Lost in the abyss, surrounded by the void of nothingness, Stella slowly regained consciousness. As she struggled to focus her blurry vision, she realized she couldn't feel her legs. For a moment, she believed she was dead, resigned to the idea of experiencing the afterlife.
"Wake up, wake up, Stella," a voice called out, pulling her back to reality. Though she couldn't discern the identity of the speaker, their urgent tone spurred her awake."What... What does the afterlife really look like? I can't wait to see it," Stella mumbled in a low voice, her thoughts muddled by confusion and disorientation.
Before she could dwell further on her supposed demise, a resounding slap jolted her senses, snapping her back to reality. "Now, are you dead? " Dorothy's voice rang out, her tone laced with concern. "I knew that would work. This isn't like you, Stella. You don't give up just like that."
"Dorothy? Is that really you? What is happening? Where the hell are we? What is this place?" Stella exclaimed, her mind racing with questions as she struggled to make sense of their surroundings. The walls appeared to be a moving dark fog, illuminated only by occasional bursts of lightning.
It was so dark that it felt like night, and Stella could tell instinctively that they were no longer on Earth. The place was unreal, with only a small star providing faint illumination in the otherwise unknown arena.
While we were at planet Obskuria, I sensed your presence close by but not in our reality at the same time. At first, I didn't want to believe it was you, but something told me to investigate. I could only guess you were in a construct reality. I was able to bend the fabric of reality to confirm my suspicions, and that's when I saw this place. You were unconscious and not under anyone's control. I'm surprised you're alive. That attack back then should have evaporated your entire body, but that's not the case. The main point now is who created this construct reality. It's unlike anything I've ever seen before.
Whoever did this must be very powerful. What the hell is going on here, Stella?" Dorothy said, her voice filled with concern."Like I know. You just woke me up. The last thing I remember was you, Dave, and Lang about to kill me. Then somehow, I found myself here. No, this is all on me. It was me. I knew it.
The Obskuria planet is a kill switch. If you guys are in Obskuria, it only means one thing. He has to be the one. I'm sure about it. What's going on there now, Dorothy?" Stella asked, her voice tinged with urgency. "It's a disaster, Stella. All the Izigans are now battling The-void and his aligned force of the Titans. Before the war, our only hope was lost. Dave should have returned, but no one has heard from him. It's said he might be dead.
Cole has been missing. You know what may have happened to Lang. I barely made it back alive from an inverse black hole on a mission. Many have died in the battle. Right now, all seems to be lost," Dorothy explained grimly."Not the Obskuria planet. I was right. He planned all of this out, and it worked. They are all going to die," Stella said in an intense manner. Just then, someone began to approach them from a slightly close distance up ahead. Dorothy couldn't believe what she was seeing. It was a twelve-feet-tall creature standing on two legs, its entire body dark with glowing yellow lines. It wore huge metals covered in grey and black. Its presence alone made the atmosphere denser than usual, its cosmic energy surrounding it powerfully, felt by both Stella and Dorothy
"It's him. Of course, he would be a Tranamite," Stella said with certainty."Him, who? Do you know what that is? Of course, it looks like a Tranamite," Dorothy asked in confusion Even so, why does this cosmic energy look so familiar? It's like I've come across it before," Dorothy pondered silently. With determination in their hearts, both Dorothy and Stella assumed their fighting stances, ready to confront the looming threat.
Stella's Izigan markings began to glow white as she expelled a powerful cosmic energy, but it paled in comparison to what awaited them."It was actually a bad thing. I underestimated you, Dorothy. Your special ability to manipulate and alter reality made it possible for you to cut into my own construct reality.
Well then, you see, everything was just simple from the very beginning and was so easy. Using you was so easy, Stella," the Tranamite taunted.Dorothy was stunned to hear the creature address her by name and speak as though they had a long-standing acquaintance. Though she recognized it as a Tranamite, this one seemed different, and her sense of recognition regarding its cosmic presence remained elusive. As she allowed the scene to play out in her mind, it seemed as though Stella knew who it was."I knew you were the one all this while, the masterpiece using us as pawns. Why are you doing this? They are people, they are my friends. How long have you been waiting to achieve this? No one would have thought it had been you all along. You have to end this now," Stella demanded, her voice brimming with force."You should know by now that there is nothing to be done if you are telling me to stop. It has been their fate all along, the uneven race.
You all still don't know your actual purpose of creation. Let me enlighten you a bit. You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment to come. Father would be proud of what I have achieved. Well, he is far too old to rule now, so it would be my turn, even if it requires taking it by force.
All these years of building my own empire, and all of you acted as obstacles, obstacles that don't know their purpose. My brothers thought they were smart, but I was smarter. It took me two days to learn your language and an hour to understand humans.
All I needed was a clean way to execute my plan and nothing more. Well, you are in my construct reality now, so that means you two aren't getting out. This is where you both die," the Tranamite declared, intensifying the wind currents around them and increasing his cosmic energy exponentially.As tension filled the air, the entire place became colored with their cosmic energy, setting the stage for a fierce battle to the death.
Both Stella and Dorothy swiftly approached the Tranamite, their determination unwavering as they prepared to unleash their cosmic energies in a display of strength. Stella realized just how unevenly the odds were stacked against them, but she remained steadfast in her resolve to fight.