Kill the user above you

NUUU, I created it and it won't die until my deathmatch with Sam comes to an end :mad:
 
But I am resurrected by God, for he wants a warrior who can smite you down. Therefore, I stab you repeatedly with a spear made by God until you are dead, brought back to life, and killed again :jesus:
 
But you are Death incarnated, and upon using the sacred weapon you self-smite, expelling all supernatural powers from us both, and then I take the spear off the wound and impale you with it while shouting my last words and using my last breath to rip your guts.
 
Since we are both dead, my spirit and yours are interlocked in a constant battle in the Underworld. I win, and I am reincarnated for doing so, while you are sent to Tartarus, and are tasked with pushing a bolder up a hill, and as you reach the top the bolder rolls back down. You kill yourself in your failure.
 
Nope, because I trick a moronic giant whose name I don't even remember to do that for me, and with my Jedi mind tricks I make my way out of the Tartarus up to Hell, and cross all of its rings and zones, struggling with the most evil spirits and creatures of existence, thus hardening my will and powering myself up.
At last, I find Satan himself, who has watched my progress and wants to stop me from exiting his dominions. After beating him in a duel of intellects, he agrees on freeing my soul, which immediately ascends to heaven, and there God grants me once again resurrection to stop you from sowing mayhem on the world.
And so I do with a Celestial Smite, which is the name I give to falling from heaven to Earth just on the precise spot you're located in, smashing your soul out of your body, sending it back to Hell. As a result of the crash, my soul bounces off to my body, which I recover and give life back in joining it.
 
Do something better than that crap, or I'll let SK kill the thread [pissed]
 
Fine. In hell, I meet Erwin Rommel, who promises to teach me in the ways of tank warfare if I help him escape. We build a tank out of bones, metal, and fire, and after a year of teaching, we escape into the real world. I find you healing in a hospital, and Rommel drags you out by the head. We then set you up against the walls of the New York Yankees Stadium, and the tank sends out a long burst of flames and death, incinerating your body and soul, along with the New York Yankees Stadium, as Rommel and I sing, "I'm Shipping Up To Boston" by the Dropkick Murphies :rockon:
 
But I summon the Gods of the Seven Heavens, who all smite your assistant, Rommel, as well as your tank from hell, and who beat the hell out of the whole state of Massachusetts (you just don't mess with the Gods and Hell and Heaven and expect to survive).
 
(OOC: and you complained about mine being too short? Hypocrite :p)

The smiting only destroys the tank, and we escape to Washington, D.C. and go in the President's bunker, where nothing can enter without permission- which I obtained. By the way, you are still dead :p
 
But you can't escape from the Gods, who start to argue whose fault it was to fail in their commitment, resulting in a Maelstrom from Heaven and descending to the Earth. They casually end up in Washington, because everyone knows that catastrophes only occur in the US, and this kind of things affect DC first, and the argument of the Gods which had become a brawl, comes down to Earth with them.

Thus, in their savage fight for supremacy and responsibility, the Gods left the Well of Souls unwatched, and all the dead people came back from among the dead, and whilst I recovered my body for the grace that gods had invested upon me and others did as well, most possessed their own corpses and scorched the Earth as a zombie horde, and those whose bodies no longer existed under any form possessed the bodies of the dead, a psycho possessing Rommel, whose soul was sent back to the Well, and whose body proceeded to exterminate everybody in the bunker, you first.

Meanwhile, and being a returned soul, the zombies left me untouched, and Gods continued their fight. In all the fury of their combat, they razed DC to the ground and beyond, destroying absolutely every single rest of human life of all time in the zone, including all kinds of bunkers, including the Presidential bunker. Then, the Gods realised you were dead and that the dead people had returned, and went back to guard the Well, recovering as many escaped souls as they could along the way and stopping you to escape from the Well.
 
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