User:Zombie jotuc/The Genocide Era (Part Two)

The grey sand was littered with millions of dented and smoking barrels, and further along lay a scorched and twisted pile of gears and wheels, still smouldering. the occasional wind blew through the arena, making the pile of scrap rattle slightly, but not another sound was heard. this world was a broken, dead place. nothing could live here.

and nothing would want to. it felt cursed, devoid of soul.

it should never had existed in the first place.

and now, thanks to the crimes played out in this arena.

a new creature is emerging.

it cannot be detected. it will kill all tanks without the slightest pang of regret, sorrow, anything.

a dead body cannot feel, after all.

* as the ground begins to rumble, he tenses, ready to fire.*

he could not stop it.

but he could give them some time.

they must know, before it begins.

* the ground fractures, opening up a void of darkness. something growls.*

assemble the armies, waste no time...

this is the last day.

* a black, oozing sphere, covered in spikes and tanks, slowly pulls itself out of the hole. a red maw opens, and spikes within begin spinning*