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  1. It was time to purge the evils of this world. A warrior of the sun had come to purge the demons of Hell, but more importantly...he needed to release the pent-up evils that lay within himself. Hell was an area where he could go loose without worry that he himself would disturb the chaos of this world. His breathing would ramp up as the Sun Warrior would pant, his body tired from holding back what was about to be unleashed. An aura would be released from him of vile origin which was something one wouldn't associate with this usually calm being. With each step, he took his presence grew stronger as he'd hold out a hand towards the ground. Falling down in a sleep-like trance as he would gracefully let his body fall towards the ground. As he did so his body would phase through the ground, seemingly phasing through dimensions in order to reach the demons of hell. A portal would appear in the skies of Hell, right above Hell as an ear-shattering screech would be heard across the plane. The face of a being so terrifying most demons in the area covered their face in horror once they saw it. His presence alone would bring most of the demons to a dead state, lifeless on the ground from his overwhelming power. This was a being who had been held back for millennia, and after just being released it wasn't happy. Intense negative emotions had set this individual off, and no positivity would calm it until its rampage was over with. His presence was of an entirely different nature from this warrior of the Sun. It was cruel, malicious, bound in some realm of evil which it had obviously adapted into its own biology. This was the being that was no longer contained, this was...The Black Sun. He'd condense his body down to a humanoid form, ready to wipe this realm of all life.
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  3. The Black Sun walked into the scene with his hands placed behind his back, as if there wasn't a massive rampage going on right in front of him. He'd dash forward before appearing behind a group of demons, deciding to make his presence known by putting these fools on display. A hand would rocket forward as the Phenex attacked the fighter in front of him, an attack aimed towards his heart. He'd pierce right through the man's body as blood out splatter every, and alert the demons beside him that there was a threat near them. As they turned their faces changed like every other person who happens to know what a Phoenix is. True, utter, unimaginable terror was blatant on their faces, and The Black Sun couldn't have enough of it. He swung the limp body of the dead man across the battlefield, warning the monsters on the other side that death was on its way. A hand would be sent flying towards the rest of the group, smacking them all into oblivion as they died from the impact of being smacked away, and landing on the ground with such force. Then the Phoenix continued his rampage.
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  6. The screams of the damned were music to his ears, the sight of destruction, death, and terror was the most beautiful work of art ever created, and the smell of blood was akin to a five-star meal being prepared right in front of him. It simply enriched him with excitement, ensuring that he wasn't going to stop anytime soon. The Phoenix jumped into the middle of battle, spotting countless fighter rush at each other like madmen. Hands would fly from the Phoenix as everything his struck would be blasted backward, and sent towards another area of the battle. Eventually, people would begin to spot The Black Sun, and more people began to charge him down. He moved with grace, and fluidity, easily dodging and countering any strikes that came his way, occasionally mixing it up with a blast or two. Within moments he had piles of bodies at his feet, and pools of blood coming from them. Some began to run, others would continue to fling themselves at death, but some got smart and hid, attempting to think of a strategy while the Icer mowed down the idiots of this battle.
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  9. The Black Sun sent out a shockwave of power, sending everyone back as he needed some room to speak. "Don't you think this is pointless...Make this more fun for me.." His voice would echo across the wasteland, as he began to float into the air. A finger would be raised as he looked down at the ants, scrambling to recover, and hide. A small orb of energy would form above his finger before expanding to the size of a small moon. He'd watch as everyone fled the area out of fear of what the Pheonix was about to do. He had accomplished what he desired to do, draw out those who decided to hide. "Just kidding." The orb would dissipate as the Black Sun shot towards his prey. A trail of dust would appear behind him as a testament to his speed, quickly appearing before the fighters. A few brave souls called to everyone in trying to create an alliance. "LET'S ALL ATTACK HIM AT ONCE!!!! HE CAN'T SURVIVE ALL OF OUR ATTACKS!!!" The Black Sun would laugh before muttering a few words, "Is that a challenge?"
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  12. The Phoenix would move one of his feet behind the over and held out his hands. Countless explosions would fly towards him as he simply created a barrier around himself to block their attacks. Minutes passed by before his attackers began to tire, and stop their assault, dust was covering the Phoenix as the warriors combatting him thought they had won. Of course, they hadn't, The Black Sun would stand there with a wicked grin on his face before flying up into the air. "You said I wouldn't survive, did you? Let's see if you survive this." He smiled before pointing his index and middle finger towards the crowd. The Phoenix's fingers flew up, and so did the ground below the battlefield. A MASSIVE explosion would be summoned by him, destroying everything within a twenty-mile radius from their location. Limbs, blood, organs, and everything else a body could produce would be scattered and flown every as The Black Sun managed to blast apart every single person in this battle, with just a simple movement of his fingers.
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  14. Hell had been wiped out of all life except him, and his goal was accomplished. The darkness that surrounded him dissipated as his rampage ended. He burned up into the atmosphere to be reincarnated in another location. His mission was completed, his life was over.
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