WHOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSHHHH!!!!!

  KA-BLAM!!!

  “What have I done??? WHAT HAVE I DONE?!!!” Magnus cried out at himself after he had landed rather forcefully just outside of his small hut dwelling located in the thick brush of the Rannukan Woodlands.

  Still coated in the fresh blood of the four Thundrukii Mercenaries that he had broken back at the Marketplace just minute-cycles ago, the World-Breaker stepped out of the impact crater he had created in the dirt after his powerful landing.

  Reeling from kroonishly revealing his true identity to masses of innocent Rannukan and non-Rannukan civilians that populated the Marketplace, Magnus walked around the front of his Hut manically.

  _

  MAGNUS, YOU KROONE!

  YOU THRACKING KROONE!!!

  Do you realize what you have just done?!

  DO YOU?!!!

  You have just signed the death sentences of literally EVERYONE THAT OCCUPIES THIS WHOLE PLANET!!!! .

  URGH… THRACK YOU! YOU KROONISH SKOGGER!

  THRAAAAAAACK!!!!!! YOOOOOOOU!!!!!!

  _

  “RAAAAAAH!!!!!!!” Magnus roared as he accidently reduced his Hut to pile broken, splintered wood and rubble with his emotion-fueled telekinetic abilities.

  With his temporary homestead now lying in ruins due to his constantly fluctuating emotions, Magnus fell to his knees just a few feet away from the edge of the impact crater and wallowed in self pity, anger, and despair.

  Landing on the ground just a few clicks outside of the general vicinity of Magnus’s Campsite was the young Jorrakan, who had initially tried to gain the aid of the Thundrukii Mercenary Band for whatever cause he was trying to rally others to fight alongside him for.

  “What the thrack???” the Jorrakan huffed in confusion once he saw the Breaker of Worlds wallowing on his knees in front of what looked to be a destroyed hut type of dwelling.

  Scrunching his brow, the Jorrakan vigilantly watched Magnus as the bearded ruffian contemplated his next move within the fractured bounds of his fragile mind.

  _

  I cannot keep running.

  Every time I leave a world, tis BROKEN not long after.

  Broken by those who I once called my ‘friends’... My ‘brothers’... My ‘sisters’.

  They shall come for me now.

  Tis only a matter of time.

  How much time, I wonder?

  A week-cycle? A month-cycle?

  Thrack… Perhaps even sooner than that.

  Ugh… I do not care. Not anymore.

  I grow tired of running… Of hiding.

  If… No. WHEN they come here, to Rannuk, I shall not run.

  I shall not hide.

  I shall not fight.

  I shall… SURRENDER.

  Tis the only way to stop this world, along with several others, from being broken.

  From being eviscerated into sheer NOTHINGNESS along with its race.

  Just as I did when I was one of them.

  Ugh… How could I have ever taken such ‘grand joy’ in such senseless destruction? In such senseless death-making?

  I do not know.

  I…

  _

  “Yes, you DO know, World-Breaker,” Little Jaiya said as she now stood just a couple of feet away from a still ‘down on his knees’ Magnus.

  Raising his head upwards slightly, Magnus looked through the long strands of his craggily hair at the young Crixan girl.

  “You do know the answer as to why you took joy in all of the worlds that you… AND YOU ALONE broke during your time as a Galactic Decider, World-Breaker,” Little Jaiya continued, causing Magnus’s eyes to redden. “Pride. You found grand pride in breaking worlds, World-Breaker. Pride… As well as joy… GRAND JOY.”

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  “NO!!!” Magnus shouted, causing the Jorrakan from off in the distance to jump slightly in fright from behind the tree he was hiding behind. “I did not find pride! NOR JOY in all of the breakings that I SOLELY committed! You lie, girl! YOU LIE!!!”

  “I am not the life-form who is lying here. Tis you… And you alone… WORLD-BREAKER.”

  “Urgh… Guh… Why? Why must you keep on torturing me? I know that I am a piece of worthless raxx. The lowest of the LOWEST life-form to have EVER existed in the whole ‘Verse. I know my crimes. The countless atrocities that I have willingly committed through countless cycles. I see them. The life-forms whose life-forces I extinguished with a mere thought. Every time I close my eyes they come to me and say nothing… THRACKING NOTHING!!! They just stare at me… As if they want something!”

  “Not ‘something’, World-Breaker… SOMEONE.”

  “Who? Me??? Tis I who they want? If so… Then can thracking have me. I am done with this wretched life-cycle that I have been cursed with to live. So thracking done, I be with it…”

  “I will not lie to you, World-Breaker. You are the one that they, along with myself, want… BUT we require someone ELSE first. THE GRAND EMPEROR ALIXANDR CORVINUX VOLTAI--”

  “URGH… NOOOO!!!!!!” Magnus raged as his eyes flashed bright, stark white for a brief moment, causing a wave of telekinesis to pulsate from his body and course all across the Rannukan Woodlands.

  This telekinetic pulse even managed to knock the Jorrakan backwards from behind the tree, falling to the ground with a befuddled expression on his scaly face.

  “I shall not kill Voltair! I SHALL NOT!!!!” Magnus angrily blared whilst Little Jaiya continued to look upon him sourly. “My day-cycles of extinguishing life-forces are over! OVER, I SAY!!!!”

  “Really, World-Breaker? Tis over, you say???” Little Jaiya mocked. “Well then, tell that to the FOUR Thundrukii Mercenaries whose bodies… AND ENTRAILS you used to drench the whole Rannukan Marketplace not too long ago…”

  “I did not mean for that to happen. I… I… You… YOU!!! YOU ARE REASON WHY I KILLED THOSE THUNDRUKII! YOU MADE ME DO IT!!! YOU!!!!!!”

  “No, World-Breaker. ‘Twas not I. ‘Twas you and you alone. I only told you to aid the helpless Rannukan Girl… Not to kill anybody. You are misinformed… ONCE AGAIN.”

  “No… NO! You’re wrong! YOU ARE WROOONG!!!!” Magnus angrily raged, sending out another burst of telekinetic force that ruffled through the Woodlands again along with a few miles of farmland that lied beyond it.

  With his eyes reverting back to their normal color, Magnus stated, “You wanted me to kill those Thundrukii! You wanted me to kill them because… because…”

  “Because why, World-Breaker?” Little Jaiya asked. “Please, do tell of your… ‘assumption’.”

  “Tis not an ‘assumption’! Tis the truth! THE TRUTH!!! You wanted me to save that Rannukan Girl in hopes of myself getting into some kind of altercation with those Thundrukii that would eventually lead me to…”

  “Breaking them???”

  “Yes. Breaking them. You wanted me to break them in hopes of reigniting my vengeance. My vengeance for all of the lies that Emperor Voltair, Lero, and anyone else ever told me along with the rest of my fellow ‘siblings’.”

  With his face now slightly shaking, Magnus continued in a broken tone, “My vengeance for breaking your home world of Crix…”

  “Tis OUR home world, World-Breaker.” Little Jaiya corrected.

  “Ugh… Guh… I do not wish to live a milli-cycle longer… I do not DESERVE to live.”

  “If you seek salvation… Or redemption, World-Breaker, then you know where to find it… And how to claim it.”

  “No. I will not. I… I cannot.”

  “Then TRILLIONS more shall perish by the command of Emperor Voltair… AND by the blood-soaked hands of the Galactic Deciders. Do you hear me, World-Breaker? DO YOU???”

  “Yes. I hear you… And yet… I DO NOT CARE. I am dead. THE WORLD-BREAKER IS DEAD. And dead, we shall BOTH remain…”

  Little Jaiya lowered her brow again as Magnus continued to wallow in his sadness and guilt.

  Rearing her head back now, Little Jaiya said, “Well then, if it be ‘death’ that you seek, World-Breaker, then death shall find you… SOON.”

  Opening his eyes again, Magnus repeated, “Soon???”

  Raising his head upwards, Magnus looked forward to see that Little Jaiya was now nowhere to be found.

  The World-Breaker resided in confusion on his knees, lingering on what Little Jaiya had just said to him until…

  “MAGNUS???”