Ego vs Ego 2

Heh, you really thought I would just go on and edge you like that? DOUBLE UPLOAD, BABY WOOOOOO

Bold: Alastor talking and emphasis on certain words or sentences.

(AN: Please comment; it makes me very happy to see people enjoying the BS that I write, and it motivates me to write. :)

(Third Person POV)

While Alastor and James continued their fight, they didn't know a certain somebody was watching them. Through a phone's camera that someone had dropped, through a security camera guarding a bank, to a television store right beside them. A certain overlord's logo was plastered on all of them as he was watching through his lair, a disbelieving smile on his face.

The man was sitting in a chair in a dark blue room, surrounded by many televisions, all displaying the fight between the two.

The man had a flat-screen TV for a head that showed his eyes and his mouth; one of his eyes was a deep red, contrasting his blue face. He also had a blue suit with stripes on it along with a red bowtie. He put a hand up to the edge of his face and let out a small laugh before yelling, "Hey, Val, Velvette, come here. You guys have to see this!"

The man's smile on his screen grew wider as a little bit of blood leaked from his mouth from just how happy he was. He quickly pressed a few buttons next to him, recording the fight on the screens. "I… am so damn erect right now," he whispered under his breath as he put one of his hands in his pants.

(AN: This isn't a joke I added; Vox legit gets hard seeing Alastor get beaten, that damn bundle of sticks.)

(James POV)

My cursed energy flickers to life as it visibly covers my hands in a faint blue aura as I run at Alastor again, plans forming in my mind. 'He's definitely angry now; he's going to start slipping up and making mistakes. Right now I should focus on hitting his arms and legs first before hitting his head.'

I dash at Alastor again as I bob and weave the tentacles being thrown at me, constantly shifting the focus of my cursed energy from my feet to my hands while keeping the same level of reinforcement on my whole body. I pick up a loose brick and chuck it at one of Alastor's eyes.

He lets out a guttural scream as he holds his left eye in pain. "Oh, I will certainly enjoy ripping you apart ligament by ligament, flesh tearing and blood seeping from your body as you yell for death whilst I broadcast it on my radio!" Tentacles sprouted from the ground and erratically rushed at me. I tried to block some of them, but they were much stronger than I anticipated, hitting my arms harder than ever before. Pain exploded in my arms; I think I broke something.

I quickly rushed into one of the stores on his left side and tried to slow my breathing and make my presence as little as possible. He's way too troublesome to fight while he's giant like this; he clearly has way more power than he did when he was normal, and although he's angry, he doesn't care about collateral damage, so I can only stay here for so long.

I slowly look down at my arms, trying to assess the damage and mitigate the pain. I pressed a finger against my right forearm and let out a small hiss of pain. I felt that the bone had pressed down when I put my weight on it; it was definitely a hairline fracture. 'Okay, forget what I thought earlier; I was stupid back then. Now I need a way to nullify or neutralize that giant form of his,' I thought as I delved into my memories of Jujutsu Kaisen to try and think of a technique that could help me.

The first thing I thought about was Hana's technique, but that was an actual cursed technique and not something I could do with pure cursed energy. The second thought that came to mind was the perfect one for this scenario, domain amplification.

In Jujutsu Kaisen, domain amplification was a technique that Sukuna used to level the field against Gojo's infinity and was a technique that Mechamru set the blueprints for. It could nullify another person's cursed technique as long as the amplification made contact with the person.

The way this technique was used was by either making a simple domain around your fists or using that to try and cancel out others' cursed techniques. The other way to use it was to bring out the "inner domain." The inner domain was something every sorcerer had, basically representing their inner self and was the basis for a domain expansion.

I take in a deep breath as I try to clear my mind of any other thoughts but bringing out my purest self, trying to draw out all of my cursed energy, along with my inner thoughts and doubts. I cracked open one of my eyes to see the aura around my hands had changed. It was almost unnoticeable, but there was a definite difference thanks to my six eyes.

Instead of the dark blue, wispy, smoke-like properties of my normal cursed energy, my domain amp had a more solid feel to it, along with the color changing to be a light blue. I let out a small laugh as I closed my eyes again, barely seeing Alastor look directly at me.

I try to run through the back of the destroyed store I'm in; I hear the wind break as I take a dive and look behind to see Alastor's hand swiping away the store, completely destroying it. His grin seems more crazed as his eye burns with rage.

I wait until he looks to the right before making my move. I quickly focus my cursed energy into my legs and launch myself towards Alastor's face, cocking my hand back for the hardest punch I've ever thrown in my life… Well, lives.

Alastor barley gets a chance to hear me jumping before his good eye sees my form launching at him, my fist now being completely covered in domain amplification, its blue aura shining, along with black sparks shooting off of it. The solid blue aura becomes completely black as I brace myself for my first ever-

B L A C K F L A S H!!

The sparks of black fly from my fist as the satisfying crunch of Alastor's teeth being knocked out of his mouth sounded like a roar of my victory. His head hits the building to his right hard, and the building collapses from the impact. And in speed visible to the naked eye, Alastor reverts back to his "human" form again, being crushed underneath the rubble.

I land on the ground, breathing hard as I gather my bearings after that fight. I at least know why my body almost demanded I fight him; I got some good exercise in, and I even learned a new technique. But before I could continue my musings in my head, I saw a crowd of sinners all recording me.

I know I should say something cool, but I don't know what to say.

"It looks like the Radio Demon… Has just been silenced."

I say while raising one fist in the air while opening both of my eyes as a victory gloat. Unfortunately I still haven't gotten used to the overload of information the six eyes give me when my eyes are fully open and I pass out.

(AN: Sorry that this chapter seems shorter than the others. I thought that it would be cool if I challenged myself by writing two parts in a single day. Speaking of writing, how was the fight scene? Was it good? Bad? Trash? Let me know in the comments.)