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Exis — [I wonder how Cole would react to yet another demon dropping by...]
His lips twisted into a smirk as darkness crashed onto the light.
Not this time, he projected. They were clashing in space, and the silence was deafening.
I am stronger than you, Megano... again. That was the name of his rival, and they fought often. Often being whenever he wasn't being thrown around, sucked into thousands of different realities. Once a reality started, not even the strongest being could interrupt the cycle until it was completed. Trust him... even in his primal form, he hadn't been able to open a rift. As long as something existed somewhere, the curse would not relent.
This next collision between them would tear apart the universe, he knew. Uroku didn't care, nor did his rival. A master of creation, the [man? he still didn't know] could just reverse time, or recreate the world and restore whatever they ruined.
He rushed in at the fastest speed possible, arm pulled back and ready to summon, to strike, when something yanked him backwards. It felt as if was ripping him apart, pulling his throat and stomach to the west while the rest of him sped east.
———
The air returned, scorching his lungs, and when he opened his eyes, the light nearly blinded him. A feral snarl escaped Uroku, and he fought to regain some sort of comprehension.
Then he noticed thst he was falling; downwards was pointed towards his back which rendered his wings useless... whatever. He didn't need wings to fly.
As if an intangible wall was in front of him, Uroku grabbed the air. He skidded downwards as gravity refused to let him stop, scowling at nothing in particular.
He could sense golden shadow, and Megano always faced him head-on. Realities always began with the fading in and out of conciousness... which meant that this was something completely different: someone had seriously just yanked him from his second favorite universe.
"Seven hells," the grey-scaled demon growled. His red eyes glinted in broad daylight.
Come out, come out, whoever you are, Uroku projected. He sensed two beings, one supposedly male and supposedly one female. The male was closer, and more likely to meddle, he bet. The demon prepared himself.