The Unstoppable force

AN: I'm not dead!, thanks for all your positive reviews and views, this story has helped me so much for my writing. (Disclaimer: This pic fit might be dead, just losing motivation, I'm really sorry if I disappoint anyone, so feel free to adopt this, no permission needed. I have ideas for Worm, if you don't know what that book is, then you should :)

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Saitama stared curiously at the…thing that was slowly defending into the Saitama sized hole, using its various dragon limbs to slowly descend down the opening. "Excuse me but what are you?" Saitama asked, confused at the seemingly endless limbs of the monster. A pale mockery of a face emerged from behind the writhing mass of limbs,

"I am Orochi," the monster slowly extracted his gargantuan size through the opening, settling down in from of Saitama.

"Are you the leader of all these ragtag group of hooligans?"

"I am," Orochi spoke, Saitama glimpsed countless teeth as the monster's mouth moved 'ouch, that's a lot of dental fees' he thought,

"Look, I am in no mood for this again, either you challenge me or you leave and show me the exit, which is it?" Orochi remained motionless, pondering Saitama's words and assessing the threat in front of him.

"You are a threat that I cannot leave unchallenged, I shall face you in combat." Saitama smiled at these words, a hint of emotion peaking from beneath his normally unflappable expression. "Why couldn't everyone be like you? Straight to the point, I like you. Less Than 20 words as well!" Saitama tensed, moving straight behind monster and prepared to lightly slap the challenger, after all, he didn't really want to kill him straight away, he was already bored out of his mind as is. To his surprise, the hundreds of eyes in the writhing flesh, suddenly focused on him, as one, the mass surged forward, blocking his swing. Saitama nearly cried from joy, 'finally! A monster that can last!'

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Saitama laughed manically and ramped up his speed, throwing jabs left and right, at this point he was just happy to have at least a punching bag that can last for a good couple of minutes. Still grinning with a almost creepy smile, he jogged behind Orochi and punched lightly, although to the human eye, it seem that Saitama suddenly teleported behind Orochi and caved in both legs of the larger monster.

Orochi gurgled something unintelligible before quickly regenerating his legs and standing up, putting distance between them.

"You are toying with me." Orochi spoke, appearing more as a snarl as his deformed limbs twisted and snapped back into their sockets.

"Nah I just want a longer fight," said Saitama. The two beings stood opposite each other, one the king of monsters the other, a bored monster. Saitama stared slowly and looked around him, as if suddenly for the first time seeing the destruction and dead monsters from their brief fight. 'I wonder why I am not reacting to anything now, am I losing my humanity?' He didn't know what to think of anything anymore, 'what would be an appropriate reaction?' Saitama frowned, deep in thought. His thinking was suddenly cut short as Orochi shot forward, his entire form blurring with its sheer speed, however to Saitama, he might as well be moving at a snail's pace. The masked monster shot out his fist.

"Normal punch,"

An eery silence befell the underground battlefield before Saitama's fist made contact, a piercing scream of compressed air before the huge BANG shattering the silence. Ichor and viscera exploded from the end of his fist. Orochi hadn't even had the time to react before he felt nothing from the neck down, a quick inspection let him realise that the rest of his body has simply disappeared, or rather vaporised.

"You have destroyed me," Orochi gaped in surprise, "I was right about you"

Saitama wrung his hands, trying to get the blood out. "Yeah I guess you were," Orochi cracked a grin,

"I think I see myself in you, you and I are not so different,"

Saitama gaped in mock anger,

"But you have those sick horn like hair, I look nothing like you, I don't even have hair! I think you should just tell me where the real exit is now, jumping upwards seemed to destabilise the entire underground structure."

Orochi chocked on his own ichor, "Ten stories up and to the right, there's a storm tunnel that leads straight to the surface."

Saitama cracked a rare grin, "Thanks I gotta go."

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Saitama sped through the rest of the structure, mind pondering his recent issues even as he missed the exit drain ten hallways before. 'How does one regain their humanity? I have to find something that let's me feel something somehow.'

Saitama gave up his search of the exit and just jumped up, crashing through concrete and rock with his smooth domed head.

The sun beamed onto a apocalyptic city Z, its entire bottom structure having been wrecked by Saitama's reckless exiting. The mysterious being stared unblinking at the sky, "I think I'm going to play some video games. Those micro-transactions used to make me angry as hell."

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Unbeknownst to Saitama, a pair of glowing orange orbs glared menacingly at his retreating figure…."Metal Knight, I have visual on the target."

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AN: Well that's that, I hope I can continue to write about the stories I love.

Ciao!-ficBOT