Author Note
Hey everyone Iam_Hastur here, this message will be short, as it is more like a commission more than anything else. I am here to announce that OWOY main artist MM or Midnight Muffin has recently open up a Patreon if you want support him the link is below that will lead you to his Patreon. He also open for Commission if you are interested in getting your own original art finished. I will also send the Sketches and Line Work he done this far Kaly.
Kaly Sketches by Midnight Muffin
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The storm had broken, leaving the night sky clear and studded with stars. Nier soared through the heavens, his massive eagle form cutting through the air like a blade.
"Hopefully I can find something decent to test my abilities on."
He said to himself.
As he keep flapping his great wings, spanning three times a man's height, even now he recognized this new energy inside him, and the same energy the coat the world.
He could distributed it through out his organs and limbs.
As he was doing now as his wings thrummed with Gaian energy, each feather crackling with latent power.
No longer confined to his sector, he arrowed toward the middle countryside, where Flux activity burned brightest in his newfound senses.
The Divine Brand on his, now hidden in layered feather's pulsed faintly, a warm beacon guiding him.
His instincts, sharpened by Mnemosyne's gift, like Hestas, who could sense one another and locate Fluxes enemy the sickness to world, and mankind enemies he too seem to acquired this trait, even if himself was a fellow Flux.
He could sense them now, their chaotic energies dotting the landscape below, each a distinct ripple in the Gaian currents.
Most were weak, other where strong, some where fleeting sparks, they come and go.
Still other make him feel afraid, as such he avoided those, however one stood out ever since he has entered this Sector.
It was strong but not too strong, as he could feel a dense, oppressive pulse in the distance, radiating power that made his blood boil with anticipation.
"That’s the one."
Nier thought said, as his slitted red eyes began narrowing into the distance.
"Strong enough to test what I am now capable of.... Yet not too strong to be a massive problem to take on."
He banked eastward, wings slicing through the crisp night air. The countryside unfolded beneath him, rolling hills, scattered farms, and dark forests bathed in moonlight, and The Great Cleave, as night sky was flood with it usual supernatural Aurora.
But as he continues to fly.
He sharp senses pick up the sound of screaming, and gunshots, or sharp crack's that echoed from below piercing the quiet night.
"Forward it is then."
His wings flap faster, the cries, and the great power he sense, was all the tell tale signs he needed to know that he was close.
And when he reach, he began to zeroing in on a sprawling farm nestled in a valley.
Smoke curled from the barrel of a shotgun gripped tightly by an old man staggering across the farmyard.
Blue blood stained the grass where he had just blasted a strange, spherical creature, its lifeless husk twitching faintly. Several more littered the ground, their glowing cores on their upper parts dimmed till the blue light faded, no longer a threat. With the right weapon, these lesser Fluxes were easy prey.
But Nier, circling high above in his eagle form, felt a prickle of unease, mirrored by the frantic barking of the farmer's dog below.
The air thrummed with a deeper menace, this wasn't over. The old man spat, reloading his shotgun with trembling hands.
"Damn Fluxes! Like hell I'll let you steal my cattle again!"
Woof! Woof! WOOF! The dog's barks grew desperate, hackles raised.
"Jesus, Sazy, calm down girl!"
The old man snapped.
"It's over, why all the noiiiaaAArgh!!...
His words cut off as his feet lifted from the ground, his body yanked upward by an unseen force. And the shotgun slipped from his grasp, clattering to the dirt.
"What the hell is this?!"
The old man's voice cracked with terror as he flailed, his body floating higher, legs kicking uselessly against the air.
His dog dangled beside him, whimpering, its paws scrabbling as if trying to swim through the invisible force.
But they weren't alone.
Cows, sheep, and chickens all hovered unnaturally around them, their bodies twisting mid-air, yanked upward by unseen strings. Their panicked bleats and squawks filled the night, legs thrashing futilely as they were dragged toward the dense forest bordering the farm.
The old man fumbled for his rubber boots, yanking a pair of worn pistols from them.
"Show yourself, you devilish spawn!"
He bellowed, voice a raw mix of fear, anger, and defiance.
"I've got enough lead for all of ya!"
He fired wildly, the muzzle flashes lighting up the darkness, but the bullets vanished into the night, swallowed by the unseen force. Each shot echoed with desperation, his aimless barrage hoping to hit the culprit.
Yet the pull only tightened.
He, his dog, and the writhing animals were dragged deeper into the forest, the gunfire's fleeting sparks illuminating their path until the pistols clicked empty, ammo spent.
Nier circled high above, his massive wings silent.
The man's scream meant nothing to him, a fleeting distraction in the hunt. He watched the direction of the pull, the animals and the old man vanishing into the dense trees.
There, he thought, the Brand's glow intensifying, drawing him like a compass. Whatever lurked in that forest was the source, the Flux he had been seeking. He dove, following the path from above, his eagle form slicing through the treetops without a sound.
The forest thickened, branches clawing at the sky, but Nier's keen vision pierced the gloom.
Deeper in, the trees parted into a clearing, and there it was... Standing in an open feild.
The creature loomed like a nightmare stitched from flesh and gravity, its body a grotesque fusion of beast and horror.
Its lower half was equine, but warped, and muscular...eight spindly legs, coated in matted blue fur, splayed unnaturally, each step making the ground shudder as if held by an invisible force.
Its upper half was gorilla-like, hulking and muscular, with arms that ended in jagged claws, flexing as if crushing the air itself.
The entire form seemed to pulse with gravitons radiating a bright blue light, its blue flesh rippling with glowing pink veins, and a powerful shimmering gravitational aura constantly wrapped around it.
The barrier itself seems to give it - it's own gravitional feild, strong enough to distorted the space around it.
Where a face should have been, there was only a spherical, gaping mouth that was look like a black hole, lined with pink writhing, hook-like tongues that lashed out like living chains.
It had no eyes or nose, muchless eats, it had just it's maw, pulsing with hunger, drawing everything toward it.
Objects orbited the beast in a chaotic storm: uprooted trees, shattered farm tools, levitated animals, and the old man, spinning slowly alongside the other debris in a vortex around it's body.
The dog whimpered, dangling helplessly, while the old man's muffled screams faded as he thrashed. A sheep drifted too close, and the creature's tongues lashed out, snaring it.
The sheep was snatch quickly reaching its mouth, and began to spaghettify, it's body elongated as disseapear within the singularity of the Flux mouth.
Seeing this Nier began to smile as he said
"Well, you're one ugly motherfucker."
He muttered, from afar flying towards it, his heart pounding with the thrill of the unknown.
In a flash of red light, he dissolved his eagle form, plummeting to the clearing. And he landed with a ground-shaking thud, shifting into his other form.
His body surged taller, muscles hardening like forged steel, black draconic horns curling from his head. Red claws gleamed, and his hair bristled, each strand tipped with a controllable black stinger.
Wisps of Gaian energy swirled around him, his horns drinking in the atmosphere's power at a ferocious rate, meanwhile the Brand on his chest began to blaze red and alabaster as he passively started to collect Gaian energy like plant.
Alas — he could feel it.
Whatever it was, it was an immensely strong entity.
He had never seen a creature like it, nor read of a flux like this on the Flux Biography Website. There were plenty of unclassified fluxes; surprise was the last thing you could afford when you faced one with the intention of fighting or killing it.
But Occultist Eye would soon reveal it nature and it's rank.
Name: N/A
Race: Fulcrum
Age: 12,738,627
Synopsis: Originating from a dimension where gravity itself possesses sentience, the Fulcrum is a primal entity centered around a specialized core embedded within its form. This core generates a powerful gravitational field, binding organic and inorganic matter into a grotesque, golem-like body. The creature’s shifting form, blending pulsating flesh and jagged debris, adapts by absorbing its surroundings, reshaping them into a cohesive, ever-evolving mass held together by its internal gravity. At its heart lies a bizarre portal, a gateway to an internal pocket dimensions roughly the size of a village. Within these mini realms, flesh-like organisms spawns randomly, to survive it consume the material within, in a looping cycle to feed it's endless insatiable hunger for matter. This constant consumption ensures the entity never starves, its existence a paradoxical loop of creation and destruction, tethered to the chaotic will of its sentient gravity.
"So it's basically a living pocket dimension in a way ha, Fluxes are truly odd but very fascinating creatures indeed."
Nier stood in the clearing, his current form towering and ready, claws flexing as the fulcrum spherical maw pulsed with hunger.
"Grhaghahahghhhh....
It growled at Nier, primal instinct kicking in.
"As expected it is hostile, very well then let's get this over with."
The orbiting debris, trees, tools, animals, and the old man, spun faster, the air humming with a low, oppressive force that made Nier's horns tingle.
The Brand on his chest glowed, whispering possibilities, but offering no easy answers. He would have to feel this out, adapt on the fly.
"Let's see how you handle this."
He muttered, lunging forward.
His Authority Unlimited kicked in, as he tap into his reserve and he use body modification to change his form.
He extended his arms, morphing them into whip-like tendrils tipped with his stinger hair, lashing at the Flux's blue-furred legs.
The strikes connected, slicing fur and drawing blood, but the creature didn't flinch.
Instead, the air thickened, and Nier's tendrils slowed, pulled downward as if weighed by invisible chains.
Gravity spiked.
Nier's feet sank into the dirt, his massive frame creaking under the pressure.
He growled, trying to pull back, but the Flux's gravitational aura intensified, crushing him toward the ground. His horns flared, drawing Gaian energy to bolster his strength, but it wasn't enough...the beast's field was like a living trap, bending space to pin him.
"Shit, this thing's playing dirty."
Nier thought, muscles straining. He couldn't charge in blindly; he had to think smarter, adapt like the shapeshifter he was.
Drawing on his Authority, he compressed his body, shrinking his density to slip free of the crush.
His form compacted, bones and flesh reforming into a sleeker, agile version, slimmer limbs, elongated claws for precision strikes. He rolled aside just as the ground where he had stood imploded into a crater.
The Flux rumbled, its eight horse-like legs stomping, sending shockwaves that warped the earth.
Debris from its orbit hurtled toward Nier, a shattered plow blade spinning like a deadly disc.
Nier morphed again, inflating his arm into a massive, padded shield of dense muscle and bone.
The blade slammed into it, embedding deep, pain lancing through him, but he held.
"FWUCKKKKK....
He shouted.