5 conclusion

'well...the scaredy cat is out of bag and he's looking quite...drowned.'

she chuckled darkly as her giggles sounded very inhuman and far from the cute girl behind the seamless mask she wore.

with Bella's current empowered state, the currently malevolent looking villainess could literally see every minute detail on her opponent's visage and what she saw...she was not very impressed.

behind his false bravado in facing the greatest villainess that ever terrorized Eos, bella could practically smell the fear wafting from his body and the subtle tremble he made when he heard her sadistic sounding laughter clearly despite the hard rain.

'it wouldn't be fun if I simply just blitz him in one go. oh no that wouldn't be me. that wouldn't be my M.O~'

cooking up a storm of maniacal ways to have her fun. she had plenty of option to make use of...

too much in fact...

bella could roast him alive with some pyrokinetics, used the ability called "geomancy" to bury him six feet under or better yet she could just simply drown him with his own element oh the delicious irony it would be~

'sigh too bad I can't simply do those things right now. wasting anymore of my reserves wouldn't be smart even though I want to.

I am already close to the limit I set that wouldn't set me back for a considerable length of time.'

'after all...'

she clenched her fist, her sharp tipped fingertips digging into the palm covered by her protective suit.

'my power isn't limitless after all.'

but....

"hahahaha who am I kidding? i am just in it for the fun! who cares about all of that!?~" she suddenly bursted in laughter as 3 large black tendrils burst from her back, her power answering to its host's will.

her blood boiling in excitement, bella immediately charged forward with the grace of a wild beast that was about to catch and devour its prey.

her elation to actually sink her hands to her long awaited "meal" was too hard to conceal so she simply gave up and let it radiate from her very being.

In her skin suit that became even more alien like with its now greyish, scaly flesh that made her appear less human, couple it with her mask that fused with it.

she looked like a creature straight out of hell.

the only thing that was probably running in the hero's mind right now could only be unadulterated fear and regret as he manipulated the rain around his immediate vicinity to form arrows and subsequently sent them to intercept the villain heading toward him, all the while he trained the twin nozzle of his water cannons at the fiendish Monster.

Bella's tendrils that sprouted from her back autonomously protected their Bloodthirsty host as they individually intercepted any stray projectiles that Bella couldn't evade in the midst of her monstrous charge.

proving that his numerous watery projectiles couldn't even slow the fiend from its mad dash towards him, the desperate hero could only grit his teeth as he fired a concentrated jet of water from his hose like weapons, hoping that it would prevent the Demoness from reaching her striking distance, but unfortunately for him before the large laser like beam of water that could land on bella, her figure abruptly dissapeared with fierce gale of wind that followed in its wake.

as soon as he realized his attack failed...

"fuc..."

his head was penetrated from behind by a clawed hand before he could even finish his curse as an ominous, frustrated growl emanated from the Villain's throat.

bella's rationality won over her desire this time...

having easily dealt with him Bella coudn't help but feel desponded on how fast it ended despite her wanting to savour her supposed treat...

"well... he was a small fry anyway even if I chose to play with him he wouldn't last very long..." bella muttered in a sullen mood.

left with no other choice but to deal with her "frustration" later once she returned to her hideout. she really felt like shit denying herself of a fun kill but...

'nevermind. it doesn't really matter now that I killed him... whats done is done.'

looking down at the hero's still bleeding corpse. she could only shake her head in pity but with an ample amount of disgust lacing her voice.

"Evolution just doesn't make them as sturdy as they used to..."

with the nuisance eliminated bella jumped down from the armored carrier, all her playfulness and excitement rapidly draining from her seemingly frail form, replaced by a somber and a depressive form of apathy, an entirely subjective form of indifference, an overbearing feeling of even wanting herself to cease to exist.

its the visage of a sick and twisted image of someone who had broke themselves numerous times and have been forced to piece together the shards into one malevolent elegy of violence and insanity.

Thus that is how the conception of the villain known only by the masses as "the bell of massacre" a being of immense power and infamy that existed in the distant yet still relevant past.

the terror from more than a decade ago...

it was nothing more than a created ego within an innocent girl, fabricated by her own mind to cope with everything.

the tragedy the girl had wroth in her hubris and ignorance....

the desire to save and be loved by everyone...

treated as a monster and hunted...

now? there was no longer that girl nor that Ego that protected that silly child...

having dissapeared for more than a decade at the height of their infamy.

Bell.

no.

Bella came to be...

cured from her malady afflicted by her fractured psyche.

She had purged her only true opposition and left with nothing but their lingering dregs within the confines of her subconcious mind..

In a sense it was a hollow victor having essentially killed herself twice but it was a victory nonetheless...

looking up towards the pitch dark sky....

bella let the raindrops wash over her rain soaked body.

as her suit practically melted. revealing a pristine and untouched body.

recalling all the people she had put down as both that "girl" and bell..

whatever achievements they had attained in their existence were now inconsequential and beneath her. they were nothing more than gnats that she had trampled a long time ago, why would she allow them to weigh her down like that silly "girl" or be like "bell" who did everything to keep that girl from experiencing any suffering in his own twisted way?

Its only discarded toys in her graveyard of broken puppets existed.

the only dolls she ever truly cared and cherished are those who didn't break from her "nurturing."

Bella shared a lot of things with Bell, even the same desire to standout and cause chaos whenever the chance presence itself. It was something... Intrinsic and is firmly embedded in their soul. refusing to let go.

but still... bella won in the end.

the losers she had quelled and have reduced to nothing...

She was free to do anything she wanted and take whatever she needed.

"I am me."

Bella in her stupor continued to wait under the rain.

A dull and seemingly insignificant ache in her chest keeping her rooted on the spot.