State of Limbo, The Bottomless Pit & Forgotten Fortress Punk Damage Type Beat

Title: Echoes of the Abyss

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The battlefield was quiet now.

Ash drifted like snow across the broken earth, and the moon hung low—bloated and bruised—casting a pale glow over the ruins. He stood alone, his blade buried in the soil, his breath shallow, his heart heavier than ever.

Xeanort was gone. Toguro too. Their ambitions, their twisted philosophies, their hunger for control and transcendence—he had fought against all of it. Fought with everything he had. But now, with the dust settling and silence pressing in, a thought struck him like a blade to the chest.

“It just hit me… I don’t know what I’m fighting for anymore.”

He whispered it aloud, voice hoarse, as if saying it would make it less true.

He had given everything—his strength, his memories, his humanity—to stop them. But it was always their reasons. Xeanort’s obsession with balance. Toguro’s pursuit of strength beyond mortality. He had stood in their way, but never truly for himself.

“What’s my reason?” he asked the night. “What has all this been leading up to?”

Was he just waiting for someone stronger to finally take him down? To end the cycle? To silence the storm inside?

A voice echoed in his mind, one he’d heard long ago in a forgotten library beneath the ruins of the Celestial Citadel:

> “Those who battle with monsters should be careful not to become a monster themselves.”

He clenched his fists. That line—it sounded like it was written about him. The way he’d let the darkness seep in, the way he’d used it to win, to survive. But he hadn’t lost himself. Not yet.

“You don’t have to worry,” he muttered to the memory of the one who’d warned him. “I’m getting the hang of keeping the darkness under control.”

But even that came with a price.

The power he wielded—the same cursed energy that once belonged to Raizen—was a double-edged blade. If he used it too much, if he let it consume him, he’d end up like Raizen: suspended in a timeless void, neither dead nor alive, a soul trapped between realms.

He looked up at the stars, searching for something—anything—that could anchor him.

And then he remembered her.

The girl with the silver eyes who once told him, “You fight like someone who’s trying to protect a future they don’t believe in.”

Maybe she was right.

Maybe it was time to stop fighting for someone else’s vision and start building his own. Not just surviving the darkness—but reshaping it. Not just resisting monsters—but becoming the kind of warrior who could walk among them and still remain whole.

He pulled his blade from the earth.

The wind stirred.

And for the first time in a long time, he didn’t feel like he was waiting to fall.

He felt like he was ready to rise.

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Want to explore what his future could look like? Maybe a scene where he confronts Raizen in the void, or meets someone who offers him a new path?

 Soundbites from Pokémon, Digimon Tri, Kingdom Hearts, Yu Yu Hakusho , Power Rangers, Yugioh & Boruto        With Samples from Misfits, Marcys Playground, Ratt, Brad Paisley, DJ Pain 1, Crowed House,

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