Kazemitsu

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura watched the brief scuffle between the Dire Rat and Jason. It got a good bite in before something cracked. Probably its neck considering the death speed. A tad disappointing but it did what he wanted, it took down his health at least a little bit. Some of the Fanged Lizards poison landed on him and it burned a bit. A slight shift and he scraped it off on the dirt as he avoided the next projectiles nimbly. It was like dodging snowballs thrown by kids back in the real world. Except snowballs didn't hurt unless the kid was a rock packing prick. Those ones got eaten by snowmen.

A feminine voice rang out, one of the Dire Rats from before was speaking. He could see Mother Slime looked well and Ardur was there. Still, Asura was not going to let this go and his aggressive posture did not change. "To keep her safe this shithead needs to die!" He hollered back as he darted in. His body seemed to split apart before four ten foot long tendrils took shape. They were thin and pointed, looking like a rapier while the base of his body remained mobile.

Each of those tendrils whipped about for a moment before coming at Jason quickly. It was like being attacked by four people at once and rapiers were not something people from 2018 fought against. The spikes thrust at Jason, going to puncture as deep as they could and occasionally one would whip across the surface of him to leave deep scratches. Certain rapiers held no edge, true, but that tip was always razor sharp.

Assuming a rapier plunged in it would change into a clawed hand. Grasping at whatever it could within the other slime. Was he hunting for items? Or a core of some sort? Or just to rip out some of Jason's inner goo to weaken him further? Only Asura and his madness knew right now. And for those paying attention, no Asura was not remaining stationary during all this, he was constantly dancing around Jason to prevent him from running away again. The movements were swift but no movement was wasted, no energy lost without doing something important.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura didn't even grunt when Jason lunged back and used a point blank touch Mind Wave on him. He was curious as to why he had used a Warcry and that was answered soon enough. A pair of hisses rung out at the crest of the hills. "Not only do you attack my child you subjugate other living beings for your own purposes." He said, his voice frighteningly void of emotions. Another hiss and a Dire Rat was going for Jason, it seemed he hadn't taken over every being in this cave.

The red slime rolled back while simultaneously going to push Jason towards the Rat. Trying to get the two to engage while he avoided the poison blobs flying through the air He'd let the pair fight while he digested what he had absorbed from the ground. He wasn't being lazy either, he was watching Jason, the ground, and the pair of Fanged Lizards. As pissed off as he was he was keeping his focus on what he truly wanted. He refused to let his rage take him over completely, just enough to enhance, not enough to lose his mind completely.

I take no joy in using that Rat, but I've never been a fair fighter either. He thought. Even if it died instantly that was resources that Jason couldn't use against him. He had noticed just how many mana crystals all the magic users had plowed through. Mana didn't recharge rapidly here like it did in video games. Stamina seemed to go the same way, he had to eat to make it refill. But as per usual the Stamina charged slow while magic zipped up in a single go.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

It seemed his acidic body wasn't strong enough to work the stone as fast as he moved it through his body. Still it was covered, which was good enough since he was causing more damage. He recognized those bruises on Jason's membrane, he had sported them before to work on his own resistances. A system message that his Stamina was getting low lit up in his mind which made him snarl internally. To mitigate this drain, aside from eating, he stopped using Smash and he simplified his form into that of a ball. Simple, useful, and he was familiar with it.

The red blob was still hauling ass, and while he watched Jason he could see how he was acting. And that he had healed some. Probably from an herb, which Asura had none of. Then again I've used only four these past few days. He thought. Starting to think more Asura stopped using Item Throw I, conserving more of his Stamina and even shut down Overwork. He knew he'd out last Jason who had gone down a magical path. Whereas Asura has gone down the physical.

Their chase went a little longer before they wound up in a little arena of dirt mounds. The fuck was making these? Was it undead 'pods'? He didn't know what was going on in the cave really, he had meant to be leaving the cave damn it. Whatever, he could hit Jason from here. A pseudopod shot straight out at Jason who was still trying to out run him.While they tore across the ground Asura was still extremely mindful of the ground. Stone Shot hadn't been killing shots previously so he knew he could take some of them. He hadn't experienced that Rock Spike or whatever it was, but he had seen it used enough times to know what to look for.

As they hit the opposite slope in the little 'arena' it'd take Jason longer to scoot up that than Asura would take going across flat ground. Another Slime Whip rocketed out to try and hit the other Slime. It probably wouldn't hurt as much as a Smash nor just a full force blow since he wasn't able to get the momentum to make it stronger. But even tinks could kill giants if you were smart enough. Or persistent enough.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura was annoyed as he missed so much but the closer he got the more accurate he got. Some of the bone shards hit, but it was the stones he hurled that seemed to hurt more. Probably because he was applying Smash to them. He was gaining on Jason but it wasn't as fast as before, but still. Progress was progress. Those eyes littering his form seemed to get a joyful look with each time he struck the stone based slime.

Then he got a new skill. Throw Item I. Did that make him more accurate? He didn't care, he just continued to pick pebbles and stones up to launch them as hard as he could with Smash I. "You're on borrowed time, boy!" He roared as he shoved himself to go as fast as his body would let him go. Soon his body was eating at the stones, sharpening them while letting some remain blunt. Sharp disks of stone flew like frisbees, minus the arcing they normally did.

Asura was honestly surprised he hadn't been hit by a magical attack, nor by a System Message saying his Stamina was low. So he continued with his ravenous pace while also continuing to act like vacuum cleaner. Sucking up literally everything at this point. Sediments, algae, mold, lichen, rocks, twigs, insects. The sediments, plant life, and insects were pulverized by his acidic body. The stones were continued to be throw at a rapid pace. As it entered, he ate away at its surface to smooth it, before launching it with a wet crack.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

It fixed itself while I was away at a horse farm with the gf

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura's blow landed, a nice solid hit. But the sound wasn't, no bones crunching or flesh tearing. Just an odd sproing like a sound from Sonic the Hedgehog. Snarling his body changed once more. His maddened lunging dash replaced with a solid wave of red. Eyes dotted his body as waves of slime crashed forward. "Your puppets will not save you, boy! I will destroy everything for what you have done!!! Asura roared. He wasn't as big as Mother Slime but his sentience and that all of that murderous intent was intimidating. It was rare to see such rage where Asura was from.

Jason was to far away to hit, but Asura still had shards of rat bones within his gooey body. He had planned to act like a porcupine at one point. But right now they would make good projectiles. He lined them up within himself, much like a bullet was lined up in the chamber, and applied Smash to them as he forcefully ejected them from his body. He didn't have many, but he was aiming as best he could in his mad surging dash after Jason.

Obviously the closer he got to Jason the more accurate his shots would get. And he was getting closer. The amorphous slime was much faster than Jason and he was working himself as hard as he could to destroy that distance once more. His body was lacing with lightning, his Overwork cranking high as he acted like a tidal wave. He wasn't stupid either, he knew he'd be using far more Stamina than he should be. So he was sucking up any lichen and mold that was on the ground. Along with any insects that just unfortunately crossed his path. He was a literal wave of mad destruction at this point.

It ddn't take long for him to run out of bone needles. So he picked up pebbles and stones. But he didn't apply magic to them, he used Smash like when he had engaged the Skeletons. Sending those rocks, which were much easier to aim, screaming through the air at Jason.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

So discord is down for me, which is just fucking dandy.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura's mind was filled with glee as the skeleton goblin was finally destroyed. But his happiness was short lived when he heard a horrendous scream from behind. His 'attention' was drawn to Mother Slime who seemed to be crying and brokenly calling his name. Something had hurt her and quite badly.No no no nonononono Like a snake he slid over to her and immediately shoved his remaining herbs into her membrane. He absentmindedly sent a wide tendril to brush away the other skeleton that lurked near her, strangely not attacking yet. "Eat them, consume the leaves! They'll heal you!" He exclaimed, genuine worry showed in his voice. During the whole four days the people had been conscious he had mostly been monotone, emotionless. Mother Slime had helped him loosen up somewhat, but more importantly she let him teach her. He was more her parent than the other way around as this point.

He had never had children when he was a human and he had adopted Mother Slime as his own. Little bouts of red electricity ran over Asura's form as he turned towards Jason. His shift was quick thanks to his more liquid body. He had arms, basic three fingered hands, and a torso with a massive red eye in the chest full of fury. All of it aimed at Jason.

"You will die, foolish child. You will die alone and in more pain than your pathetic mind can imagine." He growled out. His voice was colder than ice and menacingly, not matching the psychotic rage that laid within that great eye. It would remind anyone of how a serial killer would speak and the tone they tended to use from movies. But Asura wasn't a movie, he was very very real. Asura had clearly not been of sound mind while alive. His arms, each his maximum reach, lashing out. Pulling his body forward as fast as he could. Almost like a mad dog despite the smoothness of his movements. Whatever adrenaline slimes could produce was going, making him move faster than previously shown. Each time a hand landed it was with a rather loud thoom followed by the rapid slither of his base. The drums of death coming for Jason.

It had been a long time since Asura had felt something aside from control. Control to not kill someone. To not cave their head in with a single powerful blow. To not tear them apart with machinery or tools. Here though, he didn't need control. He just needed power and force. Which he had both of within this small cluster of beings. So he let his control go, let his old murderous madness rise to the surface, fed by his rage towards the stone slime, for harming HIS child.

Despite his rage, Asura was hyper aware. Like when he boxed, or got in the scraps at the bars, he was looking around for any signs of actual danger. That great eye flitted about, looking at the ground. But that wasn't the full spectrum of how Asura was operating. His whole body was an organ, slimes didn't have a central set of eyes like humans. So why think like one? His 'body' was looking right at Jason as he destroyed the distance between the pair. One great arm pulling back, soaking with the red lightning of Smash aimed right for his center of mass.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura huffed as he took the two blows, but the skeleton goblins didn't fare much better. The spear wielders sternum was destroyed and the others ankle seemed to be dislocated. Which was strange considering they had no cartilage or sinew to hold them together. Either way he wasn't complaining until a Rock Spire popped up in front of him. Snorting he surged around it, flowing like water on either side of it as he went after the skeleton goblins. Of course he was interrupted once more by a Mana Bolt.

"Leave him be for now, Mother. Take the other Skeleton." Asura called out.

It struck him, giving him that familiar burning feeling. So he ate a Healing Herb, he had taken five hits so far. But a good tank didn't take risks when it came to health. Ignoring the ghost wisp he surged towards Gawain, the slower of the pair due to its ankle. Instead of becoming a slender tendril he used his whole body as a stretched wall. His entire mass glowing as he went for a Smash that would hold all of the power he could muster. His liquid nature gave him a good spread but nothing was perfect.

So as a follow up, in case he missed, a pair of bludgeoning pseudopods would lash out towards Gawain since Asura wouldn't have taken his 'eyes' off of it. He had been aware in this body for roughly four days and he had gotten used to his jelly nature. His mind was adapting quickly to the slimes way of sensing things as well so his movements were less erratic.

Metroid: Final Protocol

He stepped into the room, he's not in the corridor and hasn't since he tore the door out of its housing.