The end of the fight has reached the final phase.
Ding!
Rashin and the curse of the fallen corpse vs the terror of hunger.
Ding! Ding!
Rashin returned to his death-maniac self, Shattering and destroying himself as fast as he could, not giving terror of hunger any chance, preventing and obliterating his best weapon... Time!
Ding!
Rashin found the best weapon to counter the constant attacks of the terror of hunger.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Killing himself countless times, thinking while committing his self-slaughter to buy time for himself as much as he can.
Rashin would take nearly 5 seconds to kill himself once.
Ding! Ding!
So, he only has to self-murder himself 48 times at max in a duration that doesn't exceed 4 minutes.
Rashin has to come up with the vital how to shatter the terror of hunger before he reaches the self-slaughter number 48.
'I will shatter you, I will cease you from existence, I will cause your own vanish into the voids, Terror of hunger!' Rashin reached his 10th death. Only two more away until the first-minute passes, leaving him with 3 more to counter or it's goodbye.
Ding!
'How?! How?! Think! '
Ding!
'Ok, but if this won't work'
Ding!
'Ah, that won't work either.'
Ding! Ding!
'Think faster! Faster!'
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
After two minutes and 50 seconds, Rashin was down to his last two deaths before he fails the trial. Anyone would think that would definitely win over the terror of hunger at the end, but truth has to be said. he was lost! Lost in his thoughts after he accounted 26 deaths, a flashback devoured his subconscious, making and forcing him to not be able to think even a bit.
Until that moment, he was immersed in this flashback. Only in the last 10 seconds did he finally come to his senses, without any answer! His time was consumed and he was left with a mere 10 seconds. He completely lost!
'Lost?! Hehe Hehe., Nah, I found it. I have put my hands on the counter that will bring you down, terror of hunger...' his smile started to grow wider, his lips kept curling upwards, his eyes darkened and his black haloes shined.
It was sunset at that moment, the sun was leaving, delivering its last rays of light on the world and Rashin himself. The death maniac, the terror Rashin has found the absolute counter, which is simply:
Rashin raised his hand up above his head. This time, he didn't intend to deliver a pitiful blow like always to shatter himself from within... No! What he is about to do states him, as the most maniac terror between them all.
He drew his hand closer and closer to his pale face, exactly closer to his… mouth!
The relics shone right in front of him, not giving him any other time to spare on his free will.
[Last warning!]
[Hunger is about to devour you!]
[Time remaining: 5 Seconds!]
"Hehe... cough! hahahahaha!"
[Time remaining: 4 Seconds!]
His hand, getting closer and closer. Rashin opened his mouth to do the most sinister thing anyone could think of...
[3 Seconds!]
"Good Bye... cough! Terror of... Hunger!"
[2 Seconds!]
His hand was in between his teeth now, opening his teeth ridge even wider.
[1 Second!!!]
Crunch!!
***
Coming back to his senses after a short margin of time, the whistling of birds! Which seemed to be migrating, waterfalls dropping water on the rocks at the bottom.
Rashin stared in silence at the window at his right and then at the whole room around him, The wooden chair that had a few cracks on it, the wooden table in front of the chair with the wooden plate that rested in silence on it. Everything was the same as it had been before. He was still covered in a torn brown blanket... That had so much red on it.
Of course that was his precious red liquid that scattered everywhere around him every single time he self-slaughtered himself.
'hehe, so... I lost! All my efforts went in vain.'
His left arm was resting under the torn blanket, while his right arm rested on top of it from the outside. His blanket was bathed in his blood... completely! His whole body, his hair, were also bathed in his blood, railing on the bed below him and then on the floor. Rashin painted almost everything around him with his precious red liquid.
'Sorry, Anikii. I couldn't fulfill my promise. I lost! I failed you! Terror of hunger devoured and tore us apart... you are the victor, Terror of Hunger!'
Silent: "Aniikii means' my brother' by the way"
Rashin raised his hand which he had bit in order to increase hunger points... by eating his flesh and drinking his viscous red liquid. That was what he managed to come out within the last 10 seconds... But he didn't make it and failed the trial.
Locking his gaze on his hand where he had bit moments ago, thinking... just thinking in despair!
'Let's start from scratch once more. I would never give up...'
Suddenly, the relics shone again in front of him, interrupting him in the process... with a shiver running down his whole spine.
Ding!
[3 hunger points gained!]
[3 Thirst points gained!]
'huh?! What!!' his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide... Rashin was shocked yet he was over the moon! Rashin hasn't lost yet... the fight of terrors is still running!
'hehehhe my counter succeeded after all. Well, let's push our limits once more, Anikii...' glancing at his name's relic again...
[Name: Rashin]
[Thirst:14/100]
[Hunger:4/100]>>>[Warning!]
Rashin felt like he had been granted a second life in this hellish trial, but he still was in the danger zone against the terror of hunger... this time he knew what he would do... Rashin is about to become the flesh eater terror!
With this plan in his corrupted mind, he began initiating his sinister, hellish flesh-eating sessions.
"I... am... cough! Cough! The fleshheaterTerror!"
After he killed himself 47 times adding to the 160 times from before he is currently 207 deaths... A death maniac at his peak yet he has a very long road lies ahead in this hellish trial...
Strength: 2.06 ( 19 SP)
[Deaths: 207]
Before he could begin his new method of self-slaughter, the relics shone once again...
[Hunger has been suppressed at the last second!]
[A huge reward shall be granted!]