Demo #005

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“Darn! You’re tough! I can tell you must be an alien,” said the hero. He was all the town could muster up to protect itself? Mecha was perhaps the weakest of all the superheroes. He was an android, a less than recent model. Steel and flesh grafted together to form a living machine in the form of a young man with brown hair and blue eyes.

Vral laughed to himself. Isn’t he the observant one, Vral thought to himself. What was it that gave me away? Was it the purple skin or the tail? Or perhaps it was the space-shuttle? “Are you what passes for a hero on this rock? If so, your planet’s doomed. I am Vral, The Master of All. You won’t be much of an appetizer for my hunger for war, but I’ll let you at least give it an attempt.” Vral was confident. He had never lost a fight and sought out new planets for more battles. He made everyone the same deal: Beat him and everyone under his control goes free. If he beats all the heroes of a planet, he controls it for eternity.

Vral was a tall alien, nearing an intimidating six and a half feet in height. His skin was a deep purple and was naturally tougher than any metal. His reptilian tail was much like a crocodile’s but it was many times more flexible without losing its strength. Vral had a retracting set of wings that, when in use, looked remarkably close to those of an angel’s. They retracted into his back, leaving it smooth. His mouth was beaklike and his eyes were similar to a human’s only that they had transparent eyelids and could see in bright light and total darkness. He wasn’t muscular by human standards, but he was many times more powerful than an average man.

“That will be your final mistake,” Mecha said as he charged at the alien. Vral caught his fist and grabbed a hold of his head. He pulled his fist backwards and tore the arm off the android. With that he launched a chi blast out of his other hand. The android fell to the ground heavily.

“Pathetic. I was right. This planet is doomed.”