The Purge

Hour after hour passes, Werner gears himself for the incoming purge. However, his goal isn't as far-fetched as usual. It's simple this time; kill as many people as he can. Werner grabs the last bit of supplies for the day-long purge, leaving his punt gun for the cultists to protect Azalo-G and -K with. Werner soon approaches a nearby city, jumping atop the highest rooftop and waiting. His hair flows in the wind, his immense shadowy form on display for anyone to see if they could look up. He holds his cleaver over his shoulder, letting the moonlight glint off the freshly polished metal.
All the digital devices in the city ring out, everything announcing one thing. “Attention to anyone hearing this message, today begins the purge. As usual, to address overpopulation, anyone is allowed to break any laws or rules for an entire day. A twist this time around: a special guest is participating. If you can kill him and give proof, you will be heavily rewarded. This VIP is Werner Rianten. I wish you all luck in this purge, and others to die.” The announcement closes, and everybody is scavenging for weapons and quite quickly turning to target Werner, who hasn't moved an inch.
Werner jumps off the building, landing directly on multiple people. This fight would be far harder than any he'd faced before. Millions of people, all possessing magic due to recent innovation, are going for Werner’s head alone. Werner throws his cleaver, it flying throughout the air and periodically killing while Werner rushes through crowds, decapitating people and shattering magic. Werner blocks hundreds of mana bolts being shot at him, deflecting every bolt back at the senders. Multiple people attempt to best Werner in hand-to-hand, while others distract with long-range firearms and mana attacks. Werner grabs two of them, tearing their legs off and whipping their upper halves into nearby crowds. Werner uses the torn legs as nunchucks, killing off 7 people before the joints break off. Many elder users of the Frost come to assist, firing freezing blasts to immobilize Werner. Werner pops a stage 1 burst, shattering the ice around him and pushing many people away. Two elders dive at Werner to continue immobilizing him the other three use long-range means. Others join up and charge in a large attack aimed at Werner directly.  Werner holds off the two elders, taking his radio and calling for “3:20 and 3:40.” After only 20 seconds, a large amount of rocket barrages and artillery fire lay waste to the entire city, clearing out all possible fodder as Werner deals with every Elder. Azalo-Q forms upon snowfall, her form gleaming with light and hatred. “God, now I have to deal with this fuck.” Werner mutters under his breath, dodging two large beams of frost as he jumps up to kick Azalo-Q out of the air. Werner yells out, “FOOT DIVE!” As he slams into the ground next to Azalo-Q, weakening her defense with shocks. Azalo-Q briefly backs up, charging a frost core in her hand. Werner rushes her directly, attempting to interrupt before she can throw it. Azalo-Q flies straight up, forcing Werner to take longer as she throws the charged frost core down. The frost core lands against the earth, turning the entire ruined city into a frozen wasteland. Werner tears out the ice, jumping straight at Azalo-Q again.
Azalo-Q forms a large wall of ice between her and Werner, him shattering it like glass and haymaking Azalo-Q into a nearby grass plain. Azalo-Q disperses into the air, leaving the battlefield as fast as she came.
Werner roams idly, searching for more victims. Werner soon figures he should attack Manhattan, New York, due to its high population. As Werner arrives, he sees four people perched atop the tallest skyscraper, others on the ground scavenging for materials and food. Werner walks through the city, killing any human or animal that approaches him in one slash of his cleaver. The upper 4 people notice Werner, Werner’s senses scanning them up and down, seeing that they hold immense magical ability. Two of them have the physical strength to rival a super soldier. Werner soon clears all the fodder on the ground, walking up to the base of a building holding one of the 4. Werner winds his punch back, punching the building and shattering the base completely, forcing it to crumble with one of the sorcerers falling to the ground. The sorcerer fires a large holy beam at Werner, with small fairies summoned from the beam to fire holy magic bolts at Werner. Werner leaps up, swatting the fairies out before landing in front of the sorcerer. “Pussy magic, huh? You really believe the gods can save you?”  Werner threatens. “They’ve gone great so far, my team of sorcery and powerful warriors can easily lay waste to you and your cult, fraud.” The holy sorcerer comments. “Fraud? I could almost laugh, but atlast your weaker than me.” Werner winds a right hook, the punch sending the holy sorcerer into another building as the other 3 leap into battle. Werner blocks one of the warrior's strikes with his sword, kicking him back and swiftly slashing. The warrior blocks Werner’s strike, both of them attempting to overpower the other. “I say, you’re quite impressive. What may your name be?” Werner questions. “Goozma, nice to meet you. Though not for long.” Goozma says as he pulls his left arm back for a left hook. Werner catches the punch, tossing the cleaver aside to hip throw Goozma onto the floor. Another warrior comes in from the sky, possessing spectral wings. Werner swiftly blocks the foot dive, shoving the winged warrior away and stomping Goozma into the floor. Werner leaps onto the winged warrior as he begins to fly, dragging him to the floor and beating him to a pulp. The holy sorcerer constantly heals the winged warrior, preventing his death, while the third warrior, who possesses electric armor and abilities, lands next to the holy sorcerer. “I'll hold Werner off as much as I can with Goozma and Rem. Use the strike of primordial light.” He commands. “Rent, that spell has an hour incantation and cast time. You 3 cant hold him off that long without healing.” The holy sorcerer comments. “Watch us.” Rent says with a cocky expression.
Werner throws Rem into a building, the holy sorcerer healing him for one last time before beginning her casting. Werner senses Rent behind him, blocking a strike, only to be electrocuted. Werner’s muscles adapt to the electricity, his right arm forcing a slash with his cleaver. Rent blocks the cleaver strike. As he is sent across the road, his arm armor shattering, he can only note that the swing wasn't even close to full strength. Goozma tears out the rubble, charging at Werner for a headbutt. Werner knees Goozma in the chest, sending him back briefly and following up with a leg sweep. Werner grabs Goozma by the legs, whipping him into Rent as he rushes. Rem dive bombs Werner, slamming both his fists into Werner as he falls.
Werner barely blocks the strike, his stance dragging across the road as he holds up. Werner spits out a small amount of blood, wiping the rest off his lips. “Impressive,” Werner comments under his breath. Werner throws his cleaver directly at Rem, grazing his wing. Rent appears behind Werner, stunning him with his electricity as Goozma charges at Werner, ready to drop-kick him. Werner slowly adapts to the stunning force, his body forcing itself to move once again, back-kicking Rent away and ducking under the drop kick. Goozma misses his drop kick, accidentally hitting Rent before Werner grabs Goozma by the head, slamming him into the ground repeatedly. Rent recovers quickly, body bashing Werner off Goozma as Rem swoops by to kick Werner in the head. Werner pops a stage 2 burst, pushing everyone away as he jumps atop a building, ripping off the top story and chucking it directly at Goozma and Rent. Goozma climbs out of the ground, grabbing Rent and shielding him from the explosion. Rem flies over, clearing out the dust. Goozma climbs out of the rubble with minimal damage, and Werner takes a silent note of his defense. Werner grabs Rem out of the air, whipping him straight down and jumping after him. “SOUR CREAMMM!” Werner roars, his elbow slamming the ground and causing another shockwave, Rem barely dodging it. “Rem, check on her, figure out how long we have.” Rent commands, Rem flying straight to the holy sorcerer. “How much more time do we have?” Rem frantically questions. The holy sorcerer holds up a five, indicating they have to hold out for five more minutes. Rem flies back swiftly, interrupting Werner’s relentless combo on Goozma. Werner kicks Goozma back, leaping at Rem to drag him to the floor again. As Werner throws another punch, Rent grabs onto Werner, holding his strike back. Werner thrashes his body, throwing Rent off him as Rem flies off. Werner retrieves his cleaver from the side of a building, cleaning off the blade and rushing at Goozma. Goozma throws a piece of rubble at Werner, blinding him temporarily while Goozma charges. Werner shatters the rubble and swings vertically at Goozma. Goozma sidesteps, hitting Werner with a quick combo before backing up. Werner blocks the strikes with his free arm, rushing straight at Goozma and slashing horizontally with his cleaver. Rent land atop Werner’s cleaver, forcing his slash far too low to hit Goozma. Werner grabs Rent by the throat, “I've had enough of your shit.” Werner mutters as his grip tightens. Goozma attempts to pry Werner’s hand open, Rem flying by and trying to stun Werner. But alas, Werner’s grip is unwavering. Rent and Goozma try to pry open Werner’s grip, giving everything they have to save Rent. As hope seemed lost, Werner was suddenly shot with something. The gunshot was heard after the shot landed. “Fucking John,” Werner mutters under his breath as Rent frees himself. Rent looks at his tattered watch, noticing what's happening. Goozma, Rent, and Rem back up as the holy sorcerer chants loudly. “GODLY DIMISE, BURN IN PRIMODIAL LIGHT!” The sky opens up with light, a large column of Godly energy engulfing Werner’s form and rapidly disintegrating him.
All 4 of them relax, watching Werner fade as they’ve finally won. Though something was off, “DO NOT!” Werner roars out, the column of light shattering as Werner seemingly tears out of it. Werner stood idle for a few seconds, the 4 quickly rising to fight again. Werner uses a healing burst, grabbing his radio again. “It's midnight time.” Werner says in a teasing tone, the 4 not knowing what ‘midnight time’ possibly meant.
Every second feels heavy, Goozma grabbing Rent with Rem hiding under the holy sorcerer's shield. Werner jumps straight upward as the entire city is laid to waste, multiple rocket and artillery barrages ripping across the land, all being topped off with a Rod of god. Goozma protects Rent from the explosions, the holy sorcerer keeping her shield up as much as she could.
Soon, the onslaught across the land ceases. Goozma is on the verge of death, Rent is shellshocked, the holy sorcerer is out of mana, and Rem is injured. Goozma forces his body to move, standing in opposition to Werner. Werner lands in front of Goozma, silently praising the warrior for his ungodly high defense. “I must say, your defense is something to fear. Why don't you join me? I could use one handy individual such as yourself.” Werner bargains. “I’d rather die,” Goozma replies coldly. “Said it yourself.” Werner shrugs, raising his cleaver for a diagonal slash. Rent swiftly holds Werner back from swinging, putting every last bit of strength into holding Werner’s strike. Rem watches from afar, charging up his own energy. Rem flies straight up, his body emitting pure light and power. Werner shoves Rent off him, leaping straight at Rem as Rem charges straight at Werner. “KINETIC DIVE!” Rem chants, Werner winding back a powerful slash. They both hit each other, Rem and Werner landing on the ground at the same time. Though one is dead, and we all can guess who. Goozma’s form emits a great amount of energy, forcing his body to rapidly heal. “Werner, your head will be mine.” Goozma threatens, rushing directly at Werner and grabbing his cleaver. Werner backhands Goozma, attempting to push him back. Goozma disarms Werner, palm striking him for distance. Goozma tosses the cleaver aside, “If you’re truly as strong as everyone says, THEN KILL ME!” Goozma roars, seemingly teleporting in front of Werner for a knee strike. Werner steps back briefly, rushing back at Goozma for a backhand and grappling for a judo throw. Werner attempts to stomp Goozma’s head in. Only to be deflected and hooked in the face by Goozma as he recovers. Werner catches Goozma’s arm as he pulls back, whipping him into nearby rubble. Goozma leaps out of the rubble onto Werner, body slamming him onto the ground. Werner plants his hands, kicking Goozma upward and following up with an axe kick to the ground. Goozma crawls out of the rubble, his body looking quite mangled already. “I refuse… I refuse to lose. I decide when I lose.” Goozma mutters. Werner stares at Goozma, admiring his will, his strength, his soul. Goozma tries to continue fighting, but Rent grabs him and pulls him away from Werner. Werner retrieves his cleaver, and Rent attempts to stall Werner. Werner backhands Rent away, Werner then searches the rubble. Finding no signs of Goozma or the holy sorcerer, Werner turns his gaze back to Rent. Suddenly, the sun rises again. The purge is over.
“The purge is done. It was a great time fighting you. But I have to see myself out. Maybe next purge.” Rent teasingly comments. “You think I care that the purge is over?” Werner says before practically teleporting in front of Rent, grabbing both sides of his body, and tearing him in half.
With all of that, the purge was over. Werner returns to the cult base to find Azalo-G, Azalo-K, and Castiel gone. One cult member is alive, hiding.
“Use your words carefully. What happened…” Werner questions the cultist. “John Quantum came by; he had three AASS soldiers, and he took them. He said it was for the Azlan project.” The cultist answers through painful groans. Werner chugs a glass of Jack Daniel's, walking out of the cultist base in search of the Azlan project facility.