Check walks forward. His eyes glow grey. “Your reign of terror ends. TODAY!” He morphs into his Flojtandi forme. He says “You shall not end this world, Rahgnaroch!” Rahgnaroch turns. He grins, dark red eyes glowing. He spreads his claws. The weapons of Check's comrades glisten in the light. Attached to his claws. His black wings spread, the ice spikes on them shimmer, glowing with a faint blue light. He laughs. “You cannot defeat me. I have absorbed all of them. Their power is mine!” His crescent moon horn glows yellow. His tail smashes on the ground.
Check begins walking forward. His scythe comes out. He slides forward. He swings his scythe. Rahgnaroch swiftly turns, blocking with the left weapons, then claws forward with the right. Check lets go of the scythe with his left hand, grabbing Rahgnaroch’s arm, barely stopping his chest from being pierced. His eyes narrow, he shouts “Baldr!” His fist glows with light, he punches Rahgnaroch, then spins away. “Forseti!” The scythe becomes a sword, cutting through Rahgnaroch’s arm, tearing it off
The God of the End laughs. Shadows spread from his core, he regenerates. “Thanks to your friend Snow Tiger, I can regenerate.” Check growls. “Damn…” his scythe glows, he runs forward. “Thor!” His scythe becomes a hammer, he swings it, lightning arcing from it. Rahgnaroch raises his arm shield. The hammer crashes against it, with a sound like a thunderclap, knocking Check back. Rahgnaroch turns, bashing him in the stomach with the side of the shield. He grunts, folding inward.
Rahgnaroch grins, slamming his weapons down. Check coughs. “Loki! “ He vanishes, appearing a short ways away, holding his stomach. “agh…” he disappears again. Rahgnaroch looks around. “You cannot hide!” he shouts. Check's voice says “Nott! Vali!” He appears behind Rahgnaroch, his scythe is a poisoned knife. He swings it. Rahgnaroch turns, eyes wild, roaring. “DESIST!!” He punches Check in the chest. A shock wave spreads out. Check coughs, flying back, hitting the wall. His weapon drops from his grasp. He reverts to human form, and slumps down. Blood trails from his mouth.
Rahgnaroch walks to him. He lifts him by the throat. Check coughs, struggling to breathe. Rahgnaroch slams him into the ground, tail raising, stabbing downwards. Check moves his head to the side, the tail spears the ground next to it. It raises, then stabs down. This time, Check catches it. He breathes heavily, trying to keep the acidic tip from touching him.
Rahgnaroch sneers wickedly, pressing down. “Where is your bravado, hero?!” He cackles, as Check’s hands give way. His tail spears into Check’s head. Check twitches, then goes still. Rahgnaroch grins. He removes his tail, showing the hole in Check’s skull. He stands up. “Aww. That’s it? Pathetic.” He starts stabbing Check repeatedly with his weapon-claws, yelling “Get up! Fight some more, Godeater!” However, Check doesn’t move. Rahgnaroch stands up. He turns away. “Heh… that was way too easy…” He starts walking, exiting the cave. He raises his hands. Fire glows in them. “Now… this world ends.”
He bellows “Now… I call upon the powers of Destruction!” His body starts glowing orange. “Enter Ragnarock! Demolish! Destroy! OBLITERATE!!” lines spreading through his skin. Fire spreads over him. His horns catch fire, and grow from his head, becoming huge. Wings of fire grow from his back, along with a cape of fire. His fists become wrapped in fire. A crown of flames encircles his head. He rears back, roaring. “I am now ALL POWERFUL!!”
In the cave where Check lays dead, his spirit sits. He is watching the unfolding events. “I’ve failed…” He says. “All that. All that sacrifice. All that bloodshed. All for nothing.” He punches the ground. There is a shimmer behind him. “Is this what you truly believe?” A voice says. Check’s eyes open. They have tears in them. “Grandfather..?” His spirit turns. That of a man is standing there, leaned against the wall. He has a powerful golden aura.
Check looks down. “Grandfather… No, Arnebeck. I’ve failed. Your sacrifice was in vain.” Arnebeck crouches down. “Check. You have not failed.” The young warrior looks up. “Wh-what? What do you mean? I’m dead. It’s impossible.” Arnebeck sighs. “Check. What do I always tell you.” Check shuffles his feet. Arnebeck raises an eyebrow. “Welllllll?” Check murmurs “Nothing is impossible… the word itself says I’m possible.” Arnebeck nods. “Yes. Now… I have a gift for you.”
Check looks at him. “What? What do you mean?” Arnebeck’s eyes close. “Check. I’ve lived my life. It’s coming to an end.” Check’s eyes widen. “Grampa? What are you…” Arnebeck’s hand raises. Check goes silent. Arnebeck whispers “Check. Absorb my power.” The godeater gasps. “Grandpa. I can’t do that. I’d never do that.” Arnebeck walks towards him. “I am but one life. You need to do it. To save Midgard. It is the only realm still standing. If it is destroyed, Yggdrasil will fall. Existence will end.” Check cries out “Grandpa, I can’t! You’re my grandfather, and--” Arnebeck whispers “It’s what LizBeth would’ve wanted.” Check’s head goes down. Tears fall.
He looks up. His grey eyes are suddenly full of determination. “Alright. I’ll do it…” His hand opens. The Godeater Fist appears. It trembles. Check raises it, placing it on his grandfather’s forehead. “I’m sorry, Grandpa.” Arnebeck’s eyes close. “Don’t apologize.” Check nods, tears in his eyes. “Goodbye…” The palm begins pulsing. Arnebeck’s teeth grit, as he dissolves into Ether, being drawn into the hand. Check’s eyes open, his pupils tiny. He gasps, feeling power flow through him.
Rahgnaroch is sitting in the middle of a city. He smiles, watching as the humans run in terror, lava following them. His eyes look up, narrowing. Fire glows around him. There is a beacon of light in the cave that he killed Check in. He spreads his wings, flying towards it. Light explodes outwards, blinding him. He covers his eyes, his arms steaming.
The light clears. Rahgnaroch uncovers his eyes. Somebody is floating in the air. They have golden wings. Their left eye glows with a light blue. A symbol is in the eye. A symbol of a star. It splits, becoming multiple orbs. Gold. Light green. Dark green. Brown. White. Orange. Tan. Gray. Eight of the realms. It raises something. A half silver half goldlongsword, with spinespointing towards the tip of the blade. coming out of it, pointing forward. The person says “Ar-ne-beck” Gold light flashes around them. An aura forms. Silver lightning crackles. Sparks fly. He looks up. “Rahgnaroch. I am your final opponent. I am the hope of this world. This existence! My name is Check! And I am a Flojtandi!”
His arms go to the side. His wings flare. There is a boom, he rushes at Rahgnaroch, swinging his fist. Rahgnaroch blocks, holding his fist in place, slowly twisting it.. “You fool! You cannot--” Check turns, whipping Rahgnaroch across the face with three feathery tails. Check spreads his arms, golden flames forming around him. The faint image of a Phoenix glows behind him. Rahgnaroch spreads his own arms, black and purple flames come into existence around him. The faint image of a dragon appears behind him.
Seeing the Phoenix, Rahgnaroch grins. “Oh. That old fool lent you his power did he? Well, that’s too bad. I still have the power of all your friends inside me. You cannot defeat me.” He charges Check, running in the air, swinging his right claw. The weapons on it glow, along with LizBeth’s shield. Check crosses the blade in front of him, it glows golden. The claws clang against the sword, creating an explosion, sending them both backwards with an explosion of smoke.
Check explodes through the smoke, sword glowing. He slashes it, a slash of golden light flies through the air, cutting through Rahgnaroch’s left arm. He roars in pain, the weapons fall to the ground. There is a faint shimmer, they become the figures of (Insert names here) appear, blinking in confusion. Rahgnaroch glares at Check. “You’ll pay for that!!” Check’s face becomes angry. “There is no telling how many you’ve hurt.” He raises the blade again, leaping up, spinning, crashing down on Rahgnaroch, who manages to block. Check twists around him, getting on his back, blade below his throat. The flames seem to have no effect on him.
Rahgnaroch shakes his head from side to side, trying to dislodge Check. Check pushes the blade into his throat slightly, eyes cold. “How many did you hurt, Svikari?! You’ve killed and killed and killed, without any thought! You don’t deserve life!” Rahgnaroch yells “Svikari is dead! I am Rahgnaroch! Svikari died in Niflheim! From your hands!” Check whispers “And he’s about to die again.” Rahgnaroch’s eyes widen, terror showing on his face. “You wouldn’t kill me, Check. We’re best friends.”
Check’s eyes glow with a golden grey light. “My best friend died in Niflheim. From my own. Two. Hands.” He slashes the blade across Rahgnaroch’s throat. The demon coughs blood. He roars, it turns into a gurgle. “D-Damn yoouuu!!!” Fire explodes outwards.