𝔐𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎.

— blow to send the doppelgänger towards the roof of the chamber. “Our selves are our own, forged by the allies by our side and the trials they help us overcome, they’re not for anyone to decide, Darkstalker!” 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

— X would reverse the grapple and pull in the gastly doppelgänger to the eye of his flaming tornado, the light of his attack erasing all shadows in the hellish domain, with only one holdout—due to expire by the Demon Breaker. 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

— Once more the fight pushed him to evolve! Not his weapons, but his abilities. The tenacity of Demon Mode merged with the infinite possibilities of his design, manifesting into a form he’d call Demon Breaker Mode. “Let me show you… my meaning.” 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

“Toy with our selves all you want—I’ll keep fighting back so long as hope remains. You’ll never be able to take that from us.” 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

— end. Letting his blade become like a grappling hook, he yanked hard on that silk stream to twirl the pretender around ‘til letting her fly through a fleshy wall at passage’s end, ejecting Marionette into a lava-filled chamber with nowhere else to run. 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

— paint trail coming off the faux-succubus down the winding labyrinth of pulsating flesh hallways. It wasn’t uncommon for prey to relocate to a new grounds, it simply fell to the hunter to ensure they’d no time to lick their wounds before the hunt resumed. 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

— “X” formation across her hide, simultaneously lashing with an inferno’s heat and the toxic, corrosive poison of a wyvern’s talon, both especially powerful against the wood he assumed her to be made of. “—You can’t escape a HUNTER!” 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

— retort finished. “We don’t need to run away from who we are to have fun, nor do we need you to dictate how much better things are with those identities stolen.” His weapons sheathed and he extended a hand. “Give us a chance to show you real joy.” 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

— the partygoers, trapped with her hunter in a realm of reversed walls, tarnished interiors, and a blood red sky. “You’re stuck with me now. I’ll be just as happy to let you go if you release my friends from whatever spell you’ve cast upon us.” 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

— him towards the root of these strings and games, X steeled himself as he walked down those maze-like hallways, denying the fleeing Marionette the opportunity to hide, no matter how desperately she ran. 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀#FIGHTORFRIGHT ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 》》𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗢. ⠀ 「 ⠀ 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀-『 🆅🆂 』- ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝗠𝗔𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗘 ⠀」 ⠀

— following the string that dared make puppet of his self to the hand that guided it, even if it meant braving the bowels of hell itself to save those stolen selves. 【 #FIGHTORFRIGHT 】