Dark's Pre Crisis [Origin]

The sky above was split with fragments of dimensions, reality itself tearing open as beings from the World of the Strongest Souls flooded in. Each one radiated a different form of overwhelming power, their presences colliding like crashing waves. The air grew thick, charged with an intense energy that weighed down on everything, each pulse threatening to tear the earth apart.

Kenzo stood still, a calm amidst the chaos, his gaze steady as he sized up the endless swarm descending on him and Dark. His lips curled into a faint smirk.

Kenzo: (to himself) So, they finally sent someone worth my time.

Dark, battered and exhausted, could only watch as Kenzo's aura flared. Even as the beings surged forward, surrounding them in a seemingly inescapable circle, Kenzo didn't flinch. Instead, he took a slow step forward, his aura intensifying until it practically scorched the air around him.

Dark: (thinking) How can he stay so calm? There's no end to them...

One of the creatures—a towering, monstrous figure with skin like molten stone and eyes that burned with a crimson fire—lunged first, its claws reaching for Kenzo. In a blur, Kenzo sidestepped the attack, his hand shooting forward to seize the creature by its face. With a simple squeeze, the being shattered into fragments, each piece disintegrating as if touched by pure annihilation.

Kenzo: (grinning) That all you got?

The other entities hesitated for just a moment, their momentum stalling as they observed Kenzo's effortless strength. But soon enough, more charged forward, their roars filling the air, shaking the ground beneath them.

Kenzo raised one hand, dark energy swirling around it before he unleashed it in a burst of sheer force. The impact was devastating, ripping through the front line of attackers and scattering them like leaves in a storm. Even those who remained standing felt the shockwave, stumbling backward from the sheer force.

Dark's eyes widened as he struggled to understand the scale of power Kenzo was wielding, a power so intense it seemed to outclass the very forces they were up against.

Dark: (thinking) He's... holding them all back. Alone.

Kenzo's eyes flickered toward Dark, a hint of amusement crossing his face.

Kenzo: (smirking) What, surprised? I thought you'd realize by now... I'm unstoppable.

More beings closed in, their attacks growing fiercer, more coordinated. Some hurled blasts of energy, others wielded weapons forged from forgotten realities. Kenzo weaved through them all with an eerie grace, sidestepping attacks with inches to spare, deflecting strikes that could shatter entire worlds with a flick of his wrist. Every movement he made was precise, almost effortless, as though he were barely even trying.

Kenzo's laughter cut through the din of battle, a dark, mocking sound.

Kenzo: (taunting) They sent all of you, and this is the best you can do?

He raised both hands, and in an instant, energy coiled around him, forming into a vast, dark orb that pulsed with raw power. With a sharp motion, Kenzo unleashed it, the blast ripping through the crowd of attackers in a wide arc, leaving only scorched remnants in its wake. The few who survived the blast barely had time to react before Kenzo closed the distance, dispatching each with ruthless efficiency.

Yet even as he struck down dozens of the invaders, more poured in through the rifts, each wave more powerful than the last.

Dark struggled to his feet, the sight overwhelming. He could feel the vast scale of power in every entity surrounding Kenzo, each one enough to pose a nearly impossible challenge. But to Kenzo, they were little more than pests.