Mah supervillain is as the title says. For now I'll just call him Rike. Rike is whats called a 'Necron', a very macabre machine with regenerative cababilities. Rike's weapons are a giant double-bladed scythe which when swung lets out a shrill screach causing fear in all enemies, a shrouding cape which renders the wearer cloaked in darkness, and fingers of blades sharper than titanium. Rike is a souless bipedal machine who stands 8 feet tall and has a running speed faster than a tank.
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imagine: The baron wasteland of a desert planet in a far away galaxy. The desert dust soaked in boiling blood and torn mechanical parts.
"Give them hell men! For the Emperor!" shouted Commander Kai.
The Commander revved his chainsword. There was the sound of metal grinding on metal as he tore through the Necron horde. He slammed his powerfist into the body of one, its explosion into shrapnel the result. The Commander's men bellowed their loyalty to their god Emperor before persuing their Commander into the heart of the fray.
Rike waved his scythe in a colossal arc. The men that weren't instantly halved were paralyzed with fear, their eardrums bursting from the scythes shrill screach. Rike tore through the lines of the Imperial Fists, carving a swathe of blood in his wake.
There in distance the Commander caught sight of his target. The large mechanical horror that was Rike stood covered in red liquid and brandishing his scythe before him. Rike seemed to be wating for the Commander, daring him to strike. Commander Kai would give him what he wished. The Commander bolted for the Necron Lord, revving his trusty chainsword. Lasers aimed at him, flew back in opposite directions as they were deflected by his psychic shields. The blade came down...
Rike blocked the blade with the grips of his scythe, the sound of metal grinding upon metal ear splitting. Rike returned the blow with a sweep of the lower blade of the scythe.
The Commander crushed the blade within his gigantic fist and unleashed a headbut coupled with psychic force.
Rike was dazed from the Commander's suprising head-blow. He felt a vibration upon his leg and realized that it was being cut off by the Commander's sword. Calculating the chances of winning the fight from here, he found they were slim. There was only one choice. The Machine grabbed its cloak and threw it over its form, a shroud seemed to go over the battlefield
It was as if the whole battlefield had suddenly turned dark. The planet's sun was instantly blotted out. It was only there for a moment, but when the darkness cleared the Necron horde was gone. The Commander cursed under his breath. The day had been won, but the Necron horde would return even stronger than before.
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