"Keke… KEAKAKA!!! Jimmy boy!!! You are as STRONG as I hoped! This Cuck needs not to hold back! AH, the joy of an equal foe... This is as beautiful as a World of Cucks! KAHAHA!!" The King roared as he held up his lanky arms.
He dropped his long dildo blades, with the two of them both falling into two Cuckold portals his elite cucks created from the air.
He held his hands up, gathering a wave of Cuckold energy towards his Cock!
It was a Cuckold beam, and it was charging up at an incredible speed. It was charging much faster and far more ferociously than the one the King had used earlier!
"Shit!" Jimmithey coughed as he tried standing up.
He enhanced his body with his schizo abilities, blasting away from where he once stood. Right as he did this, the King's beam blasted out.
VWOOM!!!
Jimmithey had narrowly dodged the beam, landing a few meters away from where he once stood. But he knew the King wasn't finished, as he began rapidly firing multiple beams at Jimmithey!
VWOOM! VWOOM!! VWOOM!!!
"KEKEKEHAHAA!!!" The King laughed out as tens of colorful cuck explosions went off around him.
Jimmithey narrowly escaped the beams, dashing closer to the entrance of the hall.
He kept running as fast as he could, but felt his wound become hotter and his legs become weaker and slower.
He had finally reached the entrance of the hall, but realized that the King was aiming his next shot at the doors in front of him!
He predicted where Jimmithey was going and planned to catch him before he escaped!
VWOOSH!!
The Cuckold beam shot out, aimed at where Jimmithey now stood.
In response, Jimmithey pointed his hands downwards, using his schizo energy to create a tiny beam.
He aimed it down at his legs, preparing to use it as a small boost to escape!
"This better fucking work!" Jimmithey roared before he threw the blast down towards his legs.
BOOM!
An explosion went off under him, blasting him into the air, far away from the Cuckold beam!
"FUCK!!" Jimmithey cried out as he flew by a burned pillar, avoiding the thunderous explosion that went out behind.
The entrance doors were eviscerated by the explosion, as they were the only part of the hall not protected by the King's encompassing aura.
He landed on the ground, flipping over and landing on his side. He grunted out in pain, watching blood ooze through his healing bandages.
He gathered more energy to wrap himself further, but the pain wouldn't go away.
He ignored the pain and kept moving. He knew he had to keep running, or the King would get him. He couldn't let it end here or now!
But a sudden realization came to his mind.
"Wait… Even if I escape his blasts… What the fuck can I do now?!" Jimmithey thought as he dashed forward, noticing the King's eyes tilt towards him.
More questions and realizations about his situation popped into his mind. If he ran, how could he get the energy back in time to attack?
Gathering it required focus and time, something that the King wouldn't allow him to get. And he was already wasting a ton of Schizo energy by moving around and creating bandages.
What could he make with his Schizo powers that he could use to hurt the King? What could he even do now with his horrible wound?
And then, he realized a painful fact.
Even with the healing buff, even with his 'wife' sacrificing herself to save him… Even with him abandoning his Cuckold powers…
"I don't have the power to beat him!!! His Cuckoldry is too fucking much!!!"
The King's sheer power and ability to generate more energy were too much for Jimmithey to counter, no matter how imaginative he had gotten. He knew he couldn't do this any longer. Not alone, not without help! But no one could help him right now. His 'wife' couldn't. She was dead. His former allies couldn't. They were who knows where on the ship. They may not even be alive right now, or they may not be willing to help him.
And as he thought about this, he felt his chest become colder, as his bandages began to fall apart.
He narrowly dodged another beam, leaping back towards the throne.
Once he landed, he felt his head become lighter, causing him to realize that his body would no longer listen to him! He was losing too much blood, and his limbs became numb.
"I… I can't move anymore!!" Jimmithey cried out as he felt his schizo energy begin to falter. He had used up all the reserves he had built up.
He couldn't both enhance his legs and heal his body, leading to his wounds catching up to him.
Another beam shot out, so he leaped across the hall with a powerful dash, back towards the entrance.
He fell onto the floor, coughing out in exhaustion. The beam he barely dodged crashed into the King's aura, dispersing.
"G-goddamn… IT!!" Jimmithey muttered as he saw the King staring directly at him.
"KAKAKA!!! Are you tired, boy? What happened to killing the King, eh?!" He smiled, strolling closer towards Jimmithey.
The saws within his body were still running around, spewing cuckold blood out from his gaping abdomen wound.
But, it didn't matter. The King was able to ignore this pain and continue walking forward. At this point, it was only a minor annoyance!
"F-fuck... YOU!"
"KEKE! What a shame, young cuckling… Even after becoming a Schizo again, all you can do is resort to insults!" King Cuck shrugged while slapping his cock.
"No... I-I'm not f-finished! I-I'm-!" Jimmithey stumbled and attempted to stand up, only to fall back onto the ground.
"Kehehee... It seems our dance is at its end...! I'll admit, you were quite impressive. But, in the end, your revolt has failed and you're going to join me, your papi! YOU'LL JOIN YOUR KING! THE KING OF CUCKS!!! AND HIS MIGHTY CUCKOLD EMPIRE! KAHAHA!!" The King roared out as he clenched his cheeks, preparing to ejaculate at his strongest.
The King released his cum, with the intent to eviscerate the young schizo's rebellious attitude.
The room was enveloped in thunderous winds, a storm of aura so powerful that it made a hurricane look like a joke.
VWOOOMMM!!!!
Unlike the beams from before, this one was a rushing bright red, bright enough to consume all other lights and colors.
It was the strongest beam Jimmithey had ever seen. The only thing comparable to this was the magical girl's super magical girl beam. An attack that required three powerful magical girls to put their power together.
"SHITTT!!!!!" Jimmithey roared as he held up his arms, attempting to put up a last-minute shield.
But it was far too late, as his body was engulfed by the burning beam.