Armor to protect him in future engagements. A full set of armor would be mighty conspicuous, so he created the new form of a bulletproof vest. While it did not offer a lot of protection, it protected his vitals. If he had it in the previous fight, he could have focused on his head and limbs. This would have led to an easier fight with smaller injuries afterwards.

The next thing he created was a gun that he named Showstopper. It was a large silver revolver with an ivory handle created with mana imbued with the concepts of stability, momentum, and power. Its purpose was to have stopping power and keep an enemy at range. It was currently fairly weak as it was just made of his mana with no supporting essences. This would be countered by the fact that he would be producing each bullet by hand, each bullet would be tier 1 just like the gun.

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Showstopper

Tier 1

'Interrupts other's performances'

A gun with incredible stopping power

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Victor then created another gun named Hotshot. It was a crimson handgun with an amber handle created with mana imbued with the concepts of explosion, heat, and stability to keep it together. Its purpose was to unleash an unrelenting assault on all who would oppose him. It, like the other gun, was currently fairly weak as it was just made of his mana with no supporting essences. He would be producing the ammo by hand like its partner, the ammo was based on bouncing Brians.

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Hotshot

Tier 1

'So, you think your hot, then you haven't seen my gun yet'

A gun with incredible damage output

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After he made some leather underarm holsters for his new guns, he turned in for the night after crossing the doll off the list of creatures he was searching for.