Wonderland. A piss poor excuse for a world. But a world nonetheless. Morpheus could remember when his late rival Terradagger, a great mage once resided here. They had fought quite a few times actually...but I digress. A great battle was happening here, and where the heartless gathered, their leader was never too far behind. Ansem. The blood fucker himself and he had brought his pet dog along with him. Morph had one of those two, but he didn't want Cerberus to come in Wonderland and start marking his territory everywhere. Do you realize how much urine a bladder of a dog that size can produce...the streets would flood in piss. Morpheus stood atop the highest tower of the Wonderland castle, far above where anyone would be looking. He had been watching the battle for a few minutes now, studying the field, the motions, the tactics, and the intended target. He watched as Ansem and the Kurt Zisa had made their way to it. The Weapon of Shadows looked up to the heavens and raised both of his arms up to the sky. It was almost as if he were giving thanks to a higher power. It was a sight to see. His eyes were closed as he whispered something inaudible. He lowered his arms, turned around, and fell backwards off the side of the tower, head first plunging down toward the ground.
A Few Moments Earlier
The Underlord was walking towards the entrance to the Underworld to check on Cerberus. He was on his way back from having an orgy over at Jet Enduro's coliseum. At the gates, he heard a loud yelp and a growl from Cerberus. He rounded the corner and seen that a Card Soldier was backed up against the wall by Cerberus. The mighty dog beast backed away as Morpheus walked up. The card, with a sigh of relief handed the Underlord a letter and scurried away. Morpheus, now amused, opened the wrinkled piece of paper and read its contents.
”Dammit...” he said aloud as he ripped the paper up and crushed it in his fist and it dissipated into particles of Darkness. He pondered for a moment, considering his options. After a few seconds of silence, the only audible sound was the heavy breathing of Cerberus he spoke aloud. ”I'm going out...don't let anyone in, unless its Ikara. And if she comes looking for me. Tell her...I went to play poker.”
Morpheus was wearing his usual white-cloak with black tribal markings of the Nobody Symbol on its back. His hood was up and his face concealed. He whispered something as a Skeletal soldier rose up out of the ground and took off towards Olympus to send a message to Jet Enduro. He may be interested in some bloodshed like always. With that, The Figure of Darkness stepped forward as a portal of darkness swallowed him up and he was gone.
He appeared atop the tallest tower of the Castle in Wonderland, watching as a mighty battle took place below. The leader, Cool, was one of his newest minions. He had high hopes for this one. So he needed to come lend a hand to strengthen Cool's loyalty to him.
A Few Moments Later
Morpheus fell at maximum velocity. The sweet rush of adrenaline surging through his veins. The world passed him quickly almost as if it were a blur. Falling, falling, what was only seconds had seemed like hours. Then all of a sudden he flipped around, pulled his sword from its sheath and jabbed it into the side of the tower to slow his fall. Sparks flew as he came to rest on the ground below. Morpheus then UN-magically ran to where he had seen Ansem and the others enter the Bizarre room, yet he remained in the shadows unnoticed. Cool had just begun his attack at Ansem and had him distracted. Perfect. Morpheus darted out from behind them right next to the Kurt Zisa. The Kurt Zisa was directly in front of him. He kicked off of a wall with all of strength and the propulsion of his superior strength sent him flying forwards. He slid his daggers down his fingers from his sleeves and positioned them in between his fingers as if they were claws. He held one hand out like fucking Superman in front of him, and the other was laxed, ready to move in any direction to counter.
Regardless if the beast had seen him or not, and regardless if the Beast tried to knock him back, he had come out of the shadows too unexpectedly. He held his breath again as he slammed hard, like a fucking train straight into the side of the Kurt Zisa. With such a force that the beast would have no choice but to fall over and be unbalanced.
A lesser man would have been killed on impact, but Morpheus lived for this kind of shit. He thrived off of the adrenaline and fed off the blood. Without hesitation, Morpheus immediately used his other hand to begin climbing up the confused Heartless's side jabbing his claws into it as he pulled himself like a mother fucking son of a fucking spider monkey. Maybe the heartless would buck and sling his arms around to crush Morpheus, but regardless, he didn't give two fucks. He simply hopped over and rolled in and out of the way with precious, using his daggers to stick into the side of the monstrocity as he finally reached the connecting limb of one of its arms to its main body. Morpheus took two of his daggers, and forcefully jabbed them into the top of the arm and used all of his strength to pull down and began ripping away the flesh of the Heartless who was now likely realizing what was going on. Whether or not the Kurt Zisa had lost the arm, it was apparent when Morpheus was done after only a brief second because of his strength that the arm would be useless to it now. The beast cried out to its Master in pain. Ansem would now know what was going on by now. Morpheus kicked off the beast as it tried to knock him off and barely missed a swing of its arm undoubtably as it would keep attempting to hit him off. He performed a backflip, barely missed one of its arms as it swiped past him, and then Morpheus jabbed his knives into the arm. The momentum of the arm that he was attached to sent him flying upward, above the Kurt Zisa. They were in a room and he was flying towards the ceiling. He was facing upside down, he quickly threw all of his throwing knives straight down at the Kurt Zisa's head in the same spot. They stuck into the hard skull, all 6 blades forming a sort of square shape with their handles on his head. Morpheus had now reached the ceiling in his, what seemed like slow-mo action sequence, he kicked off the ceiling with all f his power and went straight back down towards the Heartless who probably didn't know WHAT THE FUCK was even going on at this point with this fucking spider monkey demon child from hell spawn. Morpheus had kicked off the ceiling with such force because of the brute he was, chunks of stone fell from the ceiling behind him. He pulled a Lance of Darkness from his back, he shoved it straight through the skull of the monster with both hands as he came down. RIGHT where his other blades had been forcing them even deeper into the brain of the creature. He immediately kicked up and did a somersault, grabbing one of the larger chunks of rock that was falling behind him and slammed it down atop his lance like a hammer into the Kurt Zisa's head even deeper.
He pulled the black Blade Misfortune from his side sheath. He stuck it about halfway through the beasts skull, grabbed the handle and began running down the back of the Heartless towards where Ansem may or may not have been with Cool and Joseph, slicing through the Kurt Zisas skin, attempting to spill all of the Darkness all over the floor as it opened up.
This had all happened within maybe a 60 second period while Ansem was busy with Cool and Joseph, by now he would have seen Morpheus and his pet fall. There was no way this thing could have even the slightest chance to survive the onslaught, and even if it did—it was in no condition to continue fighting.
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