“Give it up Argos, you may control time and space but as long as I can out think you in battle it means nothing!” Cyfer shouts as he lifts his tan muscular arm as three swords stab the smaller man through the chest. “Turning back time is simple… just a snap!” Serif snaps his fingers and the blades disappear and he dodges the sword when the shoot out of the ground a moment later.

“Big deal…” Cyfer kicks Serif into the air and knocks him around with six swords from his arsenal before spiking him down and impaling him on a spear tipped with an explosive head. Again he comes back but this time he drags Cyfer into a rift between time and space.

The damn guy pulled me into a stupid arena between worlds, “Care to make this an all out battle?” Argos gives me the most smug fucking grin ever… fucking asshole thinks he can beat me? “DIE!” three swords, 9 swords, from there they multiply until the air is swarmed with swords and other bladed weapons. “There has got to be over one hundred weapons flying around and not one can hit me!?” Argos says incredulously as he teleports all around the fucking place!! “If you would stay still they could skewer you and my job would be done!!” I shout in anger as I direct the swarm with simple hand movements. I hop on a blade and jump from sword to sword before grabbing Argos mid teleport and throwing him into one of the flying spears.

Time replays itself and Cyfer finds himself thrown back into the city with the time space trickster grinning cheekily, “One more time shall we?” three playing cards materialize behind General Storm and they slice his back and shoulders. “Why are ya doin’ this kid? What reason do you have for killing so many people and messing with the world!” Cyfer shouts as he materializes an arsenal’s wrth of guns to open fire on Argos. “Nothing good has come from this power sense I was able to use it, the police and government wanted me dead, I was hunted from the moment I turned 18… so I decided to have a little fun at the expense of all those who wronged me!!” Serif shouts as he dodges aroound the gun fire and throws a flurry of darts at the startled man.

Time and time again the older man kills the younger but he just keeps coming back, though his come backs do have more of a change, he is hitting Cyfer more, his doddging and timing are getting better and his attacks are stronger.

“After you retired nothing stopped them from passing a law that let them actively hunt me until the day I died!” Serif shouts as he makes a pillar of earth strike the Ex-General with enough force to send him through three buildings, the murderous intent behind the attack is different from his earlier attitude. This kid was seriously wronged by the one place that was supposed to take care of him, he had every right to do what he did but he took too far by getting innocent people killed so he decides that he has to stop Serif even if it kills him. “Be that as it may… I still have to stop you bud… you’ve killed too many people, and I know you don’t plan to stop!”. Once pulled out of the rubble Cyfer begins a vicious onslaught that his him killing Serif time and time again… until the trickster retaliates. “ENOUGH!!” Serif extends his hand and a green light envelopes Cyfer before he is smashed around on the ground until he is left bloddied and beaten on the cold winter asphalt, “I thought you would be the one to understand… to care, but I was wrong I guess…” Serif says sadly before bringing down a building to crush the older man.

Serif pulls Cyfer from the rubble and tosses the man across the street into a car and he begins to walk towards him with a couple of darts in hand, “Nobody seems to care that I’m a person too… it’s easy to think of me as a monster when I’m the one controlling the Infinite Loop… isn’t it?” Serif asks as he stands in front of the man. He looks down at Cyfer, expecting the older man to answer his question, “No… it’s not if you ask me…” that answer catches Serif off guard, but Cyfer goes on despite the confused look on Serif’s tan face, “That was until you decided that you were gonna take the lives of millions of innocent people… but I now know that maybe you regret it… so redemption may still be in your future?” Cyfer stands on shaking legs and holds his arms wide open, “Lets just dop this whole thing and go from here… hmm?” the older says with a smile. With a teary, sad smile Serif steps forward and embraces him, “Maybe next time kid… we’ll start again… sorry” three blades stab them both.