Does anyone else think all comic characters (particularly the superheros) are draw to perfect and muscular, this isn't as a much of a problem in low detailed art, but with med-high detail almost every character is built like a body builder with near perfect sexual features from what we're shown.
The Silver: Forward x Backward - Volume 6
I was having the strangest day.
Not because I was outside time and space - that was normal. Not because I burnt my tea - something that shouldn't be possible. And certainly not because the Abomination was not repulsive this time - the concept of a pretty Abomination was completely wrong, but Abominations are wrong by definition, so I let it slide.
The reason was that I was about to fight three Abominations. The Abominations were working together. And that had never happened.
The room I was currently in took the form of a velvet, luxury playroom. In addition to the toys, however, there were weapons scattered around, and metallic spikes all around the floor. The three Abominations were each relatively weak, but together, they were clearly very powerful. Each of them was a girl dressed in a bikini, but the bikini was made out of bones and flesh. Their facial features, however? Incredibly and enchantingly beautiful.
The brunette Abomination - the one I named Katherine - was clearly a user of spells and magic. She rested on a bed, while her other two sisters - who I called Catherine and Quatherine respectively - each took up arms around her.
It would've been nice to study this. Oh well. I suppose I'll just have to study their prophecies.
I stepped out of the doorframe, and immediately tossed my spear at Catherine. It hit her squarely in the jaw, and I warped into the throw, summoning several more tridents which I used to spear her in the abdomen and ribs. All three of the Katherines? Catherines? Quatherins? All three of Atherines screamed bloody murder.
"Bik stuppea flamma lumina rufus fornicatur pugnes contra eam!" Katherine screamed. A trio of red balls, made of scarlet ribbons appeared. The ribbons immediately went for me, trying to bind me. I let them, and as the ribbons began to strangle me, I rewound time.
Everything around me halted, and I pushed against the Atherine's self imposed laws of physics. Thankfully, they were much more lenient than other Abominations' laws, and I overcame them to come back to five seconds before Katherine cast her spell. I joined myself in the fray, and stabbed Katherine in the back with my spear. A jet of blood leaked from her back, and I dug my spear deeper into the cut, until it cut through her bone bikini.
"Egh," Katherine murmured, and her corpse suddenly evaporated into the scarlet ribbon orbs.
That left two Atherines. I took notice of my surroundings. The other me was fighting Quatherine, and Catherine was applying a liquid to her weapon. I bolted to get Catherine, but Quatherine tossed a dagger straight into my thigh as I was moving.
"One moment," the other Angelica whispered, and she rewound. She reappeared behind me with a multitude of Sylvan healing scrolls. I took them and rejuvenated myself, but as I did, Katherine was healed simultaneously.
"Of course," I realized, "If the the three Atherines can link to each other, they can link to me."
I tried another few times to resist, just in case. I managed to get Katherine again, and Catherine twice, but each time one of the Atherines hurt me badly enough I needed to heal, and start the whole process over. I was not going to survive this fight conventionally.
"Hold them off!" I yelled to the other me, and I broke open a portal in space-time, and jumped into Terminal.
Terminal was the space chronomancers used for large-scale time-travel. It was a space between space, and a time without a time. I ran through it-it took the appearance of a bland, gray airport-until I found what I wanted. A disturbance caused by a legendary artifact, clearly from another realm.
I popped through the gate into that time, and fell from the sky. As the ground came closer and closer, I whispered spellwords until I was daintily floating downwards.
I landed on the field. Where was the disturbance, and the artifact...?
"Hah!" a familiar voice cried. A belt of water hit me in the stomach, and tied itself around my body and transformed into steel. I began to rewind, but the laws of the universe tightened around me. Three people walked into view.
"No. No. No. It cannot be you," I pleaded, "Please, don't let it be them."
"It's us," one of them sang.
I opened my eyes, and faced the unholy trio of Dual, Flute, and Lexa Ray.
I held the Overflight in my hands, tapping into its powers completely.
"This what you wanted?" I asked, taunting her.
"Lexa, be nicer to the lady," Dual scolded. Behind me, Flute scoffed.
"Get out of my face," Angelica said, ever so calmly.
"No can do," Dual said, "Look, we need your help."
"And I need an artifact that can affect other realities. So, unless you're willing to give me your Overflight, I'm not intrested!" Angelica yelled.
Flute sighed. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way," she said.
"I'll bite," the lady replied, venom in her voice.
I tried not to frown. From what I heard from Flute, this woman didn't deserve sympathy.
Then Flute cast her spell.
"Let's pray for her," Dual said. For the first time time, I agreed with his idea.