The God and The Tide

An empty cliff sits quietly, as the wind sweeps across. Suddenly, the gale howled, and the very bones of the cliff—the jagged rocks and loose shale—began to stir.

A loud crunch is heard as a man steps out into the open, the rocks flowing toward him.

“Keeping me of all people waiting? Your disrespect astounds me.” He ties up his long, orange hair. His brown eyes squinting as he hears a groan.

‘Ragh urhg.’ Disembodied sounds came as the black before him forms and creatures appeared. They crawl; some eyes hang out, while others have their jaws slightly off and detached.

“I am the Great Thesis and yet you put such worthless beings in front of me?” He scowled, the stench of the rotting flesh offending his senses even more than their presence. His arm glows as it extends out; the rocks float above forming into mini spears.

‘Creation magic: Flurry Spears.’

The Spears flew toward the black tide shooting through the monsters. They run through the spears, completely unharmed by the power.

“What a waste of my time. Fine then, I will give you what you wish for.” Thesis grips his hand into a fist as the rocks form a hammer. His right hand grabs it and dashes at the beasts. His speed was a blur, a sudden crack in reality as he reappeared in the center of the horde crushing beast after beast turning them into the goo they came out of.

‘Creation magic: Rock Slam’

He slams down killing the last bit that stood in his way. His hammer disappears as he looks up at the goo. An agitated groan leaves his mouth as the goo moves together. The bubbly mass swirled into a towering beast, its claws slamming down on the cliff shaking the area.

“RAAGh.” The beast screams as it pounces on Thesis. He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, body glowing as a wall of solid stone erupted from the cliff face, parrying the beast's attack. Thesis moves back out of reach and glares directly at the beast.

“Time to finally die nasty beast.” His arm raised high, shining as the sun reflected him before a large meteorite tore through the sky toward the beast.

‘Creation magic: Magnanimous sphere.’

The beast extends its claws to block the attack to no avail. It pushes past the beast defenses as a loud screech is heard before the black tide plops on the ground.

“Any more annoying tricks? Or are you finally ready to be murdered.” Thesis shouts into the air. The black tide seems to react to his words as it dashes toward him. He dodges with ease as the black tide lands in someone’s hands.

“Hm… Beelzebub. You finally reveal yourself.” Thesis turned to look at the person. Their short silver hair with pink tips bounced as they skipped forward. The Black Tide flows into their veins. They stop and look up with a smirk. Their eyes, heterochromatic, one pink and one purple. Cracks replacing their pupils.

“Sooo Eager Thesis. Are all Gods this eager to die?” They laugh loudly as their smirk grows. Thesis frowns, dashing at Beelzebub with murderous intent. “I guess you’ll meet your siblings sooner than expected.”

They dodge with ease as they kick at Thesis in the face. He reacts quickly as he blocks getting knocked back skidding across the cliff.

“First the God or peace, then of war. Now Thesis, God of Creation. I must be on a roll.” Their cackling sounds out. Thesis glows once more as his anger matches. He attacks relentlessly, every punch dodged.

Thesis’s anger reaches a pinnacle. He crashes his hand into the ground. Dust flows around blocking their vision.

‘Ack.’ Thesis feels a kick to his abdomen. He flies back, his hand digging into the ground to get a grip.

“Got you.” Beelzebub smirks and points. Thesis looks down as the black tide spreads on his body. He screams in anger as he charges up sending another meteorite.

‘Creation magic: Magnanimous sphere.’

Beelzebub looks up and continues to smirk as it lands on them.

“Even after all your incessant talking. You could never beat me. I am Thesis, the strongest of the gods and your- ack” Thesis stops as he feels something. Beelzebub hand in his chest, gripping his heart before… a tear. His heart is ripped out as his eyes widen.

He stands in shock as he stumbles looking over. A bite grabs his attention. Beelzebub took a bite of his heart, licking it. They walk over, throwing the heart off the cliff.

“A shame. Had your jealousy not fueled you, we could’ve stayed together. Maybe even got married... Maybe.” Beelzebub smirks flicking Thesis’s forehead as he falls off the cliff. His body slowly turning into the rocks he once owned as he lands. Crashing into multiple pieces.

Beelzebub looks down at what remains and laughs. They twirl and dance as they skip away without care.