Miguel roars, masterfully spinning around and knocking down dummies with controlled strikes, before falling to his knees, panting.
Happy leans on the wall. “Undying’s alive. He regened in the hospital.”
“Uh-huh…” said Miguel.
“Talked to Anna recently?”
“No,” growled Miguel.
“Your kid?”
“I talk to my kid. Yes. She’s my baby.”
“Antlion?”
“Yep. Kitty Cat.”
“But not Anna.”
“We just… stay in a room and sit there,” said Miguel, panting with muscles twitching after spinning and kicking down the last dummy, tearing it to pieces. Miguel growls, confidently.
“Miguel… You’re going to eat yourself up and turn yourself into a monster. You’re… dissociating.”
“Lisren, Step-on-a-bee-boy,” growled Miguel. “I am an Aswang. MY HERITAGE is an Aswang. I read that I was the most dangerous race in the Multiverse once. So, I suggest YOU BACK. THE FUCK. OFF!!!” he growled.
Happy just stares at him. “I can articulate that you are… slipping. I suggest you try therapy. Or talk to Anna.”
Miguel growls.
Meanwhile, Anna is just there, still tending to their daughter. “Hi! Hey! Hello…! Daddy loves me, I know. I know. It wasn’t his fault,” she said as her daughter cooed. “I’m scared of hurting him… when I say something bad. Or vice versa. I wish we won’t take turns in taking care of you, and do it as co-parents… not… whatever this is. I… I just wanted to say that I feel like I am making things worse by not speaking with him. People say, ‘Why are you doing it?’ Because I can’t say anything… Because I cheated… he’s right… And I always think I don’t deserve him…” Myrmex begins crying, thinking about how he and Aurora are kissing. She cradles her baby and just cries softly.
Myrmex smiles, cradling her while the cat brushes her legs.
Myrmex sighs and coos, walking away. Myrmex passes by Miguel, who ignores her and takes the shift to watch the kids.
Myrmex sighs, eating some fries only to see Aurora outside.
She puts on her mask and hops out of the mansion. “What the fuck are you doing out here, huh bitch!?”
Aurora sighs before slowly shifting into someone else…
Myrmex holds her fists up. “You wanna fuckin’ go? Wait-...”
Eradicator appears before her.
Myrmex’s eyes widen. She hops up and dropkicks Eradicator, who uses some sort of pheromone to change his appearance.
He transforms into her father. “You fucking… failure… You’re not my daughter…”
Myrmex stumbles down and kicks it away.
Myrmex roars, beating Eradicator down, strangling him with her thighs, and beating him over and over.
“Erararararadidididicate…” he hummed and whirred. He grabs Myrmex and slams him to the ground.
Eradicator grabs Myrmex and slams her to the ground.
Eradicator keeps forcing the illusion on her face as Myrmex sobs, struggling to break free. “Cry. Burn. Fester. Break. Crumble… That is what you are… You are nothing but a damaged little creature who begs to leave the lion’s den.”
“Stop…” said Myrmex, tearing up. “Please… STOP!!!”
Myrmex grabs Eradicator by the head and snaps his neck, but he slowly turns back to her.
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Myrmex strikes him over and over, but she is pushed into a tree.
“Myrmex?” asked Askal.
“Why not fucking help me!?” Myrmex turns back and sees that she isn’t fighting anyone.
Askal sighs, crossing her arms.
Askal serves some Ceylon tea to Myrmex. Myrmex takes a sip from the teacup served to her just above the tiny platito, making a pretty steam from its hot water.
Myrmex facepalms.
“Ready to open up yet?” asked Askal.
“No,” Myrmex shook her head.
“Hm…” Askal’s eyes looked up and lay upon her saddened face. She memorized every twitch of her muscle. She blows a sigh from her nose. “Being a parent isn’t easy. But I’m just as worried for your child as I am for you. You know how I killed my Dad, right?”
“Yeah,” said Myrmex, eyes getting concerned.
“Sorry. Didn’t mean to freak you out,“ said Askal, as the pair laughed. “You ready to talk?”
Myrmex shakes her head.
Askal sighs.
“I cheated on him back then.”
“Why?” Askal got intrigued, eyes squinting and ears raising.
“Insecurity. I thought I didn’t deserve him.”
“You still think that way?”
“No. Not until recently.“
“What happened? Reaps said something happened, but he won’t tell us. It isn’t his to share-...”
“He kissed a Morningstar variant,” said Myrmex. “His parents made me feel… like I’m unwanted.”
“Stress is dangerous. You were just fighting nobody in the rain outside-...”
“It felt real.”
“Just talk to him, dude,” sighed Askal.
“I’ll… try,” said Myrmex.
Miguel manages to shatter another training dummy by spinning and kicking the wooden device’s pieces away. Miguel tiresomely panted.
Miguel hears the baby cry and immediately teleports into the room, only to see the Aswang King inside the room with his cooing child.
Miguel angrily transforms into an Aswang and ticks the joints in his wings, staring at the King.
The King brushes his finger over her face as Miguel growls angrily. “So. How’s the stress, boy?”
“The fuck are you talking about?”
“Huh… Seems that it didn’t fully work yet. I’ll fix that. Getting impatient after all.” The Aswang King takes out a knife and cuts the baby’s face.
Angrily, Miguel roars and punches the Aswang King, crashing him into the walls.
The Aswang King sneers, bouncing his foot as he shrieks and charges toward Miguel.
Miguel throws a punch into the Aswang King’s face, creating powerful shockwaves with each strike.
He beats the King over and over. “DON’T. TOUCH. MY. BABY!!!”
Miguel grabs the King by the neck, who grabs his wrist and sumo slams him into the concrete ground.
“You’re getting stronger,” said the Aswang King.
“You’re getting stupid. You think you can touch my fami-?” Miguel is then hammered. The King grabs his face and scrapes his face into the ground, but Miguel’s denser skin just shrugs it off. He spins and throws a hook that shatters the King’s teeth. He regenerates and growls at him, booming a shockwave from his throat as he beats the Aswang King over and over. He blasts flames into his face, then vomits a glowing beam of acid into the King’s face, causing him to growl and slam him again.
The Aswang King sighs. “I GET IT-!!!”
Miguel grabs his face, teleports, and slams him into a giant pine tree. He skewers him, pushing him down, as the pine tree’s leaves all get shorn away. Miguel roars and beats him over and over, ticking his wings as the Aswang King struggles to break free from the pine tree skewering his entire torso. Th King shivers in pain, and Miguel just kept on hammering his skull over and over, causing his head to bounce up and down upon each strike.
He grabs the back of his head and continues beating, as the Aswang King cuts his body in half and goes Manananggal mode, with tentacles from each stub as he crawls on the ground and mauls Miguel down.
He punches back, creating shockwaves all over Miguel, shattering his bones as the Aswang King recombines and shatters Miguel’s skull. “Lemme tell ya something, kid. What I can do… is incomprehensible to that little head of yours.”
“You hurt my daughter,” growled Miguel. “I’ll never let you-...”
The Aswang King grabs him by the throat and flies into Everest. He drops Miguel right there, splashes spices all over him, and Miguel begins to freeze over, wheezing. “Our empire is crumbling, boy. There are only so few of us left. Only around a few hundred thousand on our planet.”
“Why?” Miguel shivered.
“There was a Multiversal attack by a council known as the Morningstar Council. Collected my people from my planet a few years back.”
“‘Council?‘” asked Miguel, shivering.
“Yes. But now they’ve been replaced by yet another regime. Happy Hornet’s Food Enterprise. Some fuckin’ franchised fast food restaurant from your world. In reality, it prays to a Pantheon known as Praed Shivus. My people… need you…”
“What for?”
“Your genes. I’ll give you a harem. Women from every corner of the Multiverse. Impregnate all of them, why don’t you?”
“I never wanted that.”
“Heh…”
“I love… Myrmex.”
“HAHAHAHAHA!!! Don’t worry. She’ll be satisfied. Maybe I’ll make her one of my slaves’ mates. Just not yours. You, after all, are the stronger genome. She’s weak, just as the lower castes,” he smirked, with Miguel frowning with disgust. “HAHAHAHA!!! I’m joking! Aswangs are above her species. And your daughter? We’ll put the varmint down.”
Miguel throws a punch but falls to the ground.
The Aswang King kicks him over and over. “Thirst. Freeze. Look at you, fallen in love with your domesticated boar.”
“Shut up… Don’t CALL HER THAT!!!”
“Shhhh… I’ll give her an honorable death. Feast on her flesh with my brethren. She’s a fine breed.”
Miguel throws another punch, only to be kicked down.
The Aswang King leans before Miguel. “You still believe that morality is a constant on every planet. We were bred this way.”
Miguel bleeds on the ground.
“My wife disagrees with my methods, but, I told her this is the harsh truth… Come, my boy. Be the Aswang Prince.”
Miguel’s eyes quivered in horror.